under the spotlight

Chapter 169 Nightfall
04:30, conference room.

Wang Wei glanced at the time on his phone, stood up, and looked at the dozens of people sitting in Wu Yaya in the conference room. Some of them had put down their pens to check, some were still writing quickly, and some had already finished writing. Bored and lying on the table to sleep, anyway, the people who came were not in a hurry to submit their manuscripts and leave, and two days were spent, who cares about the half hour?
After clapping his hands, Wang Wei shouted: "It's time, the manuscript has been delivered!"

Instead, the one who was sleeping on the table bounced up immediately, jumped up with the study experience written and the things that had been packed long ago, and walked forward.

Some people started to pack up their things, ready to deliver their manuscripts and leave.

There was also the one who slapped the pen on the table angrily, and muttered in his mouth: "Fuck, what year is it, and the manuscript is still required to be handwritten, and I forgot how to write the words..."

"That's right, I've already used pinyin!" The one next to him also condemned with a look of frustration.

"Ah, there is still this kind of operation, I will change it, change it..."

This kind of people basically sit in the front row, because they dare not make small moves under the noses of Wang Wei and Qi Yan.

Wang Wei heard it clearly, and reminded with a smile: "You can't check the words you can't write with your mobile phone?"

"Fuck, Editor-in-Chief Wang, why didn't you say earlier that you can check your phone?"

Qi Yan glanced at the conference table in the front row: "Don't look it up, don't look it up, hand it in, how fresh, a dictionary that you can't write, didn't your teacher hand it in when you were young?"

"But the teacher didn't teach you to check your phone!"

Qi Yan snorted coldly: "I don't have a dictionary to look up my phone, aren't they all tools? Let me tell you, why are you so ignorant of flexibility?"

"Forget it, so who, with your level, you can't change from green leaves to red flowers if you write two more words correctly, don't let the cook be bad and blame the stove for crookedness! Hurry up and hand it in, Mr. Tang is still waiting..."

"Hurry up, don't forget to write your name, it's all handed in, and it doesn't count as points, how can you spare a lot of time for this little time? Why did you go so early?"

In the end, amid Qi Yan's roar as she slapped the table, within 10 minutes, she gathered all her experience and experiences, and the two went to Mr. Tang's office together.

Knocking on the door, Mr. Tang waved his hands with a smile on his face, signaling them to come in, then looked at the stack of letter papers in Wang Wei's hand and said, "Come on, Xiao Wang, find out Lin Wei's learning experience, let's take a look and write it." something."

Wang Wei immediately began to search, Qi Yan and her producer Zhou Ren looked at each other, and knew that this was just about talking about this newcomer, she couldn't help shrugging her eyebrows, she was thinking, but she didn't say anything, she was just acquainted Shulu went to find a cup to make tea by himself.

Yue Changhong shared half of Wang Wei's hand and came out to help find it. After a while, he found it. Looking at it, he found that the handwriting was neat and beautiful, and it seemed that he had written two full pages.

Mr. Tang took it over, and said to the four people in the office: "You guys divide these up and pick them out first. If you think it's not bad, just put it here."

Mr. Tang pointed to a corner of his desk, took a water glass, and began to read Lin Wei's learning experience.

After reading the rolled noodles, Mr. Tang nodded involuntarily. Although the first paragraph is a bit like the preface of a book, it seems a bit routine, but it is barely okay.

The second paragraph, hey, what does this mean?To find fault?
Mr. Tang couldn't help but glance down at the ten lines, and then turned to the second side, which was full again. Not only the faults, but also the faults in comparison. You can pick out the flowers when you pick the faults, or you can't pick them yourself. The problem that came out, tsk tsk, it really is a talent...

Mr. Tang's face turned dark, and he threw the two pieces of paper on the table lightly: "He is a talent, you should take a look too."

The four of them were all stunned. They had been with Mr. Tang for so many years, from being scolded by him to watching him scold others, but they rarely heard him speak in such a sarcastic tone.Mr. Tang is usually right about things and wrong about people. It is always because of unforgivable problems in the manuscript or film. After scolding, he will improve next time, and he will be encouraged and praised.

Mr. Tang's guiding ideology for the people below has always been "learn from past mistakes to avoid future ones, and heal the sickness to save the patient", but this person seems to be hopeless. The person who was evaluated by Mr. Tang in this tone last time seems to have changed careers now, right?

Zhou Ren was sitting closest, and he was the person under him, so he picked it up first and started to look at it. Qi Yan stood behind him, and the two of them raised their eyebrows higher and higher as they watched. The expressions on their faces were really indescribable. ...

