.The few foreigners sitting in the living room, to be precise, should be the French people drinking tea poured by their grandmother.

When a group of foreigners found their doorstep, Yang Yichen wanted to pack up and run away, but in the end he accepted his fate and sat on the sofa in the living room, right across from them, playing with his fingers.

Let's go back half an hour ago.

Yang Yichen was still hiding in the study to search for information. Grandma was working on his housework. At this time, the doorbell outside rang.

Grandma goes out and opens the door.

After the gate opened, I saw four foreigners in suits and ties. One of them asked his grandma in a stiff Korean language.

"Amani, is this the home of Yang Yichen writer?"

"Ah, who?"

"Yang Yi, Chen, is a writer."

Grandma really couldn't understand their inferior Korean, so she said it to him in English.

"You want to find Yang Yichen?"

"Yes! You can speak English, that's great, we're just looking for writer Yang Yichen."

"There is no writer, Yang Yichen has one. Are you looking for a writer or Yang Yichen?"

Several foreigners looked at each other.

One of them whispered, "I searched for so long and walked around for a long time before I found this place. Go in and check it out. If we didn't say goodbye again, we have confirmed the address. It's just here. When I see that Yang Yichen, I will definitely be able to explain it clearly."

Haha, sorry, you will be even more confused when you see Yang Yichen.

Discuss clearly.

"Yes, we are here to find Yang Yichen."

"What's the matter for him?"

"We are from France and want to talk to him about the script he sent us."

"Oh! Are you making movies? Then please come in quickly, it's our Yang Yichen."

After hearing grandma's words, the foreigners breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, they found it and went in.

"That's annoying."

Grandma thought to herself that these foreigners are quite polite, and I hope they are not pretending to be gentlemen.

Ask four of them to sit in the living room, and then go to the room to find Yang Yichen.

The four foreigners were like curious babies, talking at first glance at the furnishings in the house.

"Luc, look at that piano."

"I saw it, it must be here, and it is the home of cultural people at first glance."

One of them carefully played with the porcelain cup in his hand, thinking that the fake blue and white porcelain cup was some valuable handicraft.

“This cup is so beautiful.”

"Pascal, you fool, ask you to ask for an interpreter, but you said you have learned Korean. Hell, what if someone didn't know how to speak English, what should we do!"

"Luc, I just asked passers-by if they could understand it."

"It's weird if you understand it. You finally showed the address you copied to others and they knew it."

"Okay, it's my fault, but don't you think the translation you hired is not helpful to us in talking about the script? Now, it's just right to communicate in English."

"I don't know what kind of person Yang Yichen is."

"It's definitely not easy to be able to write such a script."

"I guess I'm a Korean American, right? The background of the script is New York."

"Stop guessing, you've said it many times. It's really strange. How can a Korean write such a script? You'll know when you see it."

These four French people came to Korea from thousands of miles to "Killer Lyon". Luc translated it as Luc. Yes, he is director Luc Besson, Pascal is deputy director Pascal, and casting director Todd. The last one is DuPont, the representative of Gao Meng's film.

When Gao Meng Company received the movie script sent from South Korea, the guy who was responsible for selecting the script almost didn't even dismantle it and was shot to death. If this is true, Yang Yichen would definitely burn Gao Xiang. It would be better if the scripts he threw out were treated like this, so he didn't have to worry like this.

Unfortunately, gold always shines. There seemed to be not many scripts submitted that day. After watching it, the review was completed. There was almost nothing good, so the Korean email that was thrown to the end was still broken up by an editor who had finished get off work.

After reading a few pages, I felt that this was definitely a masterpiece. The most special thing is that even some storyboards were written by the director. Although it was a bit like overdoing the business, it was indeed well written. It must be a newcomer who contributed the article for the first time, otherwise I would not even know what the script should have.

Let’s look at the address again, South Korea? Oh, by the way, wasn’t the last Olympics held in this country?

After the script was selected by the editor, Gao Meng felt that the movie was promising and was ready to invest. If he paid attention to it, he had to find a good director. Moreover, this movie was a Hollywood-style commercial blockbuster.

But there is a problem, in France, where art films are popular, it is easy to fail to make a commercial film. Not only does it have a good reputation, but the harvest may not be too good. Therefore, we have to find a good way out for this film. While finding a director who can make such a commercial film, we also have to have a right distribution channel.

