Lou Ruicong disagreed. “We have to start from now on. I call you Xi Xi and you call me Cong Cong.”

Shi Xi: “I see that you look like a green onion.”

“How did you know that my nickname is green onion?” Lou Ruicong was pleasantly surprised. “My fan name is green onion. I think it’s a good way to describe a person. A straight figure and a handsome young man!”

Shi Xi was speechless.

!!

Why was there a person whose name was filled with wisdom and intelligence, but his mind was filled with green onion?

“I don’t think there is a need for the first scene. We can delete it. What do you think?” Shi Xi changed the topic stiffly.

The screenwriter: “The first scene is an opportunity to introduce the female lead’s transmigration. We can’t delete it.”

Lou Ruicong said, “I don’t think there is a need to draw too many scenes of transmigration. The first scene takes twenty minutes and takes up nearly half of the first episode’s broadcast.”

The scriptwriter said, “If we delete it, how are you going to explain the female lead’s transmigration?”

Lou Ruicong quickly said, “I didn’t say delete it. I just said that there’s no need to take up too much time.”

“We can compress the first scene to less than three minutes. We can delete all these useless scenes, leaving only the useful dialogue scenes.”

Shi Xi nodded and said, “Let’s discuss which scenes we want to delete.”

Lou Ruicong said, “I’ve already thought about it. Delete these conversations about waking up and eating, and go out directly.”

As he said that, Lou Ruicong walked directly to the director’s seat and projected the script using the projector. As he sketched, he said, “Delete all this useless nonsense. Add a few more sentences like this, and we can leave a suspense.”

“No, you’ve deleted too much.” The screenwriter looked at it and said, “D*mn, what you’ve deleted is all nonsense! Is this suspense setting the opportunity for the female lead to return? Not bad!”

Shi Xi said with satisfaction, “Let’s leave the first scene like this. Let’s watch the second scene.”

..

Half an hour later.

The director pushed the door open and entered.

Everyone in the conference room had a cup of milk tea in their hands as they all looked at the director.

The director rubbed his head and said apologetically, “Sorry, there was a traffic jam on the road and we arrived a little late. Let’s start reading the script.”

He took a closer look and saw that there were already people sitting in the middle seat.

Lou Ruicong waved his hand. “We’ve already finished changing the script and are preparing to sing karaoke. Director, do you want to come with us?”

Director: ???

“I’m not here, how are you going to read the script?” The director’s mind was a little muddled. “No, have you changed the script?”

“We’ve already changed it.” The screenwriter handed the messy script to the director and said, “The 28 episodes have been cut to 24 episodes, but the plot has become much richer.”

“I’m not even here, how can you change my script so easily?!” The director flipped through the script and was angry. “Oh, wow, the first scene was changed pretty well!”

The assistant director agreed, “There are many changes, but there aren’t any major changes. It’s much more exquisite than the original script.”

Lou Ruicong stood up. “Then let’s go sing. My treat!”

“No, no, no. I’ll treat.” The director flipped through the script and said, “You guys have made great changes. It should be my treat.”

The scriptwriter packed his things and prepared to sing with everyone.

The director said to the scriptwriter, “I’ll go sing with them. You can reprint the revised script. I’ll look at it again tonight.”

This scribbling was too much like a sketch.

The scriptwriter: ???

You guys are going to sing? I’m going to change the script alone?

“Well, actually, it was mainly Ruicong who helped us change it.” The scriptwriter decided to drag him down with him. “Ruicong, can you stay and help me?”