The rich boss is my ex-boyfriend [entertainment circle]

"The Magical World Written by Me" plans to invite two well-known screenwriters—Shen Jun and Tang Jiu; a new screenwriter—Ai Siwen, plus Qiao Yu.

Shen Juan was born in writing dramas. His works are relatively small, but they are particularly good-looking and of first-class quality. Moreover, his lines are very good, humorous, reversed, and the plot is novel.

Tang Jiu wrote a lot of fantasy movie scripts, with big brains and unconstrained imagination.

Ai Siwen is a female screenwriter. She has published two dramas about sweet love and heroine, and they were all hits.

In such a comparison, Qiao Yu is a pure newcomer. He has not yet made a work, and the first one is "Moon on the Sea", which is an adaptation of someone else's original novel.

Qiao Yu has no objection, he thinks it is good to invite these seniors, he can learn a lot.

Mu Zeyang was not very satisfied: "They all have works, which is not suitable. You should find another one who has no works to be with you."

Qiao Yu smiled: "Are you so worried about me?"

Mu Zeyang: "Once it is photographed, edited, and spread, the negative effects will be infinitely magnified, and you have just debuted. It is not suitable to take such a path."

Before Qiao Yu finished reading, Mu Zeyang pulled away: "This project is not approved, I will ask her to redo it."

Qiao Yu: "..." At this moment, I felt the overbearing boss.

Mu Zeyang said: "Creating things is too personal, and no matter what the subject matter, there are audiences. Some people like it and some don't. It's not easy to make it competitive."

Qiao Yu said: "We have also thought about these things. We originally wanted to use the method of story solitaire to try. We haven't had time yet."

Mu Zeyang said: "Story Solitaire is not suitable either. You can try it for one episode, but it happens in many episodes. It is suspected of cheating. The brains of screenwriter teachers are also priceless."

Qiao Yu smiled: "Won't there be money for recording the show?"

Mu Zeyang: "The money for recording a program may not be as much as the screenwriter teacher for writing a play. One brain can write a play, and how much brains can they have after twelve episodes? They lose money. And if the bid is high , The budget of this new project is not that high, even if it is hired at a low price, if the screenwriter teacher has reservations, the original effect of the show may not be achieved."

Qiao Yu hadn't thought about it from this point of view, he was very surprised: "You even thought of this? As expected of the overlord..."

Mu Zeyang was a little embarrassed: "It's all businessman thinking. It's good that you don't dislike it."

Qiao Yu hugged him and kissed him: "It's too late to like it, why would you hate it?"

After Mu Zeyang was kissed, he was stunned for a moment, then he put his arms around Qiao Yu's waist and grabbed him——

Qiao Yu fell into his arms from the armrest, enveloped in hot kisses, Mu Zeyang's voice sounded particularly resentful: "Seduce me early in the morning..." His swimming was for nothing.

……

The two spent their time by the pool before going back to the room to wash up and have breakfast.

Qiao Yu chewed on a piece of bread and thought about the half-discussed plan, and suggested: "Then change it to a quiz competition, the one that combines ancient Chinese poetry, world famous books, and interesting cultures from various places... It's not limited to Only invite screenwriters—you’re right, screenwriter teachers are generally nerds and cherish their own brains. If they can realize it, they certainly want to realize it, instead of simply giving it to the program effect, unless there is a lot of money. And if there is a lot of money, the budget is not enough, so it’s better to neutralize it.”

Mu Zeyang nodded: "Well, that's good, and I can invite more college students to participate. I will approve a little extra budget for competition bonuses, encourage everyone to study hard, or provide college graduates with entrepreneurial funds. This is It’s a win-win situation. Maybe we can get support from the Ministry of Education.”

Qiao Yu gave him a thumbs up and praised him, and then said: "These screenwriting teachers can continue to be invited to be judges, or ambassadors for cultural knowledge, after all, the original project was "The Magical World I Written by" , overthrow it all at once, wouldn’t it be bad?”

The two discussed and discussed, but finally got stuck again.

Originally, I wanted to provide a platform for creators to showcase and let everyone get to know the dream weavers behind the scenes, but I didn't expect to lose my original intention after changing it.

Qiao Yu pondered for a moment, then said: "Why don't we ask screenwriter teachers to come up with questions, and invite new screenwriters and creators, who can also be college students, with related majors, directors, screenwriters, editors, and writers. You can invite them to come. Participate. If the creative ideas are suitable, screenwriter teachers can bid to buy, or recruit talents to their studios, or work as assistants, or directly create works, which can be regarded as a win-win situation. It is a win-win situation for the employment of college students and the lack of talent in the studio.”

Mu Zeyang nodded frequently when he heard the words: "This is good! This not only guarantees the original intention of the project, but also gives enough respect to the screenwriter teachers, and also solves the recruitment problem for them, and at the same time provides a platform for college students and newcomers. What a good creative brain hole, our company or group headquarters can buy it at the bottom of the bag.”

Qiao Yu: "Well, the price of newcomers is relatively cheap, after all, they are not mature enough. In this way, after the show is broadcast, many companies in the same industry will come to discuss the purchase... Then the contract for participating in the show must be properly communicated with the legal counsel to revise it. There are two editions. One is for screenwriter teachers, and the other is for freshmen and college students."

"What about you? Do you want to be a screenwriting teacher or a college student?" Mu Zeyang asked with a smile.

After Qiao Yu drank the milk in one gulp, he licked his lips and said, "College student, I am a college student of Yanda University."

He's not qualified to be a screenwriting teacher yet.

"Okay, let's arrange it like this. At that time, let Gao Yuan make changes based on her plan." Mu Zeyang also heaved a sigh of relief, and he can be regarded as contributing to Qiao Yu's debut plan.