Anyway, it's speechless, speechless, if you don't do it, you won't die, this is a portrayal, it is a film that Mr. Tang has reviewed and considered carefully, even the words have been carefully considered, and the last part has not been changed. The award-winning film, this guy has learned so many mistakes, this strange brain circuit, tsk tsk...

Zhou Ren turned around and met Qi Yan's eyes after watching it. Qi Yan understood it tacitly. He was using the word he had evaluated to evaluate this person and this experience: two hundred and five!

Yue Changhong and Wang Wei took over the experience and read it again, and then met their eyes. Yue Changhong understood Wang Wei's meaning in seconds: "Boss, you wanted Lu Beicen without saying a word. You are really wise!"
Mr. Tang stretched out his hand to take back the experience, and put his hand into his drawer: "How did you recruit this person in the first place? Forget it, if you can't teach him, it won't be a waste of time. I will report to Mr. Yang later, and I will either withdraw or The transfer department, we can’t use it here, hey, I’m not afraid of a blank sheet of paper that I don’t understand, but I’m afraid of this kind of self-righteousness!"

Zhou Ren and Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief together, and finally they were able to properly send away the Buddha who didn't know who was behind it. The studio failed to record it two days ago, so I won't talk about how many smiles the guests lost. The key is that the studio is The cost is calculated by the hour, and it needs to be settled. The discounted money will be counted one by one for the producer, editor-in-chief, and director in charge, and then wages will be deducted...

In fact, Yue Changhong also breathed a sigh of relief. Anyway, in the next six months at least, this person will be in his own hands. If he leaves early to get rid of the scourge, he can still use this excuse to ask for another person...

Wang Wei understands Mr. Tang’s abandonment the most, because he is the one who has repeatedly studied Lu Beicen’s film, and he is very impressed. In this large article written by Lin Wei, most of this film is innovative and brilliant, breaking the traditional publicity Part of the routine of the film is to break the conventional editing techniques and use the latest color-grading thinking. This is like a real creative master being pointed at the nose by Xiaobai and scolded: What are you doing?

Even the simplest rules of scenic spot photography, not only to have a sense of beauty, but also to be popular, I don’t understand. This is no one. No wonder Tang always questioned how this person was recruited.

Afterwards, Mr. Tang didn't say anything more. They each looked at the pile in their hands, put the sifted ones on Mr. Tang's desk, and waited for Mr. Tang to check...

Lu Beicen returned home, opened the door, Jiang Yunjin came out holding a handful of asparagus in his hand, Lu Xusheng, Jiang Zhongze and A Hao also came out of the living room, Lu Xusheng laughed and joked: "Yo, we Reporter Lu Da is back, it's really hard work, the family has dinner, and you have to work overtime alone."

Lu Beicen blinked, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Dad, don't make fun of me. There is nothing I can do to organize intensive study in Taiwan. Why did you come here today?"

"If the mountain doesn't come, I'll be there. I'll go to the mountain. Your mother misses her daughter. I heard from Ah Hao that you seem to be on a long business trip again?" Seeing that his daughter looked good, Lu Xusheng continued joking with her.

Jiang Yunjin smiled and said: "Well, I'm the only one who misses my daughter, go wash your hands quickly, Mom has stewed a cup of lily pear soup for you, eat first and then talk."

Lu Beicen's eyelids twitched, my lord won't be doing some dark cooking again, right?

Sure enough, before Lu Beicen's eyelids twitched, Jiang Yunjin automatically revealed the secret with the next sentence: "I put some bird's nest, I tried it, and it tastes good..."

Putting the bag away to wash his hands, Lu Beicen saw the viscous bird's nest lily and pear soup, it was really just some bird's nest, diluted it, it would be fine to drink it for a week, right?

Facing the loving eyes of his mother, Lu Beicen felt that he couldn't take it anymore, so he couldn't help but made a small protest: "Mom, I've eaten all this pot, so I don't have to eat tonight."

"It's just four cups of bird's nest, one pear and one lily. It's all stewed into water. Why can't I eat?" Jiang Yunjin was upset.

"It's okay to share it, Mom, I'll be stunned if I eat so many sweets this evening." Lu Beicen continued to struggle, and deliberately raised his voice, hoping that Ah Hao could hear him and come over to make a rescue.

Sure enough, it's nice to have a caring younger brother. After a while, Ah Hao came in with a look of contention: "Mom, what do you give my sister to eat, and give me some too?"

Lu Beicen cast a big grateful look, and quickly answered the words while holding a bowl: "Come, come, everyone who sees has a share, autumn is coming soon, everyone, drink some pear soup, and go to the autumn dryness."

