Seeing that Chang'an still had a fake smile that wanted to roll his eyes, his attitude was sincere and he was definitely a teacher who taught and educated people, answered questions and answered questions, he lowered his head and smiled at Wei Xingyao, saying, "It's okay, Mr. Wei, my surname is indeed rare, and it's normal for people to be curious. Seeing the name Chang'an was taken from the poem "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" by my parents: Looking back at the world, I don't see Chang'an and see dust. In fact, there is no special meaning."

Wei Xingyao raised his eyebrows and sneered, "That's just too lazy to choose, just make up a name in the poem?"

As soon as these words were said, some people followed suit and laughed. When they saw Chang'an's face stagnated, they snorted coldly. They were never willing to show weakness in front of men. They didn't care who the person sitting next to them who was rude and didn't know how to respect people was. They raised their tone in laughter, "You are Wei Xingyao, right? Sun Star is hidden, and the mountain is hidden. If I guess correctly, this poem should come from the article "Yueyang Tower Notes". I think your parents gave you such a name, which must have given you a beautiful wish. I hope you can hide your glory and act in a low-key manner. What do you think?"

Is it a store of poetry, songs and essays compared to me? As long as your name is composed of Chinese characters, I can give you a slander from ancient myths to celebrity anecdotes.

Wei Xingyao's face turned pale, he slapped the table, and he was speechless for a long time, but he didn't say anything.

"Hahaha, that's OK!"

Director Jin Zhen suddenly laughed out loud, stretched out his long arms and patted Chang'an's shoulders, which he had no time to hide, and said, "Miss is very smart, okay, that's all for the explanation of the name, so you'll talk about the script."

Seeing that Chang'an was grateful to Director Jin Zhen for helping her, he ignored the bad attitude of someone beside him staring at her and wishing she could kick her, and continued to talk.

"Okay, this drama is an ancient historical theme, taking off the coat of time travel. In fact, its core is relatively close to the official history that can be readily known, so the clothing, etiquette and titles inside can be found in the official history. It is not a complete deviation or a whole approach."

At this time, an actress raised her hand. Director Jin Zhen just introduced that she should be the second female lead in this drama, named Tan Xiao, with a sweet appearance, especially her eyes are lively and beautiful. She stood up and asked, "Hello, Chang'an screenwriter..."

Wei Xingyao sneered, deliberately raised his head and looked at Chang'an with cold eyes, his eyes full of provocation.

Tan Xiao continued, "I would like to ask, the clothing and accessories described in your script are really ugly. Can it be changed? It is more in line with the aesthetic view of modern people."

Seeing that Chang'an looked at Director Jin Zhen, he saw that he had no intention of explaining, he said independently, "That's right, there will inevitably be a large number of clothing and accessories in ancient dramas. As I said just now, the story of this drama is well-documented. Since it can be found, the clothing and accessories must be in line with the production situation at that time. There is also the problem that you just said that it will be uglier, which I do not agree with. First of all, the wisdom crystallization of ancient ancestors still looks dazzling today. Not only will it not be uglier, but it will also make us more integrated. The appearance of modern people and the exquisite accessories of ancient people are a trend; secondly, Miss Tan herself is beautiful and charming, so why bother with some accessories? You must believe that even a piece of rag on your head is the most beautiful."

Tan Xiao was so happy that he was smiling when he saw Chang'an's praise and criticism, and sat down in a drift.

Seeing that Changan didn't want to be entangled by more people, he turned a normal meeting into his own personal talk show, and he didn't want to be looked at by the malicious eyes of the people around him. He quickly continued, "I want to declare here, whether the clothing, accessories, and lines are reasonable, whether the plot is smooth and logical, you all..." Seeing Changan paused slightly and swept around everyone, he said in a deep breath, "Don't look for me, including phone, WeChat, and text messages. You can directly contact the director for these questions. As long as the director agrees, I will change the script, plot, and lines according to the director's requirements. I hope everyone understands it, thank you!"

After a long discussion, seeing Chang'an sitting down with his chest covering his chest, Yu Guang looked at Director Jin Zhen, wondering if it was not very righteous to take the initiative to push the director out without authorization, but she was also released just now. However, seeing that Director Jin Zhen just smiled and said nothing, she breathed a sigh of relief and sat down steadily.

The director then made a few more concluding remarks, then turned to Chang'an and said, "I have sent the document to your email address for script changes. The workload is relatively high. I have worked hard to get an extra night shift. I will see it tomorrow morning."

