Just like in his previous life, after he became a great director, he loved to shoot gunfight movies. Every time he wrote the script, he wrote it with enthusiasm, and it was as if he was pumped when filming.
"Then why didn't you apply for the mecha department?"
Conley thought darkly, if this person had applied for the Mecha Department, the first place would be his now.
He just wanted to concentrate on watching a mecha drill, either actual combat or various fancy performances, but Conley's chatter was as annoying as flies. Yu Jing couldn't bear it and waved his hand to drive away the flies: "Shut up, you are so annoying."
Conley turned around bitterly. He didn't know if the drama shown tonight was a costume drama. If it was a modern drama, he would definitely laugh at Yu Jing.
"Dear guests, as well as the audience watching the live broadcast, let us enjoy the short play [Model Couple] jointly produced by the Department of Directing and Performance..."
This is Yu Bai's script, and Yu Jing is full of energy.
Let him see what kind of script this little loser would write without the original owner sucking Yu Bai's blood.
Chapter 12
Model Couple is a modern romance drama.
The heroine Leng Ming is a newcomer who has just entered the entertainment industry. When she graduated, she was spotted by a talent scout and jumped into the entertainment industry. Because she refused to eat with investors, there is still no such person in the entertainment industry after three years.
A hero saved a beauty, and the heroine met the hero. Later, the hero, who was urged to get married by her parents, found her and asked the heroine to play the role of a one-year contract wife. Leng Mingben fell in love with the hero because the hero saved the beauty, and she was very happy. accepted.
Yu Jing mused that the theme of marriage first and love later is very common in love dramas, but if the script requires it to be missed, it means that the hero and heroine will not be together in the end.
How could they miss it?
In the play, we have fast forwarded to the two getting married.
With the CEO as her backer and a large amount of investment, the heroine finally received the script and played the role of the second female lead in a big production.
"I heard that the second female lead, Leng Ming, was brought in to join the cast, and even the lead female lead had to make way for her. The director is scratching his head to think of ways to add more scenes for her."
"Leng Ming...has she had any previous works?"
"No, I haven't had a single work in three years. If I hadn't gotten rich...heh."
Two staff members hid in the corner and muttered. Not far away was the pale heroine. Not only that, three years later, her acting skills were a mess. The director shouted five times within ten minutes of starting the movie.
Back home, Leng Ming knew that her husband had stomach problems and was not on time for three meals. She personally cooked porridge to nourish the stomach and waited for her husband to get off work.
She waited until the early hours of the morning, drowsily lying on the dining room table, and was awakened by the sound of the door opening. Her husband, smelling of alcohol, walked in and knocked her down without saying a word. During the struggle, the porridge she had carefully prepared was destroyed. turn.
Not only that, Leng Ming was overtly and covertly squeezed by the director and the female lead on the set during the day. She would cry loudly every time she came home. In order not to worry the male protagonist, she would wipe away her tears before the male protagonist got off work and pretend to be nothing. She takes care of her husband's daily life.
On this day, Leng Ming, who was mentally and physically exhausted, fainted and struggled to call the male protagonist before losing consciousness. Her husband in the meeting just glanced at her and ignored her.
Leng Ming lay on the cold floor. After fainting for three hours, she got up and called an ambulance.
The audience murmured dissatisfaction and scolded, and they were all aggrieved on behalf of the heroine, calling the male protagonist trash for how such a person could actually find a wife.
Yu Jing was at a loss.
Isn’t it just a classic piece of scumbag writing in the 21st century?
Yu Jing was still looking forward to the follow-up, but lost interest after seeing this. The final outcome of the scumbag article was either terminal illness or a car accident.
pick one of two.
He opened his palms, and there was a fish-shaped jade pendant in his palm. It was so popular during COS just now that the little girl bought it for him.
The jade pendant was thrown up high and spinning in mid-air. Its light green color looked like exploding fireworks under the lights of the auditorium, attracting the attention of several people nearby.
With a snap sound, the fish-shaped jade pendant fell into the slender fingers and was held firmly by the owner of the palm.
Conley, who was watching with gusto, frowned: "The skit is still going on on the stage. It's so disrespectful of you to do this. You have to watch it with a learning attitude."
"If the fish scales are upward, it means a car accident. If the fish scales are downward, it is a terminal illness. Do you want to take a guess?"
Conley rolled his eyes and ignored him completely.
No matter what disputes Yu Jing and Yu Bai have, Model Couple is a short drama worth learning from. Yu Jing clearly relies on his lovesickness to not take everyone seriously.
Arrogant and arrogant.
Sooner or later there will be times of hardship.
Yu Jing opened his palms, with the fish-scaled side of the jade pendant facing up. He squinted his eyes, like a child who found candy: "It was a car accident."
Near the end of the street, the male protagonist was finally moved by Leng Ming, and the two went on vacation sweetly. In the square where people were coming and going, the newly released movie of the heroine was being played. Someone nearby praised Leng Ming's acting skills and said they have improved very quickly.
The two looked at each other and smiled, and the petite Leng Ming got into the hero's arms and slowly walked away.
Just when everyone thought it was about to end, the scene suddenly changed. Leng Ming fell ill and was taken to the hospital by the hero. In the end, Leng Ming huddled in the hero's arms and closed her eyes with a smile.
There was a sigh from the side, and Yu Jing turned to look. Conley tightened his jaw and lowered his head listlessly when the ending song played.
"How could it end like this!"
Yu Jing ignored him, stared at his palms and said in disappointment, "Tsk, it's not a car accident, it's a terminal illness."
Conley: "..."
Are you still human!
Speaking of which, it seems that Yu Jing's lovesick red bean brought about the inability to love, and this guy is the culprit!
