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"Brother Bo, yes, I, Lu Ze, this is the situation. I recently made a notebook, but I'm not very satisfied with it. Do you think you have time recently? If you have time, you can come over and help me correct it. This matter is still It has to be done by your professionals. How can I change this thing after graduating from high school? It has to be you big screenwriters. Yes, because the work is a bit urgent, I just want to find a few more people. Help, no problem? That's great, then I'll wait for you in Shanghai. When you get there, give your brother a call and I'll pick you up. Okay, you helped me a lot. Haha, okay, we're here. Have a nice drink or two.”

After hanging up the phone with Deng Bo, although the results of "Wrong Love" were not as ideal as expected, it really had nothing to do with Deng Bo. It was purely written by Xiao Fengying herself. There is no doubt about Deng Bo's screenwriting ability, so Lu Ze decided on a few He is one of the screenwriters who is good at writing commercial scripts.

Lu Ze absolutely refuses bad movies, but since Li Shanjun said that he gave himself the right to change the script, to be honest, most of Bai Xiqun's rights have been taken away by Lu Ze. Now if the crew approves the project and starts filming, then Lu Ze will Ze is the boss of the crew, so the temptation for Lu Ze is still very great.

It's not that Lu Ze wants to be this drama tyrant, but even the company's top management doesn't trust Bai Xiqun's ability. How can Lu Ze safely hand over the "steering wheel" of the crew to him?

But it's too early to say this now. If the script is not enough for Lu Ze to like it, then Lu Ze still won't shoot it. He will just help the company find someone to change the script, and then he will have nothing to do. Son.

Lu Ze still won't refuse this. The company hasn't signed a formal screenwriter yet, so the screenwriter doesn't have many contacts. If you just use money to find someone, you will definitely spend more than you do now, and they may not It would take too much effort, after all, this is not a book they wrote themselves.

They have to rely on connections to invite a group of people over, rely on friendship and money, and let them put more effort into revamping this script that does not belong to them. And Lu Ze has also filmed a lot of movies, and he has made friends with them. There are quite a few great screenwriters who happen to have this network.

If Li Shanjun asked Lu Ze to shoot a script that he didn't like, then Lu Ze would definitely not be able to do it. But if Li Shanjun asked Lu Ze to find someone to help with the script, Lu Ze wouldn't mind helping.

The phone turned around in his hand a few times and was thrown casually on the table. Lu Ze rubbed his face with both hands, took a deep breath, turned off the computer, drank the last sip of tea, put it in the dishwasher, and returned to the bedroom. I turned on the bedside lamp and read a book silently.

.......

Watching the plane land on the airport runway, Lu Ze put on his sunglasses and took Liu Bin into the airport. After waiting for more than ten minutes, a fat middle-aged man with oily hair and a big beard pulled him over. He walked slowly towards Lu Ze with his suitcase, and waved when he saw Lu Ze.

"Brother Six, long time no see. Long time no see. You've gained weight again. Come and give me your luggage. I'm really bothering you this time. You've come all the way from Shu."

"I don't like to hear this. It's no trouble. Good brothers don't talk about this. You, Lu Ze, asked me to come over to help you. Can I still come? Then you are still a buddy? Right?"

"Haha, yes, let's go this way. I'll drink two cups with you in a while, and I won't say any pretentious words."

"That's pretty much it."

Liu Bin helped to pull the suitcase, and Lu Ze chatted and laughed with the man. The conversation was very lively. I won’t say his real name, just his pen name, Huang Liu, the top screenwriter in the country. He is 44 years old this year. He was the best-selling domestic commercial film last year. He wrote the script, and he is quite famous in the industry. Lu Ze got acquainted with him because of another one of his works.

"The King of Fighters".

An hour and a half later, the car stopped in front of the hotel. It was now early two in the afternoon, and the meal had not yet arrived. After Lu Ze accompanied him to deliver his luggage, the three of them set off again, heading to Qian Sega.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Meng Nixin stood at the door. When he saw Lu Ze coming in with Huang Liu, he quickly ran over to say hello to Lu Ze, and then held Huang Liu's hand.

"Teacher Huang, I'm tired. Please come inside. This is my business card."

Of course Lu Ze knows what this person is thinking, but if you want to pry Lu Ze's connections, you have to see if they can like you. People who write to make a living usually don't like to associate with business people. First, the circles are different. , Moreover, this group of people also feel that they can't play with people who are in business, and Huang Liu is obviously such a person.

After taking the business card, he just said a few words to Meng Nixin, and then turned the topic to Lu Ze. When he pushed open the door of the conference room, he suddenly yelled and turned to look at Lu Ze.

Deng Bo, Li Congwen, Yu Tai, and Qin Fei, these people are all Huang Liu's close friends. Lu Ze also knows that in a circle, there must be friends and enemies, and these people Lu Ze is looking for have good relationships. Very close to each other.

"There are so many people? I thought it was just one or two. Qin Fei, what are you doing here? You owe me a bottle of Martell and you haven't paid me yet. How dare you show up in front of me? I've never seen you so stingy. Yeah, you’ve been holding me back for three years for thousands of dollars, get out!”

