Now that you have decided to start making a movie, you need to make preliminary preparations.

When making a movie, you first need to determine what subject matter you want to make. Once you decide on the subject matter, the script is the script. If you don't even have a script, you won't be able to film even if you have all the actors and equipment.

"He is the investor I found"

Looking at the blond man in red military uniform and mask in front of him, Ponzi decided not to complain. He would never complain about the red horned triple-speed Gundam.

"Hey, long time no see, my half body"

With a hearty greeting, Kasla Witte, who has not been seen for a long time, appears as if nothing happened. The nameless ship girl should have broken her neck and strangled her to death. The self-proclaimed goldfinger and final boss appears again.

"Why are you here? Omit the following"

His eyes were full of vigilance. RWBY has been proven to be a troublemaker. Casilla Witt's omission is obviously not much better. Even though he usually doesn't have a high sense of presence, Ponzi can still think of him the moment he sees him.

Something is going to happen.

"Didn't I tell you that this is my hometown? Also, that name is mine. Although I lent it to you, it is really sad to be called the following by you."

Looking at him sideways with the look of "How else can I call you Char?", Ponzi thought clearly. If he had to, he would go to the pavilion behind the palace to seek help.

After traveling to the blue world and causing a lot of trouble, Ponzi began to learn to keep his trump card, which could save her life at critical moments.

"I can introduce you to a few screenwriters."

"real?"

Dozing off on the pillow, he looked at Kasla with suspicion. Witte omitted the following, turned his head and looked at the Queen Siren. Did the other party's rapidly blinking eyelids transmit a moss signal, "Use, free, take advantage of."

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I followed Kasla Witte to the side hall. There was no one in the hall, and there was a cup of tea on the coffee table that seemed to have never been drunk.

Suspecting whether Casra Witt wanted to harm him by omitting the following, Ponzi found a man squatting next to a pillar not far from the coffee table.

"He is Master Jia who writes fantasy. He has followed the fantasy channel for several years. He is proficient in system time travel, alien continent literature, and oriental fantasy. He is also a good hand in Beijie."

Casra Witt omitted such an introduction. Ponzi's eyes changed when he saw a man wearing a dark patchwork suit with messy hair.

At first he had doubted whether he had seen it wrong, but now he was sure that the other party was just a beggar.

"Brother, don't look down on me just because I'm begging for food on North Street. You should know that young people should not be bullied into poverty. For thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, I will upload a marriage contract and three thousand people will come to meet you!"

After hearing what he said, Ponzi and Casra Witt both had disdain on their faces.

"Hey, you two, please let me repay this attitude. Does Master Lu know? The person next door to me writes Xianxia. He is proficient in the system time travel flow. He has tried to kill his sister to prove the way, played the head rebirth, and wrote the live broadcast of Heavenly Court.

, he has also been on Twitter, what do you think he is doing now?"

"What? How can I still be as good as you? I've already published a book, right?"

The reason why "Pujie" is not only 90% of the writing is bad, but also 10% of the blind confidence. The "Pujie" rate is as high as 190%. Even the classic Flag "go back to your hometown to get married" can't compare. The author of "Pujie" himself is a law of cause and effect.

Weapons will change color unless they are thrown into the street.

"He's begging for food on South Street. I saw him yesterday when I was closing the stall. The car parked in the back alley was a Mazda. It's really embarrassing for us to beg for food."

Aren't you a novelist? Where is your dignity? Where is your glory?

"Hey, brother, you can't be so hurtful with your words. Anyway, brother, I am also in my thirties and have been writing books for ten years. Although I have never heard of Taoism and became an immortal, I have been able to earn a living and drive a car in the past two years.

Look at the supernatural writings in the West Market. They have gained weight by sitting still all day long. No one wants the bricks now."

Wearing a Taoist robe, with an Armani suit exposed underneath the Taoist robe, a suspected immortal appears. From his self-introduction, it can be vaguely discerned that he is probably the author who begs for food in the south of the city and writes about immortal heroes.

“There was big news in the West Market yesterday.”

When mentioning the West Market, the fantasy author Master Jia had a mysterious face, as if I'll tell you about it.

"What's the big news?"

Master Lu, the author of Xianxia, ​​asked. The colleague who was asking did not forget to take out a bamboo slip, licked the tip of the brush that escaped from nowhere with his tongue, and began to write and record.

"The little girl went out alone at night to buy a Coke from a convenience store. On her way home, she was dragged into an alley by three grown men."

Ponzi also felt a little pity after hearing this. At the same time, he was worried about the current society where men cannot find wives and cannot satisfy their hunger and thirst.

"That's really miserable"

Master Lu let out a long sigh, and his compassionate look moved Ponzi deeply.

"Yeah, those three guys, one writes about history, one writes about martial arts, and one writes about military affairs. They are extremely vicious."

According to the news, the little girl is only a little over 1.6 meters tall. She is in the flowering season and her round face is very cute.

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes in history, he has a decent appearance, he has a tall face in martial arts, and Schwarzenegger has a military figure. It is hard to imagine how a little girl can take out their evil claws.

It is said that at that time, a passerby who was writing about two-dimensional characters walked past them. Facing three grown men who wanted to drag him into the alley, the cross-dressing author quickly exposed his crotch and was able to escape.

"What happened to the little girl? Was she turned around?"

Uncle Lu, who was feeling regretful just a moment ago, and Ponzi, who looked sad, immediately gathered around her with excitement. The two excitedly wanted to ask the girl about the specific process of being raped by three grown men.

"Isn't that right? The little girl who wrote the short story stripped three grown men naked by herself. The number of toys in her bag was terrifying. If the three of them hadn't run so fast, they would have made headlines right now. Research has not been done yet.

Is it illegal for an adult female to assault an adult male?”

"Damn it, you are so ruthless in writing short stories!?"

He touched his little arms and legs. Ponzi, who was only an average-sized human being, decided to stay away from them. After he had made enough money in the sea, he would not be able to write novels any time he went ashore.

"So brother, please do me a favor and let us write you an article. The whole family depends on this little money to survive."

Nodding, in the anticipation of Master Jia and Master Lu, Ponzi slapped them away. He sat on a chair in the side hall and wrote the five characters "I will write the script".

"I have the final say on my movie, and I will personally write the script!"

Compared with the two inexplicable masters, Ponzi believed that he had been taught by math teacher, English teacher, physical education teacher, ideological and moral teacher, and health teacher every year for five years since childhood. He did not even have the Chinese language skills to graduate from elementary school.

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Combining the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought, not to mention the Analects of Confucius and the Tao Te Ching, Ponzi still has confidence in writing an encyclopedia-level work.

I picked up the pen, put it down, and within thirty seconds, the script of this big movie that was about to be invested in tens of millions of dollars was finished.

"My name is Xiao Ming. I am very powerful. Today in swimming class, I encountered sirens invading the world. Based on the relationship between my area in the water, resistance and power, I swam to the siren and recited Marx's thoughts to it, so that it could understand
Chapter completed!