After wearing a book and becoming a stand-in, she became a fan

The trial writing invitation sent to Kashima Magazine received a quick response.

It is sharp-eyed to be an editor of a magazine under a big media company, so that you will not bury truly gifted and spiritual articles.When editor-in-chief Guan Dai saw the trial writing sent by Yu Jiu, she was fascinated for a while.

All afternoon, she was investigating the origin of Yu Jiu, the editor of the magazine.

Guan Dai is a veteran who has been in the workplace for many years. She can tell at a glance whether a writer has any skills.

And this contributor, Yu Jiu, belongs to the kind of person who has a very deep foundation and writes a script that can cut to the point and accurately grasp the characters in the audience's heart in a few words.

With such a talent, it should definitely not be the first time to write a script, it is clearly the ability of a veteran.

But Guan Dai investigated all afternoon, but she didn't find anything one, two, three.

She didn't know whether to be disappointed or grateful - the writer who came to submit the manuscript was really just like the introduction in his resume, a freshman who had just entered college.

Fortunately, such a fledgling rookie is easy to 'control'. If he is included under his command, he will be like a good student in a university who specializes in helping professors revise papers.

But the bad thing is that you don't know whether his "spirituality" is due to his talent or just a flash of inspiration.

But no matter what, seeing this smooth script outline, this is a good seed worth accepting.

Guan Dai contacted Yu Jiu without hesitation and asked him to meet in the afternoon for a detailed discussion.

The location was at the tea house near the magazine office, and Guan Debi arrived 5 minutes earlier than the scheduled time.

But to her surprise, the boy named Yu Jiu also arrived early, and was sitting at the agreed window seat waiting for her.

The boy was wearing a simple white T-shirt and black trousers. His black hair was soft and docile around his small face, delicate and clean.Guan Dai found that Yu Jiu looked much better in real life than in the photos, almost all of them had a 'stunning' visual impact.

Her demeanor is also clean and fresh, her dress is full of youthful vibes, but her eyes unexpectedly have a 'mature' feeling.

The nature of Guan Dai's work has allowed her to meet many people in the entertainment industry, seniors, young people... But in all fairness, there are very few who can match the appearance of this young man in front of her.

Nowadays, people in the entertainment industry have a thick layer of makeup on their faces, which can't be seen clearly, but the young man in front of him doesn't wear makeup at all.

Seeing pleasing people always makes people happy, so Guan Dai smiled a little more on her face, and she walked over slowly.In fact, Yu Jiu had already noticed this well-dressed and well-made woman in her thirties. When Guan Dai walked in, he stood up and said, "Hello."

"Hello." Guan Dai was even happier seeing him so discerning: "You are Yu Bar, and I am Daisy, the editor-in-chief who had contacted you before."

Yu Jiu smiled: "Good editing."

The boy's attitude is neither humble nor overbearing, not at all like a young man who has just stepped into society and is a little embarrassed about leadership.

Guan Dai was slightly surprised, and her attitude became a little more serious.

In fact, the profession of screenwriting, in addition to building a foundation with a huge amount of reading, and rational thinking ability, the most important thing is based on its own aesthetics.

To put it vulgarly, your natural vision determines whether the tone of the story you write will be 'rustic' or 'foreign'.

This is an era of forward development, and in the end it will definitely take a step towards foreign style.

Guan Dai asked Yu Jiu a few questions about aesthetics: "What do you think of the profession of 'actor'?"

Many screenwriters in the industry now have to write scripts according to the requirements of the company. Often the actors have already been appointed at this time, and the script will change according to the characteristics of the actors, so the screenwriter is equivalent to half of the casting director.

Although it was still too early to ask Yu Jiu these things, it was extremely early, but Guan Dai still couldn't help but want to ask.

"Actor..." Yu Jiu was not surprised by this question, and thought for a while and said, "If we create a script based on the characteristics of an actor, then this is the responsibility of our screenwriters, and it depends on our own ability." But if a male actor is to act in a ready-made script, if his temperament does not match the character's acting skills and cannot make up for it..."

Yu Jiu paused and said, "Just like a well-known actress said, he needs to have a sense of vulnerability that wants to be destroyed."

Once a male actor has such qualities, even if his own conditions are not very suitable for the script, he will attract the audience to continue watching unconsciously.

Just like when their screenwriters conceived the script.

A story can't be mediocre, there must always be something that pulls the audience's mood all the time.Like a ticking time bomb, you are afraid that it will detonate, but hope that it will explode, and you will die early and be reborn early.

Guan Dai was taken aback for a moment, then asked again: "What about death?"

Love and death are frequently asked questions about the recruitment of 'artistic' professions, but Guan Dai thinks that the word love may be too tacky for the young man in front of her.

