But after returning to the rental house and seeing what Xie Yu had prepared, Zhang Zhixi scolded Xie Yu and kicked him again.

Then, he took out a literary script and asked Xie Yu to read it.

Xie Yu scratched his head, it turned out to be a family ethics movie script of the era.

Xie Yu said in astonishment: "You want to make a movie?"

Zhang Zhixi: "Of course, I saw this script and it's just right. It doesn't cost much and it's relatively easy to win an award."

Xie Yu calculated the time and said: "Zhixi, although there are some signs of the movie market now, it has not yet gained momentum. Once a movie like this is made, it will probably be a three-day trip to the cinema."

Zhang Zhixi: "Of course I know this. I specially selected this script to win an award. Although it won't win the grand prize, it will be easier to sell as long as it has a small award."

Thinking of the memories in later generations, Xie Yu knew that Zhang Zhixi was a very independent person. She wanted to take pictures, but she had to stop her. She collected small balloons of various flavors by herself, so she might never need them again.

Since she put the script in front of her, she must have thought about it.

After hesitating, Xie Yu asked, "How much do you need?"

Zhang Zhixi breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Xie Yu with excitement: "Because I have no experience, I have to find some experienced behind-the-scenes personnel to check it, so the cost may be more than expected."

"I personally have 500,000 yuan, so I can only do preliminary preparations. It will definitely not be enough for filming."

Only then did he say embarrassedly: "I need you to support me."

Xie Yuyou mentally prepared: "How much will it cost?"

Zhang Zhixi: "Well, I asked someone to do the math, and it should be at least six million to eight million!"

Xie Yu: "So many!"

Zhang Zhixi shook her head and said: "I can't say much, there aren't many special effects shots in it, otherwise there would be more."

Seeing Xie Yu's hesitation, Zhang Zhixi immediately used his gentle method, but when Xie Yu had an idea.

Zhang Zhixi rejected Xie Yu without hesitation and said, "I am your girlfriend, and I don't want to hand myself over to Xie Yu just because of this."

Then, Zhang Zhixi left and stayed in a small hotel not far from Xie Yu, waiting for news about Xie Yu.

The speechless Xie Yu collected all the small balloons and fell into a daze of boredom.

In fact, Zhang Zhixi felt a little regretful when she returned to the hotel, but she likes to take the initiative, and judging from her personality, she doesn't want to hand herself over to Xie Yu because of this matter.

Otherwise, this kind of thing that looks like a transaction will form a gap between the two people. Once this gap is formed, it may become a lifelong thorn between the two people.

Xie Yu was bored for a while, then he patted his head and thought of something.

He thought to himself: "Yu the Great knew that it was better to remove the flood than to block it!"

"You have memories of future generations, are you still afraid of this?"

"Just choose a film that will have a good reputation in future generations and have a relatively low production cost."

"What's appropriate? Modern urban dramas are low-cost."

"Love apartment? This one won't work. It has been filmed, the reputation has been formed, and people are not short of their own investment."

"Then, which one is suitable?"

Finished meditating.

Xie Yu started to turn on the computer and search casually on the Internet.

Hey, Xie Yu suddenly thought of something and immediately searched the word "Mao Liang" on Baidu.

Only in terms of interpretation:

Mao Liang means little liar.

Seeing this, Xie Yu immediately became excited.

There was a low-cost TV series of the same name in later generations. The actors' acting skills were average, but the screenwriter did a really good job setting up the plot, with all kinds of twists and turns.

A secret and huge undercurrent, a mystery that will send chills down your spine.

The growth and changes of the characters are reasonable and full, and they are not as pretentious as ordinary domestic dramas, but the family, friendship and love in it are very resonant.

Well, I remember that when Xie Yu was searching for high-scoring dramas on the Internet, the evaluation of this drama on the Internet was actually second only to Towards a Republic and the Ming Dynasty, with a high score comparable to the classic version of Red Mansions.

Coupled with the rumors of a ban on broadcasting, Xie Yu's curiosity was aroused.

While watching the show, Xie Yu also resonated with the screenwriter's intentions and secretly had red circles in her eyes.

I brushed it at least three times.

He swallowed and secretly said sorry.

