After the college entrance examination, the stupid beauty shocked the world by drawing cards

Chapter 151 Screenplay Gold Award
5:30 in the evening, Haicheng Airport.

As soon as Wen Xi got off the plane, he received a call from the organizing committee of the Film and Television Association.

The person in charge of connecting with Wen Xi on the organizing committee is named Liao Yunsi. He is in his 40s and has served as a director, screenwriter and producer. He is a well-known figure in the Chinese film and television industry.

He was the head of the investigation team that last investigated the misappropriation and plagiarism of Wen Xi's works by Luo He.

At this moment, Liao Yunsi called, and Wen Xi asked smoothly: "Teacher Liao, how are you handling Luo He's misappropriation of my basic affairs?"

Liao Yunsi responded very officially: "We have reported Luo He's criticism to the Film and Television Association and revoked his membership."

Wen Xi understood that the Film and Television Association did not favor Luo He and firmly stood on her side as a newbie in screenwriting, which surprised her.

Liao Yunsi: "Wen Xi, congratulations on your script "Saving Feng Chen" for winning the gold medal in the script competition."

"But there is also less optimistic news."

Liao Yunsi changed the topic: "During the script selection, the judges highly recognized the quality of your script."

"However, no investor at the selection meeting expressed any intention to invest in your script."

"The funding for filming a TV series is very critical. If no investors are willing to invest, you won't be able to make this project."

Hearing the news, Wen Xi said "Oh": "Then what are the rewards for the gold medal in the script competition?"

Liao Yunsi on the other side of the phone was stunned when she heard Wen Xi's words. Shouldn't Wen Xi ask herself what to do at this time?

Then he can push things along and let Wen Xi attend the investor's dinner.

But why didn't she follow the routine?
Liao Yunsi: "Well, the gold medal winner of the competition can get a bonus of 20 yuan."

"At the same time, you can obtain membership of our China Film and Television Association, and have one-on-one coaching from senior film and television people..."

Wen Xi: "When will the bonus arrive?"

Mosquitoes are the same size as meat, so you can earn a little bit.

Liao Yunsi: "..."

Are gold medal winners so short-sighted?
Don’t you have any hope that your script can be made into a TV series? !
If you can sell the copyright, you can earn more than 20 yuan from filming a TV series, and the various opportunities that come with it are something that money can't buy.

However, such short-sighted people are also particularly easy to control.

Liao Yunsi: "It will be credited to your bank card account within nearly 7 working days."

Wen Xi: "Okay!"

Liao Yunsi seemed to be about to hang up the phone when he heard Wen Xi's tone. He quickly said: "Wen Xi, actually I think your drama has the potential to be a hit. I worked hard to get you a chance."

Wen Xi rolled his eyes when he heard what the other person said: "Thank you, Teacher Liao, for your concern. What should I do?"

Liao Yunsi thought that the fish had finally taken the bait.

"In this way, I will be the host on Saturday and arrange a dinner. At the dinner, we will have our important film and television investment partners present."

Liao Yunsi said with an attitude of caring for Wen Xi: "When the time comes, you can recommend yourself to these investors at the dinner party."

"Our association also doesn't want to see such an excellent screenwriter like you being buried."

Seeing this, Wen Xi originally thought that Liao Yunsi was an upright film and television person, but unexpectedly, in the name of doing her own good, Wen Xi asked him to have dinner with investors.

Wen Xi said in a casual tone: "I'm sorry, I'm not free on Saturday. I need to rest."

Liao Yunsi had already prepared Wen Xi to ask him for advice to find out the information and preferences of those investors.

I didn't expect Wen Xi to say such a thing.

He didn't even have a day off on Saturday, okay?

"What do you mean? Don't you want your script to be filmed?"

Wen Xi: "It seems that Teacher Liao is more worried than me. How about I buy the copyright from Teacher Liao and film it myself?"

Liao Yunsi: "You refuse this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Don't regret it when the time comes."

After Wen Xi was stunned for a moment, his tone suddenly became serious: "Sorry, did I make you angry?" After hearing this, Liao Yunsi thought that Wen Xi had changed his mind after realizing something was wrong. Unexpectedly, Wen Xi's next words almost made him angry to death. .

Wen Xi: "You won't stop giving me the bonus when you get angry, right?"

"Teacher Liao shouldn't be such a small-minded person, right?"

Liao Yunsi became even more angry: "Money, money, money, you know money! A worthless person like you is destined to have trouble in the screenwriting industry!"

"I'll call you right away, okay!"

After the call ended, Liao Yunsi called the finance department and asked him to remit Wen Xi's bonus immediately.

Huh, 20, it will be blocked by then, and it won’t be enough to find someone to offer some accommodation.

*
When Wen Xi left the terminal, the hall was crowded with people, holding cheering sticks in their hands. Wen Xi, wrapped like a rice dumpling, almost thought that his itinerary had been exposed.

However, Wen Xi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw many fans picking up the airport holding banners with the word "Wei Yin" written on them.

Wei Yin, I am an old acquaintance. In the past, "Girl Group 101" used the original host to speculate on CP posts, and the number of votes for the group's debut on the night was also greatly improved. .

Wen Xi looked at the crowd of people at the scene, and other people leaving the terminal were unable to move.

Not wanting to be squeezed, she put her hands in her pockets and walked forward quickly.

Passers-by complained: "Who is this celebrity? The arcade is creating such a big battle."

"Stop talking, fans are not happy to hear it."

"There is a flight from Gan Province Airport to Haicheng today. With such a big battle, I thought it was Wen Xi."

"If it were Wen Xi, I would be crazier than this. He is the number one scholar in both civil and military fields!"

Wen Xi was trapped in the crowd and squeezed out with passers-by.

Someone next to him asked him: "Hey, little brother, I see you were in first class on the flight just now, right? Is Wen Xi on the flight?"

"I saw that the stewardesses who came from first class all looked excited."

Dressed in all black and tall, Wen Xi couldn't laugh or cry when someone called her "little brother." She said in a low voice: "I'm sure you're here."

"Then she looks good in person?"

Wen Xi's voice was indistinguishable from male to female: "Just like that, two eyes and one nose."

After saying that, she couldn't hold it in any longer and hurried forward.

Wen Xi came to the parking lot, and Long Bingying's assistant Wu An was already waiting next to the nanny car.

Wu An saw Wen Xihe waving excitedly as if seeing the God of Wealth: "Hey! Sister Xi, here!"

He opened the car door and said, "Jie Long has ordered a seafood banquet for you, so that you can catch the wind and wash away the dust!"

Wen Xi's voice sounded very surprised: "Really? Why is Sister Long suddenly so nice to me!"

As soon as Wen Xi got in the car, she saw Long Bingying sitting in the back row. She was holding a bouquet of perfume lilies in her hand and her face was full of smiles.

Long Bingying enthusiastically gave the flowers to Wen Xi: "Our company's lucky star is back!"

"Wen Xi, I was the one who was sorry for you in the past, and I owe you an apology."

Long Bingying had a guilty look on her face: "I hope we can bury the hatchet and become the best partners in the entertainment industry."

"I promise that from now on you will be the artist I try my best to support."

When Wen Xi heard these words, he felt as if he had heard the scumbag apologize and promise that "he will be my only one."

She had goosebumps.

But painting cakes, who can’t?

(End of this chapter)