Diamond company shoots commercials, you shoot Titanic

Let’s talk about the screen.

Just after saying that it was easy to fold, Thirteenth Lang really wanted to fold it.

The beating incident spread, and his colleagues felt that he was arrogant and looked down on others.

After the war, there were still no troupes looking for him to write scripts.

Thirteenth Lang waited and waited. Finally, the screenwriter of a theater troupe ran away with the rich woman. The theater troupe could not find anyone and asked him to come over and adapt the script.

The original script was that the orangutan king raped a common girl, and a beautiful girl gave birth to a baby orangutan. Eighteen years later, she cut down a mountain to save her mother.

This beastly version of the Lotus Lantern immediately made Thirteenth Lang feel numb. Half lying on a chair, he asked the class leader: "Why don't you write about the crab beauty causing trouble in the Crystal Palace, Gandhi meeting Xi Tzu, and Hitler dreaming of Lin Xiangru?"

…

Two girls sitting next to the two ministers of Lezhong laughed softly when they saw this.

"Hahahaha, this is also ironic now, right?"

"I think it's quite interesting, like Voldemort and Lin Daiyu."

"Um...you mean homemade ones, right? These are okay. If a big company takes so much money, can't they make some good movies? Especially the Lezhong guy in the building next door, he's a piece of shit."

Minister Liu and Minister Zhang next to them looked at each other, and they both saw full of helplessness in each other's eyes.

If I had known that this film was satirizing us, I wouldn't have come to watch it.

Watching a movie and getting scolded was really satisfying.

Minister Liu whispered: "It doesn't matter if you earn money on your knees. That's money!"

Minister Zhang shook his head and sighed: "That's right, I'm a worker."

Minister Liu pointed to the gorilla on the screen and asked, "Do you know why orangutans stopped evolving?"

"Why?"

"Because I have to go to work if I evolve again."

Director Zhang covered his forehead and smiled helplessly, "Stop talking, I'll take the photo, okay?"

On the screen, it was changed by Thirteenth Lang.

The plot becomes - Hua Dan persuades the orangutan to practice martial arts to protect her family and country.

"Women are better than men, and animals are loyal and courageous."

This time it was the class leader who was stupid.

The war is over, how can anyone watch such a thing? The play must be written in a strange way to attract attention.

Faced with this request, Thirteenth Lang cursed and turned to leave.

Life was getting worse and worse. At this moment, his niece Mei came to him and asked him to write a script. The two parties agreed on what he would write and what Mei Xian would act.

But the script was still changed by the director.

The original story was that the boyfriend went to the battlefield to defend his family and the country, but his girlfriend committed suicide because she did not want to be humiliated by the enemy soldiers.

The director changed it to - her boyfriend suddenly came back and brought her back to life with a gentle kiss.

Thirteenth Lang was so angry that he yelled: "What a rubbish director, you don't pay attention to the script at all! Writing, directing and acting, the screenwriter comes first at all times. The script is the basis of a play, if you don't understand, don't pretend, just change careers." Bar!"

"I am the director and I have the right to change the script."

"If you write such a childish script, the audience will make fun of it, and they will also make fun of me."

…

In the screening room of Oriental Media.

Fang Rong was still laughing at the Snow White-like plot of a medical miracle, but after hearing these words, his smile gradually disappeared.

Damn it, here comes the shirking of responsibility! Here comes the buck-passing!

He was surprised why Comrade Xiao Chen didn't pass the blame this time.

Co-wrote a movie with him to take the blame? !

Yesterday, "Legend of Sword and Fairy" was almost wiped out.

Today, in his movie "Thirteen Sons of the South China Sea", it was said that the director changed the script, and everyone criticized the screenwriter, but in fact it was not the screenwriter's fault, but the director's fault.

Ah, so annoying.

You only have one life, and there is more than one thing that can kill you.

Fang Rong quickly patted Chen Xiao and said, "Hey, hey, hey, we agreed. If any netizen says that I changed the script, I will clarify it directly."

"Just clarify."

Fang Rong breathed a sigh of relief and asked curiously: "The lyrics are so ruthless, who changed your script? Lao Lei?"

"No one has changed."

"Then why are you filming this?"

"Purpose? I remember the last sentence of your old movie."

Fang Rong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.

I remembered it - dedicated to all screenwriters for mutual encouragement.

No wonder he wasn't afraid. Now, other screenwriters and directors will be afraid.

It can already be imagined that various film and television companies will definitely start a bloody storm tonight, right?

