The big star who started from PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds

Just now, while Ye Feng was reading the comments inside, he also had a lot of inspiration in his mind.

After he saw the word "warmth", he immediately came up with a shooting method in the zombie world about human and moral conflicts, which can also maximize emotions, the more conflicts and contradictions there are , the more it is the highlight of the whole movie.

Immediately, Yan decided to make a warm-hearted movie about zombies, so there was no rush to shoot the second part of Resident Evil.

Because of Wu Yue's matter, Ye Feng still feels that the relationship with Mina is a little stiff, he can only comfort himself, maybe after a while, he will gradually get used to it.

Ye Feng has the prototype of this movie in his mind, and then he is going to refine some of the content in it, and there are some issues about character settings and plots in it that need further polishing.

In this regard, Ye Feng and Wu Yue are somewhat similar. As long as they catch a little bit of creative inspiration in life, they will immediately record or create. Perhaps this is also a common problem of geniuses.

It just so happened that Wu Yue's affairs had come to an end for the time being, and the publicity of Resident Evil was handed over to Xiao Li. Recently, he could write the script of the next movie with peace of mind.

At this time, Ye Feng was sitting in the car waiting for the traffic light. A train passed by at a high speed on a bridge in front of him, and a bus was parked next to him. The bus was also crowded during the rush hour. people.

Ye Feng saw two old people chatting from a distance, a husband protecting a pregnant woman, and a student who had just finished school, and a plot instantly came to mind.

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Chapter 6 Twelve Creating Scripts

If it is the warmth in the zombie film, then there will definitely be a struggle about human feelings and this virus-infested world, and use this opportunity to publicize the horror of virus weapons and call for the protection of peace.

A perfect script was slowly displayed in Ye Feng's mind, just while waiting for the traffic lights.

It was roughly at the moment when the disease broke out. Since I was on the train headed for F, I wanted to escape from the world full of virus damage, and some of them were accidentally infected. Show opened.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng immediately rushed to a company and got into his office. At the same time, he told his manager, Lao Liu, not to contact him for anything this afternoon.

It's not the first time for manager Lao Liu to hear this kind of thing and request, he also nodded in agreement,

"Don't worry, Mr. Ye, as long as someone comes to me and says that you are not in the company and cannot be contacted, you can concentrate on writing the script."

Ye Feng nodded in satisfaction. As expected of his manager who has been with him for many years, he still knows him very well.

After that, Ye Feng went into the office and closed the curtains, because he always felt that a quieter and darker environment would make it easier to burst out the inspiration in his mind and create better works at once.

Perhaps this is why Ye Feng has to stay up late at night to create a perfect script almost every time. In fact, it's not because he works hard, it's just that he is more suitable in that environment.

Finally, after an afternoon of hard work, the general outline of the script has been written down. Some details still need to be slightly modified, but the general story has been completed.

However, in the script he wrote this time, zombies almost covered the entire world, so the number of zombie group performances needed was two or three times that of before, and the shooting problem was also a major obstacle in front of him.

At this time, Ye Feng suddenly thought that if his Resident Evil movie can be sold well, it means that more domestic and foreign makeup artists will pay attention to the type of zombies, and then they want to find more. Special effects makeup artist is also easier.

Another work script was completed, and Ye Feng also felt very happy in his heart. He went to the window and opened the curtains. At this time, it was already night outside, and cars and horses were rushing through this busy city.

Looking into the distance along those roads, there are towering skyscrapers. Although it is already late at night, those lights are still on, and there are countless young people who are still working overtime and desperately. On the road of dreams, I work hard.

At this time, every time Ye Feng finishes creating a work, he always looks at everything around him and has his own insights and ideas, and then summarizes his achievements and behaviors in the recent period, which can be regarded as three reflections on himself every day.

At this time, the door of the office was knocked weakly, and Ye Feng was in a good mood, so he let him in directly.

Unexpectedly, it was a manager who came in, Lao Liu said with a guilty conscience.

"Mr. Ye, Ms. Cheng Nan has been looking for you all afternoon. I did not tell you to write the script here according to your order, so she is already a little anxious now, and she is about to call the police next step. I really can't stop it. I just came in to disturb you."

