The system forces me to sell insurance

Looking at the picturesque scenery, I wanted to write poems and present them to the world.However, I have no culture, so I can only lie down and try my best.good poem!

As soon as Ye Fan had some thoughts, 'Fucking Poetry' popped out of his head automatically!
"What's wrong, Brother Ye Fan?"

Zhang Ye is now somewhat familiar with Ye Fan.

Seeing Ye Fan throwing his carefully prepared script aside and looking dazed, his brows frowned.

"This script is not good."

Ye Fan said directly.

Zhang Ye frowned even harder.

If he hadn't seen with his own eyes Ye Fan's performance in the crew of Run Bar before, and even because of his recommendation, Ye Fan personally participated in the script setting of Run Bar several times, Zhang Ye would have turned Ye Fan's face straight away.

For his own script, Zhang Ye has absolute confidence!
As a talented director and screenwriter.

If it weren't for his bad temper, Zhang Ye would have become a first-line director in China long ago if he was confident.

This is Ye Fan. With his approval, he is a super good actor candidate. If it is someone else, it is a producer, an investor, Zhang Ye would dare to scold him.

Ye Fan said, "Wait for me a moment."

Ye Fan walked up to a staff member and asked politely, "Can you lend me your computer first. I'll write a script."

The staff member who was editing the video was taken aback for a moment, looked back at Zhang Ye, and found that Zhang Ye's face seemed a little ugly, but Zhang Ye nodded clearly at him.

The staff warned, "Don't touch my data, use other words as you like."

Ye Fan said, "Okay."

Sitting in front of the computer, Evans springs up, words appear naturally in Ye Fan's mind, and then turn into words and appear in the word document on the computer.

"Ding, it was detected that the host's typing speed is too rubbish, and the reward for becoming a god is the god-level codeword speed, 2+ hand speed!"

"Ding, it is detected that someone is watching the host's every move, please use the 2+ hand speed to pretend to be aggressive immediately."

Zhang Ye saw that Ye Fan, who used to be a normal typewriter, suddenly turned into a professional codewriter.

Ye Fan's hand speed started to take off. In the word document, the number of words was increasing, and the more and more.

Thunderbolt, the sound of Ye Fan's typing on the keyboard rang out rhythmically in the room.

Seeing Ye Fan seriously writing the script, Zhang Ye was stunned.

Can the script still be written like this?

When he wrote the script, he carefully deliberated every time, considering the rationality of the plot, the audience's acceptance, and as a director and screenwriter, what you write, what you shoot, what you want What do you want to express, what do you want to show the audience.

time flies.

I don't know how long it has been.

a moment.

Ye Fan's typing hands suddenly stopped.

"It's finished."

Ye Fan stretched comfortably, clicked Save to make room, and motioned for Zhang Ye to take a look.

"Look at my script."

Although Zhang Ye did not believe that Ye Fan could write such a good script in such a short period of time.

However, the speed at which Ye Fan typed was still focused, which really surprised Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye still decided to take a look.

The name of the script is "Crazy Stone"!
Zhang Ye frowned. Just looking at the name of the script, the name didn't look very impressive.

Security captain?

Bao Shihong!
Would the audience like to watch this kind of story about poor security guards?