I saw Chang'an just now. The workload was not just too high, and I couldn't finish working overtime for one night. But when I saw that Director Jin Zhen's expression was not here to discuss with her. She looked like she was doing business and was so clear about public and private, she seemed to have no other choice except nodding.

Director Jin Zhen was about to say the meeting was over, and Wei Xingyao stood up and nodded to the director. He always held a cool and unruly smile, his tone was lazy, low and powerful, and said, "That's right, this drama is the first drama I personally participated in since I founded the entertainment company. I attach great importance to it and thank everyone for joining. The filming work will be very difficult, but I will participate in the whole process of facing various problems with everyone. So tonight I have booked a club to relax in advance, eat well, play well, and then devote myself to the subsequent battles."

"Wow…."

"Party, my goodness, I'm going to change my clothes..."

"Your Madam Wei is still considerate of everyone..."

Seeing that Chang'an admitted that she had prejudice against this person, she did not agree with it, whether it was his confident and clean face, or his generous, generous and friendly way of encouragement. This disagreement is innate, disagreement of identity class, disagreement of money control, and even disagreement of different destinies and attitudes to life. This is a kind of pathological hostility. She understands, but she is stubborn and unyielding, and wants to give her so-called self-esteem through this persistence.

But what she couldn't see was how ridiculous her persistence seemed to outsiders. She took the salary paid by the boss and wanted to jump up and say to the boss: Although I rely on you to eat and drink, my personality is independent. My personality can be without food or drink, so I can continue to attack you!

Seeing Chang'an thinking about tidying up the things on the table, he confirmed some changes with Director Jin Zhen and was about to leave. When he looked up, he saw that Wei Xingyao, who was surrounded by beautiful women and staring at the moon, was staying on purpose, but he was waiting to look at her at the door.

Seeing that Chang'an was not seeing it, he walked over straight, and only heard Wei Xingyao smiling with a smile, his tail sounded upwards, and a frivolous voice sounded behind him, "Chang'an screenwriter, can you appreciate your face? Oh, no, can you have a meal with everyone? No matter what, you will have to spend a few more months in the future, right?"

Seeing Chang'an stopping when he heard this, he turned around and raised the documents in his hand, ignoring his sarcastic and threatening words, and said with a polite and sincere smile, "I'm sorry, if you take the money you gave, you must work hard and seriously. And you have also seen it. The director asked to work overtime. I'm sorry, I can't obey my duty. I hope you can understand. I wish you a happy time!"

Wei Xingyao is so old, probably the first time he was humiliated and rejected. The smile on his face immediately couldn't be stopped. He grew up with a pair of eyes with curved eyebrows and smiles, and suddenly became gloomy and sharp.

He walked over Chang'an and walked straight to Director Jin Zhen's room with a angrily, and said angrily, "If you change the screenwriter again, this screenwriter is not suitable."

Director Jin Zhen was seeing the plot of the storyboard drawn by Chang'an. He glanced at him, and was neither surprised nor caring, and said, "What's wrong? I just didn't give you face and replied to you a few words. Besides, the girl said nothing wrong. You picked it up first, but you can't say that you are not revenge behind the scenes and lose your gentlemanly demeanor."

Wei Xingyao raised his eyebrows and said proudly, "Who has revenged behind the scenes? I just think that people like her are not suitable for this kind of work. If you don't have the best skills, you will feel uncomfortable in your work. It's better to change it as soon as possible to avoid affecting the shooting process in the future."

Director Jin Zhen put down the drawings in his hand, got up and walked away with a teacup. Wei Xingyao was not clear, so he followed behind and continued lobbying, saying, "I'm also for your success in shooting. You saw that Chang'an, and you didn't take anyone seriously. Today, he obviously pushed you out to the forefront. She is the screenwriter. Shouldn't she look for her script issues? Now, she has become the boss."

Director Jin Zhen walked to another suite with an open door, which was placed in a large mahogany table filled with various notebooks and documents, and several laptops were also placed on it.

"I think it's pretty good, I don't need to change it, and I'm very talented and calm down. I'm suitable for being a screenwriter."

Wei Xingyao said dissatisfiedly, "There are so many talented people, and the screenwriters are even more likely to catch them. Why do you have a special liking for her?"

