My Hong Kong Island Filmmaker

Chapter 754 Chapter Eight Hundred Three

PS: Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly ticket.

A dusty 60s dark green Plymouth GTX scrams in front of a convenience store.

Wu Xiaozu, who is round and bearded with a white T-shirt and ripped jeans, is holding a grease gun to fuel the newly acquired American muscle car in front of him.

During this period of time, because of some problems in the later stages of the "Seven Sins" movie, he also often stayed in the working group.

Coming here for more than a month, on the contrary, gave him time to calm down and feel the American culture, adapt to the cultural style here, and absorb nutrients for his first Hollywood movie.

American muscle cars are the first stop for him to learn.The car in front of him is a muscle car that he specially asked the dealership agent to help him collect it.

In addition, he himself is quite interested in antique cars.

North America's understanding of car culture far exceeds that of the Eastern world.In later generations, for a certain period of time, many people advocated that what belongs to the nation is what belongs to the world...but only if you are really engaged in the film and pan-entertainment cultural industry will you understand that this is not the case.

In many cases, the national is never the world.

Cultural output in the true sense can only be completed within the range of cannons, and then what can be called a nation is the world's.The words are rough and the rationale is not rough.

Apparently not now.

John Wu walked into the fast food restaurant, ordered a cup of coffee and a sandwich, and sat down by the window, followed by two past issues of the Los Angeles Times, took a bite of the inferior sandwich, and opened the newspaper to read.

"Bad boy Kristen Slater in jail for drunk driving."

"The crew of "The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air" was involved in a violent crime, and the actors were caught in police investigation!"

These Hollywood news are filled with a lot of entertainment pages, which also made Wu Xiaozu clearly feel the influence of Hollywood on this side.One of the pieces of news caught Wu Xiaozu's attention.

"Sony and Coca-Cola have reached a preliminary agreement, and the Dongying people will get involved in Hollywood? ? ’ – Los Angeles Times.

This piece of news is not difficult to know that Sony estimates that it will soon complete the acquisition of Columbia.At this time, it was the era when Dongying people were buying, buying and buying in the United States... 20 years later, it was replaced by another group of Eastern bullies who paid for Hollywood.

The Dongying people were miserably trapped by Hollywood in the early days. Of course, compared with the traps of Wall Street, they are nothing!

"Hey bro! How's it going?"

"Bender, it's only $3!"

"FXXK! That's Universal!! Dude, you're going to be famous!! Soon you'll talk about famous Hollywood screenwriters, and then sign a betting agreement with them...I believe..."

"I have my film project, Bender, you know, I've always believed in my film...the path of the righteous is surrounded by the injustice of the selfish and brutal of the wicked. Bless him with mercy and kindness as he leads The weak come out of the valley of darkness, he is the keeper of brothers and the seeker of lost children. When I avenge, they will know that my name is Yahweh..."

Just as Wu Xiaozu was sipping his coffee, stuffing two mouthfuls of sandwiches and preparing to leave, he suddenly heard a burst of exclamation from the neighbor and...uh...a long paragraph of meaningless nagging that could easily be misunderstood as watery words.

Turning his head slightly, he saw two ground turtles dancing there.

"Yeah, yeah...I mean of course~"

He took a deep breath with his hooked nose, and patted his chest to relieve his emotions at a startled man in front of him, but he still couldn't hide the excitement on his face, and pretended to be pleasantly surprised: "I think we can form a small movie company." Production company, make a small budget movie, I believe in your talent.

Bro!Let's join forces and show those dogs raised by XXX what we can do..."

"Actually, Paramount also took a fancy to another script. You know, my script is like a big XX in the San Fernando Valley, fully capable of satisfying two companies, just like the group of Niggers..."

"Fack! Shut up...I mean, bro, you're a genius, Tino!"

The two yelled excitedly, attracting the attention of some people nearby, but they didn't care.

As for Wu Xiaozu——

Sipping his coffee, he glanced at the two of them.

It's very pitiful to grow up to this honor, but it's a pity that the brain is so sucked.

It seems that I can only beg for a living in this life...

He took out a few dollars and put them on the table, got up and left.

"Yeah, yeah—baby, come on here—oh, that's it, that's it, Come On!!"

Hooked-nosed Bender squinted to observe the movement next to him, and gestured towards the opposite side. Seeing Wu Xiaozu walking towards this side, he smiled with a winning ticket in his hands, and silently opened his mouth: "It's my turn!!"

The smile gradually changed.

Pick up the coffee cup in your hand——

Ah hit! ! ! ! !

Wu Xiaozu, who was looking down at the newspaper, suddenly rolled up the newspaper, reflexively hit the approaching UFO, and then jumped back suddenly——

boom!
Snapped!
The coffee cup was suddenly blown away, and the coffee flew out, while Wu Xiaozu jumped onto the dining table next to him. The newspaper was like a sword, and he assumed a pose of Huang Feihong holding up his coat——

Lifting his foot, he gently brushed the few drops of coffee that fell on the shoe surface with his hand, which was an understatement.

"Oh—" the hooked nose spilled all the coffee on himself.

