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In fact, Chu Qiu took all the plots of Liu Jie's face-to-face tearing down as a reference.

He also knows that he wants to use his strengths to make up for his weaknesses. His shortcomings are obvious. It is nothing more than that his brain gets knotted easily when he is social, and his tongue gets knotted again after his brain is knotted.

Writing a small script for this problem can solve part of it, as long as it is not too unexpected, it is enough to deal with.

But even if it were to write a small script, Chu Qiu couldn't write anything strange.

When he died, he just looked down on others with his eyes. When he met those who were shameless or didn't look at their faces, it was as uncomfortable as a punch on cotton.

For a long time, Chu Qiu never found any posture that would allow him to learn how to behave.

Until a few days ago, when he was on vacation, when he was ready to read the original work because of a plot in the script, he slipped his hand into another essay by Sister Liu. From then on, he seemed to have opened the door to a new world.

Except for Qi Tianrui, everyone present is very curious about what Sister Liu wrote.

They leaned close to Sister Liu and listened to the story enthusiastically.

And Qi Tianrui, who was not interested in this, looked at Chu Qiu and started looking down at the script, and asked him, "I like it?"

"Good book." Chu Qiu said and thought for a while before continuing, "I don't like it, but I want to shoot."

Qi Tianrui was stunned, cast his eyes down and glanced at the script that Chu Qiu put on his lap. After a little thought, he understood what Chu Qiu meant.

Whether the script is good or not, anyone with foresight can see it, but like it or not is a very subjective view.

The tone and plot of most niche award-winning films are very obscure. If the script is good or not, it must be good, but if you like it or not, few actors will like it.

There are even many actors who take this kind of film, not for the script, but for the award.

Chu Qiu does not lack strength and awards.

Although it was a matter of the previous life, his strength lies here, and sooner or later he will have what he should have, and now there is no need to rush to win any awards.

But he still wants to make this film.

Movies that point out contradictions straightforwardly and sharply will always have a great impact in a certain range, especially in many places nowadays. Many people's cognition is still stuck on mental illness, mental illness is a lunatic, and even some people. It is believed that people who are withdrawn and negative are mentally abnormal.

Chu Qiu didn't care about the other tragedies that were added to this character. He just wanted to shoot the mental illness.

Chu Qiu knew the isolation and despair when the world collapsed, and he also knew that if he was not lucky, Qi Tianrui and Zhang Dali were willing to help, and countless fans remembered that they were distressed and encouraged. At that time, he would be really like this. As I thought in my heart, I stabbed myself to death with a knife.

It is difficult to reverse the perception of universal values ​​in society, but Chu Qiu is willing to do something about it.

Although this film cannot pass the domestic review, once it can achieve a significant international award, even if it is just a nomination, it is enough to cause a climax of domestic reviews.

Even if it is banned at that time, it cannot be restrained.

Chu Qiu gently stroked the script in his hand, and said softly, "I think there can be more people like you in the world."

Qi Tianrui heard clearly, and he looked at Chu Qiu in astonishment and almost astonishment.

He tremblingly asked: "Small, small script?"

"Truthfully." Chu Qiu turned his head and showed Qi Tianrui a very slight smile, not shy, not shy, just that plain and quiet smile, clean and clear.

Qi Tianrui felt that his heart lake seemed to be lightly tapped by a dragonfly, and countless ripples came out lazily.

"Shoot! If you want to do it, then do it!" He took a sharp breath and slapped his thigh, "It must be done! Shen Ming can't do it, I'll go to Uncle Shen to buy this script and shoot it with someone else!"

The person listening to Sister Liu's story heard what he said, turned his head to look at Qi Tianrui, who was flushed, and looked at Chu Qiu, who was calm, and felt whether the two men had exchanged their souls.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Dali asked.

"Xiao Qiu wants to take this book." Qi Tianrui said, tidying up his clothes vigorously, like a soldier about to set foot on the battlefield, "I'll go to Uncle Shen."

Zhang Dali grabbed him first, and then turned to Chu Qiu.

"No problem?" He seemed to disagree.

"Yeah." Chu Qiu nodded affirmatively.

