After returning from Beijing Normal University, Sun Yi was still a little angry.

No matter in the past or present life, there are always people like Lu Chuan who put themselves in a high position, stand on the moral high ground, and criticize you for their output.

If what he said was justified, Sun Yi could also pinch his nose and admit it.

The movie "Fake Marriage" was originally the result of his temporary intention and last resort, but fans liked it, the box office exploded, whatever, I have to blame him as a director.

Besides, he knew from beginning to end that this movie was a commercial production like a Hollywood assembly line, and he didn't give this movie anything lofty, just simple love, no blood, no abuse, a relatively reasonable plot, not esoteric, not brain-burning.

Everything is so simple, and besides, there is any artistic breakthrough in this movie, and he doesn't have this idea at all.

I don't know why, Lu Chuan has to lean on art, simply stepping on it for the sake of stepping on it, and belittling it for the sake of belittling.

He didn't go to investigate how this rhythm came about, and he was the pioneer of others.

It's really 2B's ok.

still went all the way, went too smoothly, did not suffer from the beating of society, always felt that he was the sun, and the earth revolved around him.

This time, I have to let him know what it means to know what it means to have people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky.

Originally, Sun Yi didn't want to be so high-profile, and he knew his own affairs.

The company has just been established, and there are two TV series projects about to be broadcast, and the first movie still achieved box office success despite Huayi's small actions, but it is a good start.

At this time, it is the time for him to keep his head and lay a solid foundation, no more, as long as half a year, as soon as the two TV series are broadcast, the company's position in the Chinese film and television circle will be considered to be firm.

He didn't want to cause trouble at this time, but Lu Chuan was purely embarrassed and made up for himself.

"Eh, it's all thanks to this product, and I can't be idle."

After returning to the company, Sun Yi began to think about love short films.

There are still two months left before the opening of the Student Student Film Festival.

It stands to reason that this time is more than enough for the filming of a short film.

But things can't be counted like this, a short film of about 10 minutes is not difficult to shoot, and the slowest and slowest week is enough, but what to shoot is a question.

When creating a script, time is not certain.

Then remove the time for the New Year's holiday and rest, and there may be any unexpected work in the company after the year, and the current time is calculated. It's still pretty tight.

Sun Yi didn't know much about short films in his previous life, and the subject matter was limited to love, and the scope was even smaller.

Especially if he can't make a film casually, he must make a high-level and even shocking one.

This makes it even more difficult for him, he can remember the films he watched in his previous life, and even the pictures can appear in his mind, but all he can remember at any time are the films of the fire in his previous life, no matter how bad it is, it impresses him, and even if he watches the others, he can't remember it for a while.

He doesn't have a search engine in his head, so he can't fill in an entry of "short films, love", and then add a ranking of ratings, and search it out directly.

There was no way, Sun Yi could only lock himself in the bedroom, using the computer to look through the company's script library, while recalling the information in his mind, and at the same time trying to use the experience of this life to create his own script.

I didn't care about eating at night, and I stayed up until the second half of the night, and I didn't come up with a script that was satisfactory to him.

"Stab", Sun Yi tore off the script he had just written at the beginning, threw it into the trash, slumped on the chair, and laughed at himself.

"Damn, you can't slap your face, but get."

The trash cans at his feet were already piled up in the past night, and there were several paper balls scattered on the floor.

"No, my head is like paste, go to bed first, and I'll talk about it tomorrow."

Rubbing his bloodshot eyes, he decided that he would stop here today, and if he continued to think about it like this, it was estimated that there would be no results, so it would be better to rest first and adjust his state.

At noon the next day.

"Isn't Xiao Yi awake yet?"

"No, Mr. Yang, otherwise, I'll go to the backyard and keep guard, if Brother Yi wakes up, I'll notify you as soon as possible."

Yang Fan pondered for a moment, nodded and said:

"It's okay, that's hard for you, Xiaoting."

"It's okay, Mr. Yang."

"Well, go ahead."

When Sun Yi opened his eyes, the sun was no longer just drying his buttocks, but it was bright and a little dazzling.

A lazy waist stretched the bones all over the body "crackling", only to feel a burst of comfort, sure enough, the twenty-year-old body, after sleeping enough, all fatigue was swept away, and it was resurrected with full blood.

After a brief wash, Sun Yi dressed up neatly, and was ready to go to the company in the front yard to have a look, eat casually, and then come back to continue to study the short film.

"Brother Yi, you are awake."

As soon as Sun Yi walked out of the door, he saw his assistant Xiaoting waiting for him at the door of the corridor in the front yard.

"What's wrong?"

"Mr. Yang is looking for you."

"Brother Fan is looking for me, is there something wrong?"

