Chapter 601 Just give me royalties. As for when to publish it, it’s up to you!
"Okay, are you at home? I'll be right over. I almost brayed like a donkey with nothing to do during this time!"
Zhang Yimou said with a smile.
When you are familiar with someone, you can talk casually.
"Okay, I'll wait for you at home."
An hour later, the doorbell rang at the courtyard gate. Fang Minghua went over to open the door and saw Zhang Yimou standing alone at the door.
The first thing he said when he saw Fang Minghua was: "Where is the novel?"
"What are you anxious about? Come in and talk."
When the two entered the living room, Fang Minghua Hand the manuscript to the other party.
“Not published yet?” Zhang Yimou was a little surprised.
"Yes, this was written by Yu Hua. He sent the manuscript to me and asked me to help him check it." Fang Minghua explained simply.
Zhang Yimou said oh and looked seriously.
Fang Minghua did not disturb him and continued to drink tea leisurely.
The novel has about 130,000 words. For a whole afternoon, Zhang Yimou was immersed in the plot of the novel until Fang Mingyu invited him to dinner.
When I looked up, I saw Fang Minghua holding two large bowls of fragrant oil noodles.
"My wife was not at home, so I ordered two bowls of fried noodles to make do with something to eat." Fang Minghua said with a smile.
"Thank you, you're welcome. This is my favorite." Zhang Yimou put down the manuscript and picked up the large porcelain bowl.
“Do you want garlic?”
“Yes, two more cloves.”
The two chatted while eating.
"Yimou, what do you think?" Fang Minghua asked.
“I’ve almost finished reading it. It’s quite well written. I want to make it into a movie.” Zhang Yimou was a little excited.
"Minghua, I have to trouble you to adapt it into a script."
"No problem." Fang Minghua agreed and said with a smile: "If you don't tell me, I still want to take the initiative to write it for you. "
"Thank you, how can I contact this Yu Hua?" Zhang Yimou asked again.
"The envelope only said that he lived near Tuanjie Lake in Yanjing, and there was no specific address." Fang Minghua pondered for a moment: "Well, I'll call my wife. She is in Yanjing now and ask her to go and find out."
"Okay, I'll wait for your news."
After dinner, Zhang Yimou left after reading the end of the novel. Fang Minghua picked up the landline and dialed Big Brother Song Tangtang.
Song Tangtang originally thought that Fang Minghua was asking about the preparations for "Journey to the West", but unexpectedly, Fang Minghua asked her to find out Yu Hua's address.
“Why are you looking for Yu Hua?”
"Yu Hua sent me a novel. It's well written. I want Zhang Yimou to make it into a movie." Fang Minghua briefly explained what happened today.
"Ah? Zhang Yimou is going to make a movie again? Do you think Shengshi Film and Television wants to invest?" Song Tangtang asked.
“I haven’t said it yet.”
“Oh, tell him quickly, we at Shengshi Film and Television must invest in the production!”
“Are you busy enough to come over? Wang Gongquan’s "Textile Girl", Stephen Chow and Liu Zhenwei's "Westward Journey", and now you are taking on Zhang Yimou's new film. I'm afraid I will tire you out."
"Not tired, not tired at all! Minghua, if you feel sorry for me, please finish this movie!"
Oh my god
"Okay, but you can't even I haven’t read the novel yet.”
“You have read it, isn’t it just me?”
“Okay,” Fang Minghua agreed.
"I'll go find Yu Hua tomorrow."
After dinner the next morning, Song Tangtang came out of the General Political Courtyard - she usually stayed at her grandfather's house when she returned to Yanjing, and took a straight ride to Tuanjie Lake.
At this time, Yu Hua was wandering around the Tuanjie Lake.
After writing the novel, I felt relaxed and wandered around when I had nothing to do.
There are many painters by Tuanjie Lake. They paint oil paintings, Chinese paintings, fauvism, impressionism, and futurism. They all paint their own paintings without disturbing each other.
