"Wen Si! What's going on? Why did that novel and website come out so quickly? That's allusion to the Ming Dynasty! It's too light to just seal it for one day, right?"

After Jiang Huaiyi learned that "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" and the lifting of the ban on Youjian Qi, he immediately called Wen Lianggong from the General Administration of Media. In his tone of questioning, he was still thinking about how to force that kid to submit! Before he could think of this idea, the book and website were lifted. How could he play it?

"Mr. Jiang! Don't harm me! Our director said that, I dare to continue to block the book and website? Please ask Mr. Jiang for something similar next time. First find out the other party's background before telling me if it's OK? Do you want to kill me?"

Jiang Huaiyi: "What? I can't do it? I've investigated that kid was born in a petty-city family! The family has no deep background. Besides, how could your director know about this?"

Wen Lianggong: "How do I know? OK, Mr. Jiang! I have no choice but to do this matter. If you have the ability, go and tell our director! I can't help! I don't want to get involved in this matter anymore!"

"Dudu...Dudu..."

Wen Lianggong hung up the phone, and Jiang Huaiyi was still a little unresponsive.↗,

Slowly taking the phone away from his ear, Jiang Huaiyi muttered in confusion: "Will that old boy Wen Lianggong be fooling me, right? How could their director notice such a small thing?"

A young female secretary was standing respectfully in front of Jiang Huaiyi's desk, with her two bare hands crossing her lower abdomen, and she said softly: "Mr. Jiang! If you're fine, I'll go out first?"

It was she who came to report this to Jiang Huaiyi just now. Otherwise, as Jiang Huaiyi's identity, how could she be watching a novel and a banned station all day long?

Her voice reminded Jiang Huaiyi. When Jiang Huaiyi heard this, he looked up at her and said, "Xiao Zhao! I remember you just now, you said to me that the boy announced that the novel will not be written for the time being?"

The female secretary Xiao Zhao smiled and nodded: "Yes! Mr. Jiang."

After receiving a positive answer, Jiang Huaiyi touched his chin, smiled and said, "Very good! Xiao Zhao! This matter is left to you! Since that kid will not write that book for the time being, then try to get his new book contract. If he has no idea of ​​writing a new book in the near future, try to persuade him! I think since he can write a work of "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer", the quality of his new book should not be much worse! Go! Be sure to win it down for me!"

The smile on the female secretary Xiao Zhao's face froze, and she felt a little embarrassed, but when faced with Jiang Huaiyi's gaze, she still responded with a bit of bullet.

After the female secretary left, Jiang Huaiyi's smile even more. He suddenly stopped getting angry. The publication of "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" was signed to Jiuzhou to study, and he could not get it. Since the kid has not written "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" for the time being, it means that his goal has also been achieved. Although the process of achieving this goal is not much the same as he expected, as long as the goal is achieved, it is enough.

...

“Don’t write anymore?”

At the dining table of a townhouse in Lanting Villa, Guangzhou, a fat man in his early forties was eating while holding his mobile phone to watch things. The screen of the mobile phone was showing the page of "Swordsman" with sword energy.

What he was reading was the announcement that Wang Qin made his own decision to issue for Zhao Yan.

The fat man is only about 1.6 meters tall, with fat heads and ears, thick legs and big belly. If the fat on his neck is cut off with a knife, it will be at least several kilograms.

During this time, most parts of the Ming Dynasty were already very cold. But there was no chill in Guangzhou. If it was noon and if there was the sun, the temperature might be comparable to summer. It was not uncommon for people wearing short-sleeved sleeves on the street.

So, the fat man was wearing very thin clothes, a pair of sky blue trousers, a white and purple cotton shirt, and a big red vest on the outside of the shirt. His hair was not long and curly. But he had a thigh of goatee, which looked a bit funny and typical undressed, but his dress was a bit avant-garde. No normal office workers would dress like him.

In fact, he is indeed not an ordinary office worker.

The villa is beautiful and magnificent. The dining table is also a shiny marble table. A dining table is larger than many people's beds. If anyone who knows how to watch it, you can roughly estimate that this dining table is valuable and may cost tens of thousands.

However, he was the only one eating by the huge dining table, and the food was so simple that it was so simple that it was half a bowl of white rice, each with crystal clear grains. It was the best Thai fragrant rice, and the price was more than ten times that of ordinary rice.

Logically speaking, when eating such good rice, his dishes should be very rich, but in fact, there are only two small dishes in front of him, a plate of exquisitely crafted straw cucumbers, which is said to be one plate, but in fact there are only two dozen small cucumbers of length bent in the plate. You can see some fine garlic paste on the green small cucumbers, which are also green and green, like a work of art.

In addition, there is only a small plate of green vegetables, which are pure and beautiful.

