Actor's Life Simulator

Chapter 60
After returning to the virtual space, Deng Tao didn't watch the death replay. Anyway, it must have been more than 1 minute, so he made an estimate. From the time he went to help the scene to move the background props to when he turned around and found that Wu Qi and Wu Ziniu were there. The interval between reading the script was about 5 minutes. To be safe, I added 1 minute, so I asked the system: "The restart time is 6 minutes."

"Restarting will consume 6 minutes. 15 Simoleons, do you choose to restart?"

Seeing the price, Deng Tao couldn't help sucking his teeth. Restarting consumes 1 Simoleon in 1 minute, 5 Simoleons in 10 minutes, and 6 Simoleons in 15 minutes. Isn't this price increase too fast?

But thinking that although he has already earned 2 yuan in his hands, it is still extremely unsafe.

Deng Tao knows that he is an artist without a company, and he doesn't want to be restricted by the company. If he wants to be an actor, Deng Tao feels that he doesn't have a company to pay him a basic salary, and at least he has to keep a year's living expenses. Now In addition to the 2 yuan that Uzi Niu gave him yesterday, it is only more than 3 yuan. In the next year, if there is any money to be used, he will be stretched.

If I can get the line rewriting fee for the entire film "Liu Rushi" this time, I will pay [-] to [-] yuan, so that I will be able to settle down for the next year, and I don't have to worry about life every day And work hard.

16 analog coins for the next year's calm and stable, Deng Tao still thinks it is a good deal after thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and said: "Definitely restart for 6 minutes."

"OK to restart, restart the simulation. 6 minutes."

Then Deng Tao heard the sound of jingling coins shaking, accompanied by the system prompt sound, the foreground changed, and Deng Tao found himself standing on the set.

I saw that I was holding a heavy desk in my hand. I was stunned for a while, and then felt someone pushing him from the side. Deng Tao turned his head, and the little brother looked at him: "What's the matter, little Deng, what's wrong with you?" The thing is quite heavy, let's move it aside and go to rest."

Only then did Deng Tao realize that he had already moved the table with the field manager five or six minutes ago. He quickly looked at the mineral water box where he put the script before, and saw that the box was empty.

Deng Tao was nervous for a moment and quickly looked into the distance again. After searching for a long time, he found that why he was just sitting on a stone step on the set, writing and drawing with his back bent.

Only then did Deng Tao breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there was still time, and this guy was copying his own script.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Deng Tao threw down his chair, ignored the shouts of the field workers behind him, and ran in the direction of He Yigang.

"This idiot wrote such a good script and didn't even know how to show it to the director, but didn't he give me an advantage?"

He Yigang smiled inwardly while copying, looking at the crooked words on the script in his hand, but felt very dissatisfied.

This guy's handwriting is so ugly, and his education level is not high, how can he write such ancient dialogues, but his education level is so much higher than him but he can't write such dialogues, it is possible that he is born Just for the film and television industry?How do you push yourself all the way?How unfair!
"But these are all mine now! I will definitely seize this opportunity." He Yigang thought about it, but suddenly saw a pair of feet appearing in his field of vision.

He raised his head in a daze, and saw Deng Tao's tall and straight body standing in front of him.

In an instant, He Yigang's pen fell on the unfinished manuscript paper.

"Ah, Xiao Deng, what's the matter? Didn't you go there to help?" He Yigang smiled.

Deng Tao directly took out the script that he had conveniently hidden behind his back.

"Oh! What are you doing!" Why did he just yell, but how could he stop him?He could only watch Deng Tao hold the script in his hand.

He Yigang hurriedly smiled and said: "Xiao Deng, the lines you changed are quite interesting, I'll take a look, but there seem to be some grammatical errors in them, if you practice more in the future, you can still be a screenwriter. "

Seeing that He Yigang didn't blush, Deng Tao also responded with a smile, "I don't need to worry about this matter, I think my script is well written, I just forgot it next to the mineral water, and now I just take it to the director for a look .”

Hearing that Deng Tao was going to show the script to Wu Qi and Wu Ziniu, why did he just get anxious, "Xiao Deng, although your book is unique, it's not so good for the director. It's easy to impress others. To make a bad impression, I am also a few years older than you, as a brother, I advise you to be more cautious."

As he spoke, he stood up and wanted to grab the script in Deng Tao's hand, but he was blocked by Deng Tao skillfully the next moment.

He was stunned for a moment, and he had never learned martial arts. Where is Deng Tao's opponent with extreme martial arts ability? He thought that he could grasp the script, but he didn't expect that his arm was cut by Deng Tao's arm. In an instant, why did he just feel his arm It was like knocking on a piece of hard wood, and the whole bone hurt as if it was about to crack.

"Ouch" instantly lost the chance to meddle in the script.

Deng Tao didn't look at him, took the script and left, leaving only He Yigang's angry eyes behind his back.

Here, Wu Ziniu and Wu Qi are discussing about changing the script. After talking for a long time, they have no idea. After thinking about it, they also realize that they have nothing to modify the words and sentences in the script. The screenwriters of the film really paid for them. Don’t think they are dissatisfied with these lines, but they have already invited relevant experts to verify them. If they want to write more like ancient Chinese, they will spend more money. up.

"Old Wu, why don't we just forget about it." Wu Qi shook his head and said.

Uzi Niu was unwilling, but he had no choice but to smoke there.

"Teacher Wu, Director Wu, I changed the lines, what do you think?"

While scratching his head, Jian Deng Tao came over with a script, and the two couldn't help being taken aback at the same time.

Then Wu Qicai smiled and said, "Little Deng, would you change the script?"

"It's not about changing the script. When I was a child, I preferred to read some classical novels and classical literature. So when I heard the two teachers say that you wanted lines closer to ancient vernacular, I thought that maybe I could translate these words into the style you wanted. So I temporarily turned over the lines of this scene, and now I want to ask the two teachers to see if they can be used?"

Hearing this, Wu Ziniu and Wu Qi frowned.

When Deng Tao introduced himself to Hongjiaban before, he said that he had no education before, and he didn't even pass the high school entrance examination. After finishing technical secondary school, he went directly to work in the factory.

If it was He Yi who had just come to tell them that he had changed the words from the script at this time, the two of them would have believed it a little bit. The purpose of art is to expand contacts, and I really like literature and art, but what good things can be changed with Deng Tao's education level?
This is also the reason why Deng Tao was speechless just now when he thought that he could copy Deng Tao's book - and no one would believe him at all.

(End of this chapter)