"It seems that a reporter has come to interview you, and I have been waiting for a long time."

"Journalists? Okay, I see. By the way, Xiaoting, help me order a lunch, I'll go to Brother Fan first. ”

"Okay."

Walking into Yang Fan's general manager's office, Sun Yi sat on the sofa casually and asked:

"What's the situation, my General Manager Yang."

"Oh, you are really my brother, what did you do last night, you slept until noon, you are young, and your body can't stay up like this."

"What else can you do, do a script."

Hearing the word "script", Yang Fan's eyes lit up, and he instantly became interested, and he no longer paid attention to what was physical or not.

"Script, what script, there is a new project, it just so happens that the first round of sales income of "Latent" has been earned, and I am worried about how to use it."

Looking at Yang Fan's excited face, Sun Yi scolded silently in his heart.

used to be called Xiao Tiantian, but now it is called Mrs. Niu.

That's a big difference.

He didn't think about who worked for whom.

sighed at the moment, waved his hand and said to Yang Fan:

"It's a long story, it's not the project you want anyway, by the way, I heard Xiaoting say that there is a reporter to interview, and I have been waiting for a long time?."

Yang Fan was a little disappointed, thinking that Sun Yi, the donkey, could be grinding for the production team again, so he glanced at Sun Yi with disgust and said:

"Well, there is a reporter, "Nandu Entertainment", very persistent, waiting for you in the morning, I said that I would make an appointment another day, she didn't listen, she was going to die, I had to interview you today."

Sun Yi was a little puzzled, he didn't have anything worth interviewing recently, when "Fake Marriage" was first released and promoted, he had already accepted all the interviews he should have accepted, and when his reputation was polarized, he was also interviewed several times.

Although the movie has not yet been released, it has been released for more than 20 days, and the box office has come to an end, which is obviously a downward trend, and at present, the best result is about 180 million, and I have nothing worth interviewing now.

Sun Yi was puzzled, but out of respect, at least one meeting, how to say that "Nandu Entertainment" is also one of the well-known entertainment media in China, and it always has to go on face.

Sun Yi got up and was just about to go to the reporter when he met Xiaoting coming over with a lunch.

Open it and take a look, braised beef rice bowl.

Originally, the level of hunger was barely acceptable, but this look, it was bad, and the instinct emanating from the genes told him that he had to eat, Sun Yi thought about it, and estimated that this interview was not a big deal, so he simply took the meal and passed.

Come to the reception room.

There are two people in total, a man and a woman, a very traditional combination, the male is the photographer, the machine has been set up at this time, and it is being debugged, and the female is the reporter of this interview, wearing a shrewd and capable professional outfit, when she saw Sun Yi coming in, she immediately greeted her with a smile.

"Director Sun, hello, I am a reporter from "Nandu Entertainment", my name is Chen Lulu, I took the liberty to come here today to give you an interview, I don't know if you have time."

The reporter looked like he could talk, and he didn't say a word about the matter that he had been waiting for all morning, but asked Sun Yi for his time.

"There's time, but you see it." As he spoke, Sun Yi took the lunch box in his hand to Reporter Chen and said, "I just got up, and I haven't eaten lunch yet, can you give me ten minutes to eat." ”

"Of course, no problem, we will wait for you."

"Okay."

Sun Yi did not shy away from it at all, and began to feast in front of reporter Chen and photographers.

Halfway through eating, reporter Chen suddenly asked him:

"Director Sun, do you mind if we film you eating?" As he spoke, he smiled at Sun Yi and explained, "For such a young box office director, lunch is a simple braised beef rice bowl, which I think is very topical." ”

Sun Yi swallowed the beef in his mouth, thought about it, and replied:

"I don't mind, if you want to shoot it, you can shoot it."

After hearing Sun Yi's agreement, the photographer came over with the machine, and didn't let Sun Yi do anything in particular, just captured a few pictures of him eating.

Within a few minutes, Sun Yi finished eating, cleaned up briefly, wiped his mouth, adjusted his sitting posture, and then said to Chen Lulu:

"I'm fine, we can get started."

"Okay."

Chen Lulu turned her head to signal to the photographer, the interview began, and after getting a nodding reply, she turned to Sun Yi and asked:

"Director Sun, I heard that you stayed up late last night, can you ask what you were busy with last night?"

Hey, today this is to interview me about my private life?

Sun Yi cheered up a little, and he couldn't say the wrong thing in this regard.

However, he really didn't do anything last night, just stayed at his house, and simply answered truthfully.

"Well, I stayed up late last night to write the script."

Chen Lulu seemed to get the answer she wanted, smiled knowingly, and continued to ask:

"Is it the script of the short film that you are going to compete with Director Lu Chuan?"

I rub, how do they know?

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