After wearing it back, I have no feeling for Lao Gong

Minglian flipped through the script written by the original screenwriter.

Probably it is about the princess and a group of noble ladies attending a ball together. The prince fell in love with her at first sight because of the perfume on the princess, and then the two lived happily.

Minglian after reading it: "..."

The advertising time is limited, and there are not many things that can be expressed because of the short time.

So it's time to simplify.

Every screen has to be useful.

In such a short period of time, if you want to fully present the story to the audience, it requires the profound skills of the photographer and screenwriter.

Of course, it doesn’t matter if you can’t do it, just lower the difficulty a bit, for example——

Keep the story as short as possible.

"Can I see the short film you made earlier?" Ming Lian looked at Gerald.

After reading the script, he now wants to watch the short film.

Gerald hesitated for a moment, "Honey, to be honest, I'm not satisfied with that short film, please don't judge my level by those rubbish."

The popular niche who has been connoted with a sentence of garbage is as quiet as a chicken.

The corner of the foreign assistant's mouth twitched.

He felt that the short film was really good, it was shot very well, and it had nothing to do with the word "garbage".

Well, Jellard is really demanding.

Under Gerald's mouthful of love, Ming Lian, who was watched by so many pairs of eyes, could feel that some people's eyes had changed slightly.

With interest and gossip.

He had to correct it in English again, "Mr. Gerald, you can call me Minglian. This is the East, a relatively reserved country, and your name will cause me trouble."

Minglian knew that it was the best way to reject this overly enthusiastic person and directly express his attitude.

The blond man blinked his charming blue eyes, "Honey, I'm sorry...well, I'll call you by your first name in the future where there are other people. Please believe me, I really no offence."

It was probably Minglian who started the conversation first, so Gerrard also used English when answering, and some staff members in the venue could not understand.

"Mr. Gerald, I think we have to watch the short film now." Ming Lian interrupted him.

If you want to say where the most talented people are, it is undoubtedly in the entertainment industry.

Although some of the words behind him were incomprehensible, Gerrard's attitude at the beginning could not be faked.

They definitely knew each other and were relatively close.

Some of the little staff in the ivory tower were excited.

So, did this big devil finally fall under the suit pants of their ivory tower screenwriter?

What's going on, I feel a bad breath inexplicably!

Minglian followed Gerald to watch the short film.

It has to be said that this all-round photographer is quite powerful.

The shots of the characters' expressions are captured very accurately, and the transitions are also beautiful, with a good choice.

After this advertisement, which takes less than half a minute, is broadcast, people can clearly know what kind of story it is telling.

But Minglian was silent.

The ad was well shot, but could be better.

"Gerald, I think I need about ten minutes to revise the script." Minglian said.

Producer Gao asked him to come over and refine the script, but Ming Lian now feels that intensive editing cannot save him.

It has to be changed.

It hurts the muscles and bones, almost overturning and rewriting the whole story.

There is a ready-made notebook, Ming Lian sat there, opened the notebook and started to rewrite the script.

Gerald found a stool and sat next to Minglian, and he didn't bother, just quietly looked at Minglian's side face.

Pleasant to the eye.

He felt he could paint a beautiful picture when work was done tonight.

When Ming Lian was writing the script, because there was no work, the crew members stopped to rest.

Chatting and chatting, swiping mobile phones, got a short respite.

Whispers slowly sounded.

"Do you think this new screenwriter can do it? He looks so young."

"I also think he is too young, he should not have been in the industry for more than five years. Hey, if his script is also rejected, it is estimated that the script will have to be taken over by Henry II."

"But then again, do we have such a handsome screenwriter in the ivory tower? The company doesn't allow artists to fall in love, but there are no rules for screenwriters. I think it's okay!!"

"If you think your conditions are comparable to Gerrard's, then just pretend I didn't say anything."

"......Grass."

The staff is resting and chatting with colleagues, which is very pleasant.

But the same rest time, when it comes to that new traffic niche, it becomes torture.

The traffic niche is in a hurry.

It's clearly autumn now, but he broke out in a thin layer of sweat, and the makeup on his face was washed away.

Will his role be cut?

If I had known that I would not have gone up just now, I was really asking for trouble.

ten minutes later.

"Okay, Gerald, take a look." Ming Lian turned his notebook to the side.

Gerald paused for a moment before turning his gaze away from Minglian's face.

The advertising script is just like its time, it cannot be very long.

Less than one page.

Gerrard's eyes lit up before he finished watching.

"Ming Lian, your script is good! It fits our theme of 'bonding' too!!" Gerald was excited, "The senior producer is right, and my intuition is right, you are a genius!"

The foreign assistant student on the side stretched his neck.

Very curious.

Speaking of which, most of the things that can make Gerrard excited like this are only when his inspiration explodes.

It's incredible.

