After rebirth, the president resigned and became the actor

As soon as he said this, the good-tempered photographer Edward immediately became unhappy.

He can understand not-so-complicated Chinese, and it just so happens that Beibei's sentence is too simple to understand.

The editor-in-chief of Sands felt a little thumped. Just as he was about to smooth things over, he heard Edward speak a long paragraph of extremely fast English.

"..." The editor-in-chief was stunned, and looked for the editor of their magazine to act as a translator everywhere. The editor ran over, sweating all over, and stammered and bowed to Edward, "Yes, I'm sorry, that, I'm sorry."

"What did Mr. Edward say?" The editor-in-chief pinched him from behind, and the editor came to his senses, wanting to cry and said, "That...the teacher said that Beibei didn't...if you don't want to shoot..." The second half of the sentence couldn't be said .

"If you don't want to shoot, don't shoot." Gu Zhuozhuo said suddenly on the sofa: "He said that Bei Bei was not professional, had a bad attitude, and looked down on art. He also said that he had photographed many Japanese and Korean artists, and he had never seen him like this. "

Beibei and everyone: "..."

Don't translate this kind of words again, okay? ?

Gu Zhuozhuo turned to the still angry photographer, stood up, and said to him in English, "Don't waste your time on people who are not worth it?"

Edward: "No! It's art! Art!"

The editor-in-chief understood this sentence, and tried to wink at Beibei, and Beibei's manager also went up to scold him. Afterwards, several people came together to apologize to Edward.Beibei was said to be crying, and she was wronged and said sorry.

After 10 minutes, I finally rested and started shooting again.

This time Edward had a straight face, he was no longer good okfe, the music also stopped, and the atmosphere in the shed was solemn.

Bebe didn't dare to be self-willed any more, and followed Edward's request with a single command, but within 5 minutes, Edward said indifferently that the filming was over.

In good conscience, Beibei's idol's small face should be very photogenic.But I don't know if it's because the knife moved too much or what, there is an indescribable stiffness.

It's okay to put it on other photographers, but Edward has a willful position, he is not a human being to be picky, and he looks at him with eyebrows.

Bebe's manager went to check the photos on the computer, and was not satisfied with some of them, but seeing Edward's impatient look, he finally didn't go up and say anything.

The first shooting finally came to an end, and the staff moved again, changing the curtain and setting up props.In a quarter of an hour, a retro European-style room was set up.

Carved picture frames, a fireplace covered with ashes, and a silver candlestick standing beside a chair wrapped in red velvet.It is dark outside the window for the time being, and it may be outside later. The golden pattern on the dark green wallpaper is very delicate.

Gu Zhuozhuo finished his makeup and walked up step by step.

Edward was still unhappy, he didn't smile when he saw Gu Zhuozhuo, he turned around and confirmed with the editor-in-chief: "sglevaire?"

The editor-in-chief said right.

For Edward, being single isn't a definition, it's a feeling.Originally, he should discuss with Gu Zhuozhuo and explain his impression, but now he is not in the mood.

What do these Chinese people know?I just use photos as a tool to show off my beauty, and I don't understand the art behind it.

He curled his lips in dissatisfaction, blocked by his beard, and no one saw him.Then he bowed slightly, stood behind the camera, opened his eyes to the monitor.

"!!!"

Edward felt his heart skip a beat.

Gu Zhuozhuo didn't hear the instructions, so he was still immersed in the atmosphere he had just brewed.

The so-called photography, according to his personal understanding, once there is a theme of props, it is no different from a performance.He just needs to see the vampire as a character.

What's it like to be single?

If you never get it, it may be chic and happy.

But if you gain and lose it, you will feel that your soul is empty.The vampire was haunted by loneliness, day after day he looked at the foggy street from the window of the old castle, or looked up at the bright moon, as if nothing could bring him back to life.

Yes, he is dead.

"Gu," Edward was so excited, remembering that this person could communicate, he simply instructed him in English: "Tear off the tie."

Upon hearing this, Gu Zhuozhuo obediently pulled off his tie, and undid two more buttons.

"Yes!" Edward said, "Look at the side candlestick, and don't turn your body... It seems that in the halo of the candle flame, there is your imaginary lover. You are trying hard but can't get it!"

