This star is from the earth

"Xia Yuan, what's the matter?"

After everyone joined the group, they first asked Xia Yuan clearly what happened.

Because they knew that Xia Yuan wasn't the one who made a group video call just to ask if he had eaten, something must have happened to them.

"Have you eaten yet?" Xia Yuan asked.

"No……"

"eating……"

"Soon……"

Everyone answered.

Xia Yuan stubbed out the cigarette and was about to talk, but found that only Jarrens in the group hadn't connected yet, so he asked, "Jarens hasn't connected yet? Which of you is with him?"

Everyone also realized that the entire group owed Jalens, so they all shook their heads.

"He may be busy, it will be fine in a while." Han Jue said.

Everyone looked at Han Jue, because they felt that Han Jue knew something.

"How do you know?" The temperamental girl said something to Han Jue in a timely manner. Others are just as weird.

Han Jue explained: "Because he is..."

"Wow."

In the next second, the video connection notification sounded, and it was the sound of a head coming out of the water.

Jarrence was belatedly coming online.

Then everyone saw from the video that Jalens appeared on the screen with disheveled hair, his [W]-shaped chin resting on the floor, and he seemed to be lying on the ground.

Judging from the vaguely visible home decoration in the back, some people remember that this is Han Jue's home.

"Are you at Han Jue's house? What are you doing lying on the ground of his house?" the temperamental girl asked strangely.

"Don't worry about it, it's a secret."

As soon as Jalens finished speaking, a husky suddenly appeared in everyone's mobile phones, bounced and stepped on Jalens' back, running back and forth.

Jarrence thumped hard on the ground, and the husky slid down, got up and jumped on Jarrence's back.

"Oh~~"

After seeing the dog, everyone immediately understood Jalens' so-called secret.

Among all the people, only Han Jue looked surprised, thinking that the Jalens he saw was a fake Jalens. He was worried that Jarrence would abuse the animals before, but now he seems to enjoy being abused by the animals? ? ?

"Xia Yuan, tell me what's going on, I'm very busy." After rolling over, Jalens said to the screen with a serious face that he was very busy.

"Okay, let me make a long story short." Xia Yuan nodded.

Hearing that Xia Yuan said it was time to get down to business, everyone listened carefully.

Xia Yuan lit a cigarette for himself, and then said unhurriedly: "Now Han Jue is by my side. I originally planned to take the main creator of the crew to scout the location today, but because the director didn't discuss it with Han Jue beforehand. Under the circumstances, Han Jue modified Han Jue's script without authorization. Just now, after Han Jue found out about this in the car, he was very upset and had a dispute with the director."

Everyone nodded from time to time and listened carefully.

Xia Yuan briefly talked about the changes in the script, and finally asked: "...So now, the director said that if there is Han Jue in the crew, there will be no him. Han Jue said that he can quit the crew. What do you think?"

One side is Jarrence's wish, and the other side is the grievance of his friends. Everyone pondered, and did not express their thoughts quickly.

Except for Jalens.

"How dare he! How dare he change my favorite church wedding?! FUXK! Let that director go!" Jalens panted after turning over on the ground.

"Then who will be the director? Don't you like his recent movies very much? You are so happy that he is the director." The temperamental girl was surprised.

【etc! Jalens actually likes this director's movie...] Han Jue's attention was completely lost.

"I don't like him anymore! There are so many directors, if you don't have him, find another one!"

Jalens' brutality and unreasonableness can sometimes be a double-edged sword. Han Jue was accidentally injured before, but now he enjoys its sharpness.

But Han Jue didn't think it was necessary: ​​"No, there is still time now, just change to a new script."

"Man, Han, listen to me. I know what that first script means to you. And I know how hard it is to have a hard-fought script being picked on. I loved that script of yours , I can feel how serious you are about Western culture, really. So relax, I won't let you be wronged!"

"Wait, wait..." Han Jue was a little flustered. The tone and the feeling of mobilizing the crowd made Han Jue feel like a primary school student who complained to his elder brother after being bullied.

"Xia Yuan!" Jalens shouted into the phone.

"Be quiet, I can hear you." Xia Yuan said.

"Xia Yuan! Get that director away!" Jarrence said into the phone.

Xia Yuan smiled, turned his head and let out a puff of smoke, nodded and said, "OK."

"Should I just give him a few pieces of paper and let him take a picture of trash, or should I just fire him and pay liquidated damages?" asked the legal officer in the group.

"I'll pay." Jalens said calmly.

"Is there anything else? I'll hang up if I don't." A dog's head appeared next to Jalens' head. Husky looked at the screen suspiciously, and seemed to see the familiar Han Jue, so he stuck out his tongue to lick it. Screen.

"Wait, you are too casual!" Han Jue shouted, "The director hasn't been found yet..."

"You come to be the director," Xia Yuan said suddenly, "You even drew the storyboards, which is professional. You have a complete picture in your mind."

Everyone was surprised, they did not doubt the authenticity of Xia Yuan's words. Speaking of professional standards, that is professional standards.

For a while, [Oh Yo], [Yo Ha], [Can't you see it] flew around in the group.

Jalens stared at the screen for a long time without speaking, his eyes behind the sunglasses did not know what he was thinking.

"Oh? Han Jue? It's okay~" The temperamental girl was quite surprised when Xia Yuan said it.

Han Jue was taken aback by Xia Yuan's name call. He even held his phone far away, shook his head frantically and said, "Me? No, no, no, I can't be the director."

