Wind rises time and space gate

Chapter 28 The Embarrassed Alcoholic

Lin Zhaoxia returned home, sat in front of the computer, in a daze.

I flipped through my original script and read it again and again.These scripts, which condensed her countless painstaking efforts, have been promoted countless times and hit walls everywhere.

This industry is based on seniority. Directors and producers have a thick stack of scripts on their desks, and they don't have time to turn over the scripts for a nobody like you.

Even if they think your script is well written, why would people spend money on it?

The theme is good, the creativity is good, the plot logic is good, etc. Just find two or three screenwriters to follow it.Why spend money on your script?

Wouldn't it be nice to find a screenwriter to write it at a low cost, and the copyright would return to the company?
Besides, investors picked up the script and read it. It was a small screenplay that they had never heard of, and they didn't even want to vote.

The reality is so cruel.

Lin Zhaoxia sighed, and began to browse the first few online platforms to check the best-selling books on the platforms.

Books of various types are like stars in the sky, dazzling.

Click to open...many books are really hard to read.After persisting for a few pages, Lin Zhaoxia withdrew again.

Bewildered.

Brother Jiang said: "You don't need to look into it. But you need to know the market trend. Literary works are not high or low. If they are sought after by the market and recognized by the market, they are good works, and they have commercial value."

Existence is reasonable.The reason why a best-selling book sells so well is because the market needs it, and it just caters to the market.

Senior Brother Jiang asked her: "Zhao Xia, why do you insist on the path of literature?"

"How do you want to persist?"

"Zhao Xia, stick to your dream. You have to live first. If you can't survive, talking about dreams is nonsense."

"There's no shame in talking about money! There's even less shame in making clean money!"

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Lin Zhaoxia sent Zhang Lianqiu a WeChat message and started chatting.

Asked her: "Senior Brother Jiang said he would introduce me to a screenwriting studio. Do you think I should go? Or should I submit my resume and become a working screenwriter?"

Zhang Lianqiu is currently on the production team. Her role as the young master was about to wrap up in the past two days, but the leading role couldn't come. Her young master had to continue to wait to match the other party's schedule.

She was so angry that she wanted to curse.

He hid in a corner and called Lin Zhaoxia. After complaining for a while, he said, "Now that you have finally escaped from the sea of ​​misery, why do you still have to go back to work? Isn't it good to be a freelance screenwriter?"

"I am free, but I feel so insecure. I don't know when I will be able to live again."

When I work, the salary is not much, and one person has to do the work of several people, but I am paid every month, so I don’t have to worry about not having money to pay the rent.

Zhang Lianqiu sighed after hearing this. Zhaoxia was in a different situation than her.

Although I have always told Zhaoxia not to worry about the rent, if Zhaoxia does not have a stable source of income and her family, she will definitely feel anxious and uneasy.

"Would you like to go to the studio introduced by Senior Brother Jiang?"

Lin Zhaoxia hesitated: "I'm in another place. I said I should think about it. He actually didn't recommend that I go. He said that it would be good to stay in Haishi and there would be many opportunities."

"Yes, yes!" Zhang Lianqiu nodded sharply.

"Where are you going! You went to another place, then when can we see you? Just stay in Haishi. I can go to your place to stay for a few days as long as I go home. That's great. Don't go to other places! I will live Find it for you."

After graduation and working, I realized how valuable the friendships established on campus are.No matter how far apart we are, there is less contact and the relationship will slowly fade away.

Lin Zhaoxia asked her again: "Senior Brother Jiang suggested that I transfer online articles. Do you think I should give it a try?"

"Try it, it doesn't cost anything. The cost of trial and error is also low. Just give it a try, maybe you can become the next Jiang Hua."

Speaking of Jiang Hua, Lin Zhaoxia became excited: "Do you know how much he sold for the copyright of the novel he sold last month?"

"How many?"

"2000 million!"

"Fuck!"

Zhang Lianqiu's loud voice was so clear that it made Lin Zhaoxia's ears buzz.

As if urging reincarnation: "Bao, hurry up and give it a try! When you become rich, the sisters will hug your thighs! I don't care about artist assistants! I will be your copyright agent!"

Lin Zhaoxia was beaten by Zhang Lianqiu. After hanging up the mobile phone, he immediately started to register on the major websites, and added all the best-selling books on the homepage to the bookshelf.

Brother Jiang said that writing online articles can make people concentrate on creating and write what they want to write.But to be a screenwriter is to socialize, socialize, and accumulate contacts...

You can't write according to your own ideas without judging people's expressions.

Lin Zhaoxia felt that she needed to practice behind closed doors for a while.Concentrate on creation and write some words that you really want to write.

On the other side, Zhao Guangyuan's mentality also changed.Ever since I had this adventure, I have always thought about doing something.

But in the evening of the same day, he received tribute wine sent by his good father, the Emperor, on a fast horse.There is nothing else to say.

Zhao Guangyuan knelt on the ground to thank him for his kindness, and gave the reward to send the envoy away.Looking back at the altars of good wine brought in as tribute in the hall, he smiled sarcastically.

Do you really think that I am an alcoholic?
In his eyes, I, Zhao Guangyuan, must be a real useless person.

That's fine too.

I immediately opened a jar and got very drunk.In the daze, it seemed that the sun and the moon had changed places again.

Zhao Guangyuan pressed his forehead and slowly sat up from the sofa, feeling more awake.

Looking at this strange yet familiar place, I suddenly laughed.He actually returned to the girl's home again.

This sofa is incredibly soft, better than the cold and refreshing hall floor tiles.

Zhao Guangyuan stroked it again and again, and saw an object on the sofa. He picked it up and took a closer look. What is this?

Lin Zhaoxia was reading popular articles in the room, very seriously.

Then I heard movement in the living room.

When I came out, I saw that it was that drunkard again!The eyes immediately widened!Her home is an inn?Is she a good person or a wronged person?The kind that specially takes in people for free?

There was also a smell of alcohol in the distance.His face was suddenly filled with disgust.And the drunkard was holding something of hers.

"You, put it down!"

Lin Zhaoxia was so angry that she ran over and snatched it away, carrying Tuan Ba ​​Tuan Ba ​​behind her back.

He stared at him: "Do not look at evil and do not move! Don't you understand?" Rogue!Have such a hobby?

Zhao Guangyuan was stared at in confusion, "What is this?" He couldn't look at it?

Lin Zhaoxia bared her teeth, MD, this man is so tall, but he can't show weakness.

Straighten your body, look up and stare at him: "This is a private place, do you understand! A woman's personal belongings cannot be touched casually, do you understand? Do not see, do not listen to, do not speak, do not move, isn't that what you guys always talk about? "

What object was it that made her glared at each other.

Zhao Guangyuan looked at her, his face flushed suddenly, and he turned his back hastily!

What's the reaction?
Lin Zhaoxia was stunned.It wasn't like she had never worn sleeveless housecoat before, so she thought he was making a fuss.He glanced at himself lightly...

Sweep, jump high!

He covered his chest, turned around and ran away!

Oh my god, I didn’t know this drunkard would suddenly show up, and she wasn’t even wearing any underwear!
The nightdress on her body is still made of silk, a bit see through!The fleshy part of the chest should not be too obvious!

To die!

Zhao Guangyuan heard the loud bang of the door closing, his face and ears became hotter, and he sat back on the sofa, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

It's embarrassing.

(End of this chapter)