paper idol

After resting overnight in the hotel, I arrived at the headquarters of the other party's company early the next morning.

The receptionist on the other side is called "Gege", very enthusiastic, and even prepared breakfast for him.Qu Lebai was startled, waved his hands quickly, and said, "No need, no need, we ate before we came here."

Gege smiled very shyly, and said: "This is actually a little bit of my personal thought. I am your fan, but I like your books! I have every set, really! I really like it!"

Qu Lebai is not good at dealing with face-to-face compliments—in fact, she is not good at dealing with any compliments—so she feels a little unnatural, subconsciously lowering her head to avoid Grid's eyes.

The boss smiled and smoothed things over, saying, "She's a bit shy, she blush when people praise her."

Gege smiled and said: "I am too enthusiastic, I really like your text, no matter what you become, I will continue to like you!"

While speaking, he was about to get on the elevator, and was silent for a few seconds in the elevator. When he came out again, Gege had already left the frenzy of fanaticism and became meticulous. "Mr. Chunchun, this way please, our team is already waiting in the conference room."

Qu Lebai almost laughed out loud.

Teacher Chunchun... This is the first time I have heard such a title.The pen name has a total of three characters, and there are various names. The fans are called "Chun Chun" and "Da Da", and the staff are called "Mr. Chun".Grid mixes the two titles together, like a fan and a staff member, which is quite in line with her impression.

Seeing Qu Le's white smile, Ge Ge was a little surprised and said, "What's wrong?"

Qu Lebai shook her head and said, "No one has ever called me that before, so it makes me laugh."

Grid smiled and led the two of them to the meeting room.

The people in the conference room were different from Gege. They shook hands politely, and then sat down to talk about this IP-related issue.

Qu Lebai noticed that after Gege took her to the conference room, she left quietly, with a hurried back, full of energy, probably an intern.

The participants included several managers and several screenwriters. They roughly determined the positioning of this IP and strived to balance the relationship between the original work and the adaptation.

They chatted about a lot of general directions, but most of them couldn't get their mouths open, so they could only sit on the side with a smile and watch the big guy's eloquent tongue.

This is the first time that Qu Lebai has seen such a "professional" side of the boss, even if she doesn't understand what the boss said, but judging from the time the other party spends thinking and arguing, it hits the nail on the head.

Qu Lebai thought that when people get along with each other, there is indeed a status gap.This "status" is not based on any third-party scale, but based on their respective attitudes towards both parties.Qu Lebai can have many editors, even though he was subject to many restrictions when he debuted under the hands of the former editor-in-chief, but he doesn't have to be a boss—at least in the heart of the boss.

And what about the boss?

Qu Lebai chatted with the boss and knew that the boss also had a dream of writing.But talent is talent precisely because it cannot be given by anyone but God.The boss said: "All art requires talent, but literature is different from other arts. It's like music. You can know the tone and feel of music as soon as you open your mouth. The same is true for other arts, except literature. Because everyone can get Write two sentences at the beginning, especially since everyone is more or less narcissistic, so literature can easily deceive people, making people mistakenly think that they are talented."

"I'm probably a little luckier than everyone else, because I have a good sense of taste, so it's easy to know that I'm the kind of person who has no talent. This helped me give up my literary dream, saved a lot of time, and also helped me find I missed you." At that time, the eyes of the boss were the same as Gege just now, "I hope you can realize my dream for me, write what you want to write, and then become popular all over the world!"

Probably big brother, there is no way to leave Yiyichun—a talented Yiyichun.

In the face of the people from the film and television company, the boss does not have any emotional concerns or bonuses, so he appears strong.

This framework can be applied to any two people, like me and Fu Qinfeng.In the early stage, Fu Qinfeng couldn't do without herself, but later on she was completely upside down. It's no wonder that the child became more at ease.

Then, what about me and Rou Jiang?

As soon as he thought of this, Qu Lebai was named by the people from the film and television company.

"A stroke of spring, what do you think?"

"Ah, what do you think?"

"We want to know, is it convenient to reveal the subsequent plot of this novel? It doesn't need to be particularly detailed. We just want to know, is the tone of the novel the same as now?"

"Well, it's about the same." Qu Lebai had already done her homework before coming and asked Fu Qinfeng about it.