"........."

Gu Zhuozhuo almost made a show, gritted his teeth secretly, and scolded Edward a few words in his heart.

By this time Bebe had changed her clothes.

His manager had already left with his assistants, and the shed immediately became much cleaner.He should have left, but he was still unwilling to do so. He became angry when he thought of the person who had stolen his cover, so he sneaked back.

Wang Xuchen sat at the place closest to the door, and Beibei stood behind him.

Immediately afterwards, he heard Edward shout excitedly: "jtlikethatfeelg! thatwhatiwant!"

"What do you mean?" Bebe wondered.

Wang Xuchen looked back and saw him, and said kindly, "He said, this is the feeling he wants."

"..." Beibei was about to die of anger, she gritted her teeth, thinking, this photographer has something against me, right?Why was he so happy when Gu Zhuozhao went up?I was very serious at the beginning, okay? ?

Beibei looked down at Wang Xuchen again, and became even angrier.This person has been in the entertainment industry for more than ten years and has not made his mark. He is an outdated old actor, and he is bullied like this by a newcomer. He dare not fart.

Originally, he was counted on to share the firepower, but now that I think about it, forget it.

Beibei looked jealously at Gu Zhuozhuo who was sitting on the velvet chair with his legs crossed, and couldn't help but let out a feed.

Wang Xuchen: "?"

"Does he know this photographer?" Bei Bei was depressed: "Isn't it just a few poses to find some good angles. I used to take pictures like this, and I don't think there is any difference between him and me!"

Wang Xuchen smiled: "Your photo is of yourself, but Gu Zhuozhao is an actor."

"what?"

"He is playing a role, a vampire who has been hiding in the castle alone for hundreds of years, longing for love."

Bebe: "..."

Beibei's goosebumps are about to rise, thinking what the hell, do you want to be so nasty?Still longing for love, where do you follow?It's just a photo shoot, but it's too silly to show off your acting skills here... huh...

At this time, Gu Zhuozhuo turned his back to the camera position, and under the dim yellow light, he took off half of his shirt.

Bebe: "!!!"

Inhalation sounded one after another in the shed, and in the corner, Beibei pointed at Gu Zhuozhuo, her face flushed red: "Damn!!!"

"Bei Bei!" His manager hurried in after finding no one outside, grabbed him and walked out: "The announcement is about to be late, so why bother?"

Seeing Wang Xuchen, he changed his face again: "Hey, Teacher Wang, Beibei is still young, and sometimes she can't speak clearly, so don't be angry with him!"

Beibei waved her hands: "I'll watch it for a while, just for a while..."

"No, hurry up, what's there to see, the surname Gu is just lucky for the time being, his small company has no future..."

The sound faded away.

Wang Xuchen sat in his original position without even moving his hands.

He saw Gu Zhuozhuo changed his position again, laying down on the sofa, curled up and closed his eyes, the photographer pushed the camera forward to take a close-up shot of him.

Wang Xuchen picked up the phone, zoomed in on the camera, and with a click, Gu Zhuozhao's snow-white arm hanging down from the sofa was photographed.And the rest of the beautiful vampire's body was completely blocked by the staff from all walks of life.

He flashed a playful smile and began to edit the text message.In the middle of typing, the staff came over and asked him to do styling, so Wang Xuchen put away his phone and followed.

When he got back, Gu Zhuozhuo just finished filming.It was past four o'clock in the afternoon. In order not to work overtime, everyone began to quickly rearrange the scene.Gu Zhuozhuo walked towards Wang Xuchen, took the jacket handed over by Xiao Tang, and said hello, "Senior, you have been waiting for a long time."

Wang Xuchen is going to have a warm and masculine look in autumn, with a very everyday look, and changed into a brick red sweater.The whole person seemed to speak well.

Gu Zhuozhuo's purpose is to go to the other party's WeChat, and then he will have the opportunity to ask him about the crew ten years ago.

He considered his words in his mind, and then said that he really liked Senior's Fantasy World of Gods and Demons...

"Hahaha," Wang Xuchen laughed, and joked, "You also like Shizun very much, it's a pity that I won't be filming anymore."

