"One month, a camera! It's not that kind of ten-minute short drama, right?" Han Mei said.

"Of course not. Although this drama is not a serious drama, the total length is 800 minutes, and it is no problem to cut twenty or thirty episodes." Jiang Qing said.

"The online drama that can be filmed for 800,000 minutes is not a shoddy drama, right? Don't smash your own signature." Han Mei frowned.

Zhang Pengpeng's face also showed a faint sense of worry. Making a bad drama will have a bad impact on the actors.

"Don't worry, how could I smash my signature? Although the plot of this drama is a bit shocking, I promise that its rating is no less than eight points... Well, I can't explain it clearly now. When I write the script out, you can watch it again." Jiang Qing said.

"Okay." Han Mei said.

Jiang Qing said to Zhang Pengpeng again: "The protagonist of this drama is about a man who has become a woman after traveling through time, so you should pay more attention to the observation these days, and you may be able to use it at that time."

"Oh." Zhang Pengpeng nodded.

A week later, the script of "The Princess" was completed.

Jiang Qing reduced the plot a little bit. The plot of the whole drama is very compact and interesting in the early stage, and it seems a bit slow in the later stage. There are some plots that have no effect on promoting the plot, so he simply deleted them all to make the plot smoother.

Jiang Qing handed the script to Han Mei and Zhang Pengpeng and said, "This drama looks very simple, but it is not easy to shoot well. The rationality and details of the story are not a problem. The most important thing is to shoot the picture beautiful enough and the colors should be gorgeous, and it looks like an advertisement... In fact, the effect of this drama is the best for Master Zhang to shoot, but unfortunately we can't invite him."

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Han Mei gave him a blank look. How could a director of the national teacher level shoot an online drama that invested less than one million yuan. "In addition to the beautiful picture and the colorful color, what are the requirements?"

"There are no other... By the way, there are also actors. Men must be handsome, women must be beautiful. As long as they can get along with the past, their image must be pleasing to the eye." Jiang Qing said.

"I have never encountered such a strange request before... OK, I'll do it." Han Mei said.

A few days later, Han Mei came to Jiang Qing with a frown.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Qing said.

"Hey!" Han Mei sighed and said, "I'm not so worried about producing blockbusters with an investment of over 100 million yuan. Just those messy requests you made, where do I find a director?"

"What's wrong? No one answered?" Jiang Qing said.

"Some people take over, but they are all young directors who have no works and no fame and don't know where they come out. This is your script, and it is also the first drama starring the first artist in our studio, and they are not allowed to practice. As for those directors with works and ability, they all look for excuses to push the investment and actors of our play," Han Mei said.

"Is it so difficult?" Jiang Qing raised his eyebrows and said.

"When you sit, you don't feel hurt. If you have the ability, come!" Han Mei sneered.

"I'll just come, I'll do it, what's the difficulty?" Jiang Qing said.

"You won't tell the truth, are you?" Han Mei looked at him in surprise.

"Can this be fake?" Jiang Qing said.

"Have you learned photography?" Han Mei said.

"What does it have to do with being a director or not? Can't you cook without learning a chef? Can you act without learning performance? Can you be a director without learning photography?" Jiang Qing said.

"Anyway, it's your play, you can do whatever you want." Han Mei said.

"The male lead doesn't need to be found, I will be responsible together." Jiang Qing said.

“…”

A week later, "The Princess" started filming in Xiangshan. There were only about twenty actors in the entire crew, which seemed to be joking.

It was in this extremely hasty situation that the first drama written, directed and acted by Jiang Qing was officially launched.

As a result, the crew had problems on the first day of the filming.

Jiang Qing wanted to take a promotional photo and asked the actor to jump up from the trampoline and show a dazzling opportunity in the air. The promotional photo was taken very well, but Zhang Pengpeng sprained his foot when he landed on the ground.

"Did you twist your feet?"

Zhang Pengpeng forced himself to hold on and pretended that he was fine, but Jiang Qing saw through it at first sight.

"I'm fine, I just twisted it accidentally." Zhang Pengpeng said hurriedly.

"Release your feet and let me see."

"I'm really fine...hiss..."

Jiang Qing picked up her feet and gently pinched her ankles. Zhang Pengpeng immediately took a breath and his little face wrinkled.

"I said it was okay, it was almost swollen." Jiang Qing picked her up without saying a word and walked into the room.

They don't have a broken crew, and there is no medical staff.

"Ah, it's really okay. I promise not to affect the shooting... Don't replace me, okay?" Zhang Pengpeng exclaimed, and said in a panic look.

Before the filming started, there were countless cases where she was replaced because of the injury of the actor. She finally had a chance to become the protagonist and did not want to lose this role because of this accident.

"What are you thinking about? This drama is written for you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be lazy to shoot such a broken drama!" Jiang Qing said.

"oh!"

Zhang Pengpeng responded stammeringly, his heart suddenly warmed up, and his eyes suddenly became moist.

When a person is injured, he will become particularly fragile. A word of concern that seems to be very ordinary will make her feel extremely touched.

Jiang Qing put her on the bed, gently pinched her feet, and said, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt!"

Zhang Pengpeng's mouth twitched slightly and shook his head gently. It was obvious to everyone that she was lying.

"Is that true?" Jiang Qing raised his eyebrows and threatened: "If the Achilles tendon is broken, if it is not done properly, it will be disabled."

"ah!"

Zhang Pengpeng suddenly exclaimed softly, with a look of horror on his face, and his eyes suddenly widened: "Cancer...Cancer?!!"

"It's fun to you. It's okay, just twist it and apply some medicine to rub it." Jiang Qing said.

"Huh... I'm scared!"

Zhang Pengpeng let out a long breath and gently patted his chest.

"Whatever you do you do here, go out for me, go whatever you should do." Jiang Qing drove all the onlookers outside. Then he closed the door, took out a bottle of ointment from the medical box, and said to Zhang Pengpeng: "Lying down!"

"I'll do it myself." Zhang Pengpeng said hurriedly.

"If you want to lie down, just lie down. Be good and obedient!" Jiang Qing pressed her gently and asked her to lie down.

"Yes." Zhang Pengpeng responded softly.

"Close your eyes!" Jiang Qing covered her head with her clothes.

"What is he going to do? Could it be that he is thinking..." Zhang Pengpeng suddenly became nervous, his heartbeat instantly exceeded 12, and he couldn't help but have various thoughts in his mind, and his body became tense.

Jiang Qing did not extend his evil hand to her like Zhang Pengpeng imagined, but just applied the ointment to her ankle, and there was no crossover in the whole process.
Chapter completed!