N-M Chapter 837 Scumbag
Chapter 837 Scumbag
Chapter 837 Scumbag
Zhou Hao is fine.
It was just a breakup, he was depressed for a while at first, but it lasted less than a day, and then Zhou Hao was fine, really fine, so much so that Zhou Hao felt like a scumbag. Others would be desperate and in agony after a breakup, but why was it that he just played a few games with Jiang Yang and then went to the ball, could it be that he and Jiang Yang were true love?
broken.
Zhou Hao quickly drove this thought out of his mind.
He doesn't dare to be the big boss's love rival.
and--
He has a normal orientation.
On the day he broke up, he asked Su Mei out for a drink.
Su Mei had been avoiding him after he got a girlfriend, but they made an appointment to go out together that day. In order to show that he was not a scumbag, Zhou Hao pretended to be drunk and drank several glasses of wine. He was not drunk to the point of losing consciousness, but his body was limp but he was still conscious. When Su Mei sent him home, he leaned on her. Really, at that moment, the fragrance of Su Mei invaded his nose and his body, and he suddenly felt that as long as Su Mei was by his side, even death would not be scary to him. But the feeling of being so close but not being able to get her made him feel sadder than a broken heart.
Before Zhou Hao lost consciousness, he felt that he was indeed a scumbag.
then--
Zhou Hao is fine.
He stopped answering calls from his ex-girlfriend and devoted himself to his work. He was busy looking for a director for "Our Group" and a screenwriter for Jiang Yang.
then.
He was stumped.
Given Li Yu's status in the entertainment industry, it wouldn't be a problem to invite a top screenwriter to check on Jiang Yang.
The problem is -
Jiang Yang has almost finished writing the script, and only the endings of a few episodes are left to be written.
You should find a screenwriter who is in your opinion, a big-name screenwriter with a good reputation, to continue your script. Anyone with a name or not would feel it is a loss of face. As for the screenwriters who are not in your opinion, they would like to participate, but Zhou Hao is worried. The script was so well written in the beginning, if it fell apart in the last few episodes, the whole show would fall apart too, which would be too much of a loss.
Just when Zhou Hao was scratching his head, Li Liang returned and brought good news.
He has a screenwriter in mind.
Bian He.
When he was young, he followed a famous screenwriter and wrote a TV series about the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895. He presented the stories before, during and after the war, from the intrigues of emperors and generals, the military service of generals, to the birth and death of sailors to the audience from a very unique perspective. In that era when only television could provide entertainment, it caused quite a stir.
The TV series also won an award.
Bian He also entered the entertainment industry with the help of this award.
At the beginning, he worked with famous screenwriters, but most of their works were tepid, after all, hits are rare. Later, he refused to be inferior to others and was dug out to do his own work. Investors still asked him to write anti-Japanese dramas. At this time, he wrote a very good anti-Japanese drama called One Man's War of Resistance. It tells how a poor boy from the mountains was drafted into the army and sent to the battlefield, and how he gradually grew from a deserter and defeated soldier who had no knowledge of national hatred or family hatred, but only knew how to be greedy for life and afraid of death, and whose catchphrase was "Why?", to a brave soldier.
Li Liang thought it was very good.
Write about real people.
however--
Li Liang thought it was useless.
This TV series was not a box office hit and not many people praised it.
later.
Bian He became just like everyone else, so much so that when Li Liang paid attention to his works again some time later, he was surprised to find that he had been possessed by another spirit.
but--
The vivid cannon fodder in Jiang Yang's script reminded Li Liang of the minor characters in Bian He's works, so he recommended him to Zhou Hao.
Zhou Hao watched Bian He's TV series in succession and found that some of the characteristics in Bian He's scripts were exactly what Jiang Yang wrote in his scripts.
Even those failed TV shows have these characteristics.
Obviously Bian He is good at writing this.
I just don't know if these were not popular, or if the crew and the director made some random changes, causing him to not write like that later on. And then the more he wrote, the more twisted his writing became, the less original he became, the more ordinary he became, and the more he failed.
Zhou Hao made the decision: "It's him!"
He asked Huang Mou to contact Bian He.
Bian He is Old Bian.
He has a companion who is also a screenwriter, but he was eliminated by the times and now starts an online ride-hailing business.
Some time ago.
Just when "Our Group" was decided by Kyoto TV, Lao Bian, who was more concerned about participation, talked about Jiang Yang with an enviable look on his face with the online car-hailing driver. He envied Jiang Yang for marrying a good wife, being the boss as soon as he debuted, and not allowing anyone to change the written script even if they had a fucking objection. Unlike them, out of the 100 people in the project team, 99 of them wanted the screenwriter to change the script.
of course.
Although he was envious, Lao Bian felt that he was not bad at all.
He also married a good wife who was a good cook and supported his family.
just now.
He was no longer good at writing scripts, so his wife took him out to open a small restaurant. He helped out every day, greeting customers and collecting cash. Although he couldn't become rich, he was doing pretty well.
