Chapter 803 Daily Life

No suspense.

Under the chairmanship of Lao Huang, their TV drama management office unanimously selected Jiang Yang's script, and the project was submitted for approval.

At the moment of signing, Lao Huang sighed.

Although he felt a sense of revenge in his heart that he had let you complain about our TV drama, and now he abused you, made you dumbfounded, and made you have to praise it, but it was only a little bit. On the contrary, he suddenly felt that the criticism of netizens was quite reasonable.

Some things still need to be faced directly and presented truthfully -

In this way.

Only then can we understand that there are certain reasons for the existence of TV dramas.

So -

After Lao Huang signed, he opened another TV drama and watched it happily without any embarrassment.

The TV station made the decision, and the most disappointed person was not Producer Jiang who had been to Lao Huang's office.

Because the anti-Japanese war TV dramas have been criticized all the time, there are not many of them now, but the anti-Japanese war dramas are like superheroes for young people, domineering CEOs for girls, and refreshing dramas for many middle-aged and elderly men, and there is still a certain market.

Their teacher Wang is a top screenwriter in this niche field.

No worries about projects.

But——

Lao Bian was filled with regret.

Because he had also submitted scripts to TV stations, and this was the first project he had rejected.

His TV series as a screenwriter had also won awards, but I don’t know when this era no longer belonged to middle-aged screenwriters in their forties and fifties.

It’s not to blame anyone.

I can only say that I’m not strong enough.

When the big IP era and the streaming media era came like a tide, I didn’t keep up with the pace of the times.

In this era, the IP system replaced the screenwriter system, and platform-made dramas became a major trend. The platform would only look for top editors for good projects, and for small projects, it would look for low-cost novice screenwriters. Middle-aged screenwriters are gradually marginalized because of the lack of moats.

He was still lucky.

The friend in front of him was also a screenwriter, and now he runs an online car-hailing service to support his children to go to college. .

“Ah.”

At dusk, a roadside fly shop.

He clinked his glass with his friend and said, "If it doesn't work, we can only give the script to Good Dream Media."

Good Dream Media received a platform project. They wanted to use Lao Bian's script, but they didn't give the right to publish it. That is to say, except for filming a TV series, the script cannot be published on any platform. Lao Bian even felt that they might not give him the right to sign because there was a hidden clause in the contract, which was why he didn't agree at the first time.

Online car-hailing: "Who did Kyoto TV give this project to?"

Lao Bian: "Jiang Yang."

"Hey!"

Online car-hailing took a sip of wine: "Why is he fighting for this."

"If it's not him, it will be someone else."

Lao Bian took a sip of wine: "My hope was not big, but I just tried my best."

He is not jealous.

On the contrary.

He envied Jiang Yang: "In the entire film and television industry ecosystem at home and abroad, he is the only one who truly has a drama-centered system."

It is a film and television production model centered on the script.

"Really."

The online car-hailing company looked envious: "Who the hell dares to deprive Jiang Yang of his right to publish and his right to sign? The big devil will kill him!"

Not only that.

Lao Bian heard rumors in the circle that in the crew of The Silent Truth, an actor changed the script without authorization, and the producer directly retorted, "If you can shoot, shoot, if you can't shoot, leave." He would rather reshoot the actor's part than allow the actor to change the script.

Even--

"I heard that they joined the crew after the script was finalized. After joining the crew, even the director and the producer had to report to the higher-ups if they wanted to change the script again. They had to have sufficient reasons to convince a temporary screenwriter committee before handing it over to Jiang Yang."

In the industry.

There are few domestic screenwriters who have not had their scripts changed.

The director said nothing.

Even--

The actors also brought the screenwriter into the crew and changed the script and added scenes for themselves on the spot.

Jiang Yang's plot of having to report to change the script sounds like a cool story for screenwriters.

So——

In the screenwriter circle, the screenwriters envy Jiang Yang the most, not the successful screenwriters, but Jiang Yang. This grandson is so fucking lucky. He became a grandfather as soon as he debuted, and he didn't have to be a grandson in the crew or industry at all.

Lao Bian: "This is the importance of marrying a good wife."

"Yes."

The online car-hailing said faintly.

×××

Jiang Yang, who doesn't act like a grandson, doesn't act like a human being now.

He stood in front of the sweeping robot, and he turned wherever the robot turned, making the sweeping robot turn around.

"Don't tease it."

Li Qingning patted Jiang Yang's shoulder: "Let's go."

She finally had some free time, and took the time to go shopping with Jiang Yang, and also buy some things for the upcoming Spring Festival.

"Okay."

