Chapter 3 Rejection
Xingze International is a film and television company established just this year, and its leader is Cai Xin.
Signed by Zhao Yazhi.
That’s right.
That's the one.
The human knight, the white lady.
Wang Shu took a bus to Chaoyang District, came to Xingze International, and met Ms. Cai Xin smoothly.
He knew in his heart that this was because Xingze International did not have many manpower shortly after its establishment.
Cai Xin is responsible for many things.
Sure enough, small private companies are different from state-owned companies and leading private companies.
No, I met the leader.
Cai Xin first looked at the script on her desk for a while, then flipped through it a few times, looked up at the young man in front of her, and said feebly: "You can go."
< br>We really shouldn’t waste our time reading this young man’s script. What did he write?
"Mr. Cai." Wang Shu opened his mouth, but did not react for a while.
Cai Xin looked at him and asked leisurely: "Are you under 20 years old?"
Wang Shu sat opposite her and nodded politely: "18 years old."
Cai Xin couldn't help but smile when she heard that she was 18 years old, "Have you seen art films?"
"You said you want to use this script to make a film to hit the Berlin Film Festival?"
"Look for yourself, how does this script have the temperament of an art film?"
< br>Cai Xin rubbed her head and said angrily, "Go back and watch more art films by great directors and then think about writing scripts. Don't just aim too high without knowing anything."
Wang Shu quickly explained: "Mr. Cai, this script of mine is a suspenseful art film, which is different from art films that directly reflect social reality and suffering."
Cai Xin waved her hand, interrupting Wang Shu to continue. Go on.
"Tell the truth."
"I have seen a lot of young people like you."
"Everyone feels that the scripts they wrote are unique and top-notch."
"When others criticize something or say something bad, they will find various reasons to refute it, thinking that they are right."
"As everyone knows, it is just a joke."
"This script, I don’t see any potential for winning awards.”
“Not to mention potential for winning awards, there is no potential to even enter the cinema.”
“Surviving alone in a coffin. ?”
"90% of the entire film is devoted to describing these?"
"The film is in a coffin from beginning to end?"
"Tell the truth."
" When a movie like this enters the theater, I think the audience will fall asleep soon."
"The plot is thin and boring."
"It's terrible."
Wang Shu opened his mouth and wanted to say, Mr. Cai, what are you talking about? This is a summary of the story of "Buried Alive". How did it become something disgusting in your mouth?
Looking at Cai Xin's superior appearance, Wang Shu resisted the urge to fall out.
After all, money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat. If you want to attract investment, you have to rely on Ms. Cai.
"Mr. Cai, this film was not boring to make." Wang Shu explained persistently.
"Although there is no lone hero in the script, and there are no scenes of suffering and human tragedy, these are not the core of the script."
"The perspective of this script is the victim, and it tells the story of a People are constantly facing the threat of death, and they have no ability to break out, so they can only passively wait for rescue."
"The human emotions displayed in this depressing environment."
< br>“It is different from traditional art scripts.”
“Traditional art scripts render tragic colors through film images, and then expand and strengthen them through characters.”
"This script uses personal emotions to present something artistic."
"Mr. Cai."
Cai Xin waved her hand, "Look, did I just say that young people are now Whenever people are questioned at all, they start to find various reasons to refute?"
"If you don't understand art films, go and watch more art films."
" What else is different from traditional scripts? ”
"Why use one person's emotions to show art?"
"Aren't you ashamed to say this?" "Let's go."
"This script , I won’t vote here.”
“Mr. Cai.” Wang Shu still insisted. This is a really good script. You can’t suffer a loss or be fooled.
Seeing that Wang Shu was so shameless and still lazy, Cai Xin couldn't help but said with a cold face: "Do you want me to tell you that I don't see any value in this script of yours? It's like toilet paper in my eyes. You just Satisfied?"
Wang Shu swallowed back the words he was planning to polish again. He took a deep breath, stood up and looked at the confident and arrogant Cai Xin in front of him. He wanted to say something, but then He choked back the words that came to his lips.
Then, he turned and left without looking back.
"Ha." Cai Xin couldn't help but sneer, raised her head and glanced at Wang Shu's leaving back with disdain, and didn't take it to heart anymore.
A little-known young man wrote a completely inaccurate script. It was a huge honor for her to spare the time to take a look at it.
The young man kicked his nose and slapped his face?
Heh.
Sitting on the bus back, the thought of Cai Xin's aloof and arrogant appearance made Wang Shu want to turn the script in his hand into a film and go to Berlin.
“Instead of looking for a company to cooperate, let’s find a way to raise funds by ourselves.”
Wang Shu exhaled. In this era, it is difficult for young people like him without connections to leave. Go this way.
In this case, I won’t force it anymore.
When he got home, he lay down directly on the bed feeling weak.
How to get the first pot of gold?
He closed his eyes and thought so hard that his head was pounding.
After thinking about it for two days, there were a lot of hairs on the head of the bed.
"June 2004."
Wang Shu recalled every bit of the past.
Suddenly.
A flash of inspiration.
I couldn't hold back my excitement.
"If I remember correctly, someone who ran abroad hid a box of gold somewhere."
"It's probably worth three hundred thousand."
"That person didn't have time to deal with it. He went abroad."
"So."
Wang Shu immediately left the door. No one has found the box of gold yet, so he can go and borrow it.
There were very few people who knew about it before it was on the news. He only knew about it because he heard about it by chance later.
The man who found the gold became rich overnight and ran away to the magic city.
First he bought some useful tools, and then Wang Shu went to explore the spot without stopping.
In front of him was a large area of ruins left by demolition work that had stopped halfway, and the gold was inside.
He looked and saw that there was no one around, and then walked in.
"This is it!"
After searching for about two or three hours, I finally found the place that matched the memory.
Although I cannot guarantee that the gold is 100% here, there is no place more suitable than this place.
Wang Shu could not hide his excitement and took a deep breath.
Excavation.
Although there was no one in this large area, he still tried his best to keep the noise to a minimum.
Two hours later.
A corner of an iron box is exposed.
Wang Shu’s blood suddenly surged and his heart beat rapidly.
He took a deep breath and slowly dug out the iron box.
Looking at the iron box in front of him, he did not carry it directly back to his house. Instead, he put the iron box into the woven bag prepared in advance, and then nestled here to wait.
When night came, he left the ruins carrying a woven bag.
Back at his house, he used tools to pry open the iron box and saw the golden gold bars inside.
One week later.
The gold bars are no longer there, and he has 30W more in his card
(End of this chapter)