villain king

Chapter 81
Drinking is wrong, drinking is wrong!

Ji Yun grabbed his thigh and was furious.

Ning Hao's grandson was so good that he was cheap. After Ji Yun signed the contract, while drunk, he took out the props and cameras that Xie Xiaomeng carried with him in the crew, and dragged Ji Yun, who was in a daze, to an eggplant to witness this historic moment.

In general, Ji Yun was tricked.

He didn't expect that Ning Hao's grandson lost his kidneys after drinking, and he pissed himself out after drinking three or two bottles.

On the contrary, Ji Yun is a sincere scumbag, Ning Hao and Yue Xiaojun, one sings a bad face and the other sings a red face, and they feed him too much.

I thought they were here to reward Huang Bo and Bloomberg, but I didn't expect them to plan to calculate themselves from the beginning.

"Brother Yun, don't be angry."

Ning Hao licked his big face before apologizing, but Ji Yun couldn't help but be shocked by the joyful look on his face.

The thing is such a thing, but their method is really a bit unreasonable.

Ji Yun opened one eye and closed one eye, doing daily expression training, and didn't want to talk to him at all.

"Brother Yun, what kind of spells are you practicing? Let me show you the truth." Yue Xiaojun also came up to him and asked fawningly.

There's really nothing wrong with these two treasures, and Ji Yun can't get angry with their flattering and bitter faces.

Ji Yun sighed, "The facial expression training I have thought about by myself, closing one eye will not affect the changes in muscles outside the eyelids."

Yue Xiaojun tried it, closed one eye, the muscles on his face were uncontrollably pulled, and the other open eye unconsciously squinted.

"What's the use of this?"

"Micro-expressions, Teacher You Benchang's half-crying half-smiling expressions in Jigong need to use this training method."

Ning Hao immediately picked up the conversation, "Do you see it, this is called professionalism!"

"It's up to you two, don't sing together."

Huang Bo couldn't help laughing while drinking milk, Ning Hao's grandson apologizing was really funny.

"Don't we both sincerely apologize to you?"

"You don't need to apologize. I wanted to invest if you two didn't use this trick."

The two looked at each other, and then looked at Huang Bo who was eating melons.

Huang Bo nodded, indicating that it was indeed so.

Ning Hao was a little ashamed, and put his arms around Ji Yun's neck: "It's true that I divided this matter, and we will definitely not let you do a loss-making business. Also, if you ask anything, we will die."

"Really!"

Ji Yun immediately took out a notebook from under the pillow and handed it to the two of them.

Ok?
Not quite right, Ning Hao scratched his head, why does this method look so familiar.

Ji Yun smiled, "I'm glad you two are plotting against me like this."

"Too!"

Ning Hao laughed, and took the notebook: ""Embroidered Spring Knife"?"

Yue Xiaojun snatched the script over, "You will read a shitty script."

As he spoke, he brought up the script and flipped through it.

Looking at it, his brows gradually wrinkled.

Although the expression on his face didn't look right, he didn't stop flipping through the pages until he turned to the last page, he let out a long sigh of relief, and closed the script.

"How is it?" Ning Hao asked hastily.

His heart was also pounding, his words of death without hesitation were not that serious, but he didn't want to prevaricate Ji Yun's request either.

Ji Yun stretched out his hand and handed over the notebook because he must be the director himself, but this matter is simple and easy to say, and difficult to say.

The simple thing is that being a director is one's own job, and the next step is not too difficult.

The difficulty is that I have always been adhering to the principle of high-quality goods. Although the name is not very famous, but the style is sufficient, the general book is really difficult for me to accept.

Yue Xiaojun frowned as he looked at the notebook, while Ning Hao looked at him, feeling a little uncertain.

As soon as Yue Xiaojun put down the notebook, he quickly asked about the quality of the script.

"Very good." Yue Xiaojun smacked his mouth.

After all, he opened the script with unsatisfactory intentions, "The setting of the plot is very ingenious. The bomb of Wei Zhongxian's corpse was set at the beginning, which made the audience's hearts aroused. In addition, the two opposites of Zhao Jingzhong and the court, the protagonist Every step of the group can step on the hearts of the audience."

"Then why are you frowning? You scared me." Ning Hao patted his chest in fear.

He was afraid that Ji Yun would take out a bad book and ask him to take pictures.

Affect your official career!

"However, compared with an excellent story, the characters are relatively thin, and there is no sense of priority and secondary, and it is a bit dependent on personal acting skills." Yue Xiaojun paused, "Everyone in this book is struggling, and it looks like Eight Dragons."

"What do you mean? Don't be a fool, can you?" Ning Hao was a little confused.

"To put it simply, everyone is a separate story line, lacking interweaving points, and the characters are a bit thin under the guidance of money.

For example, the protagonist group is described as a life-threatening friendship. The boss buys an official with money to replace his father's official position. The third child is a bandit and joins Jinyiwei. When I got down, I subconsciously regarded the two brothers as white lotuses who couldn't tolerate sand in their eyes. "

Ji Yun nodded. This is considered a flaw in the script. Although it is harmless, it does not stand up to scrutiny.

"What's the boss, the second and the third, I haven't even read the script, why are you talking about these useless things with me!" Ning Hao didn't have the patience to listen to Yue Xiaojun's professional explanation, "You just tell us how to solve it. "

Yue Xiaojun rolled his eyes, "It's just that the roles in this book are too average, giving everyone room to play, Zhao Jingzhong, Ding Xiu, and even Zhang Ying, who is greedy for cheap, have given enough room to play, although some characters are too annoying. Hi, but if you want to shine, you have to rely on your own skills."

"Why do you rely on your own ability?"

"Whoever has good acting skills will win!"

"Oh!" Ning Hao nodded, it's good to co-author this book, it has nothing to do with me as a director.

Yue Xiaojun glanced at Ji Yun, and said with some embarrassment; "I'm a literati, and when I see a book, I instinctively find the unreasonable parts of the story. In fact, I'm a bit picky. In fact, this book is very good, and the story is smooth. , with a full plot and far-reaching ideas, it is really a rare good script."

He saw that the handwriting was Ji Yun's handwriting, and he just apologized to someone, but on the other hand, he was really sorry for being picky.

"Then do you want to make this book?" Ji Yun weighed the script and asked Ning Hao.

He glanced at Yue Xiaojun, saw him nodding, and suddenly showed a smile: "Shoot it, why not shoot it! Even if the book given by Mr. Ji is a downright bad movie, I'm absolutely unambiguous!"

What he said was deafening, without the slightest embarrassment like before.

(End of this chapter)