Chapter 44 A Mistake

In theory, Pu Jie should have watched the show on site in the afternoon.

After all, it was a small crew, so casting was quick. A few candidates would be decided this afternoon, and each person would be given a script to go back and prepare. When they came to act tomorrow, the director would have a rough idea.

The rest was to combine the opinions of the director and screenwriter, and symbolically ask the original author for his opinion.

It would take about 3 days to decide on these roles.

But Pu Jie had to write every day. Yesterday, he received Wei Fan and two screenwriters, and in the evening, he went out with Jiang Yuhan and Zhu Yinyin for a meal.

All the manuscripts in his pocket were used.

He had to write today. As a self-righteous online writer, Pu Jie would not allow himself to stop writing!

After handing the two people over to the crew, Pu Jie went straight to the library.

"It's time to buy a computer and get a good keyboard."

While thinking, Pu Jie took out his mobile phone and ordered a 6,000 yuan thin and light notebook and a 1,000 yuan electrostatic capacitive keyboard from JD.com in this world.

It was enough to write, watch dramas, and play LOL.

Personal assets - 7000.

In addition to the few days he went out with Jiang Yuhan during the Chinese New Year, Pu Jie now has only 10,000 yuan left in his pocket.

"Fuck! The royalties are gone? No, I have to withdraw the 2.17 million in the system, otherwise life will be too tight."

I don't even dare to choose a good hotel.

Thinking of this, Pu Jie was very motivated and wanted to arrange 10 plots for Liu Ergou immediately and finish them in one go.

This book requires more than 1.5 million words. According to Pu Jie's average speed of updating 10,000 words a day, it should take 5 months.

It will be done almost before the summer vacation.

"It's a good start. Keep up the level next. In theory, it won't be a problem to get more than 500,000 subsidies."

Casting scene of the crew.

Wei Fan sat in the director's chair and looked at the girl named Zhu Yinyin in front of him.

He shook his head slightly.

It didn't match the temperament of the heroine Xiaotong he wanted. She didn't look like a punching bag or a unlucky person at all.

She is so beautiful and delicate that men would not want to protect her when they see her, but would want to conquer her.

This feeling is not right.

Even if she tried her best to perform the cute and pitiful Xiaotong, it still looked a bit weird.

In other words, in terms of appearance and temperament, Zhu Yinyin was passed.

But the assistant director just told him that this person was introduced by Pu Jie.

Although he didn't say that he must take care of her, it's not good to let her go directly.

"Well, take a script, and try to act a part with makeup tomorrow."

"Thank you, director."

Zhu Yinyin took a short script, and her face fell after she went out. She had been observing the director's face and knew that he was not satisfied with her conditions.

She took another look at the girls queuing outside, and they really looked more like Xiaotong than her.

She thought so herself.

"It seems that they kept me for another round because of Pu Jie's face."

But she was not ready to give up. She went back to prepare well and figure out the role at night. Maybe there would be a chance.

"It would be great if Pu Jie was the chief screenwriter, so that he could directly appoint me as the internal screenwriter."

She understood the unspoken rules of the industry. She had an opportunity in front of her before, but she didn't cherish it. Now she wants to seize it.

After interviewing the female lead, she started interviewing the female supporting role.

There weren't many roles anyway, so Wei Fan was watching them personally.

The first one to come was Jiang Yuhan.

After watching her performance, Wei Fan was thoughtful.

The school computer room.

Pu Jie took a look at the comments in the background, and there was no increase today.

What is it like to write a book without feedback?

Pu Jie was afraid of this feeling, because it would make him feel like he was always typing alone.

It was as if he was abandoned by readers all over the world.

There were only a few hundred subscriptions, and few people talked. When he was writing, a group of people suddenly left, and they didn't say why they left. They just stopped reading.

So when Pu Jie first started writing books in his previous life, he often asked authors to read his novels.

Later, he found that this was completely useless.

The level of the authors he could find was at the same level as him. What ability did they have?

If they could also write a good novel, they would not fail like him.

It's pure self-deception.

If you ask a great writer to help you, it's not bad, but he's a loser and can't talk to the great writers. Why should I read his crappy books? He has time to write one more chapter or play two games, so why not?

Now, with the system.

Pu Jie was still panicked when he saw no comments from readers.

"Fuck. You guys should praise me a little. Tell me where I wrote well, and I'll improve it. Why do you keep subscribing? And you don't say a word?"

Pu Jie's subscription is very stable.

He has to find a way to poison this wave of people, but few people say anything, which makes him very angry!

And those who leave comments and scold him in the comment area have not subscribed, and are not his research objects.

Although he has done a good job in poisoning now, he still wants to do better.

To prevent any accidents in the remaining 4 months.

"As long as Xiaoxing doesn't recommend it, these 180 people will be fine if they subscribe until they die."

But he actually knows that this is a hidden danger.

A big hidden danger!

This type of reader is a die-hard fan. Those who like the book will keep on enjoying it, and those who don’t like the book will abandon it at the beginning.

Once this accumulates, it will be a problem.

But he had no good idea, and he didn't know what the readers who liked this book thought, so he could only continue writing according to his own ideas.

Every time he thought about the whole sexy thing and showed it off, he would be warned by the system and could only write it down seriously.

We can't have a meteorite hit the protagonist, develop super powers, penetrate all the women in the village, slap the dragon king named Long Aotian in the big city in the face, and then dominate the world, right?

This is too ridiculous!

He sets the basis of the story at the beginning, and he must complete the story according to his own level. This is the principle of the system.

Therefore, even though he writes so much every day, his writing speed is not slow, but there is no intentional water mark, and it is all at a real level.

"Ah~~it's done!"

Pu Jie wrote 12,000 words today, sent out 10,000, and left 2,000 in deposit.

Yesterday he consumed his only 10,000 manuscripts, and now he has to slowly replenish them.

While ensuring that he takes several professional classes every day, he earns 12,000 a day, which is already reaching the limit.

"Would you like to hang out on the set?"

Pu Jie thought for a while, there was no need, it was getting late now, it would be past 9 o'clock to have dinner.

Maybe it's the time when the actresses go to the director to "discuss the script."

"Yuhan has already told her to prepare for a live performance tomorrow, so there should be no problem. I have only recommended her for the role. She will definitely be given the role."

Wei Fan is an open-minded person, so if you have any questions, you will definitely talk to him.

"Since you don't say anything, it must be stable."

Pu Jie felt happy at the thought of having Jiang Yuhan play a role in his book.

"It's a pity that the copyright of this book "The Scoundrel Doctor" cannot be sold, otherwise it can be reproduced again."