Chapter 222 If you have a too straight path, you will be very tired

Everything that happened today was like a dream for Wen Liang.

The wish she had always dreamed of was fulfilled, which made her feel a little dazed and confused when she got along with He Tianran today, so when she returned to the dormitory at night, Sheng Qidong said that she was so excited that she was out of tune, and the smile on her face was more than in a month.

But it’s just that my boyfriend has returned. Isn’t it because I haven’t seen a couple in a different place for several years? Is he a bloody idol drama?

This really rarely happens to Wen Liang. In other people's impression, she shouldn't be the sweet girl who depends on others, or even herself, she thinks so.

But the suppressed emotions over the years have finally come true, and the joyful emotions cannot be controlled.

Wen Liang, who returned to the dormitory, was lying alone in the bed and thinking for a long time. She held her mobile phone, lit up the screen, and looked at the girl with a bright smile on the wallpaper and the boy with a cramped look on the face. That was the only photo she and He Tianran took in September last year.

She posted this photo on her Moments, but the next day she was so angry that she was some of He Tianran's actions that deleted the message. However, the photo was always kept by her. Even during the period when the memory had not yet been integrated, she did not change it.

Whenever she sees her smile in the photo, she will fall into deep thought.

It took a year before she found that happy smile from the heart.

Hu Yue slapped his hands, gave He Tianran a big thumbs up, turned around and typed words again.

Everyone laughed, and the night chat of 3408 tonight ended here.

In this circle, the impression is very important. As Hu Yue said, he still wants to ask for food. Others want to see your works, and you bring out a pot of shit, pee, fart that you like. Isn’t this seeking death?

He Tianran wondered, "Why?"

Hu Yue was choked and lit a cigarette with a very sad look. Cai Jueming was still a little disbelief and said:

"Except for the top floor of the pyramid, the time spent in this line of 95% is completely unequal to the benefits. People like me who can drink a sip of soup are already lucky. Fortunately, they were writing it as a joke of it, but they didn't take it too seriously. Now they are okay to take it as a part-time job, but it is not a long-term solution.

Listening to the two animals singing and reconciling, He Tianran folded his clothes and put them in the closet, and said lightly to the two of them, "Stop making trouble, now one is the only one, just be cool."

"Yes, but Director He, think about it. I will be scolded if I write it well, and I will be scolded if I write it badly. Then I would be better than him. After earning this ticket, I will change my vest and come again."

Hu Yue bowed his hand and agreed.

Hu Yue hurriedly explained: "I haven't talked to a girlfriend before... Use it, use it!"

He Tianran was happy: "I think you are quite sober when you can say such words, but don't be like everyone else."

He Tianran suddenly asked.

Hu Yue waved his hand:

"That's the logic of your upper class. Director He, I'll tell you, just a small flop like me, making big money is definitely something that everyone thinks about, but what we think more is how much income this month, what literature can carry, and literary dreams are all nonsense. Online literature has no soil, and saying a thousand words and ten thousand is better than adding a 0 at the end of my royalties.

"Thousands of thousands?"

"Why?"

Hu Yue did not argue, but said bluntly: "It's wrong, but everyone is drunk and dreaming. Why should I be the sober one?"

At night, He Tianran was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, and it was difficult to fall asleep.

He Tianran had no choice but to be too lazy to defend himself, so he turned his head and said to Hu Yue:

"You don't understand this, Director He. Although you are talking about the right path, this path is so difficult to walk. Now everyone follows the trend and takes shortcuts, which is fast and easy. Even if you can't make money, the cost of trial and error is low."

Hu Yue laughed and ignored him.

Cai Jueming threw away his phone, probably because he lost the game and was in a bad mood and had nothing to say.

Therefore, Hu Yue was unwilling to read the novels he wrote to He Tianran because he was worried about this. For people like them, Yangchun and Baixue were used to it. Looking at this kind of online literature of Liba people, it was a three-point look down on him.

As for the IP adaptation, that is what the chosen one thinks. If you put it in the online article, it is the pleasure of the word count. Anyway, I have a clear positioning of myself. After doing this, I don’t expect to become a god and prove the truth. In short, I will get the money first!”

"It's really apart? Isn't it a strategy to retreat to advance? I didn't have a backup plan?"

“Yo~”

Just our senior in the first and third year of the department, we worked as a screenwriter during the summer vacation. The monthly salary is almost 20,000 yuan. When we are fine, we can still take on some advertising copywriting work. We spend two days thinking about one or two hundred words slowly, and then spend the week deleting and deleting it down. We get 8,000 yuan at the end of the month. That day is just moisturizing! Unlike me, every bitterness is 10,000 words, and I pinch my hair when I go out for dinner with Lao Cai. I lose a lot of hair when I wash my hair every day. This job is really not long."

He Tianran was tidying up the clothes he brought from home in the dormitory. Cai Cassin rubbed his cell phone in the bed, while Hu Yue sat in front of the computer and typed it in a crackling manner. He was very fast and he was probably writing something.

I hope tomorrow will arrive as promised as today.

