entertainment bounty

Chapter 197 Speculative Fiction
Half a month later, Jiang Zhe looked at the edited movie and finally smiled.

"It's not easy. It took only one month to shoot and half a month to edit. It seems that shooting a movie is not an easy task."

You know, the last time he filmed The Legend of the Condor Heroes, the editing only took a month. That was a [-]-episode TV series.

"Forget it, get it done as soon as possible, for the premiere..."

Touching his bearded chin, Jiang Zhe fell into thinking. He really wanted to go back to attend the premiere, after all, it was his first movie.

"Anyway, it won't be long, I believe it will be in time."

After gathering his mind and making a decision, Jiang Zhe couldn't wait to give the things to Wang Xiaomeng, she knew what to do.

At this time, the time has been added to the end of September, and it is less than ten days away from October.

"Xiaomeng, let Sister Xue step up the publicity, and the bib number should follow suit."

Wang Xiaomeng also looked tired, working with Jiang Zhe during this period of time, the work intensity is not low.

"Okay, hurry up and get a good night's sleep after you're done."

She forced a smile and nodded, then took the things and left.

Only then did Jiang Zhe completely relax.

The brain thought about it casually, and then fell into a drowsy sleep.

This is an editing room, and Jiang Zhe is lying on a special bed for rest beside it.

Several other staff members looked at each other and then quietly withdrew, not disturbing Director Jiang Zhe's rest. They could also see that Jiang Zhe was indeed very tired.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Zhe opened his eyes and found that the sky had completely dimmed.

Looking at the watch, it turned out that it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

There was no one in the editing room, and Jiang Zhe didn't care, it was good for everyone else to go to rest.

He couldn't help but stand up and stretched hard.

"what!!"

It's so comfortable, I feel relaxed all over my body.

Just then, Wang Xiaomeng walked in.

Seeing that Jiang Zhe was already awake, a smile appeared on his face.

"Brother Jiang Zhe, you're awake."

She put down what she was carrying.

"You must be hungry, I bought you dinner."

Jiang Zhe's eyes lit up, he was indeed hungry.

He walked to the table and sat down, looked at Wang Xiaomeng carefully, and found that she had recovered her demeanor and seemed to have rested for a while.

"Have you eaten?"

Wang Xiaomeng almost couldn't help but want to give him a blank look, but remembered that this was her boss, so she held back.

"I've eaten."

Immediately, Jiang Zhe was not polite anymore, and directly opened the lunch box to eat. There were only two dishes, which were his favorite.

Wang Xiaomeng makes Jiang Zhe feel at ease because of this. She will always remember your hobbies, what you like to eat and drink, and when to drink ice or hot water. He asked someone to go back, but Jiang Zhe would not agree.

"By the way, I've told Sister Xue everything you ordered. She has officially launched a publicity plan, and President Ding will cooperate with her."

Jiang Zhe nodded as he ate his meal. Naturally, such trivial matters would not make it difficult for Wang Xiaomeng to do.

"By the way, Xiaomeng, what do you think should be written in my new book?"

Now that he has some free time, Jiang Zhe can't help thinking about his identity as a writer.

Last year, he wrote four masterpieces in a row, which brought Jiang Zhe tens of millions of income. The publishing house has also signed a contract, and it is unreasonable not to produce a few excellent works every year.

While increasing the prestige value, it does not delay making money, which is a good thing.

Wang Xiaomeng didn't expect that Jiang Zhe would ask her about writing.

Wang Xiaomeng first came into contact with Jiang Zhe as an actor, and then became interested in him after writing songs.

But what Wang Xiaomeng really admires the most is that Jiang Zhe is actually a writer, and she also likes the trilogy of The Condor Shooting.

"How about writing martial arts?"

Wang Xiaomeng said tentatively.

For her, Jiang Zhe's martial arts are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and they are also the best sellers.

Although Jiang Zhe later wrote two fairy tales, Wang Xiaomeng felt that the Buddhist scriptures were a bit thoroughly cultured, while the Romance of the Gods did not meet the expected goals.

Now Fengshenyanyi is selling very well, but in Wang Xiaomeng's eyes, how can it be compared with a masterpiece of a new school of martial arts like Legend of the Condor Heroes?

She also knew about Fengshen Yanyi, but Wang Xiaomeng couldn't stand it, no matter whether it was the vernacular version or the classical Chinese version.

However, the classical Chinese version written by Jiang Zhe has won applause from some writers in the circle.

Jiang Zhe was taken aback, but he didn't care, but martial arts is fine, there are so many works in his mind, don't try to stop him as a martial arts writer, what Jiang Zhe has to do is to shape his image into an all-rounder writer.

Xianxia even took out the Romance of the Gods, so he has no intention of continuing to write Xianxia.

"Change to another type, whatever you want, anyway, I won't repeat the previous martial arts and fairy tales."

While eating, Jiang Zhe said to Wang Xiaomeng, his eyes were full of anticipation, hoping that Wang Xiaomeng would choose a type for him, anyway, it was the same for him.

Wang Xiaomeng's pink face suddenly became serious.

Suddenly, she seemed to think of something.

Looking carefully at Jiang Zhe: "Brother Jiang Zhe, can you write reasoning?"

Seeing her expectant eyes, Jiang Zhe understood that she likes mystery novels. It seems that martial arts and fairy tales are just to pass the time. What really interested Wang Xiaomeng must be those mystery novels.

"Like mystery novels?"

Wang Xiaomeng nodded quickly, looking very knowledgeable.

"How many books have you read?"

Wang Xiaomeng was taken aback, where do I remember?
"About one...twenty books?" She wondered how many books she had read, anyway, it was quite a lot.

"I have read all these mystery novels, such as the Malan Murder Case, the Courier Murder Case, the Telephone Murder, No Opening Tonight, etc." After Wang Xiaomeng finished speaking, she seemed to be enjoying herself, as if she was really interested in mystery novels. Inner love.

Jiang Zhe laughed. He never thought that this assistant, who looks harmless to humans and animals, but also lively and cute, actually likes this kind of mystery novel, or some kind of murder case. If he doesn't open the door tonight, most girls would be afraid to hear it.

"Aren't you scared?" Jiang Zhe was curious.

Wang Xiaomeng blushed and was silent for a while.

Just when Jiang Zhe thought she was really a woman who was not afraid of anything.

As a result, Wang Xiaomeng said carelessly again: "Afraid, why aren't you afraid, but I will forget it when I look back."

"Really?"

"Really." Wang Xiaomeng nodded vigorously, representing her firm belief.

But the next moment, she saw Jiang Zhe's face become serious.

"Who are you, why are you following Xiaomeng's back!!!" With a loud shout, he matched Jiang Zhe's appearance.

Wang Xiaomeng's face turned pale in an instant, her heart ached to the point of jumping out, and she rushed over and hugged Jiang Zhe.

"Help!" A heart-piercing voice came. Fortunately, the room is well insulated, otherwise Jiang Zhe felt that this girl was going to disturb the people.

Jiang Zhe smiled.

"Xiaomeng, didn't you say you're not afraid? Hahahaha!!!"

Let Wang Xiaomeng hold her, but Jiang Zhe couldn't help laughing.

Wang Xiaomeng was terribly scared at first, but when she heard Jiang Zhe's laughter, she didn't know that he was deliberately scaring her just now, and there was no one else.

　Thank you book friends

　　
　
(End of this chapter)