Gerrard stood up abruptly, picked up the loudspeaker next to him, and shouted to the entire audience, "Everyone is ready!"

His Royal Highness the Prince has been very irritable recently.

Delicate flowers, delicious food, not even expensive treasures could cheer him up.

He smelled a special fragrance, fresh and pleasant like the flowers and trees after the rain, and also sweet with a little milk.

So tempting.

This aroma made His Royal Highness scratch his heart and lungs, and couldn't wait to find out where it was, but when he described it to the butler——

"Your Highness, there is no such fragrance as you said, did you smell it wrong?" The butler who didn't smell any fragrance looked blank.

His Royal Highness was furious, thinking that the housekeeper was cheating him.

So he called the maid.

However, the maid's answer was exactly the same as that of the butler.

His Royal Highness couldn't believe it, and he searched frantically.

Run through the winding corridor, enter the garden, bypass the fountain, and finally step into the residence of the visiting princess of the neighboring country.

The fragrance that no one else could smell was suddenly strong.

After the prince was taken aback for a moment, his face flushed with nervousness, and at the same time his eyes shone brightly.

Just then, the princess appeared.

The princess also seems to be guided by a magical force.

The two met in the front yard of the palace full of flowers, and finally ran wildly towards each other.

Henry II's theme this time is bondage.

This theme is easy to understand, and they are tied together because of perfume.

Perfume is a medium, a special, wonderful bridge.

But as for how to bind, it is indeed a problem.

The previous screenwriter expanded the taste of perfume infinitely.

In the advertisement, whether it is a friend of a noble lady, a palace maid, or a prince, everyone likes that smell.

After Minglian revised the script, this bond disappeared.

Only the princess and the prince could experience that fragrance, and all irrelevant people were swept out of this small circle.

Unique, unique, as if connected by fate.

Only you can feel me, and only I can feel you.

We are each other's only existence.

The script was written, but when the filming started, it was always not smooth.

His Royal Highness is irritable because of this unique fragrance that no one else can smell, but he is not a bad-tempered person himself.

He is usually gentle, humble and polite. He is just eager to find, but he can't get any help, so he is anxious.

The actors had to be irritable, but they couldn't lower the audience's affection for His Royal Highness.

Acting skills are needed here, but that new traffic niche student... has no acting skills.

After calling stop for the fourth time, Gerald's face completely sank, "Are you really an actor? You can't even act. What I want is eager and irritated, not someone who doesn't seem to have any culture and education." chuff."

This can be said directly and harshly.

Sweat dripped from Liu Xiaosheng's forehead, slightly dampening the makeup he had just put on.

"Mr. Gerald, please give me one more chance, I will do well this time!" the traffic niche begged.

Gerald was expressionless.

Seeing this, the traffic niche quickly saw Minglian, pleading with his eyes, without the previous contempt and disdain, "Screenwriter, give me one more chance, I promise I will be able to do it next time."

We all belong to the same company, so it should be said in a word.

Minglian didn't speak.

This artist's acting skills are really not good, so there is no need to waste time.

Therefore, even though the traffic niche begged in every possible way, he still heard Gerrard's ruthless "substitution".

"Find someone with acting skills, I don't want this kind." Gerrard ordered.

The traffic niche turned pale.

He seemed to have seen countless high-end endorsements suddenly grow wings and fly away with a splash.

The traffic niche was replaced.

After changing people again, the filming seemed to have finally broken through the barriers to progress and became smoother.

This morning, Ming Lian was on the shooting set, and the filming paused at meal time.

The ivory tower has a staff restaurant, which is divided into the first canteen and the second canteen.

The first canteen is free and provides free food to all employees with long-term and short-term work permits.

The second canteen is charged, and only long-term staff are allowed to enter here, and the charge is relatively expensive.

Of course, relative, the food style is worthy of the price.

It's diverse and delicious.

"Brother Minglian!"

When Minglian was walking towards the cafeteria, he seemed to hear someone calling him.

The footsteps stopped, and before Minglian turned his head, he heard another sound.

"Brother Minglian!!"

Someone really was calling him.

Hurrah, the people behind Minglian came running like a gust of wind.

It turned out to be the big boy who was scolded by the field manager just now.

"Brother Minglian, I'm Lian Yun, I met in Brother Jiang Jiao's company before, do you still remember me?" Lian Yun said excitedly.

Minglian really didn't remember, but the surname of the boy who claimed to be his family was relatively rare.

He remembered.

"Why do you work here?" Minglian asked in surprise.

There are three giant media companies in the entertainment industry, Ivory Tower is one of them, and Baiquan Music Media is also one of them.

Music in this era pays attention to copyright, and there are markets for electronic albums and physical albums.

It can be said that in the field of music, Baiquan Music Media is the leader.

The surname of the chairman of this leading brother is Lian, and his name is Lian Minshan.And this Chairman Lian has two sons and a daughter.

