The full-time male god of rebirth in the entertainment industry

By the time the food that Zhu Jue thoughtfully prepared came in handy, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. Zhao Hui slept soundly and peacefully this time, but he didn't choose a good place to sleep. He slept on the sofa for a day and woke up I almost thought my neck was broken.

"Hiss." Zhao Hui frowned and touched her neck carefully, and rubbed it vigorously after touching it for a while.

The light in the room was very dark, only one desk lamp was lit, the lampshade was adjusted, and the halo fell on the other half of the room. Zhao Hui massaged her neck and raised her head, suddenly froze, almost thinking she was still dreaming.

Under the warm yellow light, Zhu Jue's profile is soft, his eyes are focused, and his whole figure seems to have fallen into a golden river. This should be an ordinary and common composition, but because of the different protagonists, it also looks extraordinarily dreamy.

Zhao Hui is different from Zhu Jue's crazy fans. His only idol is Wu Yan. In his eyes, no one can compare to Wu Yan's profound knowledge and outstanding contributions. He accepted Zhu Jue's version of Wu Yan's Biography, It doesn't mean that he fully accepted Zhu Jue to play Wu Yan in his mind.

But at this moment, his will and reluctance became turbulent like never before. Even if he was not in front of the camera, Zhu Jue's silhouette at this time overlapped with Wu Yan in his mind, and it was difficult to distinguish each other.

Zhu Jue finally noticed him, turned his face away, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Are you awake, are you hungry? I asked the hotel to heat up some food, do you want them to deliver it now?"

Zhao Hui looked directly at him, was silent for a moment, and answered irrelevantly: "I promised you to play Wu Yan."

This unreasonable declaration seemed naive and ignorant of the importance, but Zhu Jue seemed to have noticed the subtext inside, with a smile in his eyes, and the tip of the pen in his hand made a crisp sound on the wooden table: "Of course."

After Zhao Hui used up the belated three-in-one meal, she finally had the energy to read Zhu Jue's revised script.

To his surprise, Zhu Jue's revisions were very fine, not like rough revisions at all, and what he didn't expect was that his revision skills were quite good, some things he didn't notice before, or after he made changes The part, after he trimmed it again, handled it more smoothly, no matter in terms of logic or plot conflict, it is quite perfect.

"You edited very quickly." Zhao Hui tsk-tsk loudly. For a layman, being able to organize his thoughts and complete such a large amount of written work in such a short period of time is already very rare.

Zhu Jue looked satisfied, squinted his eyes like aftertaste, and said, "Because the atmosphere is good."

Zhao Hui glanced at him suspiciously. This small hotel is indeed full of flavor and quiet.

However, it also helps him write scripts?

He lives not far from here, why doesn't he feel anything?

The two exchanged ideas on the script again while they were excited. Zhao Hui's original intention was to make his idol taller. Zhu Jue's script seemed to open a new door for him. Let your idol become extraordinarily attractive from another angle, but just like the behavior of a brainless fan will always be suppressed by others, these tricks of Zhao Hui are useless in front of Zhu Jue, Zhu Jue unselfishly put his character in the script All selfishness has been crossed out. Zhao Hui was originally a person who refused to admit defeat even in the face of a score of 1.4, but tonight he kept giving in. If his friends saw it, they would definitely think that he was being tortured by someone's soul up.

"It won't work here. At this time, Wu Yan has already started to have a mental breakdown. Who are you who can still be charming and handsome? Are you a spy sent by the enemy? It doesn't suit Wu Yan's image and psychological condition, so get rid of it."

"How many awards Wu Yan has won, and his achievements so far are even higher than the world's number one peak, so just lower your head and smile—"

"Change."

"..." Swish, swish, unwilling sound of writing.

"This is not true. After Mu Youning broke up with Wu Yan, she found a new boyfriend within a year and married him. The two of them were happily married and deeply in love. What you wrote was washed with tears every day and married. Who is the woman who is so unforgettable to Wu Yan that she is in a trance? Get rid of it."

"Wu Yan's achievements are extraordinary, I don't believe that anyone will never forget him—"

"Change."

"..." The sound of writing unwillingly.

After this "friendly, heartfelt, tear-filled" exchange, the two finally reached a final consensus when the sun was shining in the sky, and Zhu Jue put down his pen with satisfaction: "Progress compares I expected it quickly, and I can save a lot of effort in the future, I booked a ticket for today, and I will notify you when the project is officially launched."

Zhao Hui drooped her head, looking at the preliminarily formed script in front of her, she couldn't believe what she had done in the past hour.

Even when Zhu Jue picked up his luggage and asked him if he wanted to go home, he was so shocked that he didn't recover in time.

Zhu Jue sympathized with his hurt heart, went out silently, extended his room for a day, and then boarded a taxi to the airport.

He still has a lot of things to do next. After finishing the script, the number one problem facing him is the selection of actors.

During Wu Yan's short life in this world, the world surrounding him is like a magnificent chronicle. Beside him, there are talented scientists who have made great achievements in the same age, artists who are depressed and talented, and even more beauties who are beautiful in the world. , Among these radiant people, there are more ordinary people who also participated in his life.