At this time, Ye Feng suddenly remembered this matter, and he didn't tell Cheng Nan. He couldn't get in touch with him all afternoon, so he must be dying of anxiety.

Looking back at this old Liu, he was really business-like. Ye Feng meant not to let irrelevant people disturb his creation, but he didn't expect that he didn't even tell Cheng Nan, and Ye Feng was speechless for a moment.

But helplessly, he did this for routine. The most urgent thing now is to find Cheng Nan as soon as possible, and report his physical and mental health, and then explain quickly, otherwise it will be bad if it alerts the police.

Then Ye Feng quickly took out his mobile phone, and as expected, there were already more than 20 missed calls from Nan Nan.

Because I usually have the habit of turning my mobile phone on silent when I create, so I didn't hear his calls at all.

Ye Feng didn't hesitate, and clicked on it directly, and one of the calls called her back.

The other end of the phone was picked up almost instantly, and then Cheng Nan's very anxious voice was heard.

"Ye Feng, where are you now? I have been looking for you all afternoon and there is no sign of you. Could something have happened? Could it be that you were kidnapped, or where did you go? It's okay, I will call the police immediately to rescue you you."

From the tone of her voice, one could imagine that Cheng Nan was very anxious, and even heard a hint of crying from her tone. It seemed that this little girl was indeed very anxious.

This series of questions made Ye Feng not know how he felt for a while. There was not only a little bit of guilt, but also a little bit of anger, but more of a heart-warming feeling.

Of course, he replied to Cheng Nan immediately.

"Nannan, don't worry, don't worry, I'm in the office of the company. I have nothing to do. I've been writing a new script this afternoon. I arranged for my agent, Lao Liu, not to disturb me with other people, but I didn't expect him to even bother you." You didn’t tell me, which made you panic.”

After hearing this sentence, the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, and then there was a sigh, and Cheng Nan continued.

"So you are going to create. I said why can't I get through to your phone? Well, as long as you are fine, then I will go to the office right away. Let's go home and see Ye Qi. It's getting late. She must have been waiting a long time."

Ye Feng just hung up the phone, and in less than 2 minutes, he saw Cheng Nan running to the office out of breath. The moment he saw him, he rushed into Ye Feng's arms and gave him a big hug.

At this time, Cheng Nan's eyes were already a little teary, and she could see that she was really anxious this afternoon, maybe she had cried secretly several times somewhere, and her voice was a little choked up.

"You scared me to death. I thought something happened to you. If there is any change in your itinerary in the future, you must tell me. You can't get in touch with me without a sound. You really scared me ,do you know."

Ye Feng also knew that he did something wrong this time, he stretched out his hand and stroked Cheng Nan's back gently, and said softly.

"Nannan, I know it's my fault this time, I will definitely tell you next time, okay, don't cry, don't be wronged."

Chapter 6 Thirteen Brokers

Ye Feng also tried his best to coax Cheng Nan for a long time, so that Cheng Nan, who had been very aggrieved, calmed down a little.

"At that time, if you have anything to do, you must tell me as soon as possible. You can't disappear suddenly like this time. Do you know how worried I am about you?"

Ye Feng could only hold the girl in his arms, comforting her while stroking her back while apologizing softly.

Finally, after five or six minutes of hard work by Ye Feng, Cheng Nan slowly recovered, and it seemed that he forgave him.

Just when the two turned around and were about to leave, they realized that the manager Lao Liu who had been standing behind him was about to fossilize in place.

He originally planned to leave immediately, but because he didn't say anything, he was very entangled all the time. He was only discovered by Ye Feng after five or six minutes of being a light bulb here.

But just when the agent, Old Liu, was about to tell Ye Feng about that matter, what he got was an indifferent answer.

"I'll talk about anything tomorrow. I'm going home to accompany Ye Qi today. If it's really important, then send it to my email, and I'll read it later."

After speaking, Ye Feng led Cheng Nan and left the office without looking back.

Lao Liu, who was left in the same place, didn't know whether it was embarrassment or pain, so it was not the first time that the light bulb incident was done, but this time he was hurt again and again, even a single dog belongs to a life.

After the two left, the old Liu's back at the same place looked so desolate and humble.