"Xia Yuan, what's the matter?"

After everyone joined the group, they first asked Xia Yuan clearly what had happened.

Because they knew that Xia Yuan was not a group video call to ask if he had eaten or not, something must have happened to them.

"Have you eaten?" Xia Yuan asked.

"No……"

“Eating…”

"It's almost..."

Everyone answered.

Xia Yuan squatted out the cigarette and was about to speak, but found that only Jarens in the group had not been connected yet, so he asked: "Jarrens has not answered yet? Who are you with him?"

Everyone also found that the entire group owed Jalens, so they shook their heads.

"He may be busy, it will take a while," said Han Jue.

Everyone looked at Han Jue because they felt that Han Jue knew something.

"How do you know?" The elegant girl said something to Han Jue at any time. The others were also very strange.

Han Jue explained: "Because he is here..."

"Crash."

The next second, the prompt sound of video connection sounded, and it was a sound that was pierced from the water.

Jalens is late to go online.

Then everyone saw from the video that Jarens appeared on the screen with his disheveled hair, and his [】shaped chin was resting on the floor, and it seemed that he was lying on the ground.

Judging from the home decoration vaguely visible behind, some people remember that this is Han Jue’s home.

"Are you at Han Jue's house? What are you doing on his floor?" asked the elegant girl strangely.

"Don't worry, this is a secret."

As soon as Jarens finished speaking, a husky suddenly appeared in everyone's cell phones, jumped and stepped on Jarens's back, ran over and ran over.

Jarens fluttered hard on the ground, and the Husky slid down, got up and jumped on Jarens' back.

"Oh~~"

After seeing the dog, everyone immediately understood what Jarens called the secret.

Among all, Han Jue looked surprised and felt that the Jarens he saw was a fake Jarens. He was worried that Jarens would abuse small animals before, but now he seems to enjoy being abused by small animals???

"Xia Yuan, tell me what's going on, I'm very busy." Jalens rolled over and said to the screen with a serious look on his face.

"Okay, then I'll tell you a long story." Xia Yuan nodded.

When everyone heard Xia Yuan say that the matter was serious, they listened carefully.

Xia Yuan said: "Han Jue is by my side now. I originally planned to take the main creator of the crew to survey the scene today, but because the director had modified Han Jue's script without discussing with Han Jue in advance. Han Jue just now knew about this in the car, he was very unhappy and had an argument with the director."

Everyone nodded from time to time and listened very seriously.

Xia Yuan briefly told the changes in the script and finally asked: "...so now, the director said that there is Han Jue in the crew but he is not there. Han Jue said that he can withdraw from the crew. What do you think?"

On one hand, Jalens' wish was made, on the other hand, his friend's grievances were made. Everyone pondered and did not express their thoughts quickly.

Except Jalens.

"How dare he! He actually dares to change my favorite church wedding?!fuxk! Just let that director get out!" Jalens said breathlessly after turning over on the ground with difficulty.

"Who will be the director? Don't you like his recent movies very much? You are so happy that he will be the director." The temperamental girl was surprised.

[Wait! Jalens actually likes this director's movie...] Han Jue's attention was completely off-limited.

"I don't like him anymore! There are so many directors, so if you don't have him, just find another one!"

Jalens's arrogance and unreasonableness is sometimes a double-edged sword. Han Jue was accidentally injured before, but now he enjoys its sharpness.

But Han Jue thought it was unnecessary: ​​"Don't, it's time to change to a new script."

"Man, Han, listen to me. I know what the first script means to you. I also understand how uncomfortable it is to be picked up by someone after working hard to write. I like your script very much. I can feel your seriousness in Western culture, really. So let it be relaxed, I won't let you suffer a grievance!"

"Wait, wait..." Han Jue was a little panicked. His tone, this feeling of mobilizing people, made Han Jue feel like he was a primary school student who was bullied and looked for everyone.

"Xia Yuan!" Jarens shouted to his cell phone.

"Silent, I can hear it." Xia Yuan said.

"Xia Yuan! Get that director away!" Jarens said to the phone.

Xia Yuan smiled, turned his head and let out a cigarette, nodded and said, "Okay."

"Do you give him a few pieces of paper and ask him to take a picture of garbage, or just fire him and pay the penalty for liquidated damages?" The legal representative in the group asked.

"I'll pay." Jarens said calmly.

"What else is there? I'll hang up if I don't." A dog head appeared on Jalens' head. Husky looked at the screen in confusion, as if he saw Han Jue, who was familiar with him, and stuck out his tongue to lick the screen.

"Wait, you're so casual!" Han Jue shouted, "The director hasn't found it yet..."

"You come and be a director," Xia Yuan suddenly said, "You even draw the storyboard, which is professional. You have a complete picture in your heart."

Everyone was surprised. They did not doubt the authenticity of Xia Yuan's words at all. To say professional level, that is professional level.

Jarens looked at the screen and didn't speak for a long time. The eyes behind the sunglasses didn't know what they were thinking.

