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Chapter 284 Confirming the Script
The third level of Yonghui Qiming.

Ning Hao sat hunched over in a chair, operating the computer with an uneasy look on his face.

The reason he felt uncomfortable was because there were a lot of people standing behind him.

New Year's Day had just passed, and Beijing Film Academy was on holiday, so Lao Tian pulled a group of people over to help him. Two teachers came, and the rest were juniors and seniors.

This was obviously to allow students to learn some practical skills. Anyway, He Daqi had a good influence in Yonghui Qiming. The teacher brought the students over to treat him and let his students earn some internship fees. He Daqi couldn't refuse.

This is really hard for Ning Hao.

Originally, most of Yonghui Qiming's film and television post-production professionals came from Beijing Film Academy, and they often joked that Ning Hao was now a children's film director.

As a result, now that his younger classmates have come, they find that he is no longer filming Balabala the Fairies, but has turned around and made another children's movie. This makes Ning Hao feel aggrieved and speechless.

Damn! Why did I have to go to the grassland to shoot this children's movie? Why didn't I just shoot the script that Daqi gave me?

Ning Hao pondered for a moment before remembering why he had been so stubborn as to insist on going to the grassland to film a children's film...

It was because He Daqi said a few words to me that I made this decision on the spur of the moment.

Thinking of this, Ning Hao looked at He Daqi, who was standing next to him happily, with disdain.

"What's wrong, senior brother?" He Daqi asked with a smile.

"It's okay, my neck is a little sore, just turn your head." Ning Hao pretended to turn his neck.

"Brother, I think your film is really well shot. How should I put it... I feel like the quality has been greatly improved. It's not even on the same level as your film Incense. It's gone from a country boy to an artistic youth."

He Daqi was not talking nonsense. He had seen Ning Hao's original green grass before. The difference between the new version and the original one was too big.

The original green grass looked a bit like a rough handmade product from a small workshop, but now this version has the technological beauty of a hardcore industry.

Ning Hao twitched the corner of his mouth when he heard this, but said nothing.

For this movie, he spent all the money he earned in the past two years, and ended up owing He Daqi 200,000 yuan.

Fortunately, Lai Yonghui Qiming did the post-production work without having to pay for it and even provided food, which gave him the idea that he could make a profit by making the movie. Otherwise, every time he went home, he would have to ask his wife for money even for a cigarette, which made him feel like a social scum.

"Haozi's film is really good. I remember that Incense was just novel, with average technique and a lot of useless metaphorical shots. This one is much better than Incense. You should watch more and learn from him. Haozi just graduated last year, but now he's already a very qualified director."

Old Tian turned around with a stern face and said to the students who came for internship, which caused a group of students studying film and television post-production to immediately nod in agreement.

The pressure is so great. My senior who just graduated for a year has already filmed six TV series and two movies. How can such a film king be hidden under this rough appearance?
Ning Hao felt even more uncomfortable after being praised. It would be strange if you could feel comfortable when a group of people are watching you work.

Da da da.

The sound of high heels was heard, and He Daqi looked up and saw Wu Nannan walking towards him with a stack of documents.

"Daqi, two more scripts were sent over there. Take a look at these two."

Wu Nannan handed the two scripts in her hand to He Daqi.

"Okay, I'll go to the office and take a look."

He Daqi took the script, said hello to his classmates, and turned to walk towards Zhou Huimin's office.

"Daqi, remember to record the theme song as soon as possible." Lao Tian reminded.

"Okay, Teacher Tian."

He Daqi nodded, without stopping, leisurely holding the script, tapping it and humming a little tune.

As he left, Lao Tian waved his hand and told the students to start working.

In the office, Zhou Huimin was admiring herself with a small mirror.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, she looked up and found that it was He Daqi who came in. She didn't say anything and continued to happily fiddle with the small mirror in front of her.

"Get out of the way, I want to sit in the boss chair!"

It’s a pity that some ignorant person didn’t intend to let Zhou Huimin continue to be in a good mood.

"Get out! Don't force me to make trouble with you when I'm happy!" Zhou Huimin rolled her eyes and replied with disgust.

"I'll arrange for Sister Liu to buy another executive chair later. This company will be mine from now on. I can't not even have a good chair to sit on, right?"

He Daqi muttered to himself as he dragged a chair over and sat opposite Zhou Huimin.

