The cannon fodder of quick travel is not sad

Chapter 852 Who Ate My Brain 28
Luo Shuqi was very sad, even though the man in sunglasses said that he had sent the script to his mailbox, he still couldn't be happy. This was the last time, a good thing that was supposed to be a sustainable development, but it ended up being cut off.

No.

This is not the point.

So what if there is a script, do you really think they are fancying those stupid stories?Without the master's post-production, the things that come out of the show are simply rubbish, don't think that anyone will chase after them.

Not alarmist.

Previously, there was a director who was negligent and accidentally had his script stolen by his opponent, and even lost the lawsuit, so he had to give in aggrievedly.

As a result, that person was scolded almost to quit the showbiz immediately after the filming was completed, and he even got the title of the most bad movie.

He has seen the film.

To be honest, because I am a great director, whether it is the actors hired, the props and costumes, and the post-production of photography, etc., they are better than them.

It fluttered badly.

Therefore, the directors who also became famous with the help of the husband guessed in the group that except for all the conditions, there is only the master's level.

Sir has magical powers.

Although it has not been confirmed, it is a tacit secret to the directors.

Mr. You will have eternal life.

It hasn't been long since Luo Shuqi became famous, and he hasn't had enough of the good life of a famous director. The days when he used to rent in the basement and eat instant noodles are still fresh in his memory.

The key point is that his uncle is still locked up.

Ugh!
It's really a house leak that happens to rain all night, and the boat is late and the wind blows.

Luo Shuqi drove slowly into the high-end luxury bungalow complex he bought in the urban area. When he got home, the first thing he did was to open his mailbox and check the compensation sent by his husband—the new script.

Yep.

"My Underworld Demon Master"

The face is very wooden.

What do you mean sir, do you want him to make a series of demons?

Start counting with your fingers.

"The Pretty Girl of the Devil Prince", "The Rookie Girl's Devil Lawyer", "I'm a Maid at the Devil's Earl's House"

Ah.

Another one.

Although he made his debut with a demon at the beginning, he has become a well-known director from an unknown self-taught rookie director.

be grateful.

But as a director with ideals and aspirations, he doesn't want to be stereotyped, and he really wants to try other types.

Yep.

A good director can control all scripts.

Luo Shuqi had no expectations at all.

He sent a message in the director group.

There is only one carrot left for the rest of my life: "What is the script of the big guys?"

Warm down boots clearance sale: "Trough, I'm another workplace drama, similar to the routine plot of the previous one."

My family has no mine: "Me too, sir, isn't it just perfunctory!"

Director of Tomorrow: "Wow Kaka, I received a biography book of a great heroine, this is clearly the rhythm of becoming a god."

Tomorrow's Guide: "Sir, a professional and conscientious director guides the way. Praise!"

Darkness is not the original sin: "Add 2 to ghost movies, and if I shoot this again, I will be thrown to death. Yin Jia is obviously a cute and soft girl, why was she assigned to make ghost movies, and I really want to have a sweet and sweet relationship. Crying!"

Chunfeng was scrutinized: "Haha, the upstairs is ashamed to say, look at the screen name you took...there is nothing wrong with the sir."

Darkness is not the original sin: "I fell to the ground crying, don't pull me!"

Scalp snow is flying: "Cry together! How can I conquer the stars and the sea after being abandoned by my husband."

……

Anyway, the group of directors was sad.

All for their own bright future that is about to fall.

Yu Sheng only has one carrot left: "Well, I have a proposal..."

Group: ...

silence.

It took a long time for someone to say sadly, "Is there anything else to mention? Nothing can change our future destiny."

Ugh!
There is only one carrot left for Yu Sheng: "We can exchange scripts."

exchange?

But not everyone wants to.

Luo Shuqi decided to exchange with a weak bird who was filming a fairy tale heroine drama.

Yep.

That weakling had only filmed one movie, and probably had no talent or experience, so even with the help of his husband, he was scolded miserably.

In fact, sometimes being scolded can also be popular.

At least it shows that there are many people who watch it, and if someone watches it, it means someone is chasing it.

A weak bird with a glass heart.

He now wants to start from the simplest youth idol drama like some new actors, and it is not easy to make a good brain-dead film.

Luo Shuqi was quite satisfied.

However, Lao Youtiao, who joined the group early and has become famous and widely known, has a different idea. It is better to rely on oneself than to rely on the sky, the earth and the ancestors.

Start a business.

Then recruit a group of professional writers, I don't believe that I can't write a good script.

The four black figures were very cautious.

After being broken into by Siru, he decisively interrupted the ongoing plan.

But, it's not that easy.

Even if they have some weird abilities, they can't forcefully remove all the dramas that are shown in reality.

Ah.

If so, do we still need to borrow TV dramas to do things?
in the forest.

One of the black shadows said bitterly, "If you want me to know who that is, I will definitely kill him when I finish buffering!"

"Don't blow!"

Another black shadow sneered, "Based on your IQ, let's wait until the wind dies down a bit, but you have to be more careful afterwards."

indeed.

If it wasn't for being stalked, they would have...

"Uh!"

"In case~that person...don't~don't leave, then we~let's~quit it~?"

Said the most pudgy black shadow.

Immediately speechless.

The wind blew past, and the fog in the mountains seemed to thicken a bit, but the black shadow that was originally in the woods disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

Siru is still watching the drama.

She didn't really think it was that pretty.

Although the actors in the drama are beautiful and sweet, and the acting is quite good, the plot is indeed rubbish, dragging on and failing to connect the various plots.

Not interesting.

Don't busy people have the same brain circuits as full-time housewives?

Maybe Meng Heping knew.

Siru decided to go home after get off work today.

"Xiangyun, come to my office."

Zhou Ju came in from the outside, Chao Siru said.

Si Ru:……

Just follow him.

Because of Miss Xiaotan, Zhou Ju has been in an extremely bad mood recently.

"Is there any progress?"

Apparently he didn't have any hope, so he continued without waiting for Siru's answer, "I went to communicate with the radio and television before, but they didn't take it seriously, instead they said I was superstitious and incompetent, and if they couldn't solve the case, they blamed it on On TV dramas, life and death can’t be taken off the shelves.”

"I found a master."

Siru: Huh?

"Grandmaster?"

Zhou Ju nodded, "He's an expert, he's quite capable."

"I plan to ask him to check if there are any ghosts causing trouble."

Si Ru blinked her eyes.

It seems that she didn't say that it was a ghost that caused this incident.

"But Zhou Bureau, the brain harvesting case involves a large area, and the victim is a random event. How do you find the murderer?"

Zhou Ju waved his hand and said, "It all depends on the master's ability."

Therefore, Siru didn't say anything more.

After coming out of the office, Ye Jiajia walked up to Siru, "Boss, do we... have any tasks to do recently?"

(End of this chapter)