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"Brother Bo, yes, I am Lu Ze. It’s such a situation. I recently made a notebook, but I’m not satisfied. Do you think you have time? If you have time, you come over and help me change it. You have to do it professionally. I graduated from a high school. How can I change this stuff? It has to be your big screenwriters. Yes, because the work is a bit urgent, I want to find a few more people. Help, that’s okay? That’s great, then I’ll be waiting for you in the magic city. When I arrive, I will call my brother and I will pick you up. Okay, but it helped me a lot, haha, okay, here we are Have two good drinks."

I hung up Deng Bo's call. Although the results of "Wrong Love" were not as ideal as expected, it really had nothing to do with Deng Bo. It was purely Xiao Fengying's own writing. Deng Bo's screenwriting ability is beyond doubt, so Lu Ze set a few He is one of the good screenwriters who write commercial scripts.

Lu Ze absolutely rejects bad films, but since Li Shanjun said that he gave himself the right to change the script, then to be honest, most of the rights of Bai Xiqun were snatched by Lu Ze. Now if the crew establishes a project and starts shooting, then Lu Ze is the boss of the crew, so the temptation for Lu Ze is still very big.

It's not that Lu Ze wants to be the theater leader, but that even the company's senior executives don't trust Bai Xiqun's ability. How can Lu Ze safely give him the "steering wheel" of the crew?

But it’s too early to say this. If the script hasn’t reached the point where Lu Ze likes it, Lu Ze still won’t be able to shoot it. It’s just to find someone for the company and change the script, and he will be fine. Child.

Lu Ze will not refuse this point. The company has not signed a formal screenwriter, so that there are not many contacts on the screenwriter's side. If you only use money to find someone, you will spend more money than it is now, and it may not be said. It takes too much thought, after all, this is not their own book.

It had to depend on the relationship. Invite a group of people, relying on friendship and money, to make them spend a little bit more money to make a good change to this script that does not belong to them, and Lu Ze has also filmed a lot of scenes. There are a lot of big screenwriters, and they happen to have this network.

If Li Shanjun asked Lu Ze to shoot scripts that he didn't like, then Lu Ze would not be able to do 10,000, but if Li Shanjun asked Lu Ze to help find someone to do the script, Lu Ze wouldn't mind helping out.

The phone turned around in his hand for a few times and was thrown on the table at random. Lu Ze rubbed his face with both hands, took a breath, turned off the computer, drank the last sip of tea, put it in the dishwasher, and returned to the bedroom. Turn on the bedside lamp and read the book silently.

.......

Watching the plane land on the airport runway, Lu Ze put on his sunglasses and took Liu Bin into the airport. After waiting for ten minutes, a middle-aged man with a fat body, a greasy head and a big beard pulled him up. Walking slowly toward Lu Ze with the suitcase, he waved his hand when he saw Lu Ze.

"Sixth brother, long time no see, long time no see, it's too heavy, come and give me the luggage, this time I really trouble you, come all the way from Shudu."

"I don't like to listen to these words. What is troublesome and not troublesome. Good brothers don't talk about this. You Lu Ze asked me to come and help me. Can I still come? That's what buddy? Right?"

"Haha, yes, let's go this way, and I will have you drink two cups with you in a while, and I won't talk about hypocrisy."

"It's about the same."

Liu Bin helped pull the suitcase. Lu Ze talked to the man happily and chatted very enthusiastically. Without telling his real name, he just said his pseudonym, Huang Liu, a top domestic screenwriter, 44 years old this year, and the most popular domestic commercial movie last year. The script was written by him, and it can be said to be famous in the industry. Lu Ze met him because of another work of him.

"Boxing King."

After an hour and a half, the vehicle stopped at the entrance of the hotel. It was early two o'clock in the afternoon, and the meal had not arrived. After Lu Ze accompanied him to deliver the luggage, the three set out again for Qian Shijia.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Meng Nixin stood at the door and saw Lu Ze bringing Huang Liu in. He hurried over to say hello to Lu Ze, and then took Huang Liu's hand.

"Teacher Huang, I'm tired, please inside. This is my business card."

Of course Lu Ze knows what this person is thinking about, but if you want to leverage Lu Ze’s contacts, you have to see if others can see you. People who write and discuss life usually don’t like to interact with business people. First, the circle is different. Besides, this group of people also feel that they can't do business with their own hearts, Huang Liu is obviously such a person.

After receiving the business card, he simply said a few words to Meng Nixin, and then put the topic on Lu Ze until he opened the door of the conference room, he suddenly groaned and turned to look at Lu Ze.

Deng Bo, Li Congwen, Yu Tai, and Qin Fei, these people are all close friends of Huang Liu, Lu Ze knows in his heart, in a circle, there must be friends and enemies, and these people Lu Ze is looking for are all related Very close to each other.

"How about so many people? I thought there were only one or two. Qin Fei, what are you doing here? You owe me a bottle of Martell until now. You are embarrassed to show up in front of me? Haven't seen you like this? Yes, you have dragged me out for three years for things worth thousands of dollars!"