The exciting music and cheerful dance dispel the haze in the heart, making people gradually forget the sadness caused by the model couple.
It was approaching early morning, Yu Jing frowned. The party was about to end. Could it be that his play had been eliminated?
"Let's enjoy the last program tonight [Red Mirror Taming]..."
Conley subconsciously looked at Yu Jing. He leaned lazily on the back of his chair, occasionally swinging the jade pendant in his hand, looking around to observe the people nearby. He seemed to be more curious about the audience in the auditorium than about the movie that was about to be played.
Not nervous at all.
Conley turned to the big screen angrily. The opening of the modern street made him wide-eyed and blurted out: "It's not a costume drama!"
There was also a buzz around him, and there were many gloating glances falling on him.
The man with a mustache behind Yu Jing leaned over and said in a slightly high tone with a hint of joy: "You didn't film a costume drama?"
Xiangsi Hongdou, which became an instant hit on the Internet, is a costume drama. The centenary celebration of Yaoguang School can be regarded as a national event with countless viewers. Yu Jing did not take advantage of the victory!
Could it be that Jiang Lang has exhausted his talent?
Yu Jing was impatient to deal with them, pushed away the face that was approaching him with a mustache, and warned: "You will know if you watch quietly."
The mustache shrank back angrily and muttered: "What are you crazy about? Without the advantage of ancient costume, you, a newly graduated student, are just a noob in front of us."
This person thinks he won first place because of costume dramas?
Yu Jing was not polite at all: "Go away, I don't talk to idiots."
The mustache almost punched Yu Jing on the back of the head. He wanted to see what Yu Jing was so crazy about.
Shao Yutong is not as refined as Leng Ming, but she has a pair of beautiful almond eyes, a tall nose and red lips. When she laughs wildly, her eyebrows are full of students' excitement.
The heroine's name is Jiang Yan, a student in the Department of Archeology. Her carefree personality makes her get along well with her classmates. The teacher also likes this quirky girl very much.
During the weekend break, Jiang Yan was shopping with her friends and passed by an antique store. The maroon dresser in the corner made her heart move, and she accidentally bought it and took it home.
"It's so expensive. I lost all the pocket money I saved, and my friend also borrowed a lot." After returning home, the girl howled loudly and rolled around on the bed. She was facing the bed, wearing a maroon dress. The girl's painful expression was reflected on the stage.
Jiang Yan really liked this dressing table. She carefully wiped it inside and out with cotton cloth, carefully put her cosmetics in it, and put her hair accessories and necklaces into the drawer.
At night, Jiang Yan put the unread ancient books on the table, put on her pajamas and fell asleep. After she fell asleep, the simple mirror on the dressing table shone with a faint light, which disappeared briefly.
"What is this, a fluffy ball lying here?"
Drowsily, Jiang Yan heard the noisy voices. She turned over and touched around, trying to cover herself with a quilt and continue to sleep with her head covered.
The gravelly ground startled her and she quickly opened her eyes.
"It's moving! It's moving! Monster!"
Jiang Yan, who was wearing rabbit pajamas, subconsciously cursed: "You are the monster, your whole family is a monster!"
The snow-white rabbit ears on the top of the head sensed the owner's angry mood and stood up with a biu.
"Uh-huh, the ears are still moving! Rabbit monster!"
Screams echoed through the sky, and the crowd pushed and dispersed.
"Go find General Yunfei quickly!"
After half a cup of tea, the heroine was tied up by the enemy-like soldiers and escorted in front of a man. She explained that her mouth was dry and she put on ordinary clothes. Only then did everyone believe that she was not a monster.
"I told you these are pajamas," Jiang Yan, who was wearing a cardigan, added angrily, "Simulated rabbit fur, super comfortable to sleep in."
The man with the sword hanging on his waist coughed slightly, looking at the sky and the earth but not daring to look at the disheveled heroine.
The owner of the General's Mansion is named Bai Yunfei. He is a guard at the border when he is twenty years old. It is said that he can stop children from crying at night with a fierce look. Who would have thought that he is such a shy person.
"Where is the girl from?"
"This...I am homeless now..."
Jiang Yan frowned. She was helpless in ancient times and didn't even have a place to stay. She could only find ways to stay in the general's mansion. The border fortress is full of fish and dragons, and General Yunfei is afraid that the heroine is a spy, so he uses a trick to keep her in the palace.
She awkwardly pulled up her hair and put on her coat and skirt. Apart from looking for a way home, she spent the rest of the time jumping up and down in the general's mansion, relying on her shallow archaeological knowledge to look at the furniture and furnishings in the general's mansion with dazzling eyes.
There is an identical dressing table in the house where Jiang Yan lives. The girl suspects that this is the key to her return home, so she harasses the mirror when she has nothing to do.
Not only did the dressing table suffer, but even Bai Yunfei's shirt was almost ripped off.
Bai Yunfei had never seen such a tough girl before. While protecting her chest, she pressed Jiang Yan's forehead, making the tips of her ears red with embarrassment.
"As a girl, how can you be so cool!"
Jiang Yan was speechless: "Where are you thinking? I'm not interested in you. I just want to see your jersey."
Since then, Bai Yunfei has never worn a jersey at home.
Jiang Yan stared at Bai Yunfei's sword again and racked her brains to try to touch it, but unfortunately she failed.
She was lying on the dressing table, muttering incessantly.
The mirror seemed to be shaking wildly as if it couldn't bear it anymore, and spit her back to modern times with a squeak. Jiang Yan's confused expression made the audience in the auditorium laugh so hard that they were breathless and almost overturned the ceiling.
They never expected that the plot would go like this. The dressing table bought by the heroine would actually send her back to ancient times thousands of years ago!
