China Entertainment’s rescue plan is hard to come by

Chapter 1005 Heartwarming
Shen Teng and Zhang Yang were very well prepared. They brought out what could be considered the best scripts accumulated by the Kaihua Mahua Theater over the years.

But after reading it, Sun Yi still felt it was lacking.

He put down the last script, his fingers tapping the table habitually.

Shen Teng and Zhang Yang craned their necks, waiting expectantly for Sun Yi to continue.

They absolutely must get through this; the hopes of the entire village rest on their shoulders.

Seeing their expressions, Sun Yi laughed and said, "Why are you two so nervous?"

"It's just that we're afraid the script won't meet your standards. We're absolutely passionate about film art right now."

Shen Teng rubbed his hands together and replied in a serious tone.

Sun Yi shook his head, speechless.

That's why they say that any comedian who makes it big has a unique skill.

Shen Teng, with his "cheeky" attitude, is both infuriating and hilarious.

"Alright, stop acting here." Sun Yi chuckled and scolded, slapping the three scripts on the table. "Next project, we can start, but only these three scripts."

He paused for a moment, then shook his head at the two of them, "Almost there."

Upon hearing the first half of Sun Yi's sentence, Shen Teng and Zhang Yang's eyes lit up, and they wished they could kowtow to Sun Yi on the spot. However, when they heard the second half, they were stunned, staring at each other with wide eyes, not knowing what it meant.

The project can proceed, but the script is not up to par.

Is this allowing filming, or preventing people from being scared?

Sun Yi answered their questions.

"To be honest, these three scripts are all good, but they are not very suitable, or rather, not very suitable for the current situation of Mahua."

"Your first 'Charlotte' was a hit, and you should now capitalize on that popularity to create another classic and further solidify your popularity and audience base. These three scripts are excellent, but they are not classics."

Upon hearing this, Shen Teng and Zhang Yang exchanged a glance and gave a wry smile in unison.

Zhang Yang sighed, "Director Sun, we understand what you're saying, but classic scripts don't just come out of thin air. This is already the best script that Mahua has produced in recent years."

Shen Teng nodded repeatedly in agreement.

They understand the logic; they've just become famous, so they definitely want to capitalize on their success. But good scripts aren't so easy to come by.

Sun Yi nodded and fell into thought.

Indeed, he had been completely projecting himself onto the story from his own perspective, and classic scripts were nothing special to him. But he forgot that for others, those were truly rare and precious opportunities.

Take the three scripts that Shen Teng and Zhang Yang just brought out, for example. Sun Yi glanced at them and immediately recognized that they included "Never Say Die" and "Li Cha's Aunt." To be fair, these are already good scripts that are above average.

A classic work; who else is as twisted as him, coming out of nowhere like that?

Sun Yi reflected on it for a while, but after thinking it over, he still felt that at this time, Mahua was not suitable for these few scripts, and should focus on creating best-selling products.

"Have you never thought about adapting a classic work?"

"Adapt?" The two looked at each other again, then asked in unison, "Adapt what?"

Sun Yi had no choice but to feed him.

Have you read "Brewster's Millions"?

"We've seen it." The two nodded to each other.

This 1985 American comedy film is a classic among classics. Anyone who has graduated from a film school has studied it; it's a must-see film in class. The two of them had a very deep impression of it, and they thought of it as soon as Sun Yi mentioned it.

So, do you have any ideas?

"That's actually pretty good!"

Shen Teng stared wide-eyed at Zhang Yang with excitement.

"Spend $100 million in 30 days, you cannot give it away, you cannot destroy valuable items, you cannot leave any assets behind, you cannot tell anyone about the test, and it can only be used for legal consumption."

“Dollar won’t do, let’s convert it to RMB. 1 million is too little. That was in 1985, it’s been 13 years now, it should be at least 100 million, let’s say 100 million,” Zhang Yang replied.

"One hundred million is too little. I think we should go for a billion. That would be even more shocking. We could spend it all in a month." Shen Teng slapped his leg hard.

