After I was reborn, I became a great writer

Chapter 333 Can He Become the "King of Screenwriters"?
What is the most aggrieved and saddest thing to ask?
Maybe it was when you were playing a game, you just entered the start interface, and just when you heard "the enemy has 30 seconds to reach the battlefield", when you were still buying the equipment to go out, your crystal suddenly exploded!
Maybe it was a girl who mustered up her courage and finally decided to give herself completely to her boyfriend. She booked a couple's room, arranged a romantic atmosphere, lay on the bed in vain and waited, and her boyfriend did everything well. The early caressing work, and then just touch it, and it's over, and it's over, except for kissing your saliva all over, and doing nothing.

Or maybe you found a wife with great difficulty and used up all your savings to buy a new house, give a dowry gift, and hold a banquet. As a result, you were kicked out when you entered the bridal chamber, and the best man entered the bridal chamber for you. The money, live in your room, sleep with your wife, beat your baby.
In reality, many things are like the above. You think it has just begun, but the fact is that it is over, and the ending is still aggrieved and sad, such as the TV drama propaganda war carefully planned by Bai Jingliang and his mother.

Bai Jingliang was sitting at the dining table, maybe he was probably hungry, but he had no appetite anyway, so he could only look at the dishes on the table sadly, with an unspeakable sadness welling up in his heart.

Originally, everything was proceeding as he expected, "Beauty Like Jade and Sword Like Rainbow" would overwhelm "Dragon and Babu" from the very beginning of the publicity, and then comprehensively overwhelm "Dragon and Babu" in terms of ratings, word-of-mouth and so on.

Bai Jingliang felt that with the script written by his father, the strength of his mother's company, and his own efforts, there should not be much difference in completing the projected plan.

But who would have thought that when the publicity first started, they were directly crushed by others. It is no exaggeration to say that now when you go to the street and ask a random person the same question, his answer is definitely that you know "Tian Long Ba Bu" instead of "A beautiful woman is like jade and a sword is like a rainbow".

The award of "Three-Body Problem" made the people remember Chen Tianhong's name again, as well as things related to him.

"Clang clang."

Seeing his son's listless appearance, Bai Jiran squinted his eyes, picked up his chopsticks and tapped the plate.

"Jing Liang, no matter what, eat the food first. This is specially made for you by your mother who has studied cooking for two months."

"Son, you don't have to worry. The early publicity can't represent the final result. You have to trust your father and yourself."

While Yang Jiaqin was relieved, she picked up a large piece of braised pork and put it in Bai Jingliang's bowl, but her words made Bai Jiran squinted his eyes again.

"Oh, I see."

Bai Jingliang gained a little confidence, besides, he must listen to what his father said.

So he put the meat in his mouth and chewed it slowly. It tasted very sweet, and he could taste that his mother had put in a lot of effort, but the sweet meat fell into his stomach, but it was bitter. This is the taste of failure.

But Yang Jiaqin's meticulously prepared meals were destined to go down the drain, and the dinner their family ate was tasteless.

Bai Jingliang survived with difficulty, and planned to help his mother clean up the dishes after dinner. This action was an unconscious action, but his mind was actually in a mess.

"Humph!"

Bo Jiran suddenly snorted and slammed his chopsticks on the table. He was very angry, very angry.

Even though he is a literati, he is the number one in the family, and he usually doesn't lose his temper. This loss of temper startled both Yang Jiaqin and Bai Jingliang, and they didn't even dare to vent their anger.

"Don't clean up yet, both of you come to the study for me, I have something to ask."

After saying this, Bai Jiran got up and went directly to the study.

Bai Jingliang looked at his mother worriedly. Because of admiration, he took pictures of his majesty. The person he feared most was his father, and this was done without telling his father. He was afraid of being scolded and beaten.
"It's okay, son, everything is up to me."

Although Yang Jiaqin is also a little afraid of her husband, but after all, they have been together day and night for so many years, and they are not bad in comparison.

When the two arrived at the study, Yang Jiaqin winked at her son, and Bai Jingliang hurriedly brought the brewed tea to the desk.

"Dad, you drink tea!"

"Humph"

Bai Jiran didn't look at the teacup, but glanced at his son, and snorted again.

"Tell me!"

"What are you talking about? What's wrong with Old Bai! Look at you getting so angry."

Yang Jiaqin intends to test out how much her husband knows, and specifically why she is angry.

"What are you talking about, what are you talking about? Let me first talk about why you chose to release the TV series on the same National Day file as Yajue Films' TV series, and the promotional expenses have already exceeded three times the normal TV series' promotional budget. Even if it is competition, there is no need to do so. Big book!"

"Who else allows you to ask friends in my circle to deliberately target Yajue Film and Television, or even Hongwen, without my consent? Do you know what the outside news media say about me? Lao Jin and the others What do you think of me? They called me and asked me why Hongwen and I were in conflict, and what conflict could I have with that child, huh? You tell me!"