Thanks to his stable status, he has a bunch of film and television awards, cultural heritage awards, and the Ministry of Culture as his backer. Otherwise, I am afraid that I will be ostracized by the collective, right?

Thinking of this, Fang Rong felt a small version of himself appear on the left side of his head, with a halo above his head and a pair of white wings behind his back. He shook his head and sighed: "Hey, Fang Rong, you deserve to die... How could you think that just now? How dare you do such slander. A great artist whose art speaks for itself?”

A version of himself with a pair of sharp horns appeared on the right, holding a harpoon, and flew over to give him a slap in the angel form, "Are you stupid? Wake up! Think of Min Hongqian, think of Yan Wei! Just be a little bit cowardly, Stop being obsessed with him and jump out to use him as a gun. He just talked to you about a dog. There is definitely something wrong with that dog. If there is no problem, I will pull the horn off the head and use it as a ball! "

The little man in angel form held his stomach and laughed: "Football? Hahaha, it's so funny."

Fang Rong shook his head and glanced at Chen Xiao's eyes.

The angel-shaped villain above his head was instantly wiped out.

OK, jealousy makes people sober. The favorability instantly turned negative, which is quite rational.

…

He was rational, but Thirteenth Lang, who was running into obstacles everywhere, was a little confused.

Thirteenth Lang pawned his belongings and got a ticket back to Yangcheng.

With a stubble on his face, he was carrying a suitcase and wearing dusty old sneakers as he rushed towards the train station. As soon as he stepped onto the road, he was knocked to the ground by a car.

He quarreled with the driver.

Sad and heavy piano music played.

An elegant lady got out of the car, urged the driver to leave quickly, looked at him and said hello: "Sir, are you okay?"

Thirteenth Lang struggled to get up from the ground, "You are great if you have money?"

As soon as the words came out, Thirteenth Lang was stunned and stood up slowly.

This woman turned out to be Lily, his first love.

As he got closer, the sound of the piano actually became cheerful.

The scene changed and his fantasy appeared on the screen.

He was wearing a neat white suit, elegant and chic, "Lily~"

"Jiang Yuliu, is it really you?"

"Are you OK?"

"I just came back from abroad, how about you?"

"I'm very busy too. I have to write Cantonese operas and movie scripts. Everyone asks me to write, so I'm very busy." As they chatted, he lay leisurely on the hood of the car.

…

"Hahahahaha, how can you make the photo so funny?"

In the screening room of Oriental Media, Qi Mu burst out laughing. When he turned his head and saw Chen Xiao, his expression changed from hee hee to not hee hee.

At the same time, the music suddenly paused and returned to reality.

Thirteenth Lang's hair was messy and his clothes were wrinkled and covered with stains and dust. He looked at Lily reluctantly, "Why?"

At this moment, a short middle-aged foreign man got out of the car.

Thirteenth Lang stepped forward eagerly and asked Lily, "Are you married? Tell me, are you married?"

The driver stepped forward and pushed him to the ground. The pair of glasses he had worn for more than 20 years fell to the ground and broke the lenses.

The man took out a banknote and handed it to the driver, "Give him the money and let him find a doctor."

Lily looked at Thirteenth Lang, "I seem to have seen him somewhere."

The man pushed her and said, "The streets are full of beggars. Come on, get in the car."

The driver walked up to Thirteenth Lang who was lying on the ground with the banknotes, looked into his eyes, folded the banknotes in half, put them in his trouser pocket, and turned around to leave.

Amidst the deep and spacious music, a string of strings passed through, bringing the hearts of everyone in front of the screen to the bottom.

"Oh my God." Qi Mu had goosebumps all over his body.

This action of carrying money made him feel as if he was instantly chilled from head to toe.

A world of cannibalism.

Every movement has two words written on it: "eating people".

He looked at the screen, turned his body slightly, and said to Chen Xiao: "Brother, I suddenly feel that the word 'Brother Dao' is not worthy of you at all. Compared with the plot, this name is too superficial...full of cannibalism." Words.”

Fang Rong interrupted: "Is that called a piranha? An ogre?"

Chen Xiao looked at the screen speechlessly.

I really regret sitting with them.

I also suddenly missed Xiaobai very much.

If Xiaobai were here, he would probably say to him, Master, the genius is on the left, the madman is on the right, you sit in the middle, you are the emperor!

Everyone is happy.

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ps: If you watch this movie, I recommend going to Bizhan to watch the ultra-clear restored version posted by an up creator. Youkuli's version is a high-blur version, and the sound quality is not good either. The viewing experience is a bit different. (*❛ᴗ❛*)