Dad Academy

After Zhang Tan left, He Miao casually flipped through "Latent" without reading it carefully. He put it in his bag and continued busy with the work at hand until he got off work. However, his daughter called and hoped that he would come early tonight. When she went home for dinner, she cooked the food herself.

He Miao has a 16-year-old daughter who is in the first year of high school and is usually very precious. When he heard that his daughter had cooked for the first time, he happily packed up his things and took his bag to get off work. It wasn't until after dinner in the evening, when the family of three were sitting in the living room watching TV, that he remembered that Zhang Tan's script was in his bag. The script will be discussed tomorrow and he wants to read it in advance, although he is more interested in Cao Wen or Wang Liangcheng.

Zhang Tan is a new screenwriter in the company with great potential. Two dramas in a row have become hits, so he must take it seriously.

After talking to his wife and daughter, he went to the study and found a stack of printed A4 paper. On the cover were two large characters: "Lurking".

Just by looking at the name, He Miao guessed that this drama would be completely different from Cao Wen and Wang Liangcheng's. After watching it, it turned out that it was a story about an underground party! I feel even less optimistic about it. Although I didn’t explicitly say that I don’t want this type of script before, looking at the Chinese Anti-Japanese War films, this type of film is very niche. It was still the same as the year before last. He Miao remembers that a wave of such TV series suddenly appeared on the market, but they were all It failed, and the ratings were dismal. After that, almost no one made another project. Zhang Tan chose such a script, which was very risky in itself.

With preconceived ideas, He Miao spent more than ten minutes quickly browsing the script of "Latent". I have to say that this is a wonderful story. Even though Zhang Tan has never written a book of this type before, his skills are there. Not bad.

He Miao put down the notebook and frowned in thought.

His daughter opened the door and came in, calling him to chat.

A smile broke out on He Miao's thinking face. She put aside the worries in her heart for the time being and chatted with her daughter while watching TV.

The next day, He Miao sent the three scripts to relevant personnel, and organized a script seminar in the afternoon to determine which script to use.

Including He Miao himself, there were seven people in the conference room, making it easier to tell the results during voting.

Among the team members is Lao Liu, who specializes in guiding new screenwriters. Zhang Tan and Jiang Rong both came out under his leadership.

In addition, there are Zhu Ruopu, Minister of Film and Television, and Cai Yonglai, Vice Minister...

The staff once again distributed two printed scripts to all participants, and He Miao introduced the general situation of the project at the same time.

"Just these two scripts?" Lao Liu casually flipped through Cao Wen's script and asked He Miao, who was sitting opposite him.

He Miao paused for a moment and then said: "Just these two portions."

Lao Liu nodded and said nothing. He had heard that Zhang Tan was also participating in this competition, but now he has not even seen the script. He didn't know the specific situation inside, so he couldn't say much. In fact, he really wanted to read Zhang Tan's script. As for the two copies at hand, Cao Wen and Wang Liangcheng were both good screenwriters with solid basic skills. They were good at certain genres. He has proven himself in the film and is trustworthy.

However, he wanted to see what different things Zhang Tan could bring him. Cao Wen and Wang Liangcheng's books were good, but they couldn't surprise him. Both the writing techniques and the core of the story were very mature. Also very traditional.

He has been a screenwriter for decades, and this kind of book can no longer impress him.

Although Old Liu is old, his thinking is cutting-edge, his mind is young, and he is willing to accept new ideas. This is the main reason why the company asked him to lead new screenwriters.

After He Miao finished speaking, someone in the venue glanced at Lao Liu. In fact, he was not the only one who had such doubts, they also had them. As the company's core screenwriters, of course they knew that three screenwriters were invited to write scripts for this project, but there are only two scripts in hand. Where is Zhang Tan's? Or is it that Zhang Tan didn't write well and was automatically eliminated?

"That's it." In the quiet meeting, Minister Zhu Ruopu said, "Let me explain. Everyone must have heard that this project invited three screenwriters, except Cao Wen, the author of the two scripts in hand With Wang Liangcheng, and Zhang Tan."

Everyone looked at him.

Zhu Ruopu continued: "But there are only two notebooks that I see now. It's not that Zhang Tan didn't write it, he also wrote a notebook. He Miao and I have read it. It's pretty good, but unfortunately, there are other important projects for him. He didn’t have enough time to do it, so after we weighed it up, we decided to let him work on the new project wholeheartedly. For this project, we will choose one between Cao Wen and Wang Liangcheng.”

He Miao answered: "I didn't think well about this matter, which made Zhang Tanbai busy. I have explained it to him, and he also understands that not participating in this project has his consent."

Everyone discussed for a while, and they were actually very curious about what kind of new project it was that Zhang Tan was about, but Zhu Ruopu and He Miao didn't take the initiative to say it. They expected that it might need to be kept secret, so they didn't ask any more questions.

After this small episode, the meeting entered its normal routine.

At the same time, in Zhang Tan's office, Jiang Rong was aggrieved by what happened to him. If he lost in the script, he would be happy and have nothing to say, but now he is not even qualified to participate in the competition, which makes people angry.

"Zhang Tan, do you really plan to film "The Hidden Corner 2"?" Jiang Rong asked.

"The company has this plan." Zhang Tan said that "The Hidden Corner" is so popular now that it is not surprising to film a sequel, but it would be strange not to film it.

"But I think "The Hidden Corner" has been finished. Making a second one will ruin the classic."

"It's just a name. You can choose another story."

"How come you are happy to hear what you want?"

"I haven't thought about it yet. It doesn't matter if I am happy or not, but you know me, it's just not my style to waste money. Even if I really want to make a second movie, there will definitely be innovation."

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When getting off work in the afternoon, Zhang Tan met Cao Wen again. When he got out of the elevator, the other person entered the elevator. Last time, Zhang Tan took the initiative to say hello, but Cao Wen didn't recognize him and didn't respond. This time, it was the one who took the initiative.

"Have you gotten off work?" Cao Wen asked with a smile.

"Yes, congratulations to you, Teacher Cao." Zhang Tan responded positively.

Cao Wen smiled reservedly and said, "Thank you. Let's communicate together next time we have time."

The two chatted briefly, one went home from get off work, and the other took the elevator to He Miao's office.

When He Miao saw him arriving, he stood up with a smile and congratulated him.

At the script review meeting in the afternoon, Cao Wen's script was selected at 5:2.

As soon as he learned the news, Cao Wen rushed over, not only to say thank you and accept congratulations, but more importantly, to meet the director and producer.

Although the project has not yet been officially approved, the three of them have to start preparing for the preliminary work, including drafting a project approval report.

After a while, two people came into the office one after another. He Miao closed the door, and a new project began to be incubated.

Zhang Tan drove back to Huangjia Village and turned into the small restaurant "Koufu Xinfu" in the alley. He had a simple dinner and walked home. After walking to the boundary of the Little Red Horse, he heard the sound of a child in the evening breeze. singing.

Through the fence, he saw seven or eight children gathered in the yard. One of them was holding a microphone and singing happily. Every sentence he sang had the word "duck" at the end.

As the weather gets warmer, the karaoke bar bought last fall is moved out, and it’s a good time for the children to show off their singing voices.

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