The reborn manotaku

“I’m not going to pay for this kind of movie.”

After Li Huai’s words, several students present were immediately stunned.

The fat man Han Peng was a little unconvinced, and couldn’t help but ask: “You also said, it’s a good script, why is there no value in shooting?”

Li Huai did not answer, but asked instead, “Why don’t you write a commercial film script?” Han Peng grinned,

“Isn’t it the literary and art film you said, Mr. Li, we haven’t graduated yet, we have to have some artistic pursuits.”

“I’m right.”

Li Huai shook his head, “Actually, I originally thought that you would choose commercial films, because if the box office is okay, your screenwriting team will have a foundation and capital to stand on.”

“You can make art films if you want, but look at your script.” The story integrity is okay, telling the impact of the wave of layoffs on a family in the 90s. But for two reasons, I definitely won’t shoot.

“First, the characters are too rigid, who said that young people will be cynical and go to the street to be gangsters after being laid off?”

“Most of the people I know are confused for a long time, thinking about how to fend for themselves because the family is waiting to eat in the back.”

“Some of the literary works you read are like this, and they do reflect the current situation of society at that time, but do you have any life experience? This script is completely technical product, without emotion.

“The second and most important. The previous generation has also experienced some pain, you eat white fat one by one, what is the metaphor for messing around, don’t scold your mother and be unhappy, right?

“What really touches people’s hearts is never criticism that thinks they are superior, but love and tolerance, compassion for suffering!”

“This thing can’t pass the trial at all.”

Li Huai threw the script on the table at once, “Anyway, I will never shoot, it is better to build a hope primary school with that money.”

To be honest, Li Huai was a little disappointed and walked out of the dormitory directly, “Think about it yourself.”

After Li Huai left, there was silence in the dormitory. Fat Han Peng muttered, ”

It’s not good, it’s not good, what are you doing with such a big fire…”

Yang Hao from Zhangye was silent for a while, and suddenly raised his head, “Li Huai is right, if we want to write really good things, we must have our own life experience.

“I have a good story, it depends on whether you dare to accompany me on an adventure…”

In the following days, the fat man and they did not look for Li Huai again, but gathered together all day and muttered that they didn’t know what they were discussing.

Li Huai didn’t pay much attention to it, the current film market has not yet taken off, investment is a precious promise, he doesn’t mind losing some money, but it must be a movie worth losing money.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed since the start of school, ushering in the eleventh long holiday.

The goblin returned to Jiangsu and Zhejiang to visit his parents, while Li Huai returned to Dongyang County with his father.

It seems that in just two years, everything has been different.

The troupe’s fund-raising room was finally built, the family in the compound moved out, and there was a housewarming banquet almost every day, and the father and son were also called to eat twice.

They came back mainly to clean up the old house, because the old dormitory building will also be demolished, and I heard that a restaurant and bathing center will be built as a tertiary industry.

Reality is sometimes magical…

Packing up important and memorable things, throwing away the rest or giving them away, the house was quickly vacated.

Looking at the messy old house, Li Huai was a little sad, with the demolition of this place, many childhood beauty can only exist in memory.

However, looking at his father who was talking to Aunt Xiaolin on the phone next to him, his heart suddenly warmed.

No matter where you are, with your family, it is naturally home.

Two days before the end of the holiday, Li Guoqiang returned to the capital, and Li Huai accompanied Cheng Yongjun to the crew of “Bright Sword” to inspect. Although the name of the

shareholder of Xinghai is written as Cheng Yuanyuan, the actual person in charge is Cheng Yongjun, and as soon as he heard that he was filming a war drama, he had long been clamoring to see it.

Still the green domineering, Li Huai couldn’t help but complain: “Uncle, you should have earned a lot in the past two years, why don’t you change cars?”

“If you can use it, it’s better to be low-key.” I heard that last month someone took a whole bundle of banknotes to buy a house, and it was on the news, which was a shame and a disgrace to the whole country.

Cheng Yongjun was a little unhappy, “Now that I go to other places, when others hear that it is Jin Province who is engaged in coal, they all treat me as an upstart soil leopard.”

“No matter what, I’m also a cultural person with a cultural industry, okay!”

“That is…”

Li Huai held back a laugh, “Don’t worry, uncle, when “Bright Sword” is broadcast next year, no one will dare to underestimate where you say it.”

“Is it really that good?”

“It’s so good!”

“Okay, then I’ll have to take a good look. By the way, why don’t you invest in Yuanyuan to make a movie, I saw on the news that what the girl is just lucky, can only be used as a vase … A lot of gossip anyway.

“Don’t listen to them.” Li Huai patiently explained: “The comedy role of Yuanyuan is too famous and easy to be stereotyped, first calm down and stabilize, find a good script.”

Cheng Yongjun nodded, “Yes, you are right, we are not short of money, we must be an artist, just like Gong Li, there is light on the face.”

Li Huai sweated heavily, “Take your time, take your time…” The

filming location of the “Bright Sword” crew at this time was in Changjia Manor, a scenic spot in Jinzhong, of course, there was also a place in Hebei on the exterior.

Li Huai heard that in order to create a bleak and difficult environment, most of the scenes had to wait until winter to shoot.

This drama is mainly led by Hairun, Xinghai only sent financial personnel and producers, of course, including some contracted behind-the-scenes personnel, including trained group performances.

Hearing that the capital was coming, the crew naturally had someone to entertain.

The crew was filming, and after watching for a while, Cheng Yongjun couldn’t help but complain to Li Huai.

“I said you guys are too picky, how the costumes are all tattered, and this prop… This is an anti-war film, and you must be willing to invest.

Li Huai was speechless, it is true that the crew of “Bright Sword” is poor enough, but after all, it is the budget made by Hairun, and he can’t interfere too much, he can only say indiscriminately: “That… At that time, the conditions of our army were like this, to restore the historical truth.

Cheng Yongjun gave him a blank look, obviously not convinced.

After a scene, the staff of Xinghai introduced the director and starring to the two.

“This is teacher Li Youbin, who plays the protagonist Li Yunlong.”

“Teacher Li is good.”

Li Youbin is not famous at this time, Cheng Yongjun actually recognized, and was very excited, “I have seen your “Born in the Sky”, it’s really good, with you, this play is definitely not bad!”

“This is Teacher Zhang Guangbei.”

“I know you too, Lv Bu! Good, good…”

“This is Director Chen.”

“Jiu Yang Daimyo, you have filmed very well.”

The faces of everyone present were a little strange, because this Director Chen was a first-time director, and of course, there was a more senior co-director.

Subsequently, Cheng Yongjun shouted to invite all the main creators to drink and eat, but was persuaded by Li Huai.

He heard Liu Zheng say that it was not difficult to invite Li Youbin, and he had done enough work for this play, so it was naturally not suitable for casually disturbing the state.

After satisfying the curiosity of the coal boss, the two parted ways, Cheng Yongjun went home, and Li Huai returned to the capital by car.

However, before the end of the holidays and the start of school, he was shocked by a piece of news.

Several guys from the screenwriting team ran to the northwestern Pamirs, one sprained his leg, two almost didn’t come back due to lack of oxygen, and the fat Han Peng fell ill and is still lying in the hospital.

What are these guys up to?