After the liver became the richest man, I helped marine environmental protection

Before Gu Heng received the bad news, he was chatting with the screenwriter who hit it off.

The name of the screenwriter is Tu Long, and the name of Weibo is "Tulong Warrior". This warrior writes fanfiction in his spare time on Weibo. It will be with some passion and secondary school.

But it was this style of writing that attracted Gu Heng, and made him accept this warrior without hesitation, and decided to meet him, hoping to get some inspiration.

Thanks to Yanshou, Gu Heng has recently become addicted. This "Shangze Continent" has been serialized to 40, and the previous plot has also reached a small climax, which is very suitable for filming.

It was also in this place that multiple lines began to unfold. Although the outline given by Yan Shou was very detailed, the dark lines of the main plot line were also well done, and even the relationship line had made great progress.

Just because the outline is beautiful does not mean that Gu Heng can show it perfectly.

He is also a person who strives for perfection. When faced with such flaws, he chooses to save.

So, slowly posting the remaining tens of thousands of saved manuscripts, Gu Heng found a warrior to sort out the route with himself.

The place where he and the warrior agreed to meet was in a private room of a coffee shop.

As the former boss, Gu Heng also has an exclusive private room here, where he sits drinking black coffee and waits for people while handling business.

"Dong dong dong."

The waiter brought the person in professionally, and Gu Heng carefully observed the other person's face.

With thick black-framed eyes, pale and dull complexion, and thick dark circles under the eyes, the whole person looks very decadent.

Of course, this is not the point, the point is that the other party looks a little familiar.

Gu Heng had no choice but to probe: "Third Uncle?"

Tu Long's face twisted for a moment: "Is that your wife who is ten thousand a day?"

Gu Heng also had a distorted expression: "Are you the Dragon Slayer?"

Looking at each other, they could see the deep disgust of the other party.

help!What should I do if I meet my third uncle/nephew?

As expected of great writers, they all ignored this issue after being silent for a long time.

Tu Long turned around and said, "Mrs. Ten Thousand a Day, the idea of ​​your article is really touching. I think..."

He started the topic without changing his face, and Gu Heng also answered without changing his face: "Yes, I am also troubled by this place. If I write about the rise of the elves first, then the arrival of the demons will be delayed, and we cannot match the previous ones." Responded, but..."

As they talked, they used proper nouns one after another, and then yelled at each other. If it wasn't for the good sound insulation of the coffee shop, they might be kicked out of the coffee shop.

Gu Heng's mouth was dry: "I agree with what you said, but I think this place..."

Tu Long was not to be outdone: "Yes, this is indeed better, but..."

Literature made them forget each other's identities and embarrassments, and the discussion gave each other more inspiration.

Although the quarrel was fierce, Gu Heng knew that this could make this article better.

They discussed this for a whole day, and when the sun went down, Gu Heng drank the water in one gulp: "It's getting late, may I treat you to a meal?"

Tu Long said with emotion: "That's fine, I can continue to chatter. The characters in this article are really good. Even a character who appeared in a chapter can touch me. I'm still old when a hero comes out of a young age."

Gu Heng couldn't accept this praise without changing his face, and it wasn't his fault in itself: "The setting is all done by the boss, and the character design is everyone's joint effort, so I'll just come up with a writing."

Many people wrote in a gang, and Gu Heng simply donated all the proceeds from this article to marine environmental protection, without any disputes.

But when Tu Long heard it, he became interested: "Is this what your boss thought?"

Gu Heng nodded: "Our boss is a strange person, you will know it when you see it, now let's eat the method first, look at you haggard..."

Before Gu Heng could finish speaking, a very loud ringtone suddenly came out of his cell phone.

It was the special ringtone he set for the banquet guard.

Gu Heng smiled, "Wait a minute, third uncle, I'll answer the phone first."

Tu Long winked: "Girlfriend?"

His nephew's reluctance was full of anticipation, anticipation was full of apprehension, and apprehension was full of nervous expression. It was really too complicated. It didn't look like an ordinary caller.

Coupled with that special ringtone, Tu Long's curiosity has already come up.

Gu Heng forced a smile: "No, I'll answer the phone first."

"Hey?"

The quality of Gu Heng's mobile phone was very good, and there was no sound leakage, so Tu Long couldn't hear at all, and could only see his nephew's face.

I saw Gu Heng's face turned serious: "A lot of money? I'm preparing for a leisure and bathing center recently, so maybe I can't spend too much."

"Well, that's fine, just let him come and find me."

"A novel? I'm writing it. It's almost 50, but the plot is less than one-tenth. I can stick to it until the technology comes out."

"Hmm, don't worry, I'm doing business, you put 1... huh?"

Immediately afterwards, Tu Long noticed that Gu Heng seemed to be rigid. He endured it for a long time and couldn't help being filled with righteous indignation: "Boss, no matter how smart I am, I can't become a gold medal screenwriter in seven days and give a ten-episode script!"

It turned out to be the boss!

Tu Long's interest has grown. If he wrote this script, it's not that he can't help, anyway, he's free now!

Director Lin, who was forgotten in the corner, cried and fainted in the toilet.

