Let you act, you serve your sentence in the entertainment industry

Actually, Su Bin did think about asking Li Yitong for help.

But he felt that their relationship had not reached that level yet.

Su Bin did not want to owe Li Yitong a favor because of these things, so he gave up the idea.

"Forget it, it doesn't affect me now anyway."

"I went to Beijing to participate in the recording of an official media program later."

"There shouldn't be any problems anymore."

Li Yitong curled her lips: "Do you have a backstage when you shoot a program in Beijing?"

"I think you are too whimsical."

"If it were you, I'd say that if that police officer hadn't come out to testify for you, I'm afraid your acting career would have been ruined."

"Is it that exaggerated?"

Su Bin was extremely anxious at the time, but now he looked indifferent.

"Don't think I'm kidding you."

"For a top star, things like you are fatal, not to mention you are a newcomer."

"Anyway, you should be more careful in the future and avoid offending villains."

After Li Yitong finished speaking, she turned around and prepared to leave.

"Hey, don't go."

"What are you doing? I have to go back."

Su Bin pointed to his shoulder, where he could vaguely see the lipstick mark left by Li Yitong.

"It's a dark-colored dress anyway, you can wipe it off yourself when you go back."

After returning to the crew, Su Bin had been running around outside for a day and was ready to go back to the hotel to rest.

It just so happened that there were no scenes with Li Yitong or Zhang Songwen today, so there was no need for him to stay.

"Teacher Su."

"Oh, hello, screenwriter."

The person who came was the screenwriter who had helped Su Bin revise the kidnapping scene before.

"I know you have a lot of ideas, so I have some questions to discuss with you."

Su Bin smiled modestly: "You're welcome. If there's anything I can help with, just let me know."

"It's not convenient here, why don't we find a quieter place to talk?"

The screenwriter had a mature woman's smile on her face, which made Su Bin feel a little uncomfortable for a while.

"Okay, there's a cafe nearby, let's go there."

The screenwriter nodded, and the two left the crew together

Café.

"Screenwriter, what's the matter?"

After arriving at the cafe, Su Bin asked straight to the point.

"It's our last scene, Gao Qiqiang was arrested and put in prison."

"I want to ask if you have any good ideas that can resonate with the audience."

"Enhance the audience's emotions for the character of Gao Qiqiang."

The screenwriter turned on the computer and explained their original idea to Su Bin.

"What we are thinking now is to let his sister, Gao Qilan, visit him."

"Then stage a scene of deep brother-sister love."

"But I think..."

Su Bin's phone suddenly rang, and he wanted to hang up and continue listening to the screenwriter's story.

But when he picked up the phone, he found that it was Li Yitong calling.

"Excuse me, I have to answer the phone."

Su Bin got up and answered the phone at the door of the cafe.

"Su Bin! I went to the dressing room to remove my makeup and you disappeared. Where did you go?"

"The screenwriter wanted to talk to me about something. Do you want to talk to me about something?"

Su Bin didn't know why Li Yitong always stuck to him.

After all, in a place like the crew, there are so many fans and paparazzi cameras facing her.

"Nothing, I just want to chat with you, then you go ahead."

"Okay, I'll talk to you when I get back to the hotel."

Returning to his seat, Su Bin apologized to the screenwriter again and again.

"It's okay. You look happy. It must be a call from your girlfriend."

"Ah, no, just an ordinary friend."

The screenwriter smiled as if he saw through it and continued to discuss the plot with Su Bin.

After listening to the screenwriter's current thoughts, Su Bin did feel that such an ending would be a bit bland.

And for a character who has been running through the plot since the beginning of the play, such a curtain call is somewhat perfunctory.

Su Bin leaned back in his chair and began to recall the plot before the storm.

After thinking for a moment, Su Bin's eyes lit up.

"I have an idea."

"Scriptwriter, I wonder if you still remember the first time Gao Qiqiang went to the police station."

"I remember that he had a conflict with the Tang brothers and the TV was smashed."

The scriptwriter knew the plot very well, and she remembered it as soon as Su Bin mentioned it.

"Yes, yes."

"Wasn't it Chinese New Year at that time? His brother and sister came to give him dumplings."

"I think we can start with dumplings again."

Su Bin's eyes were sharp, and the scriptwriters were a little scared by his stare.

"Should we let his sister give him dumplings again? Wouldn't the plot be simpler?"

"For someone like Gao Qiqiang who has been so powerful all his life, he would not allow anyone to..."People come to visit him."

"You can have dumplings, but his sister doesn't need to send them."

"What is that?"

The screenwriter looked confused, not understanding what Su Bin wanted to say.

"An Xin, Officer An."

"Just like when they first met, let the audience recall the beginning of the story."

"The dumplings are sent to him by An Xin, just like 20 years ago."

"Then insert the scene when the two first met at the beginning."

"As for the lines..."

When Su Bin said this, the screenwriter was shocked by him and couldn't speak.

What a clever design!

The two men sat face to face again with gray hair, and the scene of their first meeting flashed back in the middle.

"If, I am still Gao Qiqiang, the fish seller in Jiuchang Street."

"Will you be friends with me? "

Su Bin muttered to himself the lines that Gao Qiqiang had prepared.

The screenwriter quickly wrote down the words that came out of Su Bin's mouth.

The level of excitement was no less than that of the content written by the old screenwriter for many years.

What the screenwriter teacher didn't know was that Su Bin had just activated his own skills.

Only by completely putting himself into Gao Qiqiang's perspective could he say such lines that fit the character setting.

"Excellent, really wonderful."

"Teacher Su, I don't know what to say."

"Director Xu told me this morning that you have the ability to adjust the emotions of the actors, and I was already surprised."

"I didn't expect that you are also a good hand at writing plots."

The screenwriter teacher did not hesitate to praise him.

"You are polite. As I told Director Xu, I still have a lot to learn."

After dealing with the screenwriter's affairs, Su Bin, who had been busy all day, finally returned to the hotel.

I didn't expect that he could be so busy in the crew without his own play.

"Thump, thump, thump." "

"Binzi, open the door."

Zhang Qiang's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"I'm here."

Su Bin got up and went to the door to open the door for Zhang Qiang.

"What's wrong, brother Qiang? You came to see me just after I came back."

"Nonsense, I heard you open the door, otherwise how would I know you just came back."

"Oh, look at my brain, I've been running all day today, I'm tired."

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

Su Bin lay down on the bed and closed his eyes to rest.

"Martial arts movies, can you do it?"