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Jiang Chen's father patted his thigh: "Okay, great! With the help of a talented person like you, Chenchen will surely break into a new world soon!"

Meng Lu, who has 0 literary literacy and has never watched a drama written by Meng Boran or played by Jiang Chen, feels that the world of adults is so complicated, and the dialogue between business and mutual boasting is extremely embarrassing, so she can't help but shake her head: "Do not believe rumors, do not pass rumors."

Her mother immediately shot her a glance: "Lulu, pack up and wash the dishes after eating."

Meng Lu stuck out her little tongue: "...Oh."

Jiang Chen didn't expect that his father would value this unrepresentative screenwriter so much, just because he was an old friend with his father?Is this a rush to the doctor?

At this time, Meng Boran's father, who was sitting diagonally to him, finally put down his chopsticks, and said calmly, "If Chenchen doesn't dislike it, I can stay here tonight. You two have an in-depth exchange, and I'll drive tomorrow." take you back."

Jiang Chen:?

"No need to trouble, thank you Uncle Meng."

Meng Boran's father's tone sounded a bit uncompromising: "Where are you going to sleep?"

Jiang Chen suppressed his impatience: "Uncle Meng, I accept the bed."

Meng Boran's father's eyes were sharp, and he turned to Jiang Chen's father and said, "Old Jiang, boy, it's not good to be too delicate."

"That's that... let the mother be spoiled."

His father's words were quite rude, and Meng Boran felt embarrassed when he heard it, and his toes caught a picture of a hundred scenes in the south of the Yangtze River in his shoes.In fact, he has never liked his father's usual tone of voice, which is rigid and authoritarian, full of veteran cadre style, as if reading a speech at a meeting chaired by the unit.

His father is from a government agency, and he has been immersed in that kind of place for a long time, and his whole person exudes an aura of calmness and self-confidence.He has always hoped that after graduation, his child can find a stable job in the eyes of the world, be a civil servant or become a teacher.But Meng Boran didn't follow the path planned by his family, and wanted to create.His father felt that this kind of work was unreliable and had too many uncertainties, so he repeatedly criticized him for this, thinking that he was too ignorant and spent so many years studying in vain.

Not only that, but his father also didn't respect his personal habits, saying that he didn't find a girlfriend to fall in love with, and spent every day with a cat and a computer, which was useless.

So, to be honest, Meng Boran was quite surprised to hear his father say this.

He never imagined that one day, because of Jiang Chen's sudden appearance, he would read the faint praise and affirmation from his father's understated eyes, and the tense father-son relationship would ease somewhat.

Although Jiang Chen is two years younger than Meng Boran, he seems to be more calm.It may be because he has been in the entertainment industry for a long time, or it may be because his own personality is just like that. In short, this person is difficult to contact and elusive.Meng Boran felt that he needed to be careful when talking to him, and was afraid that he would be angry if he was not careful.

When he arrived at the study room, Jiang Chen was completely different, he slammed the door behind his back, and leaned against the door with his whole body slouching, acting just like the ignorant gangster on campus.

He tugged at the elastic band on the neckline of the sweater, tilted his head, and stared sideways at Meng Boran with a pair of cold peach blossom eyes, bewildered.

Jiang Chen said softly, "You guys are used to being praised, aren't you?"

That was the affirmation he could not get after years of poverty and hard work.Facing Meng Boran, who is about the same age but standing on a high place with infinite scenery, his heart is naturally out of balance.

I don't know if it was an illusion caused by drinking, but Meng Boran felt that Jiang Chen was staring at him like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity to prey.

Jiang Chen's deep and mellow voice exploded in his ears: "If your script is not good-looking, believe it or not, I will eat you alive?"

Don't scare this kid, he doesn't know what it means to be a man with his tail between his legs.

The voice was harsh and sullen.Meng Boran's legs started to feel weak.

Well, is it too late for me to make the script worse?

Jiang Chen has entered a bottleneck in acting for three years. What is lacking is not acting skills, but a good script.

The screenwriter Meng Boran doubted life for three years. What was lost was not the ego, but a good inspiration.

This was the first time Meng Boran showed a script that was still under construction to a second person.

The hand he double-clicked the word document trembled slightly: "It's not completely written yet, so you can just read it."

Jiang Chen gave a faint "hmm", and sat at Meng Boran's desk where he usually coded, and began to read it intently.

In order not to disturb Jiang Chen reading the script, Meng Boran took his cats to the bedroom.

He was sitting next to him playing with his mobile phone, his peripheral vision glanced at the young man's face from time to time.

The bean paste green luster of the screen is reflected on his face, adding a soft tone to his heroic outline, and delicately depicting his tall nose bridge and deep eyes into a fine brushwork Danqing ink painting.

He was born good-looking, that kind of high-level good-looking.Meng Boran has watched countless domestic and foreign blockbuster movies in order to study scripts in his professional courses over the years. There are all kinds of top stars, but Jiang Chen feels particularly special to him.

Clean, not green.Handsome without being glaring.

If there is a chance to cooperate with Jiang Chen, he will wake up with a smile in his dreams.

Meng Boran was so nervous that he even breathed lightly, his mind went blank, and his palms were already sweating.

Like a high school examinee who is checking the scores, he is waiting for the sentence of fate in the short but long torment.

Jiang Chen is not color blind.He knew that Meng Boran was blushing and flustered just now, and he also knew that he was staring at him, so he deliberately put on a serious and deep expression, sometimes frowning, sometimes taking a breath, sometimes shaking his head with his arms folded, thinking of Meng Boran's emotions were under his control, and he felt a great sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Sure enough, Meng Boran was scratched by the subtle expression changes of this dramatist, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles.

In fact, the more you look down, the more Jiang Chen likes it, and countless bullet screens have already flown through his mind.