At this time, Jalens spoke and said, "If we, the investors and producers of the movie, want you to change the script, do you agree?"

Han Jue said without hesitation: "I don't agree."

In his previous life, Han Jue had a friend who was a screenwriter. When he was closest to success, he had an investment opportunity of tens of millions on his head. But "there is still a small problem with the script." The investor asked him to revise it. He had no objection and accepted all the suggestions from the investor. "This will definitely succeed." She kept changing the script until the end. It wasn't the story he wanted to tell in the first place. It ended up being yellow. The screenwriter friend said with a smile that his best stories were sold when he was drunk in a bar.

This friend gave Han Jue, who was still a newcomer at the time, a suggestion: "If you want to write, write what you are most interested in. Creators are all narcissistic, which is a good thing, because sometimes you have to be a little more assertive. Qian Don’t listen to the opinions of those producers and investors, and don’t be kidnapped by the possibility of success. Only when you are convinced by your story can others be moved by your story.”

Han Jue has always remembered these words, and has always adhered to this idea after his debut, trying to make himself appear "literati". However, this is easy to say. Within a few years, Han Jue knew that this was bullshit for the poor. At that time, Han Jue had a dog and a girlfriend, and was planning to get married to support his family. How could he have the confidence to be arrogant. So he still fell under the money, had to accept suggestions from investors one by one, and made himself physically and mentally exhausted.

Now, he finally doesn't have to hurt himself just to get enough to eat, so he has the confidence to stick to his creation.

"I don't agree." Han Jue said.

"So the matter is very simple," Jalens nodded, not angry, but under the trampling of the silly dog ​​like a storm, and said, "I like this script very much and want to see it be filmed. But You are the person who knows the script best, I don't trust other directors now, I only trust you."

"So, you're going to be the director of this movie," Jarrence said.

The whole group was silent.

Han Jue was stunned.

All of a sudden, the distance is near, and the sound is quiet.

Xia Yuan put down his phone at this time, raised his head and said to Han Jue not far away, "Do you want to see the picture in your heart, and be photographed in a different way by others?"

Han Jue raised his head and looked at Xia Yuan, frowning, his eyes flickering.

Xia Yuan is also a text worker, and he knows that there is a state to write the so-called "picture sense", but the picture sense in the text, no matter how you describe it, is not as intuitive as the real picture.

Some screenwriters in the film and television industry wrote and wrote scripts, and found that the scenes shot by the director were not what they thought in their hearts, and finally one day they couldn't bear it anymore. then what should we do? You can't learn from Han Jue's tough director, can you? So I wrote the script by myself, raised investment by myself, and acted as the director to shoot.

From Xia Yuan’s point of view, Han Jue secretly learned how to draw sub-shots (Han Jue: not sneaky!), how to set up the camera position, and how to arrange the lighting.

"I think it's okay." The temperamental girl said that she agreed with Han Jue as the director.

"I'm looking forward to it," said the lawyer.

"No matter how bad it is, it can't be worse than that of Jalens, right?" Another person said.

"Shut up!" Jarrence said angrily.

Others also felt that since Jalens agreed, they had no reason to object. After all, the movie was a gift to Jalens.

"Okay, that's it, Han Jue is the director, let him shoot," Jarrence waited for a long time, Han Jue was still in a daze, and finally got impatient, "I'm going to work."

After finishing speaking, I went offline.

"Han Jue, come on!" The temperamental girl also went offline after she finished speaking.

"Wait..." Han Jue stopped.

But no one listened to Han Jue, and Han Jue quit the video one by one after listening to everyone cheering him on.

That's it?

[Unprofessional... so unprofessional! What about playing? ! 】Han Jue still finds it incredible. How can the director be casual.

A team with an investment of 10 million yuan, sufficient follow-up funds, and professional production staff. And the investors are completely delegated, the supervision is supernatural, and the screenwriter is himself.

[But... am I the director? 】Han Jue was panting, as if he had run 10,000 meters.

His eyes were extremely bright.

Han Jue felt his body trembling, as if his soul was excited. It's not nervous, it's excited. The body is excited, and the back is sweating.

He took a deep breath, but in vain.

It seemed that his body had been waiting for this moment for a long, long time.

Han Jue sat there blankly.

Xia Yuan stubbed out the cigarette, and returned to the car in the sight of all the staff.

After Xia Yuan got into the car, the staff looked at Han Jue with pitiful eyes.

Han Jue seemed to be dumbfounded, put his hands together by his mouth, and remained motionless. It's like the heart has received an iron fist from reality.

When Xia Yuan got into the car, he saw the director sitting in the first row, who seemed to be waiting for her.

The director just watched it from the car window. Han Jue is now in a state of despair, he must have been taught a bad lesson.

[Young man. ] The director is satisfied.

As soon as Xia Yuan came, the director said in a slow tone:

"Producer Xia, I've thought about it. My request is not much. For your sake, as long as Han Jue makes me tea in public to apologize. As for the script, I can discuss it with him in the future .How about it?"

The director's face is amiable, I don't know if he really feels that he has given in, or he became calm after being warned by Xia Yuanyi on the phone.

Xia Yuan took off his sunglasses and said sincerely: "Director Zhao, today's incident has become like this, and the filming can't be done anyway. How about this, let's all go back first, and talk slowly after we go back, okay? I'll go Call everyone back."

"Eh, good, good."

Nine thousand words, it's the second day of the explosion, everyone, give me your tickets!