The relationship between a group of people is still very good, and they can drink and reminisce together in the evening. For them, it is also a pleasure to collaborate on a book together.

Lu Ze pulled up a stool and sat down, listening to their jokes. In fact, these screenwriters were not as formal as outsiders thought. They looked no different from ordinary people. Only when they picked up a pen did they reveal their talents.

After a while, Bai Xiqun and the Minister of Commerce Feng Changhao walked in. Feng Changhao was okay, but Bai Xiqun was obviously stunned. To him, these five screenwriters were all big bosses, and they were the kind of people who would be able to film if they asked for their scripts. The kind of person who has made a great success, but yesterday I received news that Lu Ze was in charge of the script and was no longer under his control. Seeing this group of people again, Bai Xiqun's feelings were a little complicated.

Usually only two people can decide the script. One is the producer, the investor's father, and the other is the director. I have never heard that the script of that drama is decided by the actors, but now that the situation has happened, Bai Xiqun is very worried. Understand, he was usurped by Lu Ze, and now he is just a puppet. Maybe he still has to be directed by Lu Ze in this drama.

No one would be happy in this situation. Even though his favorability towards Lu Ze was very high, it was all squandered. In the end, he just silently pulled up his seat without saying a word. There is a hurdle in my heart, but I can only accept it.

"Okay, okay, Lu Ze, everyone is here, right? Then show us the notebook, or do you want to come here for afternoon tea? Come on, hurry up."

It seemed that Huang Liu was a little anxious. Qin Fei quickly changed the topic and asked Lu Ze for a script. Lu Ze was amused by Qin Fei's behavior. He shook his head and took out five scripts and placed them in front of the screenwriters. .

"Zhuoma? Are you from Xizang? Have you ever heard of this person, Lao Liu?"

The original screenwriter's name was written on the cover of the script. The five people talked about it, but they couldn't remember anyone in the circle with this pen name, and finally determined that it was just a rotten fish.

Lu Ze leaned back in his chair and watched the five screenwriters flipping through the script, his brows getting tighter and tighter, and his mouth uttering tuts from time to time. It was obvious that a certain setting in the script had embarrassed them. The speed of turning pages Getting faster and faster, obviously impatient.

About an hour later, Deng Bo, a good-tempered person, just closed the script and threw it aside, staying away from him, while Huang Liu, a bad-tempered person, was tearing up the script methodically and tearing the paper into strips. , and then threw it into the trash can.

Yu Tai groaned, took a sip of tea, looked up at Lu Ze, and gave his opinion.

"This book... I suggest you don't change it. It's not necessary. If you have the time, it's better to write another one. I guess writing another one will be faster than revising it, and the setting level will be much higher than this." ”

"I also think that first of all, let's talk about the shortcomings of this book. The story frame is not big. An ordinary person meets a little monster, and finally defeats the big boss for the little monster. There are too many such movies, nothing new, and serious It’s unreasonable. This kind of book might only be popular in the 2000s, and the setting... the little monster is not as good as Huba."

Li Congwen gave a very objective opinion. To be honest, Lu Ze also felt that this book was very similar to "Monster Hunting". Although it was not considered plagiarism, it was basically the same approach. This kind of film would be considered in 2021. Fire, unless the people of the whole country are thrown into the mountains to work for a year, and the spirit of entertainment is empty after they come out, there is no possibility of fire, and Lu Ze feels... Monster Hunt is bad enough.

"Excuse me, Minister Feng, what is your budget for filming? I have an idea, but it is very expensive. It will probably be very expensive. If your budget is not high, I won't tell you."

Hearing Huang Liu's question, Feng Changhao said... "The budget should be around 300 million, but the company attaches great importance to this project. If it is really needed, there is no problem in additional investment."

"Then let me tell you?"

"sure."

"My idea is that this script should be scrapped and no longer needed. Let's write a new one. If you insist on filming this subject, you might as well make an epic battle, just like "The Lord of the Rings", based on ancient mythology. I added my own settings to enrich the story. There is no need to connect mythological stories, just the images of gods and monsters in it. I imagined that if the writing goes well, I can make a sequel."

The concept was somewhat interesting, but still very vague. The other screenwriters were a little interested, but they frowned and had no clue. Tan Fei knew that Huang Liu must have an idea, so he couldn't help but glance at Huang Liu.

"Can you be more specific?"

Seemingly proud of his own imagination, Huang Liu deliberately stepped in, showed a lewd smile, took a sip of tea, lit a cigarette and deliberately stretched his arms.

"How about writing a story about an era when humans were food for monsters, and people gathered together to resist monsters in order to survive?"

"It's still a bit cliche. Internet novels are all bad. If you want to be popular, you can only rely on special effects, but it's not interesting."

"Then let's add another main setting?"

"What?"

Huang Liu held a cigarette in his mouth, exhaled a puff of smoke from his nose, and glanced at everyone.

"What if... God dies? How about being killed?"

"..."