Son of the Bone

Qi Lin played a role in the Grand Theater for a period of time, and gradually learned a lot.

Naturally, it is impossible for him to parachute the leading role. If he wants to play more roles, he has to spend at least one year in the theater to be eligible.

Since the trailers of "Golden Key" and "Fairy Painting" came out, various invitations have come like snowflakes.

As a manager, Uncle Fan can only help screen out some of the unreliable invitations, and the rest is up to him to make up his own mind.

It is really a technical job for an actor to pick a book.

It doesn't mean that if the production cost is high, if the supporting roles are big names, or if the director is famous and has won some box office, it must be a good book.

In the final analysis, it still depends on the plot and characters.

Like "the most beautiful man in the world" and the like are completely irrelevant to him, it is basically a waste of time to think about it for a few seconds.

Not only must it fit the appearance of the characters, but the plot must also be popular enough.

For this reason, Qi Lin has seriously studied movies that have exploded at the box office at home and abroad.

Those who can really earn more than one billion at the box office have strong popularity and emotional provocation.

He read through the twenty invitations sent by Uncle Fan's emails one by one, and after thinking about it, he still rejected them all.

Seeing him sigh unconsciously, Jiang Jue casually asked what was wrong.

With a thought, Qi Lin took him to SPF.

——With Jiang Jue here, it is also appropriate to call a nanny car, and the round-trip fare is just saved.

The two of them entered the office, and a large pile of scripts on the table remained in the state when Qi Lin left.

Qi Lin watched him enter the safe space, put his arms around him and kissed him twice, and then let him go to read the book together.

It was also the first time for Jiang Jue to meet so many scripts. He sat at the other end of the long table like a female worker in a textile factory and began to sift through them quickly.

His reading speed has been cultivated deliberately by Bai Ping, and he can extract key information in a few seconds, and the first few pages of the script are all basic introductions and explanations.

It usually takes Qi Lin at least 3 minutes to confirm whether a book is what he wants, but Jiang Jue can finish three books every minute.

The ones that were eliminated are placed on the left hand side, and the ones that can be re-examined are placed on the right hand side.

As soon as the work started, he really started to browse quickly without distraction, and no longer deal with other things with his vision and hearing.

During this period, Qi Lin once asked him if he wanted milk in his coffee, but there was no response.

Jiang Jue focused to the extreme, his hands kept moving, and the flipping pages of the book were like the wings of a dove, which he opened and closed quickly.

After half an hour, almost three-quarters of the screening has been completed.

The coffee Qi Lin made for him was cold, and he was too embarrassed to disturb him, so he just sat across from him and dragged his chin to watch.

He didn't know what Jiang Jue's screening criteria were, and he was afraid of causing trouble for him.

After the first batch is finished, there are still about ten books that have passed Jiang's review.

Only then did he pick up the coffee cup and look at it while drinking.

Jiang Jue helped Qi Lin choose the book, the first one is to look at the plot.

All those obscure, mystical, and vulgar repetitive ones are all directly passed.

The second is to look at the characters.

Don't look at the character's good and evil, don't look at the character's occupation, just look at whether he has a soul and enough charm.

Villains can also be intoxicated by countless audiences, and decent characters can also have charms that are completely different from others.

After the second pass, an hour and a half passed.

Qi Lin quietly watched the script he picked out the rest of the time, obediently and quietly, letting the meal pass by without making a sound.

"There are only three scripts left." Jiang Jue stretched his waist, allowing him to take away the three scripts in front of him.

"Do you think all three are okay?" Qi Lin held the notebook in front of him, endured hunger and began to read the relevant plot introductions.

The first one tells the story of forensics and psychics.

The two of them didn't trust each other, but they had to work together to solve the case for the same best friend, and finally found the real culprit.

This book has a strong sensational ability, all unwillingness and obsession are like a pressed spring, bursting out suddenly at the moment when the truth is revealed, which can immediately arouse the audience's tears.

The second part is about the master-student love of a gourmet.

Not only are delicacies from many countries introduced in detail and prominently, but the love story is also simple and profound, which not only contains women's pursuit and persistence in career, but also makes people smile sweetly.

The third is a children's film, which is simple and mindless, but the whole process is very relaxing.

Although Qi Lin knows how easy it is to make money from children's films now, what he wants is a deeper acting experience and a film that is worthy of being called a work.

He picked carefully for a long time, and looked at Jiang Jue with the book "Zhi Wei Yuan".

"Do you like this book?"

A young and conceited chef accidentally became the apprentice of a female chef in an international restaurant. While constantly trying to challenge her authority, he also refreshed his cognition and awe of cooking.

However, this also means that if he chooses this book, not only will he have to play against the actress, but there will also be a kissing scene.

Qi Lin didn't seem to have kissed any girl yet.

He was even a little bit against this matter, but intuitively, if he wants to be an actor, he will definitely have kissing scenes or even sex scenes in the future, which is inevitable.

Jiang Jue didn't seem to think in this direction, but gave him a very positive look.

"This author's writing style is relatively immature, and I need to find an old screenwriter to revise the book." He pondered for a moment, and then said: "And I need a strong enough consultant—I really don't know much about cooking."

"I happen to know someone." Qi Lin stroked his chin and said, "He must understand this."

The Qi family has always known an Italian cook.

Although the nationality is Italian, it seems that he can cook all kinds of dishes from all over the world, and he has a multinational chain restaurant. Now he has transformed into the owner of a catering group after getting married. He occasionally publishes books and shows, but basically only cooks for family and friends. .

