supergiant age

Chapter 412 Diary from the Past

Turning to the first page of the script, concise words appeared in Yi Shuihan's field of vision.

"The second floor of the bookstore is a tea room.

A few well-dressed middle-aged men suddenly came this day.He is about fifty years old, speaks and laughs freely, and makes great movements, as if entering the land of no one, quite majestic.

After the leading man sat down, he began to talk and write.He spoke like a pastor preaching, as if every sentence was the truth.

When it comes to the names of well-known writers, he does not use his surname. He often calls Han Wenwen "Lao Han" and Mr. Guo "Xiao Si", which makes the surrounding people respect him.

He said: Young writers today are not good, they have never experienced any hardships, they have never experienced anything, how can they write good articles.Then he talked a lot about his deeds of going to the countryside to plant rice seedlings and selling blood for money, as if only such experiences are called experiences, and the hardships they have suffered are called suffering.

Most of the people nodded yes, only Ah Wen was noncommittal.

Ah Wen's full name is Zhao Jiewen, which means a man of integrity and outstanding literary talents. He is 32 years old this year and is the youngest among this group of writers.

Zhao Jiewen disagreed with this man's statement.

There is a kind of admiration for "suffering" in their words, and it seems that this is also the capital for gaining discourse power.

Therefore, they habitually possess "suffering" and think that their own experience is considered suffering.As for others, what is the experience of the next generation, at most it is only a little bumpy.

In the face of their "suffering" and "experience", others can only shut up. "Suffering" has become a hegemony, and thus derives a value judgment.

But in fact, no one has the right to represent others or judge others.You only have the power to represent yourself, and only yourself.

Zhao Jiewen did not refute, nor was he able to refute.

Because in this group of people, he is a junior, and he belongs to what they call a "young writer".

Moreover, no matter in terms of fame or qualifications, he is far from this group of writers.

What's even more sad is that his most recent work has been released in three years, "Goodbye, Youth and Youth".

In other words, he is already considered a past writer, and his ideas are exhausted, and he will never write such works again.

"Xiaowen, when will the new work come out?" Faced with other writers' inquiries, he could only smile awkwardly: "It's almost here..."

Because I can't make money relying on my identity as a writer, in order to support my family, I have to go to the construction site to do odd jobs every day.

On the way home from work that day, Zhao Jiewen passed by a bookstall and saw his works from three years ago being sold at extremely low prices, not to mention how uncomfortable he was.

He simply bought this set of books, and after carefully cutting off the cover tape with scissors, a diary fell out at the end of the book.

Zhao Jiewen was also very curious about what was going on, and flipped through it in doubt.

On the last page was a handwritten handwriting dated exactly today: August 8st.

Turning forward, there is a diary on every page, and the same line is written: Nothing good happened today.

The frustrated Zhao Jiewen also wrote with a pen: Me too.

At this time, something horrifying happened, someone actually wrote on the paper!

Below Zhao Jiewen's handwriting, a line of words appeared out of nowhere: "Don't scribble on other people's diaries!"

......"

The writing is sharp and concise, the background is extremely profound, and the control of the plot can be said to be more than enough!

This was the thought in Yi Shuihan's mind at this time.

The brilliance of this script simply exceeded his expectations.

Whether it is the structure of the scene or the ingenuity of the plot, the sense of delicacy and picture is vivid.

Looking at such concise words, various scenes unconsciously appeared in Yi Shuihan's mind.

The more Yi Shuihan watched, the more fascinated he became, and the more he watched, the more wonderful he felt.

Such a script cannot be written without decades of experience.

Now he found a treasure.

If this TV series is filmed, it will definitely be a small-budget warm-hearted boutique movie.

Yi Shuihan can't guarantee the box office, but there is absolutely no problem with word of mouth.

For Yi Shuihan, there is absolutely no problem in testing the waters with such a script!

What's more important is not the script, but Lu Cheng!
What is Yi Shuihan's greatest wealth?Definitely the countless classic movies and TV series in his mind!

But it is by no means so easy to perfectly replicate these TV series.

He must recall bit by bit, and then spend a lot of time and energy writing these works.

Just like the script of "Legend of Sword and Fairy", Yi Shuihan spent at least two months writing and revising the script!
This will undoubtedly take a lot of time, but it is not easy to hand over to others to write, not to mention how to perfect it, just to present what Yi Shuihan conveyed.

And Lu Cheng just happened to meet Yi Shuihan's criteria!

First of all, Lu Cheng is not a well-known screenwriter. If he was a well-known screenwriter, he would never be willing to become a gunman under the studio.

Second, Lu Cheng's writing style is sufficient to support the scripts that Yi Shuihan described and wanted to present.

Third, with Lu Cheng's talent and the wonderful ideas shown in this play, he can improve the script to a great extent!

As long as Lu Cheng is signed, Yi Shuihan can tell him his thoughts and overview of each TV series, let him fill in and improve the main line, and then hand it over to Yi Shuihan to review and direct.

That way, things that would have taken months to complete can be done in a week or two.

This is why Yi Shuihan is optimistic about Lu Cheng, and the next question he will face is whether Lu Cheng is willing to become an artist signed by his studio!

While continuing to read the script, he was thinking about how to persuade the other party with wording.

Time passed unconsciously, and in the blink of an eye, it was already past five o'clock in the evening.

It was getting closer and closer to the end of get off work, but the little girl at the front desk was a little panicked.

It took too long for the middle-aged man to go in in the afternoon, and it has been more than three hours now.

It wasn't that she was thinking wildly, it was that the middle-aged man had been in for too long.

What needs to be talked about for hours.

And when she pretended to pass by, there was no movement in the office.

This... the boss should be okay, right?

She was the one who brought the middle-aged man in, and she had an inescapable responsibility for what happened.

The more she thought about it, the more she panicked, but she couldn't tell anyone.

The little girl at the front desk checked the time, there were still ten minutes before she got off work, she gritted her teeth, and dialed the internal number of Yi Shuihan's office.

"What's the matter, Xiao Yu?" The phone was connected, and the voice on the other end made her breathe a sigh of relief.

"That..." After confirming that Yi Shuihan is fine, Xiao Yu had to think about how to get the call back to Yuan, "Well, boss, I have something to do at home, and I want to leave work 10 minutes early..."

"What happened at home, it doesn't matter, you go back first, be careful on the way, call me if you have something to do." Yi Shuihan's words warmed her heart.

She was just a small employee in the studio, and Yi Shuihan was so concerned about it, which really moved her a little.

"It's nothing, I can handle it, then...then I'll go first..."

Yi Shuihan put down the phone and the script in his hand.

Lu Cheng, who had been sitting hard for three hours without moving a bit, felt his heart tighten, and his face showed a nervous and concerned look.

Now we're going to get down to business.

Can this script be approved by Yi Shuihan...

(End of this chapter)