Entertainment: Start with the villain in the competition

Surprised!
The media were shocked!
Although this personal interview lasted only five minutes, the amount of information revealed was simply the biggest since they dealt with Wu Zong!
[Wu Zong Company was established! Getting ready for TV production! 】
[Stable! Wu Zong personally stated that he would continue to renew his contract with Jiaxing! 】
【new challenge! Wu Zong personally acted as the screenwriter, ready to subvert the previous image! 】
[The ruthless high-yield machine! When Wu Zong established the company, he was preparing for the movie and TV series plan at the same time! 】
【…】
The wave after wave of reports made fans hooked.
It seems that although Wu Zong has been quiet for a while, he is brewing a new wave of impact on the entertainment industry!
And with this wave of reports with strong response, Wu Zong also temporarily put down his business activities, except for a few long-term contract activities that must be carried out, all other brand invitations are rejected.
“This Wu Zong, even though I’ve known him for so long, I really can’t see through him.”
In the villa, Sister Ting and Yang Mi talked while playing games.
“Others become celebrities, engage in marketing, and buy out the draft in order to maximize their commercial value, and then frantically accept endorsements, appear on variety shows, and engage in value output.”
“And this Wu Zong is more like an old-fashioned actor. He takes business and makes money to make works. I really don’t understand him…”
“Hello, Mi Mi, I really don’t know how Wu Zong put up with a game idiot like you.”
Sister Ting rolled her eyes, put the handle aside, and moved her buttocks for fear that Yang Mi’s stupid operation would infect her.
“Hey! How can you do this!”
Yang Mi protested angrily with her hips on her hips.
“Obviously I taught you! I am your teacher! How can you say that about your teacher.”
“Eldest sister, I’ve only played for half an hour and I’ll beat you all over the place, yet you still brazenly patted your chest and called your teacher, tsk tsk tsk…”
Sister Ting pouted at Yang Mi with a look of contempt.
Yang Mi was furious at Sister Ting’s appearance of ‘the disciple of the church starved to death, the master’.
The two women are in the villa, you are chasing me and making a fuss.
After fighting for a while, the two of them were also tired, so they leaned back on the sofa and drank yogurt together.
“I don’t know what he’s doing now.”
Yang Mi took a sip of yogurt and said while looking at the ceiling.
“Why? Yesterday you said that stinky men have something to think about, but today you’re scratching your head?”
Sister Ting teased.
Hearing this, Yang Mi’s face flushed, and her mouth became hard.
“I… just care about the work progress of my subordinate artists!”
“Cut–Dead Tsundere.”
Sister Ting and Yang Mi have been best friends for a long time. She doesn’t know her yet. She rolled her eyes and sneered:
“If you are really strong, you should never call him, and don’t ask Jiang Jiang.”
“I……”
Yang Mi took a deep breath and wanted to swear that she would not take the initiative to find Wu Zong, give him complete freedom, and put on a confident and flamboyant attitude that her sister is the queen.
But the words came to the lips, but they couldn’t come out.
To be honest, she misses Wu Zong very much.
Since Wu Zong brought Wang Ding back from Xiangjiang, the two have not seen each other for more than two weeks, not even a video call.
I called Yaya and Xuanyi and found that their situation was the same as myself.
Wu Zong was like a sudden autism. He was bored in that small apartment every day. Except for Jiang Jiang who was able to enter and leave the apartment and brought meals to Wu Zong from time to time, Wu Zong closed the door to thank guests and saw no one.
Yang Mi also asked Jiang Jiang, but the answer she got was that she didn’t know what Wu Zong was doing recently.
Every time she passed by, she was eitherAfter putting down the meal, he was chased away, or he left the meal for Wu Zong and left by himself. Wu Zong was in the study for almost twenty-four hours, never letting her in, nor coming out himself.
“Listening to this description, you’re probably creating something?”
“Creating? New song? New movie? New script?”
Yang Mi couldn’t figure it out.
It stands to reason that a person like Wu Zong should not be able to handle this kind of thing at his fingertips. His brain is almost like a computer.
You think, he can finish writing songs on the plane, so why does it take so long to create?
No one knew what Wu Zong was doing and what he was writing.
Except for Wang Ding.
“Hey, Azong.”
In the apartment, Wu Zong finished sketching this page and picked up a small old-fashioned mobile phone.
On the phone, Wang Ding’s voice came.
“My decision, is there any new progress?”
“Fuck you… can you change the name someone says!”
After getting along for this period of time, Wu Zong and Wang Ding could hardly see each other lately.
The two are of the same age and have many similarities in their life experiences. They are both rootless in this world and have no blood relatives alive.
In addition, the two are congenial, very smart, and their styles and methods of doing things are almost the same, just like brothers who have been separated for many years.
So, the two quickly became very close, just like best friends from childhood to adulthood.
Fate is like that.
For some people, you may never have the slightest affection for them in your whole life, but for some people, you can recognize them as a good friend just by looking at them.
Wu Zong and Wang Ding were the latter.
Probably, it is also because they are both duckweeds floating in the world, so they resonate with each other when they are close together.
“Doesn’t it seem like we can work together seamlessly?”
Wu Zong said with a smile.
Wang Ding laughed and scolded: “Master Wujian, let’s get down to business, the film and television adaptation rights have been won for 2.7 million yuan.”
Wu Zong was overjoyed, flicking the thick stack of script texts in his hand.
“Ok, I’ll finish it soon.”
“Okay, when the time comes, send me the script, and I’ll contact the director.”
“Okay, in a day or two, I’ll give you the script.”
Wu Zong said.
“There’s nothing else to do, I’m just at the critical moment.”
“…”
Wu Zong had a black line on his face.
Don’t think about it, Wang Ding must be playing minesweeper.
Damn it, absolutely.
Wu Zong even thought that the reason why Wang Ding did things so neatly and never dragged his feet was because he was in a hurry to finish things and play minesweeping.
I really don’t understand what’s so funny about this.
It is also evil.
“Play with yours.”
Wu Zong hung up the phone, put together the scripts in his hand, and divided them into three stacks.
That’s right, the reason why he retreated during this period was for these three scripts.
A book is the big play of his company’s opening, and it is also a work of his personal feelings!
Yiyi is his debut as a personal screenwriter who has transformed into an award-winning screenwriter!
There is another book, which is a tribute to the motherland and a heartfelt work to welcome the 25th anniversary of the return of Hong Kong next year!
There are three scripts, each with its own purpose.
Wu Zong knew that he would be busy next time. .