Chapter 591 What... (1)

April 9th.

Gu Xue went to Hashimoto Ai's agency and met with the producer of the film project.

at the same time.

The director of the original film project, Jiro Nakamori, was on the phone with the director of photography, whom he had known for a long time and had collaborated with many times.

"Director Jiro Nakamori, it's not that I don't want to! But the problem is that I have already taken over the job. If you had called earlier, it would have been okay if you called a few days ago, but now that the plans have been restarted, I really have no choice."

On the other end of the phone, the director of photography named Ono Dahiro said helplessly.

He also didn't expect that with a good movie project, the director would leave immediately if he said he was leaving.

After leaving his job, he would suddenly contact me and ask him to take his team to the new crew...

You were the one who invited me to join the crew, and you are the one who invites me to change jobs now.

What is this?

"So the movie has found a new director? Who is it?"

Nakamori Jiro frowned when he heard Ono Dahiran's words.

Generally, famous photography directors have their own teams, and directors usually choose a fixed photography director and teamwork. After all, they are familiar with each other and do not need to get used to it again.

Another reason is that joining a good photography team can actually increase the actors' confidence in the film.

And Ono Daihiro is a well-known photography director. His team is very excellent. Nakamori Jiro has worked with him many times and it was very pleasant.

This time he found Ono Dahiro, and originally thought that the other party would immediately agree to his invitation, but unexpectedly, the other party refused because the original movie plan had been restarted.

Is this like shooting yourself in the foot?

"I did find it, but you probably don't know it. I heard that he is very young, only in his twenties, and he came over to direct. It's just nonsense." Ono Dakan's tone on the other end of the phone was a little helpless, and at the same time mixed with a little... dissatisfied.

"Then why don't you come over?"

Jiro Nakamori heard the dissatisfaction in his tone and began to persuade again: "That kind of script is a waste of your talents."

"It's too much to waste talent... Besides, the script has been changed."

"changed?"

"Yes, the script has been revised. The young supervisor came into the group with the script." Ono Dahiro explained, "As for me, I really have no choice. Director Jiro Nakamori, I am different from you. , as you know, the filming was about to start at that time, and I had already signed the employment contract, how could I leave now."

Jiro Nakamori: "..."

"If you really insist, maybe you can talk there?" Hearing Jiro Nakamori's silence, Ono Dahiro thought about it and made a suggestion.

Nakamori Jiro was silent for a moment and replied: "...Okay, let me ask."

"Then I'll wait for your news." Ono Dakuan replied.

Then, he hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Jiro Nakamori looked at his phone and fell into deep thought.

The main reason why he will terminate the contract this time is indeed because of the script, and the secondary reason is because of the idol Hashimoto Ai.

He didn't feel that this movie could turn decay into magic in his own hands, so when he found that he was unable to change the status quo and a more attractive job came to his door, he immediately asked to terminate the contract.

Of course, such a reason cannot be given, and it is unreasonable to terminate the contract with such a reason, so he held on to the fact that Hashimoto Ai stayed up late and was not professional, occupied the righteousness, and forcibly terminated the contract.

But his move greatly offended the agency behind Ai Hashimoto and his old friend.

After all, her daughter will explode no matter how good her temper is when she is accused.

Should we contact the other party to fish out the photography director we have worked with for a long time?

Jiro Nakamori is thinking about this issue.

He thought about it for a long time.

Finally, I made up my mind to talk to my old friend.

Of course, he didn't call directly, but planned to send a message to his old friend to find out more.

Open the communication software.

Jiro Nakamori found a contact named Mr. Hashimoto.

I was planning to send a message.

But before his message was sent, the message from the other side came over.

What the other party sent was an attachment.

[Script: "Love Letter"]

Jiro Nakamori released the voice button, looked at the attachment, and frowned.

What's the meaning?

Send me the script and want me to re-direct?

late!

How many times have I said this before!

The script is not good and needs to be changed. It has always been treated as a fart, and now you want to retain it?

Nakamori Jiro twitched his lips.

He wanted to squirt at the other person, but he held it back when he thought that he still had something to ask for from the other person.

He clicked on the script sent by the other party and planned to read it casually.

This is a great topic and conversation starter.

It was given by the other party, so don’t use it and waste it.

Find some small problems, raise them, then decline the invitation from the other side, and then bring up the matter of photography director Ono Ohiro.

Perfect.

Everything is calculated.

Nakamori Jiro smiled slightly, and then he lowered his head and read the script called "Love Letter".

He watched this for more than ten minutes...

When Nakamori Jiro raised his head again, his expression was a little dazed.

He slid the script back to the first page, glanced at the scriptwriter's name, took a deep breath, and lowered his head again.

This time, his expression was much more serious.

Almost twenty minutes later.

Nakamori Jiro forgot everything except turning the pages. He forgot everything about what he was going to do next, what he wanted to say to Director Hashimoto, and what happened to Ono Ohiro.

After almost half an hour passed, Jiro Nakamori saw the last page of the script, just like everyone who had read the script.

He froze and his eyes turned red.

His specific feelings about this story are actually deeper than those of Ms. Endo and Mr. Hashimoto.

Because he is the director.

Jiro Nakamori looked at the last page of the script for a long time.

After finally regaining consciousness, he took a deep breath and immediately dialed the number of Mr. Hashimoto.

The call was answered quickly.

But Nakamori Jiro didn't talk about the director of photography, nor did he find fault. Instead, he said seriously: "Hashimoto, I promise you, please let me go back to direct this movie. Please let me do it!"

Manager Hashimoto on the other end of the phone seemed a little confused: "What?"

Nakamori Jiro said: "I was moved by the script of "Love Letter". What happened last time was my problem..."

"Ah, you're talking about love letters."

On the other end of the phone, Mr. Hashimoto interrupted Nakamori Jiro with a very exaggerated voice, and then said: "Sorry, we are not filming this. The movie already has a director, so I just sent it to you for a look."

Nakamori Jiro: "...!?"

…

the other side.

Hashimoto Ai's agency.

Gu Xue looked at Hashimoto Ai's father, Hashimoto Ai's father, who suddenly started speaking in an aria and looked like he needed a beating. There was a question mark on his head.

This time she had no intention of visiting the manager, Hashimoto, but the manager wanted to see her. She thought something was wrong, but when she ran over to take a look, she found out that it was a trivial matter. He wanted to " The script of "Love Letter" was sent to a friend to read...

This was not a big deal, so Gu Xue didn't think much about it and quickly agreed.

And then things turned out like this.

The Hashimoto executive suddenly received a phone call. He looked like he wanted to be beaten and started to get angry.

From where Gu Xue stood, she could vaguely hear the person who was talking to Hashimoto's manager roaring.

It seems to be asking who wrote the script.

But Executive Hashimoto had already hung up the phone.

"Director Hashimoto, what are you..."

"Supervisor Gu Xue."

Manager Hashimoto hung up the phone and looked at Gu Xue with a kind smile on his face.

"You are really my lucky star. I will leave the movie to you. I can rest assured!"

Gu Xue: "???"

what……