Chapter 32: Vase-like existence

Screenwriter Chen, who has experienced a big scene, can see at once that this cold girl has a cold personality, and he doesn't care. Just put your hand down and don't feel embarrassed.

"The contemptible surname is Chen, Chen Shenhai, is the screenwriter and assistant director of this movie who has never seen him again.

May I ask the name of the young sister? ”

"He Qi'er"

"Young Sister He, it's a blessing! Is Young Sister He also studying at S University? ”

He Qi'er shook her head: "No." ”

"Miss He's Mandarin is really accurate, isn't she from Province G?"

"Born and raised!"

"Then has Young Sister He ever had the experience of acting or acting?"

"Nope."

There was a bit of a rhythm that couldn't be talked about, Chen Shenhai touched his half-bald head and sighed.

He Qi'er wanted to laugh a little when she heard this Chen Shenhai's characteristic 'Mandarin', but she still tried her best to be paralyzed. Just now he said that he had seen himself laughing and felt like a character in this drama, if he guessed correctly, he just slightly pulled the corners of his mouth just now?

"Then let's talk about this play."

He handed a bound A4 paper book to He Qi'er, who was standing opposite him, and remembered that he hadn't invited anyone to sit down.

"Please sit down, please sit down, this is a script, this is a series that the heroine needs to shoot when she is young in college, and the dialogue in it is very simple, uh.....

The main summary, cough cough, is to play a beautiful brainless vase, it's very simple. ”

picked up the script, He Qier looked at the five big characters on the cover (youth is no longer seen), and quickly opened it and read it. More than ten pages of paper only took a minute, and I memorized all the contents in my head.

Sure enough, as Chen Shenhai said, this heroine was a vase-like existence when she was young, and she was so similar to He Qi'er, the original owner of her body. If the original owner is immortal, it is simply a performance of true colors!

Looking at the rumbling script, Chen Shenhai felt that the day was getting hotter and hotter, and his forehead was sweating. This Miss He reads the script so quickly, can she understand it?

"How is the salary calculated?"

"Ah, oh, me. It is also a role, and it is more important. But I still have to get the director's consent, but don't worry, Young Sister He, I'm set, and the director will only go through the motions. In terms of salary, we haven't decided yet.

In the past, according to the price of fourth-tier stars, it was 120 yuan per shot.

You see? ”

He Qi'er, whose head was running fast, calculated the number of scenes and shots that appeared in the script just now, and came to the conclusion that she could step into the ranks of the little rich woman at once.

12 shots, 120 yuan each, you can get 1440 yuan after shooting. And it seems that it is only four or five days, which is more than 200 points per day.

"Yes"

As soon as the other party answered, Chen Shenhai smiled. If it weren't for the old guy who cooperated with him, he hadn't seen this He Qi'er, he would have directly made an agreement and signed it.

"Young Sister Nahe, wait a minute, the director will be here in a moment. When the time comes, we can sign the agreement directly. Filming started three days later, and the location was in this S University. ”

handed a bottle of drink to the other party, He Qi'er politely took it, but did not drink it and put it on the table.

"Miss He doesn't like it?"

"Hmm."

I can't go on! How can there be such a person who can't chat? Or a girl? In the past, those women who came to see him, which one was not Balabala, kept saying, for fear of being cold, and kept flattering himself.

Wonderful!

The eerie atmosphere ended when the doorknob was loose, and the one who came in was the director Chen Shenhai said. He had messy hair and some old thin jacket and a short-sleeved T-shirt.

As soon as he came in, he directly fanned the wind with the notebook in his hand, and after seeing the short-haired woman sitting there on his somewhat anxious face, he exclaimed in Hong Kong words:

"Old Chen, where did you find Monica? It's so similar! ”

For the old guy who resolved the embarrassment of the scene, Chen Shenhai wanted to be grateful, but after seeing his expression and words again, he instantly became proud.

"Right? This is what I accidentally discovered when I came out to breathe! It's worth this trip! Just rush her, it's not worth the trip! ”