The entertainment industry is sober

Chapter 182 Publishing Plan＋A Flock of Sheep Is Shed

"What is she doing?"

Wang Biao just went to communicate with the crew about Ni Bingyan's work schedule for next week, and when he got back to the car, he saw her holding a laptop computer, typing slowly.

Probably because she seldom uses a computer, her typing is not much faster than Yizhichan, which makes Wang Biao so anxious!I wish I could do it for her twice.

In the past, Ni Bingyan was not just taking notes and making papers, but also reading, writing, and drawing. She never finished reading with her mobile phone or tablet. As for games, she had never seen her play them.

To be honest, if he hadn't caught her using a computer today, Wang Biao would have thought she hadn't bought it.

There was the matter of secretly selling paintings before, but now when he sees Ni Bingyan's abnormal behavior, he will be very concerned, for fear that he will miss something exciting again.

The two chairs in the cab of this RV can be rotated. When the car stops, the small table between the two chairs can be lifted up. When the chairs are rotated, it is very pleasant to sit here and read a book and drink tea.

Ni Bingyan likes to stay in the living room, and because of the driver's sense of territory, Duanmuli likes to stay here.

Seeing Wang Biao leaning over to ask a question in a low voice, Duanmuli calmly turned over a page of "World Film History" at hand, and also replied softly: "I don't know."

"I remember that you like to write articles very much, and the notebooks are full of two books. Have you ever thought about sorting them out, collecting them into a volume, and publishing a book?"

After a few corrections, Wang Biao returned the notebook.

Although Wang Biao is smooth, he has a good point. He never lies when talking to his own people.

There was no study room in the car, and Ni Bingyan was sitting in front of the dining table in the living room, only three or four meters away from them. Even if they spoke softly, they heard a few words.

Ni Bingyan stopped, pinched the phone black, and looked at Brother Biao seriously: "What do you think? Tell me!"

Duanmuli glanced at him sideways and said nothing, but Wang Biao understood her meaning immediately.

"You don't want to learn from Erha next door!"

It takes a long time to draw a picture!Especially those things that satisfy her, how uncomfortable it would be if they were torn apart by Gouzi!

Ni Bingyan is a very honest person, and rarely hides anything from them. Instead of sneaking up to ask her, it is better to ask the Lord directly.

Wang Biao sighed and smiled helplessly.

You are a master of time management!
She has a good point!
Her time is indeed valuable.

After finishing filming in the evening, Ni Bingyan went out for a walk with the dog, and went to take a shower after returning to the car.

It can't be her fault, she doesn't usually use this knowledge.

There are several production crews here, and some artists brought dogs into the crew. Ni Bingyan walks the dog every day and meets many poop scavengers. Wangcai also slowly made friends, one of which is Erha.

After taking a shower, Wang Biao went to the hotel with the crew, and the aunt who cooked had already left. Ni Bingyan and Duanmuli had eaten, one was responsible for cleaning up the dishes, and the other was responsible for boiling water, soaking feet and feeding the dog.

The free learning materials are very fragrant, but the supporting services are out of the question, okay?
I don’t study often when I see Brother Biao, and I don’t understand that the free ones are the most expensive.

Recently, Ni Bingyan's greatest joy is watching the bad luck of the shit-shoveling officer next door.

"Do you think you are wrong?"

Wangcai immediately crawled out from under the table, baring his teeth and losing his temper at her.

I usually write these for self-entertainment, and I haven't shown it to anyone yet, Ni Bingyan only thinks that he is coaxing himself.

That afternoon, Ni Bingyan had this matter in her heart and was a little absent-minded.

Wang Biao didn't refuse, took it over and took a look, and saw that it was indeed her suffering from mild depression this time, so he helped her change it.

Good things are okay, but if something bad happens, he, the executive manager, will be in bad luck if he is not careful, so it is better to be more cautious.

Seeing that she still refused, Wang Biao thought of a new reason: "After the publication, you can still auction the manuscript, and use the proceeds from the auction to do charity. It's like killing birds with one stone!"

"I just took out the painting I drew before to have a look. It insisted on crawling on my lap, so I hugged it up. As a result, these paintings were hung up before it was harmed!"

"What are you talking about, Brother Biao?"

"Then you have to be disciplined."

After tidying up, Duanmuli came out of the shower and said that she still had a study video to finish, so she went to the second bedroom at the front of the car. As usual, Ni Bingyan took out rice paper and pens, and began to conceive while grinding ink.

"Hey, you are so dumb, if there is something that involves privacy, wouldn't it be fine if you don't include it?"

This person is good at everything, but not confident enough.

Seeing her close the notebook, walk into the bedroom with a few steps, and close the door, Wang Biao and Duanmuli looked at each other and sighed helplessly.

