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"White predecessors, I think the role of 'Gaosheng brothers' is not suitable for me. ≥ ≥," Song Shuhang pointed at his face: "I feel that I can play a more kind character. For example..."

For example, which role is good?

The story of lying, Gao Moumou, and the characters appearing at the beginning, it is not easy to find a good male character.

The only thing that counts on the 'good-looking male character' seems to be that only the one who married the sister-in-law, and finally went to die with the sister-in-law, even the role that the name does not have.

And this role, because of the reason for getting married with the sister, is also very attractive at the beginning.

Song Shuhang thought for a long time, but he couldn’t think of any role he would like to play.

Looking at Song Shuhang for a long time, Bai Zun said: "I feel that this high-rise brother must have a very kind appearance. So, the kind appearance of the kindness can match people's actions, which can bring a strong contrast."

The words of Bai Zunren are justified, and Song Shuhang can’t refute it!

Bai Zunren looked at Song Shuhang: "Book Air, don't you want to play this role?"

Song Shuhang said with a smile: "The white predecessor, in fact... I am not prepared to play this high-skilled brother, I am afraid that this role will not be played."

"Don't worry, if you haven't started shooting, you can just study this role. And, when the film starts, we still have the chance to audition. If it doesn't really suit, then we will change the role." Sayādaw comforted.

Song Shuhang’s eyes are bright: “Yes.” There is also a chance to audition. If he does not play well, he can change people.

Bai Zun also asked: "When is the book, how can we start shooting this movie?"

"I want to wait for at least Gao to write the story, then the master of the swallowing cloud into a script, and then start shooting." Song Shuhang replied.

White Zun: "How long will it take?"

"Gao Moumou once said that the script can be fixed before the end of this month. Then you can start shooting. By the time I just started school." Song Shuhang muttered.

This summer time has passed so fast, but I feel that this summer is particularly long because of the summer time, he has experienced too many things. Adding to the reason of the ‘Bingshui’s Time City, let him experience nearly a month.

"It will take so long." White Zun whispered.

"No way, after all, the script takes time. Moreover, when the predecessors of the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 group' contact the good crew, the crew is ready to rush to shoot, and it will take some time to prepare." Song Shuhang replied.

"That is, it will take a long time?" Bai Zun said mutteringly: "I really hope that the script can be done quickly, if we can start shooting tomorrow."

The white lord feels that his actor's soul is burning and can't wait to play a movie.

"Not so fast, and Gao Moumou and Master Yunyun have drunk too much. Both of them are sleeping and resting. Waiting for tomorrow, I ask them to step up the script and try to start shooting soon." Song Shuhang laughed.

Although swallowing has always been called the 'master', he is just a disciple, eating meat and drinking. So I drink a little bit and I am drunk.

"It has to be like this." Bai Zun said.

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August 10, at 7pm.

Gao Moumou, who was originally drunk, suddenly woke up and couldn’t sleep.

In his heart, there is something called 'inspiration' that explodes like a nuclear bomb, and countless inspirations fill his brain.

For an author, inspiration is the most important thing in writing. Without feelings, even with the world's top writing, the things written are nothing but a pile of gorgeous words, lacking soul.

At this time, Gao Moumou, who was inspired by the big bang, couldn't sleep at all. He quickly climbed out of bed, grabbed paper and pen, and quickly recorded the inspiration in his mind.

These precious inspirations, as long as they are sorted out, can all become the story of Gao’s story.

After writing for a while, Gao Moumou wanted to open the computer and record the inspiration to the computer. But when he was ready to boot, he saw his girlfriend's buds.

Gao Moumou is a close boyfriend.

In order not to disturb the rest of the bud, he carefully left the room, with his own paper and pen, ready to go to Song Shuhang or Tubo's room to create.

When Gao Moumou pushed out the door, he just saw a figure coming towards his room.

It is the master of Swallowing in the ‘national level writer’.

"Hey, Gaomou a little friend, are you awake?" When Master Yunyun saw Gao Moumou, he smiled.

"Master, are you not awake?" Gao Moumou smiled softly. He waved the paper and book on his hand and said, "I don't know why. When I was sleeping, I suddenly felt a lot of inspiration in my mind. These inspirations are too many. I am afraid that I will forget these inspirations when I wake up, so I will get up and prepare to record them."

