Chapter 12 The Collaboration of a Layman, a Former Celebrity, and a Donkey
The letter paper contained mostly Zhang Yunwei's scattered thoughts, which to put it mildly was the so-called inspiration. But it was written so casually and thrown away so casually that it felt like he didn't even take it seriously.
But through the fragmented language and the stringing together of scattered words, Duan Xi can see the owner's thoughts and questions about life, philosophy and human nature.
In this era when movies are just starting out, who would do this? Who would try to show these boring things in movies.
To put it bluntly, it is a disease of youth, which needs to be cured.
Not to mention in this era, even in Duan Xi's previous life, the most glorious and flourishing film era, literature and art are things that most directors dare not touch. Because it is easy to die in the corners of the box office, and most of them die.
The kind that no one sympathizes with.
But the ones that are really famous, the ones that can bring intense ideological collisions to people, are often this kind of stuff.
So this thing is a double-edged sword. If you do it well, you will go to the altar, but if you don’t do it well, you will go to hell.
"Is there any special introduction to the films Director Zhang has made before?" Duan Xi asked.
The female assistant became even more annoyed: "What do you do?"
"A senior consultant who has just joined the company."
"Senior consultant?" The female assistant has never heard of this position in the company.
"It's just like spending money casually, not having to do anything, and contact Mr. Song anytime if you really need something." Duan Xi said concisely and to the point.
Being tricked by this guy again... Mu Rou shrugged on the side.
The female assistant was startled and hurriedly went to the bookcase to find some information.
Mu Rou glanced at it and patted her head: "Oh, it turns out he is the director who made "Warm". No wonder it sounds familiar to him. I never thought of it before."
"It seems that he is not famous at all." Duan Xi said with a smile.
Mu Rou stood on her tiptoes in embarrassment and whispered: "It's better not to have this reputation at all. It's used as a negative teaching material in film schools! At that time, one of my lecturers said when teaching, whoever wants to commit suicide should just go
If you make a movie like "Warm", you will definitely die the most ugly, most thorough and most deserved death."
Duan Xi: "..."
Also, just with this title, it can actively drive away 95% of the audience in this era.
"Otherwise, let's forget it." Mu Rou really didn't want to waste a script like "Peace Hotel" in the hands of such a person. For her, only the most talented director of this era deserves this genius script.
"We're all here." Duan Xi said, carefully reading Zhang Yunwei's introduction and the introductions of the only two previous films.
Zhang Yunwei, male, 34 years old, native of Xiangliucheng, Hunan. He graduated from an unpopular art major, which is not even considered a major.
A few years ago, I worked as an assistant to a famous director before I got into the industry. With my savvy, a little chance, and meeting two unjust financial backers, I made two movies that failed at the box office.
The main reason why Chen Ange hired him was because it was cheap, and the secondary reason was because of the famous director's recommendation.
However, in the past three months since he joined the company, Chen Ange's views have not been in harmony with Chen Ange's. Moreover, the big star Xie Guangsheng has been making up his faults and trying his best to belittle him, causing Chen Ange to gradually lose all his patience and confidence in him.
In the office, Xie Guangsheng suppressed and ridiculed Zhang Yunwei from time to time, making almost all his colleagues think that Zhang Yunwei was just a deadbeat who was just messing around.
Zhang Yunwei simply let it go, hanging out and walking around in the name of finding inspiration. Going to work was like going to a public toilet, and he would come and go as he pleased.
This also makes everyone less patient with him, creating a vicious cycle.
"How was the filming of "Warm"? Have you seen it?" Duan Xi asked.
Mu Rou shook her head. Although she was diligent in studying, she was really too lazy to invest in something that was worthless and had no sense of existence.
After all, this Kunlun world is not like Duan Xi's previous life. Movies are not digitized. If you want to watch any movie, you have to go to the theater.
However, Xie Guangsheng's disgusting figure appeared at the door at the right time, holding a teacup in his hand. He was worried that Duan Xi would come to see Zhang Yunwei, so he couldn't help but come to take a look.
When Duan Xi asked about Zhang Yunwei's masterpiece, Xie Guangsheng sneered as always: "In "Warm", the whole movie was shot in a dark mine, and every character in it was shot as cold as a beast, and the protagonist said to himself
His lines accounted for half of the total lines. I only filmed this thing because I was mentally ill."
Because Zhang Yunwei is a competitor in the company, he only went to understand the detailed introduction of this film, otherwise he would be more lazy than Mu Rou to watch it.
Duan Xi: "That's okay."
Xie Guangsheng was startled and muttered, "You have something wrong with your brain if you step on a horse."
Duan Xi didn't care about it this time and was too lazy to deal with such things.
At this time, a slovenly man with an unkempt appearance suddenly walked in at the door, knocking Xie Guangsheng staggering with his arm.
Xie Guangsheng muttered something, but the sloppy man scolded him, "Go away."
The man's half-centimeter long beard and disheveled hair made him look more than ten years older than his actual age, and his red eyes showed that he might have been sleep deprived recently.
He is Zhang Yunwei. Although his fame is no longer very good, it is better to be famous than to meet him.
In fact, he was completely disappointed with his current working environment, so he came here to pack his personal belongings and prepare to bid farewell to Chen Ange.
