Rebirth Group Favorite: The Movie Emperor's Wife Is Poor and Fierce

The theme that Qi Si drew for Sheng Wenyin was "Eyes".

After coming down, Sheng Wenyin went to greet his competitor, the master director with 30 years of experience.

"Hi Dao Song, my name is Sheng Wenyin."

Song Dao is an old artist, with a smile on his face, like a Maitreya Buddha, he shook hands with Sheng Wenyin: "Hello, hello."

Sheng Wenyin shyly said: "Director Song, I just entered the director's job not long ago. If I don't understand something, I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. Of course, it doesn't matter. It's a competition after all..."

"It's ok, it's okay." Song Dao was particularly easy to talk to, and he was like a spring breeze to Sheng Wenyin.

Sheng Wenyin thinks this loose guide is really nice!

I heard Director Song say: "Xiao Sheng, do you have time after filming this variety show? There is a movie book, I think the heroine must be you, let's find a time to chat?"

Sheng Wenyin didn't expect Song Dao to be nice to her, and he wanted to ask her to act in a play. Damn, she has such a damned actress-level charm!

But Sheng Wenyin could only refuse: "Director Song, I have to direct a web drama after filming a variety show. The timing may not be the same, and I have failed your kindness."

Song Dao said: "It's okay, it's okay, let's talk first, after the chat, you can act or not, but what if you want to invest?"

Sheng Wenyin: "?"

Song Dao hammered Sheng Wenyin's shoulder, and said shyly, "Stop pretending, I already know, Mr. Sheng, no, Mr. Sheng! Do you have any plans to enter the film and television investment industry?"

Sheng Wenyin: "..."

Sheng Wenyin could see it!Song Dao didn't want her to make a movie at all!He wanted to cheat her of money!

Isn't this grabbing food from beggars!

Sheng Wenyin quickly moved away from Song Dao, dragged Qisi who was surrounded tightly, and ran away!

The program team arranged a shooting studio and a director team for each director.

After He Qisi arrived at the work shed, Sheng Wenyin got to know his assistant director and several team leaders first, and then began to arrange the work in a sophisticated way: "I want three cameras for the camera position, from here, here, and If you want to take a close-up, I will make the props old, and I will send you the pictures, and you can look for it according to the feeling above, at least eight points like it..."

"Director Sheng, Director Sheng."

When the assistant director saw Sheng Wenyin's nonsense, he knew she was inexperienced, and said, "Theoretically speaking, our first step is to finalize the script first. Do you want to discuss with the screenwriting team to come up with a script?"

The three screenwriters next to him immediately stood up, waiting for Sheng Wenyin to go to the meeting with them.

Sheng Wenyin said: "I've already thought about the book, otherwise why would I ask you to prepare props?"

The assistant director was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized: "Oh, I understand, you have a script before, right?"

In this kind of impromptu topic program, there will also be a kind of contestant. They will not think of the script based on the topic they have drawn, but will modify the script they have before and force it on this topic. .

It's a bit suspected of cheating and laziness, but as long as the casing is successful, no one will say anything.

Sheng Wenyin blinked: "No, on the way here just now, I have a plot in mind. I... will give you the script tonight. You should prepare things first. Time is tight, so get moving!"

After Sheng Wenyin gave his orders, he entered his office.

Seeing the door of the office being closed, the assistant director and the three screenwriters outside were bewildered.

The three screenwriters wondered: "This... we are still here, who will write the script?"

The assistant director felt that Sheng Wenyin was probably going to cover the script, and said that it was just for face, but she smoothed things over and said: "Let's not talk about this, let's prepare. The others, start at one o'clock, and take turns to have lunch , where is the movie king? Have you gone back yet?"

The worker said: "No, King Qi disappeared after asking the direction of the cafeteria. Hey... Teacher Qi is back!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the gate, and saw Emperor Qi Ying walking in from the outside carrying a three-layer food box.

"It turns out that Emperor Qi Ying went to cook for Teacher Sheng, so considerate... What's the smell?"