Bai Jiran became more and more angry, and at the end he slapped the desk hard, and because of the large movement, the water in the shaking teacup spilled out.

"Old Bo, it's a competitive relationship. You don't know that Yajue Film and Television has been grabbing our market resources recently. If we don't suppress it, our company will lose more in the future."

Yang Jiaqin still wanted to explain with a sloppy eye, but before she finished speaking, she heard the sound of hitting the desk again, and she didn't dare to speak anymore.

"Nonsense! Yuanxi Film and Television, Zhongsha Film and Television, Huyu Film and Television, why are there no movements? Is this how you compete for the market? You are competing maliciously, harming others and benefiting yourself. Stop talking."

After reprimanding his wife, Bai Jiran pointed the gunfire at his son again.

"Bai Jingliang, tell me, what is the conflict between you and Hongwen! You dare to lie to me with one sentence, and you know the consequences. When you asked me for the script, I suspected something tricky, but I didn't expect you to have the guts." You're so big, you dare to fool your mother together."

When Bai Jingliang heard his father call his name, his legs were already weak from fright, and he wanted to run away.

And when Bai Jiran saw his son's timid appearance, he was even more angry.

"Dad, don't be angry, I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything."

Bai Jingliang was really terrified. It was the first time he saw his father get so angry since he was a child.

Next, he recounted the "resentment and hatred" between himself and Chen Tianhong from the beginning, from the first time he met Liu Yifei in the art examination of the Film Academy a year ago, to the second confrontation with Chen Tianhong in the student activity center, and how to use it Xiaoming thought of a way to prove himself, until now he failed.

His narration is like a courtship history of a blindly confident dog and a dog licking blood and tears. It is full of voice and emotion, especially substituted for emotion, and left a few tears of love. Coupled with that handsome face, I really see it Looks pitiful.

Bai Jiran became angrier the more she listened to it, and Yang Jiaqin became more distressed the more she listened to it. It was the first time she heard the full version, but she never expected that the son whom she praised to heaven, the son who was so outstanding in her eyes, would actually Will pay so much for a girl, what's even more funny is that the result is not even a spare tire.

"That's enough! Childish, scavengers, maggots, why do I have such a worthless son like you! Shame! Shame!"

Bai Jiran couldn't stand listening anymore, he grabbed the teacup and threw it directly at his son's feet.

His facial features were distorted in anger, and his voice was full of hatred for iron and steel. If Yang Jiaqin hadn't stopped him, he would have gone up and slapped him two big mouths.

In the past, my son also made messy things between men and women, but he took the initiative!It's all women's postings. Although there are moral problems, but for men, it's considered elegant to be a little romantic when young, and Bai Jiran doesn't think there is any major problem.

But this time it was different, this time it was my son who posted back, and he was disliked by others, and even borrowed the power of the family to make troubles in order to "compete with each other" with his boyfriend.

This kind of behavior is too naive and shameful, isn't this a bitch rushing to give away his head!If those friends in the circle knew about it, they would have to laugh out loud.

And who can't compete with well, but even if you pick an opponent, you won't pick. That's Hongwen, who is recognized as the best and most promising young man in Huaxia Kingdom.

Not to mention his son, Bai Jiran himself always greets people politely when he sees them. He is a member of the Writers Association Headquarters, and so is he, and in terms of personal connections, he is not inferior to him at all, and even surpasses him in some aspects.

"Old Bai, calm down, Jing Liang is still young, it is understandable for young people to do some things above the impulse of love! Besides, we may not necessarily lose! I watched the finished film of the TV series, the quality is very good , my son's performance is also very good, and Director Yao approves of it very much."

After all, Yang Jiaqin still felt sorry for her son. She first took a broom to clean up the fragments of the teacup, then walked to Bai Jiran's side, helped him massage his temples, and persuaded him carefully.

Xu Shi's wife's massage effect was good, and Xu Shi Bai Jiran also felt sorry for his son, so his tone eased a lot.

"Bai Jingliang, let me tell you, you are not allowed to associate with that girl in the future, go to school well, film your movies well, and don't do such naive and embarrassing things in the future, do you hear me?"

"Dad, but...but"

Bai Jingliang didn't dare to reject his father, and he couldn't bear to let go of Liu Yifei, so he struggled like this, wanting to struggle again

"But what! No but! Unless you want to sever the father-son relationship with me! Get out, go back to your room! I'm so mad, why are you so worthless!"

Bai Jiran couldn't see his son Wei Nuo's appearance, and the veins in his temples burst out of anger.

In fact, what made him most angry was not that Bai Jingliang lied to him, nor was it because he was targeting Hongwen, but that after encountering a setback, he lost all energy. How can such a big man achieve great things in the future with such a careless person.

