Screenwriting student breaks into acting department

Chapter 391 Spicy Pork Trotters
After having dinner with Deng Shiqi, Ye Ziye's life settled down.

Go to bed at 10:30 in the evening, go out for a run with milk tea in the morning, and write scripts or songs after returning.

Until December [-]st, Zhao Ying came to Ye Ziye's house.

Ye Ziye: "I'm sorry, sister Ying, I've been writing songs and scripts for the past two days, and I haven't cleaned up."

Zhao Ying waved her hand, "It's okay, Ziye, do you have any plans for next year."

Ye Ziye shook his head, "Not yet, but it should be filming. The script I'm writing now is almost finished."

Zhao Ying said, "Midnight is like this. I'm going to record a variety show next year. It's a travel variety show. We will invite flying guests, can you?"

Ye Ziye shook her head, "Sister Ying, forget it, if you ask me to play a guest role for you, I'm sure I'll be fine, but if you're on a variety show, forget it, I don't really want to be involved in variety shows now."

Zhao Ying thought for a while, and asked Ye Ziye if it was because of Wang Junze's incident.

Ye Ziye shook her head and told Zhao Ying that she had thought about not wanting to be on a variety show for a long time. Apart from filming, she had never been on a variety show in the past two or three years.

Of course, if you regard the New Year's Eve party as a variety show, then it's a different matter. After all, the New Year's Eve party is just to go up and sing, and it only takes a few minutes.

And Ye Ziye wanted to bring better works to everyone, to increase exposure on the show, Ye Ziye felt that he didn't need it.

After understanding Ye Ziye's thoughts, Zhao Ying nodded, "Okay, it's good if you think so, then I'll invite Huang Yi."

Ye Ziye nodded. Huang Yi finished five days later than himself. A few days ago, he took a look at Weibo when he was helping Jin Chen repost a new play.

Huang Yi is staying at home in Shanghai.

"Sister Ying, can I make a call for you?"

Zhao Ying waved her hand, "No need, I have her phone number, but what script did you write, can you show me."

Ye Ziye smiled and said, "There's nothing wrong with that."

Ye Ziye turned on the computer and opened the folder.

Zhao Ying watched 23 episodes from the first episode.

After reading it, he turned his head and stared at Ye Ziye.

"Midnight, have you booked all the roles in this script?"

Ye Ziye smiled and said: "I haven't finished writing it yet, how could it be decided, I plan to find an artist within our company for this TV series first."

Zhao Ying heard Ye Ziye's words, and said with a smile: "Ziye, I think this Shengxin is very suitable for me to play."

Ye Ziye smiled and said, "Well, when the time comes to find an actor, I'll recommend you to the director first."

"Aren't you a director?"

Ye Ziye waved his hand, "Don't tease Sister Ying, I'm not qualified to be a director, besides, I don't want to worry about other things, it's too troublesome."

Zhao Ying: "But you're not in trouble, screenwriter, starring role, producer."

Ye Ziye waved his hand, "Sister Ying, I've only been a producer for a few days, so it's too tiring to be a producer."

Zhao Ying smiled, "Which one is not tired."

Ye Ziye glanced at the time, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and it was already dark outside.

Ye Ziye stood up.

"Sister Ying, eat it at my house. I make braised pork and sweet and sour pork ribs."

Zhao Ying nodded, "That's good, let's call Shang Ziyue and Yanfei."

Ye Ziye smiled and said, "The two of them don't come home until ninety o'clock every day, and they come to my place to have a late-night snack and go back to sleep. It seems that the company and the studio are very busy recently."

Zhao Ying followed Ye Ziye into the kitchen.

Leaning against the kitchen door, watching Ye Yeye take out the meat from the refrigerator.

"No matter what you say, you are also a shareholder of the company. You don't know the company at all. There is no one else as a shareholder."

Ye Ziye put the cutting board away, and then began to cut the meat. Hearing Zhao Ying's words, Ye Ziye smiled and said that he is a shareholder, and he only needs to get dividends every year, and Ye Ziye doesn't bother to care about the rest.

Zhao Ying looked at Ye Ziye, maybe in the entertainment circle, Ye Ziye was the only one like this.

Zhao Ying: "Can I help you?"

"No, I still believe in myself when it comes to cooking."

Zhao Ying: "I cook delicious food, too."

Ye Ziye looked at Zhao Ying and smiled, but as for what it meant, Zhao Ying figured it out on her own.

Zhao Ying pouted, and asked Ye Ziye where the milk tea was.

Ye Ziye pointed to the bottom.

Zhao Ying covered her mouth and looked at Ye Ziye in disbelief, "Ziye, when did you become so cruel, even the milk tea is dead, you can still be so calm."

Hearing Zhao Ying's words, Ye Ziye almost cut her finger, turned around, and looked at Zhao Ying who opened her eyes wide open and looked at her speechlessly.

"Sister Ying, please, can you please stop adding drama in your head, brain supplement, I mean the milk tea is downstairs at my assistant's and my manager's house, what are you thinking about?"

Zhao Ying laughed, a little embarrassed.

Half an hour later, Ye Ziye processed the meat and everything, and then started cooking.

After putting it on the gas stove, Ye Ziye washed her hands.

"Sister Ying, you don't have any new movies recently, and the ones you saw on TV were also made by you before."

"There is one that will be broadcast next month, called The Sound of the Waves, a romantic drama."

Ye Ziye nodded.

"By the way, who is the director of the script you are writing now, do you want me to introduce one to you?"

Ye Ziye thought for a while, then shook his head, "If director Chen Haiming has time, he will look for him. If he doesn't have time, my sister Fei will contact me when the time comes. I'm a screenwriter, and at most I can add a starring role."

Zhao Ying hugged her shoulders and laughed, no one would believe what you said.

Zhao Ying left after having a meal at Ye Ziye's house.

Ye Ziye packed up the dishes, then sat on the sofa, picked up the computer and started writing the script. According to this speed, Ye Ziye could finish the script before going to Xiaoxiang.

At 10:30 in the evening, Ye Ziyue and Pan Yanfei had just left after supper, and Ye Ziye was about to go to bed when the doorbell rang.

When I walked to the door, I saw Li Bai.

Open the corridor door for Li Bai.

After a few minutes, Li Bai came out of the elevator.

"Brother Bai, do you know what time it is?"

Li Bai waved his hand without talking nonsense to Ye Ziye, and said directly: "Zi Ye, can you make spicy pig's trotters?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"My wife is clamoring to eat pig's trotters. I don't know how to do it, so I can only come to you. Do you have pig's trotters at home?"

"There are, but they are all frozen."

"Hurry up, take it to my house."

Ye Ziye nodded dumbfounded, took out the four frozen pig's trotters from the refrigerator, put them in a bag, and went to Li Bai's house with Li Bai.

When they arrived at Li Bai's house, Ye Ziye tied the pig's trotters in a bag and put them in the water, which could speed up the thawing.

Seeing her husband dragging Ye Ziye over, Zhang Yuxin felt a little embarrassed.

"Midnight, I'm sorry I asked you to come here so late."

"It's okay, senior, Xiaobai, call Junze over to play poker. It will take a while for the pig's trotters to thaw."

(End of this chapter)