Chapter 250 Create your own

Liu Qing put down the coffee in his hand, looked at the advertising script on the table, and counted about twelve copies. Each advertising script is very thick, with almost more than a dozen pages. It can be seen how much the people who cast the script value Qin Yiran.

He casually pulled out a picture, in which the advertisement shooting was completely around the effect of his company's products. The manuscript in his hand wrote the story of an ancient woman sitting in a pond and playing with children, but he didn't expect that his fingers were cut by gravel and blood flowed.

The child surrounded the woman in horror, holding the lotus leaves picked from the clear pond in his hand, and wanted to use it to bandage the woman's wound. At this moment, a scholar in a white robe came slowly with a book in his hand. The child shouted at the man as if he had seen a savior.

Seeing this, the man immediately ran to the woman's side and checked the injury with concern. Under the condition of blood, he suddenly patted his head, took out a white medicine bottle from his chest, and gently poured some on the woman's wound.

In the blink of an eye, the blood flow stopped. The man wiped the woman's wound with water with a lotus leaf, but he didn't expect to see the scar on his arm. At the moment of the woman's sadness and anxiety, the man once again poured the powder from the white medicine bottle on the woman's wound.

Time flies. A few days later, the scar on the woman's wound became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

Finally, there was another advertising slogan, which simply made Liu Qing tired. He didn't expect that there was such a screenwriter who could screen such a plot. He really admired him.

He glanced at Qin Yiran, who was looking at another script with great interest. He trembled all over. Unexpectedly, Qin Yiran's current taste had not improved. Except for the good lyrics, he didn't expect that the lowest level of taste in other places had not been reached at all.

"Well, I think the script is good. Isn't it popular to travel now? Moreover, there are also a lot of TV series with time-travel themes. I think if we shoot this advertisement, it will be wonderful. Qin Yiran got up and trotted to Liu Qing's side and sat down on the sofa.

"Yes, it's very good." Liu Qing's throat knot moved up and down a few times, resisted the point of nausea, and said with difficulty.

Seeing Liu Qing's expression, Qin Yiran didn't know what Liu Qing was thinking now. She had known Liu Qing for so many years. Even if Liu Qing blinked a few times, she knew what Liu Qing wanted to do next.

Looking at Liu Qing's expression, he must praise the advertising script in his hand, otherwise it is not his style at all. But behind his back, he definitely doesn't like the script and even doubts his taste.

"Yes, your vision has definitely improved. I look at the plot in it. The plot is not something that ordinary people can think of. If you shoot it like this, it can definitely become an advertisement that has been circulated through the ages. I think you might as well choose this script to shoot." Liu Qing said in a serious way.

Qin Yiran looked at Liu Qing with a sneer. He should make up a reason to escape.

"Well, but I've been a little busy recently. As you know, I don't just have a company, but also have a pet manor. I was poisoned last time, but I haven't recovered yet. I lose tens of thousands of yuan every day." Liu Qing said with tears in her nose.

Xie Wen looked at Liu Qing stunned. Now it's like a movie. Liu Qing's expression is very sympathetic. At first, she didn't agree with Qin Yiran's point of view and wanted to invite some first-tier stars to play, but now looking at the expressions of the two, they are simply a couple of actors.

"Is there anything else? Keep talking." Qin Yiran asked with a sneer.

I felt that Qin Yiran's tone was wrong. Liu Qing stopped when he saw that it was good. He hurriedly sat up straight and said, "Oh, whatever you want. I'll shoot whatever you shoot. As for my schedule, don't worry, I will definitely turn on the green light for your old man."

Lin Binghan sat aside and quietly watched Qin Yiran play with Liu Qing, as if there was a feeling of happy enemies in the movie.

"Although I don't have any emotional experience, I have a business acumen. Let me show you. Maybe I can find a good advertising script for you." Lin Binghan whispered that she didn't want to hit Liu Qing, but to help Qin Yiran finish the script quickly.

First, it's for Qin Yiran's schedule, second, it's for Liu Qing's company publicity, and third, it's for herself.

If Qin Yiran finishes shooting the advertisement, she will definitely not stay in Lanhai City for a long time. She will definitely go to other cities to hold a signing party or a singing club. Qin Yiran, who was simple-minded, was not the opponent of Lin Binghan, who had been in the mall for a long time. When she heard Lin Binghan's words, she hurriedly nodded and agreed.

"That's great. Thank you, Sister Binghan. I know that you won't be as tasteless as some people. Qin Yiran smiled and handed several scripts in her hand to Lin Binghan.

When Lin Binghan touched the script with his right hand, a sense of guilt suddenly appeared in his heart, but he couldn't be soft when he thought of emotional problems. If the person he liked was really robbed by others, it would be his biggest failure.

At the beginning, she said to Qin Yiran that if they were really good, she would sincerely bless them. That was completely polite. She didn't think she would have the courage to accept emotional failure.

She can accept any failure in the mall, but on emotional issues, she firmly believes that she can't stand failure. She just wants to love someone well until she is old, and even let her hold the other hand at the end of her life.

Lin Binghan smiled at Qin Yiran and didn't say anything. She looked down at the advertising script. It took more than ten minutes, Lin Binghan browsed about twelve advertising scripts, and finally shook his head and said.

"I took a look at it. Now the twelve advertising scripts you have received don't have too many business surnames." Lin Binghan paused and saw Xie Wen nodding sitting behind Qin Yiran. She smiled in her heart. It seemed that Xie Wen was usually tortured by Qin Yiran's hegemony.

"I think it's better for you to set up a plot for yourself, which may be better than you think. With your little memories in college, I think you will be able to create works that touch your hearts." At this point, Lin Binghan was a little helpless. Obviously, the other party was her rival in love, but she still had to say these words against her conscience. She always felt sad in her heart.

"I created it myself?" Qin Yiran's big eyes turned around and muttered.

(to be continued)