"There is another question. Do you have any preferences or requirements for casting, regardless of funding?" The questioner paused for a while, smiled, and said, "We have done many similar projects. , the original author was not very satisfied, which led to the lack of cooperation in public opinion. There have been many situations. We want to avoid this situation, so we discussed it in advance. Of course, our funds are limited, and it is impossible to invite whoever is nominated. I just want to know Let me know your preferences—of course, if there are stars you don’t like, just say so, we will never invite you.”

As soon as the last sentence came out, many people in the conference room laughed and shook their heads.Qu Lebai guessed, maybe the original author was a black fan of the protagonist?

Star... Qu Lebai thought about it, but there was no one in his mind.She is not familiar with the entertainment industry, at most she knows a few faces and names, but she doesn't know anything about the stars' personalities and dramas.

"Uh, I haven't thought about that yet... at most I only have stick figures of characters in my head."

Seeing that Qu Lebai was in a dilemma, the man took the initiative to report a few names and asked, "Teacher, what do you think of these stars? If possible, we will select people according to this style."

Qu Lebai was somewhat dissatisfied.

This article is not written by her, but the initial character design is hers.She felt that the few people mentioned by the film and television company were too "floating", not calm enough, and unable to control the situation.

It is always easier to dictate than to propose, and it is always easier to propose than to implement.

Qu Lebai pondered for a moment, then elongated the tone and said, "Well, I think the age group is a bit too young? It's just like XXX and XX, with a little more incomprehensible temperament."

"Look, after chatting and chatting, opinions will come out." The man seemed relieved and smiled.

I'm afraid of being "casual" about anything, as long as the original author is willing to comment, that's fine.

No one expected that the boss suddenly said at this time: "This is not right."

Everyone looked at her.

The boss slowly put the mobile phone on the conference table, sat up straight, looked at Qu Lebai and said, "Aren't you familiar with XXX and XX? I think they are a bit old, we can act when we were young Boys and girls, but it's not very suitable now... On the contrary, they (raise the chin to indicate to the film and television company) are more reliable people..."

Qu Lebai was puzzled, and continued to look at the boss.

The boss sighed, searched a few photos with his mobile phone, and said, "Look, they have become like this in the past few years. You can't use your childhood impressions to pick candidates, otherwise the effect will be very strange. "

The people in the film and television company didn't expect that the original author and the editor had a disagreement, but no matter who knew the original work better than them, they shut up and waited for the two parties to come to a conclusion, and then refer to it.

Qu Lebai took the phone and looked at it, and said, "Yes, I know, I just think this is more appropriate."

The boss frowned and took the phone back, and murmured: "This is not the same as the protagonist I know... But I still listen to you."

She swiped a few times on the phone, and her expression became more and more confused.With the conclusion, the topic shifted to other details.As Qu Lebai answered, he couldn't help but glance at the boss from the corner of his eye.

In the following discussion, the participation of the boss became very low, and he kept his head down playing with his mobile phone.

Half an hour later, the boss suddenly said: "Sorry, I have something to deal with, let's go out."

The boss put the phone to his ear and hurriedly left the meeting room.Qu Lebai looked at the boss's back until he couldn't see at all, and then let out a suffocated breath.

After that, there was no reason to panic.

After answering the call, the boss sent a text message to Qu Le Bai.Qu Lebai was having a good time communicating with people from the film and television company at that time, so he couldn't feel the shock.

It wasn't until the meeting ended that it was still full of meaning, and Qu Lebai realized that the boss hadn't returned to the meeting room.

Qu Lebai checked his phone and saw the message: [There is something urgent in the company, we have to go back to Shanghai first.Come on here yourself, contact us online if you have anything to do, and I wish you success. 】

Qu Lebai felt a little strange. Although she was dissatisfied with her recent performance, she was very clear about her status. She could be regarded as a "big name" author in the hands of the boss, and the film and television projects were quite big. What would happen? The incident is more important and urgent than Beijing, so that the boss has to return to Shanghai?

This question only flashed by, and then the film and television company invited him to dinner, but Qu Lebai couldn't refuse, so the matter was forgotten.

The fan named Ge Ge also came, and the meal was late, so it was a good time for the host and guest.

The meeting will continue tomorrow, so Qu Lebai fell asleep as soon as he returned to the hotel, unaware of the farce on the Internet.

The author has something to say: Sorry for the break yesterday, there will be another chapter later.