"Then let's go with 10 billion. And what kind of identity should we give the protagonist? Ideally, it should resonate with the general public, be easy to criticize, and have a strong comedic effect," Zhang Yang asked.

Shen Teng frowned, deep in thought, and after a moment, his eyes widened.

"Football, that's it."

"Hey, Lao Shen, yes, this is good, this is good." Zhang Yang praised repeatedly.

"There also needs to be a romantic storyline. The female lead can't be after his money; she has to have known him when he was at his poorest."

"Well, and then in terms of spending money, you can also invest in all sorts of dreams. For example, gradually you get surrounded by a bunch of unreliable friends, each with their own absurd dreams—building rockets, inventing perpetual motion machines, making art films. He invests money in these projects, thinking it's all going to be a waste, but by sheer luck, the projects all come to fruition?"

"Yep!"

“We also need to design a series of ‘money-spending traps’,” Zhang Yang said, taking out his notebook and writing as he spoke.

Shen Teng chimed in, "That's right, the more the protagonist wants to spend, the more money they actually accumulate."

The two of them, taking turns talking, used Sun Yi's Spring Festival Gala director's office to complete the overall structure of the script and the various comedic elements.

Sun Yi watched the whole thing from the sidelines and had to admit that these two were born to be comedians.

He simply proposed a framework, and in no time, the two of them fleshed it out into something rich and vivid, even adding some humorous moments. Sun Yi listened from the side and found it very interesting.

That's right, the script he gave to the two of them was the original novel adapted from "Hello Mr. Billionaire".

As the most successful adaptation by Happy Twist and also the highest-grossing film, it is the perfect fit for their current situation where they have just become famous and urgently need a classic work to firmly establish themselves in the film and television industry.

Finally, after their passionate encounter ended, Zhang Yang's notebook was filled with notes for several pages before they remembered the most crucial question.

"Director Sun, this adaptation doesn't have copyright issues, does it?"

Sun Yi smiled.

Not bad, at least they remember about copyright.

"Don't worry, the fact that I'm bringing this up with you means that copyright isn't an issue."

Starry Sky has already acquired classic scripts like these that are available for adaptation.

Hearing Sun Yi's words, the two of them finally felt at ease, fearing that their "passionate collision" had been in vain.

"Alright, take these three drafts back with you. Polish them a bit more when you have time. They should be fine for future Mahua productions. For next year's installment, we'll still use 'Brewster's Millions.' Go back and finalize the script as soon as possible, then submit it to President Yang for approval."

"Oh! Okay, Director Sun, thank you. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't know where to start with our next film."

"Alright, alright, hurry back, I still have a lot of things to do for the Spring Festival Gala."

"Okay, okay."

The two left, deeply grateful.

After seeing the two off, Sun Yi looked up.

Oh, it's noon, just lunchtime. The morning has flown by.

Sun Yi went to the cafeteria to get his food. It was a small dining hall open to the public. He happened to run into the head of Xingkong Technology, who was debugging the broadcasting equipment, so he decided to share a table with him.

Sun Yi sat down opposite him and briefly discussed the progress of the studio's setup. After the discussion, he picked up his phone and casually took a picture of Ms. Liu.

[Lunch time, letting my wife know. Image, jpg]

Liu Yifei replied very quickly, almost instantly.

Okay, eat more, kiss you!

Upon seeing the reply, Sun Yi smiled and was about to put his phone down when Liu Yifei sent another message.

"Brother, do you have any Coke?"

?

Sun Yi was wondering why it was so delicious when he realized that there was a bottle of it next to the plate of the technical manager across from him, which he had inadvertently captured in the photo.

I wanted to explain, but suddenly felt a warm feeling in my heart.

Whether a bottle of Coke is so delicious or not, it's really not worth mentioning to him.

Even something as insignificant as this was something Miss Liu was concerned about whether he had it or not.

【Honey, I don't know what to do! *crying*

Don't cry, wait, I'll bring you sunglasses!

　Happy New Year's Eve everyone!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)