Chapter 262 A Moment of Fishing

After finally dealing with this situation, Qin Jue returned to his residence.

She could also simply get rid of Xie Zhen so that the manager of Canhua Entertainment could not find her at all, but avoiding could not solve the problem after all, so it was better to let Xie Zhen give up as soon as possible.

Qin Jue's words have already been mentioned to this extent. It is impossible for Xie Zhen to kidnap her to sign a contract with the company.

Now it seems that this man is also a smart man. If the best solution fails, he will turn to the next one. He takes good care of face. The atmosphere is a bit awkward at best, but it does not break down.

In fact, in addition to Xie Zhen, people from other companies also came to contact him.

When the interns signed up, they filled in their information, so it was not difficult to find someone. However, all the invitations to sign contracts were rejected by her manager, Mori Ran.

"Abba is recognized by more people."

Senran was lying on Qin Jue's mobile phone taking a bath in the cloud. The Q-version villain had a small towel on his head and two blushes appeared on his cheeks.

"Well, that's a good thing too."

Qin Jue, who was soaking in the bathtub, smiled and reached out to poke his daughter, "Thank you for your hard work, Aran."

"Ah, it's a piece of cake~" Moran narrowed his eyes and rubbed Qin Jue's fingertips across the screen, "Does dad want to act in a TV series?"

It is said that the pay for TV dramas and movies is different. If you accept the invitation, you can negotiate the price with the producer!

Although Cheng Zheng was already responsible for complex scientific research and calculation projects, Sen Ran was still very interested in Qin Jue's business negotiations.

"Let's read the script." Qin Jue said, "I hope it's not a traffic drama."

However, judging from Canhua Entertainment's consistent strategy, this is really not certain.

"Do you need me to make a data prediction?" Moriran tilted his head, and the small towel fell into the hot water pool with a bang.

"It's fine."

Qin Jue smiled, stretched out his hand to light a small towel, and dragged it back to his daughter's head, "Aran, come fish with me."

"OK--"

Senran leaned back softly, holding a pillow with Qin Jue's Q-version portrait printed on it in his arms.

Yuan Xiao's script hasn't been written yet, and "Qianse" and "Not Gray" are not in a hurry. Qin Jue sighed comfortably in the bathtub, and then started chasing the story with his daughter.

Fishing, how happy.jpg

The older one and the younger one were watching cartoons while taking a bath, making comments from time to time. They were no different from ordinary parents and children.

At this time, the benefits of Moriran's resource library are reflected. The entertainment works in the parallel world have many stories with novel themes. In terms of spiritual food, it can be said to be quite sufficient, and people will not starve to death in three to five years.

"Ouch..."

Moran stretched out on the screen and said in a sweet voice, "I'm sleepy~"

"Go to sleep." Qin Jue rubbed her with his fingertips, "Pay attention to rest."

"Yeah!"

With the powerful performance of Senran, it is not difficult to be online 24 hours a day, but Qin Jue and Cheng Zheng agreed that it is better to let the children be closer to reality. After all, in the apocalypse, they were still the original body, and they were in the hibernation period. I'll have to sleep for a while too.

Maintaining biological habits can also better maintain the development of emotional modules, which has both advantages and disadvantages.

By the way, only the anthropomorphic part of Mori Ran is resting. When her consciousness is dormant, the relevant background processes will be handed over to the established system algorithm, and Qin Yi Technology's business will not be delayed.

"Good night, Dad~"

Senran rubbed his eyes and put a pillow with a big picture of Cheng Zheng in his arms. He nestled in his parents' pillows and covered himself with a small quilt to sleep.

Ah, my daughter is so cute.

Qin Jue looked gentle.

Thanks to them, I am becoming more and more like a human being.

She smiled, dried her body and returned to the bed in the bedroom, where she habitually opened the APP at home and looked around.

[I’m waiting for you to die, I want the behind-the-scenes behind-the-scenes of Xiaolang]

[+1+1, the child is starving to death]

[Dear ladies, we will soon be in Teacher Qin’s eighth group]

Since the first episode of "Entertainment Intern" was aired, the APP has become more lively. Many friends call it "Zhou Zhihuo", which means to keep Qin Jue alive this week.

The strength and imagination of the family is really strong. It has only been a few days since the first round was aired, and already all kinds of fan food has appeared.

Those who draw pictures, write articles, do screenshots and analyze acting skills, and even those who work with foreign friends to translate content online, I have to say that they are all talents.

Qin Jue replied to a few questions in the question area, and also clicked a circle of likes on the interactive section. He was successfully discovered by Qingqing and posted on the topic board, with the title "Qin Xiaolang, go to bed now".

[Laughing to death, I appear so often that I am disliked by fans]

[Hahahahahahaha, the new fans are laughing so hard. I am so excited when I see Brother Jue alive for the first time. Why is everyone reacting like this?]

[Don’t be excited, just get used to it # Qin Jue veteran cadre drinks tea peacefully.jpg]

"Which Qingqing drew this emoticon again?" Qin Jue muttered with a smile and followed the clues to the author's homepage.

[Qin Jue]: Thank you madam, hold the picture and leave your name # Put your hands together

[Help, hahahaha, I stopped laughing]

【You are so understanding! ! 】

[Qin Xiaolang: I am old and two-dimensional.jpg]

After joking around with his friends, Qin Jue left with several pages of his emoticons contentedly, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, just after having breakfast with Zhang Ming, Yuan Xiao sent a message.

"The synopsis was written very quickly."

Qin Jue opened it and looked at it, and the corners of his mouth that were still slightly raised gradually flattened.

"Brother Qin?" Zhang Ming looked up.

"What on earth did he go through?" Qin Jue complained about Yuan Xiao, and then explained to his assistant, "It's okay, it's the script for the next round."

"oh oh."

Zhang Ming's eyes lit up, as if he remembered something again, his expression turned bitter, "Wait a minute, why does it feel like it's another depressing work..."

When he heard Qin Jue mention those key words last night, he had an ominous premonition.

After all, he was the one who filmed "Rain of the Day" with Qin Jue. Zhang Ming's association was completely justified.

Qin Jue pondered for a while: "It's not bad, I think it can be more profound."

Yuan Xiao's script only wrote a rough story frame. Coincidentally, she had actually seen similar themes in the film and television space.

After all, the last round of "Empty Monument" was a story forcibly created under several specific backgrounds. As the judges and teachers said, there were actually many flaws.

This time, the keywords are abstract and broad, giving the plot enough space to tinker with the logic. A good opportunity cannot be wasted.

"I have a few suggestions, see if you can use them."

Qin Jue sent a voice message to Yuan Xiao, then went to the study room to turn on the computer and briefly described the impressive film and television clips in the virtual space.

Ten minutes after the document was sent, Yuan Xiao called directly.

"Brother, my dear brother." He said with a tearful tone, "You are trying to kill me -"

Qin Jue showed no mercy: "Come on, warrior of love."

Yuan Xiao wailed.

Qin Jue: "What do you think of these ideas?"

Yuan Xiao was quiet for a few seconds, and he seemed to be able to see his extremely tormented and tangled look through the phone.

"It's so awesome, I must keep it."

Yuan Xiao finally said this.

Forget about the blades and sacks, telling the story well is the most important thing!