China entertainment good man biography

Chapter 51 'I'm Afraid of the Dark'

The manager's sister left early, she's getting old, and she just lost her job, so she doesn't have the heart to listen to her bed.The door of the bathroom opened. Li Suan came out first, followed by Yang Mi. The girl seemed to remember someone at this moment. She was poking her head, like a thief driving without a license.

"Give it to him."

Li Suan popped out for no reason, "Except you can't see him again, he will give you whatever he wants."

Yang Mi understood what Li Suan meant, and asked, "Are you willing?"

"Take off your clothes, then go in and look in the mirror to see if it's me or he who made the money." Li Suan didn't want to light up the fire that had finally subsided. He didn't look at Yang Mi when he said this. , just going towards a mess of debris.

Yang Mi is a Virgo, and I heard that Virgos have obsessive-compulsive disorder, so Li Suan knew that these things were smashed.

The film and television copyright of "Cong Ni" is gone.

In fact, Li Suan also thought about filming by himself, but this kind of thing that even the core is plagiarized, it doesn't make any difference whether he shoots or is produced by Wong Kar Wai.

Weibo didn't respond, the phone didn't ring, and there was no mention of someone knocking on the door, which proved that Yang Mi handled the matter well.

But she is not smart enough, so there must be someone else to help with this matter.

The hatred of taking his wife has been ranked among the top three in China's hatred list for 5000 years. There must be a price for him and Yang Mi to stop like this.

The manager’s sister said that Zeng Jia had confidence in the bet with Shang Shi. Now Yang Mi’s accumulated popularity has become a trend through continuous exposure. Jiaxing signed himself again, and by the way, he has the copyright of "From You".

In this era when the Internet is about to fully suppress the traditional TV field, Zeng Jia has the two sharpest knives for cutting this piece of cake.

Don't think that writers are worthless. If there are any things that money can't buy in this world, writers are one of them.

Rowling received the relief money and wrote the "Harry Potter" with a GDP of 500 million US dollars per page.

Riding a bicycle to Yanjing, Liu Heping, the chairman of the Screenwriters Association who started to make a fortune after the age of 40, wrote the book "Da Ming Dynasty 1566".

Chen Zhongshi, who wanted to raise chickens without writing a book, wrote the shocking "White Deer Plain" for several years.

Common people can't even imagine how valuable writers are. Literature is the foundation of film and television art, and this root is the source of all things.

"Is it a big loss?"

Yang Mi sat cross-legged on the sofa, and asked Li Suan in a weak voice. The breakup was a bit impulsive. According to Zeng Jia, the real boss of Jiaxing, this is the only solution that is good for everyone.

"Not big." Li Suan didn't even lift his head.

Yang Mi poked it out calmly: "You are lying."

"It's really not that big, trust me."

Yang Mi hugged her knees, and the expression on her little face was a little collapsed. She watched Li Suan tidy up the house and put everything back in place. The level of detail was like a little daughter-in-law who kept the house.

But what about her, prodigal lord?
"Or...don't leave."

As soon as these words came out, Yang Mi knew that he had been fooled.

……

"I live here, take a shower first."

Li Suan went back to the bathroom, locked the door, and started to fill the bathtub with water. His eyes gradually cleared up, he picked up the phone with the broken screen, and sent a text message to Zhao Ruoyao.

'Is Mr. Zeng in Shanghai?chat. '

After sending the text message, Li Suan closed his eyes and meditated. Who doesn't want Wenxiang nephrite, but he can't leave trouble for himself. When Li Suan was prosperous in his previous life, there was a very annoying rule. When talking about cooperation, just talk about cooperation. Entertainment, if you want to talk about cooperation after the entertainment, then the contract will definitely not be signed.

What Zeng Jia said is also true. Adults don’t look at right and wrong, but only at pros and cons. If you really want to calculate it, everyone knows that the script of "Little Times" is bad, but everyone knows that "Little Times" can make money. If you have to pay, the world has never been so fair.

The phone didn't ring, and it seemed that the other party also knew that a moment in Chunxiao was worth a thousand gold.

After the hot water was put away, Li Suan lay down in it, and then started to put out the fire. He has no cleanliness, neither mentally nor physically. He does not reject transactions, because the world is a web that links everyone together, and one cannot live without transactions.

But Yang Mi is different.

The idea of ​​breaking up is true. This idea is what literature is to film and television. is the main character.

At this moment, Li Suan knew what was wrong with the literary images he created in his previous life.

The only thing missing is this kind of 'truth', because he has been deceived in the world of mortals, so he doesn't have this kind of truth at all.

After taking a bath to dry himself off, Li Juan stared at himself in the mirror, the fleshy Bodhidharma in his mind was gone, and he silently made a promise in his heart.

He will change, and he will work hard to change, but if, just in case, if in case he makes a mistake, don't let Yang Mi know, not even once.

……

With a sigh of relief, Li, who was fully dressed again, counted out the door. Yang Mi sat on the sofa and waited for him. Seeing that he had removed the straps that fixed his arms, he jumped down and asked, "Is this okay?"

"It's almost there."

"You've been hurt for a hundred days, don't joke about it."

Yang Mi went to the bathroom and took out the straps for Li Suan to put on, and sealed his regular hand again. Li Suan couldn't resist the fragrance in his hair, and said, "If I live here today, I don't guarantee that I can control it." Own."

"Say it like I can control it."

Li Suan opened his eyes and looked at the little red face.

Yang Mi said: "Let's say it first, I just like you, not to the extent of love."

Li Suan smiled: "Your lines are really bad."

After Yang Mi took a shower, Li Suan had already used the supplies in the room to make the floor, took a copy of "Little Times" in Yang Mi's suitcase, and studied it carefully.

As the saying goes, there is no first place in literature. This is not just about competition. The deep meaning is that there is no distinction between good and bad articles. "White Deer Plain" and "Little Times" can also be compared together. There is no distinction between high and low, and there is no category The difference depends on whether the readers like it, can accept the world described by the writer, and feel the emotions contained in it.

All in all, making a leaderboard for everything is inferior, but in this way, it is easier for people to understand and the spread is better.

"Are you a gentleman?"

"Hurry up and go to bed, it's almost dawn."

"Blame me? It's not that you can make trouble."

Li Suan didn't answer a word, turned off the light, closed the book, then turned sideways to the bed, closed his eyes, and got ready to sleep.

Yang Mi was not so thick-skinned as to recommend himself a pillow mat, climbed onto the bed, turned his back to Li Suan's direction, and naturally couldn't fall asleep.

But after all, he was too tired. First he stayed up all night, then his mood fluctuated greatly, and finally a man fell asleep beside the bed. Even if he wanted to be extremely vigilant, his eyelids couldn't hold up anymore.

Then she heard a man's voice.

"Let me tell you something."

Yang Mi asked half asleep and half awake: "What?"

Li Suan said, "I'm afraid of the dark."

(End of this chapter)