Rebirth: Uranus Superstar

Chapter 128 The Birth of a Classic
Tan Gaohan didn't expect Han Sen to be able to write novels, but he was not used to electronic reading, so when he came to the company meeting, he asked his assistant Mao Yuchen to increase the font size, printed a paper document, and read it together.

He wanted to see Han Sen's story creation ability, so he sat at his desk and read it carefully.

As a result, the more I read it, the more novel it became, and I even forgot to write back to Richard.

It wasn't until the company was about to hold a morning meeting that he put down the document with unsatisfied intentions, turned around and went to the meeting first.

……

"Sister Honghong, this way please, Mr. Tan will finish the meeting soon."

Assistant Mao Yuchen invited Mo Honghong into Mr. Tan's office, smiled and helped pour tea, and chatted: "Sister Hong has rested for so long, do you plan to make a new movie recently?"

"Yes, I have!"

Mo Honghong picked up the handle to touch up her makeup, and lamented: "It's a pity that I can't find a suitable script. There are too many love stories on the market, especially those idol dramas. Really, I feel sick to my stomach after watching it... ..."

Mao Yuchen covered his mouth and snickered: "The market is like this. After all, producers need box office and ratings, but with Miss Honghong's box office appeal, naturally there is no need to worry about this. We all know that you can control any genre, and As long as Sister Honghong is willing to make a film, Mr. Tan will naturally help you find a suitable script."

Mo Honghong took out a pack of women's cigarettes from her pocket, took out one, lit it, and shook her head in the mist, "Come on, Lao Tan is now focusing all his energy on that newcomer, and recently he doesn't like to talk to me at all. ..."

Mao Yuchen smiled and put the tea next to Mo Honghong, "I don't dare to criticize the high-level affairs. Sister Honghong, you can rest here first. When Mr. Tan finishes the meeting, I will immediately notify Mr. Tan that you are here."

"Go, go!" Mo Honghong waved her hand.

After Mao Yuchen left, Mo Honghong took out Weibo, and saw "The King of Masked Singer", which was still ranked in the top ten most searched, clicked on the official Weibo, and saw that the other party actually paid attention After noting himself, he also paid attention to him.

Afterwards, she found a few highlights, and was enjoying watching them, when suddenly a message flashed across the notification bar, from the friend "The King of Masked Singer" she just followed.

Mo Honghong was a little surprised, she opened the private message and smiled immediately.

The King of Masked Singer: "Wow, dear Hong Hong, I didn't expect you to be an audience member of our show, thank you for your attention, we intend to invite you to participate in the recording of "The King of Masked Singer", do you have time here? "

Mo Honghong: "Recording a program? Guests or contestants?"

King of Masked Singers: "Of course I'm a guest, but, if you want to be a contestant, Miss Honghong, of course you can. You can send your singing demo over, and our director team will give you a reply after review~ ~"

Mo Honghong: "Oh, that means I'm not qualified, I've been blocked."

King of Masked Singers: "No, no, you misunderstood. We are responsible for the audience, and we are also responsible for you. Everyone knows that our show is full of masters, and the contestants are all top singers. If a contestant with average singing skills is on stage, The blow to self-confidence is very heavy..."

Mo Honghong: "Hehe, let's talk about it another day."

The conversation ended, and she continued watching the video.

After watching a few clips of contestants, Mo Honghong nodded again and again, not bad, not bad, worth seeing, the contestants have two brushes.

She was a little curious about the identity of Angry King Kong, but she couldn't figure it out. Although she had met Li Ang many times in the company, she didn't talk much, so she was not very familiar with Li Ang.

Intuition tells it that this is not Lyon.

But under the performance video of Angry King Kong, many netizens are using the name "Li Ang".

In addition to glaring at King Kong, Mo Honghong felt inexplicably familiar with Daji's attitude of refusal and welcome when she sang, as if she was a best friend many years ago, and her singing voice was [-] to [-]% similar.

As for the Lanling King who was scolded the most, Mo Honghong didn't have much impression, but the song "Jiangnan" was really moving. After hearing it, Mo Honghong started to open the Hanhai music platform, and the single started looping.

"Circle, circle, circle, sweet me every year~~"

She hummed for a while, stood up, opened the floor-to-ceiling curtains, and looked down from a dozen floors high, only to feel that all living beings are under control.

"Not coming back yet?"

Mo Honghong took a sip of tea and looked at the time, twenty or ten minutes had passed.

She began to close her eyes.

After a while, I couldn't stay idle anymore, and started wandering around Tan Gaohan's office, touching here and looking at that, with an impolite look.

Soon, her eyes turned to the papers spread out on the desk.

"script?"

Mo Honghong was curious, and thought it was a script based on her feeling, so she picked it up casually, leaning her round buttocks against the desk, sinking into it.

She lowered her head and slowly began to read.

[Mr Justice Wargrave, recently retired, is sitting in the corner of the smoking-room of the first-class carriage, puffing on a cigar and reading with interest the political news in The Times.

Wargrave put down the newspaper and looked out the window.

The train runs on the Somerset Fields on the southwest coast.

He looked at his watch, there are still two hours away...]

as time goes by.

Mo Honghong's restless mood gradually stabilized, and she calmed down to read.

Soon, her eyes began to brighten.

She read it quickly. Although there were only seven or eight chapters, Mo Honghong instinctively felt the difference in this story.

Nearly half an hour passed.

Mo Honghong was completely immersed in the story.

When I turned the last page, I found it was empty.

"Gone?"

"So short?"

Having said that, Mo Honghong's heart suddenly burst into flames.

Although the story is only half told, the prototype of the story has already appeared.

Relying on the rich experience of her career, Mo Honghong immediately tasted the taste of a classic that is about to be born.

The story is about suspense and reasoning.

It's about a serial murder case that happened on a deserted island.

Eight strangers are invited to an island.

When they arrived, only a couple of housekeepers received them.

During dinner, the phonograph in the restaurant suddenly sounded, accusing them, the guests and the housekeeper and his wife, of committing murder.

While everyone was panicking, one of the guests died suddenly.

This is where the nightmare begins.

Soon, they found a nursery rhyme in their room:
"Ten little Indian boys, running for food;
One can't be saved by choking to death, and only nine out of ten..."

……

The psychological activities of many characters are described in large paragraphs in the article, which is close to the stream of consciousness writing method. If you want to film these contents, you will undoubtedly need a top director team to guide and create secondary creations.

But it is not difficult, what is important is the sense of picture and suspense presented in this story.

At one point it gave chills down the spine.

The more Mo Honghong read, the more excited she became. At this moment, she even felt like an electric shock in her heart, and her excitement was inexplicable.

Until she finished reading the last page, she felt that someone was singing that nursery rhyme softly in her ear...

……

Tan Gaohan came back from the meeting, opened the door and walked in, and immediately saw Mo Honghong leaning against the desk in a daze.

At this time, Mo Honghong's eyes flickered with excitement from time to time, obviously her brain was in an extremely active state.

Tan Gaohan was wondering.

Suddenly caught a glimpse of the stack of papers in Mo Honghong's hand, and her expression became clear.

……

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