Hold!It's really good!Awesome!

This place is exciting!It has a taste!

etc?Is this a story about a guy? ? ?How many things are broken?

The point is that he, a straight man of steel, can still watch it with gusto?

The door to a new world is slowly opening towards him.

……

Until the sky outside the window darkened a little bit, Jiang Chen always maintained a deep demeanor like an ink painting.

Finally, he pretended to be calm and lit a cigarette, breaking the silence: "Although the writing is just like that, there are some places that can be salvaged. How much is this script? I'll buy it."

Meng Boran went all out.

He decided to challenge himself, open up a new way of acting, give those true fans who have always been loyal to him some different feelings, and slap those black fans who look down on him.

Meng Boran:? ? ? ? ? ?

I have hallucinations? !

After ten thousand years, the non-chief turned himself into the emperor of Europe, Jiang Chen actually wanted to buy my... script?

Meng Boran was holding back on the surface, but there was a villain in his heart who was already spiraling into the sky.

Jiang Chen's appearance today made several stuck places in his notebook suddenly open up, as if he had been opened up by a martial arts master.

He originally wrote the male lead too well, but now that he thinks about it, it is because he pursued the perfection of the character design too much, and instead lost the three-dimensional and multi-faceted nature of human nature, which is as featureless as the faces of most male protagonists on the market.

He can change him to be a little worse, a little more rebellious, and more flawed, making the plot conflict more tense.

Meng Boran laughed, revealing two small canine teeth of the same style as his favorite cat, cute and cute: "Actually, if you think the writing is not good, you can just say it, I'm not glass-hearted."

Jiang Chen: ...

To be too modest is hypocrisy.

Meng Boran paused: "By the way, my dad usually talks like that, so don't take offense."

"I didn't take it to heart." Jiang Chen stood up, turned his neck and flexed his muscles, with a tone he was used to seeing strong winds and waves: "Those sunspots say much worse than him."

Meng Boran: "When I was young, my dad was still a clerk, and he liked to take me to some wine bureaus. There were all kinds of dignified people, but I didn't like that kind of social occasions. Sometimes they even booed me Performing shows, but also laughing, I feel very tired."

After hearing this, Jiang Chen strengthened his intuition just now.

This Meng Boran really has a tenacity that does not give in easily, like a weed, on the surface it is quiet and pure, but in fact it is not.He couldn't tell whether it was a rebellion against his family or a challenge to the world.

Meng Boran smiled and said, "So I really admire you for being an actor at such a young age."

Small?Where is it small?Why does this man's tone of voice make him look like a bad old man?

"If I don't become an actor, I don't know what I can do. What about you?"

Meng Boran was stunned for a moment.

Already started?Is this speed too fast?

Jiang Chen likes to tease him, seeing him blushing, his face is still indifferent: "I mean, do your job. Tell me to write like you? Why don't you kill me. Let's talk about business, and ask for a price for the script?"

Meng Boran was confused: "This... I don't know how much to drive..."

Jiang Chen showed three fingers.

Meng Boran asked, "Thirty thousand?"

Jiang Chen shook his head.

Meng Boran opened his eyes wide: "Three, 30?!"

Jiang Chen continued to shake his head.

"300?"

Jiang Chen finally nodded.

Meng Boran was shocked.

In fact, on the eve of graduation, Meng Boran took the initiative to contribute to several film and television companies, but there was no news from them.Later, someone introduced me to a big-name screenwriter. The senior screenwriter asked him to write the script anonymously for him, and gave him 2000 yuan per episode.To put it bluntly, it is to be a shooter.

Not only was most of the oil and water deducted, but he was often asked to change, usually seven or eight drafts per episode, which was almost bald.

He was too embarrassed to tell his family about these hard experiences, fearing that his father would hurt his self-confidence even more after hearing this, so he wouldn't do it for him.

Of course, as an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, if he easily gives up his dream, then he is not Meng Boran.

The script shown to Jiang Chen was written by Meng Boran in his own time, and it has not been published yet.

Jiang Chen's appearance was like a ray of light shining into his gloomy and ordinary youth.

"What are you doing in a daze, are you dissatisfied?" Jiang Chen's patience has reached the limit, "I told you to drive yourself. You want to save face but don't say anything."

Meng Boran shook his head wildly: "I'm not me without you, listen to my explanation!"

Jiang Chen looked displeased: "Just 500 million, it's okay, if you don't, you can't let it go."

Meng Boran doubted his ears.He pressed his heartbeating chest, and his voice was trembling: "Jiang Chen, how about 300 million..."

Jiang Chen squinted at the nerd who was half a head shorter than him with disdainful eyes, and coldly squeezed out two words from his mouth.

"hypocritical."

Meng Boran:?

Sprinkle a handful of rice on the keyboard, and the chicken will speak better than you.

At this time, Jiang Chen had already taken out his mobile phone, "What's the bank card number, first transfer your 100 million deposit, and don't give anyone else what I like."

Meng Boran thought, this person's words are harsh, but he likes what he does.

In this way, he can have a reason to hypnotize himself: I am not greedy for his body, but for his money.

I don't want to work hard anymore.Let me be an upright national first-class protected waste! QQ

He came up with a plan, and said: "Recently, a producer has been trying to buy my script. I can leave it to you, but..." Meng Boran smiled harmlessly: "I have one condition."

Jiang Chen frowned and stared at him.

I saw Meng Boran's eyebrows flickering, and a flash of light flashed across: "I want to live with you so that I can finish the rest of the story, and then help you interpret the whole story better."

He needs to draw more inspiration from this man to plump up the protagonist's image.

Moreover, he was really fed up with his father's daily oppressive education, he wanted to seize this fair and honest reason and run away quickly!

It's literally triple the joy.

Jiang Chen:?