Lin Zhaoxia returned home and sat in front of the computer, in a daze.

I flipped over and over my original script, read and watched. These scripts, which have condensed her countless efforts, have been promoted countless times, and they have hit walls everywhere.

In this industry, there is a thick pile of scripts on the desk of the director and producer, and there is no time to turn over you, a nobody.

Even if you think your script is well written, why should people pay for you?

The theme is good, the creativity is good, the plot logic and so on are good, just find two or three screenwriters to write it. Why spend money on your script?

Find a screenwriter to write, the cost is low, and the copyright is returned to the company, isn't it fragrant?

Besides, when the investor picked up the script and read it, it was a small screenwriter who had never heard of it, and he didn't want to vote.

The reality is so cruel.

Lin Zhaoxia sighed and began to browse the top several online text platforms to check the best-selling books on the platform.

Books of all genres are dazzling and dazzling.

Click on the ...... A lot of books are really unreadable. After holding on for a few pages, Lin Zhaoxia retreated again.

His face was dazed.

Senior Brother Jiang said, "I don't need you to look in. But you have to know the market trend. Literary works are not high or low, they are sought after by the market and recognized by the market, they are good works, and they have commercial value. ”

Existence is reasonable. The reason why the best-selling book is popular is because the market needs it, and it just caters to the market.

Senior Brother Jiang asked her: "Zhaoxia, why do you insist on the road of literature?" ”

"How do you want to persevere?"

"Zhaoxia, stick to your dreams, you have to live first. I can't live anymore, and it's nonsense to talk about dreams. ”

"Talk about money, don't be ashamed! Earn clean money, and there is no shame! ”

……

Lin Zhaoxia sent a WeChat message to Zhang Yongqiu, and he gave it a call.

Asked her: "Senior Brother Jiang said to introduce me to a screenwriting studio, do you think I want to go?" Or do I submit my resume and become a screenwriter on duty? ”

Zhang Yongqiu was in the crew at this time, and her little protagonist's role was about to be completed in the past two days, but the starring role couldn't come, and her little master had to continue to wait to cooperate with the other party's schedule.

She was so angry that she wanted to scold her mother.

hid in a corner, called Lin Zhaoxia, complained a lot, and then said: "You are finally out of the sea of misery now, why do you have to go back to work?" Is it bad to be a freelance screenwriter? ”

"Freedom is freedom, but it's too insecure. I don't know when I'm going to live. ”

When I was on duty, although the salary was not much, and one person had to do the work of several people, but I had a salary every month, so I didn't have to worry about not having money to pay the rent.

Zhang Yiqiu sighed after hearing this, Zhaoxia was in a different situation from her.

Although she has always asked Zhao Xia not to worry about the rent, if Zhao Xia does not have a stable source of income, coupled with her home, she will definitely be uneasy in her heart.

"The studio introduced by Senior Brother Jiang, do you want to go to?"

Lin Zhaoxia hesitated: "In the field, I said I would think about it." In fact, he didn't really recommend me to go, saying that it was good to stay in Haishi, and there were many opportunities. ”

"Yes, yes!" Zhang Yiqiu nodded violently.

"What a field to go! You've gone to the field, so when will we see you above! You can stay in Haishi, I just need to go home and stay with you for a few days, how good. Don't go out of town! I'll help you find a job. ”

After graduating and working, I realized how valuable the friendships made on campus were. No matter how different the days are, there is less contact, and the relationship will slowly fade.

Lin Zhaoxia asked her again: "Senior Brother Jiang suggested that I transfer to the Internet, do you think I should try it?" ”

"Try it, and it doesn't cost anything. The cost of trial and error is also low, you can try it, maybe you can become the next Jiang Hua. ”

Speaking of Jiang Hua, Lin Zhaoxia became excited: "Do you know how much he sold the copyright of the novel he sold last month?" ”

"How much?"

"Twenty million!"

"!"

Zhang Yuqiu's loud voice was particularly clear, which shocked Lin Zhaoxia's ears to buzz.

Urging reincarnation: "Bao, you try it quickly!" When you are developed, the sisters will hug your thighs! What kind of artist assistants, sisters are not uncommon! Sisters, you will be a copyright agent! ”

Lin Zhaoxia was beaten by Zhang Yongqiu, and immediately started to register on major head websites after hanging up his mobile phone, and added all the best-selling books on the homepage to the bookshelf.

Senior Brother Jiang said that writing online articles can make people concentrate on creation and write what they want to write. However, to engage in screenwriting, it is necessary to socialize, socialize, and accumulate contacts......

Don't look at people's faces, you can't write according to your own ideas.

Lin Zhaoxia felt that it was necessary for her to practice behind closed doors for a period of time. Concentrate on creative work and write something that you really want to write.

On the other hand, Zhao Guangyuan's mentality has also changed. Ever since I had this adventure, I've always wanted to do something.

But in the evening of the same day, he received a tribute from his good father, the emperor, who ordered him to send a horse quickly. There is nothing else to say.

Zhao Guangyuan knelt on the ground and thanked the reward, and gave the reward silver to send it away. Looking back at the good wine from the altars in the hall, he smiled sarcastically.

Is this really treating me like an alcoholic?

I, Zhao Guangyuan, am a real waste in his eyes.

That's fine.

He opened a jar and got drunk. In a drowsy state, it seemed that the sun and the moon were turning, and they had changed places again.

Zhao Guangyuan pressed his forehead and slowly sat up from the sofa, and he was a little more sober.

Looking at this strange and familiar place, I suddenly laughed. He actually went back to the girl's house.

The sofa was incredibly soft, stronger than the cool floor tiles of the hall.

Zhao Guangyuan stroked and stroked, saw an object on the sofa, picked it up and looked closer, what is this?

Lin Zhaoxia was browsing the hot-selling articles in the room, very seriously.

As a result, I heard movement in the living room.

When I came out, I saw that it was the drunkard again! My eyes immediately widened! Is her home an inn? Is she a good person or an unjust seed? What kind of people take people to eat and drink for nothing?

I could smell a smell of alcohol in the distance. Immediately his face was full of disgust. And the drunkard was carrying one thing from her.

"You, put it down!"

Lin Zhaoxia was so angry that he ran away, and snatched it from him, with the group bar behind him.

Glared at him: "Don't look at indecent things, don't move!" Don't you understand? "Rascals! Do you have such a hobby?

Zhao Guangyuan was stared at inexplicably, "What is this?" "Can't you see it?

Lin Zhaoxia bared his teeth, MD, this man is so tall, but he can't show weakness.

Standing up, he looked up and glared at him: "This is private territory, understand!" A woman's personal belongings can't be touched casually, you know? Don't look, don't listen, don't speak, don't move, isn't that what you always talk about? ”

What was it that made her look at her angrily.

Zhao Guangyuan looked at her, his face suddenly turned red, and he hurriedly turned his back!

What's the reaction?

Lin Zhaoxia was stunned. Sleeveless loungewear she hadn't worn, and she thought he was making a fuss. glanced at himself lightly......

This sweep, a jump!

Cover your chest, turn around and run!

Damn, I didn't know that this dead drunkard would suddenly appear, she wasn't wearing underwear!

The nightdress on the body is still silky, a little transparent! Don't bulge too much on your chest!

Die!

Zhao Guangyuan heard a loud bang of the door closing, his face and ears became hotter and hotter, and he sat back on the sofa, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

It's embarrassing.