Zhou Huimin didn't even bother to look at him, let alone respond to him.

This made He Daqi, who wanted to provoke, extremely embarrassed. Ever since He Daqi passed out drunk at the wrap-up party two days ago, Zhou Huimin treated him with cold violence.

This made He Daqi, who was used to Zhou Huimin pestering him all day long, particularly uncomfortable. In the past two days, he was trying various ways to make Zhou Huimin angry, just to break the deadlock. If that didn't work, he could resort to Mortal Kombat.

The script was placed on the table, but he lost interest after reading a few pages of the first one. He thought the subject matter was not right and he couldn't shoot it.

He read the second book for a long time, but finally shook his head and closed it. The character was not good, he was a pervert. It was difficult to predict the box office performance of such a film. Besides, He Daqi was not suitable to play such a role now.

Throwing the two scripts away, He Daqi thought for a moment with his chin in his hand, then closed his eyes and went into the film library.

Not long after, he opened his eyes after finding the specific data, then stood up, pulled the landline in front of Zhou Huimin, and called Liu Ying's office.

"Sister Liu, I'm Daqi. Please talk to Sister Wu. The two new scripts sent to you aren't suitable. Ask CJ to help check. There's a script called The Host. Ask if they've started development on that project. If they have, I'll write my own script, but the role I want to play in this script might be a villain."

Hearing what He Daqi said, Zhou Huimin raised her head suddenly. After He Daqi hung up the phone, she asked anxiously: "You want to write a script yourself? And play a villain? Why give it to Xijie? It would be better for us to keep it and shoot it ourselves."

This tastes just right!
Now the offense and defense had switched, and it was He Daqi's turn to ignore everyone. Looking at He Daqi's smug face, as if he had won a round, Zhou Huimin really wanted to go over and grab his cheek and ask: Are you still a child?

But her hands were much faster than her brain. She picked up the cartoon pillow she had just brought today and prepared to sleep on in the office and threw it to He Daqi.

He Daqi pushed away the pillow she threw at him, stood up and said with a fierce grin, "I think you deserve a beating!"

As he said this, he was about to go over and grab Zhou Huimin and beat her up.

"you dare!"

Zhou Huimin began to circle around the table with He Daqi. After a while, when He Daqi was about to catch her, Zhou Huimin was so frightened that she quickly swung her chair back to block He Daqi's steps.

Fortunately, Liu Ying and Wu Nannan knocked on the door and saved Zhou Huimin, otherwise He Daqi really wanted to beat Zhou Huimin up to vent the frustration of the past two days.

He Daqi went over and opened the door to see the two people coming together. He asked in surprise, "What's wrong, Sister Liu?"

"Let's talk inside." Liu Ying said with a smile.

He Daqi opened the door and let them in.

After entering the room, Liu Ying went to make tea and coffee, while Wu Nannan dragged two more chairs over and placed them next to Zhou Huimin's large solid wood table.

After Liu Ying came back with a tray and placed tea and coffee in front of everyone, Wu Nannan spoke:
"First, Seagate found the script for The Host. It hasn't even been put into production yet, and the director is looking for investors. After hearing your request, Seagate called the director directly. I'm guessing the director has already taken the script to Seagate. They just called back and said that if they approve the script, they'd agree to use it for this collaborative film."

After Wu Nannan finished speaking, she took a sip of coffee and then said nothing. She looked up and waited for He Daqi and Zhou Huimin to respond.

"Da Qi, did your director friend in South Korea tell you this script? Who was that... Yi Jijun, right?" Zhou Huimin asked He Da Qi.

He Daqi was upset that he hadn't given Zhou Huimin a beating just now. He turned the cup in front of him, watching the tea leaves slowly swirl in it, and replied lazily, "The heavens told me so."

Zhou Huimin rolled her eyes again in anger at this pretense.

Liu Ying covered her mouth and smiled. Seeing this, she knew that the couple was quarreling again. Seeing that He Daqi was obviously ready to compete with Zhou Huimin, she said:
"Da Qi, since you know the script, could you please tell me about the plot? Otherwise, if the script is not suitable, let alone Seagate, we will not let you take on the movie randomly."

He Daqi's expression became a little more serious, and he slowly recounted the plot of The Host.