Just as Jiang Yunjin was about to speak, Ah Hao hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, I happen to be a little hungry, and I don't seem to have seen dinner yet."

"Yes, yes, one bowl for each person, finish it quickly so that I can help mom make dinner, and you can wash the dishes after eating." Lu Beicen was so fast that he had already divided out the contents of the stew pot and stuffed a bowl He didn't say anything in front of Jiang Yunjin, but quickly took two bowls out.

A Hao made a face at Jiang Yunjin, Jiang Yunjin picked up the asparagus in his hand, pointed at A Hao, and scolded, "You will cover for your sister."

"Mom, aren't you obviously biased? How can such a delicious food be eaten by only my sister..." After finishing speaking, Ah Hao exaggeratedly scooped up a spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth. so sweet?
Seeing that Ah Hao's expression was wrong, Jiang Yunjin quickly said, "What's wrong? I just tried it, and it's delicious!"

Ah Hao swallowed reluctantly, and carried the bowl to the water dispenser: "Well, Mom, it's really delicious. It would be even better if you add some water."

Jiang Yunjin scooped a spoonful into his mouth suspiciously, why is it so sweet?
After coughing, Jiang Yunjin said: "By the way, I forgot, at first I thought it was tasteless, so I added two cubes of rock sugar, it seemed a little sweeter, um, add some water, quickly add some water... "

The five of them drank a bowl of bird's nest and pear soup mixed with water, and finally got over the stubble, and Lu Beicen started cooking.

Jiang Yunjin returned to the assistant position, chatting with his daughter while picking vegetables: "Ah Hao said you are going on a long business trip?"

"Probably, the details haven't been notified yet, but the leader just said it." Lu Beicen looked at the garlic asparagus tumbling in the pot.

"Inside the province or out of the province? How long will you be going? The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, don't you want to go down to the river to see?" Jiang Yunjin said very casually.

Hearing this, the spatula turning in Lu Beicen's hand suddenly stopped, and he silently turned his head to look at his mother, Mrs. Shang, and his heart began to beat. What kind of trouble is this going to do?
Seeing her daughter's probing eyes, Jiang Yunjin couldn't help but smiled slightly: "What are you looking at me for? You are so busy that you can't even go home once a week. How long has it been since you visited your adoptive mother? Do you often Call and ask?"

Lu Beicen pursed his lips, quickly stir-fried the asparagus in the pot, and prepared to change the subject: "Mom, do you blame me for not calling you often?"

"I don't mean that. I'm so narrow-minded in your heart? Your adoptive mother is alone now, and you should be more concerned about it." Although Jiang Yunjin's tone was still a little sour, the latter sentence still revealed With full sincerity.

Lu Beicen turned off the fire, and took the opportunity to take the plate to look at Jiang Yunjin. Seeing that her face was calm and smiling, she cautiously replied: "I called the night before yesterday, and she said that she is in good health. I dance square dances with my neighbors every day and have a good time.”

Jiang Yunjin smiled and nodded when he heard the words: "That's good, call next time, remember to bring me and your dad a good one. The holiday is coming soon, and you don't have time to prepare. I took a box of American ginseng and two boxes of bird's nest Come here, put it in your refrigerator, save a box of bird's nest, and bring the rest to your adoptive mother, it has been difficult for her these years. If you don't have time to go there, remember to ask Fang Nan to help you."

After a pause, Jiang Yunjin shook his head again: "Forget it, it's not good. If you don't have time, I'll ask Ah Hao to take a look. Do you think it's okay?"

Lu Beicen put the asparagus in the pot onto a plate, and asked in a low voice, "Mom, why did you suddenly think of talking about this today?"

Jiang Yunjin smiled, with a bit of emotion in his voice: "It's nothing, it's just that maybe he's getting old, hey, Mom's best friend from high school had a sudden heart attack a few days ago, and he disappeared. Mom thinks a little more, people have been competing with themselves and others for decades in their lives, it’s really not wrong, it was Mom who thought about it before, and it’s a good thing that there are always multiple people who love you.”

It was the first time Lu Beicen heard Jiang Yunjin speak like this, his eyes drifted across her slightly lowered forehead, there were faint traces of white hair on her temples, two long fine lines at the corners of her smiling eyes went straight into her temples, at that moment , she suddenly had a sore nose, and felt very uncomfortable.

In the past, it was not only the mother who was always competing with each other?

The sky outside the window has gradually darkened, and the lights have gradually faded. In another corner of the city, a pair of cloudy eyes hid the cruelty in their eyes through the night. When the thin figure stepped into his line of sight, suddenly fierce There was a flash of light, but he lowered his head and followed him leisurely...

(End of this chapter)