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Only a few people in the world can finally achieve their ideals. Most people who chase their dreams are actually chasing their bad luck.
Jarens is undoubtedly an ambitious dream chaser with clear goals and persistence, and he is also very rich. Being rich means that he can pursue his dream without being laughed at by the poor.
However, there are too many counterproductive things in this world. Han Jue can foresee that Jarens will fail again this time in his dream pursuit journey.
The script is so full of loopholes that it makes the audience look like idiots.
The script has been taken away by Jarens, rolled up, and held tightly in his hand, staring at Han Jue eagerly, looking very fierce.
But this did not prevent Han Jue from criticizing the script.
It is not unheard of for a small-budget film to make a counterattack in the world, or for a group of little-known filmmakers to dominate the box office charts as dark horses. These creative lineups are mediocre, but the scripts are definitely good. of. Jarens, the guy from "Modern Invincible: Balabala", definitely doesn't have this potential. Unless he travels to a weird world where death is considered beautiful, Jarens will definitely be on the road.
There are some films in the world that win awards without relying on the storytelling in the script, but these creative staff are definitely not mediocre people. Even if the crew of Jalens was really talented, they would be blinded by Jalens's layman's guidance and expert guidance.
Therefore, Han Jue concluded that Jarens would most likely hit a wall.
However, after Han Jue picked a few questions that were really difficult to justify, he shut up.
The reason for shutting up is that on the one hand, Han Jue's current profession is indeed not that of a screenwriter, and he can do whatever he gets paid. He is now a composer, and he just needs to make good music; on the other hand, even through his sunglasses, you can see that Jarens has already His eyes widened with anger, and he almost punched Han Jue before Han Jue stopped degrading the script into being worthless.
Han Jue said:
"I'm not targeting you, Jarens, I'm just looking at the script from the audience's perspective."
The basic readers of scripts include producers, directors, actors, photography, art, costumes, makeup and other creative staff, who need to understand the script. But it definitely doesn¡¯t include the composer. So Han Jue could only put himself in the position of [audience], and it was reasonable to provoke thorns in this way. Because the audience can care about anything and say anything.
"Fuck your audience, screw you." Jialens gestured to Han Jue with a middle finger, and then put the rolled-up script on the middle finger, which seemed to express a strong sense of contempt.
"You are quarreling with the audience, which is not good," Han Jue spread his hands and warned, "This is a commercial film we are making, so you have to be friendly to the audience."
¡°I¡¯m going to fight, screw your audience.¡± Jarens looked serious.
"Stop saying [fuck you]."
"screw you."
"Let's talk about the script."
"Don't mention the script again!" Jarens almost wanted to use the script to hit Han Jue.
Jarens shouted with a guilty conscience: "You are not a screenwriter, you are a composer, just make your music!"
"Okay, you're right." Han Jue smiled and shrugged. He didn't have to show off his screenwriting talents. Besides, Jarens won't appreciate it if he keeps talking. Telling the truth is sometimes a thankless task. Once a person becomes paranoid, he won't listen to anything, and no matter how hard he tries to persuade someone he doesn't have a close relationship with, it will be useless.
Jarens was quite unhappy that Han Jue had raised so many questions about the script that he was very satisfied with, but he couldn't answer those questions. Jialens was so angry that he planned to make things difficult for Han Jue and make Han Jue feel ashamed, so he changed the subject like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves and asked Han Jue:
"So, score engineer, now that you have read the rough script, the theme song, interlude, ending song, etc., what do you think?"
"What are you thinkingah! My head!" Han Jue said, suddenly covering his head in great pain.
My head hit the soft armrest of the sofa, it was scary.
"Xie Te! What's going on? What's going on! What happened!" Jarens was startled, and he was so busy that he almost hit Han Jue's head with the script in his hand.
"I have too many inspirations, damn it!" Han Jue said painfully, holding his head in his hands.
"Fake! You idiot, you are so childish!" Jarens yelled when he realized that Han Jue was adding to the drama.
Han felt that the prank had succeeded, so he covered his head and laughed.
Jialens was unhappy, thinking about Han Jue saying he had too much inspiration, then he said angrily with a sullen face: "Isn't there a lot of inspiration? I don't believe it, please let me hear it."
"Stop making trouble, I just came home today and I need to rest." Han Jue put away his pretentious and exaggerated acting skills and lay down on the sofa, lazily looking very tired.
"Then you can tell me tomorrow." Jarens refused.
"I will also have a rest tomorrow."
"Then I'll come the day after tomorrow."
"I have a show to film the day after tomorrow." Han Jue closed his eyes, looking at ease.
"Then I have to listen today. If I don't listen, I won't leave." Jialens imitated Han Jue's movements and lay down on the sofa.
In fact, Jialens didn¡¯t really want to listen to Han Jue¡¯s music, but Han Jue had just found fault with the script, so he wanted to respond to Han Jue, but he was pranked by Han Jue. If Han Jue was allowed to rest so refreshed today, Jarens really couldn't swallow this breath.
Han Jue sighed, feeling as if he shot himself in the foot.
Han Jue ignored Jarens and watched TV for a while. Advertisements were playing on the TV. Han Jue didn't change the channel, so he decided to be patient with Jarens.
¡°As a result, after watching TV for a long time, Jarens didn¡¯t make any movement at all, and he was very patient.
Han Jue took a peek and saw that nothing could be seen on Jarens¡¯ face wearing sunglasses. Through the ups and downs of Jarens¡¯ belly, he discovered that Jarens was actually asleep.
"Jalens! Wake up! Go home and sleep! Jarens!" Han Jue woke up Jarens, kept shouting Jarens' name, and clapped his hands to urge Jarens to go home.
"Oh" Jialens panicked when Han Jue kept calling his name. He quickly got up in a daze, stood up unsteadily and was about to walk out.
Han Jue smiled.
Jialens, who was about to reach the door, suddenly stood still. He was dazed for a while, turned around, pointed at the snickering Han Jue and shouted: "I haven't listened to the song yet, I can't leave!"
After saying that, he lay down on the single sofa near the door, put his feet on the armrest of the sofa, and nestled in the sofa, as if he was about to fall asleep.
Seeing this, Han Jue wanted to kick Jarens in the belly with a lion's bullet.
Of course, I can only think about it.
"Come on, come on, I have some songs that I didn't sing before I participated in "iamasinger". Come and listen and see if there is any suitable theme song." Han Jue helplessly greeted Jialens and was about to go to work. Go to the room. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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