Wind rises time and space gate

Chapter 95 Is She Really Dead?
Lin Zhaoxia finds it difficult to support himself, and if another grower is added, life will be even more difficult and difficult, Yali Mountain is big.

After returning from the library, I started taking jobs again.

Although the job was a bit broken, the payment was quick.In the past two days, she had several in-depth communications with Qian Ren.Only then did we find out Qian Ren's identity. He was not a contractor, but a director of Jiuzhou Culture.

Qian Ren was very satisfied with the script Lin Zhaoxia submitted in the past two days.

Suggestions: "Write a short drama that reverses the strong emotions of a slap in the face, with 80-100 episodes, each episode is about 1 minute. The rhythm should be tight, the conflicts should be dense, and the twists should be exciting. Each episode must be marked with a payment card. point."

"The guarantee is 3-5W, and a 2-5% profit share can be negotiated according to the script."

Most people would not pay such a high price, but after working together several times, Qian Ren roughly knew Lin Zhaoxia's level and style.

Lin Zhaoxia was a little moved, "Okay, I'll do some research."

The previous few times were created according to the proposition, there is no connection between each small script, two to three episodes are a small story.Now it is not easy to study a long story independently, which requires a lot of requirements.

Need to think about it carefully.

After thinking about it all night, Lin Zhaoxia signed a contract with Jiuzhou Culture the next day, agreeing on a minimum guarantee of 5 yuan and a profit share of [-]%.The price is not bad.Because we had cooperated several times and did not ask for a trial writing, I received a deposit of [-] yuan in the afternoon.

Delicious.

Lin Zhaoxia came into contact with the short drama Lin Zhaoxia after he lost his job. I'm not too familiar with it, but I wrote it fairly smoothly.And its biggest advantage is that it has a short cycle and quick results.

Ordinary TV movies have a long cycle of creation, preparation, post-production, and then waiting in line for review and filming.Nowadays, the common script creation cycle for short dramas is only about one month, and the shooting period is only a few days. Post-production takes less than half a month, and the accounts can be seen in the next month.

It is much shorter than the TV series and movie cycle.

If there is a hit short drama, it will be able to stay calm for a while.

After signing the contract, Lin Zhaoxia took it very seriously. He took out the notes and books he had taken at school and studied his writing skills. He also watched dramas to practice his words and lines, and watched popular short plays...

Get busy.

On the other side, Zhao Guangyuan decided to go to Lin Zhaoxia's place in the evening and told Chang Zhi to go home and prepare.

He asked Cao Cuo to deliver messages to the southwest and northwest, which cost him a lot of money. There were only two gold ingots left in the box.

And he still has a lot of things to do next, and money is needed everywhere.

He never cared about money in the past, but now if anyone says money is like dung in front of him, he can shovel up the dung and put it in a box without blinking.

Then I thought about the man named Lu Changyu in the book who dug up the emperor's tomb to get treasures. I'm afraid he was really short of money.

Zhao Guangyuan couldn't do such a thing as digging his own ancestral grave, that would be struck by a thunderbolt.

But is this bouncing boy in front of me someone capable of digging up ancestral graves?

"Your Highness?" Your Highness stared at Chang Zhi.

Zhao Guangyuan didn't look away, "Cao Cuo, do you really think you look similar to me?"

ah? "Like!" After reacting, Cao Cuo was quite excited. Is His Highness finally going to confess to him?
Seeing that His Highness did not respond, he thought for a while, "Actually, if you want to say that it was carved from a mold, it is a fake. It may look more like a mother if you grow up. But the old servant just thinks that the eyebrows, eyes, and demeanor of Changzhi are very similar to His Highness." ."

Sometimes they tilted their heads, frowned, and looked so focused that Cao Cuo couldn't help but feel in a trance, as if he was seeing two highnesses.

"And your Highness has noticed, Changzhi's taste is similar to His Highness's. Changzhi can eat anything and is not picky about food, but he hates green beans."

"He's not the only one who hates Aomame."

"He's not the only one. But I can't find anyone else who looks so similar to His Highness and has the same taste. And he even likes to eat meat! His Highness also liked meat the most when he was a child, not vegetables. "

Who doesn't like eating meat.whispering sound.Zhao Guangyuan wanted to refute him.

But then I heard Cao Cuo say: "The conditions he has grown up to now are not comparable to those of His Highness when he was young. He probably eats less meat and doesn't show off, but if there is other food on the table, he will never touch green vegetables." ." This reminded Zhao Guangyuan of how he didn't want to be a cow or sheep when he was a child.

He doesn't like eating green vegetables either.

"I have a reason for that." Still couldn't help but retort.

Cao Cuo laughed when he thought of the reason why His Highness didn't like eating green vegetables when he was a child.

The royal hunting ground sent the late emperor two long-eared rabbits, and the late emperor rewarded them to His Highness. His Highness liked them very much and fed them with green leaves every day.

I dream about them at night.As a result, one got through the hole and ran away, and one later bit him and ran away.

His Highness has not eaten green vegetables since then.

"Still laughing!" Zhao Guangyuan glared at Cao Cuo, who then stopped smiling, but raised his eyebrows.

After a while, Zhao Guangyuan looked to himself and said, "Fang Dafang'er, he should still be alive, right?"

Cao Cuo became serious and couldn't bear his sadness. He nodded repeatedly: "Alive, he must be alive! His two brothers, one guard commander and the other extremely powerful, cannot survive. Neither the Guanshan Guards nor the Yunshan Guards can survive. ”

Zhao Guangyuan was silent for a long time before speaking: "But they are all my people."

Cao Cuo had a sad face when he heard this.He is one of His Highness, so he will be specially targeted.Maybe really...

bah bah bah.

"Must be alive!"

"Well, he must be alive." He looked away, "Have you sent the letter to Zhao Gang?"

"Sent it out. I'm afraid the reply is already on the way."

Thinking of something, he added: "Your Highness, do we need to buy some manpower? We are all castrated palace servants now. No matter how much we cover up, we will be easily recognized and easily recognized by others."

Zhao Guangyuan nodded, wanting to prepare some manpower.

But he is poor.

"Is there anything else I can exchange for gold?"

Cao Cuo's face fell, "The remaining ones are not easy to take action, they all have the mark of the palace."

His Highness asked Peng Zhan to take all the gold that was exchanged before, saying that General Sun would look after the old members of the Lu family army who were in a bad situation.

Zhao Guangyuan couldn't help but grimace.How about borrowing one or two from Grandpa Huang?Go to Xiangdian to move one or two sacrificial vessels and sell them quietly on the black market?
No, no, no, how could he do such a thing.

Zhao Guangyuan shook his head.No matter how poor you are, you can't dig up your own ancestral graves.

Thinking of Lu Changyu who dug into his ancestral grave to retrieve treasures, he had the wrong tooth. This child was really ill-bred, how could he do such a thing!
When Zhang Zhi came over carrying large and small bags, he saw His Highness staring at him so fiercely that he broke into a cold sweat.

He moved his little feet, covering the basket of vegetables with his body, and said in a low voice: "Here, this basket of vegetables is not many, not heavy. It is not for sale, it is what I want to bring to my mother to eat."

He hurriedly explained, fearing that His Highness would suddenly change his mind and not take him with him.

"Your mother, your mother! Can you scream randomly?" Zhao Guangyuan couldn't help scolding him.

Could a person from a thousand years later be his mother?You can't just call someone mother when you meet them.

I couldn't help but wonder, did Lu Changyu's mother really die before he was a full month old?Where is she from and why does she appear in the imperial mausoleum?

(End of this chapter)