Chapter 258 Decisive Battle Weapons

Li Zhixian waved her hand and unfolded the material scroll, and opened and closed the automatic writing brush. The content of the trip to Geyu on the scroll was greatly deleted by her and changed beyond recognition.

I saw that Sun Xunqiao was promoted to the leading actor by The Wire, and Liang De was robbed of his role. The scenes in the film were deleted whenever possible, and they were wiped out by Brother Xian's giant pen like a rafter and turned into a green leaf in the supporting role.

After the editing, not only did Liang De lose his face, but the credit for developing wheat seeds and eradicating the virus at the end of the trip was also given to Sun Xunqiao.

Li Zhixian threw the pen away happily, grabbed both ends of the scroll with both hands, and thrust the cut new work in front of Liang De.

"Delete unnecessary scenes, weaken insignificant supporting characters, and highlight key characters. It will look much better this way!"

Extra scenes?

You simply deleted my scene!

What do you mean, I’m box office poison?

Absolutely ridiculous!

Didn’t I star in the last three-star rated masterpiece?

Liang De put on a sad expression and sighed:

"Brother Xian, in your eyes, the trip to Geyu is just a piece of material, but to me, it is a real life.

Our artistic creation must also be based on objective reality.

We should respect some real people and not distort history and deprive them of their great achievements.

Even if we don’t talk about the social responsibility of the creator, from a business point of view, the operation of temporarily changing the male protagonist is..."

"Lao Liang, don't think about being a leading actor."

Li Zhixian waved his hand to reject it like a veteran cadre, and said:

"The male protagonist in every movie has the last name Liang, do you think you are Wong Kar-Wai?

There is a reason why I made your senior brother the protagonist.

As the main body of the material, Journey to the Grid is too thin, like a single-layer roll paper provided in a public restroom. It is so weak that it can be broken by a blow.

But if the main body of the material is replaced by Sun Xunqiao's love story, and only the trip to Geyu is used as the prelude to the story, and the professional elements of the chef competition are added, the length, breadth and thickness of this toilet paper will be completely different. "

It sounds reasonable, but...

"I will not test my senior brother's love for a piece of toilet paper. This goes against my principles as a human being." Liang De was upright and his thoughts were spinning.

Sun Gou was just fantasizing about being lost in love, but the warrior light meal meal he made was already heartbreaking.

It is said that among the more than 900 people who ordered food from him, only the senior sister and that person remained calm. Most of the others cried so hard that even some strong men who cultivated their souls had red eyes.

If Sun Gou completely slips into the dark world of cooking because of the test of true love, Liang De will be beaten up by everyone in Sheng Wuxu Private High School for the second time.

It's not that I'm a coward, but it's not necessary.

"Who asked you to test his love? You became Cupid with a lead arrow, and everyone looked like a target. You wouldn't have become a true fan of Tai Changguo, right?"

Li Zhixian put away the material scroll and threw part of the internal information on Thunder Bluff that he had obtained from his aunt during this period on the wall.

"If you want to get a three-star rating or above, you must meet Taichang's essential needs and find interesting stories for him in all walks of life on both sides of the Taiwan Strait.

Spreading cuckold anxiety is Tai Chenggong’s main interest. He has lived for so long, and this is the field he is most familiar with. What kind of tricks can you do to test true love, which is better than the fantasy of those senior people who started at level 15 in the palace bar? Fist?

Last time, we took advantage of the fact that Kukai was in a good mood after his return, which was a wave of invisible benefits.

Judging from internal data, the first batch of fantasy materials submitted after Tai Chengzong took over did not have an evaluation lower than two stars, but the evaluation distribution of the second batch of materials returned to normal.

In my opinion, it’s enough to get basic points for doing Sony Ericsson tasks. The key is the quality of the story.

You have to accompany your senior brother to the competition anyway, and take notes of the entire process.

I'll wait for you to come back and reconstruct the material. This time we'll fight for the best.

Hey, Lao Liang, what are you doing during working hours? "

Li Zhixian smashed a pillow in dissatisfaction, causing Liang De and the heavy sofa he was sitting on to move back more than a meter.

Liang De grabbed the pillow and stood up, "I understand, then wait until I come back from Baichuanhaiji before handing in the materials."

"I have sent all the relevant requirements to your email. Don't mess around on your own. Read two more professional books on creative writing when you have time. They are on the bookshelf in the living room."

Li Zhixian stretched out his hand and pointed, "From left to right, from beginners to beginners to professionals, in the order I put them, you should start with "Save the Cat"."

"Okay, okay, okay, okay, I will."

Li Zhixian, you have changed!

You actually put so many work requirements on me, you were never like this before!

Liang De took the book and returned to the kitchen in the different space. Sun Xunqiao still looked like he was overloaded and not sober.

Not to mention developing new dishes, he has transformed the kitchen into a study room. The newly minted martial arts novelist Sun Xunqiao is writing at his desk. Twenty-two volumes of manuscripts have been written on the left hand side. It is still high to be the earthen jar used to make Buddha jump over the wall.

"Senior brother, when we are tired from writing novels, why don't we cook something to entertain ourselves?"

"If you wait any longer, I will finish writing the twenty-third volume.

Hahahahaha, writing novels is so fun. I, Sun Xunqiao, will become a god with one book this time! "

Liang De was waiting beside him. Teacher Sun Xunqiao changed his manuscript several times. The twenty-third volume of his debut work was still unfinished, and he was deeply confused.

It seemed that thousands of lovesickness had taken a toll on his martial arts soul that was far beyond imagination and could not be recovered in a short time.

Liang De played with his phone for a long time while lying on the book given by Li Zhixian. Before the 23rd volume was finished, he received a text message from the cross-border express delivery.

"Zhongzheng Express... It should be the final weapon prepared by Brother Gui that has arrived."

Liang De returned to the living room, opened the portal within the realm, and stepped into the cross-border logistics center of Thunder Bluff in World 415.

The people who transport cross-border packages are all realm walkers, and the wages are high.

In the world where cross-border organizations are stationed, if it is not extremely urgent and very rich, no one will let them deliver the goods to their door. They will let them drop it at the logistics center and pick it up by themselves.

Liang De reached out in the dark cross-border logistics center and touched a black-gilled pufferfish that looked like a thorn ball. The whole fish was puffy, and it was not a good-tempered fish at first glance.

He shook the password sent by Zhongzheng Express on his mobile phone in the eyes of the pufferfish, and the pufferfish, which was ready to explode at any time, let go of the five anger in his chest, and went back into the darkness to carry a small package back.

Liang De opened the package and saw a white towel in the big red gift box.

What kind of final battle weapon is this? This is the first surrender weapon!

He picked up the towel and shook it with disdain. A brilliant golden light gushed out of the towel like a fountain. For a moment, Liang De seemed to hear the compact and dense sound of gongs and cymbals and the roar of dragons.

Mr. Liang's miscellaneous soul was surrounded by the light of the towel. Lightning and thunder flashed in his sea of ​​consciousness. He felt like he was floating in the air. A strong impulse surged in his heart. He couldn't help but shout out loud.

"It's delicious!"

To Be Contined