When Raphael received a call from Qi Lin, he was picking ham in Spain.

"Mr. Alberto," Qi Lin stuttered in English because of nervousness when he heard his voice: "I want to finance a movie recently, and I want to refer to the script for you—are you free recently?"

The man blinked his emerald eyes and laughed: "There is always time for a cup of coffee."

Compared with Lin Jiuguang's boyfriend Louis, Raphael is a taller and slender young man.

The former has the habit of going to the gym and is also a highly educated scholar. He is used to wearing British-style clothing and has a calmer expression.

As a well-known chef who became famous in the talent show, Raphael was once called by fans from all over the world to make his debut and release an album because of his angelic smile and figure comparable to a male model.

Not only did he win the championship in the European division of the sixth season of "Excellent Cooking God", he also won the second place in the world in the follow-up battle of the Nine Kingdoms——

No.1 is Rong Yu, the sword queen from China, who has become his wife now.

The former dessert god has now half-retired, and even the child is three or four years old, but his face is still as handsome as before.

After reading the script, he flew to Shidu soon, and began to discuss the specific details with Qi Lin.

Qi Lin has already saved a lot of savings in the past few years as an idol, and has made a lot of money through investment.

Now he wants to be a producer by himself and form a team to make a set of movies independently.

Appropriate directors, mature screenwriters, no superfluous gold masters, and actors are not allowed to interfere with the play, and have basic respect for the script.

——Although Qi Ding disliked that his son would spend money indiscriminately if he had nothing to do, he still encouraged him to try more while distasteful.

Even if it really messed up, the family will not let him go out to beg for food-you can consider going to SPF to clean toilets for decades to pay off the debt.

Unexpectedly, the reality show boss was very interested in this script, and even expressed his willingness to invest in becoming one of the producers.

With a food consultant, the next question is the director and the heroine.

Bai Ping, the boss and future father-in-law, was not in the scope of consideration to concentrate on accompanying his daughter-in-law in the hospital.

Wei Feng uses a color cast and a cold style. With his shooting method, it is better not to consider that the food scene can be turned into a scene of corpses.

Qi Lin thought for a long time, and shamelessly asked his own father to recommend Director Jiang Sun.

"Dragon Blood Seal" will not participate in the awards until this summer. Although the box office is average, but the beautiful picture, profound concept, and excellent camera and lighting, Qi Lin was quite impressed during the test screening. deep impression.

Excellent movies may have a certain viewing threshold, and the box office cannot prove everything.

However, old man Jiang was obviously still sulking. When Qi Lin and his father flew to Zhuqian, they found him hiding in Bailuan City alone feeding chickens.

Qi Lin & Qi Ding: "..."

Jiang Fal didn't even bother to shave his beard. He was wearing a military overcoat and drinking Erguotou with a self-defeating look on his face.

He spent most of his life's savings to build this city, and now he doesn't want to deal with those outside media reporters who are desperately trying to squeeze him.

Jiang Fal sprinkled a handful of rice, and let a group of chickens cluck and rush over to snatch the food. He looked back at the palace behind him, and said impatiently, "What else can I do?"

"I really want to invite you to make a movie." Qi Lin said sincerely: "You are so aesthetic, why don't you try a commercial romance movie."

The last time Jiang Sun made a commercial film was to help out a friend.

In that film, a group of Internet celebrities spoke their lines pretentiously, and their acting was uglier than crying. It was a film that was illogical and aesthetic, but in the end, the box office was about the same as that of "Dragon Blood Seal".

As soon as Lao Jiang thought of this, he spat fiercely on the ground, making the chickens shrink back in fright, and quietly observed his face, pecking at the rice.

"No, it's too lonely for you to feed chickens here alone." Qi Ding couldn't stand it anymore: "The media's words are disgusting, why don't you hire a bodyguard?"

Jiang Sun had lost interest in chatting with them, so he waved his hands and said, "Don't bother me! There's no need to talk about this—I'm going to feed the pigs!"

Seeing the old man turn around to leave, Qi Lin immediately took out a script from his bag, regardless of whether he wanted to listen to it or not, and read it in a poetry-like tone: "Act [-]! Overtones! I'm in Paris When I was here, I saw a woman—"

Qi Ding almost laughed out loud when he saw Jiang Fal, who was walking forward surrounded by a flock of chickens, staggered suddenly.

The author has something to say:

Recently, I saw something that made me feel very uncomfortable.

I have been listening to cross talk since I was a child. My grandma in the family is always listening to "The Ugly Empress" when she is choosing vegetables and sleeping.

Now cross talk has been transformed once in the hands of Taoer's class leader, and it has been transformed again because of popular culture.

Personally, I don't object to those actors who support with light sticks and talk about cross talk like star chasing,

The problem is, it's really disgusting to apply all the stinky rules of the fan circle to the cross talk circle.

How to cheer, how to express liking, I don't think it's a problem if it doesn't violate moral laws.

But it’s really too much to start pushing black people in groups, and even to control and comment on related topics, and then post beautiful pictures, and group people to personally attack human ‘opponents’, pulling away all the disgusting habits of the fan circle. ——This is cross talk.

The cross talk on the stage is full of feces and farts, and my old partners run on each other, how can this kind of thing be poisonous.

Sometimes when I see something, I can hardly speak...

Just a little beep, anyway, many big trends cannot be influenced by individuals.

Good night everyone, and happy reading.