Rebirth: Concubine of the Republic of China bravely enters the entertainment industry

Qian Fang's words were like a wake-up call;

Li Ruobai looked at the staff in the room. It turned out that he had unknowingly led so many people to pursue a wrong direction.

Even when everyone was applauding, he was still feeling smug, thinking that he had finally received Qian Fang's praise this time;

There is only one third of the shooting schedule left, and now someone comes to tell him that everything he has done is wrong. Is it too late?

At night, the three of them gathered in Qiao Sitian's room. Seeing that the two of them were not in high spirits, Liang Jie asked: "What's wrong? Weren't you confident about today's role last night? Did you make a mistake on the spot today?"

Qiao Sitian shook her head and said, "It's not because of this";

Xiaotong added: "I performed very well on the spot and received a standing ovation."

After that, he sighed again and said helplessly: "Today, Duan Linyi came to visit Zhou Nanxi, and Hou Liang came to say hello. It is said that the film crew asked Duan Linyi's song to be the ending song, saying it was a greeting. From the meaning, it seems that he wanted to make peace. I just perfunctorily ignored it."

Seeing Liang Jie's gaze turned over, Qiao Sitian said again: "It's not because of this";

Liang Jie became more and more confused and asked, "Why is that?"

"Director Li's teacher came today. After watching my segment, I don't know what they said, but Director Li looked distraught and was not in good shape afterwards. So I felt very bad today. I was wondering... Is it my problem?"

Qiao Sitian's words surprised Xiaotong. She didn't know about this part and noticed the change in the atmosphere halfway through. She thought it was just her own psychological effect, but she didn't expect there was something else going on.

"Director Li's teacher, if I remember correctly, should be Mr. Qian Fang. Oh my God, why did Li Ruobai invite this master? It's just an artistic love film, why did he invite a big shot who directed a tribute film to direct it? Isn't this just putting pressure on himself?"

Liang Jie smacked her lips repeatedly, searched Baidu Encyclopedia for a while, and handed the tablet to Qiao Sitian, who nodded and confirmed: "It's him";

As my finger slid down, I thought to myself, it’s such a pity that I missed out on such a person whose glory filled several pages!

Liang Jie breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Look at it from a positive perspective. This also proves that the other party has made pertinent suggestions. After all, the director is the one who sees the most complete picture. It is always better for him to realize the problem than for us to discover it."

Qiao Sitian said solemnly: "Now I can only think like this, I am afraid he doesn't know where to start changing himself";

She said this because when she left, Li Ruobai was staring at the stage in a daze, looking like a toy block that had collapsed and was scattered in pieces;

I really wasn’t tired at all from the shoot today, but because I was so worried, Qiao Sitian felt a headache at the moment. She stood up and said, “I’m going to take a shower first. I won’t eat tonight.”

“You don’t want fruit either?”;

"Um";

After the bathroom door was closed, Xiaotong quickly said, "There's one more thing I should tell you."

Liang Jie put down the tablet and asked, "What's the matter?"

Xiaotong lowered her voice and said, "The ending theme song is "Showers", which is the MV shot by Sitian. I guess Hou Liang wanted to take advantage of your absence today to get Sitian to agree, so that you can't say anything."

"Hou Liang's calculations are really loud. He wants to take full advantage of the traffic of the male and female protagonists of this movie." After a while, Liang Jie said, "You don't need to tell Si Tian about this. If Hou Liang tries to test me again, just ask him to come to me. Also, Zhou Nanxi, you should be careful of the people in Yilin."

Xiaotong nodded and said, "I know";

"In fact, I didn't expect that this movie would put her so much pressure," Liang Jie said a little tiredly, "The original intention was just to change the flow and divert attention from her and Gu Jinfan's relationship."

"In a while, Li Renyu's variety show will be aired. I'm afraid that her frequent appearances with Gu Jinfan will make people see something, so I took this movie without thinking about letting her win an award. Why are things getting more and more complicated?"

Seeing that she was sincerely thinking about Qiao Sitian, Xiaotong tentatively asked: "Isn't Gu Jinfan good? Compared with Zhang Lin, Shen Xian and others, if Sitian likes him, then Gu Jinfan is not good?";

Liang Jie shook her head and said, "It's not that Gu Jinfan is not good, but the people in this entertainment industry, the lady probably doesn't think highly of him. I estimate that in the next one or two years, Si Tian will definitely get married."

"When Siyan was behind her, the Madam still looked down on Zhang Lin. Now with Yingtian, I'm afraid the threshold of the Qiao family will become higher and higher. Not everyone can cross it. I let her give up the idea because I don't want her to repeat the same mistake."

"She doesn't have endorsements, doesn't shoot for magazines, doesn't wear haute couture, but who in the circle dares to deny her value? Who dares not to invite her to various dinner parties? Brand owners are not fools either, they keep sending jewelry and clothes to her, all because of her solid support";

"For a family like this, it is only natural that they have no control over their marriage. Xiaotong, if she were an ordinary person, there would be no problem if you persuaded her to be with the person she likes. But the problem is that Qiao Sitian is not an ordinary person. How can an ordinary person keep a princess?"

Xiaotong understood what Liang Jie said, and the logic was correct, but why did she feel so sad?

Qiao Sitian listened to this and suddenly thought of Xu Zhiwei and Liao Jun. It turned out that this was the class difference, so the price of crossing it was life and death.

If there hadn't been that life-and-death crisis, Xu Zhiwei and Liao Jun's marriage would have been impossible.

After three lifetimes of cultivation, I still can’t produce a single good fruit?

“Change the script?”;

"Li Ruobai, you are kidding, right? It's already this late. If we change the script now, wouldn't it be like overturning all the efforts of the past two months and starting all over again?"

Li Ruobai certainly knew Wen Ying's concerns, and also understood how much work would be put into everyone if the changes were made now, but only in this way would they avoid handing in a messy answer sheet;

How can the Valentine's Day movie, which presents two non-intersecting story lines, make the audience feel the theme of love?

The previous plot setting was too rational. It didn't seem like an artistic romance, but more like a documentary in an artistic shell. They had to do something to connect the whole story.

"The story line is too messy, it doesn't reflect the mutual healing, and it focuses on the protagonist's free and easy personality. Such a plot can't capture the audience's psychology at all";

"Also, the storyline of the protagonist is too thin. It's like they are just NPC lovers. There is no sense of rhythm in showing love. The relationship between the two is flat from beginning to end. Brother, even if I add the emotional points, it still doesn't pass..."

Lingyue's conclusion left him no chance of success;

He really was such a failure, how come he only discovered it now;

Wen Ying looked at the dark circles under Li Ruobai's eyes and said helplessly, "Come in first, have you had breakfast?";

Li Ruobai narrowed his eyes and muttered, "I didn't even have dinner yesterday. The teacher came to the scene yesterday and gave me a wake-up call. In front of him, I probably won't be able to graduate in this life."

He had already laid down on the sofa while he was talking. When Wen Ying brought the porridge over, she saw that the person who was just talking had now closed his eyes and was breathing evenly.

After putting the bowl down helplessly, he picked up the notebook from the carpet and went into the room;