Director Jin Zhen frowned slightly, then stretched and smiled, "Don't you think she's very interesting? There are many talented people, but not many talented and interesting people, not at all. More importantly, she works very quickly and doesn't talk much. Although it's the first time to work together, I think they have a tacit understanding of each other." After saying that, she glared at Wei Xingyao and said, "Don't always pick people wrong. I agreed, you choose scripts and I choose people, why are you getting angry again? What did you and your father say, you forgot?"

Wei Xingyao instantly became much softer and well-behaved. He supported Director Jin Zhen and said with a smile, "Okay, Uncle Jin, I will listen to you. Let her go and finish the filming of this drama first."

Jin Zhen looked at Wei Xingyao's childish face and reached out to touch his head, looking full of kindness. If his child was still alive, he would have been so old!

In the afternoon, when he was staying in the room to modify the script, he saw Chang'an being called by the director by a phone call and came to the suite with his computer in his arms. Director Jin Zhen pointed to the stool next to him and said, "Come on, write here, send me some of it first, I'll read it first. If there is any problem, point it out now. It's a waste of time for us to send it by email."

Seeing that Chang'an felt that the director's words were exactly what she wanted, he sat down with peace of mind. Unexpectedly, there seemed to be someone talking in the closed suite. Suddenly the door inside opened and a few young men came out. They looked like technicians, all holding the computer, all walked up to the director and pointed at the computer screen, "Director, how about you see such a rendering?"

Director Jin Zhen wore glasses and squinted his eyes and looked at the computer screen seriously. He also exchanged opinions with the staff from time to time. Then he saw those originally confident people holding the computer into the room with their eyes drooping.

"Is it a special effect?" Seeing Chang'an couldn't help asking.

"Well, some places need to be used. I'll let them do a simulation to see the effect first. This thing is not easy to do."

Seeing that Chang'an didn't understand, he nodded while typing, "Why didn't the director go to have a meal?"

Director Jin Zhen scratched his head, muttered something in a low voice, and then looked at Chang'an, "I'm old and can't stand the noise. They are all things that young people like to play."

After saying that, he seemed a little hesitant and said, "That, Xingyao, the first time you met, I have some misunderstandings. In fact, he is very obedient, very obedient, and kind to others. You will naturally understand after you get along for a long time..."

Seeing Chang'an's bad intentions, do you still have no Internet access at home?

Before the words were finished, a burst of rapid screams were heard piercing the sky, "Mr. Wei? Where are you? Are you coming out?"

Seeing Chang'an stop typing, his hands looked at each other with Director Jin Zhen and stood up and just walked to the door when he saw a figure suddenly jumping in and quickly closed the door.

Director Jin Zhen angrily shouted with a dark face, "Xingyao? What are you doing?"

Wei Xingyao leaned against the door panting, putting his fingers beside his mouth, "Shh, Uncle Jin, please whisper in a low voice."

Seeing this, Chang'an knew it, he sat back and continued to type. He heard Wei Xingyao deliberately suppress his voice and explained, "I just met at the door of the hotel and always pestered me, but who knew he had come all the way here."

Director Jin Zhen's face changed his face for a moment and looked very beautiful. He said coldly, "Then you shouldn't hide here. Go out and send people away, don't affect others."

Wei Xingyao shook his head repeatedly, and the phone in his hand rang. As soon as he answered, he heard the cheerful woman crying inside, "Mr. Wei, why didn't you come? We are all here, we're waiting for you..."

Wei Xingyao touched his nose, laughed and laughed, "Well, I have something to do here, you can play first, don't wait for me, all the fees will be recorded in my account, and have fun."

Before he could speak to each other, he hurriedly closed the line. He looked up and saw director Jin Zhen's expression softly and asked for help with a soft voice like a child, "Uncle Jin, I can't go out now. That woman has a black belt, I can't beat it."

Seeing Chang'an's hand typing paused for a moment, she didn't even notice that the corners of her mouth had risen slightly.

Director Jin Zhen was embarrassed to see Chang'an, and angrily shook Wei Xingyao's hand away, returned to the table and sat down, "Bad? Do you dare to mess with people from the gang? Be careful, I will tell your dad and break your legs."

Wei Xingyao was stunned for a moment before he realized, laughing and crying, "What kind of underworld? It's black belt, it's Taekwondo, the black belt." As he said that, he also put on a few crappy postures and gestured a few times, "It's just that the martial arts skills are very good..."