"..." Gu Zhuozhuo scolded Beibei in his heart, and then said with a smile: "How come, I know that senior has made many movies later."

"I also like your Han Ye very much. You have improved a lot." Wang Xuchen said, "Ten years ago, I was a small group performer. I wonder if you still remember me?"

"!!!" Gu Zhuozhuo was startled, and even felt absurd.

How is it possible that Wang Xuchen actually remembered him?He was just a corpse at that time, his face was still painted in a mess, and he had no intersection with him after that, how did he recognize it! ?

"I remember your eyes, the tear mole is very characteristic." Wang Xuchen said: "I thought it was you at first sight when I saw Han Ye, and my age was right, so I really remembered correctly, right?"

"Yes..." Gu Zhuozhuo was stunned: "It's me!"

Unexpectedly, this matter went so smoothly, Gu Zhuozhuo was quite pleasantly surprised, thinking that Wang Xuchen is really a good person... exchanged WeChat with him smoothly.

Caught off guard and confirmed his conjecture, Gu Zhuozhuo pondered for a moment.

Wang Xuchen knew him, which meant that Lin Jian knew him too.Because that play was the job that Lin Jian took him to find.

At that time, they got along day and night, and they couldn't be more familiar with each other. Now that he appeared in the public eye, Lin Jian must have seen it.

On the other hand, Lin Jian is still alive and well, which shows that the self in this world does not know his true face.Lin Jian will not be too defensive against him.

This is his advantage.

After thinking for a while, the scene changed.Wang Xuchen said goodbye to him, and agreed to go up to take pictures next time he went out to eat.

Gu Zhuozhuo still had an interview to record, so he didn't watch him shoot anymore, and went to another studio.

Two hours later, the shoot was over and everyone else had left.

Wang Xuchen exchanged greetings with all the staff members, and went to the backstage to remove makeup with a smile.

He walked through all kinds of people and came to the slightly deserted dressing room.The mirror reflected his deep eyebrows and eyes.

On the bright table, his mobile phone was buried by a pile of makeup brushes and bottles and jars. When he picked up the phone, there was a half-edited text message on the screen.

Wang Xuchen took a look at it, finished the second half of the sentence, attached a photo, and tapped send.

——[Wen Yue, look at your little ♂ friend ♂ friend. [picture]. 】

Wen Yue who received the text message: "..."

Mu Ye is a star chasing girl, the very unlucky kind.

Three months ago, she fell in love with Jiang Jiating, but Jiang Jiating was suddenly hidden by the snow.After that, she regained her mood and became a fan of jiy, who was drunk and driving.

Life is so difficult, and the world is impermanent. She experienced ups and downs in just three months, and now she seems to have the urge to become a monk.

My best friend sent a greeting: young man, don't be so mournful, come out and sing K?

Mu Ye typed: No Liao, no energy.

Girlfriend: Then I went to play, Ah Qing said that there is a good-looking little brother, don’t you come too?

Muye: No more.

After nine o'clock in the evening, she lay down bored, thinking, it's so hard to chase after stars...it's so boring without star chasers...

Or go to have a relationship in two days?

But the standard of being tempted by a best friend is too low. The so-called good-looking little brother is either pockmarked or oily... Her eyes are spoiled by the good-looking bionics, so she can't do it... woo woo woo...

Mu Ye slowly turned over on the bed. After clicking on several variety shows, she felt that it was not good-looking, so she clicked on her star chasing trumpet after thinking about it.

TV series Dengxian Road official Weibo v: Good luck!The TV series Dengxian Road was held in Fantasy World Film and Television City...

——Oh, the [-]th-line young model is the heroine of the film.

Entertainment News v: Dang Dang Dang!Let's take a look at today's one-day editorial activities. Who is the guest?Please put away the welfare time of Jingjingjing!In the show, Qi Xing blew himself up that he likes...

——Oh, it’s Qixing again, so tired.

Jiangcheng Daily v: At [-]:[-] this afternoon, a car accident occurred in Chonghai District. A...

— Tsk, I'm so sad, hurry up and turn up.