"Oh? Han Jue? Is that OK~" The elegant girl was quite surprised when she heard Xia Yuanyi say it.

Han Jue was shocked by Xia Yuan's name, and even raised his phone away, shook his head wildly and said, "Me? No, no, no, I can't be the director."

At this time, Jarens spoke and said, "If we...the investors and producers of the movie want you to change the script, do you agree?"

Han Jue said without hesitation: "Don't agree."

In his previous life, Han Jue had a screenwriter friend. When he was closest to success, he had an investment opportunity of tens of millions of yuan on his head. But "the script still had a small problem." The investor asked him to modify it, but he had no objection and accepted all the suggestions from investors. "This will definitely succeed." She kept changing the script. When she changed it to the end, he suddenly realized that the story was no longer the story he wanted to tell at the beginning. The matter ended up ruining. The screenwriter friend smiled and said that his best story was sold in a bar.

This friend gave Han Jue, who was still a newcomer at the time, a suggestion: "If you want to write, write what you are most interested in. Creators are narcissistic. This is a good thing, because sometimes you have to be arbitrary and tyrannical. Never listen to the opinions of producers and investors, and don't be kidnapped by the possibility of success. Only when you are convinced by your story can others be moved by your story."

Han Jue always remembered that after his debut, he always adhered to this idea, hoping to make himself appear a little "literary". However, this is simple. In a few years, Han Jue knew that this was nonsense to the poor. At that time, Han Jue had a dog and a girlfriend, and was preparing to get married and support his family. Where did he get the confidence to play with pride? So he still lost money and had to accept suggestions from investors, making himself physically and mentally exhausted.

Now, he finally doesn't have to be wronged by himself for a full meal, so he has the confidence to stick to his creations.

"I don't agree." Han Jue said.

"So things are simple," Jarens nodded, not angry, but said under the storm of the stupid dog, "I like this script very much and want to see it filmed. But you are the one who knows this script the most. I am not at ease with other directors now, I only believe in you."

"So, you're the director of this movie," Jarens said.

No one spoke in the whole group.

Han Jue was stunned.

Suddenly, the sound became quiet.

At this time, Xia Yuan put down his phone and raised his head to Han Jue not far away and said, "Do you want to see the picture in your heart that someone else is photographed in another way?"

Han Jue looked up at Xia Yuan, frowned, his eyes flashing.

Xia Yuan is also a writing worker. He knows that there is a realm that is to write the so-called [sense of picture], but no matter how you describe the picture in the text, it is not as intuitive as the real picture.

Some screenwriters in the film and television industry wrote scripts while writing, but found that the director’s pictures were not what he thought, and finally couldn’t stand it one day. So what should I do? You can’t learn from Han Jue to force the director, right? So I wrote the script myself, invested myself, and became a director to shoot.

In Xia Yuan's opinion, Han Jue sneakedly (Han Jue: not sneakily!) learned how to draw a picture of a camera, how to set up a camera, and how to arrange the lights. The picture is very big, the picture is very big!

"I think it's OK." The elegant girl spoke up to Han Jue as the director.

"I'm pretty looking forward to it," said the lawyer.

"No matter how bad it is, it will not be worse than Jalens's filming, right?" someone else said.

"Shut up!" Jarens said angrily.

Others also felt that Jarens agreed and they had no reason to object. After all, the movie was made for Jarens.

"Okay, that's it. Han Jue is the director and let him shoot," Jalens waited for a long time and was still dazed, but finally got impatient, "I'm going to do it."

After saying that, he was offline.

"Han Jue, come on!" The elegant girl also got off the line after she said that.

"Wait..." Han Jue stopped him.

But no one listened to Han Jue. Han Jue heard everyone say cheering to him and then quit the video one by one.

That's how things were decided?

[Unprofessional...too unprofessional! What about playing?!] Han Jue still finds it incredible. How can the director be casual?

A team with an investment of 10 million, sufficient follow-up funds, professional production staff, and investors are completely delegated to power and supervise the supervising power, and the screenwriter is himself.

[But... am I the director?] Han Jue gasped, as if he had run ten thousand meters.

Han Jue felt his body trembling. This was not nervousness, it was excitement. His body was so excited that it seemed that even the soul was excited.

It seems that his body has been waiting for this moment for a long time, for a long time.

Han Jue sat in a daze.

Xia Yuan squatted out the cigarette and returned to the car in the sight of the staff.

The director seemed to be sitting in the first row waiting for her. When he saw that Xia Yuan came, the director said slowly:

"Producer Xia, I've thought about it. I don't have many requirements. As long as Han Jue makes tea and apologizes to me in public, the script can be discussed and revised in the future. How about it?"

Xia Yuan took off her sunglasses and said sincerely: "Director Zhao, this matter has become like this today, and the scene can't be taken anyway. Let's go back first, and then talk about it slowly after you go back, okay? I'll call everyone back."

"Hey, OK, OK."
Chapter completed!