"FXXK ME! China kung-fu?!!!!" Pork Kidney Face looked at Wu Xiaozu who jumped onto the table in shock, his jaw couldn't close, and he was stunned.

He wiped his nose unnaturally.

Completely ignoring his partner howling beside him.

It is one thing for him to distort Bruce Lee in the future, and the worship of China kung-fu and Japanese culture at this time is also real, even to the point of obsession.

Wu Xiaozu's actions are really handsome.

He may be the only one who can feel the handsomeness of this scene in the fast food restaurant. When he was working at the video data and audio store in Manhattan Beach two years ago, he took advantage of his work to watch countless Kung Fu movies on Hong Kong Island, which can be called human flesh IMDB.

"FXXK..."

Bender couldn't help but want to yell, but found that his partner was looking at the Asian in front of him with a dull expression, and there was even a longing in his eyes...

"I'm sorry, I spilled your coffee and accidentally stained your clothes. I think I should make up for it." Wu Xiaozu apologized and took out 40 or 50 dollars, which made the hooked nose Banderun Under the following words.

"Sorry, I only have these on me. If you need better compensation, you can leave my phone number and I will ask the lawyer to give it to you."

Shet! ! !Ghosty Dongying guy!

Bender, who originally wanted the lion to open his mouth, thought about their purpose, his angry expression slowly dissipated, and he smiled, "No, I don't think you did it on purpose, did you??
only……"

He looked at the handwritten script that was soaked in coffee, surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said helplessly, "This script was going to be sent to Universal soon, but if possible..."

"Yes yes ~"

The pork-loin face reacted and cooperated, showing a sad look, "I... I... I'm going to Universal soon... But now... Xie Te, you know, my script is like the X of X girl The hymen is as precious, I wrote these words word by word, just like my XX, every time I see it, I feel the excitement rushing to my face..."

Wu Xiaozu came down from the table and handed the waiter a big tip of $5. He didn't pay attention to it at first—but this pig's kidney face is really special...a big high forehead and a conspicuous pair of Big chin, looks like a swollen version of Liao Fan's ancestor, who can't see it?

He was a little surprised to see Yuan Zhang Tarantino, a big flirt, here.

"To shut up."

Bender cursed angrily.

Wu Xiaozu shrugged.

"Can I read the script?"

All kinds of liars are everywhere in Hollywood, or he is just a part of changing his identity to cheat the subsistence allowance in Hollywood.If it was someone else, Wu Xiaozu would not care about it at all.

But who let it be Quentin!
"This is not good~" Quentin pretended to be reserved, "Sir, you know, this script has been bought by Universal, maybe the Christmas file will become a movie theater on the corner of the street..."

"Are you sure you really don't want to show me?" Wu Xiaozu looked at the two of them playfully.

"..."

Quentin Tarantino and Lawrence Bender were at a loss for words.

"I believe in the character of this gentleman, and the fact that he doesn't hesitate to tip the waiter $5 is enough to show his character. You have to believe, Tarantino, that those inglourious bastards don't have this quality."

"Maybe." Quentin beeped in a low voice, he always felt that the "East Ying guy" in front of him was not easy to mess with.

It was the first time he saw a rich man who was new to Hollywood choose a muscle car as a means of transportation.

Usually they are Mercedes or Rolls Royce.

Bender gave Quentin a look.

They believed that the Asian in front of them would definitely like this script!

In fact, they didn't lie, the script was indeed taken by Universal.

This kind of thing can be found out as soon as it is checked. They will not cheat money with such a lie that can be easily broken. That is really an idiot!

The quality of the script is also really good.

But still the same.

This is Los Angeles, there is a place called Hollywood, where even a taxi driver or a waiter in a coffee shop can sit down and talk to you about Eisenstein and Godard, and even hand you a professional script You can easily find members of the Screen Actors Guild or Screenwriters Guild by looking around.

Even, many people can tell you that they have participated in the script writing of many hot projects.Of course... there must be no signature.

This kind of thing abounds in Hollywood.

Every year, people from all over the world come to Hollywood to seek gold and dream of making movies, and there is no shortage of people here.

They are just two of them.

Universal did offer a price, but it was the cheapest price. As for the Christmas release...

It's just a bad lie.

No one knows how many dusty scripts have accumulated in the databases of major companies!

However, the rich man in front of him would definitely not know this.

"A very good story."

Wu Xiaozu read it for about ten minutes, and he could understand that this story is about a girl who elopes with a client, and then exchanges cash with Miss Bai, and is hunted down by all parties...

"Of course. This is a project that Universal is interested in." Bender said quickly.

"Do you have time to have a drink together? Maybe I will give you a better result, I mean at least it won't be ashes in the database of the film company..." Wu Xiaozu looked at Kun with a smile Ting the Los Angeles ruffian.

Uh……

The two opened their mouths wide.

"I have a film company, and I am also a film director. My name is John Wu. If you like oriental films, you may have seen my films..."

Wu Xiaozu likes to see the unbelievable appearance of two Los Angeles natives, "I'm not like those film companies, I can really help you realize your movie dreams, of course, I can only fit one person in my car."

The two looked at each other.

(End of this chapter)