I really don't want to fight with gods

Chapter 664 Follow the evil ghost to fight the monster

Jing Xiaoqiang subconsciously thought that the director had come here!

Being a thief is somewhat guilty.

He knew it was Jean Renault's old friend.

Unexpectedly, Lei Nuo took out an email envelope from his pocket: "A few days ago, I had dinner with my friends after get off work, talked about my upcoming new movie, and showed them the still photo..."

It was the group photo of Pan Yunyan holding a gun.

What he shook out of the envelope was a stack of photos: "Everyone suggested that I change another heroine. After all, a story on the streets of Xinxiang uses Orientals, and her father is also a greedy drug dealer's eyeliner. The position of descendants in Xinxiang, Vietnamese? Then they would not live in this kind of apartment..."

This is the basic skill of not fooling around.

Jing Xiaoqiang's mind immediately buzzed, and he almost stabbed him!
When he was writing the script, his whole mind was writing next to the screen like in a movie.

Grabbing the progress of the printer was done in one go, without thinking about it at all.

The fat and greedy father, the flirtatious and dancing mother, the stylishly dressed older sister who was killed in the bathtub with headphones on, and the poor younger brother...

Every detail is substituting in and described in detail, for fear of mistakes and omissions. As a matte professional, I still have the ability to describe and describe.

Make it as visual as possible.

Focusing too much on the details and ignoring the big issues!
This is to vilify the image of Chinese Americans. The young heroine, whose father was an undercover drug dealer and swallowed the drug of the black police, was exterminated. Are Chinese Americans locked in such an image?

Careless, careless!

In the original work, it is positioned as Latino, which is most in line with the image of this character.

Then I saw Renault spread out the stack of photos in his hand: "This is a bunch of possible replacements they just found for me..."

Jing Xiaoqiang sighed: "No need, ask your friend to find a little girl named Natalie Portman. She is also a young actress whose parents bring her around to find jobs. I think she is more suitable."

Including Titanic's little Lizi, they are all star babies who were taken by their parents to run around looking for opportunities since they were young.

The west coast is concentrated in Hollywood, and the east coast is concentrated in Broadway.

Jing Xiaoqiang is very familiar with this circle, basically when an opportunity is thrown, hordes of actors rush forward to fight for it.

Renault might have thought that he had to persuade, but Jing Xiaoqiang not only agreed, but also proposed a plan B in an instant, and even grabbed a pencil from the coffee table and wrote down the spelling of the letters.

Absolutely unbelievable, he sorted out the photos in his hand and nodded: "You are such an amazing person...Okay, I will ask them to find him as soon as possible."

Li Ji still leaned against the door of the cafe with a sweet smile, curious about what the hero would say to Jing Xiaoqiang.

But Jing Xiaoqiang only turned his head to look at her, and she immediately understood that her whole body was frozen as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

Uncontrollable eyes with great disappointment...

She is too smart and too sensitive.

Jing Xiaoqiang's heart softened immediately, that's why he didn't establish a deep relationship with others, and he was always the one who got hurt in the end.

And seeing too many beautiful women disappointed, that kind of feeling is very uncomfortable.

Only in this life can I take on the appearance of not being disappointed one by one.

Now I used to bend down and support my knees and look at each other: "We did what we could, but this is in Hollywood. This story cannot use a Chinese girl as the daughter of a drug dealer. This will distort and vilify the image of Chinese people, so this role must Give it to a girl from another country to act, can you understand this truth?"

At the age of 12, many of his peers are still coquettish in the arms of their parents, and the little ancestor who is dissatisfied and rolls all over the floor, but Li Ji restrained himself and lowered his head softly: "Can't you fight?"

There were tears puffing down.

Even if it is acting, it is still a good actor.

Jing Xiaoqiang: "When we stand on the world stage, every image we make is related to our motherland. No matter if you change international clothes or dress up, you will always be a Chinese. This is genetically written into your bones and cannot be changed. Yes. My fault, I didn't position this role well, I promise you, I will make another movie or TV series for you when I return to China, don't let yourself fall into the trap of negative emotions, can you do it?"

From the Military Art and Song and Dance Troupe to Hong Kong to participate in musical performances, then to the right bank stage, debut in Tokyo, and finally brought it to Hollywood to star in a movie, such a series of triple jumps, and then fell straight down.

Nothing.

Even if you go back to acting in China...

Hollywood!

Can it be compared?

This huge psychological gap can be imagined.

Li Ji lowered his head. Well, the child still couldn't turn around so quickly.

It's hard for adults.

What's more, he has been held in the palm of his hand since he was a child. Whoever reads it, even so many masters of military art, oh, Brother Long will praise him after reading it.

Too rigid and easy to break, too good jade in the rough is easy to shatter under such setbacks.

Another person, Jing Xiaoqiang, might stand up and leave. Life practice depends on oneself, and this is fate.

But he watched the crystal clear teardrops dripping down his chin, and just watched quietly.

Seeing that Li Ji still squatted down and hugged his knee pitifully.

