I want to be the overlord when I transform into Marvel

President Maya didn't care about those bastards lying dead. Anyway, President Maya knew they wouldn't die. As for the broken bones, broken heads, etc., for the bastards in Hell's Kitchen

, isn’t it just like a daily meal?

Now Maya is thinking, should we deduct 10 points from William Baker tomorrow? This is the second time Maya has been blocked.

Those two black classmates were two grades higher than Maya and went to high school earlier. They dyed President Maya's "flower feathers on his head" red with blood. The blond boy Maurice, hey, it's even worse. This is already the third time.

President Maya blocked the road five times, and this was the fifth time he was beaten unconscious! As for the little black man Max, President Maya had no impression at all and just ignored him.

"Well, forget it, they have provided me with a joke that can make me laugh for half a month. Haha, the street gangster version of the Avengers! William and the others are so funny, they should be talking about a talk show, what are they?

Where are the bastards?"

It would be great if there was a fruit machine that could record what they just said and show it to Lu Dan more than 10 years later. Maybe he could ask for royalties from him! President Maya thought unkindly.

As soon as I opened the door to the living room, I heard Jack talking loudly, "The Weinstein brothers left Disney this time because they were completely forced by Michael Eisner. Now the shares of Miramax Pictures are almost completely owned by Walt Disney."

Disney occupies it. If those two brothers don’t want to keep working for others, it’s only a matter of time before they run away..."

When Jennifer saw President Maya coming back, she stopped talking, turned around and asked, "Dear, why are you back so late today?"

President Maya hung up her schoolbag in her small room and replied: "A classmate has an eye problem, so I went to his house to have a look this afternoon. What did you say just now?"

"Haha, Maya, congratulate me, now I have a formal job!" Jack replied excitedly.

"Oh, Jack, have you finally given up on your dream of being a director?" Maya asked.

Jack's face froze in excitement, and he felt as if his heart had been hit!

"No, the Weinstein brothers left Disney to go it alone and are now recruiting people. I am already their contracted director! Harvey Weinstein is also a giant in the independent film circle. Maybe not long after,

I can also take pictures alone!" Jack finally got rid of the embarrassing status of a wild editor and was really happy at the moment.

President Maya was even more confused. She still knew who Harvey Weinstein was. But how could such a big shot like Jack?

It’s really not that President Maya looks down on his stepfather. If nothing else, at the very least, Jack has never directed a movie alone and has no experience as an assistant director. At most, he has appeared in some movies that are not that popular.

At the end of the film, if you look carefully, you can still see his name. And it depends on whether the producer admits to Jack's script adaptation work.

In Hollywood, a script can never be completed by one person. The original author comes up with an idea, and then convenes a group of editors to process and modify it. Some people modify the dialogue, some add jokes, and some process the scenes...

..

If the parties concerned are broad-minded, they may add the names of those who modified the script to the back of the signature column. However, in most cases, Jack just takes some money and leaves without signing or copyright.

Seeing Maya's seemingly puzzled expression, Jack understood her thoughts and coughed twice awkwardly before explaining: "Didn't I write a script, the one based on you? It was written by a

The famous French director took his fancy and was about to start filming! It was barely a big cast. Then, the brothers Harvey Weinstein thought I still had some talent, so they recruited me."

"Is it the "Magic Girl of Manhattan"?" President Maya's face turned slightly dark.

In the past few years, President Maya was crazy about winning prizes. Not only did he become famous in New York, but even Jack's stepfather at home was shocked.

Unlike Jennifer, a semi-literate woman, Jack, a top student, knows how valuable those international science competitions are. It is great for an average child to participate in a national Mathematical Olympiad competition. But Maya, a cheap girl, is not a mathematician.

, Physics, Chemistry, and Biology have all won awards, and they are still competing with middle and high school students all over the world. You know, Maya is just a primary school student!!!

Anyway, Jack feels that his Maya is no worse than Tony Stark, who changes celebrity girlfriends every day.

So Jack wrote a movie script about Maya, which contained all kinds of gorgeous words of praise. It described how well-behaved and sensible Maya was as a child, and how diligent she was in such a difficult environment. She could achieve so much in a lifetime.

Unearned honor...

At first, Maya blushed when she saw it. She kept saying "It's too exaggerated", "It's too praised", "Don't write it like this", but she kept flipping it in her hands. Finally, Jack submitted the script to

When going to various movie companies, she didn't dissuade him at all. Well, President Maya just didn't have time to stop Jack, yes, not in time!

The English name of that script is "SupergirlManhattan"!

At this moment, Jack, who was sitting on the sofa in the small living room, said excitedly: "Maya, you will never imagine how famous that director is. He is the famous French national treasure director Luc Besson!"

Hearing the name Luc Besson, Maya suddenly felt bad and asked quickly: "Have you sold the script?"

Jack nodded proudly and extended a slap.

"Fifty thousand dollars?"

"Well, $5,000. Maya, that's a lot. And if the movie is successful, maybe I can get an Oscar nomination! This time I'm ranked first in the script signature column!" Jack explained.

"Moreover, I have personally talked with director Luc Besson, and he will give you a chance to audition for the leading role. Maya, you may become a big star!"

Jennifer also happily interjected at this time: "Really? Since Maya can play the heroine, can I play the heroine's mother? Maybe I can also break into Hollywood! Hahaha!"

Jack looked a little strange, but he still said: "If you are willing, you can probably become the heroine's mother. However, I guess the audience will not remember you. The heroine's parents died just after the appearance, so there are

Didn’t show up a few times.”

President Maya's uneasiness became even stronger, and she asked: "Did the name of that movie also change?"

"That's right! Maya, the French director has rewritten the script again. The name seems to be "Leon the Killer", or something else? But it doesn't matter, it's just a normal slight adaptation."

President Maya┑(￣Д￣)┍......

God damn it’s a “slightly” adapted, God damn it “doesn’t matter”!

You really screwed me up, Jack! You'd better give up your unreliable dream of being a director! I think this promising career as a painter is very suitable for you, really!