Entertainment starts with variety shows

Chapter 100 The Stubborn Old Man
Fang Jing remembered that when he was watching a variety show in his previous life, the famous director Chen Kaige once said that there is no shortage of good directors and actors in the industry, and the funds and skills in all aspects are not bad, but there are no good screenwriters and scripts.

From the beginning of [-] until Fang Jing's rebirth, six out of ten popular dramas in the TV drama industry were adaptations of novels. From the beginning of traditional literature to the introduction of online literature, it was a mess.

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The next day, in the Yuedian Group building, in a large conference hall that can accommodate hundreds of people, all the great gods who usually see each other all gathered together.

When they were at home, they all wore flip-flops under shorts, but today they wore straight suits, and they looked very energetic.

Fang Jing had his hair cut again, with his head parted at the back. He looked a lot more mature, and when paired with a navy blue suit, he was a little more youthful.

At this age, he was already tall. He is now 1.7 meters tall, which is not too low to wear shoes. It will not be a big problem to break through 1.8 meters in two years.

He and Xu Shi sat in the back row early, and they were obviously just here to deal with the situation.

"Fang Jing, your outfit is a bit high-profile! Stay away from me, I don't want to be with you."

Xu Shi turned his head and moved a position to the side.

There is no harm if there is no comparison. Originally, he thought that he was not bad looking. Although he had gained a little weight after not exercising these years, it was not enough to look next to Fang Jing.

The young guy has tough facial features and is full of energy. He looks thin when he is dressed, and he looks fleshy when he takes off his clothes. He looks like he is walking on a clothes rack.

Wearing a suit has a bit of the charm of Xiao Lizi when he was young, but he doesn't know if he will play Zishui tune in a few years.

"Third uncle, excuse me, let me squeeze in."

A 30-year-old, 1.8-meter-two bulky man walked over with his laptop in his hands, and sat down on Xu Shi's original seat. Compared with him, Fang Jing's body suddenly became a size smaller.

"Wind chime! Who did I think, why did you bring all the notebooks, what's the matter, take minutes of the meeting on the spot?"

"Fart meeting minutes, I'm in the new issue, and I haven't saved the manuscript. If I don't come here, where should I go? The meeting will continue in the afternoon. Maybe it's time when I go back."

"Welcome to the meeting!" Xu Shi clasped his fists, admiring him like a surging river.

Fang Jing is also convincing in capital letters, the big boss is the big boss, dare to code on this occasion is not an ordinary cow, all of them are leaders.

"You're welcome!" Feng Ling turned to look at Fang Jing, "What's the name of this little brother, he's as handsome as I am."

"Hello, Feng Ling, I am the most handsome man in the world, and I grew up under the influence of your books."

Fang Jing is really not bragging, Chen Jinpeng's favorite author is Fengling Tianxia, ​​he has read every novel, and he takes the trouble to show it off to him.

Some time ago, in order to collect copyrights, he also deliberately studied the styles of these great gods. Fengling Tianxia's works are best written in terms of friendship and funny plots.

It is said that he was discharged from the army, so the strong brotherhood can be seen everywhere in the book. Originally, Fang Jing wanted to buy his book, but he gave up after reading the word count.

The chapters are too long to be adapted for film and television, and the following plots are a bit watery.

Fengling nodded, stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, hello, you are the hottest model of Zhuxian last year! Sure enough, you are very handsome."

"Quiet! The meeting is starting now, and everyone's mobile phones are turned off or muted."

Fang Jing was about to speak, when the leader above spoke, smiled and shook hands with Feng Ling without saying a word.

"Da da da! Da da da! Da da da!"

Within 2 minutes, there was a crackling sound of keyboards, and Fang Jing moved a few positions to the side without moving.

Fengling is worthy of being a veteran master, and he doesn't give face to the leaders at all. The person speaking above is Jianfeng, the editor-in-chief of Yuedian, and one of the founders of Yuedian.com.

Many years ago, when there was no such thing as charging fees for online articles, the founders of Jianfeng were already masters. Their novels were serialized on the Tianya blog, and they became very popular.

In terms of seniority, they are definitely bronze-level characters. The third uncle who has been writing for ten years has to obediently call seniors when they see each other.

"Da da da da da!!!"

Feng Ling's hands are extremely fast, his eyes are fixed on the screen, and he has not stopped with ten fingers. It is dazzling to read, and there are three or four hundred words in a few minutes.

Tang San's highest record is [-] words in one hour. Fang Jing doesn't know if it's true or not, but this one in front of him is really fast, eh!It also cools down quickly.

A black shadow walked by and the wind chimes didn't even know it, Fang Jing covered his face, and quickly moved a few more positions.

"Crack!" The notebook was closed, and after 1 minute, there was nothing in front of Fengling.

"Why didn't you two remind me?"

Xu Shi spread his hands, "That old thief has been staring at me, don't dare, besides, you don't keep a low profile, be careful and cut off the recommendation for you when you go back."

"I'm not afraid of breaking the rules, but it's a pity that I have more than 1000 words."

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"As we all know, there are not many authors who write martial arts on our platform. Now even the newcomers say that this is a cheating channel. The year-round contribution fee is not as good as others who write fairy tales for more than a month."

"Here I would like to commend our author Wen Wendao, who has been writing for 30 years, from paper and pen to computer, and then to reading points, he has always written traditional martial arts."

"Two of Mr. Wen's works have been put on the big screen, he has been praised by the official Weibo, and he has also won a literary... award. Everyone applauds him."

Next, Fang Jing clapped his hands in a face-saving way. Wen Wendao is now the No. 1 martial artist. Although he is in the cold, his popularity is not lower than other great gods, and he is loved by many middle-aged friends.

"Wan Nian is the one on the street, why are you so excited?" Feng Ling remained indifferent, leaning on the chair without moving.

It wasn't just him, Fang Jing saw that many great gods didn't applaud, and some only clapped twice symbolically.

"What's going on?" Fang Jing looked at Xu Shi.

"What else, criticize them!"

Feng Ling looked displeased, "Is that a criticism? They all scolded with a stern face. Most of the people here have never been bullied by him."

Xu Shi smiled bitterly, and the other party said: "The old man can't see the beginning of the game. For a while, he opened a single chapter to hang people every day, focusing on the city and the fairy tale fantasy."

"He's over 60 years old, and no one dares to quarrel with him even at his age. Everyone is showing off their anger. The one who just made a move is already very face-saving."

Feng Ling sighed, "Who says it's not the case? People sit at home, and the pot comes from the sky. You say it's good for everyone to write independently, and the well water does not violate the river water."

"He doesn't make money by writing traditions himself, but he earns only 8000 to [-] yuan a month after tipping. Does he want others to make money like him?"

"It also said that we are a social cancer, a disgrace to the Internet, and teach young people badly."

The corner of Fang Jing's mouth twitched, the old man was indeed a little too much, the text on the Internet was a fast-food rhythm, and there must be more content that was out of touch with reality.

It depends on the connotation and life perception, it is better to go to the bookstore to buy famous books.

"Ahem!" Sensing the awkward atmosphere, Jian Feng didn't continue to praise the old man.

"Here we want to praise the author who is the most handsome man in the world. His new book was also released on the martial arts channel recently. He dares to try and does not rest on his laurels. This spirit is worth learning from."

"Some authors eat a book until they die, and then open a new book that is exactly the same type..."

(End of this chapter)