I, the female supporting role, play three male supporting roles at the same time

Chapter 227 It's on fire again

Di Wanshu nodded and said, "It's actually very simple. There are standards for judging the plot. And they are very stable."

Writing is stable, reading is rigid, Zhao Ruoming naturally understands this.

For example, Di Wanshu explained patiently: "Suppose in the original work, the cost of investing in this variety show is 100 yuan, 10 yuan for filming, and 90 yuan for publicity. The investment must reach this level for this variety show to be reasonably completed. - Then after I take over this show, the investment cost must still be 100 yuan. This is the rule. But there are no detailed regulations on the specific investment and the specific steps to be broken down."

Zhao Ruoming carefully pondered this "rule" and his eyes widened in shock.

The so-called "cost" is, of course, not just money. The variety show in the original novel was a big hit, and millions of netizens became tap water. Under the national level of popularity, publicity is as simple and common as breathing. This kind of "publicity" is also counted as "promotion and marketing" by the plot, which is part of the cost.

Di Wanshu did the opposite. He maximized the popularity of the variety show when it was first filmed. Viral marketing consumed the "publicity" costs that the original work could only get in the middle and late stages, and consumed part of it during filming. After consuming most of the "costs" required for plot judgment, Di Wanshu made another micro-manipulation and sent the variety show away quietly. In this way, he did not violate any rules in plot judgment; as for the fact that the variety show did not become popular, it was force majeure.

This bitch!

In this era where marketing is paramount, there is no such thing as good wine needs no bush.

Let me give you an inappropriate example. Suppose this variety show is a bottle of juice. The preparatory work and the guests are the raw materials, and the publicity is the packaging bottle. The Wanxiang Universe stipulates that the tasker must spend 100 yuan to make this bottle of juice, otherwise it will be considered a violation. Under the supervision of the universe, the tasker cannot cheat and embezzle a dime, even if he is Emperor Wanshu.

The original team spent 10 yuan to buy the raw materials for the juice and 90 yuan to make a beautiful bottle. The audience paid for the bottle because of its appearance, and after taking a sip, they found that the juice was also good, so the sales began to open up.

And Di Wanshu, the literary star among the bastards, spent a hundred yuan to buy the raw materials to make the juice, and after making it, he poured the juice into the urine bucket!

Hahaha!

As expected of the head of the Book-Traveling Department, he made great use of the rigidity and nature of the Universal Universe, and gave Zhao Ruoming a big shit right next to him.

Zhao Ruoming pulled the corner of his mouth: "Why are you telling me this?"

Di Wanshu smiled innocently: "Even if I told you, you wouldn't be able to do anything, right?"

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584 left the room and suddenly felt something was wrong.

What Zhao Ruoming just said to it was "I'll take you to find your father."

Huangfu Jin is not on the set, so what kind of father is Zhao Ruoming taking him to find?

Is Zhao Ruoming hinting at something?

The system is usually too lazy to think proactively, but fortunately 584 is quite sensitive to Zhao Ruoming's every word and action, and thinks more about it.

584 Looking around for a while, Huangfu Jin certainly couldn't keep an eye on the crew every day, but he left a lot of people to monitor them secretly.

584 quickly locked onto a young cleaner. He was Huangfu Jin's most capable bodyguard, and now, in order to protect the safety of the only prince of the Huangfu family (Feng Xiaobao), he endured humiliation and swept the garbage on the set every day.

Feng Xiaobao coughed, and sure enough, the bodyguard's eyes immediately swept over.

Feng Xiaobao rubbed his eyes, and all of a sudden, big tears welled up in those big eyes.

Feng Xiaobao stamped his feet and burst into tears!

The bodyguard's expression was indeed wrong. He put down his broom and ran over: "Little boy? What's wrong with you!"

Feng Xiaobao cried, "Sister Xiaoshu ignored me! Sister Xiaoshu and the wheelchair uncle were doing bad things in that room and wouldn't let Xiaobao see!"

Mr. Bodyguard's expression was stern. Fu Dongshu and Di Wanshu? They were the key targets of surveillance mentioned by the boss!

That's too late!

The bodyguard immediately reached into his pocket, opened his cell phone, and called Huangfu Jin.

A cold voice came from the other end of the phone: "What's the matter?"

The bodyguard turned down the volume to the minimum, then tried to force a smile and asked Feng Xiaobao softly, "Xiaobao, have you been wronged? Talk to your uncle, okay? I will help you make the decision."

The burly bodyguard's forced smile looked a little crude, but fortunately Feng Xiaobao wasn't someone who was obsessed with looks, so he wasn't frightened any further.

Feng Xiaobao cried, "Sister Xiaoshu and I were talking in the room, and Sister Xiaoshu touched my head and praised my beautiful head!"

There was a "click" sound from the other end of the phone, as if someone had stood up from a chair and was getting dressed.

The bodyguard thought that the president's movements were too big. Even with the call volume turned down to the minimum, he could still hear his movements.

Feng Xiaobao sobbed and said, "At this time, the wheelchair uncle came in, and Sister Xiaoshu chased me away... wuwu."

The bodyguard asked, "Why did they kick you out?"

584 made up his mind and said sorry to Zhao Ruoming.

Feng Xiaobaozi said in shock: "Because the wheelchair uncle wants Sister Xiaoshu to block his nine orifices!"

Mr. Bodyguard laughed and said, "Why did Sister Xiaoshu--ah?"

There is nothing 584 can do. Its word library not only includes the words blocked by the general system, but also includes Feng Xiaobao's filtering word library for minors. Damn it!

Feng Xiaobao swore, "That's right! Anyway, they didn't let me watch in the room, so Sister Xiaoshu carried me out, wuwu..."

Over there, Huangfu Jin said coldly: "Calm him down for a while, I'll be there soon."

The black luxury car was speeding on the wide road. Huangfu Jin had a cold face and slapped the steering wheel angrily!

It looks like that couple can't wait to take action!