Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity

Chapter 507: Chapter 280: It’s Me, What About It? (Gentle and Easy-Going Version)

Ah, Xu Qingyan was startled. Can a screenplay be made like this?

If he didn’t rely on the film and television database, he wasn’t sure he could write anything substantial. But even if he just handed in a composition, it still shouldn’t end up being a terrible play.

“Isn’t this just historical nonsense?” he asked.

“Man, the client doesn’t care about that stuff.” Gan Wenchang was gleeful in the face of disaster, “All they said was they want the protagonist’s identity to be more impressive!”

“Qian Xuesen’s fellow apprentice, that status is impressive enough, right? They just want this, nothing else matters. Who would take this seriously when watching this stuff?”

Xu Qingyan was amazed not only by the production of the drama but also by its passing the review. However, all of this was none of his business; now he had to face Zhao Mingyuan.

He waited for the group to enter, take the elevator.

It was then that Gan Wenchang led Xu Qingyan in, taking the elevator up. As they reached the door of a large conference room, they ran right into the people who were crowding the entrance below.

A group of eyes looked over, sweeping past Gan Wenchang and finally settling on Xu Qingyan.

Xu Qingyan looked up and sensed that the situation was not simple. He frowned slightly, then lifted his foot and skillfully retreated behind Gan Wenchang.

Now it was the turn of the people opposite to be dumbfounded. Was this the courage of a competing screenwriter?

Gan Wenchang was also dumbfounded. What was Xu Qingyan doing?

Man? What…?

So everyone stood there frozen until one of the most pretentious ones among them stepped forward. Zhao Mingyuan wore glasses and had a modest smile on his face.

“Excuse me, which one of you is Xu Qingyan?”

Upon hearing this, Xu Qingyan immediately understood why these people were blocking the doorway. They must have already known his information. Indeed, reality could be more outrageous than fiction.

By normal logic, shouldn’t everyone be sitting at a long table competing fairly? After all, they were all respectable people; they shouldn’t resort to doing something despicable, should they?

Thinking this, Xu Qingyan stood out, urbane and affable.

“That would be me, what about it?”

Zhao Mingyuan’s brows twitched subtly upon hearing this, but he continued patiently.

“I know you’re Xu Qingyan, a singer who’s new to the industry?”

“Oh, what about it?”

“Do you know who I am?” Zhao Mingyuan lifted his head slightly, speaking arrogantly.

“Don’t know, what about it?”

Xu Qingyan’s repeated “what about it” nearly made Zhao Mingyuan spit blood. He thought to himself, what kind of country bumpkin was this, only knowing to repeat the same phrase.

“Could you show some respect? I am talking to you.” Zhao Mingyuan frowned slightly, “Disrespecting others is essentially disrespecting yourself!”

“Don’t understand, what about it?” Xu Qingyan said with a dangling tone.

“You really are unreasonable. I came to talk to you in good faith!” Zhao Mingyuan pointed at Xu Qingyan, his finger trembling non-stop.

“Since we are all screenwriters, why don’t we exchange some ideas in advance? Let’s get a sense of what each other has got, so we don’t hurt the harmony later on.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the people beside him, like non-player characters, called out a complacent ‘good’ as if there was no one else in this world they cared about.

In full view of the public, they began to grovel before Zhao Mingyuan.

“Mingyuan, brother, your consideration is exhaustive, unmatched by your talent…”

Like a summer cabinet in Yongcheng, alongside one cockroach, countless others pop up. A bunch of people, as if on NPC auto mode, fervently praised Zhao Mingyuan.

To Zhao Mingyuan’s delight, even in front of Xu Qingyan and Gan Wenchang, he accommodated all the praise.

Caught off guard by this scene, Xu Qingyan felt his scalp tingle. It was as if the absurdity of a brainless drama had intruded into reality. No, art originates from life, and indeed there were such mindless people.

After all this, Zhao Mingyuan even turned to glance at Xu Qingyan, as if to show off who and how many people he knew.

However, Xu Qingyan merely glanced back at him as if he were mad and said.

“Do you have a problem or what? If there’s nothing else, I can just go and sit down now. I don’t want to stand here and waste time like an idiot.”

Zhao Mingyuan was slightly taken aback, but he didn’t lose his composure.

“Fine.”

After he spoke, he turned and led the way into the conference room, and the group of people flanking him quickly followed Zhao Mingyuan inside.

Some of them were so into their roles that they didn’t forget to glare back at Xu Qingyan.

Xu Qingyan nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders. He knew the faith of fools was usually strong. He just found it odd, why would a screenwriter act like a lackey?

He turned to express this perplexity to Gan Wenchang.

Gan Wenchang spread his hands, “In fact, the most prestigious moment for a screenwriter is right now. Once they actually adopt the screenplay, if you are the director, you can boss him around like a dog.”

Xu Qingyan responded with an ‘oh’, thinking to himself that he would definitely play the role of a hands-off manager if he were chosen. Providing only the screenplay, no revisions.

Considering the director of this project was an acquaintance, it really wasn’t as exaggerated as Gan Wenchang described.

This also indirectly reflected the low status of screenwriters. If he weren’t writing for his own team or doing a favor for He Guojin, Xu Qingyan would never take on this job.@@novelbin@@

As they arrived early, the leaders hadn’t yet come to the meeting.

Xu Qingyan sat side by side with Gan Wenchang, looking at the seven or eight people across the table. Suddenly, he had an absurd thought; he just wanted his screenplay to be shortlisted.

But those opposite really wanted to be dogs, knowingly willing to be dogs, yet happy about it. Moreover, they thought Xu Qingyan was going to snatch their “Oreo”, baring their teeth fiercely.

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