After about a minute, Gu Heng, who was very efficient, hung up the phone. He took a deep breath and looked at his third uncle with a sincere face.

"Uncle," Gu Heng held Tu Long's hand, tears seemed to glisten, "Can you teach me how to write scripts? Otherwise, I'm afraid I will be deprived of my shares."

Tu Long: "???"

Buckle, buckle what?

Gu Heng issued a military order to Yan Shou, promising that he could write the script of the first ten episodes of Shangze Mainland.

But fortunately, as a drama with a magical theme, Shangze Continent does not have many words in the script, and most of them are dramas.

And Shangze Dalu itself has not finished serializing, they are filming now, and they can also follow the text while writing and filming, and there is more time for it.

Compared with this script, what is more difficult to master is the casting.

Director Chen spent a night reading the original work, and compared with the list given by Yanshou, he began to conceive the desired actors.

The banquet guard was pressed for time, but Director Chen became very motivated, and followed Yu or the next afternoon to choose a role.

The first place Yu Gu took Director Chen to was Deep Sea Entertainment Company.

When they came in, Director Chen's eyes lit up with that innocent baby face at the front desk: "Not bad beauty!"

"Well, as long as you like it," Yu Or said meaningfully, "Maybe it's a script actor."

"That won't work," Director Chen waved his hand, "You have to have some experience, otherwise how can you teach me?"

After he finished speaking, Yu or stopped in his tracks.

Director Chen had to stop: "What's wrong?"

"Well," Yu Or vaccinated Director Chen, "Our boss said that since there are many seedlings, you'd better look for them here. If you can't find them, he will hire other actors."

Director Chen: "..."

Yu or comforted: "But we have a lot of beauties here, so don't worry too much."

Director Chen was puzzled: "Why do you have to have your own people? You can't support so many artists at once?"

Yu or whispered: "The main thing is to save money."

Director Chen: "..."

Speechless, he even felt that the script might be ruined.

In silence, Yu Or led Director Chen up the stairs, and introduced as he walked: "At present, we have fifteen artists in the company, all of whom are between 16 and [-] years old, but their faces are not immature. None fit."

Director Chen said at the right time: "That's not enough, there are more than fifteen leading actors."

Yu or explained: "Because young people are young and easy to wear, which is in line with the current trend. Our artists are all young people, and the adult employees are in the aquarium. We will go there later."

Seeing that Director Chen seemed to be in despair, Yu had no choice but to comfort him, "Don't worry, Director Chen, there are still enough employees, a few thousand, even one out of a hundred is enough, and there are children, there are more children, as long as you say Type, we promise to find a type for you!"

Director Chen: "..."

This is how there is a sense of déjà vu of human trafficking.

But Yu may also be wronged. Can he control the number of monks and the lack of food?Can the boss change his unwillingness to waste money?

No!

Even if Director Chen dared to express his dissatisfaction, the boss dared to let the large troops staying in the clan area find suitable ones to rush over.

Anyway, no money!

Yu may only let Director Chen think in a good place.

Anyway, these clansmen have a good memory, as long as they act in their true colors, with so many personalities, it's no problem to find a character in their true colors.

Anyway, these clansmen have good looks, as long as they stand up, the audience will not notice some small flaws, and it is not impossible to perform well.

No matter how bad it is, there is still their boss's Poseidon needle.

The boss can make Qi Yiqiqi stand up, and it is not impossible to enlighten the army of group performers.

Compared to Yu Or's optimism, Director Chen frowned a little. He had never seen the so-called easy to see and forget flaws.

There is no shortage of good-looking people in the entertainment industry, but good-looking traffic stars can become box office poison, this is not a question of good-looking or not!

How important is acting!

Lao Chen doesn't think there is any fairy good looks that can make up for the lack of acting skills. It's not that everyone is a banquet boss. He can use that face to make people ignore his acting skills, forget the plot, and use that acting skills to make people ignore him face, immersed in the plot.

Director Chen didn't take it seriously, but he didn't have the intention of backing down. He was reluctant to part with this novel, so he had no choice but to cast the role with the worst intentions.

If not, he doesn't mind raising funds himself!

Director Chen fell into his rough filming future, and couldn't recover for a long time, until he heard a timid call.

"Brother Yu?" The oriole-like voice was puzzled, "Why are you back?"

Director Chen subconsciously turned his head. The little oriole was very beautiful, with pink hair hanging down his waist, and big round eyes full of innocence.

Xiao Huangqi was wearing dance practice clothes. When she saw their gazes, she tilted her head, her big eyes turned into moons, and she was a little proud. "Will you come to see us practice dance? We are very good!"

It seems that if you say she is not good, she will frown arrogantly.

OK, so pretty.

"It's her!" Director Chen suddenly shouted excitedly, "It's her, it's her, she is the Lilith in my mind! The strongest time tower master, Lilith!"

The pink-haired little oriole backed away subconsciously, and looked at Yu He curiously: "Brother Yu, is this, is this, is it an illegitimate meal?"

Yu or: "...No."

He was speechless, and helplessly patted the big director on the shoulder: "Calm down brother, you scared my children."

Really, it's just a little girl, so excited!