Sands Fashion v: Only half an hour left until the release time!The warm-up activity is in full swing!What kind of excitement will the co-photographer Mr. Edward bring to us in this issue?What kind of stunning theme will the cover blockbuster be?Come to like and comment, and send out your idol's exclusive postcard. The number of likes reaches [-], [-], and [-]. You can also unlock the video interview of the cover character respectively?Come and participate in the interaction!

Sands Fashion?

After all, Mu Ye has been chasing stars for so many years, and he knows everything about domestic magazines and even photographers.

In the past few years, Jinsha has made a lot of money from the sales of e-magazines among idols, and he can afford a photographer of Edward's level...

This is a very awesome person, who used to be in the Japanese and Korean circles.

Mu Ye remembered that Qi Xing once appeared in a daily magazine and collaborated with him to shoot a set of seascapes. Fans kept blowing it up, and until now it was a picture of the town circle.

But Muye thinks that's it.She doesn't understand the concept and artistic pursuit of these photographers...as long as the idol looks good.

However, Edward often takes some photos of burying lightning, and once took a death angle of her idol in the Korean circle, and she was so angry that she cursed for three months.

Looking at the comments on Weibo, there was a lot of quarreling, and she ate melon listlessly, remembering the previous Beibei powder madness incident.

It turned out to be this magazine...

Mu Ye lay sleepy, but looking at the time, the magazine was about to be published in 5 minutes, so he decided to brush for a while and eat fresh melons.

After a while, she yawned, and finally waited on time to refresh Weibo.

"Let me see, which little goblin is so lucky to be on the cover of Edward's shoot during the newcomer period... grass."

Mu Ye sat up suddenly, turned over and nearly rolled to the ground.

Hastily!

Who is this! ?

What kind of peerless little fairy is this! ?

The man on the cover turned his back to her, turned his face sideways, and looked at the empty candlelight.

He has a slender neck that draws nice lines with his shoulders.There is no lack of masculine strength in this line, and it is so thin that it has a sense of tenacity.

The joints of the spine are down, which is the smooth back and the shoulder blades that are ready to fly.The undulating gullies are very deep because of the side light, and the interweaving of light and shadow creates a thrilling beauty.

He also has a mole of tears under his eyes, and his fangs rest on his lower lip.

Ahhhhh!What a beautiful vampire this is!Those eyes make people's blood boil!Half-covered and half-covered, it's almost bursting!

Mu Ye was in high spirits, and quickly commented under the magazine: I want to know all the information about this little brother within 3 minutes!

Then she turned back, and after a while, she saw the character interview, Gu Zhuozhuo...

Gu Zhuozhuo! ?Isn't that Han Ye who plays the night shooting star! ?This is Han Ye! ?

Although Mu Ye didn't watch that drama, he still saw the GIFs on the Internet. He couldn't believe this young, thin, confused and protective boy... Overlord Han Ye! ?

The pictures in the back are also very exciting, Muye saved them crazily, although he didn’t show more, but he pulled his tie, rolled up his cuffs, curled up on the sofa, and saw that his eyelashes were so long, so long, with his closed eyes...

Mu Ye sat up straight dizzily, with only one thought in her mind - Mom, I'm in love.

I can't control myself.

I have an idol again! ! !

……

The next day, Zhongsheng Culture, the agent's office.

"The praise is rave, and the performance is good." Hatu sat behind a pile of materials and reported the current situation to Gu Zhuozhuo.

"Bebe's fans have stopped talking, so don't pay attention for now. There's no way, the filming is not good, especially compared to your rank." Ha Tu said.

"Oh." Gu Zhuozhuo read the script in a dull voice.

"As of 3000 o'clock this morning, you have sold more than 2 copies of this magazine's single-person electronic issue, and Beibei has sold more than 7 copies, which is five times his. Others are even more negligible. Physical magazines The number of reservations is more than [-], which is the peak of Sands' data in the past six months, and their editor-in-chief called last night to express their gratitude and sent a box of mooncakes."

Gu Zhuozhao: "... Has it expired?"

"No."

Hatu continued: "The number of fans, you have already increased to 500 million, and Beibei is only 600 million, and you have been gaining momentum these days. I estimate that you can increase to 800 million before you join the group. You only have one drama, and you have already It's a very good result, and I didn't buy you fans."