I just didn't expect two strangers, a man and a woman, to be standing in front of my desk, holding my profile and scribbled letter paper.
"Director Zhang?" Duan Xi smiled and stretched out his big hand.
Zhang Yunwei was stunned and pulled his disheveled hair. He suddenly became a little at a loss from the unruly attitude just now.
From the time he joined the company three months ago until he is about to leave today, this is the first time someone has called him "Director Zhang" seriously, without any sarcasm.
"Who are you?"
"Company consultant, this Miss Mu Rou is the company's newly signed artist. Let's talk outside?"
"What are you talking about?" Zhang Yunwei was confused.
"About the movie."
"But I have to leave."
"Isn't it time to leave?" Duan Xi handed him a cigarette, walked to the benches in the small garden downstairs and sat down, "Let's chat casually. According to your plan, what films are you going to make for the company?
?”
"Does it make sense? I really have to leave. And even if I say so, the company won't film it."
"Then I won't do the filming. I won't deduct my salary if I chat a few words."
…
At the window of the small building just now, Xie Guangsheng kept paying close attention and couldn't help but talk to himself.
"A layman consultant, a stubborn asshole director, and a has-been second-tier starlet. If you can achieve anything through this negotiation, I will take your surname."
After a while, Xie Guangsheng noticed that the expression on Zhang Yunwei's face seemed to have changed significantly, as if he was stimulated by Duan Xi's words.
Or to be more precise, something in Zhang Yunwei seemed to be activated by Duan Xi.
Especially after Duan Xi handed a few pieces of paper to Zhang Yunwei, Zhang Yunwei simply read it once, then stood up and danced as if he was possessed.
Duan Xi and Mu Rou both responded with smiles, as if they were sure that Zhang Yunwei would react this way.
"What are these three guys doing?" Xie Guangsheng became more and more curious.
Moreover, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Although he was very confident, Zhang Yunwei's sudden activation was very abnormal.
After a while, he saw Duan Xi and the others going upstairs, probably to find Chen Ange. Xie Guangsheng touched his bald head, picked up his peaked cap and put it on, and hurriedly followed.
…
In Chen Ange's office, the iceberg beauty boss was reading the synopsis of the story handwritten by Duan Xi.
The writing is beautiful and the story is even better.
Putting down the manuscript, she stared at Duan Xi for a while and asked, "Did you write it?"
"Do you think the calligraphy is very beautiful?" Duan Xi deliberately changed the topic.
"I mean, you made up the story yourself. Isn't the prototype of "Peace Hotel" the same as the Lanyan Building where you live?"
Sure enough, even a three-year-old silly girl could relate to something that she really couldn't hide from this all-around female boss.
"It's not like I won't give you a screenwriting fee, why would you put so much thought into it?"
Duan Xi: "..."
This little girl can have eight hundred ideas.
Mu Rou covered her mouth and laughed like a dull gourd.
Zhang Yunwei was the most focused and a little excited: "Singer? As long as you vote for this script, I guarantee that it will be well-received and popular. Give me this manuscript, and within three days I will refine it into a standard script that can be filmed at any time. The requirements for the shooting scenes
It’s not strict, there aren’t many main actors, so the investment won’t be huge!”
"Didn't I hear that you are planning to resign?"
"It doesn't matter if you don't resign or give me a salary, as long as you let me take pictures." Zhang Yunwei knew how important this opportunity was.
In fact, his thoughts on this script are different from Duan Xi's. To be more specific, if this guy who is suffering from literary youth disease is allowed to film, he probably won't be able to film the "Peace Hotel" in his previous life.
But Duan Xi discovered that if he followed this guy's ideas and put a little more restraint, he could probably create a combined version of "Ashes of Time" and "Peace Hotel".
It is both literary and artistic, and also popular.
As long as the narrative style is ensured to be accepted by the general audience, there is not much of a problem. On the contrary, it is really possible to slightly improve the ideological quality.
Of course, even if there is no improvement, as long as the story is presented as it is, it can still sell good box office.
"Are you sure his style can handle this script?" Chen Ange finally asked Duan Xi, the original author, for his opinion.
Duan Xi: "At least three blocks better than Xie Guangsheng."
Chen Ange rarely showed a smile: "Then let's shoot, what are you waiting for? But I'll start with my ugly words. If you waste such a good script, don't blame me for throwing you into the Blackwater River to feed the bastard."
Zhang Yunwei repeatedly promised: "Don't worry, if I mess up this, I will jump into the river myself! Mr. Ge, thank you for giving me this opportunity, and thank you, Consultant Duan..."
Duan Xi shook his head: "I still prefer your original unruly appearance. Can you restore it? I'm not used to it, brother."
Chen Ange couldn't help but smile.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and it was Xie Guangsheng who came in with tape on his mouth.
"Mr. Ge, are you... having a meeting?"
"Just finished."
"Oh...I'm here to talk about the script of "The Orioles in the Sea of Flowers"..."
"Forget it, it's too vulgar."
Xie Guangsheng was stunned and a little panicked: "Then let's go back to "The Songstress of the Ancient City" and "The Fateful Beauty"?"
"It's also vulgar."
Xie Guangsheng was completely confused.
He glanced at Duan Xi and thought, what kind of ecstasy have you poured into your boss? It’s only been your second day since you came to the company, and I’ve already been marginalized? This chapter has been completed!