Chapter 17
Early the next morning, Jiang Wu came to the courtyard to look for Qin Muchu.

Qin Muchu also finished washing and was about to have breakfast.

As soon as the two met, Jiang Wu took Qin Muchu and patted him on the shoulder:

"You are so kind, you have a temper with me!"

Seeing Jiang Wu's attitude, Qin Muchu was also relieved.

At first, he was worried that his "second uncle" would be unhappy because of his "willfulness". After all, making a movie is not a trivial matter, involving nearly ten million dollars.

And he, after all, is just Jiang Wengan's son.

"Second Uncle, have you eaten yet? Let's go eat together?" Qin Muchu asked.

This second uncle also shouted from the heart.

Others treat him as a family member, and he can't treat others as outsiders.

"Okay, let's go! We haven't had dinner together yet." Jiang Wu agreed.

The place where the two ate was not far from the courtyard, just at the entrance of the alley, so they didn't drive and walked there.

When we arrived at the place, it was an old restaurant with little decoration. The owner was a middle-aged couple, and it looked like a family business.

"Try it, this fried liver tastes good, come to a bowl in the morning, don't mention the taste!" Jiang Wu warmly greeted.

It seems to be eaten often.

Qin Muchu naturally nodded his head.

He didn't spend much time with this second uncle.

Compared with Jiang Wen, Jiang Wu's appearance is rougher.

Looking at it, outsiders would think that Jiang Wu should be more heroic and charismatic than his brother Jiang Wen.

In fact, it is quite the opposite.

There is a saying that Jiang Wen is not Wen, Jiang Wu is not martial.

Jiang Wen has been bold since he was a child, and dared to do anything; Jiang Wu is more honest, not as rough as Jiang Wen.

So the names of the two belonged to what was lacking and what was missing, but unfortunately, the effect was not obvious.

"Second Uncle, this is a script I wrote, take a look and give me your opinion."

Seeing that Jiang Wu was almost done eating, Qin Muchu handed over the script he had brought.

He knew that Jiang Wu should still be worried about the filming this time, but Jiang Wen had spoken, so he couldn't say anything.

So Qin Muchu deliberately took out the script, so as to reassure him first and let him know that he is not fooling around.

In fact it is.

When Jiang Wu received Jiang Wen's call last night, he was already in bed. After hearing what his brother had arranged for him, his first reaction was that his brother and his "nephew" went crazy together.

But because of being beaten by his brother since he was a child, he is now middle-aged, and he still fears his brother.

Growing up together, he also knew that no one could change Jiang Wen's decision, so he could only get up in the middle of the night and try his best to explain it.

……

Jiang Wu took the script from Qin Muchu and read it carefully.

In fact, he wanted to mention it a long time ago, but he couldn't find a suitable reason. After all, the two said that they were uncles and nephews, but after all, they didn't get along for a short time and didn't know each other well.

Jiang Wu looked at the script with some scrutiny at first, but he gradually got into it, and even forgot where he was.

……

after an hour……

"Okay! Absolutely!"

Jiang Wu slapped the table suddenly, and Qin Muchu, who was writing on the table, threw away his pen in fright.

The people around who were having breakfast also cast annoyed glances. If Jiang Wu didn't look like a good person, some people would probably scold him.

"Sorry, sorry, everyone!"

Jiang Wu also knew that he had committed public anger, so he stood up and cupped his fists to apologize to the people around him.

He was also very happy to read this book.

"Master, let me tell you, this book of yours, good, great! We can do this!"

Jiang Wu sat down, so excited that he didn't know where to put his hands, his bearded face was full of smiles.

"Second Uncle, that's fine if you like it, let's go back and talk about other things." Qin Muchu looked very calm.

Jiang Wu also calmed down, seeing Qin Muchu's calm and calm attitude, he praised him even more.

Brother, godson, you are right!

Siheyuan.

"Have you decided which actors will play which roles?" Jiang Wu asked.

"Some ideas are still uncertain, and I need my father and second uncle to check them out."

Qin Muchu handed Jiang Wu a piece of paper with his preliminary thoughts on some characters written on it.

There are only a few main characters in this play.

Li Wangping (mentally disabled father):
Li Xiyue (young) (daughter):
Li Xiyue (adult): Yang Mi
Section Chief:

Several inmates in the prison:

head teacher:
Chief of Police:
Remaining roles:

Jiang Wu looked at the paper in his hand and fell silent.

After a while, he said: "Young Master, I have just ordered one, so there is no need to write it down on paper."

"Hey." Qin Muchu scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

Suddenly, he looked at Jiang Wu with a speechless expression, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Jiang Wu also saw Qin Muchu looking at him, and when he felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by Qin Muchu, he finally heard Qin Muchu say:
"Second Uncle, why don't you play this Li Wangping!"

It was dark under the lamp for Qin Muchu.

Jiang Wu is also an actor with good acting skills and has won many awards.

Moreover, his own image is also suitable for Li Wangping, a mentally handicapped father - he has a sense of stupidity.

Of course, he didn't say this, for fear of being beaten.

"I act?"

Jiang Wu was taken aback, but after thinking about it, he really liked the story and the character himself.

"That's fine, I'll act!"

Without hesitation, he readily agreed.

"Second Uncle has to worry about the rest of the roles, especially the role of the little girl, which is very important."

Qin Muchu simply entrusted the matter to Jiang Wu.

"You kid..."

Jiang Wu also laughed, and pointed at Qin Muchu, but he had no choice but to accept whoever was his nephew.

"You give me a copy of the script, and I have to send it for review." Jiang Wu said.

Qin Muchu agreed, but suddenly remembered that the script involved the police chief avenging his dead daughter, and he couldn't help feeling a little worried:

"Second uncle, do you think this section of the book can pass the trial?"

Jiang Wu also frowned, "It shouldn't be a big problem, and it's not too much to slander..."

As he spoke, he had no confidence.

Their family has a criminal record.

Back then, Jiang Wen was banned from directing for five years because the script did not pass the review and directly "get on the bus first, then pay for the ticket".

"Why don't you change the script and put the background on Hong Kong Island instead of mainland China?"

The scripts that Qin Muchu showed to others were all revised and sinicized. After all, the original version was from the country of kimchi, and some names and the like had a strong flavor of kimchi.

"But Hong Kong Island doesn't have the death penalty." Qin Muchu said.

Unlike mainland China, Hong Kong Island has abolished the death penalty long ago.

And this movie tells the story of a mentally handicapped father who was wrongly sentenced to death.

"Yes." Jiang Wu shook his head.

"How about putting the background of the story in the Bay Area? Can it work?" Qin Muchu asked.

Bay Province has the death penalty, and some of its styles are similar to Kimchi Country, so the background is perfect there.

"Yes, yes, let it go!"

Jiang Wu clapped his hands and agreed.

Now that it was settled, Qin Muchu immediately revised the script.

In fact, nothing has been changed. Even after the background is placed in the Bay Area, the kimchi version of the script can basically be used directly.

Except for some small details, even the names of people can be used in the original version.

After all, there are very few people in mainland China named "Li Longjiu", but there is a similar naming style in the Bay Area.

……

Jiang Wu took Qin Muchu's modified script and left, saying that there would be a result within ten days.

This is of course a relationship, otherwise ordinary people would have to go through the process for several months to go through the review.

Qin Muchu retreated to his small room after Jiang Wu left.

I didn't read the script, and I didn't think about how to make the movie.

He just lay on the bench and stared blankly at the ceiling.

"Qin Muchu, our first movie is about to start."

The sound was very small, and it dissipated before it came out of the room. There was only one person in the room, and no one responded.

(End of this chapter)

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