"How many fans are other people?" Gu Zhuozhuo asked.

"Wang Xuchen 80, Jimmy 500 million, and Lanli 3000 million."

"Where's Miao Hang?"

Hatu searched on the spot: "It's also 500 million, he is a pure actor."

Gu Zhuozhuo thought for a while: "Where's his star?"

Hatu: "... [-] million."

Gu Zhuozhuo threw away the notebook in his hand, changed another one, flipped through it and said, "It turns out that Wen Yue doesn't have as many fans as his star..."

"..."

Hatu searched curiously. Wen Yue, Huang v who authenticated the chairman of Jiangtian Group, has only one Weibo posted by the system, and the others are clean. It's just such an empty account with 8000 million fans.

Impressed.

"In short, this time the performance is good. When you are released, you should be able to receive invitations from various magazines." Hatu said.

"Next time, don't accept this kind of thing." Gu Zhuozhuo read the script in a dull voice, "I think Wen Yue has an opinion."

"Ah?" Hatu wondered, "What did he say?"

"I'm depressed because I didn't say anything..." Gu Zhuozhuo threw a book called "Tianmoji: Aspirations to the Central Plains" on the table in annoyance, and grabbed a handful of hair: "He was not very happy when he just came back from the shoot that day. I said it was fine, but I ate a third of the meal. I don’t know if he saw the photos I took or what. The magazine came out yesterday, and I showed him, and he said it was great! He even squeezed my neck !"

Gu Zhuozhao took another book and lowered his head: "But you don't understand the tone, it makes me feel cold all over... I really suspect that he is going to strangle me to death."

Hatu: "...Wen Yue has an opinion if he has an opinion, what does it matter to you? You just borrowed his house, right? I'm really unhappy and moved out. It's not like you don't have money."

Gu Zhuozhuo sighed: "Don't mention this."

"No, I have to mention it. The scale of a magazine is normal. If you really can't shoot, let me know as soon as possible. Also, what will you do when you shoot in the future?" Ha Tu became serious.

"Receive normally," Gu Zhuozhuo said, "I'm just saying, if it's not necessary, understand... If you come across a good book, don't worry about it."

He paused and said, "Wen Yue will understand me, he actually didn't say anything about this magazine."

Ha Tu actually wanted to say, are you thinking too much, maybe Wen Dong is just in a bad mood.But seeing that Gu Zhuozhuo had his own ideas, he didn't say much.

"You have 500 million fans, please record a small video later to thank you. Beibei and Wang Xuchen may ask you to interact with you for business. If you don't worry, give me your Weibo account and I will take care of it for you."

"Okay." Gu Zhuozhuo asked, "What time is it?"

"10:30."

It was almost time for Gu Zhuozhuo to listen, so he quickly flipped through the last two remaining scripts and piled them on the desk that was already spiky.

At this moment, in this small office, there was no room left.

"Finally finished." Gu Zhuozhuo stood up and stretched, and said, "It's time to listen to the reports of those managers. Let's see what they have to say."

He took Hartu across the floor and left the office. The corridor was covered with gray plush carpets, and the staff and artists he met greeted or bowed to him one after another.

Gu Zhuozhao also called over one by one in a friendly manner.

The popularity of idol dramas may be false, but the sales volume of magazines actually symbolizes the artist's appeal, which means that in the future, it is possible to receive more endorsements and become an artist with more commercial value.

The whole company is convinced of him and understands that this is not just a height that can be achieved by the word "praise".

Otherwise, after so many years, it wouldn't be the case that only one Jiang Jiating was selected.

Once Gu Zhuozhao succeeds, Zhong Sheng's company will be able to follow suit. From then on, he will get rid of the embarrassing state of being unknown, and promotion and salary increase are just around the corner.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a Hawaiian floral shirt walked up to him, holding a cardboard box. When he saw Gu Zhuozhuo, he was startled. He shrunk his neck and wrinkled his eyes in a very comic way, and ran past the wall, and quickly entered the security room. The channel is gone.

"Who?" Gu Zhuozhuo asked blankly.

