Chapter 47

Several people cheered and praised yuan Jun, and finally settled the situation.

Work stoppage for rectification, Nanxi time vacated, returned to the nanny car and half leaned against the leather chair to brush a short video.

She brushed very quickly and didn't finish reading each one. Huang Yi asked curiously, "Xi Xi, are you still testing eye drops?"

Nanxi stared at her mobile phone and said, "I'm thinking about things."

Huang Yi was surprised by the rotating thinking mode of haozite.

After brushing for half an hour, Nanxi fought up and down her eyelids.

Looking at her falling asleep, Huang Yi doesn't know whether she has an epiphany problem. It is estimated that Zhou Gong needs guidance. He took out a small blanket from his bag and put it on Nanxi.

There were two taps on the door.

"Sister Xi, I'm screenwriter Xiao Liu. Are you free?"

Nanxi suddenly excited, and the unstable mobile phone slipped off the carpet. Huang Yi was slightly unhappy and was just about to refuse to receive it. Nanxi shook her head.

The confused man picked up his cell phone, rubbed his eyes and replied, "well, please come in."

Huang Yi opened the door and a girl in her early twenties, about the same age as Deng Qingsi, got into the car.

Sitting in the position led by Huang Yi, she whispered: "sister Xi, I have informed you that it is wrong to stop the startup and change the script suddenly. The venue rental fee is tens of thousands of yuan a day, and the rental fee of other props is also a lot. Moreover, everyone's schedule is pushed back, I'm afraid there are a lot of losses. I'm afraid the people above have opinions."

Some people have been angry, but screenwriter Xiao Liu's worry has increased. Ma Jia's director, a veteran, took a stand off attitude. Anyway, he didn't provoke contradictions, and he didn't have to bear the bad consequences.

But Xiao Liu has been in the industry for more than one year and is well-known with several online dramas. I think relying on Tianyu's New Youth Drama can burn the fire, and whether the current situation can burn can't be predicted. Don't catch up with the hard-earned money.

Nanxi thought it was reasonable. She couldn't help scolding Zhang Yichen. He calculated to dig a hole for her step by step.

"Let me see your original script."

"OK."

Xiao Liu took out the old script from his bag and handed it to Nanxi. It was only after his hard work that he was not willing to discard and delete it.

Nanxi looked through the script carefully and said, "there's no big problem with the script, but the outline is really too universal. Well, let's postpone it for two days. Count all the losses and I'll do it myself. You work hard today and tomorrow. I'll find someone to help you change it."

Restart the original script and only modify it for two days. Xiao Liu was overjoyed and waved again and again: "there is no need to count the losses. In two days, the director and I will find an excuse to get round with the people above."

"OK."

Xiao Liu leaves and Nan Xi starts to contact Tian Tian, who is good at emotion. Tian Tian picks up the phone and presses the keyboard in her hand.

As a good person at Nanxi Road, I'm sorry to say, "sister Ni Hong and I have just contacted the first outline summarized by fengxiao. I'm sorry. If you don't let fengxiao pass, he should be able."

"The wind roars?"

Tian Tian clamped the phone between her head and shoulder: "yes, he's empty."

Next, Nanxi heard a statement that the speed of speech was equal to the speed of input on her hand.

Get to know the situation. Feng Xiao hasn't been in touch with script writing before. It was obviously late to learn and use now, so to be on the safe side, he wrote the first outline, and the two women editors took the plot according to the outline and the novel. Emotional details Tian Tianlai, others Ni Hong. They've done it. Does fengxiao need to add anything under the school team.

Feng Xiao is around Tian Tian Tian. When he knows the situation, he takes the initiative to ask for war: "Xi Xi, I'll come over."

Nanxi thought and agreed. It seems that fengxiao has no deep meaning except being idle. Come and help. You can learn about film and television.

Let Huang Yi book the ticket for him, and Feng Xiao starts. Zhou Jie sends a few hundred words of gratitude and tears.

Nanxi smiled gently and answered the letter: the writers are busy. You are more free. Why don't you come with the wind?

Half an hour later, Zhou Jie proved that he was busy with a picture and text ppt.

Ppt should be removed from the Internet. Soon, the content subtitles were changed and the signature of the document was forgotten.

Nanxi didn't expose it and replied with a voice: "OK, work hard. Then send it to me every other hour. The project can't fall down one by one."

"No problem."

Let those who cheat and slip become diligent. Feng Xiao has boundless magic power.

When Feng Xiao arrives, he takes the initiative to find the screenwriter Xiao Liu. They sit in a corner of the studio to discuss the plot and immerse themselves in modification. Feng Xiao is responsible for adding funny and sweet stems, and Xiao Liu dramatizes the stems.

At 2:00 p.m., all the places that need filling are completed.

Only Xiao Liu's work is left. It's thin and many. You can only mark it one by one with a pen. He was busy sleeping and eating. Two hours later, his shoulders and neck were sore. He looked up and massaged with his hands. He suddenly found that the man who came to help was always watching her work carefully.

He scratched his head in shame and gave a belated praise: "the plot you wrote is great. I haven't asked your name yet." the previously boring contradiction between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has become a funny interaction of wits and courage. The small details slowly explain the change of mother-in-law's state of mind, and immediately make the plot interesting and fascinating.

Similarly, men are more reliable than yuan Jun.

"Wind roaring." he thought it was unnecessary to pack his own set, and never sent photos online. His work was his business card.

Xiao Liu was shocked, swallowed his saliva, and asked with respectful words, "are you the author of the flying frost streamer sword and the classic geometric year?" which screenwriter didn't have the dream of a novel. Because she wrote the novel in general, she had to eat before she embarked on the screenwriting road.

Feng Xiao nodded slightly, and Xiao Liu quickly fainted happily. Nan Xi said that he had transferred a helper from the crew of flying frost streamer sword. Unexpectedly, the helper's coffee level was too high.

No, no, no, said the helper humiliated God.

Flustered to get out of the way, respectfully stood behind Feng Xiao: "you change, I'll fight."

After saying that, he patted his mouth and changed his mouth: "it's four o'clock. You can go back to bed quickly. I'll deal with small things. I'll wait for you to get up and instruct me."

Feng Xiao pulled Xiao Liu to sit down again and said, "I'm not as good as you in the script. I need to learn from you. Will you do me a favor?"

Xiao Liu was excited and incoherent: "don't say one, a thousand or ten thousand." this is the request of the great God of literature, the living God!

"When you don't know my true identity, keep busy with you. Don't affect you because of me. I'm helping you learn something, OK?"

Xiao Liu asked in horror, "aren't you sleepy?"

Feng Xiao shook his head: "let's start." he had to grow up quickly and help Nanxi shoulder the burden there. It's hard to be a vase.

Xiao Liu blushed and murmured, "uh huh." the great God stayed up late. If it's a dream, please don't wake up.

Nanxi had planned to spare two days to change the script for them. As a result, after lunch, the two people with wide bags under their eyes handed the new script to her and the director.