She unconsciously asked more profound questions about death, hoping that Yu Jiu could give some answers about 'human nature'.

And Yu Jiu's answer did not disappoint Guan Dai.

"Some people always think that death is terrible. A living person is about to disappear, and they can't take anything with them." Yu Jiu smiled and took a sip of tea, his voice was very soft, even with a trace of sadness: "But death is not The end is oblivion."

He couldn't deeply understand the meaning of this sentence before, but now he can.

Although Yu Jiu never said it, but in his heart he always missed his 'real' self.

He is in the book now, what about him outside the book?Is it dead or what?

At first, Yu Jiu would be very anxious about these issues, but later he realized that anxiety is useless, so he stopped thinking about it—a person’s brain capacity is limited in a day, and he can’t always think about unimportant things.

In terms of thinking construction, Yu Jiu is almost indifferent and somewhat unhuman.

But there are some things that cannot be blocked in the dead of night.

Yu Jiu suddenly thought of a movie he had seen before - as long as his family still remembered him, then he existed.

Guan Dai looked at the boy who somehow had a somewhat melancholic expression in his eyes, and felt that the person Yu Jiu had just mentioned was himself.

Only in him, there is a sense of vulnerability that wants to be destroyed, which is very attractive.

Smiling slightly, Guan Dai said decisively, "Mr. Yu, I know you are a freshman. The Chinese department is written on your resume, right?"

"I know the Chinese Department is not busy, as long as you have time, you are welcome to come and study at the magazine."

She has this self-confidence, Yu Jiu is a piece of 'uncut jade' worth digging, but she didn't expect that this piece of uncut jade has been reborn and transformed a long time ago.

Yu Jiu was not surprised by this answer, but just smiled harmlessly.

After finalizing some details, Guan Dai asked Yu Jiu to go to the magazine to be in charge of reviewing manuscripts in the future, with a good salary, and then the two broke up.

After parting, Yu Jiu let out a long breath of relief.

He has been through the professional world and knows that today it is actually just a small step.

But for his current situation with no contacts and background, it is still something to be happy about.

Yu Jiu thought with ease, and slowly walked to the nearby bus stop to prepare to go back to school.

As a result, when he looked up at the bus stop, he unexpectedly saw a strange yet familiar figure.

After a pause, Yu Jiu's dark pupils became a little sharper—the shadowy bloated figure behind the bus stop sign clearly looked like the vulgar woman she met at the barbecue restaurant last time.

The woman who beat and cursed people when she came up, and claimed to be Wang Xingquan's second aunt.

Yu Jiu knew that Wang Xingquan had a huge "mystery" in capital letters, and this second aunt might be a breakthrough point.

He got on a bus with the second aunt by accident.

Thinking of the last time when this woman abruptly slapped Wang Xingquan, Yu Jiu couldn't help being angry, even his palms felt a little itchy - he didn't hit women, otherwise he would have to hit them back.

There is no other reason, just because Yu Jiu is a face control.

Wang Xingquan's pretty face was flushed red, and it took two full days for the palm prints to disappear. He felt uncomfortable thinking about it.

For good-looking people, most people will have an inexplicable desire to protect.

Yu Jiu stared at the second aunt with gloomy eyes, watching her talking on the phone loudly while leaning on the handrail of the car, and then got off the car at the 'Sanfu Market' stop.

He also went down together.

Like a pervert, Yu Jiu followed Ergu all the way into the vegetable market, watching this woman pick and choose to buy vegetables...

Until a grilled chicken stand.

Yu Jiu calmly looked at it from a distance, and saw that the second aunt was stealthily grabbing a piece of her hair in the palm of her hand, and then bargaining with the proprietress of the roast chicken stall to make her cheaper or something like that.

After playing around for a few minutes, she chose a fat chicken and asked the proprietress to wrap it in a paper bag. The moment she took it, Yu Jiu saw Ergu stuff the hair in the palm of her hand into the grill. Chicken bag.

"Ah! Why do you have hair on your chicken!" The second aunt Xu has directed and acted this kind of thing many times. Her acting skills are superb and impeccable. The proprietress of the grilled chicken stall yelled: "How can people eat this? You won't get sick if you eat it! Fortunately, I found it! What kind of unscrupulous shop is yours? Everyone, come and see this shining long hair!! "

The proprietress didn't even have time to explain, and many people around were attracted by Er Gu's fierce and loud voice.

It seems that the masses have spontaneously turned to Ergu's side—especially in terms of food safety.

Seeing that the landlady's dry, yellow and skinny face was full of helpless, stumbling explanations, but the corner of the second aunt's lips showed a faint smile, a smile like victory.

However, she did all this just to let the proprietress give her the chicken for free, and it would be better to pay her the price of a chicken.

