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McGonagall received Cynthia's first draft a week later.

When he got the thick manuscript, Mag also praised Cynthia's efficiency and diligence. Compared with the original script, it obviously added more than a million details.

But after Mag made himself a pot of black tea, sat leisurely in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, opened the heavy "Phantom of the Queen", and read it carefully.

Cynthia sat opposite him, holding hot tea in both hands, carefully observing Mag's expression.

This is the first time she has submitted a manuscript to the boss face to face, and she is a little nervous, a little ashamed, and a little looking forward to it.

This is the work of her hard work for a week, not only because of love, but mainly because Mag has given too much.

After a long while, Mag slowly closed the book, stared at Cynthia with a strange expression for a while, took a sip of tea, put down the cup gently, and said helplessly: "You know, if you change the place and write this kind of How many years do things have to be sentenced?"

"Huh?" Cynthia looked puzzled.

"Don't pretend to be stupid. I told you to enrich a little bit of detail. Why do you only focus on that aspect? Someone said: "As soon as the lights go out, the bed sways, and the room is full of spring", you unfolded the plot in two strokes. Swastika?" Mag put his hands on his forehead, feeling like he was going to split.

"Didn't you tell me to write something I'm good at..." Cynthia lowered her head, her face flushed slightly, but she still felt a little wronged.

"I'm talking about details! Details!"

"Isn't it fine enough?"

"Eh..." Mag looked at Cynthia, speechless for a moment.

The two were relatively silent for a while, and Mag picked up the book silently again, skipping the details of the unsuitable plots for children. The overall degree of completion is still very good, and it has changed from an obscure script to one that can be read smoothly. popular.

This girl is indeed a talent, but it's a pity that she didn't use it for the righteous way.

"It has to be changed." Mag put down the book again, looked at Cynthia and said.

Cynthia pursed her lips. When she wrote, what she was most afraid of was that the editor said that she would revise it. Rewriting the text was much more painful than writing it.

"Where should I change it?"

Don't offend Mr. Jinzhu,

Cynthia could only ask.

"Modify the parts that are not suitable for children to a level that children can watch." McGonagall said.

Cynthia blinked and said, "What's the specific standard?"

Mag thought carefully for a while, and said: "No description is allowed below the neck."

"A world with only heads?" Cynthia wondered.

Mag rolled his eyes: "It's not just the head, it's not about describing it in detail."

"How can it be! The most important thing is the details. Without the details, the sense of reality will be lost. I cannot accept this kind of modification." Cynthia retorted.

Mag was surprised by Cynthia's rebuttal, and pondered: "But this is a book for a wider audience."

"Then let the children not be unable to read it. There are not only children in this world, and I am not writing children's books. Why should I let them.

Don’t they see beautiful girls in short skirts and tube tops when they go to the street for things that are not written in my book? They will also hide under the covers and look at things that they can't see in the open. "Cynthia said with a serious expression and a firm tone.

Mag looked at Cynthia, couldn't help laughing, nodded and said: "Okay, then don't follow this standard, but you still have to cut out those plots, this is a serious movie, the focus is on portraying the hero and heroine. The emotional development between them and the plot of facing the enemy together are enough to support this story.

I hope that if this film can be widely circulated, it is because the story itself is exciting enough, not because it is suitable for hiding in bed and watching secretly. "

"But……"

"If you insist on joining this plot, unless you sign the book as 'Cynthia'." Mag said indifferently.

Cynthia opened her mouth, and finally nodded obediently: "Okay."

She would never dare to sign such a shameful thing with her real name.

And as McGonagall said, this is a very good story, even without those plots, it will not affect the splendor of this story at all, and it will have a wider readership.

"You can take it back and revise it. You can keep that part first. If this book becomes popular, it can be published as an adult version of the humanities later." Mag pushed the book towards Cynthia.

"Is this okay?" Cynthia's eyes lit up. She was still regretting that the content she wrote so hard was deleted like this, and Mag gave her another way out.

"The premise is that the original book can become popular first." Mag laughed, "So, after you go back, you can think about it and revise it."

"Okay, then I'll go back first." Cynthia put down her glass, picked up the books on the table, got up and left.

"Such a diligent author is really rare." Mag watched Cynthia's back disappearing outside the door, and said to himself with a smile.

After drinking two cups of tea, Mag also got up and pushed the bicycle to go out.

In addition to going to the Hope Academy to teach the children these days, Mag also built a film and television city on the outskirts of the Warcraft Mountains outside the city.

To shoot a movie, the location is naturally very important.

McGonagall searched Chaos City all over, but couldn't find a suitable venue, and finally decided to spend money to build a venue.

The story of A Chinese Ghost Story has been changed by him. The story no longer takes place in Lanruo Temple, but in a mountain cave.

The male protagonist is not a book collector who has nowhere to stay, but a chef who strayed into a cave in search of ingredients...

The cave was built on a cliff outside the Warcraft Mountains. It was transformed from a natural cave. It probably looks like this: there is a small mouth in the mountain, as if there is light, entering through the mouth. At the beginning, it is extremely narrow, but it is only through people. After walking for dozens of steps, it suddenly becomes clear.

Mag chose this place because the interior is a huge natural cave, and with a little modification, it is a beautiful spot for shooting.

Moreover, the internal caves extend in all directions, which is enough to meet most fighting needs, and the scenes that need to be built are also greatly reduced.

When Mag arrived at the scene, a group of elves were building a bamboo house. An underground river flowed slowly around the house, and fish could be seen swimming happily in the clear water.

There are luminous pearls inlaid above the cave for lighting. Of course, these are not real luminous pearls, but lamp beads imitating luminous pearls. The lighting effect is much stronger than that of luminous pearls. The key is that they are cheap.

"Mr. McGonagall." Several elves greeted Mag familiarly.

"Thank you." Mag nodded with a smile. During this period of time, his project was contracted by the night elf construction team, and there were many acquaintances on site.

The elves work meticulously, work efficiently, and have a very high-end aesthetic. Apart from being a little more expensive, they are much easier to use than the dwarf construction team.

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