He can't draw, but sometimes he likes to stand behind others and watch them draw. Today I stood behind a young man with long hair and watched someone draw, but I didn’t understand it.
What is this damn painting about?
It is more difficult to understand than the stream of consciousness novels written by Minghua.
Ten years ago, Fang Minghua wrote several stream-of-consciousness novels such as "The Sun Also Rises" and "Roadside Picnic", which made Yu Hua, who had just embarked on the literary path, have a big head.
Of course, after ten years, my literary skills, including my ability to appreciate them, have skyrocketed, and now I find those novels less difficult to understand.
And it's very interesting.
Is this the same truth behind what this young man said?
Yu Hua had his hands in his trouser pockets and was thinking wildly when he suddenly heard a woman's voice calling him: "Yu Hua!"
He turned around and looked.
She is a beautiful woman wearing a gray women's suit and sunglasses.
Take a closer look, oh, I know it.
Fang Minghua’s wife.
"Sister-in-law, why are you here?" Yu Hua greeted quickly.
“I came here specifically to find out where you live, but your wife said you were watching people painting at Tuanjie Lake, so I came here.”
"Haha, there's nothing wrong with wandering around." Yu Hua explained, and then quickly said: "Sister-in-law, let's go to my house, let my wife cook some food, and entertain you well."
"My newly married daughter-in-law. ? I see you still have happy words on your windows." Song Tangtang said.
"Hey, we got married this spring."
The two walked back together, and Song Tangtang said, "Yu Hua, Minghua asked me to come to you this time."< br>
"What did Minghua say? Is it because he is more satisfied with my novel?" Yu Hua couldn't wait.
"He didn't say that. He just said that Zhang Yimou liked your novel and wanted to make it into a movie. He asked me to contact you."
"What? Zhang Yimou wants to make it into a movie?!" Yu Hua suddenly said He was stunned and looked at Song Tangtang in surprise.
“What, you don’t want to?!”
“Yes, I am 100% willing!” Yu Hua woke up and said quickly, and then remembered something: “He needs to adapt it into a script first. ? Do you need my help? You can change it as you please!"
"No need, Minghua has agreed to write the script. Please leave your detailed address and Zhang Yimou will come to Yanjing to discuss the purchase of the film and television adaptation. ”
"Okay, okay, no problem!"
At this time, Yu Hua felt happy.
If Zhang Yimou can be attracted to it, and Minghua personally directs it, can the film be good-looking?
Also, if the novel can be made into a movie, how can it not be published? !
A few days later, Zhang Yimou came to Yanjing to find Yu Hua and purchased the film adaptation rights of "Alive" for 25,000 yuan.
The conversation with Zhang Yimou went smoothly, but when the novel was published, Yu Hua got a handwritten letter from Fang Minghua.
The content is very simple:
Publish the novel at the right time to coordinate with Zhang Yimou's movie, so I have to press it.
Don’t worry, I will let Shengshi Books publish it and I will give you 10% of the tax.
Yu Hua had no objection and immediately agreed.
Just give me royalties. As for when to publish it, it’s up to you!
Fang Minghua immediately started writing the script and continued to be lazy. About 20,000 words were handed over to Zhang Yimou, which was considered OK.
It is the end of June, and the weather in Xijing is getting hotter day by day, and the whole city is like a big furnace.
While the children were still on vacation, Fang Minghua suddenly had the urge to find a place to cool off for a few days.
Immediately have a goal: Taibai Mountain.
Because Jia Pingwa moved her writing position and ran further from Yaoxian County to Taibai Mountain.
In the name of visiting friends, Fang Minghua decided to stay for two days. If he enjoyed the scenery of Taibai, it would be good to write some travel notes.
Of course it was not interesting to be alone, so Fang Minghua roped in Lu Yao and Chen Zhongshi.
If you want to play mahjong, it’s easy to get together at a table.
(End of this chapter)