Chapter 48: Editing for Pu

The road of coding is boring.

No matter how much you like reading novels, once you enter the vortex of serialized updates on time, you will inevitably fall into boredom.

Even the great writers are the same, no one can avoid it.

Whether you can endure boredom and maintain high-quality delivery is a great test of a person's perseverance.

Pu Jie knows that his level is not enough, he does not have outstanding literary talent, nor does he have exaggerated imagination. He can only rely on diligence and tell the story in his hands in a down-to-earth manner.

Even if this book is destined to be unsuccessful, he will write it carefully and make a piece of exquisite shit, which is coherent and silky.

This is his belief in his profession.

Internet writer!

Therefore, unless there are extreme special circumstances, he will not stop updating, just like the 5 years and 8 books he wrote in his previous life, there has never been a record of stopping updating for a day.

After finishing writing today's 12,000, Pu Jie sent 10,000 as usual, leaving 2,000 in manuscripts.

"I have saved 4,000 in 2 days, and I will have another 10,000 in 3 days. Then I can go out and have fun for a day."

To go out and have fun, you have to rely on the previous accumulation, not on taking leave!

Do you understand what a professional writer is? (tactical retreat.jpg)

"Ah~~~"

Pu Jie stretched his body, and today's coding task was over. He looked at the time and it was 8 o'clock in the evening.

He couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"Didn't you say that you would call me when the three of them had dinner? I'm still in the crew?"

Originally, he planned to have dinner and write more when he came back, but he wrote for 6 hours in one breath and finished it.

Pu Jie got off the plane and went to the gymnasium to find a few people.

Jiang Yuhan's audition experience today was very strange. Yesterday, she was clearly auditioning for the supporting actress Lin Jiayao, but today the director gave her a script and asked her to try to play the heroine Xiaotong.

Jiang Yuhan, who was very familiar with the role and the script, had no difficulty in playing the role, and was even more comfortable than the role of Lin Jiayao.

But. She knew that Pu Jie had decided to play the supporting actress herself.

Why do we have to interview the heroine?

Strange.

Zhu Yinyin was in a low mood. She played a scene of Xiaotong with makeup on, and then she saw that the director and the assistant director frowned.

She screwed up.

She knew that she didn't seize this hard-won opportunity.

After coming out of the audition room, Zhu Yinyin sat on the steps at the door, thinking of her dream, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She needed this play.

She would graduate in another year and a half, and she had not played an important role yet.

Who knows her?

She must seize every opportunity to accumulate qualifications for herself and prove her face and acting skills.

"Why don't you try the supporting actress?"

She was willing to play even a supporting actress, but then her face darkened. It was too late.

Yesterday, they had already auditioned and re-selected, and today they performed with makeup like her. It was too late for her to participate in the competition for roles there.

Thinking of the unspoken rules in the film and television industry, Zhu Yinyin sighed: "It would be great if there was a recommendation from the chief screenwriter."

But how could she know the chairman screenwriter?

She didn't even show her face. Only the director, assistant director and other crew members were present for the interview.

She failed this time. She had no chance at all.

She walked out of the gymnasium dejectedly. Suddenly, the assistant director's voice came from behind: "Hey! That Zhu Yinyin, right? Come over here to put on makeup and try Lin Jiayao's play. Hurry up and memorize the lines."

The assistant director handed her a copy of Lin Jiayao's script.

Zhu Yinyin was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly said: "Oh, good!"

Although she didn't know why she had this opportunity, she was not a hesitant person. She immediately regrouped and hurried to put on makeup and memorize the lines.

The audition was over.

It went very smoothly.

It was obvious that the director was very satisfied with her female supporting role and her role performance this time. Although he told her to go back and wait for news, she saw the director say three words to the assistant director: "It's her."

After leaving the gymnasium, Zhu Yinyin waited for the assistant director to come out and ran over.

"Director Zhang, thank you for giving me another chance."

Zhang Yi was happy.

"Don't thank me. It was Pu Bian who recommended you. Director Wei must give Pu Bian face. If you want to thank someone, thank Pu Bian."

He didn't know whether the girl pretended to be confused or Pu Jie did good things without leaving his name. Anyway, he must support Pu Jie. In this case, he has to find someone to repay the favor. It would be bad if he walked into the wrong room at night.

He is an old assistant director and knows this kind of thing best. No one says it openly, but you have to know it in your heart.

"Pu Bian?"

"Yes, Pu Jie, the chief screenwriter, didn't he bring you here yesterday? Pu Bian patted his chest and pushed you up with Director Wei. He is more attentive to you than the girl surnamed Jiang. She auditioned with her strength, but you... Let's put it this way, this role is not difficult, many people are very suitable, and Pu Bian used his power to decide you in the end. You'd better find Pu Bian in person today to thank him."

Speaking of this, Zhang Yi nodded at Zhu Yinyin and let her understand it herself.

Most of the above words are false. He wrote them for Pu Bian. As an old assistant director, he knows what words can get things done. He is willing to help out if he can. When there is a chance in the future, Pu Bian may also help him out.

A sedan chair is carried by people.

In Zhang Yi's eyes, Pu Jie is still young and is just the right age. How can one person be enough for this job?

Zhang Yi left, and Zhu Yinyin was stunned.

Pu Jie was actually the chief screenwriter, and she had never known it!

If she had known, she would not have let Pu Jie go back to the dormitory to sleep yesterday.

But then, her eyes slightly reddened, and the softness in her heart was touched.

"It turns out that he cares about me so much."

The winter night was slightly wet.

When Pu Jie arrived at the gymnasium, he only saw the crew that had finished work, and Dachun squatting at the entrance of the gymnasium, holding a bag of oranges in his hand.

"Hey? Dachun?"

Dachun raised his head, his face twisted into a bitter gourd.

"Brother Jie, have you finished writing?"

"Oh my god, where did this big jerk come from? Pfft!"

Pu Jie couldn't help laughing when he saw Da Chun's face. Although he felt that it was wrong, he couldn't help it.

Da Chun: (￣△￣；)

"Brother Jie, I'm so upset, and you still laugh at me. Do you have any sense of public morality?"

"Hahaha, I won't laugh anymore. Why are you alone? Where are Zhang Yang and Yuan Hua?"

Speaking of these two people, Da Chun gets angry.

"These two people are too much! They told me not to move around here, and waited for you to finish typing and eat together. They bought me some oranges to eat, and then they disappeared!"

"Pfft! What did they do?"

"One of them found a senior from the acting department and went to a place to talk about drama."

Pu Jie was a little surprised. These two roommates were still talking about drama with others?

"They talked about drama with others? Who would listen to them?"

"They said they were roommates of the chief screenwriter of this drama."

Pu Jie: "Hiss——"

These two people actually used his name to swindle and pick up girls!

Too abominable!

They didn't even take him with them!

"Don't worry, Dachun. They abandoned you, but Brother Jie will always be your solid backer. Let's go and have a meal. We won't be like those two who forget their loyalty for the sake of beauty!"

"Yeah!" Dachun was touched, "Brother Jie is still reliable."

At this time, Pu Jie's cell phone rang

"Dachun, uh. I may have something else to deal with. Eat two more oranges to fill your stomach."

Dachun: (;Д`)