(If you don't want to waste words, I'll put the movie explanation in the comments section, or you can look up the plot yourself.)
After hearing He Daqi's story, the three women in the office frowned at the same time.

He Daqi's speech was too bland, making them feel that there was nothing worth watching in this movie.

"Are you sure this script is good?" Zhou Huimin asked the question in her heart.

"This script is actually not that good. The key is that you have to think about the mentality of the Koreans. The wastewater leaked from the Bald Eagle Military Base caused a monster to appear in the Han River. What do you think this kind of plot means to them?" He Daqi spread his hands and asked Zhou Huimin.

Even though He Daqi explained, the three women in the room still had some concerns.

Seeing that no one was talking, Wu Nannan decided to drop the topic for the time being. Seagate still had to review the script anyway, and based on their feedback, she could verify whether what He Daqi had just said was correct.

She turned to He Daqi again and asked, "Second question, Daqi, you said you're going to write a script and you're going to play the villain yourself. Can you explain why? It's not that you're not allowed to take villain roles, but generally speaking, if someone of your caliber takes a villain role, it means the character must have something special to offer."

He Daqi didn't even think about it and answered directly, "The character I designed is similar to the Host I mentioned earlier. It also exploits the psychology of the Korean people. The villain is a chaebol son who commits all kinds of evil and is eventually brought to justice. This is the kind of plot that ordinary people there can most relate to and is most suitable for daydreaming about."

Well, everyone says it's almost as good as The Host, so it's hard for the three of them to comment on whether it's any good or not.

"Then... Daqi, you should prepare the script first. We'll all take a look at it together when it's ready."

She came here excitedly, but ended up not being able to make the conversation clear. Liu Ying replied with a wry smile, then stood up and left the office with Wu Nannan.

He Daqi immediately followed and locked the door from the inside, then turned back to look at Zhou Huimin eagerly.

Perhaps He Daqi's smile was too frivolous, which made Zhou Huimin feel a little scared. She threatened in a timid manner: "He Daqi, if you dare to make a move today, I will go back and smash your computer so that you can't play games!"

"Oh, I'm so scared! Just try to smash one, today I'm going to make you know what domestic violence is!" He Daqi said meanly as he approached Zhou Huimin.

"Da Qi, do you still remember the dragon robes worn by Xiao Yu'er and Hua Wu Que? I took them home but never wore them to show you. How about I wear them tonight?" Seeing that she could not threaten He Da Qi, Zhou Huimin immediately changed her tactics.

This really made He Daqi hesitate. Between choosing between beating her up and changing her clothes, He Daqi wanted to have both.

……

……

Early this morning, Zhou's mother took the Filipino maid out for a walk, and the two children were taken away by Mr. He and Mrs. He. Now only He Daqi and Zhou Huimin were left at home, so He Daqi started practicing singing in the villa without any scruples.

"Yellow people, walking on the street, the world knows that I am different..."

After He Daqi finished singing, he looked at Zhou Huimin, waiting for her evaluation.

"The pitch is still a little high at the beginning, and I'll lower it a bit, but it's much better than before. I feel like I can go into the studio and record after a few more days of practice."

After hearing Zhou Huimin's comments, He Daqi sighed and collapsed on the sofa as if he had no bones.

"I feel like I've been so busy lately. I have to discuss the plot of The Host with South Korea, practice singing, and go to CCTV for rehearsals from time to time. I haven't been this tired even when filming."

Zhou Huimin took a bite of the apple, chewed it, and swallowed it. Seeing He Daqi's lazy look, she smiled and teased, "You don't feel tired, you want to play games, right? Look at how lazy you are. I'm urging you to play games. Otherwise, you would be too lazy to stay at home every day to play games and entertain the children."

"You talk as if you're not lazy. If you're so energetic, why don't you go hold a concert? You don't even want to earn the free money?" He Daqi retorted with narrowed eyes.

"Stop nagging! Hurry up and practice! Don't forget this is Xiaoyuer and Hua Wuque's theme song. If you don't practice it quickly, it will be difficult to do in post-production."

At Zhou Huimin's urging, He Daqi sighed again and continued singing.

In fact, he was really tired. He was not making excuses just now. There were a lot of things going on in the past few days. The day he had imagined to take a good rest after finishing the filming did not come. Instead, it became more noisy than before.

(End of this chapter)