At this time, the French commercial director was Luc Besson. "Nikita" was a real commercial film, not to mention that he was not weak in making art films. The blue in "Blue Sea and Blue Sky" almost became an unexplainable color in the history of films, so the experienced and young and promising Luc was Gao Meng's first choice.

In terms of release, Gao Meng is planning to work with Colombia to follow the Hollywood path, and they are more familiar with the distribution and promotion of commercial blockbusters.

When Luke received the script, he agreed without any hesitation, and he was eager to meet the screenwriter.

Thinking about it, this movie may have had a rough idea in Luke's mind. He wrote and directed the movie "Lyon", and maybe he was ready to start writing the script, but at this time, a film company directly handed over a complete script that was not much different from his idea to him, which would definitely touch Luke's itch. So he was eager to discuss it with this screenwriter who had a close relationship with him.

The scripts Luke also included some storyboard scripts, which made him feel that the editor was thinking of him.

After Gao Meng passed the budget and preparation plan, Luc Besson was officially finalized to become a director and asked for the screenwriter. Then the group of four flew to South Korea and came to the door according to the address.

"Yichen! Come out, don't read the books there. Someone is looking for you. Oh, it's so messy again. When you come back, your grandfather will scold you again."

“I will sort it out.”

"When you said you were sorting it out, I did it for you in the end."

"Yes, yes, thanks to grandma for her great kindness."

"Boy! Go out with me quickly and don't let the guests wait too long."

A yang finger flashed across grandma and Yang Yichen asked grandma.

"Who will look for me? I don't know anyone."

"It's a few French people who said they were for your script. It seems that your script was chosen by them. Congratulations first, and I'll make delicious celebrations for you tonight."

Hearing grandma's words, Yang Yichen paused suddenly and celebrated? He really came to the door! Yang Yichen said in his heart, I knew what to do.

"Let's go, why are you stopping? I'm so shy. With grandma here, they dare not bully you."

"oh."

The lost Yang Yichen was pulled to the living room by his grandmother.

When the four French men saw the old man coming out, they stopped mumbling and looked over there.

Hum? Where is the person? Haven’t come out yet? Could this child be Yang Yichen’s son? Why did he ask his son to come out for? We are looking for him Yang Yichen.

So Yang Yichen, who was pulled by grandma, was ignored gorgeously. The four French men's eyes directly crossed Yang Yichen and looked at the air behind him. The four of them stretched their necks and looked forward to it, thinking why they didn't come out yet.

"What are you looking at?"

Grandma was very surprised by the behavior of these foreigners. Yang Yichen and grandma followed the eyes of them and looked back. There was nothing, it was really inexplicable.

Grandma and Yang Yichen sat down opposite them.

The four people took back their eyes.

The representative of Gao Meng asked grandma with a strange expression.

"Well, what about Mr. Yang Yichen? How long will we have to wait for him? What's the important thing about him?"

Yang Yichen rolled his eyes directly, I feel like you are looking at the air.

"Ah, Yang Yichen? Look, he's here."

Grandma pointed at Yang Yichen next to her in surprise.

"What! He! Yang Yichen? This joke is not funny at all!"

Luc Besson said excitedly, and the others also looked like they were fooled.

DuPont quickly negotiated with his grandmother.

"Miss, are you sure this is Yang Yichen? Could it be that Mr. Yang Yichen was joking with us? This is his son, right?"

"Yes, please stop making such jokes, let Mr. Yang Yichen come out."

"I am Yang Yichen."

Seeing these people, Yang Yichen still couldn't believe that this little brat was the script writer they were looking for, so he might as well stand up by himself, so he wouldn't become his son.

"That may be because we made a mistake. Sorry to bother me, say goodbye."

After Luc Besson got the definite answer that this child was Yang Yichen, he stood up and took several people away.

"Aren't you looking for Yang Yichen who writes the movie script?"

Grandma thought these people were a little strange. Her grandson had originally submitted a script, so why did she say it was not?

"Yes, but we don't think the script writer we are looking for is this child. That's too, alas." Luc Besson answered helplessly

"What's the name of your movie?"

"Our movie?"

After exchanging glances with DuPont, seeing DuPont nodding, Luc directly revealed the name of the movie.

"Our movie is called "leon."

"That's right, this is what our Yichen wrote."

“….”

When the four of them heard this news, their faces were different. They summed up in one content, and they didn't believe it.

"Is it about Matilda and Lyon's story? Yes, I wrote this script."

Yang Yichen felt that he couldn't escape, so he simply admitted it himself.

"What! It's really you! How old are you?!"

“I just turned six this year.”
Chapter completed!