"Former artist deputy director," Ha Tu said, "Jiang Jiating's uncle."

"Oh!" Gu Zhuozhuo suddenly realized: "Why hasn't he left yet?"

"It should be that the resignation handover has finally been completed. The cardboard box in his arms is his personal belongings."

Gu Zhuozhuo snorted inexplicably, and understood, as expected, there are quite a lot of veterans in the middle of the company, and they handle things as they please.If he hadn't made up his mind to rectify it, how long would this deputy director have to be named and how long would he have to go through the resignation procedures?

Fortunately, I tossed and tossed before joining the group, so at least I could calm down for a while.

Give it a chance, and change it later if it doesn't work.

At the same time, on the top floor of the company's building b, the Zhongsheng Culture Film and Television Production Department, the atmosphere was as cold as the North Pole.

The last time Gu Zhuozhuo got angry, the three production directors were all in a meeting in the city, but they didn't hear it.Later, I heard several managers describe him as Godzilla for a while, Hitler for a while, like fog, rain and wind, and the three of them were very disdainful.

Old Wei Dong is so old, he can't play with the three of them, what use can a brat do?

Naive, naive, and idealistic.

The three production directors have been intriguing for many years. Before Wei Dong left, a round of winners and losers had just been decided. The winner was named Qian, and his name was Qian Boxue.

The production department has a lot of power. He has worked in Zhongsheng for 20 years. He is an old man and very proud.

Therefore, when Gu Zhuozhao first entered the training camp, Peng Yingjie asked him if he knew Director Qian, and Hatu also recommended him to choose an agent who had a good relationship with Qian Boxue from the company.

The three originally had their own offices, but Gu Zhuozhuo would come later, so for convenience, they went to Director Qian's place together.

Qian Boyue has slender eyes, gold-rimmed glasses, gray hair, and a thin body, but he loves to smile.

He said: "Let's make an agreement. When Xiao Gu comes later, he has to hand over the book I chose."

Beside the fortune tree, a fat middle-aged man is smoking.He curled his lips, exhaled and said, "Hand it to you, that's fine."

This person is called Zhang Ying, the director of the producer Zhang, and he is the least ambitious one.

He used to like to make New Year's films and holiday films. Since it became more and more difficult to make movies, he also made several TV series, but the results were not satisfactory.

As soon as he finished speaking, a bearded man in a red T-shirt and a camouflage vest sitting by the window coughed twice: "Old Zhang, what's wrong with you missing two cigarettes? When the kids come in later, oh, this It smelled so strong, I thought it was on fire."

The bracelet uncle is called Pang Longxi, the director of the producer Pang, and he fights with Qian Boxue endlessly.

Qian Boxue likes modern dramas, while he loves ancient costumes. A few years ago, Mr. Wei Dong got along well with him and has always supported his ideas. He has voted for several ancient costume dramas.As a result, once the restriction order was issued, the show could not be sold, and the bell was dragged down for life.

Old Wei Dong sold his shares, and he also died down. He has never fought for money and learned a lot, so he temporarily lost his right to speak.

The three of them refused to accept each other, and each had their own opinions.

But making movies and TV shows requires money.

Zhongsheng only has so much money. To maintain daily operations, pay wages to employees, pay guarantees to artists, pay tuition fees to trainers, water and electricity properties, which one does not need money?

A few years ago, when several dramas were in his hands, the old director Wei was still full of confidence to raise funds everywhere, but now he has no confidence, and the money invested by the new shareholders can be regarded as good enough to make a movie.

For this reason, they quarreled countless times. In the end, Qian Boxue won, and the other two had nothing to do if they were unhappy. They just waited for Xiao Gu to come in and let him approve it.

After all, Xiao Gu is a young man in his twenties, and his hair hasn't even grown. If he doesn't listen to their opinions, who else would he want to listen to?

Half an hour later, there were two knocks on the door, and the three looked up at the same time, thinking—here they came.

As soon as the door opened, the person who came was standing in silhouette. He was tall, and behind him stood Hatu, who wanted to reach the ceiling.Qian Boxue was the first to greet him with a smile, and said, "Welcome, welcome, this is Xiao Gu..."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Gu Zhuozhao was almost choked to death by the white smoke, and took a step back with a very bad expression: "Smoking is banned in the office, what's the matter with you?"