Everyone began to look around.

I don't know if it's their delusion, but as King Qi approached, they always felt that there was a sour and smelly smell in the air, permeating it strangely...

Qi Si entered Sheng Wenyin's office and closed the door smoothly.

In the next second, the assistant director slapped a certain screenwriter on the head, cursing: "Did you fart just now! You almost smoked the movie king!"

The screenwriter was dumbfounded: "It's not me!"

The assistant director pointed at the others: "That's you! Tell me, who let you go! Come out and surrender yourself!"

The source of the smell is still being traced outside.

In the office, Sheng Wenyin was enjoying his lunch, and within a short while, it was all over!

Qi Si wiped her mouth with a tissue and asked, "I'm full, do you want to sleep for a while?"

Sheng Wenyin shook his head: "I don't want to take a nap anymore, I'm rushing to write the script, and then I'll cast it."

Qi Si felt distressed: "Don't be tired."

Sheng Wenyin gave Qi Si a strange look, and held his head high: "I'm a superman, I won't get tired!"

Qi Si: "..."

At six o'clock in the evening, the script was finally finished. Sheng Wenyin sent the script to the assistant director and said, "Hurry up and type it out. I will prepare the pre-production tonight and find the assistant actors. The filming will officially start tomorrow morning. The filming will start first." Inside the booth."

The assistant director looked at the content of the script, and the more he read it, the more he liked it: "It's very exciting, Director Sheng, who wrote this script?"

Sheng Wenyin said, "Me."

The assistant director smiled: "It's fine if you don't say it."

Sheng Wenyin: "..."

Sheng Wenyin sighed: "Take time to see an ENT doctor, this ear needs to be cured."

Assistant Director: "..."

It wasn't until Sheng Wenyin left that the photographer told the assistant director: "She really wrote it, and the machine is recording it. I wrote it all afternoon."

"Fuck!" The assistant director was startled: "She still has this talent!"

Nodding to the photographer: "Yes, people should not be judged by appearances, right? Seeing an honest and well-behaved person, he secretly learned to write scripts. It's really a decline in the world and moral decline."

Assistant director: "..."

That night, in the hotel room, Sheng Wenyin had been chatting with Qi Si.

Now Qi Si is her hero, and she has to adjust him well.

"This role means that your eyes can see ghosts. You are a bus driver. When you are on the night shift, you will meet all kinds of people and ghosts. In this way, you can learn how to model, how to be rough and rough. look."

Qi Si leaned back, opened up his sitting posture, and then put his legs on the coffee table, looking rough.

Sheng Wenyin was pleasantly surprised: "That's right! It's very flavorful! You're worthy of being an actor!"

Qi Si chuckled: "For performance, if you have a prototype, you can imitate it."

Sheng Wenyin asked: "Then who is your prototype?"

Qi Si said: "You."

Sheng Wenyin: "..."

Sheng Wenyin's face collapsed immediately, and he went to strangle him: "Who are you calling a rough guy! Who are you calling a rough guy!!!"

Qi Si held the girl's hand helplessly, coaxing: "I, I, it's me, is that okay?"

Sheng Wenyin pouted: "Hmph!"

As she said that, she was about to get off Qi Si's body, but in the next second, the man turned over and quickly pressed her into the sofa, with a laughing voice against her ear: "Tonight, is it okay?"

Sheng Wenyin: "..."

Sheng Wenyin hurriedly pushed him: "No!"

The man's expression remained unchanged, as if he expected her to refuse, but he was still as gentle as ever, pulled her up, touched her cheek, and said, "Okay."

He let her go and let her go.

But Sheng Wenyin didn't leave again...

Sitting in Qisi's arms, she had a mischievous look, wishing to engrave the word "guilty" on her face, and muttered, "Qisi... I have a friend...she is pregnant...do you think...she should... How can I tell her boyfriend...?"

Qi Si looked at her with a smile, and the old god asked, "Is this friend you are talking about yourself?"