Glory of Rebirth

Chapter 238

Zhou Mengyao nodded as a matter of course: "It must, our joint studio can't afford other people's scripts now, so you are the only one who will do it first."

"Don't be kidding, even Miss Zhou dared not use my script, so she invited Teacher Zhou to adapt it. Are you afraid of losing everything?" Qiao Bailu shook her head quickly, and Zhou Mengyao laughed twice: "What are you afraid of? Elder sister has nothing but money!"

The corners of Qiao Bailu's mouth twitched, she was speechless: "You have money and I don't have it. I want to accumulate a lot of money. The first time I wrote a script, I got a bad start, and I won't get a good start in the future. Why don't we do it like this, we won't be a junior soon Right? After school starts, you start running for the studio certificate first, let's find an old-fashioned playwright first, and it will be a hit, and then I will publish the script, okay?"

Zhou Mengyao rubbed her chin: "That's fine. I'll draw up a contract later. The studio belongs to the two of us. Dividends and shares must be settled in advance. Brothers have to settle accounts clearly. Let's make a deal first. I won’t be afraid of quarreling anymore.”

Qiao Bailu nodded quickly, expressing that this is a good idea, she is really not in the mood to write a script right now, since the school celebration party is about to start, she is still waiting to see the result.

For her show, the screenwriter and the actors have no problems, but they are not without problems. Most of the problems are props and backgrounds.Because the setting is the future, even if mech spaceships and the like do not appear, there must be a projection, but the projection as big as the background wall of the stage must be very clear, where can I find it?

I just found it, where did I edit scenes like that?

After being busy for half a month, Qiao Bailu lost five or six catties, and Liu Aiping even lost nearly ten catties. Before the party started, she hugged Qiao Bailu and rubbed her arms hard: "At first I was thinking about losing weight, but I never had time. , but I didn't expect that this month, the effect is so good! Why don't I hang out with you in the future! Try to lose another ten catties!"

Qiao Bailu nodded with a smile: "Okay, I'm reluctant to part with you, why don't you make a promise with your body, and let's meet each other every day?"

Liu Aiping held her hand and nodded vigorously: "Okay, sir, as long as you don't think I'm older than you, why don't we take advantage of everyone's presence and pay homage to the heaven and earth and the high hall?"

Zhou Mengyao next to her was speechless: "Stop talking nonsense, the hosts are on stage, and the party is about to start, you have to listen carefully, don't miss the voice of the program announced earlier."

Qiao Bailu and Liu Aiping looked at each other, but they fell silent.In fact, the two of them teased each other before because they were too nervous. After working for half a month, they will see the effect today. If they succeed, the two of them will be famous.

If you don't succeed, then it's hard work in vain. Naturally, you're nervous.The two of them were pretty good, even if they were nervous, they were just looking for someone to talk to. The lead dancer of the first show was trembling nervously, and the lead singer had to keep comforting in a low voice.

Some people are just nervous before going on stage.After the host reported the show, the lead singer came up and it was the lead dancer's turn. His trembling body suddenly straightened up, and he slid sideways with his arms outstretched very skillfully.

Qiao Bailu stared dumbfounded, touched her chin, then turned to ask the actor behind her, "Are you nervous?"

"A little bit, but not very nervous, Bai Lu, didn't you say that you treat the people below as potatoes?" A girl said with a smile, Qiao Bailu said with a serious face: "I suddenly realized that it is not okay to treat the people below as potatoes. They don’t look like potatoes! How about you think of them as purple cabbage, or purple onions? Or, burnt potatoes?”

(End of this chapter)