If only appearance and acting skills are the criteria, many candidates can still be found in this circle, but Zhu Jue's requirements are one step higher than other directors.

What he wants is to appear on the screen, someone who can forget who he is at the first sight.

An excellent biographical film has many criteria for judging, revealing the inner world of the protagonist, interpreting the concept of the protagonist, excellent script structure, perfect lens use, proper post-editing, etc., etc., in wishing determination, it is not as good as Authenticity matters.

Movies are an illusory art. In this country, countless new worlds are born every day. These worlds are fragile and dreamy, and they are only built on human imagination. But biographical movies are different. They are rooted in real life. In the soil of the world, the audience can believe that this is the real history. Through a movie, the audience after hundreds of years can seem to breathe the air of that time. Zhu Jue believes that this is the test of a biographical movie. One of the keys to success or failure.

Since we want the audience to enter the world in the first second, we cannot give them the slightest possibility of escape.And any familiar face appears on the screen, as long as the audience realizes for a second: ah, that face belongs to that actor, instead of stripping off the actor itself in the first place, for Zhu Jue, this is a fail.

But often, people with higher looks can cause this situation more, especially in this biographical movie, when it is not allowed to act ugly——

Zhu Jue may be modest, but he is also like all those who stand at the top of their own field. They are confident that they can control the scale in their own field. Of course, Zhu Jue will not think that he cannot achieve this effect, but he deeply doubts it Can anyone else do it.

It was only after he began to select actors that he realized why so many directors like to train an actor from the very beginning, because he wants to do the same now...

No matter for Zhu Jue, this is not a hopeless situation, the "Holy Land" he is about to go to, there will always be countless good embryos that can be carved, they are scattered in various theaters, as long as they are given a little chance and With a little guidance, they can shine on screen.However, even if Zhu Jue lived here for a short period of time, his time in this city can only be regarded as superficial. During that time, he never thought of finding some contacts that could be used in the future. Screening those rookies who have not yet made their mark is not a big obstacle. Fortunately, he has a good reputation. Going out, Zhu Jue also saved a lot of effort.

After a short meeting with Yu Qiren, and after the two reconfirmed their requirements, Zhu Jue rejected Yu Qiren's invitation and returned to the country without stopping, with a continuous turnaround of the itinerary, even when he got on the plane back home, Couldn't help but fell asleep.

After waking up, the plane arrived at the airport just in time. Although his energy had not yet recovered, he was cheered up by the familiar local tune blowing in his face.

Nerves seemed to be tensed suddenly and then relieved.

Zhu Jue yawned, laziness and tiredness swept over his body, making him eager to go back.

He got out of the airport very smoothly. He had been missing for a long time before, and he successfully removed himself from the paparazzi's eager attention list.It's a bit difficult to step into the gate of to, to just a while ago, another TV series that refreshed the ratings this year was released, and it has two fresh leading actors in it, and it is in the limelight. The few reporters simply waited downstairs in the to building, waiting to take pictures. Zhu Jue went around several times before finding a gap and driving into the underground garage through the side door. It was inevitable that someone would notice him on the way, but Ji Jing specially prepared it. The license plate of the car was not on the reporter's memorandum, and all the windows of the car had been completely modified. Although some reporters would rather kill a thousand mistakes and take a few photos of him, that's all.

Zhu Jue walked up to the top floor.

When he was still abroad, Shen Yi told him that he had changed his residence to another one. Although it was still in the to building, it was no longer on the previous floor—to be exact, not in all the contracted artists’ houses. In the dormitory floor.

The elevator door opened silently, and the open office area on the entire floor was greeted head-on.

This place belongs to Shen Yi alone. Today is not working time, and there is not even an assistant working overtime. Zhu Jue stepped out of the elevator without any concealment, walked around the whole area twice with great interest, and then entered the corner installed In another elevator.

Different from other elevators, this elevator only has buttons for two floors, and besides Shen Yi, Shen Ge, and Su Su, a new name was added to the fingerprint list for the first time.

The elevator is there in no time.

There is a thick and soft carpet outside the door, and the color tone is different from the other floors of the to building. If Zhu Jue has been to Shen Yi's house, he can see at a glance that the furnishings here are exactly the same as the area in Shen Yi's house.

The space here is quite large, and several doors are locked.

Zhu Jue stood for a while, then walked towards a door without hesitation.

The door was unlocked, turned a small angle, and there was a person lying on the bed. The person pulled a stand from the side of the bed, and the tablet placed on the stand was playing Zhu Jue's familiar picture.

A candlelight, half-bright and half-dark vivid facial features.

Zhu Jue stood at the door with a smile on his face, watched the man drag the progress bar back to the end, and took the trouble to read it again.

The voice seemed to have self-awareness, and it came out naturally.

Zhu Jue only felt that he was both excited and lazy. When the person lying on the bed almost jumped up as if he was frightened, he finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

He suddenly felt that his fingers were lazy and didn't want to move. He took a few steps forward, then lay down straight like this, and rubbed against the other person contentedly, he sighed.

"I'm back."