Pan Yunyan noticed the situation here, raised the camera to take a picture, and then reminded with the sound of driving a donkey: "Woo, woo, here we come, the little devil is here!"

Indeed, Sudou Saki was already bowing her waist to lead the way like a groundhog, and Du Ruolan seemed to be helping her to greet her from behind.

Jing Xiaoqiang actually saw a wheelchair!

It was too late to elaborate, so I had to reach out and pat the child's head and straighten up: "Look at Sister Du Ruolan, every partner around her has gotten more than her in two years, but she has the patience to improve herself. When the flowers are in full bloom..."

He felt that what he said was quite good, like a master and elder.

Li Ji hugged his leg obediently...

She was clearly as tall as Jing Xiaoqiang's chest, so she hugged her waist if she wanted to!

Uh, of course Jing Xiaoqiang's waist is a bit too thick.

The meaning of hugging the thigh is too obvious.

At this time, the little days had already come in groups, and Jing Xiaoqiang raised his hand to signal to them.

Sudo Saki was standing next to her father, and the hunched manager saw Li Ji's hand at a glance, and almost rolled his eyes out, you pervert, lolicon!
Jing Xiaoqiang noticed that the wheelchair was actually Mr. Zhaotian.

Stepping over in surprise, Li Ji still let go and stood where he was. This kid is actually quite smart, but a little too smart.

Sure enough, another great cleverness strode over and directly hit her with a heavy chestnut on the head.

Humph, this is what Xiaoqiang taught me back then.

Without saying a word, the little girl squatted down again in pain. Pan Yunyan had already jumped over and started taking pictures.

Seeing that Jing Xiaoqiang came up to greet him respectfully: "Are you feeling unwell?"

In this case, he would not reach out rashly.

Sugimoto, who was standing next to him, introduced: "A few days ago, I had some physical problems, but after the treatment, the first thing Mr. Akita mentioned was to see your performance and watch your movies."

Little days are really hard work.

Jing Xiaoqiang observed that the corners of his mouth were still a little crooked, which was a sign of a coronary artery failing, a proper stroke.

But he said nothing.

He can make suggestions about Teresa. After all, Teresa represents herself and can make decisions for herself.

The interests represented by Zhaotian are too reckless, and there are many people watching from the whole Suuni and even from the government and the opposition.

Who can afford to have a slight headache?
Just a simple hello and began to introduce: "These are the music producers who just came to discuss the details of the concert with me today..."

However, Mr. Akita, who was leaning on the wheelchair, struggled to mobilize his tongue: "Tell me, this..."

He couldn't even wave his hands, just moved his fingers.

Immediately from behind, someone came over with a hard-shelled square lockbox and opened it to Jing Xiaoqiang.

It's like drug dealers trading a box of money, but Jing Xiaoqiang saw a laptop in it at a glance!
There is a clear Sony logo on the back shell. Didn’t you say that there is no notebook project a few days ago?
But he instantly understood that after all, electrical appliances can move these little days the most.

Electrical appliances are the foundation of their industry.

No wonder so hard.

Still back to the cafe, only a few people came in during the small days, and the rest were all guarded outside the glass window, pretending to be a gangster negotiating momentum.

Li Ji and Pan Yunyan cameo as hosts, helping to serve cups and move chairs.

Du Ruolan accompanies Sashi to communicate as a translator.

Jing Xiaoqiang also took advantage of this handover buffer.

Originally, it was just a joke that Sonny would give up such an important mainstream of the electronic revolution.

Now that he saw the logo on the still rough sample laptop, he immediately realized that Sonny probably did not start the research and development of the laptop.

Because their laptops have an independent brand nickname.

The positioning of personal portable audio and video is the feature of Suoney’s laptop computer in his last life. It was very popular in the film and television industry at the turn of the century, and the price is also the most expensive among similar products.

At that time, the domestic editors and directors, the media people sat there to talk about things, and took out an exquisite and beautiful Sunny notebook to tap, which was almost a symbol of the forceful style of the later Apple mobile phone.

Jing Xiaoqiang happened to have experience at this stage.

I also know that it is precisely the Apple laptop that has completely replaced this compelling market.

From Broadway to later, the director, playwright, and backstage are almost 100% Apple laptops.

Functionality is still secondary, and the price is actually not expensive according to the consumption of the salary. The important thing is that this kind of design is full of artistic taste and the highest quality.

In fact, the appearance of the first Apple laptop was learned from Suoney notebook.

It is said that the Qiao gang leader highly admired the design of Suni, with the atmosphere of Japanese Zen.

The real blue is better than blue.

Obviously, it has built a full range of products in the audio-visual world, but because it missed the Internet, it was beaten by Apple's computers, mobile phones, notebooks and even tablet computers.

In just a moment, Jing Xiaoqiang made up his mind and helped the red-haired ghost beat that bone spirit!
It's easier than fighting a god by yourself.

It's enough to get something out of it.

He's just so organized.

(End of this chapter)