Seeing that she had saved the document, she took out her mobile phone to buy lessons, Wang Biao hurriedly stopped her: "There are a lot of free learning materials on the Internet, I will help you find one later, don't just buy it blindly!"

"Well, that's it, it's very simple."

Wang Biao chuckled: "I'm not worried about violating her privacy!"

"It's just right, Brother Biao, can you help me take a look? After inserting the picture, the layout is always wrong, what's the matter?"

Ni Bingyan was excited to see it, and immediately laid out another piece of paper, and drew this scene.

After asking, I found out that her father heard from someone that actors would drive such a car when they came out to work. If she didn't have one, she would lose as soon as she showed up.

"I just read it. Your article is of high quality, fluent in writing, sincere in emotion, beautiful in language, and poetic and literary in your stomach. It's true. You are excellent. Don't belittle yourself."

"The eyes of this painting are so lively, is it angry?"

After watching the video, Duanmuli came over to pour water for a drink, and saw that she had finished painting and was washing her brushes there, so she leaned over to watch.

"I saw you typing there, and I was a little curious about what you were writing. After all, I've never seen you use a computer before. I'm afraid it's inconvenient for me to ask, so I'll ask Xiaoli first to see if she knows."

Inevitably, she said awkwardly: "You are all girls, there are many things that are better to talk about, I am a big man, so I have to pay attention to propriety."

Duanmuli studied for a day, and wanted to take a break before going to bed. When she saw her painting, she recorded a video on the side.

Fortunately, at this moment, Wen Qing started to fall in love with Gu Feng, and she was always distracted when she was working. Her appearance like this made her more real.

"How long has it been? You have saved so much? Speaking of which, have you ever thought about publishing a picture book? There is also a picture exhibition, do you want to hold one?"

Duanmuli was helpless, returned to her bed, and started to check Weibo.

Seeing Wang Biao's dissuasion, Ni Bingyan quickly waved her hand: "It's okay, Brother Biao, this one is not expensive, and it has much more comprehensive knowledge than what I found online. Most importantly, I use this APP often, and it is quite skilled in operation. One-on-one guidance from famous teachers, and there will be after-school exam questions to verify the mastery of knowledge points, which is great!"

How could she do such a thing as writing a book?
I really dare not even think about it!
If you really want to publish it, you won't be laughed at to death!
"Writing a book is different from other things. I'm not that material! I'm not good enough, but I'm just a clown who makes me laugh."

"Here, my boss, I'm still not asleep at this point, and I'm still painting!"

If you want to ask Ni Bingyan what he is most proficient in surfing the Internet, he is undoubtedly looking for various reliable classes.

Hearing this, Ni Bingyan's eyes widened immediately!

Seeing that she had successfully placed the order, Wang Biao didn't say any more, but before she started the first lesson, he said:

"Okay, okay, I'm going to read the script! Let's talk about it later!"

"Publish a book?"

"I'm still far behind! Writing a book or biography is just a joke!"

"Many artists have published books, of course you can too! For those who lack cultural background, even hire someone to write their autobiography for them! You wrote it all yourself, and fans will definitely rush to buy it. As long as you have that In terms of ideas and royalties, I can definitely talk about the highest treatment for you!"

"Hey! You're making sense, aren't you?"

"How is this cutting leeks?! They wish their master would publish more books! You publish books not to spread knowledge, but to share your own life insights. Those who are willing to read will naturally buy them. If you don't, you will also I can't earn their money!"

Wangcai doesn't understand the complicated thoughts of human beings. Standing on Duanmuli's legs, he saw the painting on the table at a glance. Seeing a dog on it, he immediately lost his temper!
Seeing it stretching out its paws to grab the still-dry painting, Ni Bingyan suddenly realized: "It doesn't think that I have another dog, does it?"

"It's my fault!"

As soon as the video was posted, there were already a bunch of comments below, most of which were clichés such as "Crying bird, people who are prettier than me work harder than me", "Wow! Sister Bing is the only one who loves Wangcai!"

Duanmuli wouldn't let it get used to, she just hugged it on her lap and began to teach her a lesson.

After his wife suffered from cancer in the past few years, the rich son who used to spend money like water has learned to split a penny in half and spend it.

The puppy grows fast and looks different every day. Ni Bingyan draws a picture for it every day, and now he has accumulated a thick stack.

"Uh, let me think about it first!"

So the father began to feel sorry for his daughter, and immediately took care of the matter.

Knowing that he was going to call Wei Shujie, Duanmuli nodded slightly.

In her opinion, this matter is very good. If it works well, it will gain a good reputation while increasing fans.

"I didn't realize it before. It turns out that I still have such an obvious shortcoming. I have to enroll in a class, learn Word skills, and turn the articles I wrote before into electronic versions, and send them all to my dad to save money. He doesn't know what it's like for me to work outside, so he's guessing all day long."

