"Oh, you said this, this is learning!" Mo Ranqiu took out the small notebook she carried with her, opened a page and handed it to Li Wei.

The notebook records all the movies they watched together today, and there are some plot setting outlines, film and television expression techniques, and scripts are divided equally.

"I said! You've got zero points! You said, 'You know it's a bad movie when you look at the name'. Since you know it's a bad movie when you look at the name, why do you still have to watch it!!!"

“I want to know how bad it is.”

Mo Ranqiu's answer was flawless. Li Wei was so choked that he couldn't say a word. He could only sigh incompetently, return the notebook to Mo Ranqiu, and put the hat behind the sweatshirt forward, posing in a look that no one likes, indicating that he is a little autistic.

"Actually, it is necessary to watch bad movies occasionally."

"What's the need to tell me!!!" If all this is attributed to Mo Ranqiu's strange personal hobbies, he would endure it. After all, it doesn't matter if she is happy. Li Wei is very happy now, but can this all give me the right reasons?

He doesn't believe it!

He is not convinced!

"It's like this. There are bad movies, either the script is outrageous or the actors are outrageous. Just like the movies we watched today, I think there are four bad scenes, and at least two of them are caused by the film's collapse due to the actor's problems. It's still very good if you simply discuss the plot. If you miss a very good script just because of the actor's problems, it's definitely a pity!"

"Don't look at me with this kind of look! You can taste it yourself!"

Mo Ranqiu turned his head casually and wanted to see Li Wei, but when he turned around, he saw Li Wei's expression of "not complimentary" and "fear", and he couldn't help but want to stomp his feet.

If you want to make it, you can make it hard.

However, when I carefully recalled the movies I watched today that he thought were really terrible, it is indeed not difficult to find that the reason why he thinks outrageous in many movies is nothing more than the actor's amazing acting skills and eye-catching 50 cents special effects.

With a large traffic star, it is really hot with a super 50 cent special effect, and its lethality is really comparable to sprinkling chili powder into the eyes.

However, excluding external factors, as Mo Ranqiu said, it is not difficult to find that simply analyzing the script is actually a little more meaningful and quite excellent.

"Well, I've got it, you're right, so what?"

“So you need to learn.”

"study?"

"Yes, scripts that can be purchased or invested in have certain commercial value in the eyes of the capital party. So if you want to become a cartoonist who can make money, you need not just keep up with the times, but also need to understand the thoughts of these big guys and what they like."

"This guy can have many kinds. For example, if you want to promote the red elements, you can guess the current weather vane. If you want to develop some science fiction cyberpunk, you have to see if there is this market in China. If it is not so for profit, you can consider operating overseas properly. You have to think about it, dear, comics simply generate electricity for love, and how many can rely on this to make a living?"

Although the definition of "eating rice" in Mo Ranqiu's mouth is not very similar to what he calls "eating rice", it is essentially for making money. Except for some differences in size, there is basically no difference.

"So that's it. Is there still such knowledge?"

"Yes, it's just that everyone's analysis channels are different. I don't go to the cinema very often. This is relatively inefficient, but going there occasionally can be considered a vacation and letting myself go."

No, girl, this is how you let yourself go? Should you be too lonely and too pitiful?

Li Wei twitched the corner of her mouth and touched her head, referring to the method of rubbing the cat's head with a little doting rage when he thought Lan Pang was stupid.

However, the poor Mo Ranqiu didn't know the real usage of this technique. He was immersed in Li Wei's rubbing of his head and couldn't extricate himself, and he was even a little excited.

The two of them answered the house when they took the stored luggage from the security booth. When Mo Ranqiu put down the hand holding the luggage handle and was about to force him back to the house, Li Wei quickly entered the password and slammed the door and went home.

When Li Wei returned home, she felt an unprecedented sense of peace and belonging.

"Meow?!"

(Where did you go yesterday?!)

"Stop talking about Lan Pang, I almost lost my life yesterday." Putting down the bag of the suit in my hand, Li Wei hugged Lan Pang who was holding the ground in his arms, walked to the sofa and collapsed.

"Meow!"

(I almost lost my life yesterday! If it weren't for the Shanghai Tang store manager who came to me to work this morning, I would almost starve to death!)

"Hmm? Is Zhu San not at home?"

Li Wei was a little surprised. Zhu San should have nothing to do yesterday. What commercial performance he needs to participate in today? Shouldn’t Lan Pang starve to death?

"Meow!!!!"

(Your stupid brother ordered takeaway for himself. No matter how I hint him, he couldn't remember to scratch the cabinet door and feed me, and he would smile at me!!! I've never seen such a stupid person!!!)

When she thought of Zhu San yesterday, who seemed to be unable to help, Lan Pang didn't even get angry.

"Thank you too..."