Cai Jueming said, "I have long said that Director He is not the group of pretenders! You don't believe Hu Xiucai. You said that you have earned more than 10,000 yuan a month in writing novels, so why are you still hiding them?"

“That must.”

He Tianran is not a person who can keep his heart at his mouth, and Wen Liang doesn't believe that the boy who said he was determined to atone for himself half a month ago. He has to bear guilt and repay Cao Aiqing's youth. He will inexplicably figure it out overnight.

Stay by her side, love her wholeheartedly, and make each other better.

"I will still be counting on taking on your show and asking for something. If you know that I have written these inappropriate things, you will definitely question my ability."

"You are such an emotional guru. You can guess this. Why can't you get a girlfriend if you are so capable?"

"Others want to accompany their girlfriends, two! One noon and one evening, the time is arranged just right, but after thinking about it, it's still more important for us brothers. Didn't you see that Director He came back to sleep with us?"

In this way, He Tianran looked at seven or eight chapters, and then silently covered his eyes.

Hu Yue enjoyed the way from it.

"By the way, is it profitable to write online articles?"

Cai Jueming murmured, feeling the warning gaze from He Tianran, and retracted his head back to the mosquito net in disappointment.

As for why, it is actually very simple to figure out that Wen Liang died for herself, so her long-cherished wish must be related to the regretful relationship between the two.

He smiled and said, "Only we, a group of directors who are studying, may not have the ability to shoot at the Internet, but they dream of foreign directors every day. We are all ok. I doubt your ability? If you can make money, you have the strength."

He thought about his future plans, his wish list from Wen Liang, his long-cherished wishes from the two girls, and his final destination.

"Master is wise!"

However, happiness came too suddenly, which made her very uneasy.

"Hey, don't say it, that's what happened~!"

"Because you won't pretend to be confused! If you have a good path, you will be very tired."

"Director He, if you write online articles, even if you write about your favorite experience of stepping on two boats, you will most likely fail. Do you know why?"

Hu Yue's hands stopped typing, and he immediately turned around when he heard this. Cai Jueming also poked his head out of the mosquito net on the bed and asked:

"What's going on? The matter is exposed?"

"So no one scolds you? Others spent money on it."

Among them, Ai Qing's long-cherished wish has never been clue, but today he promised to be with Wen Liang and recognize the identity of each other's couples, which was natural and had already been drafted in his heart.

So, what I have to do now is also very simple.

Obviously, if the profits of the book he wrote in the future do not meet expectations, he will definitely choose to castrate himself.

...

This is unreasonable.

He Tianran gave a suggestion: "You are too hard to write 10,000 words a day, and if you write too much of this thing, can you still go back to write scripts in the future? Even if it is a TV series script, now three people write one episode separately, and it is fast to release one episode in two or three days. You are the one who is the same team, and can you still read the things you wrote?"

"No, online novel."

He Tianran listened, it was not because Hu Yue thought so.

People in the director department are all above the top, especially students. Before they have experienced the social beating, they are idealism one by one. They keep talking about the Wes Anderson-style colors, and they brag about Quentin and Nolan when they meet, discussing their profound insights on the nonlinear narrative structure and the repetition of lines, but they will keep silent about Kubrick, and will pretend to be mysterious when necessary:

"He is the filmmaker closest to God."

"It's the kind that's so cool. This animal stays in the dormitory and writes in the dormitory every day. What a good guy, like a god, he codes ten thousand words a day, and he doesn't have any outline. He just relies on routines, and he really has no feelings. The most terrible thing is that he even looked in for no reason and rewarded him for two or three hundred."

He Tianran took a puff of cigarettes, "But someone must take the right path. If this logic continues, the market will not be a stagnant pool? Now the wind of IP adaptation is blowing so strong that even if it is capital, it will not be done to kill chickens and get eggs."

"well done!"

Fortunately, He Tianran has passed this stage of being arrogant and arrogant. He has written many scripts in another timeline. He knows Hu Yue’s psychology very well.

Wen Liang put his cell phone in his heart, closed his eyes, and only hoped for this thing in his heart—

When it comes to which major in all universities in my country is the most spiritual and looks flawless, some students in the director department are definitely among the top.

Listening to Hu Yue's answer, He Tianran was stunned. Cai Jueming on the bed couldn't help but say again:

Must be made clear?

Do you have to ask if that's why?

She really can't bear to...

"It's a cool article, the kind that doesn't take any brains."

Hu Yue said complacently: "You can read it, just tell me some skills. Anyway, most people who read online articles have a pastime mentality. If you really write seriously and profoundly, others will point at your nose and scold you for being literary, which is unlucky."

It was not something I really gained, which made this always proud girl fall into a worry of worrying about gains and losses.

"Hu Xiucai, what you said... is right, but this matter is wrong."

...

Cai Jueming shouted on the bed, "Good guy, you've had a showdown, right? You finish writing the book in your hand first! Otherwise, I'll kill you!"

Hu Yue quickly denied, "No, it's only six or seven thousand yuan to look at the backend data now."
To be continued...