The Golden Age of China Entertainment

There are indeed many good scripts in my memory, but I have to think carefully about the ones I can take out right now.

Yi Qing really wanted to take it out and shoot it, but the investment in war dramas is no less than that in historical dramas.

Furthermore, Teacher Li Youbin is still too young.

Zhu Kaishan, Yi Qing can ask Mr. Ma Jingwu to act, but Li Yunlong can't do it, Li Yunlong can only be Li Youbin, if it is someone else, no one can act with such vigor.

Historical dramas, war dramas, these kinds of dramas that have too much investment are all passed first, and Yi Qing doesn't want to do TV dramas with rural themes, so there are only period dramas like this.

The investment can't be too little, and the pattern can't be too small.

After much deliberation, Yi Qing found several alternatives, but she still couldn't decide which one to write.

Just when he was hesitating, Chen Xiaoer actually found him. Of course, he didn't come in person. After all, at this time, he should also start preparing for the sketch for the Spring Festival Gala. People all over the country are counting on him It's a sketch for New Year's Eve dinner.

Chen Xiaoer didn't know where he got the phone, so he directly called the crew's location.

He asked Yi Qing for one thing, the script!

"Xiao Yi, I've had too much free time for the past six months. When will the new script you promised me be written?"

Yi Qing thought about it for a while, but she didn't remember when she promised Chen Xiaoer to write a new script.

The work of the crew has finally become a little easier. Now I finally have time to visit my wife occasionally, and I have to think about what to shoot for the next TV series, so I don’t have time to write a movie script.

But in the end, Yi Qing couldn't stand Chen Xiaoer's soft-heartedness, this bald man was too annoying.

"Okay, when I go back to the capital next time, we two brothers will discuss this matter together."

After finally dealing with Chen Xiaoer, Yi Qing has to hurry up and think about what to film in the next TV series.

Soon Yi Qing had an idea, and even couldn't wait to write the script as soon as possible, so that she was a little distracted when she handed in her homework at night.

After finishing his work, Fu Yiwei waited for his daughter-in-law to fall asleep, Yi Qing got out of bed, put on some clothes, sat at the table, brewed for a while, spread out the manuscript paper and started writing.

Once a person concentrates on doing something, his efficiency will definitely soar.

Yi Qing's full attention was now on the pen, and he didn't even notice that Fu Yiwei was woken up by his rustling sound of writing.

Fu Yiwei woke up startled, as if there was no one around him and was startled, he sat up and saw that Yi Qing was sitting at the desk with him writing something.

Curious, she got out of bed, and now behind Yi Qing, she looked at the manuscript paper.

When Shen Songshan heard that Tong Fengquan had come out, he stopped: "I don't blame him, I didn't let him call you, it's okay, your little orchid tastes good, I'm sweating after drinking it."

Tong Fengquan hurriedly greeted: "Sit, sit, it's not easy to come here, there is no reason to go! Erkui, the tea has been spilled and re-brewed."

Shen Songshan took out the snuff bottle, put smoke into his nose with his eyes closed, inhaled, and sneezed out, tears in his eyes from comfort.

"It's a good British product, it's rare." After Tong Fengquan finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to untie the blue bag, "What a good thing, I brought it, but I want to take it away, Erkui, close the street door, and don't let strangers in. .”

Shen Songshan remained calm: "No need, shopkeeper Tong's stuff is not good, so don't make fun of you."

It is a broken Shang Dynasty Zun.

Tong Fengquan carefully looked at the green embroidery on the surface, and gently flipped through the bottom.

Shen Songshan looked at him from the corner of his eye.

Tong Fengquan stared intently for a while, then his eyes drifted away, and he sat there picking snuff and did not speak.

Seeing that Tong Fengquan was silent, Shen Songshan immediately understood, and stood up to tie the fur wrap.

"Hey! This smoke is really strong, shopkeeper Shen is not all wrong, the mouth on the top and one ear are real, and the bottom is connected behind. If it is sold, it can be deceived."

Tong Fengquan said while blowing his nose, couldn't hide his gloat, and always wanted to laugh.

"What about writing a new script?"

Yi Qing was enjoying writing, when he heard someone talking suddenly, he almost scratched the paper.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Fu Yiwei, with an inexplicable smile on his face, and suddenly felt a little guilty.

"Ah! I can't sleep and write and play."

"Hmph, did you think about this just now?"

"No."

Yi Qing quickly denied that when she was doing business with her daughter-in-law, she was thinking of other things?

If you admit this, you will definitely die in a terrible way.

"No really, just not sleepy."

"Aren't you sleepy?" Fu Yiwei smiled, "If you're not sleepy, just make up for it."

Ever since he got married, Fu Yiwei was completely unblocked. Sometimes when he started driving, Yi Qing, an old driver, couldn't keep up.

"That, just now~~~"

"You still have the nerve to say that just now, you really thought I didn't feel it, don't you, don't talk nonsense, hurry up."

Saying this, she turned and went to bed, and slapped it hard, just like flipping a sign. Yi Qing dared not refuse. When she got up, she only had time to write five large characters on the top of the first page of the manuscript paper: Fragrance of Sophora japonica in May.

Chapter 316 The Fragrance of Sophora Flower in May

"Hu~~"

"Oh~~~"

Su Niangniang was very pleased with Yi Qing's knowledge that she could correct her mistakes, and her quality and quantity of service was guaranteed. From the rhythm just now, she felt the sincerity of the service provider.

Yi Qing is so tired!The more the fields are plowed, the fatter they become, but the more the cattle are used, the thinner they become

It seems that the characteristics of energy interaction cannot be demonstrated everywhere.

"What kind of story did you just write? I just read a little bit!"

Fu Yiwei, who had just been greatly satisfied in life, suddenly began to care about Yi Qing's new script.

Yi Qing wanted to cry after hearing this.

Daughter-in-law, it would be better if your three views of focus are always so positive, and don't keep thinking about those small activities that easily kill your man's fighting spirit.

"I asked you something, what do you think?"

Yi Qing was taken aback, fearing that Fu Yiwei would have any more unreasonable thoughts, she quickly replied: "A story of love and hatred surrounding Liulichang in the capital."