Changbai Mountain Promotional Video, What the Hell Are You Shooting a Stolen Pen?

But the first time he saw the name, Wang Lao seemed to have a mask of pain on his face.Subway, the old man, look at the phone · jpg!

"Tomb robbery notes! This...I...I didn't ask him to make a promotional video for the scenic spot?"

Wang Lao raised his head and sent his soul-like condolences to Jiang Yueqing.

"Why did he create a tomb raider for me? And looking at this thickness, at least it must be a movie!"

Wang Lao squeezed the script in his hand.

Good guy, it's obviously a simple script, but it's three centimeters thick.

Although he vaguely expressed that Song Chen should not be fooled at will, it would not work if the filming was too short, but it was not too short, right?Is this still a promo?

"Cough, didn't you say you want to attract the attention of young people?"

Jiang Yueqing also knew that this subject was a bit too much, but for the sake of his own Chen Chen, he still said it bravely.

"You should continue to look at the content. It's a great plot, and the main content is still around Changbai Mountain. It definitely meets your requirements!"

"is it?"

After listening to Jiang Yueqing's words, Old Wang lowered his head suspiciously and looked at the script.

But I didn't expect to see this, and I couldn't stop at all.

The mysterious and thrilling stories in the script made Wang Lao dizzy.

[The stuffy oil bottle swiped the ancient knife on the back of his hand, then stood on the bow and pointed the bloody hand to the woman in white, and the woman actually knelt down.Wu Xie and Pan Zi were stunned, and the stuffy oil bottle said to the third uncle, "Let's go, don't look back!"]

[The face of the fat man on one side has turned pale, and he seems to know what is going on. His mouth is knotted.

[Neither Wu Xie nor Fatty dared to speak. At this time, Fatty's hand that was holding Wu Xie's mouth suddenly trembled, and he saw that the stuffy oil bottle was wearing the same armor and walked in the middle of the team. 】

[Wu Xie saw the stuffy oil bottle and noticed them here, and turned his head, just seeing the faces of Wu Xie and Fatty, he suddenly smiled deeply, moved his mouth, and said: " goodbye.】

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Seeing that Wang Lao was fascinated, Jiang Yueqing simply pulled the chair and sat down, waiting for him to finish reading.

I didn't expect it to be over an hour.

Snapped! !

Wang Lao closed the script with satisfaction and couldn't help but sigh.

"Wonderful~ ah~"

Obviously it's just a script, but it's more enjoyable than watching many movies and novels.

Looking at the world that Song Chen described in words, Wang Lao couldn't help but put himself into it.

I imagined the scene where I was fighting with the Iron Triangle in Genting Tiangong.

"Not bad right?"

Jiang Yueqing said proudly with her hands on her chest.

Although this script has nothing to do with her at all, it is enough that the person who wrote the script has it.

"Cough, it's pretty good."

Wang Lao coughed twice, hiding the illusion in his heart.

"I didn't expect Xiao Song to have this kind of ability. I thought he would only fish every day..."

Under the gaze of Jiang Yueqing's deathly gaze, Old Wang coughed twice and swallowed the unfinished words in his mouth.

"So, Director, do you agree?"

Facing Jiang Yueqing, he asked a straightforward question.

Wang Lao did not answer directly for the first time, and put the script in his hand on the table.

"Although the script is well written... but the subject matter is a bit too bold, I don't think it's very safe."

Then he stared at Jiang Yueqing seriously and said.

"After all, this is the task given to us from above.

"It's obviously you who drew the lot and lost, but you're so embarrassed to say it so well."

Jiang Yueqing didn't show any respect for his leadership, after all, it was because of Wang Lao's face.

Then Jiang Yueqing said loudly.

"It's you who said you want to compete with Western culture, so you're cowardly before you even start!?"

"Isn't it more nonsense than those Harry Potters abroad? But the Universal Studios is doing well now! All young people like to play in the past!"

"If Tomb Raiders becomes popular! We can also make Tomb Raiders a theme park!"

"Let's talk about it! It was originally a test project! Wouldn't it be better to be bold!!"

Jiang Yueqing's words pierced Wang Lao's heart directly.

Then think of the young people on the Internet who despise their own culture and worship Western culture.

Let a fire ignite in the heart of this old man who has always been mild-tempered.

Yup!Why not give it a try!It is clear that the great people in those days led us to open up various new policies!

Why do people become old, but their hands and feet are tied!

"call!"

Taking a deep breath, Wang Lao directly patted the table and shouted.

"Okay! Then shoot! Let Xiao Song work boldly!"

While speaking, Wang Lao's body seemed to stand tall and straight.

"Something happened! I'm the director!"

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At the same time, Song Chen, who had high hopes from Wang Lao, was currently calculating something with a calculator.

"Emmm, except for the second half of the scene in Changbai Mountain, the rest of the shooting needs to go elsewhere."

With the help of world-class director skills, Song Chen can easily calculate the amount of expenses.

And the script written by myself can also clearly know.

What kind of scene and what kind of weapon are you planning to do?

How many group performances, how many vehicles, how many special props and so on.

Fortunately, the special effects that should occupy the most money, the system can help Song Chen solve.

Otherwise, the numbers on the paper in front of Song Chen might have to be turned over a few times.

Originally, all of these should be planned and calculated by the production crew.

But there is no way, the propaganda department is currently only Song Chen.

He needs to do everything by himself.

However, this approach also has corresponding benefits.

That is Song Chen can completely control everything he needs.

At that time, there will be nothing missing due to the mistakes of the crew, and additional time will be needed to prepare.

In that case, it will delay the shooting process.

Song Chen sorted out and calculated various expenses while listening to the short video played on his mobile phone.

After each short video ended, Song Chen would take the initiative to stretch out his finger and slide it.

Change to the next video.

I don't know how long it took.

When Song Chen swiped the phone screen again, a low but smiling voice reached Song Chen's ears.

"Have you heard of the military art school grass? It was me before, but now it's him, hahahaha."

What the hell! !Uncle Shen!

Hearing this familiar voice, Song Chen immediately picked up his phone and watched the short video playing on it.

The video is playing an interview ad.

The fat man being interviewed was smiling slightly, saying that famous interview sentence Song Chen was not familiar with.

Later, it was also known as the terrifying curse of 'military school grass'.

"I didn't expect you in the parallel world to be so happy."

Song Chen sighed with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the cheeks that were almost touching, Song Chen couldn't help but smile when he saw the other's face.