"Gao Moumou Xiaoyou, you are in good shape." Master Yunyun laughed happily: "Actually, I am the same. When I was sleeping, I suddenly woke up, and then I felt that I was full of energy and always wanted to find Do something. Then I remembered the story of Gao Xiaoyou's little friend. So, I want to change your story to a script when I am full of energy."

Gao Moumou and Master Yunyun looked at each other and smiled.

Not acting Mao, this moment, the two suddenly felt that there was a feeling of finding a 'sounding'.

"That is the master of swallowing clouds, why don't we find a place to perfect this story?" Gao Moumou waved his notebook.

"It is the intention." Master Yun Yun said.

"That's not as good as going to the master's room, my girlfriend is still resting." Gao Moumou said again.

Master Yun Yun: "I am in agreement."

So, two inexplicable inspirations, full of enthusiasm for the original author and screenwriter, met in the room of Master Yun Yun, and began their script production process.

Gao Moumou felt his inspiration for many years, and there has not been so many inspirations, countless plot ideas, and constantly bursting out in his mind. These inspirations and plot ideas are enough for him to finish the script story!

The swallowing of the same feeling of power, has never been so abundant, a steady stream of energy, enough to let him complete several adaptations of the script overnight!

Anyway, Gao Moumou and Master Yun Yun have a sense of confidence in their hearts.

Tonight is today!

They are going to write this story perfectly!

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the other side.

At the junction of the East China Sea and the Pacific Ocean, there is a mysterious island that has never appeared on any world map. The entire island is covered by supernatural powers, even the most advanced technology, and its existence cannot be detected.

Over the island, there are countless colorful butterflies flying here, and it is the home of the Yukoko girl, 'Lingsha Island'.

The singer of the sacred butterfly sits quietly in a pavilion, pointing the way the daughter constructs the robbery.

The structure of the method of crossing the robbery is also very particular. The robbery is not a wave of things. In addition to the thunder, the four-day robbery will also have the looting of various attributes such as water robbery, fire robbery and land robbery.

It’s ridiculous, so when you’re going to frame the law, you need to have all sorts of preparations, just in case.

Yukoko wiped the sweat, and the huge and complicated array of the structure alone was very tiring. However, these formations must be completed by her alone, and her father, the sacred butterfly, can not intervene, otherwise it will increase the power of the robbery.

"It's still a little bit, don't worry. Today, I am patient and 'bringing feathers'. After completing the formation, after successful robbery, I can go to the Song predecessors to make a movie together, and Auntie promised me. Come on. , young feathers!" Yurouzi muttered.

"Song predecessors, wait for me, be sure to prepare a fun character for me!" Yukoko secretly clenched his fist and continued his tenacious framework.

She must not miss this interesting thing about making a movie.

......

......

The spirit butterfly sage in the pavilion took a sip of tea.

At this time, a colorful butterfly fell on the shoulders of the spirit butterfly.

"Master, I have contacted an elite film crew. Now the crew is looking at the location of Niutian Mountain in Wenzhou City, China. I have already negotiated with them. Tomorrow, their crew will rush to the Jiangnan area and start to work for Song Shuhang. Xiaoyou’s filming is ready.” The butterfly passed the message in secret and passed the message to the sacred butterfly. “In addition, I have sent people into this group, and I can strengthen the work of the crew. Efficiency, to ensure that the film is shot in the shortest time. According to the teacher's instructions, I arranged a magic butterfly for each member of the crew. There is a magic butterfly, even when the film is taken, it is captured. Some amazing pictures, the members of the crew will not be surprised."

Because when the actors of the movie are a group of powerful monks, maybe they will fly in the process of shooting, or what kind of bombardment.

In order to prevent accidents, the spirit of the sorcerer will arrange a magic butterfly for each member of the crew. When the members of these crews see the supernatural power of the monk, they will automatically block or Brain fills these pictures.

For example, if you use the picture of ‘ palm of your hand, the palm of your hand will be blocked. The pictures of the flying sky will automatically make up various props.

"Good job." Lingdie Supreme smiled and nodded: "In addition, we will come out from our Lingdie Island and pack the food of this crew. Every meal has a 'vigorous agent, diluted gas. Blood Dan's, the water in the drinking water is added with the tea of ​​Lingmai Bicha. It ensures that the whole crew is full of energy and energy from top to bottom."

"No problem, Master." The butterfly replied with wings.

"Then let's do this first." Lingdie Zun nodded. (To be continued.)