Zhang Dali simply let go of Qi Tianrui's hand.

Qi Tianrui went straight to the place with the most people.

Chu Qiu looked at his back for a long time, then opened the script again.

There was a monologue whispered while holding the young protagonist in her arms when the protagonist's mother had nothing to happen.

It's about the emotion of "love".

The protagonist’s mother said:

When you love someone, he is the most dazzling existence in the world, and even the sun can't match his brilliance. The words he confided were scented with roses, and there was spring water flowing in his eyes, and even the freckles on his face would look extraordinarily lovely.

Everything he did and said will be correct, even if you know it is fallacy, you are willing to go against the whole world for him.

When you love someone, you will willingly offer him everything he wants, whether it is love, freedom, or life.

Chu Qiu watched this long monologue for a long time, his eyes fell on the last paragraph for a long time, and finally closed the script silently.

Qi Tianrui said he was going to buy the script, so he really asked Shen Ming's dad to talk about it.

Scripts can be worthless if they are said to be valuable, or worthless.

No matter how good the script is, and if there is a bad director and production crew, it is useless how shocking the script is.

Shen Ming's father got this book through favor, and didn't spend much money.

But he also knew very well that putting this book in his son's hands would definitely be a waste.

Now when he heard that Qi Tianrui wanted to take over, he didn't refuse. He only asked Shen Ming to go to the crew to do miscellaneous learning when the filming officially started.

Qi Tianrui euphemistically expressed Linglang's mouth.

"Just scolding, I really can't beat him." Shen Ming's father didn't hesitate at all. "Can you and Zhang Dali beat him less before?"

Qi Tianrui was very satisfied with this sentence.

One of them felt that it would be good for the silly son to learn from the group and learn from the group. The other felt that Zhang Dali would beat him if he was disobedient and Chu Qiu could enrich the small script material library. The two of them had different thoughts, but they were both happy. Xing's finalized a slightly higher price than the market.

During the period, Qi Tianrui cut a huge cake by the way, and Chu Qiu and the others also walked out of the corner and socialized politely for a while.

They all know that Chu Qiu also prepared the cake, and most of them are actors and they have to pay attention to their figure. The five-layer cake separates everyone from each person and it is a huge pile. A group of people stood far away and did not eat. .

When the banquet came to an end, Qi Tianrui was still speaking in the banquet hall, and Chu Qiu and the others went to the small lounge first.

As soon as he entered the small lounge, the decent people all took off their coats and ties, looking like they were dying.

Chen Miao and Sister Liu acted in unison, unloading a bunch of jewellery, and the hairstyles they made were rudely loosened.

Zhou Yiyue ran to the small kitchen and quickly cooked a few small dishes, cushioning the belly of the two ladies who had only drunk champagne all night for clothing.

After Qi Tianrui had finished speaking there, the first thing he did when he came in was to confess good wishes to Chu Qiu.

"Xiao Qiu, the script is over!" After Qi Tianrui finished speaking, he paused, "However, when Uncle Shen asked to start filming, Shen Ming went to work."

"Hey?" Chu Qiu was stunned. He didn't expect Qi Tianrui to be so efficient, "...good."

Chu Qiu couldn't help but think of the few passages written in the script again. He stared at Qi Tianrui for a long while at a loss, but still couldn't think of how to express his gratitude.

In the end, Chu Qiu opened his mouth uneasily: "Thank you Brother Qi."

Qi Tianrui looked at Chu Qiu like this almost instantaneously, knowing that Chu Qiu probably was still struggling with how to repay him.

"I want to eat ants and go up the tree." Qi Tianrui said immediately, "you did it."

Chu Qiu, who was interrupted by his thoughts, paused: "Now?"

"No, later, if you have time." Qi Tianrui said with a smile.

Chu Qiu looked at Qi Tianrui's smile, only thinking that Qi Tianrui seemed a little better today.

He thought, turning his head and putting the cake he made on the table, then let it aside.

"It won't be like this next year." Chu Qiu whispered, comparing with the things others gave, Chu Qiu felt that his gift was extremely shabby.

