The daily life of the popular celebrity ex

Zhu Jun's brain is very smart, and he has learned the usual courses well. Under the premise of rushing to work, it only took six and a half days to complete all the work.

He attached the relevant documents and sent them to the teacher. The other party quickly replied to the email and informed him that the relevant funds had been deposited into his bank account.

Zhu Jun breathed a sigh of relief. He had just rested for a day when he received another call from the teacher.

"Hi, Zhu Jun, you did a good job last time, are you interested in continuing to take on some jobs?"

Zhu Jun was actually very interested in this project, but he really didn't want to have any further entanglements with Anrui, so he decided to refuse.

But before he could say no, his teacher said: "This time it's the same as before. You finish the work at home and forward the completed work to me when it's due."

"You don't need to have any contact with the crew, do you?" Zhu Jun asked.

"Of course, if you want to meet them, I can also help you fight for it."

"No, I just want to finish my job, I don't want to meet the crew."

"Okay," the teacher's voice was a little frustrated, "I heard that there are famous Chinese stars in this crew..."

"I'm not chasing stars." Zhu Jun said calmly, "Thank you for your kindness."

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Zhu Jun has been working part-time for more than a month. At the beginning, he only did pure translation, and later it also involved the refinement of lines in some scenes.

The Chinese language is extensive and profound. Even if a professional foreign screenwriter understands Chinese, it is difficult to set the Chinese lines very appropriately.

At the beginning, Zhu Jun’s translation file was only used as an aid for understanding, but soon, the staff of the crew found that his translation was very "authentic", so they assigned him more important scenes and lines, and he also completed the work very well .

The screenwriters have a good impression of this part-timer, and the other party is a student of a well-known professor. After some discussion, they decided to directly give him a part of the lines that involve more Chinese and the content is not very important—anyway. A movie will have a lot of shots that are edited and discarded, and they are just trying a possibility. If the lines written by Zhu Jun are not good enough, the screenwriter, director, and editing, no matter which link, will not make this line finally appear. on the screen.

Zhu Jun's part-time salary is getting higher and higher, and he is also very happy to be able to participate in a part of the screenwriting work-in fact, this is a rare hard work since he graduated from university.

He studied the script day and night, thinking about every sentence, every word, every word, and the lines that were less than three pages long made him write vividly and interestingly.

He delivered the manuscript in time, but unexpectedly, two days later, his teacher called again and said, "I have good news for you, the screenwriters of the crew want to meet you, maybe your part-time job will become a long-term job. "

Zhu Jun's first reaction was worry. He didn't really want to work with An Rui. They were in the same crew, so it was hard not to see each other. I also really want to participate in the construction of a macro movie world.

Zhu Jun's silence made his teacher realize that something happened, and the other party added: "If you don't want to see them, I can also help you communicate to see if you can continue the current cooperation method, maybe there is no need to meet Entering the group..."

"I have time this week, depending on the schedule of the screenwriters, I can come and have an interview at any time." Out of love for this job, Jun Zhu agreed.

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On the day we met, the weather was pretty good. When Zhu Jun arrived at the set, the actors were filming——Zhu Jun didn’t see An Rui on the set, he was relieved, and thought to himself that today is a lucky day, just in time for An Rui to rest when.

Ten minutes later, he pushed open the door of the conference room, planning to change the lucky day into an unlucky day, because he saw An Rui's figure behind a neat row of desks.

When An Rui saw him, he also seemed to be taken aback. He lowered his head and began to look through the materials in his hand. After confirming the list, he raised his head and looked at Zhu Jun again.

His actions did not escape the eyes of the screenwriters, and the screenwriter sitting in the middle asked in a low voice in English: "Do you know each other?"

"Yes, we are friends, maybe I should apply to leave here first."

"Hey, Ann, this is not a serious interview, everyone is just sitting together and chatting," the screenwriter smiled and blinked, then turned to Zhu Jun, "Now, can we talk about the script?"

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An hour and a half later, Zhu Jun got a rather formal employment contract, he signed it, and the staff of the crew took him to see the work place, and made an appointment to come to work the next day.

When Zhu Jun was leaving with a stack of scripts, he ran into An Rui, and An Rui's posture was obviously waiting for him.

"Have a cup of coffee together?" An Rui asked.

"No, I'm in a hurry to go home." Zhu Jun replied in a low voice.

An Rui was not surprised by this answer at all. He took the gift box behind him, handed it to Zhu Jun, and said, "You will like the dessert just out of the oven."

"Can I refuse?" Zhu Jun asked.

"Everyone in the crew has a copy. Today is my treat."

"Thank you." Zhu Jun took the gift box and found that the smile on An Rui's face was particularly obvious.

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore, it's time for me to go filming."

"Ah."

Zhu Jun and An Rui passed by, he just breathed a sigh of relief, but heard An Rui shouting behind him.

"Zhu Jun, see you at work tomorrow."

"..."

Zhu Jun pretended not to hear, and hurried away.

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The next day was a cloudy and rainy day. Zhu Jun opened his umbrella and got out of the car. Today he carried a backpack with his script and his computer in it.

When he entered the office, there were already people working in it. It was different from the relatively relaxed atmosphere yesterday. Everyone had a thick stack of documents in front of them, and the sound of the keyboard was crackling. Everyone seemed very busy.

Zhu Jun simply said hello to the people around him, connected to the computer power supply and wifi, and began to check emails and deal with work. Soon, he also joined the ranks of typing on the keyboard.

As soon as he got busy, he forgot the time. At noon, his colleagues called him to go downstairs for lunch.

"Do we have working meals?" Zhu Jun asked.

"Usually, we have a working meal with the actors of the crew, but today someone treats guests, maybe it will be richer."

"That would be nice."

Zhu Jun already had a vague premonition. When he and his colleagues received the work meal and opened the package, the premonition became a reality—today’s work meal turned out to be expensive Chinese food, and the dishes were all Zhu Jun’s favorite. Can you do this And there is only one Anrui who is willing to do this.