In order to be able to write a good script, he even bought several books about writing the script, reading all night.

While studying and changing the script, he worked continuously for several nights, but the writing work was not suitable for him.

He looked at his changed script and got the script he got when he made the film before!

In the evening, he looked at the computer while looking at the comics and looked at his script to draw.

Without a heart's head flashing, he clicked the dialog box.

“Haven’t you slept yet?”How can I see you every night?”

“I’m changing the script, why don’t you sleep?”

"Haha, I'm on my side during the day, oh, I'm abroad, we're having a bad time."

No wonder I added you a few days ago.“Are you studying abroad?”

“Yes, I’m still a student, and you said you were changing the script, changing my comic?”

"That's right, it's your comic."

“Oh my God, you’re going to make it into a movie!”The other obviously did not take Mo Yi's words seriously.

“Of course, do you think I’m lying to you?”

“I have a classmate who is a writer, otherwise I’ll ask you?”

“That’s great, I sent you what I wrote, and then you let him show it to me.”You are the author of this comic, and you should also be able to make a little suggestion.”

Two people shot at once, Mo Yiang directly sent his own written script to the heartless heart.

Three days later, the other party sent back the re-edited script, and Mo Yi's new script was not too surprised!

"My classmate said, don't accept your money, but when you go back to the movie, remember to help him sign a name."

“No problem!”

Mo Yiang did not think that the script things can be done so quickly, and now the script has no problem, just waiting for Feng Qian to pull the sponsorship over.

However, Feng Qian had not been in contact with Mo Yi'an for many days, and Mo Yi'an really couldn't help but call Feng Qian, who did not say anything on the phone, but drove directly to Mo Yi'an's apartment.

Feng Qian did not speak at first, just a strong cigarette, and finally he tried to destroy the smoke in the ashtray as determined.

"A Ang, you had such ambition, I should help you, but these grandchildren took you to heaven when they used you, and now you can't see them one by one when you ask them!"

Mo seems to have guessed that this would be the result.

"I'm going to scrap the phone these days, and no one wants to see me, either to say something, that there's no money!"Will they have no money?The movie has another one!”

Mo Yiang was not as angry as Feng Qian, "Qiang brother, don't be angry, let's think of other ways."

Feng Qian took a note from his pocket and patted it on the table.

Mo Yiang picked up the book and looked at the number inside, almost shocked the chin, "5 million?“Mommy, where do you get that money?”

As a broker of Mo Yiang, Feng Qian's income is still OK, but he is similar to Mo Yi'an and spends a lot of money, so Mo Yiang knows that he has no money.

"This is my family's money under the box, but my wife told me that if I lose money, she will divorce me!"

Mo Yi ang felt a tight back, even made such a big bet.

5 million is less, but for making a movie, it is still less.

Although they have not paid a penny for copyright fees, the man No. 1 is Mo Yi'an, and there is no need to pay, but the rest, there are too many places to use money, and 5 million will soon be spent.

“But we’re not enough?”

"Otherwise I will borrow again, if not, I will mortgage the house, if not, I really can't do it, my wife has to divorce me!" 」Feng Qian's hands and arms are also very upset, regret that these years have not saved some money.

“The house?”Mo Yi looked up at the villa where he lived and said, “I sold the house!”

Feng Qian looked at a pair of eyes, and wanted to stare out of his eyes.

“Don’t joke, you’re selling it, where do you live?”You’ve been kicked out by your father, you can’t go home, the house is sold, and you’re homeless!”

"It's okay, I'll rent a house, maybe we can make money in the store."

Feng Qianli persuaded a lot, he knows that although the current film market is a big market, but also a lot of money!

If they lose, then the blood is gone!

Feng Qian said that he would leave when he thought of a way, and Mo Yiang directly started his own idea of the house.

At present, the most valuable thing for him is this house, and only this house can give him money.

I have found out on the Internet that the market price of this house can now reach 40 million.

If the cost of the movie can be compressed, the money should be about the same.

So think of Mo Yiang to clean up his house, take some photos, hung on the Internet, he did not find an intermediary, because he knows the price, if his house if the transaction, the intermediary fee is too high, can save a little is a little.

Xiaoman did not have contact with Mo Yi ang these days, she thought to let Mo Yi ang these days calm down.

Feng Qian still did not hold back and told Xiaoman about it, because in his eyes, it is estimated that only Xiaoman can help Mo Yi.

Mo Yiang came back in the morning to walk the dog, just after eating a little breakfast, heard the sound of the doorbell, I thought someone came to see the house, and then opened the door to see Xiaoman.

The two men sat on the couch and spoke to each other.

Finally, Xiaoman first opened his mouth, "I heard that you want to make a movie?" 」

He smiled, “Just try it.”

"Very good, dare to try is the biggest progress, making a movie should require a lot of investment?"How about I’ll invest in you?”

Mo Yiang smiled and shook his head, "No, I will do it myself."

"I don't use your uncle's money, I use my own money, and I don't give you money in vain, I'll make money back, you have to give me dividends."Little Man said with ease.

Mo Yi ang because of the last thing and Xiaoman has always been a little bit of tidbit, even if Xiaoman with his own money, he will feel uncomfortable.

"I want to prove I can with my own ability, I don't need help."

“Black soil, why are you so stubborn?”I said I was an investment!It’s not worth the money, it’s better than selling your house?”

Mo looked at Xiaoman, “How do you know I’m going to sell my house?”