"What are you going to do after dinner?" Mu Zeyang asked Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu smiled: "I'm going to write a manuscript for a while."

"...OK. What about the afternoon? Do you want to write for a day?"

"I don't know. It depends on the situation. If you have inspiration, you can write for a while, or you can write faster. If you don't have inspiration, it may take a day." This is where the creator is sad.

Playing is not fun, and it is not easy to maintain a good daily routine.

Of course, you can say that he has no self-control.But getting them to change is really hard.

Mu Zeyang shrugged: "Well, I can only pray that you have inspiration."

Qiao Yu took the computer and went to the study to create.

Mu Zeyang took the opportunity to invite Cheng Yuanqi to come to his house to check his memory recovery.

Cheng Yuanqi: "There is still not much improvement. How is your sleep recently?"

Mu Zeyang recalled for a moment: "Sleep is okay... I slept longer than before."

"Qiao Yu's credit?"

"Ah."

Cheng Yuanqi: "Then it seems that your insomnia is recovering well. The medicine has reduced your dose."

"it is good."

"Why do you seem to be less anxious than before? Don't you want to restore your memory as soon as possible?"

"I don't want to for the time being. It's fine like this. I'm afraid it will become bad after restoring the memory."

Cheng Yuanqi looked like he didn't understand your little lover: "Then we can only let nature take its course."

"Well, let it be."

After Cheng Yuanqi left, Mu Zeyang typed back the project proposal, dealt with some business of the group, and then relaxed.

He wandered around the villa twice in boredom, from the yard, swimming pool, garden, porch to the bedroom, upstairs and downstairs... Finally, he couldn't help but wander outside the study.

I don't know what happened to Ayu's writing.

He glanced at the time, it was almost time for lunch.

He gave the nanny a day off on weekends, and the two of them are at home today, or should he make lunch?

Mu Zeyang turned to the kitchen.

Qiao Yu wrote in the study for nearly three hours without even bothering to drink a cup of coffee. He reorganized and improved the outline, detailed outline, and character design of the ancient costume suspense drama for Qiao Ran.It is much more complete than the original rough outline, and it is a qualified book.

In fact, without Qiao Ran's relationship, he would generally not submit manuscripts without authorization. If he had an idea, he would follow the path of novels, which would bring in quick money and the copyright would be relatively safe.

However, since Qiao Ran has mentioned it many times, he can write a book as long as he doesn't break the bank, he should be able to make a fortune.

He is a rookie screenwriter, as long as he passes the creative test and the outline, he should be able to earn hundreds of thousands at least, right?

What's more, there must be more than hundreds of thousands.

He tentatively named this costume suspense script "I Can See Your Death".

He already had a brain hole and wanted to write it as a novel, but it's okay to write it as a script, the carrier is different.

After saving and closing the document, Qiao Yu felt hungry.

He came to the living room and found no one, but there was a slight movement from the kitchen.

Mr. President, is he cooking?

Qiao Yu walked over lightly, the door was ajar, he looked through the gap and found that Mu Zeyang was really cooking.

The dishes were all washed and cut, and the knife skills continued to the same level as when he was helping Qiao Yu's house last time. Various seasonings were arranged in a row, placed on the right hand side, and on the left hand side was a Pad with a bright screen, which was playing Recipe tutorial.

There are also two dishes that are already out of the pan-roasted eggplant and fried pork with beans.

The third dish that Mu Zeyang is preparing to cook is braised pork. In order to absorb the oily smell in the meat, he is going to put potatoes and carrots in it, and now he is dicing potatoes.

Qiao Yu knocked on the door, and Mu Zeyang was startled. He turned around and saw him laughing first: "Are you done? Are you hungry? Eat a few small tomatoes first, I washed them all."

"Chef Mu is going to show me something today." Qiao Yu went in with a smile, holding a glass bowl containing small tomatoes, and ate one bite at a time.

Mu Zeyang was full of confidence: "It will be ready soon. You sit in the living room for a while, so you don't need to touch your hands."

Qiao Yu: "Okay, then I'll wait and eat." He squeezed a small tomato and handed it to Mu Zeyang's lips, "Your reward."

Mu Zeyang stared at his lips with scorching eyes: "Is this also called a reward?"

Qiao Yu leaned over to kiss him, and then put a small tomato in his mouth, "That's fine, cook well. I'm waiting for Chef Mu's big meal."

Mu Zeyang nodded happily: "Don't worry."

After half an hour, dinner is served.

The color of the braised pork is not enough, the potatoes and carrots are big and small, and they are all oddly shaped, and the chopsticks are not easy to pick up.

The skin of the roasted eggplant is a bit hard, and some beans have a bit of burnt marks on the skin...

But his steamed rice is the best, it is not too soft, it is perfect.

Mu Zeyang looked at Qiao Yu expectantly.

Qiao Yu naturally encouraged him. He ate a mouthful of rice and a mouthful of meat, and looked at Mu Zeyang with bright eyes: "Oh my god! This is too delicious! Are you the master of cooking?"

Mu Zeyang: "...you know how to coax people." But he still smiled from ear to ear.

Cooking for your lover with your heart, of course you want to be praised.

"It's true." Qiao Yu took out his phone and took a picture as a souvenir.

It was inconvenient for him to post on Moments, so after thinking about it, he posted it on his Weibo: "It's someone's first time. [Picture] 9 squares."

——Three dishes and one soup, plus rice, the overall picture, the combination picture of two or two, even the flowers on the table have a space.

Because he is still not used to the change of his identity, Qiao Yu forgot that his Weibo is now a small account, not a large account of his author account...

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

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