"I'll go with you?" Fu Song was stunned, "What do you mean to participate in that movie script competition?"

The Jiang family girl nodded: "Although Caidian Culture Entertainment is an entertainment company, entertainment is also a kind of culture.

I think if you can participate in the competition, it will be very beneficial to the long-term development of the company."

Fu Song was silent for a moment: "It's not impossible for me to participate, but the problem is that I don't understand literature!

I usually read at most two novels, but I can’t write a single word.”

The girl from the Jiang family smiled and said, "You don't need to write, I am the one who really participates in the competition. You just need to help me take charge."

"What about Liu Yibing?"

As the winner of the script "I Am Not a God of Medicine", Liu Yibing's level is also not low, and now he is Caidie's second-hand movie script.

"Liu Yibing will go, but he is not as handsome as you, so..."

Fu Song smiled instantly: "This reason is very good, I like it very much! When will the script competition start?"

"tomorrow!"

"So fast?"

*

The Writers Association's film script competition is located in the Guangdong Grand Theater.

It takes about an hour to drive Fu Song.

Feel the soft red beetle locker of the Meng family girl, and the cartoon interior patterns in the car, and the cool air slowly blowing out.

Fu Song smiled and said, "I finally realized the petty bourgeois mood of urban white-collar workers. This life is simply too comfortable."

The girl from the Jiang family said: "Mr. Fu, don't make fun of me. If it weren't for your appreciation, I would still be looking for a job everywhere!

I also bought this car to recharge the storefront, and the money was still used by the God of Medicine.

What I have the most troublesome thing now is the high fuel expenses every day.”

After the box office of "I Am Not a God of Medicine" was divided, Fu Song sent a big red envelope to all those who made outstanding contributions.

As the number one screenwriter of the Medicine God, although the Jiang family girl did not have the most red envelopes, it was more than enough to change to a Beetle.

With a large amount of salary, she complained that the fuel cost was not enough, and she just cried to the point of being poor.

Unexpectedly, Fu Song said: "Don't worry, when you go out in the future, as long as you do something related to work, fuel expenses, and vehicle damage, the company can reimburse it."

"Really? Boss, you are so handsome!"

Fu Song quickly stopped: "Stop, it must be related to work!

If I find that you fish for kids in the name of work, all the benefits will be taken back."

The girl of the Jiang family rolled her eyes in an instant: "Hate!"

The Guangdong Grand Theater is particularly lively today, especially the parking lot, with all the cars worth hundreds of thousands or millions.

Fu Song got out of the car and looked at the scene and said in surprise: "Are you all the writers so rich?"

The girl from the Jiang family shook her head: "How is that possible?

The income of the writer industry is a typical pyramid type, with drought deaths from droughts, and flood deaths from flood deaths.

Those who are qualified to be invited by the Writers Association are all the top figures in the pyramid.”

The two entered the gate, checked the invitation and found a seat to sit down.

Fu Song inspected the tour and found that three or five people were sitting together and chatting. Obviously they knew each other before, so he couldn't help asking again:

"Do you have no friends? These people don't seem to care about you!"

Meng Jianu said: "Boss, although everyone here today is dealing with text, there are traditional writers, online writers, TV drama writers, movie screenwriters, opera screenwriters...

Each one is divided into many schools and does not interact with each other in normal times.”

After she finished explaining, Fu Song said, "So you actually don't have friends, just admit it directly. There is no need to cover up the obvious cover."

Jiang family girl: "..."

"Boss, Sister Jiang, you came so early." It was Liu Yibing, the young man dressed up very handsomely today.

Because the place where you live is not far from this, Liu Yibing came here alone.

Fu Song and the two joked a few more times, and suddenly a beautiful waiter came over and said politely: "Three, sorry, can you give it up?"

Fu Song stood up and said, "Sorry, I saw that no one sat here, so I wanted to take a rest."

Seeing Fu Song standing up, the Jiang family girl and Liu Yibing also stood up.

Beautiful waiter: "It doesn't matter, it's just that this location is close to the podium, and the Writers Association usually seats guests who need to speak.

There is no other meaning, it is mainly for convenience."

Before Fu Song could speak, Liu Yibing was dissatisfied in an instant: "Hey, how do you know we are not qualified to speak on stage?"

The beautiful waiter was stunned for a moment: "This..."

Fu Song hurriedly said, "It's okay, just let us give in. This brother is more powerful and wants to be the first in everything he does.

Although he has a bit tough temper, he is still worthy of encouragement after all, with a positive heart, right?"

The beautiful waiter was about to speak when a man said in his voice:

"It's nothing wrong to be strong, but the key is to have strong strength.

Many people have average standards, but they just think that they are the best in the world, so they are a little overestimated."

Fu Song looked at the person who was talking and saw that the other person was in his forties, with a straight suit and his hair was like an upright cockscomb.

Fu Song nodded: "It makes sense. As the saying goes, there is no second in literature. Many people write six words in five days, but they still feel that they are very awesome."

His words quoted a famous quote by Song Dandan on the Spring Festival Gala.

As for famous sayings, they must have their own reasons.

Just as Mr. Lu Xun once said: When you wake up, it will be dawn.

Is it particularly reasonable?

Unexpectedly, as soon as Fu Song finished speaking, the man immediately became unhappy: "Hey, who are you talking about?"

Fu Song was a little dumbfounded: "Ah? I'll just say it casually, why? Have you been a big shot who wrote six words in five days?"

Puff~

The Jiang family girl could no longer help laughing, and even the beautiful waiter laughed secretly.

The man said angrily: "What are you laughing at? Do you understand the inspiration?

What writers focus on is not quantity, but quality.

Many people can sell for tens of millions in just a few words.”

Fu Song deeply agrees with this because there are many real examples in this regard.

For example, the advertisement of Nongfu Spring "Nongfu Spring is a little sweet", just seven words make this mineral water brand famous all over the world.

In fact, the farmer's spring water may not be better than other brands, but it is just a hit on all mineral water brands.

The most important one is these seven words.

From this point of view, this seven-character advertising slogan cannot be described as a worthy treasure, and can be called a priceless treasure.

"Boss, please sit down!"

What Fu Song respects the most are those who are truly talented, so after asking the other party to sit down, he took the Jiang family girl and Liu Yibing to a corner not far away.

But Liu Yibing was still a little dissatisfied: "Mr. Fu, why are you doing so polite to that guy?

If I had just started fighting with him.

To put it bluntly, we have "I Am Not a God of Medicine" in hand, and all the monsters and monsters present are not the same."

After he finished speaking, the girl from the Jiang family said, "So Mr. Fu is the boss, you are the screenwriter!"

"What's the meaning?"

"It's very simple. Haven't you heard the story of Liu Bang and Han Xin?

Han Xin was very arrogant, right? But he had the ability, so Liu Bang took a shower and changed his clothes and personally appointed him as the general.

There are also Liu Bei and Zhuge Liang, and I won’t explain much about the story of visiting the cottage three times.”

Liu Yibing suddenly realized: "You said Fu Zheng Liu Bang and Liu Bei, who were Han Xin and Zhuge Liang just now?

But... is he worthy?"

The girl from the Jiang family looked at Liu Yibing suspiciously: "Have you ever heard the allusion that came out of six words in five days?"

"allusion?"

"That's right, I put six words in five days, referring to people in our screenwriter circle."

"Our screenwriter circle? Who is it?"

"Zhou Wei!"

"Zhou Wei?" Liu Yibing suddenly remembered something, "You mean Zhou Wei, who also voted for the commission of "I Am Not a God of Medicine"?
Chapter completed!