But no matter how beautiful or exquisite it is, it cannot change the fact that there is only a plate of cucumber and a plate of vegetables on the dining table.

Maybe, this fat man is losing weight?

OK! None of these are the key points! The fat man stopped chopsticks, looked at the announcement on the phone screen and frowned with two short eyebrows, as if he was thinking about something. After thinking for a while, he suddenly withdrew from the announcement page of "Swordsman" and found a number called "Little Queer" from his mobile phone address book and dialed it out.

The phone went through very quickly.

"Hey? Director Huang! What are you telling me!"

A man's voice came from the phone, and he heard that he was younger.

Fatty Director Huang chewed the vegetables that he had not swallowed just now, and trembled with his rich double chin and said, "Little Que! Help me contact someone, well, it's a novelist... Boy! Help me contact him!"

Xiao Queer: "Ah? What did you say, Director Huang? Contact a boy who writes novels? Do you have any ideas? Well, by the way! What is the name of that boy? What is the novel he wrote?"

There seemed to be a crackling sound of the keyboard on the phone, and I don’t know if I was typing on the computer keyboard.

The chopsticks in Director Huang poked the rice in the bowl one after another, and said with a smile: "The book is called "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer", haha! Don't underestimate that boy. Although that kid is young, he is no longer an unknown person! Have you heard of "The Full Moon Scimitar" that Lin Fusheng is filming recently? The movie that Cai Xiaoming was assassinated after filming the stick!"

"Oh? Of course I know that movie! Director Huang! Who doesn't know about that movie now? Well, why? The boy you are talking about is the author of the movie "Full Moon Scimitar"?"

Director Huang: "Well, this kid is amazing! I recently wrote a new book called "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer". A few days ago, I was curious about it, so I searched for the original author of the movie adapted by Lin Fusheng...it was Shi Jian! Yes! It was Shi Jian! Then I found that the new book that kid was writing was far more popular than the "Full Moon Scimitar" that Lin Fusheng was adapting and filming. I have been reading it every day these days, and the story is very good! The writing style may not be as popular as Long Yin and

Guan Yingmao, you will know if you read it! Anyway, I like this book very much. Unfortunately, the General Administration of Media doesn’t know what to do. I insist that this book alluded to the Ming Dynasty. Not only did it block the book, but the website was also blocked, and even arrested the little kid in the police station. Anyway, the thing was a big deal, but the little kid, the book and that website were released today, but the little kid might be frightened. Today I issued an announcement saying that the book will not be written!"

"Director Huang! Wait! Wait! What exactly do you want to say? Can you go straight to the point? Haha, I feel a little tired when I hear it!"

The little Queer on the other end of the phone seemed to be very familiar with Director Huang, and couldn't help but interrupt the fat man.

"Well……"

The fat man choked, laughed and said, "Okay! Then I'll go straight to the topic. Listen well! Que'er! As soon as possible, it's best to contact me today! Tell him that he can continue to write this book, or just write it into a script for me. Well, the length is between 40 and 60 episodes! In short, tell him that he must write it for me, as for the reward... Que'er, you can just go with him! After the negotiation, please tell me to the copyright department of the company and let them sign the contract. Well, after the contract is signed, you will pay a little deposit to the kid! Give that kid some motivation! Well, do you understand Que'er?"

"Director Huang! Have you thought about it? I just heard you say that this book has not been finished yet! Are you sure you want him to write a script for you? What if the plot of the later part of this book is not outstanding?"

The fat man laughed again: "Haha! Que'er! Just go and do it! You don't need to consider this issue! Well, or you can tell that kid, if you write an episode of the script, you will send it over. If there is any problem with the plot, I will communicate with him again! This will be fine, right?"

Xiao Queer: "Okay! Are you sure it is the original author of the movie Lin Fusheng is filming?"

Fatty: "I'm sure and sure! Is there any problem with Que'er? I'm still having a meal!"

Xiao Que'er: "Haha, no problem, then Director Huang, you will continue to eat! You're dead!"

"Hang it!"

...

Huang Eucao, a famous costume martial arts TV series director of the Ming Dynasty, is 42 years old. His representative works include "The Ranger", "The Ranger 2", "The Ranger 3", "The Bearded Guest", "The Sword of the Middle Across". He is one of the gold medal TV series directors of the Southern Edai Media Group. This person belongs to an alien in the circle!

How to say it?

The reason why most TV directors have been filming TV series is because they are not capable enough to make movies and the company does not support them. In fact, some investors in Huang Eucao have long wanted to invest in him to make movies. His TV series style is very movie-like, but he just doesn't want to make movies. He has been hanging around in the TV series circle and enjoys it. (To be continued.)

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