In the Beijing University dormitory, Li Ye wrote a manuscript in front of the window, and Sun Xianjin came over and placed a stack of application books in front of him.

"Brother, look at these application forms to see if there is anything that will satisfy you."

Li Ye pinched the thickness of the application form and smiled and said, "It's only been a few days, why are there so many more? Didn't you post an announcement and no new recruits this year?"

Because of the "Lonely Army in the Countryside", the Lonely Army Literature Society received a large number of applications from students to join the company, so Li Ye had to post an announcement that he would not recruit new people this year, but it seems that it is not very effective now.

"If the announcement works? What do you need dollars to do? What do you need movie stars to do?"

Sun Xianjin lay down on the bed next to him and said weakly: "You have been hiding for peace these days, but I have suffered.

They are all the wise and talented generals of Kong Ming, as if I would not allow them to join the club today, and I should be locked up tomorrow to reflect on what kind of sin I committed.

But when they see what they write, they are not much better than their father. If we take them in, we will just have one more penny.”

"What does it mean to hide from quietness?" Li Ye said with a funny look: "Aren't I calm down and looking for inspiration? Do I understand the inspiration?"

"I understand the inspiration, but I don't understand the inspiration."

Sun Xianjin turned over and looked at Li Ye with admiration and helplessness: "We have known each other for more than a year, and I have never seen you have lacked inspiration. As long as you want it, it feels like taking a scoop out of your mind, scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one scoop one

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"You scoop one scoop at a time. Do you think you scoop water from the water tank?"

Li Ye laughed and scolded, and then said, "Don't complain. Although you are busy and tired in the literary club these days, you have gained a lot, right? Just your verbal skills are just rising."

"How can I not grow up? I've been slapping with a group of people all day long, and I drink two big jars of water a day."

Sun Xianjin complained again, and then said, "By the way, brother, there is another thing. Since the day before yesterday, those actors have not come to exchange scripts with us.

The fourth and seventh brothers were still muttering today, saying that you had neglected others, which made everyone not have time to communicate more with them, and they still don’t know if there is any opportunity to communicate in the future.”

The fourth brother Zhou Zhihe and the seventh brother Ge Linshen are all students who have participated in the writing of "Lonely Army in the Countryside". This time, Pan Hong, Xiao Nie, and the screenwriter of the Shanghai Film Factory came to exchange scripts, and the two cooperated with each other with great enthusiasm.

But if you look like Pan Hong and Xiao Nie, you have seen many boys who admire them since childhood, and you can naturally see the hormone sparks in the eyes of the two of you.

So after not seeing Li Ye for several consecutive days, he naturally stopped coming.

Li Ye couldn't help saying, "Don't they know it's annoying? You should find a screenwriter to communicate with the actresses all day long?"

Sun Xianjin curled his lips and said, "You can say this and say it works. If I say it, Lao Si and Lao Qi can be anxious with me. They have used half a box of oil these days, and they borrowed my pants. They are so charming."

"No matter how sexy the money is, it's useless," Li Ye pushed the application form and said, "The people from the film factory probably won't come again in the future. Just tell them that they will lose their hearts!

If you have the intention to improve your professional courses, the fourth brother almost failed the exam last semester, right?"

Sun Xianjin said in surprise: "Not coming? Why? Have you received the notice?"

Li Ye said lightly: "I may think we don't need it anymore!"

After several days of secret competition, several film factories finally showed up with Pei Wencong and showed their final bottom line.

Pei Wencong also formed a film and television team and began to enter formal cooperation negotiations. So how much value can Li Ye be left as the "intermediary"?

Sun Xianjin was stunned and nodded, "It's good that way. Our main task is literary creation. In recent days, the literary clubs are full of people. Who has the heart to write words?"

"Have a meeting tonight and discuss the next arrangement."

"Okay! I'll inform you now."

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In the evening, Li Ye came to the Gujun Literature Club and unexpectedly discovered that Director Xiong from Chang'an Film Factory was also there.

Li Ye said in confusion: "Director Xiong, are you having something to do?"

Director Xiong smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just that the factory has sent some local specialties. I thought that I always come here to trouble you these days, so I took some to give you some to try."

At this time, Li Ye noticed that there were two large linen bags behind Director Xiong, full of things.

"No, Director Xiong, you are too polite!" Li Ye said with a smile: "We haven't helped much these days. How embarrassed you are."

"What does it mean to not help? If you can write the novel, it is to help us a lot."

Director Xiong sighed and said very realistically: "No matter who is going to film "Lonely Army in the Countryside", will there be Chang'an City in the end?"

"Now we can't compete with the coast, but as long as the movie is broadcast, will everyone know that Chang'an was once glorious more than a thousand years ago?"

Li Ye nodded slowly and said, "Yes, Chang'an was once the greatest and most prosperous city in the world."

"Hey, that's it!"

Director Xiong slapped his thigh and said happily: "So, as long as this movie starts filming, we won't lose money."

Li Ye smiled and said, "It's not a loss."

"Then I'm leaving. This is my phone number and address. I will definitely come to me when I go to Chang'an in the future. In addition, our factory said that in the future, I will send local specialties to the literary club every year. It's not worth much money. Don't just dislike it."

Director Xiong grinned and turned around and said goodbye and left.

Li Ye asked Sun Xianjin and others to open the sack and found that it was filled with walnuts, dates, air-dried chicken and other side foods.

Don’t underestimate these little things. In 1983, it was far from enough materials.

Want to eat egg yolk pie? Want to eat Oreo?

Are you thinking about nothing?

It’s just a pleasure to have snacks like walnuts and jujubes.
Chapter completed!