In the beginning I was surrounded by sextuplets

Chapter 75 It's time to test your acting skills!
Gollum.

Su Sa swallowed a mouthful of spit, and moved her buttocks towards them forward.

"President Su!"

"President Su, we have a question and want to ask you!"

A group of bald men got up one after another and came to Su Sa.

Fu Yuxin moved her beautiful eyes, she didn't expect Su Sa to be so popular.

"President Su, as an excellent lyricist, you must have sketched a picture in your mind, right?"

A bald man came up to him holding a white A4 paper and asked.

"Ah!" Su Sa was stunned, sketching the picture?
He outlines the picture as soon as he outlines it. He usually doesn't write an outline for bragging.

"Look at Mr. Su's confident expression, everyone applaud! Let Mr. Su give us a lesson!"

clap clap clap!
After a burst of warm applause, all the people in the filming department were attracted, three floors inside and three floors outside.

Su Sa scratched her head, good guy, this is so hard to get off.

In desperation, he stood up, coughed twice, cleared his throat, and said, "I, Su Sa, as a professional lyricist, will definitely outline the scene in my mind when I write lyrics. But, the scene of the lyricist may not be suitable for you to shoot!"

The talkative, bald planner next to him jumped out again.

"As the saying goes, art does not separate families! It's okay, Mr. Su, if you say the scene you sketched, we can use it as a reference."

What the hell are you asking me to make up now?

Su Sa took a deep breath, and now there is only an existing compilation, so he slowly shook his head and said, "Art does not separate families, but artists do!"

When everyone heard this, their expressions were moved. Listen to this pattern!

God!Too tall, too imposing!

When the bald planners heard these words, their eyes turned from hot to hotter, as if they saw faith.

"When I first saw this list, I pictured a down-and-out writer in my mind, walking on the street in rags, eyes full of dead silence."

"At this time, the elderly phone in his pocket rang, and he saw it, hey, it was his editor."

"So when he answered the phone, he heard the editor excitedly say: Come back and write a novel! It took me five editors to get you this trial push!"

"At this time, the nurse on the side uttered an angry cry, and she said: Sir, your arms and legs are broken, please don't get excited, strenuous exercise will lead to accidents in the amputation operation!"

Su Sa paused, covering her face with her hands, because he was afraid that he would not be able to help laughing out loud.

Others didn't think so, they all looked infected by the story.

The bald planners wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes, and continued to raise their heads to look at Su Sa.

"This street-crazy writer hung up the phone, ignored the beggars who wrote fantasy, supernatural, and romance, and resolutely picked up his tattered luggage and continued to write novels."

"It's good fortune to trick people. With him who tried the water, he still hit the street."

"At this time, he no longer believes in the dream of recommending positions, conferring gods in a book, and earning tens of thousands a month."

"Begging for a living with his colleagues who hit the street every day, when he saw a new colleague and received a call from the editor, he chuckled lightly, half asleep and half awake, as if seeing himself many years ago."

"Finally he figured it out, life is short, enjoy yourself in time."

After Su Sa finished speaking, the people next to him also finished listening.

But the crowd still did not disperse, they were contemplating and thinking.

In the end, they came to a conclusion, that is: they cannot write novels!
Take a look at this person, and then look at his colleagues, this is too miserable!
"President Su is indeed President Su, no wonder he can write such a deafening and thought-provoking song!" The bald-headed planner who talked a lot stood up, clapped his hands and said convincingly.

"Yes! The words Mr. Su said gave me a lot of inspiration!"

"Okay, everyone go to rest first, our planning team will be thinking like a fountain, we will design how to shoot right away!"

Everyone was reluctant, and dispersed at one step and three times.

"I think our thinking is wrong, we should learn from Mr. Su's inspiration and shoot like that!"

"No, I don't think it's appropriate. What else do we plan if we want to pick up people's teeth?"

"Then how do you shoot?"

Su Sa looked at the planners who were caught in a frenzy of discussion, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

It's finally over, it's too difficult.

Fu Yuxin was staring at Su Sa in a daze at this time. She was thinking, what did Su Sa go through before he met her to write such a song?

It is said that drama is like life, and words are like life.

Could it be that he is also a street-reading author who writes novels?
Su Sa didn't know what Fu Yuxin was thinking. He sat next to Fu Yuxin again, picked up his hand and started drinking. He was so thirsty after talking so much.

"Have you ever written a novel before?" Fu Yuxin saw that Su Sa finished drinking water, and handed over a tissue and said.

"Writing a novel? Why should I write that thing?" Su Sa replied puzzled.

"Then you asked for dinner before?"

Su Sa's mouth opened. It seems that it is not a good thing to make up the story too rigorously.

"I didn't expect you to have this kind of experience before, no wonder you can write this kind of song!" Fu Yuxin nodded in agreement, and said to herself.

"I haven't asked for food! Lyricists rely on inspiration, fictional stories, not personal experience!"

"Then if the person who keeps writing love songs about broken relationships, won't he be dumped all the time?" Su Sa said with a headache.

Fu Yuxin frowned upon hearing that, Su Sa's answer was not at all the answer she had imagined.

"Okay, okay, let's shoot like this!"

Several plans were finished at this time, and excitedly picked up the plan book and handed it to the director.

The director looked at it and couldn't help being fascinated.

He touched his shiny head and pondered the plot.

"This is a great idea, it will definitely be a hit when it is shot! Why are you staring blankly? Go and call the styling department!"

A group of people started to get busy, and the styling department was also in place.

Su Sa was having a good time chatting with Fu Yuxin, so she was invited over to start styling.

"No, who are you?" Su Sa looked at himself in the mirror who was gradually killing Matt and asked in doubt.

"President Su, this is our new idea!"

"Huh?" Su Sa asked suspiciously.

The bald planner smiled at Su Sa, nodded, and held up the manuscript in his hand with a sense of ceremony.

"The idea of ​​our short video this time is: cross-dressing!"

"Mr. Su, you first appeared as a killer, that is, as an author on the street, and then became a non-mainstream, a self-entertaining editor on the street, and finally became yourself!"

"The meaning of our short video is that only hard work will lead to success, and if you don't work hard, you will be caught off guard!"

"President Su, play the role of the triangle alone! It's time to test your acting skills!"

(End of this chapter)