The eldest son and eldest daughter manage the company, and the youngest son has gone abroad to study.

And now, this little son who is said to be studying abroad is in front of Minglian.

Lian Yun smiled shyly, "My dad wants me to learn how to manage a company like my big brother and sister, but I'm really not interested in that. Write songs."

It's clear.

"Want to have a meal together?" Minglian sent out an invitation.

"Ah, that's really great. In fact, I came here to have dinner with brother Minglian." Lian Yun whispered more and more, his ears turned red.

The two walked towards the first cafeteria together.

After processing a short shot, Gerald looked around, but he didn't find Minglian's shadow.

The little assistant said at the right time, "Jellard, that Mr. Ming left a few minutes ago, I think he will go to the second cafeteria to eat."

Gerald nodded, "Let's go."

"Brother Minglian, after the revision of the script just now, the perfume immediately became special! If I were a consumer, I would also want to buy it after seeing the advertisement." Lian Yun is a very outgoing boy.

Even if there is a plate of rice in front of him, it can't stop him from talking.

"Why did you choose to come to the Ivory Tower instead of Baiquan?" Minglian asked.

Lian Yun smiled embarrassedly, "Some people in Baiquan know that I am my father's son, and they come to me intentionally or unintentionally. I don't like that."

Minglian smiled.

It is really a little boy to experience life.

"Brother Minglian, do you still need an assistant? I want to be your assistant." Lian Yun said suddenly.

Ming Lian gave his hand about to grab the soup bowl, "You want to be my assistant? Didn't you say that you like to feel all kinds of atmospheres? You might not be able to feel it if you are my assistant."

"Brother Minglian, you are a screenwriter. If the screenwriter wants to join the team, you can just bring me with you when the time comes. I am very good at work, and I can move and lift, can you?" Lian Yun said sincerely.

Minglian asked again, "How long do you plan to stay in the ivory tower?"

Lian Yun scratched his cheek, "It's not decided yet, but I will definitely follow Brother Minglian's latest entry into the group. If Brother Minglian is not satisfied with me then, just let me go."

Minglian smiled, "Why do you hear that, I feel like you know where I'm going to work next."

Lian Yun's eyes lit up all of a sudden, "I know, it's Director Chang's work! The opening and ending songs of that TV series are being recorded by Baiquan, and I overheard that the script was written by you Minglian!"

Like Director Chang, not to mention all the scripts of the films in hand, more than [-]% of them use well-known masterpieces in the industry.

"That's fine, you can be my assistant." Minglian agreed.

"Thank you Minglian!"

After get off work in the afternoon, Lian Yun, who was successfully promoted to Minglian's assistant, said goodbye to Minglian.

Gerald had just finished his day's work. Seeing that Minglian was leaving, he invited them to walk back together.

It is also a coincidence that the three of them are all the same way.

When he was about to turn into the community, Minglian found out that Lian Yun also lived here.

Thinking about it later, it is not difficult to understand that Lian Yun is not really poor.

He can afford to live in this kind of community close to the company and with a good environment.

"Brother Minglian, do you want me to come over and help you pack your luggage tomorrow?" Lian Yun was not in a hurry to go back.

Having studied abroad for a period of time before, Lian Yun said that he has full life skills.

"Secret of the Imperial Tomb" will be launched on NO.17 this month, and the launch location is located at the Hongyue Film and Television Base.

From Nanhai City, it takes more than two hours by plane.

Must leave one day in advance.

"No, I'll clean it up myself." Ming Lian rejected Lian Yun's offer.

Lian Yun didn't force it, "Okay then, I'll send you a message after booking the ticket. Brother Minglian, then I'll go back first."

Minglian nodded, "See you tomorrow."

When Minglian and Lian Yun were talking, Gerald waited aside, saw that Minglian had finished speaking, and then said in his opera-like tone, "Honey, how about coming to my place for dinner tonight, there are many people They all say that the steak I cook is delicious."

The two entered the elevator while talking.

"Not today, I have to go back to pack my luggage and prepare to fly to other provinces." Ming Lian said.

Gerrard showed a regretful expression, "That's really a pity."

He looked at Minglian, and the eagerness in his eyes came up again, "Honey, I think I fell in love with you at first sight, would you like to marry me?"

"Ding." The elevator door opened.

Jiang Jiao, who had been waiting in front of Minglian's house, was struck by lightning.

The elevator door opened, and Gerald saw Jiang Jiao standing outside, but he didn't care.

Gerald directly treated Jiang Jiao as a transparent person, and continued, "Honey, what I just said is the truth. Although I know that the scene at this time is not suitable for a marriage proposal, please forgive me for not being able to bear it."

Gerrard has been looking for an aesthetic that he can recognize for so many years, and now he finally came across one.

He felt he had to hold on tight.

