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Chapter 222: Inner Volume

Saturday, March 9.

Zhao Xiaoyun arrived at the CCTV building early in the morning and found the director and producer of the "Hou Wave" program team, and tactfully proposed to increase the "thickness" of the "computer" screenwriter team.

In the small conference room, the director and producer showed confusion expressions.

Zhao Xiaoyun explained: "That's right. I made a post-match summary after the last competition. I think the most fundamental thing about a good film is the story. Other actors, cameras, art, etc. are all serving the story. My film is good in other aspects, but the story is a bit weak. Chen Fuguo and Su Ye's team did a good job in this regard, so I want to strengthen it in the story."

To translate it into human words, I want the program team to get me two more awesome screenwriters.

After all, Zhao Xiaoyun, as an actor, has no team. In order not to embarrass her, the program team specially matched her with a pretty good crew, and even provided a director, calling her the director Zhao Xiaoyun, but in fact, it was the director who directed the show most of the time.

The producer said: "We have matched you with the best screenwriter team. Other directors have their own teams. If you know a good screenwriter, you can invite the other party to join by yourself."

Zhao Xiaoyun pouted: "What's the best screenwriter team? The best one is clearly given to Su Ye. Is he so young and has preferential treatment? I'm changing with him..."

Start acting cute.

Hey~

The director couldn't hold it in and said, "We didn't assign a screenwriter to Su Ye. He led the team to participate in the competition, just like other directors."

Zhao Xiaoyun: "There is such a good screenwriter in the Southwest Circle? I don't believe it."

Producer: "There is no screenwriter in Su Ye's crew. The script was written by himself, and the storyboard manuscript was also drawn by him."

Zhao Xiaoyun was skeptical: "The behind-the-scenes of the show are true? How could he be so powerful..."

The director complained: "Otherwise, why do you think Liu Andy wanted to invite Su Ye to participate in the competition in person?"

Zhao Xiaoyun was still unwilling to believe it, but she also understood that she could not get any benefits from the program team, so she left depressedly and took out her phone to shake the person.

She has been acting for so many years, and of course she knows many good screenwriters.

In the last round, with her star effect, the film had a good box office reputation, so she believed that as long as she could do a better job in the story, she would have a chance to defeat Su Ye.

Anyway, Su Ye, like her, can't direct the show.

...

On the other hand, Li Xiang invited someone to have tea in a tea room, and he was playing with bracelets in his hands, looking cynical.

A middle-aged man with a low appearance sat opposite him. He had almost no characteristics on him. The only thing that was unique was his long and soft hair.

Li Xiang took a sip of tea and said, "I made a mistake... I thought it was not difficult to play this show. At most, Chen Fuguo could put me some pressure. I was not afraid of Peng Jie or anything else. He played his art films and made my commercial films, and there was no conflict. Unexpectedly, Su Ye broke out halfway."

The middle-aged man frowned slightly: "That kid who came to gilt?"

Li Xiang: "Hey... it's still gilded! That's real gold! It's so jealous, and it almost blinds my dog's eyes."

Middle-aged man: "He did a good job?"

Li Xiang suddenly didn't know what to say, so he touched his bald head.

Middle-aged man: "Good shot?"

Li Xiang: "Tell you this way, you know how confident I am. But after watching his movie, my confidence was shaken, and a sense of shame arose! I was ashamed of 500 million yuan in box office. I want to win back this game, otherwise I wouldn't ask you, Lao Wu, to help me. The weakest thing on my side is art, and the texture of the movie is worse than that of others."

This old Wu, named Wu Qifeng, is a film art director. He has worked with Li Xiang in the movie "Unexpected".

When Lao Wu saw Li Xiang talking seriously, he couldn't help but laugh: "Are you too sensitive? What good movie can a sixteen-year-old kid make? Over-interpretation, right?"

Just waiting for your words.

Li Xiang turned over and took out his notebook, opened it, and broadcast "Moving Forward with Weight" to Lao Wu.

This film was copied by Li Xiang on the crew yesterday, saying it was for internal reference and signed a confidentiality agreement.

After just a few minutes, Lao Wu fell into deep thought.

Li Xiang said leisurely: "A few days ago, Mr. Yang He, the art director of "Walking Weights", just won the Best Art Award for the Golden Flower TV Festival. When speaking, he said that he would enter the film industry in the future. It seems that he is preparing to win the Best Art Award for a movie!"

Old Wu's face suddenly looked ugly.

He was also a bad luck. He was nominated for Best Art Award nine times in the film he participated in, but never won the award once.

...

Star Entertainment Media.

Chen Xinghe comforted his nephew in the office: "Great country, relax. We are not going to fight for the 60 million this time..."

Chen Fuguo: "It's already more than 70 million."

Chen Xinghedao: "That's not much. I asked you to play "The Next Wave" just to increase your popularity. After the show, I will invest 100 million to make a movie. How about it? I will give you the best screenwriter and the best resources."

Chen Fuguo shook his head: "No! You don't understand. I can lose to Li Xiang and Peng Jie, but I can't lose to others, especially Su Ye."

"Why? Everyone is my own people. Ono and I don't know each other until we fight..."

"How can a director who is a professional director lose to that kind of wild director?"

"What do you want?"

"Prepare a good producer for me, and the kind who has made many feature films, can improve my film level."

"That's so wasteful..."

"Oh! Then I'll go find my aunt."

"Not to say, I'll give you a few candidates, you can choose it yourself."

“It’s almost the same.”

"Damn it! Why can you all control me?"

After cursing, Chen Xinghe called Su Ye: "What are you fucking ¥%*#@¥#...Hey? Who are you?"

Xichuan dialect came from the other end of the phone: "My name is Xiao Qiang. The dynasty and Ma Hanzhong of the dynasty around Ye Ge, Ye Ge asked me to tell you. Chen Tuzi, I said your mother! Dig it out quickly!"

Beep ~

Hi, so angry!

Chen Xinghe looked at Lebichidian who was picking people with information, and felt a deep sense of powerlessness: "Is there anyone named Xiao Qiang in Su Ye's crew?"

Chen Fuguo woke up and said, "No! There is no such person in the main creator. Could it be... he also invited strong support? This person named Xiao Qiang must be very powerful."

Chen Xinghe was speechless.

I just took a variety show, is it like this?

As for.

The incollect has begun.

Director Zhang Guodong asked the teacher from the Film Academy to help.

Even Peng Jie expanded the crew and added more than a dozen new staff members.

Of course, Su Ye has not yet realized the inclination, but his crew has already started working.

In fact, after Su Ye brought the script and storyboard manuscript of the new short film last night, Yang Daxian's art group started to turn it on.

That afternoon, Su Ye brought Wang Chao Ma Han and Xiao Qiang to CCTV's Shorts Building to prepare to record the second round of "The Next Wave".
Chapter completed!
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