Song Yan glared at her, "I'm not here to let you meet the director!"
Song Yan brought her here today, but she put in a lot of effort, just to let Zheng Xinxin join the Chinese drama department and hold an iron job.
Originally, she was not qualified to eat this meal, and she didn't waste her face and connections to show off her old face.
But Zheng Xinxin just didn't like her. He would run to the toilet and answer the phone, but he never gave her a chance to introduce him.
Song Yan was originally speechless, but Zheng Xinxin was coming in and out like this, which made Song Yan furious.
Especially the people next to the big boss reminded Song Yan that her daughter had affected others.
Song Yan felt that she had lost all her face, so she had to excuse herself and leave early.
Zheng Xinxin breathed a sigh of relief, but before leaving, she mustered up the courage to watch the great director.
Question: "Director, I would like to ask, have you prepared the script for the historical drama?"
The director seemed quite friendly and took the time to answer her question, "We are already collecting scripts."
ah?
Zheng Xinxin was immediately discouraged. The script was actually being collected?
That idiot Song Qianqian is definitely not as good as anyone else. Although she has thoroughly studied script writing skills in the past few years, the problem is that her major is directing.
This is no longer possible.
"Okay, thank you director, I'll go back and ask my friend to sign up to write a script and submit it!" Zheng Xinxin said politely.
The director smiled.
In fact, they don’t want to make Zheng Xinxin feel uncomfortable. The starting line for their collection of scripts this time is relatively high. Most people probably won’t be able to submit. Moreover, the last time the director saw a script that was submitted for the main plot, it was very good.
Basically, he has already decided on that person to write it, and other submissions are just accompanying him.
After leaving the restaurant, Song Yan was so angry that she hit her with her bag, "We're about to leave, but you've been active in talking. Why did you go so early?"
Zheng Xinxin smiled, with an aggrieved look on his face, "Mom, didn't I have a bad stomach after eating this morning? If I didn't go to the toilet, would I make a fool of myself in the box?"
Song Yan glared at her, "Go back to school by yourself, I won't send you off!"
Zheng Xinxin is still happy to be free.
She took a taxi back to school, and as soon as she arrived at the dormitory, she went straight to Song Qianqian's place, "Sister, I have some bad news for you."
Qian Qian just finished writing a paragraph of the script and glanced at her, "Next time, don't come into our dormitory unless you tell your cousin."
Zheng Xinyin didn't care about her, he went over and touched Qian Qian's head with a distressed look on his face, "Sister, I originally wanted to get you a script assistant for Fu Ci Xiang's new drama today, but I was told that the submission is finalized."
"Hey, at your level, your submission is in vain."
Qian Qian smiled silently, closed the manuscript of the script, and prepared to eat.
Seeing her lack of expression, Zheng Xinxin thought she was disappointed. After all, there was no one in the dormitory and everyone was out looking for work, but she had no connections or background.
He put his arm around her shoulder and said, "Come on, sister, I'll treat you to some noodles!"
Qian Qian glanced at the paw on her shoulder, with a look of helplessness on her face.
However, it is still good if someone invites you to dinner.
"Qianqian, why don't I take you with me when the big director's play script is almost ready? Maybe you can become the director's assistant and look familiar?"
She smiled lightly and said, "You are just an assistant yourself. I'm afraid you won't be able to meet the big director."
That's right too.
Zheng Xinxin sighed, "It's hard for people at the bottom like us!"
Almost a month.
The official has released the news that the complex word item has returned from abroad.
The script for director Ke Jian's new drama seems to have been almost finalized.
That day, Zheng Xinxin was notified to go to the set to report first. After she was ready, she hurried over to Qian Qian and found that Qian Qian had also packed her bag, grabbed a tablet and was about to go out.
"Why are you going?" Zheng Xinxin looked at her and said, "You've already rejected it, do you want to accompany me to the set?"
Qian Qian raised her eyebrows and nodded almost without hesitation, "Okay."
Zheng Xinxin grabbed her arm and said, "It's easy to talk today... After I go, I'll report to Fu Cixiang's agent first. As for you, you can look for opportunities to get to know people on the set."
Qian Qian nodded throughout the process and was very cooperative.
When we got to the place, Zheng Xinxin went to find the people at Fu Cixiang as promised.
Qian Qian was picked up by someone, "Is it Song Qian Qian?"
She is wearing a long dress with a retro feel, and is quite recognizable wherever she stands.
She nodded.
"I am director Ke Jian's assistant, then you come with me."
Qianqian followed him all the way into a room.
Ke Jian was on the phone when he saw her coming in. His eyes lit up, he smiled and said hello to her and asked her to sit down first.
Qian Qian sat and waited for only a few minutes before Ke Jian hurriedly hung up the phone and came over to shake her hand, "Did you write the script?"
She nodded.
"It's quite unexpected!" Ke Jian's love and surprise were all written on his face.
He thought that the script of such a heavy historical drama should be written by an older person. Who knew that it was actually a little girl?
Because he was not sure about the other party's ability and was afraid of plagiarism or something, Ke Jian specially left the finishing touches and had someone come over and write them on the spot.
Qian Qian didn't mind, opened the tablet, and started to write the final ending in front of Ke Jian.
Ke Jian and the assistant beside him remained silent the whole time. The more I watched it, the more I felt that this drama was going to be a hit!
Qian Qian collected the pen and sent the entire manuscript to Ke Jian's email.
Smiling lightly, "As for actors, the director should be more professional than me, so I won't interfere. I don't have the ability."
"No, no, no!" Ke Jian quickly waved his hand, "You still have to follow each of these characters, after all, you are most familiar with the character's personality!"
What's more, Ke Jian knew that she was majoring in directing, and he planned to let her participate in the filming during the filming.
Domestic directors are currently in a sharp decline.
The older generation is gradually losing their ability to take pictures, but none of the new generation can take pictures.
Foreign directors are winning awards one after another, but China has been too quiet in the past few years!
Qianqian looked like she could not refuse the kindness, and finally agreed to the matter. Of course she had her own little calculation.
After leaving Ke Jian's place, Zheng Xinxin was looking for her, and then saw Ke Jian sending her out.
"Director?" Zheng Xinxin looked curious, "Look, I just said you need an assistant, right?"
Qian Qian smiled and said, "This is my cousin, one of the temporary assistants of Fu Xiang."
Ke Jian also shook hands with Zheng Xinxin. She was so young and majored in directing, but she wrote such excellent scripts. Her cousin was probably not far behind.
After leaving, Zheng Xinxin was still confused, "No, the great director actually shook hands with me? What does that mean?"
"Is my assistant with the complex term also very big-faced? Did he scare the director?"
Qian Qian was so funny that she didn't explain. Instead, she lowered her head and sent a message to Song Zhongshu, "Third brother, take a look at the character biography I wrote and practice it. When the time comes, go to the crew for an interview and give it a try."