Huayu: Start by asking ex-girlfriends for alms

Chapter 67 Brother, I want to make a big move

The next day, crew members left one after another.

Considering that I just brushed Xiaolu’s teeth yesterday, it’s not appropriate to send it only to Xiaolu and a few others.

Zhen Jiecheng simply became the hotel doorman and saw everyone off one by one.

As a result, he naturally moved everyone and received endless praise even after leaving the crew.

"Look at Director Zhen!"

“Making my first movie at the age of 20!”

"The first film won the domestic box office championship last year!"

"That's it, no airs at all!"

"No wonder he's so awesome! At least in terms of being a good person, Director Zhen is many times better than others!"

Where there is comparison, there is difference.
Zhen Jiecheng's swearing behavior on the set was immediately forgotten by everyone.

It's obvious that you are serious and responsible!
He is only in his early twenties, it is normal for young people to lose their temper!
Yes, it's normal.

That’s what Xiaolu thought!

That's why Xiaolu seized the opportunity!
"Shit! You don't work as a doorman for Beijing Film Academy, but work as a doorman for a hotel instead. Are you addicted to it?"

Jiang Wen waited and waited for Zhen Jiecheng to come, but he still didn't show up, so he started bombarding him with calls.

"Here I come! I'm seeing you off!"

Zhen Jiecheng muttered, turned to look at Cheng Hao,
Because the inventory has been refreshed again, I am very confident at the moment.

"I'm going to talk to Brother Jiang about his script!"

"Well, I'll go talk to Zhou Yun, and then I'll go and call you two to eat when it's time for dinner."

"No, Brother Jiang is in the teahouse, not in the hotel."

"Okay, I'll wait for you in the hotel."

"it is good!"

Zhen Jiecheng strode away.

"I've finished watching it, go ahead and give me some advice!"

As Jiang Wen spoke, he handed over a cigarette.

"Brother, this is your first draft, and the other one is not even a first draft. I have only read it once, so what advice can I give?"

Zhen Jiecheng took the cigarette and lit it.

"Aren't you making things difficult for me?"

"What the hell! Okay, okay, put your opinions aside for now and tell me your impressions! Tell me your general feelings!"

"Then I'll tell you?"

Hearing this, Zhen Jiecheng stopped being so reserved.
"Brother, you must be looking for big-name actors from Hong Kong and Taiwan for these two scripts, right?"

"Yes! You know that I have connections with that side. I can't avoid it whether it's investment or casting." Jiang Wen nodded.

"Whether the acting is suitable for the script is another matter, but at least the salary will definitely be spent."

As he spoke, Zhen Jiecheng pointed at the script.
"Then it's obvious!"

"This first draft of an art film has a small chance of winning one of the three major European awards, a high chance of winning awards at domestic and other small film festivals, and a high chance of losing money in the box office market."

"Of course, I'm only referring to the box office market. If we really look at it in detail, if the timeline is extended, investors may still make money."

"I understand. It's just that it can't get the three major ones. It can get the smaller ones, but it loses money at the box office." Jiang Wen immediately made a precise conclusion, "What about this one?"

"This is not complete yet, I can only make a rough judgment. As long as you restrain yourself when filming, there is a small chance that you will win an award at the three major awards, a high chance that you will win an award domestically, and a medium chance that you will make money in the box office market!"

"I understand. Even if we can't get one of the three major films, we can get one of the smaller ones, and it's possible that we can make money at the box office!" Jiang Wen continued to summarize accurately, and then cursed angrily: "Shit! According to what you said, with this comparison, wouldn't it be stupid for me to make this "The Sun Also Rises"?"

"If we only consider the revenue, including awards and box office," Zhen Jiecheng nodded, "Yes, that's right, brother, you are stupid!"

“What if I still insist on filming?”

"If we only consider the benefits, congratulations, brother! You have evolved into a big fool now!"

"Why do I always feel something is wrong when I hear the word 'silly'?" Jiang Wen stared, "First of all, I have to emphasize that you were the one who first proposed this. I am just quoting your argument, brother." Zhen Jiecheng was not affected by Jiang Wen's angry glare and instinctively put a layer of buff on himself.

"Secondly, you scolded Zhang Weiping and Lu Chuan, calling them two idiots."

"As for me, your brother, I will follow your footsteps and charge forward to become two big idiots."

"Now, brother, you have gone from being a fool to a big fool. You have both. Of course you will feel that something is wrong!"

Zhen Jiecheng spread his hands.
"I emphasize again that I am only quoting your argument, and only from the perspective of benefits!"

Jiang Wen:.
Faced with Zhen Jiecheng's ruthlessness and invulnerability, Jiang Wen decided to let him go for the time being.

“What if you don’t care about the benefits?”

“Then take a picture!”

Zhen Jiecheng slammed the table.
"What the fuck? Call it fuck, great director!"

"I want to shoot anything, except for the photoelectric, so shut up!"

"If you want to invest, you have to look at my face. If I give it to you, you take it. If I don't give it to you, you just hold it in!"

"You have to bear the loss! When the next movie project starts, you have to come and lick the slack!"

"This is the fucking great director!"

"This is you, my brother!"

Oh my god, this boy Jiecheng is really good at talking.

Hearing this, Jiang Wen was overjoyed, but pretended to be surprised and asked,

"Is this me?"

"It's you!" Zhen Jiecheng nodded.

“But I feel like this isn’t me at all!”

"No, no, no! This is you!"

"Hahaha! Jie Cheng, it turns out that this fucking person is me!"

The smile on Jiang Wen's face was completely blooming. He then picked up the pen, and then picked up the rough script adapted from "The Story of Stealing an Official", and started writing.

Zhen Jiecheng glanced at it.
Jiang Wen revised and added two paragraphs.

Regarding the ideas and lines of the two paragraphs about "surprise" and "who is the county magistrate".

Zhen Jiecheng smoked and drank tea quietly.

After Jiang Wen closed the script and put away his pen with satisfaction, he began to speak.

"Brother, I have an idea I want to tell you about."

"What idea? Tell me!"

"I can't stand those professional actors from Hong Kong and Taiwan acting in our TV dramas with their accents."

Zhen Jiecheng did not hide anything and went straight to the point.
"for example,"

"It's good that the crew has money and can hire professional dubbing artists."

"What about the crew that is short of funds?"

"Can you imagine an emperor sitting on the dragon throne speaking in Taiwanese accent?"

"Can you imagine that ordinary young people can't speak the local dialect, and even their Mandarin is weird and awkward?"

"That's it. He's getting paid a lot for his work but he's still so arrogant."

"Jiecheng, you know! This is the general trend, we need unity, don't mess around." Jiang Wen frowned and advised.

"Don't worry, I won't mess around! At least I won't be the first to do so!"

Zhen Jiecheng speaks righteously,
"However, if there is a suitable opportunity, I can follow suit."

"Brother, you have to accompany me to do something big!"

(End of this chapter)