non-famous actor

Chapter 107 105, money
[A ticket was thrown into a FRAME next to a suitcase;
"ERO-AIR, Flight #180, New York (JFK) - Paris, Charles de Gaulle (CDG):

An old desk fan.

Rotate aside and open the window.

Outside, a wet spring thunderstorm fell.

Warm, ominous rain.

An image of Alex Browning, a 17-year-old boy, packing for a trip, passing fans…]

To be honest, Huang Yiyu, who grew up in the United States, is really not very good at Chinese writing. If it is not for someone with super-rich association skills, he may not be able to understand it!
Of course, the reason why Sun Hao was able to browse this script quickly had nothing to do with his ability to associate, because he had seen this series of movies in his previous life, and he had watched each of them seven or eight times, and he liked them very much.

And this browsing is actually purposeful. Sun Hao wants to carefully identify the difference between the script of this film and the video after the film is finished.

However, just as Sun Hao was quickly flipping through the pages, he put a hand on the script.

"How about it, Director Sun Hao, isn't the script good enough?"

"Very good, I was a little fascinated by what I saw."

Taking his eyes off the script, Sun Hao raised his head.

"Then... Director Sun Hao, do you think you have the ability to write such a high-level movie script?"

"Well..." Sun Hao thought for a while, then shook his head.

"Enough!"

"Haha..." Huang Yiyu smiled lightly, "In that case, Director Sun Hao, do me a favor and sell me the story frame and ideas that you have in your hands!"

"Don't sell it!" Sun Hao replied decisively.

"why?"

"Because it was a gift from a friend, I can't just get someone else's gift and then sell it?"

"Hehe, selling gifts... Isn't that what people in your country often do?

In the hutong next to the entrance of the Beijing Film Studio, I saw that there were four or five small shops with signs of [Gift Recycling] hanging on the door. "

what…

Sun Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, and then carefully looked at the old man in front of him.

Huang Yiyu is indeed arrogant. Even if he came to ask for help, there was a lot of disdain when talking about Chinese people in his words.

"Director Sun Hao, to tell you the truth, I have been preparing for this film for a long time, and the funding and crew have been in place, and now you are missing the beauty of an adult.

Well... Director Sun Hao, it's not as good as this.

Regarding the framework and creativity of this story, I am willing to pay $[-] to buy it back from you? "

"Not for sale."

Sun Hao still shook his head.

"Then... Director Sun Hao, you also make an offer. It doesn't matter. As long as you have an offer, I am very willing to discuss with you in detail."

Sun Hao could see that Huang Yiyu was really anxious.

"oh, I see!"

Sun Hao habitually touched his nose.

"Since Director Huang's attitude is so sincere, that's fine. I'll sell it to you at the return price of the gift, 1000 million US dollars. As long as you can come up with 1000 million US dollars, I will immediately prepare all the procedures for you..."

"puff…"

Before Sun Hao finished speaking, Han Shanye sprayed the water out of his mouth.

This grandson really dares to bid!

Looking at the entire mainland, no movie has ever sold such a high box office, not to mention that people just buy a story frame and creativity.

Of course, at this moment, Han Shanye, the old and tricky, would not be able to persuade him.

One is a rising film director in China, and the other is a Chinese film director with yellow skin and white bones...

Han Shanye can naturally tell who he should be closer to, even if the yellow-skinned and white-boned person in front of him once promised himself a benefit of [-] dollars.

"Haha..." Huang Yiyu sneered, "Director Sun, the joke you said is not funny at all."

"I didn't tell you a joke." Sun Hao spread his hands and looked serious.

"This story frame and idea is worth 1000 million US dollars. If you want, you can take the money. If you don't want it, please do it yourself!"

After speaking, Sun Hao turned around and was about to leave.

I've had enough to eat and drink, now it's time to go back to work.

"Sun Hao..."

At this time, Huang Yiyu stopped him in time.

"Sun Hao, let's see. You have also read the script I created. It's $500 million. You only need to give me $500 million, and the script will be yours."

"Well... Director Huang, in fact, you should keep this script for yourself!"

After speaking, he raised his right arm and waved it in the air, and Sun Hao walked out of the door of the room.

My buddy is filming, where do I have time to listen to your nonsense? !
……

"Brother Hui, I like your role in the movie "Black Gold" the most. How could you act so well at that time?"

When Sun Hao walked to the entrance of Studio No. [-], he heard the loud voice of his classmate Liu Ye.

"Hey, talking about this..."

Even if he didn't see Liang Jiahui's face, Sun Hao could hear the smugness in his tone.

"In the beginning, when the Mai brothers asked me to play the role of Zhou Chaoxian, I disagreed, because on Hong Kong Island, the image of the black boss has been fixed, and he is fighting bravely.

But there was no way. The family was poor and needed money. The Mai brothers raised the salary to me to 500 million Hong Kong dollars, so I took it.

And after accepting it, I realized that the character of Zhou Chaoxian was really bad. I wrote 10,000+ characters just for the biography of the character, and I went to Taiwan Province a few times, just to observe some local political figures... "

Hearing that his senior Liang Jiahui was teaching his performance experience to his classmates, Sun Hao didn't rush in, because it was also a learning opportunity for him.

"In terms of performance, do you think you are a method school or an experience school?" This time, it was Yuan Quan who asked the question.

Because she has been entangled in this since she was in the middle of the drama.

However, Liang Jiahui's answer was beyond everyone's expectations.

"I'm totally observant, I love watching people.

When I was young, my parents went to work and I was often stuck at home.I live on the 7th floor and have a balcony. At that time, apart from doing homework and reading, I liked to watch the street on the balcony and pay attention to everyone.

I'm very quiet and sit for three or four hours at a time. "

Ok…

Liang Jiahui's experience is similar to that of a liar. They all pay attention to seeing more and observing more, calm down, and savor every target person.

However, Sun Hao, who was standing at the entrance of Studio No. [-], was thinking when someone walked over from behind him.

"Hey... Sun Hao, didn't you come here long ago? Why haven't you entered yet?"

"Oh... President Han, I'm standing here thinking about something." Sun Hao was helpless and could only find a reason at will.

Um..., you can't shout loudly, buddy is listening to the wall now, please don't disturb me, right? !

"Thinking about something..., are you thinking about the script just now?" Yu Dong, who followed Han Shanye, thought he was very smart, and immediately said with a smile:

"Sun Hao, you haven't read the script yet, you don't know how wonderful that story is, it's almost as good as your "Chainsaw".

Just after you left, I chatted with President Han and Director Huang, and it is estimated that $100 million will be enough to get the script down.

If a movie script of 100 million US dollars can create a box office of tens of millions of dollars like "The Chainsaw", it is not impossible to consider..."

"Eh…"

Hearing this, Sun Hao sighed, and then extended his right hand to Yu Dong.

"Brother Yu, $50, as long as $50, I'll come up with a better movie script than that."

"Uh……"

(End of this chapter)