Although Bai Jingliang knew that what his father said was angry, he was really afraid!Compared with Liu Yifei, the father whom he had admired since childhood was naturally more important. In the end, he had no choice but to look at his mother for help, and then went back to his room desolately.

Yang Jiaqin understood the look in her son's eyes, but she didn't help to speak immediately, but gently massaged her husband, until she saw that Bai Jiran's breathing became stable and his face was not so ugly, then she slowly opened her mouth to speak.

"Old Cypress"

"Jiaqin! Make me a cup of tea first. I don't want the kind I usually drink. I want green tea with some chrysanthemums and honeysuckle."

Yang Jiaqin didn't say anything, got up obediently and left the study to make tea, Bai Jiran sighed a long time at this time, his eyes became complicated, his hands crossed each other, as if he was thinking about something.

About twenty minutes later, Yang Jiaqin returned to the study with freshly brewed tea. Just as she put down the teacup, before she could speak, she heard Bai Jiran's question.

"Is Jing Liang's child alright?"

Hearing this, Yang Jiaqin looked at her husband in a daze, how did he know that she went to see her son while making tea.

"My son is very sad and his mood is still stable. It's okay, you don't have to worry. Lao Bai, actually, I don't think we will lose."

"It's not a question of whether to lose or not. Can't you hear it? That girl doesn't care about him at all. Instead of letting him get deeper and deeper, it's better to cut the mess quickly. Knowing how to choose is the most correct way." How to do it. I don't blame my son, but his performance is really disappointing."

"But it's not that my son has no chance! I understand women's psychology, as long as our son is good enough, there is still a chance."

Yang Jiaqin still wants to fight for her son.

"Hehe, good enough? Counting young people of their age in China, who can compare with Hongwen? This is a fact!"

"Then let's leave it at that?"

"Of course it won't be so simple. Even if Jing Liang is wrong about this matter, I will not allow others to bully our son at will. Jiaqin, the promotion of the TV series "Beauty Like Jade and Sword Like Rainbow" continues, but the method and method If you want to change it, in fact, we can reverse their traffic.”

Yang Jiaqin immediately understood that the popularity is mutual, no matter what method is used, it is enough to let everyone know her own propaganda, and the following is a head-to-head comparison of the quality of the TV series, which she is confident.

But her confident expression made Bai Jiran shake his head.

"Jiaqin, don't be blindly optimistic. How can you be sure that "Dragon Babu" is definitely not as good as ours? It is indeed not that easy to adapt a novel into a script, but it is not so easy for the original author, especially for some people with high talents. It's as difficult as I imagined."

"And Liu Jianjun's professional level is not low. We all know who the major shareholder behind Yajue Film and Television is. How can I not know the real level of Jing Liang's child? It would be good if we can get a tie then."

Yang Jiaqin was silent. What her husband said was very honest, but she was not reconciled!
"Husband, what are you going to do?"

"How to do it, my son can't do it, I will do it!"

Bai Jiran laughed at himself first, then narrowed his eyes, and said in a deep tone.

"As long as he wants to take the path of screenwriting, he will have a lot of opportunities to compete in the future. Hehe, compared to writing scripts, I, Bai Jiran, have never been afraid of anyone."

Hearing Bai Jiran's sudden words, Yang Jiaqin's body softened. She married Bai Jiran regardless of her age difference, most likely because she was infatuated with his talent and had the self-confidence that she never panicked when things happened.

But then she couldn't understand her husband's operation again, and saw Bai Jiran took out his cell phone, found a number and called.

"Hey, Old Tang! It's me, Old Bai. I heard that you recently took on a drama, and the script was written by Hongwen? How about it? Can you tell me?"

"Old Tang? The script written by Hongwen? Oh, Tang Xianjun!"

Yang Jiaqin thought of a recent news item.

"Hehe, Lao Bo! I'm already filming in Egypt. The script is indeed written by Mr. Chen. I can only say yes, very good. You will know the details when the movie is released. Maybe I can get a lot of money based on this." Best Director in Bollywood."

"Bollywood? You're kidding me!"

Bai Jiran's heart shuddered when he heard this. Whether it's directors, screenwriters, or celebrities in the domestic entertainment industry, they all want to step on the Bollywood red carpet, but so far, there are very few who can win this honor, and he has never won it.

"Well, I will know when the time comes, Lao Bai, I know about your wife's company, as a friend, I would like to advise you, if there is competition between companies, I will not say anything, but don't think about fighting with Mr. Chen. If you play against each other, you really don’t necessarily win.”

"What does Mr. Chen say? If he devotes himself to writing scripts, I think he can become the "King of Screenwriters" and drive countless directors crazy."

The phone has been turned off, the water in the teacup has cooled down, and his wife's gentle massage is still going on, but there is only one sentence echoing in Ke Bai Jiran's mind.

"He can become the "King of Screenwriters", the King of Screenwriters"

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