It doesn't matter if his ideas seem absurd to his muse.

Time will prove that I am very sincere in marrying him.

Jiang Jiao thought at first that he was hallucinating, but later facts told him that he hadn't.

This tall and stalwart man clenched his hands into fists at once.

He was like an enraged lion, the whites of his eyes were red, and the veins on his forehead were tense.

A few steps forward, this man who was on the verge of losing control wanted to rush into the elevator and give the intruder who tried to snatch his partner a big beating.

"Jiang Jiao!!" Minglian shouted.

The furious lion seemed to be put on a collar, and the long chain behind the collar was tightened suddenly, as if it had condensed the power of thunder.

With one stroke, the man who was hovering on the edge of rage was pulled back.

Jiang Jiao's clenched fist trembled slightly, and after a few seconds, he relaxed.

It seemed that with this pine, his entire aura was completely vented like a dam missing an embankment.

Minglian felt a little relaxed, he was really afraid that Jiang Jiao would use violence.

If the two really fight, it will be difficult to end.

Minglian and Gerald came out of the elevator, and the latter just gave Jiang Jiao a light look, as if disdainful.

Jiang Jiao gritted her teeth tightly, and then heard Gerald say:

"Honey, we've only known each other for a day or two, but I'm sure of how I feel about you. My muse, I want to walk into marriage with you."

Gerald caught a gleam in his eye.

Fiery and focused.

However, Ming Lian felt that the way Gerald looked at him at this moment was so weird that it seemed that he was not looking at a real person.

He is more like looking at a treasure.

A treasure with a certain value.

Minglian's mental activities took a little time.

And Minglian's silence made Jiang Jiao almost go crazy with fear.

It seemed that the scene in front of him flashed and the scene changed, as if he had come to a wedding scene.

The surrounding area was filled with joy, which was split into two almost identical areas.

But almost, with one difference.

In the area on the left, a tall man in a white suit has a small black mole on the side of his nose. There is a smile in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth are not curved.

Coupled with that face that is naturally very distant, it makes people feel that his happy mood is very shallow.

Beside the tall man stood a peach-eyed young man also wearing a suit.

The young man is bright, with an intoxicating smile in his eyes, as if nothing could be happier than what he has encountered now.

Obviously they are partners who will spend the rest of their lives together, but the expressions of the two are a little out of tune.

In the area on the right, the bright peach-eyed young man is still there, as are the surrounding guests.

It's just that the tall man next to the young man this time, the little mole on the side of his nose is gone.

Not only that, but his hair color and eye color have changed.

Blonde with blue eyes.

The blond, blue-eyed man smiled broadly.

They walked in hand in hand, as if they wanted to reach their white heads.

The two areas collide, the one on the left is slowly squeezed, and the space becomes smaller and smaller.

Finally, with a "bang", the area on the left shattered.Amidst the flying debris, the man with the small mole on the side of his nose disappeared.

Jiang Jiao's heart skipped a beat.

He stared at Minglian intently, but the focus of his eyes was a little unclear, as if it was on Minglian.

It seems not again.

In the midst of shaking, he heard someone say.

"I'm sorry, Gerald, I don't want to think about marriage in the short term. And what you said about love at first sight is just for your muse. If one day you meet another muse, you will fall in love with someone else at first sight." gone."

Minglian's tone was filled with a smile, it sounded like a joke, and it didn't make people feel uncomfortable.

"In your country, marriage may be just a piece of paper, a legally recognized relationship. But Gerald, I can tell you that I am very serious about marriage." Minglian sighed slightly.

If he can, he only wants to get married once in his life.

Gerald frowned, as if he was thinking about this question seriously.

Foreign and Eastern cultures are not the same.

They are bold and direct, not restrained at all.

As far as his circle was concerned, Gerald had seen too many couples who divorced after six months of marriage.

If they feel inappropriate, they divorce, and then they each find a new partner.

Maybe a year and a half later, we separated again.

Before that, Gerrard didn't think it was a big deal.

Life is always changing, who can guarantee that you won't meet someone who makes you more excited in the future.

So when Minglian replied, Gerald didn't speak immediately, he fell silent and thought seriously.

Minglian smiled and didn't speak, he walked forward, passing Jiang Jiao who stood in front of him as if he was sluggish like a stone sculpture.

Take out the key and open the door.

one second.

two seconds.

Just now, his face was ashen, as if a man who was afraid of heights but was carried up to the top of Huangshan Mountain instantly came to life.

"Minglian, Minglian!!" Jiang Jiao returned to his soul.

Just before Minglian closed the door, Jiang Jiao rushed forward.

Probably in a hurry, he put his hand directly into the crack of the door.

then--

"Crack." I was really caught.

But it was the back of the hand, not the fingers.

Even so, it was enough to distort Jiang Jiao's face.

It hurts so much.