"Huh?" Qi Tianrui who was unpacking the cake didn't understand what Chu Qiu was referring to. He was waiting for him to ask, but the moment he opened the lid of the cake box, his expression was frozen.

He looked down at the pattern on the cake and was stunned for a long while.

This cake was a reduced version of the cake that Qi Tianrui brought to Chu Qiu when he made up his mind to confess before he was born again.

The cake is mainly yellow and orange, with a red maple leaf painted in the middle, which means autumn.

The six cream flowers of red roses next to the maple leaf imply that they have known each other for six years.

Ugly is a bit ugly, but that's what Qi Tianrui thought of after scratching his head.

"...Do you remember." Qi Tianrui stared at the cake blankly.

The friends who were waiting for Qi Tianrui to put in candles and cut the cake looked at Qi Tianrui and then at Chu Qiu, and they were surprised that there must be a little secret between the two that they hadn't noticed at all.

Chu Qiu didn't speak.

He originally intended to make out the cake that Qi Tianrui had sent before his rebirth but had not eaten, but at this moment, under the slightly curious gaze of everyone, he unexpectedly developed a subtle and shared secret with Qi Tianrui. Secret mood.

Chu Qiu turned his head and glanced at Qi Tianrui who was still in a daze, then quickly turned his head and rubbed his face vigorously.

Qi Tianrui quickly recovered, and the smile on his face couldn't hide.

"Add another flower next year." Qi Tianrui said solemnly.

Chu Qiu and the others didn't understand, but Qi Tianrui didn't explain, humming a song happily and happily inserted a few candles and lit them.

A few people sang the birthday song wailing and howling, and when the birthday star finished making a wish and blew out the candles, this ugly six-inch cake was finally cruelly divided.

Chen Miao and Liu Wenqing each held a small piece of cake, looking jealously at Chu Qiu, who is not fat, Zhou Yixing, who is not fat, and three men and a woman who don't need to control their bodies.

A group of people drank, chatted, and ate cakes made by Chu Qiu, and then they were dragged out by their assistants when it was almost one o'clock in the morning.

Not long after Zhou Yixing was finished, he was in the middle of the holiday, and he didn't need to control himself, so he drank a lot.

He still had a lot of people and the media downstairs at the headquarters of Fenghuang Group at 1 am. He took Chu Qiu's hand and screamed at you. If you don't bring me to dinner, I will cry to you!

Chu Qiu: "..."

Qi Tianrui stepped forward to separate Zhou Yixing from Chu Qiu, and looked at Zhou Yixing disgustingly: "Don't be ashamed!"

Zhou Yiyue also sighed, feeling deeply that she couldn't afford to lose this person, bent her back, and walked away with her humiliating brother who was screaming on his back.

Chen Miao always protects his throat from drinking, and Liu Wenqing also didn't drink much because there is still a show tomorrow. When they walked out of the Fenghuang Group headquarters building, the two men still maintained the temperament that a public figure should have.

"Shame." Liu Wenqing said, looking at Zhou Yixing.

However, Zhou Yiyue hadn't gone far, when Zhou Yixing heard Liu Wenqing say this, she let out a wow, and wanted to jump back and was clasped by Zhou Yiyue's legs, and finally could only twist and twist on Zhou Yiyue's back.

"Liu Wenqing, don't think I didn't know it was you who made it!" Zhou Yixing turned his head on his brother's back and shouted at Liu Wenqing, "You owe me a meal of mutton soup!!"

"Shut up, you!" Zhou Yiyue slapped his brother's **** and said angrily, "Did you see that the media is still filming!"

Zhou Yixing looked incredulous: "Then you still spank me!"

Zhou Yiyue closed her eyes in despair and said nothing.

Sure enough, the next day ranked third in the hot search, from the video of Zhou Yixing being dragged by his assistant with one hand and Chu Qiu wailing with the other hand until Zhou Yiyue couldn't bear to spank him.

The hot search entry is like this: You owe me a meal of mutton soup!

The author has something to say: Zhou Yixing: Why do I have a brother like you! !

Zhou Yiyue: Blame me? ? ? Blame me on everything? ? ?

Shabu Lamb: Blame me, blame me, it's all my pot.