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Sometimes Jiangbei always falls into self meditation.

Meditate on why your luck is always so bad and you can't succeed in anything.

Ponder why other people's luck is always so good. Tampering with the number of votes without authorization can be reused and go to the peak of life.

Unfortunately, after thinking for a long time, I couldn't figure out where the root was. I had to sigh that fate is really something that people can't help.

The breath of life is the strongest in winter. The family sits at the table. The borscht soup on the table is steaming hot. The dim light is like a full-automatic camera to record this cold and warm scene.

After dinner, Li Youqing began to log in to microblog every day to pay attention to the information on the network today, and had an insignificant argument with black powder.

This kind of thing has become the norm now, and even she enjoys it a little.

Jiangbei is responsible for washing dishes and cleaning in the kitchen.

Liangliang acts as a porter to clean up the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen, and then comes out with a rag to wipe the table. From time to time, she glances at Li Youqing. Seeing that she doesn't pay attention, she sneaks into the kitchen.

"Brother, I heard you're a good director today. Otherwise, why don't you change your career as a director in the future?"

"Come on, I just want to open a restaurant chain in my life."

Jiangbei washed the dishes and chopsticks, shook his head and said.

For him, the entertainment industry has been a matter of his last life. Since God has blessed him with another life, there is no reason to return to the old business.

Liangliang easily picked up a dry rag to wipe the washed bowl, heard the speech and muttered, "I think you have more talent as a director than as a restaurant."

"How did you know I had a talent for directing when you weren't there?" Jiang Bei asked curiously.

"It's no secret. Don't talk about myself. Even Ma Daoxue knows what happened on the viaduct today." Liang Liang replied casually.

The crew has many eyes, and many things can't be kept absolutely confidential. Especially at present, the situation on both sides is tense. It is difficult to ensure that there will be no spies from Sanchuan cinema.

"See what you mean, you should have successfully joined the crew of my college days? Did you get their script? " Jiangbei glanced at the direction of the living room and asked in a low voice.

"Yes, it's in my bag." Liang Liang nodded back.

There is absolutely no doubt about the gambling king's ability. He successfully entered the enemy and got the script at the same time.

The old man was very happy. That night, he secretly hid in his room with the script and compared the quality of the two scripts.

Not to mention, although the quality of the script can not reach a very excellent level, there are some amazing places occasionally. If the director has a stronger directing ability and shoots the feeling in the story in place, it may not be worse than small time.

In other words, "my college days" is competitive.

Well

This is really bad news.

If the quality of my college days is not bad, it will have a great impact on small times.

Even if "small time" can win in the end, it must be a disastrous victory.

This is not in line with the original plan, so we must find a way to solve this problem.

Just how can we solve this problem?

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The next morning.

As always, the gambling king got up early and prepared to wander downstairs, but found that his brother got up earlier than her and was cooking porridge in the kitchen.

"Brother, are you cooking porridge? Can you fry an egg for me? But I don't want egg yolks. "

Jiangbei was thinking about something. He nodded subconsciously when he heard the speech, and then continued to stare at the pot in a daze.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Liangliang asked suspiciously.

"I read the script last night. It's no worse than small time." Jiangbei thought about it and whispered it out.

"You're so good at horsemanship? Can write a script better than your brother! "

The gambling king was very surprised, because in her cognition, her brother's ability to write scripts, like her gambling, had reached the state of seeking defeat alone and lonely like snow.

Logically, it is impossible for anyone to compare with this realm.

"Mainly" small time "is not particularly good."

Jiangbei is not belittling "small age". It is true that the success of the film has a lot to do with the original work itself.

But there is no original work on azure star. Losing the attraction of the original work will inevitably reduce the popularity of the film. Once there is another film with the same theme and of the same quality at this time, it will be an absolute disaster for small time.

If "small time" can't win completely and create a sensation, how can it attract more hatred from Sanchuan cinema?

"What can I do?" Liangliang also realized the seriousness of the matter and asked anxiously.

"If only Ma Daoxue could change the script and shoot in a bad direction." Jiangbei sighed and said.

Of course, he also knows that this idea is a little unrealistic. After all, no one will joke about his works.

But this sentence was heard by Liang Liang into his heart, his eyes turned around, and an idea gradually matured.

"Brother, leave it to me."

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In the morning, Jiang Bei and Li Youqing continued to go to the crew to shoot.

After Zhang jiuliang, the gambling king of Ancheng, disguised himself, he went to the crew of my college age.

Her name is still Jiang Xiaobai. She is a work study student of the Academy of fine arts and has successfully entered the crew of my college days as a chore.

"Pay attention to all departments, hurry up to drive the students, arrange the classroom, and start shooting in half an hour!"

Although Ma Daoxue is young, he already has the ability of a qualified director. Under his overall planning, such a large crew is proceeding in an orderly manner.

The staff of the crew and the stars also obeyed the command, and there was no difficult phenomenon.

The gambling king was not in a hurry. He worked hard in the crew all day and observed the filming process.

Although she doesn't understand movies, she has been influenced by them for the past two years and can understand more or less.

It is clear from the observation that Ma Daoxue's directing ability is really good and worthy of his major.

It's just that the director is professional and the script is of high quality. In addition, the youth theme has not so high requirements for the acting skills of the actors, which means that the final product of the film will not be poor.

The finished product is not bad, which is dangerous for small times.

"I have to find a way..."

The gambler touched his chin and fell into meditation.

Until dusk, after the shooting of the daytime play is completed, and after a two-hour rest at night, there will be a hero running on the playground at night because of emotional problems, and then meet the heroine running on the playground.

The two will have a dialogue here and talk to each other.

And during this break, the gambler's chance came.

"Director Ma, are you interested in playing two?"