It is less than 100 yuan, but it is easy for this store to be nailed to the pillar of shame, and it will not be able to do business in the future.

How narrow-minded a person must be to do such a thing?

Yu Jiu felt it was ridiculous, couldn't bear it anymore, and simply walked over.

"Don't talk nonsense, you threw this hair in yourself." Yu Jiu walked over when everyone was not paying attention, and then directly told the truth without giving Second Aunt a moment of buffer time.

Simple, crisp and neat.

So much so that the second aunt was stunned for a moment before remembering to retort: ​​"What are you talking about? Who are you?!"

She was furious, but there was a hint of guilt in her eyes.

"I just passed by to smoke, and I happened to see passers-by during the whole process." Yu Jiu smiled.

"What nonsense are you talking about, young man? What the hell am I doing throwing my hair away?" The second aunt rolled her eyes, seeing that people around her began to suspect her, she simply spit and said, "You are the black heart of this family. Is it a trustee sent by the shop? Repay passers-by? Damn! Let me tell you, I can’t be wronged by you, and I’m going to expose how dirty this black-hearted shop is today!"

"Really? You want to expose it?" Yu Jiu deftly avoided the second aunt's spittle, and smiled.He turned around and looked in the roast chicken bag, a long brownish-yellow hair stuck to the oily and crispy chicken skin, very sticky.

Yu Jiu frowned, but still stretched out his fingertips to take out the thin long hair.

"Everyone take a good look, this hair must be at least [-] centimeters long, right?" Yu Jiu showed it to the crowd, showing them the hair in a circle, and said with reason: "Let's not talk about the proprietress. With a hat on, even if she takes it off, her hair is not brownish yellow—on the contrary, this aunt who directed and acted by herself has hair of this color."

"Who is your aunt?!" No matter how old a woman is, she is very concerned about her age. The second aunt became even more impatient when she heard this, and she simply pushed Yu Jiu with her hands: "You bastard is talking nonsense here What? Are you having an affair with this proprietress!"

"This big sister! What are you talking about!" The female proprietress, who was in her 40s, blushed and said angrily, "You must be sick!"

"I don't know the proprietress, but I'm sure that you have an affair with this chicken, aunt, and your hair is the testimony of both of you." Compared with poisonous tongue, Yu Jiu has never been afraid of anyone, he twitched the corner of his lips, and blurted out trash talk And stand still: "Think about it, everyone, can the proprietress wear a hat to roast the chicken, and when she bags the aunt, can she have such long hair? Even if the aunt insists that this is the hair she had before, let's imagine Why are the hair and chicken skin separated so cleanly? If the proprietress accidentally dropped it before, the hair and chicken skin should be baked together now!"

In fact, this truth can be understood if you think about it carefully, but no one can analyze it quickly and calmly like Yu Jiu.

Most people are echoing what others say.

It is also now, seeing that the second aunt's own hair is a 'real hammer', the melon-eating people around who have just been filled with righteous indignation and condemned the proprietress are all outraged!

Can they not be angry when their public opinion is used as a weapon?

"How can this person do this? It's too despicable to deliberately frame others!"

"Really, what is this for? Just for a chicken? You must have died of poverty in your previous life."

"It's really shameless, what a villain..."

......

Sentence by sentence, all the insults to the proprietress just now bounced back to Second Aunt herself.

Now that the crowd has reached its peak, the second aunt has no way to refute, so she can only give Yu Jiu a vicious look, and spit as if she was watching her father and enemy being killed.

Then the second aunt planned to turn around and leave, like a mouse crossing the street.

"Wait a minute." Yu Jiu said lazily, and knocked on the table: "Your chicken is taken away, and the money hasn't been paid yet."

Who would eat a chicken with her dirty hair on it.

"Fuck, how can you control the world and control my mother's shopping? I just don't want to buy this chicken!" The second aunt simply snarled and put on a full-fledged side of the market: "What can you do? Can you Kill the old lady?"

The appearance of a rascal...extremely like a bum in the market.

Yu Jiu frowned in disgust - normally, he wouldn't even bother to look at this kind of person.

But it's different now, he hasn't helped Wang Xingquan get revenge on this idiot second aunt yet.

You must know that Yu Jiu is a very special person who holds vengeance and will take revenge.

If Xiao Yan provoked him, he would plan an elaborate script to retaliate against him. What kind of thing is this second aunt?

Yu Jiu sneered, seeing Second Aunt's appearance of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, he simply took out his mobile phone: "Okay, you don't pay the bill and apologize, right? Then I will call the police. According to the law, it is illegal to intentionally damage food safety. If you need to pay a fine, it’s not the first time you’ve done this with your proficiency, right? Just let the police interrogate you.”

The author has something to say: 99: I am such a narrow-minded and vengeful person, if you are not convinced, please——rua me!