Xie Yu found paper and pen, and first took out a large piece of paper and spread it on the table.

First, I made a main line according to the timeline.

On the main line, a dark line is intertwined.

Then, I started filling it in from memory.

The more I write, the more I write, and I can’t fit it on a big piece of paper.

Xie Yu immediately covered several large pieces of paper with transparent tape.

Since the space was not big enough, Xie Yu took off the quilt and wrote on the wooden board of the big bed.

While writing, use scotch tape to stick cheat sheets on the main line.

When Xie Yu was in a state of intoxication, there was a knock on the door, "hudong, gudong..." and woke up Xie Yu.

Xie Yu raised his head and looked out the window. It was already dark.

In the end, when Xie Yu was writing, he actually took advantage of the street light outside the window to reflect back to the ceiling, and then to the light of the wooden board on the bed.

He rubbed his dry eyes.

Hey, I seem to hear Zhang Zhixi's voice outside the door. The voice sounded like he was angry again.

Thinking of this, Xie Yu quickly went out and opened the door, regardless of the numbness in her legs.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Zhang Zhixi with an angry look on his face: "Why don't you answer my call? I'm angry. If it doesn't work, it won't work. I will find a way by myself without asking you."

"But I hate it most when people ignore me, don't answer my phone calls, and don't reply to text messages. Xie Yu, what are you thinking!"

"If you really want to break up, just say it, you say it, I don't care."

Xie Yu quickly pulled Zhang Zhixi into the house. Zhang Zhixi wanted to say something else, but when he saw Xie Yu limping, he showed concern and said:

"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? If not, go to the hospital first."

Xie Yu struggled to turn on the indoor light, and the room suddenly became bright.

Then, Xie Yu rubbed his legs and said, "My legs and feet are numb!"

Zhang Zhixi kicked Xie Yu, saw Xie Yu's cell phone on the table, and took it over to take a look.

There were more than a dozen missed calls and text messages, and he even said angrily: "I'm telling you, if you don't reply, it turns out that you haven't even read their phone messages."

Xie Yu: "No, I was a little busy. Besides, I set my phone to silent. I really didn't hear or see it."

Zhang Zhixi rolled her eyes at Xie Yu. Naturally, she didn't believe it. She felt that Xie Yu was just avoiding her.

With Xie Yu being such a petty person, Zhang Zhixi felt that it was necessary to reconsider her relationship with Xie Yu.

Seeing Zhang Zhixi's distrustful look, Xie Yu could only endure the numbness of her legs and led Zhang Zhixi towards the bedroom.

Zhang Zhixi gritted her teeth, thinking that if Xie Yu wanted to commit a foul, she would make Xie Yu regret being a man.

But as I just approached the bedroom, I saw that the two-meter-wide wooden bed was covered with densely packed white paper stained with tape, and there were densely written words on the paper.

He asked in surprise: "What, what does this mean?"

Xie Yu: "After thinking about it for a while, we definitely have to take the photo, but we have to think clearly about what to take."

"In the current film and television market, movies really don't make money. I think it's better to make TV series."

"At least when we make TV series, our trial and error costs are low and we can easily recoup our investment."

Zhang Zhixi still said in astonishment: "It's okay to make a TV series, but what do you mean?"

Xie Yu said proudly: "I wrote the script, why don't you take a look."

Zhang Zhixi said with an expression as if she had believed in a ghost: "This is a script. You are a fool. I have never seen a script written like this."

Xie Yu was embarrassed, he really had no experience in writing scripts.

I just chose an accident troubleshooting method during engineering maintenance, made a main line, and then counterattacked and filled it in step by step according to the plot on TV.

Xie Yu first took the big piece of paper that first set up the plot line and briefly explained it to Zhang Zhixi.

Zhang Zhixi was impatient at first, but listened to Xie Yu's simple explanation.

He became interested and said: "You feel a bit like a shrunken handsome thief Chu Liuxiang and a poor version of the thief Robinson. The most important thing is that you set up a female protagonist, which is interesting."

"Tell me quickly, in detail!"

Xie Yu immediately pulled Zhang Zhixi to the wooden bed...

Talk about drama, talk about drama!
To be continued...