"I have already written the script for the new movie. You can go to the relevant departments to file and review it first."

"Ah? So fast?"

"Well, Brother Lang, what about the name of the movie? There is no name in the script..."

"Ah? Name?"

"Yes, the script doesn't have a name yet..."

“…”

After staying up all night and writing a script, Shen Lang's eyes were full of dark circles.

Then, he realized that his new movie didn't seem to have even taken the name.

After hesitating for a while, Shen Lang pondered for a long time, then clicked on the Internet to browse news in the movie circle, intending to find inspiration...

When Shen Lang found a familiar director's name, he was immediately surprised!

Then he turned to look at the thin monkey.

"Skinny Monkey, let's do it, the new movie is called "Gate of the Underworld"!"

"Brother Lang, do you really make a horror movie? There is something like that in it, and this script will definitely not pass the review..."

"Don't worry, there will be no "ghosts" throughout the whole process. Moreover, this is a science fiction story, pseudoscience fiction..."

"Oh... I'll read the script, um? Hypnotist, patient, hunchbacked old man, um?...Damn..." After taking the script for a while, the thin monkey suddenly felt a chilling feeling surge from behind, almost suffocating.

"How is this script?" Shen Lang looked at the thin monkey.

"Brother Lang... is a bit scary, and it makes me doubt life..." The thin monkey subconsciously looked at the back, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was nothing behind him.

"That's good." Shen Lang laughed, "Go and review!"

"Okay, Brother Lang, why do I feel a little familiar with the name of this movie? I think I have heard it somewhere?"

"Kio Kimura just announced his new movie in the media, he is going to make a horror movie...and his movie is called "Gate of the Underworld"!"

"What! Let's take advantage of this popularity too?" The skinny monkey was a little confused after hearing this.

"Just, what can I do to rub? Just rub!"

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"I didn't expect that he died so quickly. Lao Zhang, you retired to the horse's hoof..."

"Yes, I never thought that Xiao Zhao would become like this... If I had known it before, hey..."

"Okay, there are unexpected situations in the world. No one knows that all this will turn out like this. Come on, have a drink, I'll treat you."

"good…"

"Xiao Zhao's path is too smooth and he can't stand setbacks, and it's such a fatal setback at once. With his personality, it's hard to get up again..."

"Yes, it's very difficult, Xiao Zhang, do you think I'm unlucky?"

"Well, it's quite unlucky. Tianhui can't save him. Come on, let's go."

"Um."

In a retro-decorated cafe.

But what Zhang Yijun drank was not coffee but white wine.

And opposite him was a middle-aged man about the same age as him.

The middle-aged man looked quite calm, but he felt a little regretful when he talked to Zhang Yijun.

Yan Ying's most promising new director, Zhao Yu, half of Zhang Yijun's apprentice, fell due to various scandals. This is really a pity.

Middle-aged people also feel it's a pity.

In his eyes, this young man is indeed a good seedling.

but……

"If you chose another person at the beginning, it would be different..." The middle-aged man suddenly sighed.

“Which one?”

"I remember, it seems that it is called Shen Lang..."

"It's not that I didn't choose him, but that I didn't know that Yan Ying had such a number one person. Moreover, Shen Lang was at the bottom of all aspects of his studies in his junior year, and it seemed that the reputation was very bad... Even if I was Bo Le, I wouldn't be able to notice him at that time..." Zhang Yijun smiled bitterly.

"That's right...but, this kid doesn't need you to discover... He can't rely on anyone..."

"Yes, Xiao Zhang, I'm probably old..."

“…”

During a sigh, Zhang Yijun and the middle-aged man had a cup, then shook his head quietly.

"Cruff..."

"Is anyone?"

At this moment, the door opened.

"It's closed!"

"Uncle Zhang, I'm not here to have a meal. Do you remember telling you before, hoping you will play a role in my movie? I'm here to find you... Huh? Director Zhang, you are here too, it's great! Fate! Well? Are you drinking? OK, don't mind adding a pair of chopsticks, right?"

The middle-aged man and Zhang Yijun stared blankly at a young man wearing glasses and sitting next to the two of them.

Talk about Cao Cao...
Chapter completed!