"No matter what she says, she is always a girl. What if you are such a big man, what if you are beaten by someone? But you can't be like a turtle like this, and you don't have any masculinity at all."

"I am not fighting with women, and heroes don't suffer any loss in front of me, so I'm too lazy to see her."

Director Jin Zhen saw Wei Xingyao sitting carelessly on the stool next to Chang'an, and when he talked about it, he looked at her from time to time, which seemed to be taking advantage of the issue and making some sense.

"If you don't go, I'll say, how many days can you hide like this? It's embarrassing."

Director Jin Zhen said and went to open the door. Wei Xingyao rushed to the door in two steps in three steps and blocked the door, saying, "Oh, Uncle Jin, don't worry about her. She will leave naturally if she can't find her. If you go out and see her, she will definitely know that I'm here, and it's endless again."

"What if she came every day?"

"I followed the crew to shoot, but I wasn't in the hotel, how could she know? It's okay, don't pay attention to her, just leave her alone for a few days."

Director Jin Zhen was so angry that his beard turned a few more white when he was angry by Wei Xingyao. He sat down and drank a sip of strong tea, pointing to the scattered stack of documents placed on the table, saying, "Since you can't get out, do your job well, look at these things that are thrown over, you can sort them out, and deal with them quickly according to priorities. Don't wait until the computer is turned on, and there are problems again."

Wei Xingyao didn't say anything this time. While flipping through the files, he turned on the computer to start sorting it out. There was only the sound of typing on the keyboard in the room.

I suddenly saw that in the WeChat group installed on the computer, there was a crew group of all staff showing documents sent by Wei Xingyao, a list of problems compiled, and @ the person in charge of each matter, explaining the time limit for handling matters and the final punishment measures.

The words are concise, clear process, and clear purpose. Seeing that Chang'an's ghost messenger actually opened the file seriously and read it, I couldn't help but secretly admire him. This man looked like a cynical person, and he was quite scrupulous in his work. He was serious and responsible, but he was not completely a flaw.

"Chang'an, see if this part is not rigorous enough, there are some differences in front and back."

"Ah? Oh, do you think of this?" Seeing Chang'an panic, he looked at the place marked by the director with a pen on the computer, and then hurriedly looked up the documentary materials and explained, "That's right. This drama actually intercepts the historical stories of the mid-Ming Dynasty. It is not a completely empty subject matter. Some plots in the historical books are indeed inconsistent and have some errors, but it is actually happening. Improper does not mean that it is not beautiful, so it can allow some places to be rigorous and indirect."

"Clever words and despicable things, change the concept." Wei Xingyao sat next to him and said coldly.

Seeing Chang'an looking up at his head, he looked straight at Wei Xingyao and said, "I don't know what Mr. Wei has to say? Whether it is a fictional subject or a real event adaptation, there will be certain unreasonableness. It cannot be said that it is intercepted from stories that occurred in real dynasties, and there is no room for freedom to play. Are the people who write history books all witnesses of the incident at that time? When they write, they also have personal subjective emotional colors. Is there no guarantee whether there is any bias? How can you say that I am clever and sarcastic?"

Wei Xingyao's eyes were bright and bright when she looked at her single eyelids, her eyes were thin and small, but her eyes were full of tenacity. She raised her chin and her cheeks were slightly stimulating with her breathing, like a little goldfish swimming around in the fish tank.

"Since we cannot guarantee that all the records in historical books are correct, why not make the stories you wrote yourself have at least no loopholes? Isn't the rigorous plot of the story being the primary obligation of being a screenwriter? Improperity does not mean that it is not beautiful? There is a problem with this sentence itself. Since I pursue perfection, then beauty must be guaranteed, not to settle for the second best. Do you dare to say that you are not a slander?"

Seeing that Chang'an was at a disadvantage in verbal battle for the first time, but then he thought that a man knew to verbal battles with women all day long. Even if he had a quarrel, he would not have much prospects. He immediately felt much more balanced.

Turning around to Director Jin Zhen, "Okay, I'll change this part immediately. Look, follow the previous story and then..." She flipped through the script and rustled, "Here...and here, is there, okay?"

Wei Xingyao suffered a small blow in front of the enemy before, but now he has won a city back. He can't help but feel secretly happy for his small victory. He hummed an English song in a low and full voice, and showed his joy around Chang'an. He seemed to have forgotten who he said just now that the good man would not fight with a woman.
Chapter completed!