This is not.
I took an online taxi to bring a passenger here, so I came to see him.
It's not dinner time now, so there aren't many customers.
The two of them ordered some side dishes, drank and chatted, feeling very comfortable.
"Hey."
Lao Bian asked the online car-hailing company, “Do you still write scripts?”
"No."
He was so tired from driving every day that he had no energy to write. "But I do have a lot of inspiration."
Lao Bian asked him to speak.
When these people meet, they often talk about their thoughts and ideas about the script. Sometimes they get so happy that they forget about time.
But this time——
It’s quite embarrassing to talk about online ride-hailing.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m no longer in this business and have lost the constraints, but the idea of online car-hailing is a bit unrestrained: “Look at the Americans. In World War I and World War II, there were superheroes everywhere. They were either technological, biological, or cheating, and they could do anything. We feel that it’s no use tearing a Japanese soldier apart with our bare hands, and the sky is falling. If you ask me, who cares? It’s better to let go of ourselves and create a superhero to fight the Japanese soldier…”
"Uh--"
Lao Bian never thought that online ride-hailing services would be so unconventional. “Will Tokyo be flattened one day?”
Online car-hailing: "If there is too much water, add noodles, if there is too much noodles, add water. It's not like those devils did human experiments before. They created some biochemical monsters and evil weapons. It's reasonable for them to be controlled by the evil organization of the Nine-Headed Snake, right?"
Lao Bian: "You rejected it during the review."
Online car-hailing: …
He hung his head, he was a little too excited.
Online car-hailing: "What about you?"
Lao Bian also had some ideas: "I plan to write about my family's small restaurant."
The online car-hailing service didn’t understand: “What’s so good about your little restaurant?”
Lao Bian pointed outside the door with his chopsticks, "Do you know what this place is? It's the largest community in Asia, with a larger permanent population than the county town where you came from..."
every day.
These people come from all over the country, of different ages and genders, with different dreams, different aspirations, and different helplessness. They come to the store at different times, talk about different jobs, complain about different bosses, order different meals, make phone calls in different dialects, and tell the same lies to comfort different parents.
"Have you seen this menu——"
Lao Bian showed the online taxi driver the menu posted on the wall. There were about fifty or sixty dishes, but this still could not satisfy the customers' tastes. Because their restaurant has good food, they gradually have regular customers, and regular customers now order dishes that are not on the menu.
Each of these stomachs has a story.
Although they are all stories of ordinary people, they are worth writing down.
The online car-hailing company knew that Lao Bian was good at writing about minor characters and also liked to write about this, "but I was afraid that no one would invest in it."
Today's modern dramas don't even depict the lives of ordinary people.
Investors prefer to invest in scripts that focus on all the social hot spots together, where the protagonist and the people around him criticize them crazily, and poke at some point of the audience, making them climax and causing heated discussions.
Old Bian's wife came out to serve them food: "One of you drives a car, and the other runs a restaurant. Just write it for fun. What's the point of review and investment? Do you really want to make it?"
It really is.
The two of them clinked their glasses with a smile.
Then--
Lao Bian's cell phone rang.
Lao Bian continued to clink glasses with one hand and took the phone to his ear with the other hand. Then the person on the other end said a few words and Lao Bian said "Oh shit" and spilled the wine.
Lao Bian: “Who?”
Huang Mou: "Jiang Yang, Li Yu's husband."
then--
Huang Mou repeated that Jiang Yang had a script he wanted to collaborate with, and if he was interested, he could come to the company for an interview.
Lao Bian felt it was real, but was afraid it was true, so he quickly agreed: "Okay, okay."
Huang Mou then arranged a time with him, "I will text you the company address later, and you can call me when you arrive. My name is Huang Mou, please remember it."
After hearing the "beep" sound from the other end of the phone, Lao Bian didn't come to his senses.
The online car-hailing service was curious: "Who is it?"
Lao Bian repeated what was said on the other end of the phone.
"I go!"
As soon as I put down the online ride-hailing car, I was told, “Your luck is about to change!”
He asked Lao Bian to mark the cell phone number immediately.
Jiang Yang!
This is Jiang Yang!
His wife is the devil!
Those stars who used to ask them to change the scripts are just Karami in front of her.
She has plenty of money and a wide network of contacts, and any director she introduces to someone is better than any other director they have worked with before.
He told Lao Bian to seize this opportunity.
so--
Whether he can make it back to the entertainment industry after ten years of ups and downs, all depends on Lao Bian.
however--
Lao Bian hesitated when marking the name.
"what happened?"
The online taxi driver looked at the name he typed out: "Huang? Did you remember it wrong?"
This is obviously the name that appears in the crime news.
Old Bian hesitated even more.
He was just so absorbed in shock, joy and doubt that he didn't really care about the name.
then--
Lao Bian’s note: Assistant Huang.