The three people in the room froze at the same time.

This...why is it different from what they thought?

Gu Zhuozhuo asked them to open the window and wait until the smoke cleared before going in.

He was very serious. He sat on the main desk and tapped the pen twice on the table.The voice seemed to knock on their hearts, making the three of them inexplicably terrified.

A full ten seconds passed before he said in a deep voice, "Sit."

Qian Boxue and the three sat on the sofa.

"Director Qian, Director Zhang, and Director Pang." Gu Zhuozhuo nodded one by one, without smiling, he wrote something on the paper, looked up and said, "Do you know that the company bans smoking? Corridors, offices, tea rooms, toilets are all not allowed. But There is a smoking area on every floor of the company, can't you see it?"

Zhang Ying didn't know where to put it when he got it.

"Last week, the whole company distributed study manuals. According to the report from the External Propaganda Department, you have registered and received them from top to bottom. How are you doing?" Gu Zhuozhuo waited for a while, but no one answered, and suddenly smiled He let out a sigh: "I don't think it's serious, otherwise the cigarette is so vigorously smoked, and it was smoked before I came here."

He slowly put down the pen: "Why, look down on me?"

After saying this, the three of them became anxious, and Qian Boxue immediately said: "No, no, absolutely not! Xiao Gu, uncle is a little busy these days, so I must look back!"

Zhang Ying nodded even more: "I'm used to it, I'm really used to it, and I will definitely not smoke it next time! I really have no other meaning..."

Gu Zhuozhuo hummed, dropped the topic, and asked, "Let's not talk about that, you are the most experienced production directors in the company, and you all have good eyesight. So the project plan and timetable for the next filming project , Budget, are you ready?"

Speaking of business, Qian Boxue finally heaved a sigh of relief.

He smiled into a crumpled chrysanthemum, took out a schedule from the file bag, and handed it to Gu Zhuozhao: "Look, this is a book carefully selected by us old guys, after reading hundreds of scripts, It was finalized. The youth school drama, with positive energy, is sure to be a big hit when it is filmed, attracting social attention, parents think, it will be a good drama with national popularity and reputation, and become a representative work of our Zhongsheng culture! "

Gu Zhuozhuo opened it and raised his eyebrows.

The title of the play is "Last Year's School Grass".

There are still three days before he will join the team. According to the plan, he will use these few days to decide the next phase of the company's shooting tasks.Not long after the funds are in place, the task can be arranged to quickly stabilize people's hearts.

Not to mention the small ones in the training camp, even Ren Gaoyuan and the others have been idle for nearly half a year.When the project is in operation, it will help improve the company's healthy image in the industry, and it will be easier to find well-known actors in the future.

After all, I don't know how many years it will take to cultivate from scratch, it's better to dig out ready-made ones to make money quickly.

So in the past few days, he has roughly read all the scripts squeezed by the company, and also wants to see the level and style of these production directors.If it doesn't meet his expectations, quickly change the person, so as not to cause trouble in this position.

Among so many scripts, "Last Year's School Grass" is the one that impressed him deeply.It is different from the youth pain dramas that were popular a few years ago. It is relatively simpler and closer to the real life of most students.

The story tells the story of a boy in the third year of high school who, due to a sudden illness, performed abnormally in the college entrance examination, and entered the repeat class of the school in the second year.

He is tall and has long legs and plays basketball with good grades. He has been recognized by the school as a school grass in the past three years.

However, when he entered the repeat class, everything changed.He became last year's school grass and lost his aura.

There are all kinds of problem students in the re-reading class. There are those who work hard but have poor grades, those who are forced by their parents but do not want to learn, those who cook hot pot and play games in class, those who are too stressed and depressed and want to jump off the building, art students with culture Didn't pass the class...

There are all kinds of beings, and behind every student there is a family. It is realistic and thought-provoking.

At the end of the story, through his own efforts, the school grass got into the target university as he wished, and the students also crossed the important threshold of life and entered a new stage.

Zhong Sheng had never made this type of film before, so Gu Zhuozhuo was quite surprised.

