The little girl was busy getting ready for the little things she bought in the afternoon, while Yi Yang lay on the beanbag chair, watching the ships that occasionally passed by on the Huangpu River outside the window.
He was also thinking that it was a bit too early to start making a movie right away. He thought it would be better to make a TV series first to get more experience.
In particular, the things he heard while queuing in the afternoon gave Yi Yang a strong urge to become an angry young man.
I still have a copy of "Scarlet Heart" in hand, which I can discuss with Wang Jun about finding a media company to develop it together.
As for what I want to film, I might as well make an idol drama. It's simple and can also put Korean dramas in a bad way.
If this becomes a huge hit and he makes a lot of money, then when it comes to making a movie or something, Wang Jun will feel less pressure.
Actually, the fact that Yi Yang keeps some things to himself doesn't mean he hasn't heard them.
If this were to copy an idol drama, it would probably have to be "My Love from the Star".
As for "Autumn in My Heart," forget about it—car accident, cancer, amnesia...
If it's brought up later, it'll definitely be a dark history.
If someone wants to buy it later, I can write about it and sell it for money. But I won't film it myself; the pressure is too much for me to handle.
Without hesitation, Yi Yang stepped forward, just like a national treasure.
I typed the words "My Love from the Star" in big letters on my notebook.
"In 1723, the first year of the Yongzheng Emperor's reign, outside Chang'an, fifteen-year-old Lin Songyi, accompanied by her servants, went to the home of her husband, who had died unexpectedly before their marriage, to pay her respects."
"During the journey, a sudden gale arose, and Lin Qingyi's sedan chair was about to be thrown off the cliff. Just when she thought she was going to die, someone suddenly appeared and pulled the sedan chair back."
"This person is Zhang Minjun, an alien who visited Earth in an unidentified flying object."
“............”
While writing, Yi Yang also searched for information online, changing the background, names, and other details to things from the Xia Kingdom.
It also briefly describes how, due to the impact of the war, Zhang Haoran traveled to various places and finally settled in Shanghai.
.............
An hour later, the little girl, having probably finished fiddling with her new little things, came back to the living room to find Yi Yang.
"Brother, what are you writing?"
She nestled into Yi Yang's arms as usual, staring at the computer screen and asked.
"I'm writing a script and plan to film it myself."
Yi Yang also adjusted his position, as he had been pressed down a bit and felt uncomfortable.
Only after his arm felt the familiar softness did he reply.
"Really? Let me see..."
The young woman immediately scrolled back up and started reading.
There was no other way, so Yi Yang had to pause his writing, but he didn't stop working on another task: choosing between C and D.
The little girl is already used to it and is not affected at all. She is staring at the two episodes of rough plot written by Yi Yang and reading them very carefully.
"Brother, why is there so little? Is there any more?"
The little girl turned her head, pouted, and stared at Yi Yang.
"I just wrote this after I got back, it can't be that fast..."
Yi Yang also lowered his head and kissed him.
"Hmm... then hurry up and write! I want to see what they'll do next."
"Okay, I can write while you read, okay?"
"Hehe... Okay, thank you, brother. Muah..."
The little girl was delighted and offered him a sweet kiss.
"Brother, take your hands off and keep writing! I'll go check if there's anything to eat in the fridge."
"good....."
Once Yi Yang stopped asking multiple-choice questions, the little girl ran off to the kitchen.
It's getting late, already 5 pm. And with the Lunar New Year approaching, I wonder if they'll still be delivering food.
After shaking his head, Yi Yang continued to focus on the computer.
............
On the eighth day of the first lunar month, the holiday was over, and the progress bar for the later stages of "Tian Long" was also being pushed back.
Yi Yang now has to start balancing both ends.
Because of Xiao Nizi's constant harassment, it took five days to finish the script for "My Love from the Star," which only had 21 episodes.
The main reason is the need for localization, so many dialogues had to be redesigned.
In the study, Yi Yang sent the script he had promised to Huayi to Wang Jun, asking him to negotiate it. As for his own payment, he would also help negotiate it.
"elder brother......."
The little girl trotted in from outside the door and expertly sat down in my lap.
"What's wrong, baby...?"
Yi Yang looked at the pouting little mouth and gave it a peck.
"Could you let Sister Xue act in the script you just wrote?"
"Forehead......."
Is this a little spy planted in my inner circle? Or is it the legendary pillow talk?
Seeing Yi Yang's somewhat puzzled look, the little girl seemed to realize that she had done something wrong.
"Brother, I'm sorry, I accidentally let it slip..."
After speaking, he lowered his head, feeling a little guilty.
Yi Yang asked, somewhat annoyed, "You didn't show her the script, did you?"
The little girl hurriedly shook her head, "No, no, I just said that my brother wrote a new script, which is much better than those from South Korea."
That's alright, Yi Yang breathed a sigh of relief and pinched the little girl's cheek.
The little girl noticed that Yi Yang wasn't really angry, so she continued to use her cute and charming methods.
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