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Chapter 609 Su Tong's Traditional Literary Novels

After filming with Su Tong for more than ten days, Taylor Swift exclaimed: "Su, in my opinion, you are not making a movie, but producing products on an assembly line."

Because the pre-preparation was very sufficient, and the key members of the crew were equivalent to Su Tong who brought them out by hand. After three years, everyone could understand the set and so on. The place to yell.

The entire crew of the crew moved skillfully, like a machine, and Su Tong could sit back and relax with a single command.

In fact, he only needs to give instructions to the team leader of each group. He trains the team leader, and the team leader trains the team members.

The working attitude and style of the entire crew are completely carved out of Su Tong's mold, efficient, harmonious, and stable.

The backbones that Liang Gang and he took away were also brought out by Su Tong.

People are fond of nostalgia, Su Tong thought from another aspect, and felt that Liang Gang was kind and didn't take away too many people.At least he still remembers some old feelings, otherwise he would probably take away more people.

The backbones left now can't learn much from following Su Tong.

They can jump to other crews, pay raises and benefits, but they don't.

"They are all my comrades-in-arms, brothers dare not tell." Su Tong said with a light smile, they will leave one day, they have laughed and scolded, there is no permanent feast in the world.

"Su, I feel sorry for you about what happened some time ago, but I want to tell you that you should learn to be content. Look at the actors in the crew, who came from afar like me, and they all admire you for having such a team. , This is a strong team that we have never encountered before." Seeing that Su Tong was not in a very high mood, Taylor comforted her, she had been here for so long, and she knew about Liang Gang leading a group to leave some time ago.

"Thank you." Su Tong felt that growing up was a very troublesome thing, like a machine that would rust and be full of cracks after running for a long time.

Nothing lasts forever, after the bright red mantle is raised, there is always a moment when it falls.

In the following days, Su Tong concentrated on filming the movie, and kept his ears to the outside world.

After one and a half months, the interior shooting is basically completed, and some main actors may be needed to come over to shoot some shots later.

Because of the post-production, once Su Tong found it necessary, he had to do it.

The actors also agreed to be on call, and Taylor could only wish for more, so that she could have a reason to come to Daqin to see Su Tong.

Most people's feelings need to be adjusted and adapted. For example, when you meet someone for the first time, you think the other person is ugly, but after getting along for a long time, you don't think so anymore, and you may even think that the other person is actually quite good-looking.

After getting along for more than a month, the crew was formed temporarily, and many members reluctantly said goodbye.

The shooting process of every film is a play in life.

After arguing and scolding, I finally laughed it off and continued to the next stage of life.

Since then, the interior and exterior scenes have basically been filmed, and the rest is mainly post-production, and Su Tong plans to put it aside for the time being.

Zhang Xin was in a hurry, she refused to let Su Tong touch "The Masked Singer" and the new reality show, and didn't want to distract him.

But Su Tong didn't intend to touch it either, he was busy with other things.

In the past two months, Principal Song called him several times, but he didn't say or ask anything, just asked him about his health.

But Su Tong knew very well that Principal Song wanted to talk to him. He said that he would write a novel, but nothing happened.

"Sister Song, take a good rest. I was too busy making movies before. When I answered your phone call, you pretended to be stupid and I pretended to be stupid too. Now let me tell you, I will go get the material right away, and I will write it for you within a week. "Su Tong said solemnly, he can't delay any longer, he has already decided which novel to use.

It was a novel that won the Nobel Prize in Literature in his previous life. No matter what the result is here, at least he has to modify the background of the story first.

Moreover, in order to fit perfectly, he had to obtain materials and learn some professional knowledge.

For example, if the location changes, the climate, humanities, and other story backgrounds must also change accordingly, so it can't be too outrageous.

Literary novels are not online fantasy novels. Nima literary novels have a scene where the galaxy shatters, and the judges vomited blood on the spot.

For this reason, Su Tong specially went to visit a certain type of older generation in Seaside City, chatted with them, and listened to their stories about making a living when they were young or young.

After that, Su Tong went to sea again by boat.

When he was a child, he took a cruise with his parents to go out to sea, and his memory is not very clear.

After returning, Su Tong immersed himself in "creation".

Three days later, after confirming that it fits this world, Su Tong started to write.

"Principal Song, you've lived up to expectations. It's finally written. You can read it first." Su Tong called Principal Song.

The work of proofreading was done by Xiaoyu.

In the end, many typos were found. Su Tong checked it several times, but he couldn't find it.

As for the English version, Xiaoyu didn't have enough vocabulary, so she honestly told Su Tong that she couldn't fault it.

"Let me take a look first. The email you sent, right?" Principal Song turned on the computer while making a phone call. After a look, he couldn't laugh or cry: "English version?"

"Karma?" Su Tong was also in front of the computer, looked at the sent emails, and I went, the one sent to Principal Song was in English.

"Here, there are both English and Chinese versions. Wait, I'll send you the Chinese version." Su Tong sent another email.

"Okay, I received it. I'll read it first. You are busy with your work." Seeing the Chinese version and the name of the novel, Principal Song was quite excited.

For this day, she waited for several years.

The older generation of Writers Association has been waiting for Su Tong, waiting for him to write traditional literary novels.

two hours later.

"Xiao Tong, can I tell the seniors in the group that you have written this novel now, is it okay?" Principal Song called Su Tong again, feeling more excited than when he just found out that Su Tong had finished writing the novel.

"No problem, I have handed over the novel to the company for publication," Su Tong said.

After Principal Song hung up the phone, she quickly joined the group. She has been very low-key for the past two years, basically just watching everyone talking, and occasionally making a fuss.

In fact, the old people don't like to chat in the group, it takes a lot of effort, and they will greet them in the group when there is a forum or something.

"Xiaotong has published a novel, a literary novel." Principal Song sent a message in the group.

The old people don't use buttons very much, only one or two who are about the same age as Principal Song use a little more.

"what?"

"Has he written literary fiction?"

It took a long time for the two writers to respond. It is estimated that they are the only ones online, otherwise the old guys must have erupted when they saw it.

"Yes, I just finished reading the novella." Principal Song replied quickly, and she wanted to share the joy with everyone.

"Bring it, share it!!!"

The two writers immediately opened their eyes like a young man seeing a beautiful woman.

"He just finalized the draft today, and it hasn't been published yet, so I can't give it to you," Principal Song replied.

Nima, those two writers are playing this trick again. She has hidden the last poem that Su Tong gave to Principal Song for three years. Except for the late Mr. Zhao, no one is lucky enough to read it.

"Call Mr. Zhou and the others to come up, and Xiao Song has repeated his old tricks. This time, no matter what you say, you will not be spared."

The two writers quickly called the old guys.

(End of this chapter)