My success is all about dog food

Chapter 7 is over (what a coincidence, I also received a short message yesterday)

Zhao Yun was lightly lying on the bed, holding his mobile phone in one hand, but subconsciously fiddled with the bell hanging around his waist with the other hand.

There was a little sadness on his face.

Although the uncle said in his mouth that he had submitted manuscripts many times, what he meant was that he knew the screenwriting industry very well.

But in fact, Zhao Yunqing still saw the fact that Lu An was an outsider at a glance.

This is because, film companies hardly select projects from published mailboxes, and more often directly invite writers who are very well-known or have successful experience.

And those published mailboxes are more like decorations.

But it is not an example that the project was not approved from the receiving mailbox, but the script received from the mailbox was successfully approved and the film was successfully released.

All of them have won numerous awards and are milestones in the history of film.

What can ordinary people do easily?

And Lu An, such a person with no reputation and no qualifications, wants to use this method...

It is too difficult.

As for why Zhao Yunqing knew so clearly?

Because Zhao Wenying, the helm of Beifeng Films, is his father, and under the influence of his ears and eyes, he knows more or less about these things.

But now what Zhao Yunqing is struggling with is whether to call his father and ask them to focus on Lu An's script.

But for any script that has been greeted, the difficulty of project approval will be greatly reduced.

As long as it is evaluated and profitable, the project will be approved.

However, if he called his father, wouldn't he be arrested for sure?
Zhao Yunqing was in a dilemma, and it was difficult to make a decision for a while.

……

Lu An was very surprised. He didn't understand why Beifeng Films didn't reply to him with such a good script.

What Lu An didn't know was that several copies of his script had already been printed out and distributed on every table in the conference room of Beifeng Films.

It was clearly late at night, but the conference room was full of people.

"The script "The Shawshank Redemption" received in the mailbox is what you have at hand. I will give you half an hour to read it, and then start to evaluate it."

A deep voice sounded in the meeting room.

……

When I woke up the next day, I was still the first to check my mailbox.

Lu An's eyes widened suddenly, showing an unread email.

I clicked in excitedly, and found out that it was a spam, promoting the game.

"Oh." Lu An was a little disappointed, but he had no other choice but to continue to wait.

Thinking about it from another angle, if the manuscript has not been rejected, it proves that there is still a chance!

"Uncle, have you passed your script?" Zhao Yunqing asked immediately after seeing Lu An.

"No news yet." Lu An said helplessly.

"Oh, come on, uncle."
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Although the two have only been together for a few days, they are already quite familiar with each other.

Lu An was preparing the dough for today in the back kitchen, while Zhao Yunqing was cleaning up in front.

"Buzz." Lu An's cell phone vibrated suddenly in his trouser pocket.

First, he tidied up the work at hand, then Lu An shook his hands, dried his hands with the rag next to him, and took out the phone from his trouser pocket.

It's mail!
Lu An had a premonition that this email was a reply to his contribution.

Whether you can pass the manuscript depends on this email.

Lu An's mood was inevitably a little excited, and he clenched his fists hard. Lu An unlocked the phone and clicked on the email.

Quickly scanned the contents of the email, then locked the screen, put the phone back into his pocket, and took a deep breath.

Then I found that one breath seemed not enough.

So Lu An took several deep breaths, and then he calmed down slowly.

Take the phone out again.

Obviously he already knew the result, but Lu An still clicked on the mailbox again, and read the text of the email carefully again.

"Dear Mr. Lu, we have received your script. After evaluation, it meets our project approval standards. Please contact our company at the following phone number."

Holding the mobile phone in his hand, Lu An walked out from the back kitchen, shouting loudly as he walked:

"Yunqing, Yunqing."

"Uncle, what's the matter?" Zhao Yun looked at the excited Lu An lightly, not knowing what happened.

Suddenly, Zhao Yunqing had a guess in his mind.

Lu An's next words also confirmed Zhao Yunqing's guess.

"My script passed!"

Lu An finally spit out these words.

After hearing Lu An's words, Zhao Yunqing's eyes widened instantly.

I didn't expect that Uncle's script had really passed!

Doesn't that mean that the script written by the uncle can also be compared with those highly famous movie plots in the history of movies?
Zhao Yunqing did not expect that this ordinary-looking uncle in front of him actually had such a high talent hidden in his body.

"Congratulations uncle!" Zhao Yunqing was also happy for Lu An, and smiled and sent his blessings to Lu An.

"Hey." Lu An suddenly felt a little silly at this moment.I don't know what to say.

After so many years of hard work, the draft was suddenly passed and the film could be made. The excitement in my heart can be said to be indescribable.

"Uncle, please eat." Zhao Yun asked softly
"No problem." Lu An naturally agreed.

After getting the answer he wanted, Zhao Yunqing turned his head and prepared to continue cleaning up.

Seeing Zhao Yunqing's movements, Lu An asked a little strangely: "Yunqing, what are you doing?"

"Mopping the floor." Zhao Yunqing replied as a matter of course: "Aren't you going to do business later?"

"What a waste of time." Lu An said in a rare foul language: "I'm happy today, take a day off."

After thinking about it, Lu An added: "Salary will be paid as usual."

"Uncle is awesome!" Zhao Yunqing raised his hands happily and said.

Next, Lu An moved a chair and sat at the door.

As soon as he saw regular customers coming, Lu An got up and said:

"Sorry, take a day off today."

The regular customers who come to the door will usually ask curiously: "Why do you take a day off?"

Lu An would say in a very reserved and indifferent voice: "Ah, my script is finished today, and I'm going to make a movie later, so I'll take a day off."

Regular customers who heard this would smile and congratulate.

When Lu An heard this, he was even happier, and then he took out a bottle of drink from the refrigerator in the store and handed it to the customer:

"I'm happy today, please drink."

Welcoming and sending off, almost all the familiar guests who came to visit on weekdays came once.

Lu An watched that the time was almost up, then waved to Zhao Yun lightly and said:

"Let's go and eat delicious food."

"Okay!" Zhao Yunqing had been waiting a long time ago, answered, and then walked out behind Lu An.

　The site is short, why not take a day off to celebrate?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)