Qian Boxue said: "Although this is not very eye-catching, it talks about trivial things, but it is a drama that is close to life. In recent years, it has achieved good results. Last year, there was a web drama about the life of urban female white-collar workers, and then it became a hit. It has become a star, and the leading actors are all third-tier, purely relying on the drama to lead people. There is also a youthful emotional drama, where young couples go from school to society, and the discussion is also very high."

Seeing that Gu Zhuozhao was silent, neither shaking his head nor smiling, Qian Boyue became a little anxious: "Little Gu, you trust uncle. After all these years, uncle's vision cannot be worse than yours, right? The investment in this drama will not Big, if you don’t invite big names, you’ll be able to spend 500 million yuan! Low investment, high return, it’s much more reliable than trying to get 5000 million yuan in an ancient costume fantasy!”

"Huh?" Pang Longxi was displeased. He pushed Qian Boxue aside, and said loudly, "I don't agree! I'm afraid I can make any money from investing? I don't agree with you, old Qian."

As he said that, he also put a script in front of Gu Zhuozhuo.

Qian Boxue was dumbfounded, pointed at him and said angrily, "What do you mean? I didn't agree..."

At this moment, Zhang Ying, who had been smoking before, also took out a script from his sleeve, put it in Gu Zhuozhuo's hand embarrassingly, and took advantage of the fight between the two, leaned closer and said, "Xiao Gu...Gu Xiaoyou."

"Huh?" Gu Zhuozhuo smiled.

"I still stick to my opinion... I am optimistic about this script. New Year's movie, it will definitely work. You have a look, first watch..."

"Zhang Ying, fuck you!" Pang Longxi squeezed him away: "Little Mr. Gu, no, Gu Dong, look at me! You know that Ming Jin is going to shoot, and the restriction order is about to be lifted! There is a shortage of good ancient costumes in the market, and more Lack of good martial arts! This "Mist Shadow Pavilion" has been in my hands for three years, and I didn't shoot it because I was afraid that it would not be broadcast. It is a good book! The original novel has also become popular in the past two years. It is a good time to shoot him ah!"

"Shoot mine!" "You can still shoot martial arts in your dreams!" "There will be no competition for next year's Lunar New Year...don't miss the opportunity..." "Didn't you agree!? You two old things!" "Students Are you busy with class? Who will watch your miserable school drama!" "I can't do ancient costumes!" "..."

The three of them quarreled so loudly that they almost rolled on the ground and beat each other. It seemed that no one would accept the other.

Gu Zhuozhuo didn't stop them, and opened the other two scripts.

"Mist Shadow Pavilion", a suspenseful crime-solving drama in ancient costumes.

The original novel was well written, and Gu Zhuozhuo read it from beginning to end after finding it.The concept is exquisite, the characters are full, and it has also accumulated considerable popularity after its publication in the past two years.

Zhong Sheng didn't spend much money to buy it in his early years, and it was indeed a smart eye.

Moreover, it is not a fantasy drama, special effects do not cost money, there are not many big scenes, and there are many dramas.That way the budget won't be too high.

As long as the actor is chosen correctly, in Gu Zhuozhuo's view, it is safe to make money.

The last is "Thousands of Trees and Pear Blossoms", which is positioned as a Lunar New Year movie next year, and it is not too early to start the project now.

Ten years ago, Zhong Sheng also made movies, and the results were not bad. In recent years, he dared not do so, for fear of paying too much.But it seems that Zhang Ying still wants to shoot.

This is an absurd comedy, and Gu Zhuozhuo also remembers it clearly.

The three generations of the protagonist's family quarreled constantly on New Year's Eve and threatened to sever the parent-child relationship.At this time, the mother found out that she had won a luxurious prize, and the next day the family embarked on a funny and fantasy island trip with beards and beards.

After going through all kinds of thrills, a reconciliation was finally reached between the family members.

There is nothing to choose about this theme as a Lunar New Year film. The funny parts in the middle and later stages of the story are handled very well, absurd but yet philosophical. It is a very good original script.

The three picked three dramas, all of which he thought were good.

"Okay." Gu Zhuozhuo organized the script, put it in his hand, and clasped his hands