Jiang Yang let the robot go, got up and put on his down jacket, and went out happily with Li Qingning.

Li Qingning drove the car.

They went to the supermarket first to buy some ingredients.

When they wandered to the seafood section, while Li Qingning was selecting fish, Jiang Yang spent most of the day looking at a king crab weighing more than 10 kilograms through the glass.

Its claws were huge.

Li Qingning came over: “Want to eat it?”

“We——”

Jiang Yang looked back at Li Qingning: “Buy it back as a pet.”

He took out a bag of walnuts bought in the dried fruit section from the shopping cart, “These claws, I can save walnut claws if I buy them back.” He thought the king crab should be placed in the dried fruit section, “This way, it can do two jobs with one crab, and the walnut kernels and other things can be sold for money.”

Li Qingning:......

A passerby who happened to hear her say:...

Capitalists will cry when they hear this. If we hang street lights, this young man deserves to have one on Mount Everest.

The staff nearby heard this and wanted to laugh but held it back.

Jiang Yang didn't think it was anything.

He is the devil's husband. Even if he does ridiculous things again, others will not call him a fool. Instead, they will call him charming. As the saying goes, anyone who is favored has no fear. After all, this staff member He just asked his wife to sign it.

"It really is--"

Li Qingning and Jiang Yang looked at each other, "Buy one and try it out?"

Passerby:......

She stopped and looked at the two people who were eager to try, and suddenly thought of her wife.

My wife also used chopsticks to let crab claws cut things, which made him nag a few words about not doing business.

His wife is also like this young man. He often comes up with some weird ideas and does some unconventional things. When he was young, he blew up alley toilets. When he got older, he took care of his granddaughter and openly made up for the fact that he had never played a carousel when he was young. Little Train's regret was that his granddaughter didn't want to play, so he encouraged her to play. Oh, by the way, he even gave her a bouquet of roses on Valentine's Day last year.

She said to him at that time: "What's the use of buying this? It doesn't provide food or drink."

but--

She was quite happy.

so--

The more women know how to live, the more they say what they mean. They say they don't like flowers, but they just feel sorry for men that it's not easy to make money.

My wife passed away last year.

Birth, old age, illness and death are inevitable.

Her only regret was that she didn't go "crazy" with him like this girl, but instead held him and tried to pull him.

Think about it now.

A person lives his whole life without affecting others. Even if others think he is mentally ill, it doesn't matter, as long as he is happy.

The passerby's grandmother looked across Jiangyang and seemed to see her husband lying there.

He must appreciate the boy's whimsical idea here.

When passers-by took a look at Grandma, the staff had already packed the king crabs with water in fresh boxes and would send them out later. While Jiang Yang pushed the shopping cart, the two of them continued to buy other things.

The passerby's grandmother followed them, sniffing the traces of memory.

Occasionally, in order not to be too deliberate, she would go around and meet them head-on again, looking at them. The woman was wearing a mask and a hat. Only her emerald earrings flashed when she turned towards the man, and she looked at the boy with her smiling eyes.

Always felt--

If my wife were here, she would stand with her and watch with relish.

then.

The passerby’s grandma turned around——

She saw many people quietly following behind her, and some people were secretly filming the couple with their mobile phones.

The passerby’s grandma turned around.

Then--

She saw Jiang Yang secretly stuffing a can of Coke into the pocket of his down jacket. When it was time to check out, Li Qingning went to the front, while Jiang Yang put the contents of the shopping cart in the back, taking the opportunity to take the Coke out of his pocket and put it on.

The waiter took it, scanned it and put it in the front. Li Qingning, who was cleaning up, looked at Jiang Yang doubtfully.

"Huh?"

Jiang Yang: "When did this Coke come in?"

He looked back innocently, and saw everyone behind him looking at him while paying or not.

There was also an old lady looking at him with a smile.

But the focus of his gaze was obviously not in this time and space.

Jiang Yang smiled sheepishly at her.

After checking out, he picked up his shopping bag and left with Li Qingning.

Passers-by check out at the back.

When she came out of the checkout, she happened to see the staff putting the king crab in the trunk of the car. After thanking her, the couple got in the car and drove away, leaving her with a patch of sunset and the evening breeze, holding her in her arms in the cold winter. There was a blast of warmth from his presence.

The passerby grandma looked back.

It's almost Valentine's Day again.

she thinks.

She turned around and was about to go back when she saw the person who had been secretly photographing the couple just now. He hurriedly walked out and passed by: "Quick, follow me quickly. The big devil drove away. She has been in a good mood these two days. It’s earned when you arrive.”

The big devil.

The passerby’s grandmother silently recited something.