"Thank you Brother Biao, I know you are doing it for my own good, but I still have a lot to learn! Spend the shortest time and do the most things to earn the most!"

"I don't have to tell people about everything. What's the inconvenience?! You can just ask. It's not a big deal. Just a while ago, seeing a psychiatrist was a hot search, and my dad saw it." , I was particularly worried about me, so I thought about writing an article to record it, including the text with pictures, to sort out the cause and effect, and send it to him to have a look, so that he can rest assured."

Ni Bingyan didn't take it seriously, and after explaining, she turned the laptop around and waved at him.

But he, Old Wang, is slick, and always likes to do things like beating around the bush and using others as guns.

Duanmuli took a closer look, hey, it seems to be true!
That expression of wanting to get rid of the dog in the painting, tsk!

Just when the matter at hand came to an end, I raised my head and asked him.

It's inconvenient for a male manager to follow a female artist. Some things are known to him, and both of them are embarrassed, but don't ask, right?He was also afraid that something unexpected would happen and he would be caught off guard.

As an assistant, she also shoulders a certain promotional task, that is, to catch interesting moments in Ni Bingyan's life and post them on the Internet, so as to attract passers-by fans for Ni Bingyan.

"Yo, Bingbing, why did you mess with it?"

Ni Bingyan still shook her head.

"I have an immature idea. Come on, you can refer to it, and then ask Sister Wei if it is feasible. What do you think?"

Wangcai quarreled with her "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"!

Duanmuli looked under the table and wanted to hug it, but Wangcai let out a "woo" and turned around, facing her with his butt.

This Erha is notorious for tearing down the house. Just half a month after joining the group, he scratched the newly replaced sofa cover on his master's car and turned it into rags. That's not counting. He also likes to scratch his master's stockings. Scratching a hole, scratching a hole, when the owner is angry, it immediately admits cowardice, lying on the instep of the owner, rubbing and rolling, it is really not good for people to beat or scold.

This made sense, and Ni Bingyan began to feel moved, but she was still a little worried: "I recorded a lot of small things in my personal life. If I publish it, it would be embarrassing to be seen by others!"

Seeing her camera facing him, Ni Bingyan smiled at her embarrassedly: "Right now! Wait until I finish painting."

Since raising Wangcai, she has fallen in love with Huagou.

Hey!
The last time he suddenly bought her an RV, Ni Bingyan still couldn't figure it out. She has been debuting for so many years, why did his father suddenly think of this?

Ni Bingyan quickly waved her hand and refused.

After putting Wangcai in its kennel, Duanmuli posted the video to Weibo, and went to get the painting she put on the shelf.

Ni Bingyan was immersed in her creation, and just ignored her when there was a gust of wind blowing in her ears.

"I'll go out and make a phone call. When she plays later, remember to remind her in advance."

"Isn't this cutting vermicelli and leeks?"

Jealousy with my portrait or something, so loving~~
Having pets really heals.

When I quit Weibo, I saw that there are more groups on WeChat.

Group leader Wei Shujie, members Duanmuli and Wang Biao, group name "Let's persuade her together".

Wei Shujie: [Such as the title, do you have any good ideas, tell me? ]
The world is impermanent: [Oil and salt do not enter, I have been persuading me for a long time, but I am not tempted. ]
Da Lizi: [Sister Wei, Brother Biao, our sister Bing is painting there again, and the finished painting is half a box, why don't you persuade her to publish another picture album?Anyway, a sheep is herding, and a flock of sheep is also herding. ]
Wei Shujie: […]
Things are impermanent: […]
Old problems have not been solved, and new problems have emerged.

On weekdays, I can't beat a fart with three sticks, but when I go online, I talk too much!

However, this proposal is really good!
The world is impermanent: [I think what Li Zi said makes sense, but the question is, how to move her?I really didn't expect that she was not moved at all.Sister Wei, do you think she is humble or inferior?So good, but still inferior, how can other people live? ]
Wei Shujie: [The same rice feeds a variety of people, I don't know how she grew up like this.Alright, it's getting late, let's find a way out sooner. ]
Dalizi: [Bingbing is very righteous. If she disagrees, no one can do anything to her, but... I found that as long as her father said things, she would agree to most of them. Why don't you try to find her father? ]
The world is impermanent: [My daughter is going to be so successful, I should be so happy, it will definitely be helpful to find her father! ]
Wei Shujie: [Then I will try.Don't tell me you missed it. ]
　Please don't doubt my desire for manuscript fees, as long as I can write more words, I will definitely write more words, really!Even if you don't believe in my integrity, you still have to believe in my poverty!I'm really making up stories in my dreams, looking forward to being more sensible on the keyboard every day, and coding by myself. ┭┮﹏┭┮
　　
　
(End of this chapter)