The relationship between a group of people is still very good, and they can drink and drink together to reminisce about the old days. For them, it is also a pleasant thing to cooperate with a notebook.

Lu Ze pulled off the stool and sat down, listening to them joking. In fact, these screenwriters were not as clever as outsiders thought. They looked no different from ordinary people. Only after picking up the pen would they show their talents outside.

After a while, Bai Xiqun and the Minister of Commerce Feng Changhao walked in. Feng Changhao was okay. Bai Xiqun was indeed taken aback. These five screenwriters were all big shots to him. They were just the kind of scripts that asked them to shoot. The kind of Feihuang Tengda, but yesterday received news that Lu Ze was in charge of the script and that he was no longer in charge of him. Seeing these people again, Bai Xiqun's feelings were a little complicated.

There are usually only two people who can decide the script. One is the producer, that is, the investment father, and the other is the director. I never heard that the script of the play was set by the actors, but this is happening now. Bai Xiqun feels very much Understand that he was seized by Lu Ze, and now he is just a puppet, maybe this drama, he has to be directed by Lu Ze.

No one can feel happy about this situation. Even if he has a very high affinity for Lu Ze, he is now squandered. In the end, he just pulled the seat silently and said nothing. There was a problem in my heart, but I could only accept it.

"It's alright, Lu Ze, everyone is here, right? Then show us the book, or come here for afternoon tea? Hurry up."

It seems that Huang Liu is a little anxious. Qin Fei quickly turned off the topic and asked Lu Ze for a script. Lu Ze was amused by Qin Fei, shook his head, took out five scripts and placed them in front of the screenwriters. .

"Zhuoma? Xi Tibetan? The sixth child, have you heard of this person?"

The original screenwriter’s name was written on the cover of the script. The five people talked about it, but they didn’t remember who in the circle called the pen name, and it was finally determined that it was a stinky fish and a shrimp.

Lu Ze leaned back in his chair and watched the five screenwriters flipping through the script. His brows became tighter and tighter, and his mouth made a twitching noise from time to time. Obviously it was a setting in the script that embarrassed them. The speed of the page turning. Faster and faster, obviously impatient.

About an hour later, Deng Bo just closed the script with such a good temper and threw it aside, a little farther away from himself, while the temper of Huang Liu was methodically tearing the script, tearing the paper into strips. , And then thrown into the trash can.

Yu Tai groaned, took a sip of tea, raised his head to look at Lu Ze, and gave his opinion.

"This book....... I suggest not to change it. It is not necessary. It is better to write another one if you have this effort. It is estimated that writing another one will be faster than changing, and the level set is much higher than this. Up."

"I also think, first of all, let me talk about the shortcomings of this book. The story frame is not big. An ordinary person meets a little monster, in order for the little monster to finally defeat the big boss. There are too many films of this kind, there is no new idea, and it is serious. It’s unreasonable, this kind of book might become popular in 2000, and this setting...the little monster is not as good as Huba."

Li Congwen gave a very objective opinion. To be honest, Lu Ze also feels that this book is very similar to "Monster Catch". Although it is not plagiarism, it is basically a way. Fire, unless the people of the whole country have been thrown into the mountains to work for a year, after they come out, the entertainment spirit is empty, and there is no possibility of fire, and Lu Ze feels...the demon catcher is bad enough.

"Excuse me, Minister Feng, what is your shooting budget at UU Reading www.uukanshu.com? I have an idea, but it burns money. It is estimated that it will burn very, very much. If your budget is not high, I won't say anything. ."

Hearing Huang Liu's question, Feng Changhao...he said: "The budget should be around 300 million yuan, but the company attaches great importance to this project. If it is really needed, there is no problem with additional investment."

"Then let me talk about it?"

"of course can."

"My idea is that this script is scrapped. No more. Let's write a new one. If you have to shoot this subject, it is better to make an epic battle, just like "Lord of the Rings", according to ancient myths. Add your own settings to enrich the story. You don’t need a series of myths and stories, just the image of the fairy and monster inside. I imagined that if the writing goes well, I can shoot a sequel."

This concept is a bit interesting, but it is still very vague. It makes other screenwriters interested, but frowning and has no clue. Qin Fei knows that Huang Liu must have an idea, and he can't help but glance at Huang Liu.

"Can you be more specific?"

As if proud of his own brain, Huang Liu deliberately bought a pass, showed a wretched smile, drank a sip of tea, lit a cigarette and deliberately stretched his arm.

"How about writing a story in an era when humans were the food of monsters, people gathered together to survive and resisted monsters?"

"It's still a bit old-fashioned, the Internet is badly written. If you want to get hot, you can only rely on special effects, but it's not interesting."

"Then we add another subject setting?"

"what?"

Huang Liu held a cigarette in his mouth, exhaled a cigarette from his nose, and glanced at the crowd.

"If... God is dead? How about being killed?"

"..."