A horse with a head killer was given to Lan Pang. Li Wei sighed and sighed at her miserable fate. Her tiredness instantly crawled over her body.

After comforting Lan Pang who almost starved to death at home, Li Wei walked into the bathroom, washed up briefly, collapsed on his long-lost small bed, and finally fell asleep peacefully.

On October 2, Mo Ranqiu did not appear on the penultimate day of the holiday, and Li Wei happily enjoyed the time he was self-dominated.

The time to get up is at the decadent eleventh half past. After getting up, I enjoyed the leisurely time of daytime, slowly and happily, feeling the passing of time bit by bit, but there was no dadl, no sense of urgency at all, it was so cool!

After making brunch, after eating on the table, I ran to the sofa to watch the video. I opened the comics backstage slowly. Following the tutorial Mo Ranqiu sent him last night, I found the "comics consulting" and started to check the news.

Sure enough, there are messages about ‘Editors have followed you’ and various subsequent editorial contact information.

In a sense, it was really hard to edit.

Who knows that the painter who works diligently to update comics and refuses to sign a contract is actually a young man who doesn’t even look at backstage consultations?

The Penguin number given above, the contracted editor and the editor-in-charge, was added, waiting for work after the legal National Day holiday on October 8.

The only serious business was done by Li Wei.

As for doing homework?

It is impossible to do homework when doing homework, at least I will never do it today. The real strong people all wrote homework on the last night with a small desk lamp and tears in their hands.

Although he would not hold tears in his eyes, he still wanted to be a strong man and do his homework tomorrow night.

School starts on October 4th, now, it's very early~

When he remembered that Zhu Sanshi, who had not been back for almost two days, was already nine:30 pm.

It seems that Zhu San's luggage is still at his house, but... Lan Pang said that this person went out during the day on the 1st and has not returned yet, but he has something to do.

Captured by the agent?

When I think about it this way, I feel a little gloating.

As the saying goes, one thing is to surrender another thing, and you stay at his house with the mentality of running away. When he is still sarcastic when he is drawing cartoons and making clothes, he has to pay the price!!

However, even though I think so, I still have some small worries in my heart. What if...

So he picked up his cell phone and called Zhu San.

"Hello?"

The person who answered the phone was not Zhu San, but Li Wei's unfamiliar voice.

"Hey, hello, I'll look for Zhu San."

Li Wei took a deep breath and said a passage rationally.

"Zhu San? Are you looking for him? Who are you?"

Tear up the votes? Is this going to tear up the votes? Because Zhu San is a new phone number for returning to China. The relatives are worried that the gangsters who cannot extort have arrived at the first call??

It can be said that at this moment, countless possibilities emerged in Li Wei's mind, and each of them made him stand upright all over his body.

"Uh...I'm his friend."

After considering it, Li Wei did not say that he was Zhu San's cousin.

"Oh, he may not be able to contact you recently. Don't call him anymore, he won't answer."????

Li Wei admitted that he was scared by this sentence.

"No, no, his family can't contact him. He is very anxious, but he doesn't know his new mobile phone number. He found me and asked me to ask."

The lies that were temporarily made up were full of loopholes, but Li Wei, who was a little panicked, said that this was his greatest limit.

"Oh? The family members are looking for him? Then you tell me the truth, this person will not be able to go home in a short period of time."

Ahhhhhh!!!

Is this a hint?

Is this a hint before the votes are torn?

'Then tell me the truth. If the family members do not prepare enough money, the person will not be able to go home in a short time. If the family members are disobedient, the person will also evaporate from the world.'

This sentence sounds to Li Wei, undoubtedly this is what it means, but the person on the other end of the phone said it more implicitly.

"I'll tell you!! Don't be too arrogant!! I... I have money! Tell me a number and let Zhu San go quickly!!!"

Li Wei admitted that this was the bravest thing he had ever done in his life except to kiss Mo Ranqiu.

He was so nervous that his palms were sweating coldly.

But, unexpectedly, I was silent when I heard Li Wei's words on the other end of the phone.

Just when Li Wei thought he was thinking about the amount of blackmail, he spoke on the other end of the phone.

"Although I don't know what you are talking about, I am Zhu San's agent, not a strange blackmail kidnapper. He dragged the manuscript and ran away. He made an appointment to get out of the new song that will be released in mid-October in the end of September. Now, except for a prelude, I haven't written a single chicken feather. Before the new song is officially released in mid-October, I will not let him slip under my nose.

The entire band has more than a dozen people waiting for him to make a score!!! He actually dared to check out and run away early when I went to the hotel where he stayed to urge the manuscript!

If the family members are worried, they can come to the 1101 office on the 11th floor of the International Building to find me. I locked him up there and have a new song, but no matter what, even if you call the police, I will not let him go! Even if he dies, he has to write the new song for me!!!”
To be continued...