Chapter 97 Is this a script? Then what does our director do (asking for monthly tickets)
"Director Xie, how about I take you to the guest house tomorrow?"
"If you keep riding like this, I'm afraid I'll knock you out!"
Under Xie Jin's vigorous and resolute actions, Cheng Xuemin and his uncle Feng Jiazhao were urged to go to their house to get the script of "The Wrangler".
But the wind and snow were so strong that Cheng Xuemin took Xie Jin on his bicycle and really started to twist and turn!
After almost falling into the snowdrift for an unknown number of times, Cheng Xuemin said to Xie Jin with a wry smile.
"Yes, Lao Xie, how about I take you back to the guest house, and Xuemin and I will send the script to you tomorrow?"
My uncle, Feng Jiazhao, was also riding a bicycle. He had already fallen down two or three times, and he nodded in agreement with a sigh of relief.
In fact, I’m not too sure about the quality of the script written by Xuemin!
My brother-in-law is good at everything, but he is too calm and composed. The script has been written, but until now, he has not given his brother-in-law a hand to help him polish it!
It was agreed at that time that after the script was written, he would review it and polish it as soon as possible, and then submit it to the unit for review.
Fortunately now, Feng Jiazhao didn't even take a look at the script, so director Xie Jin couldn't wait to come and read the script.
They didn't even give them a little time to polish it.
So taking advantage of the heavy snowstorm, Feng Jiazhao really suggested that Xie Jin go back to the guest house and wait for his two uncles to polish the manuscript overnight before sending it over in person.
"What are you talking about!? Everyone is out, why don't I take care of the students?"
Xie Jin was getting stronger, and he felt that Cheng Xuemin's cycling skills were poor when he almost fell, so he wanted to snatch the bicycle away and let him ride!
“It’s not a matter of who takes whom, right?”
Cheng Xuemin threw his bicycle directly to him and actually blamed him for his poor riding skills!
Believe it or not, let me play a big drift and show it to Lao Xie!
"No, no, thank you. Director, please get used to it first...Thank you, director, please hold your head steady!"
Xie Jin took the bicycle and motioned for Cheng Xuemin to get on it quickly, but Cheng Xuemin repeatedly waved his hand, asking him to get used to it first!
However, Cheng Xuemin didn’t even finish his words. Xie Jin kicked off the bicycle and the bicycle slid out without anyone getting on.
Xie Jin was thrown into a snowdrift along with him.
"Thank you, Director. Thank you. Is everything okay and you didn't fall?"
"Lao Xie, Lao Xie, please slow down, the road is slippery!"
When Cheng Xuemin and Feng Jiazhao met, they quickly stepped forward to dig the person out from the snowdrift and asked.
"Damn it, is the snow here in Yanjing so heavy and slippery?"
After wiping away the snow stains on his face, Xie Jin couldn't help but curse.
"It's better to walk back!"
Faced with Xie Jin, who was stubborn and insisted on picking up the script to read the manuscript today, Cheng Xuemin could only suggest walking back!
"Then, Xuemin, you walk slowly while I ride a bicycle. I don't believe in evil anymore!"
Xie Jin was stubborn and refused to accept it. He just wanted to try riding again. As for what he said to lead Cheng Xuemin, he didn't dare to say anything!
In the end, the two in front were riding bicycles crookedly, and Cheng Xuemin was walking behind, but they didn't fall far behind at all.
The smear campaign is approaching, and now we are home!
However, he was the first to come back from home. Feng’s father, Feng’s mother, elder sister-in-law, second sister-in-law, and sister-in-law were not back.
As for the young Feng family, it is even more impossible. She will stay tonight and will not come back until the storm has passed and the snow has melted.
Even though they set off before them and came back by bus, they didn't even see their home.
The wind and snow must have been too heavy and the road was blocked!
After entering the courtyard, Cheng Xuemin welcomed Xie Jin into his east wing room and said, "The room is a little cramped and simple. Don't dislike it, Director Xie!"
"No, no, it's a humble house, but I have good virtues. I think this place is very good!"
"Look, this room is full of knowledge. No wonder you, Xuemin, can write such a good manuscript as "The Wrangler"!"
When Xie Jin first entered the room, he was really surprised by the books in the room.
Sure enough, if you want to write good articles, you must first settle down and study hard. Cheng Xuemin, a young student, is the best example.
"It makes Lao Xie laugh. I paid for the front yard to rent the house. Our family's housing is indeed a bit tight. We can only aggrieve the students!"
My uncle Feng Jiazhao also said a little embarrassed.
"No, no, really not!"
"No, Jiazhao, you said this yard belongs to Qian Lao? Which Qian Lao?"
Xie Jin waved his hands again and again, but when he heard Feng Jiazhao mentioning Lao Qian, he couldn't help but ask more questions.
"Who else is Mr. Qian? It's the one at the symposium today!" Feng Jiazhao explained with a smile!
“Hey, Mr. Qian!”
Xie Jin slapped his thigh, he really didn't expect that they actually lived with Mr. Qian in the front and backyard.
"Director Xie, the writing may not be very good, please read it first!"
"If that doesn't work, then let my eldest brother grab the knife and write!"
Cheng Xuemin took out the script script of "The Wrangler" from the drawer, handed it to Xie Jin and said.
“You will only know if the writing is good or not!”
"And I see that although Xuemin is modest, you are confident deep down. You shouldn't be much worse off!" "Besides, your uncle, a professional screenwriter, will be there to polish it for you, right?"
At first, Xie Jin was not very optimistic about Cheng Xuemin, the original author, personally rewriting the script.
But on the way here, I also thought that Cheng Xuemin, the original author, has a professional screenwriter uncle!
How can they write a good script if they join forces?
After hearing Xie Jin's words, my uncle Feng Jiazhao did not shake his head directly and said that he had not read the script first.
It was not that he was afraid that the script was not well written and would embarrass him, Feng Jiazhao, but that he emphasized too much that he had not read the script, let alone polished it, which made his brother-in-law Cheng Xuemin feel that he, his uncle, was trying to distance himself from the relationship in advance.
If the script is indeed not written well, the worst possible outcome is that the two of them will continue to revise it later; if it is written well, it will not be too late to explain.
Of course Cheng Xuemin smiled and nodded, but he also didn't overemphasize it. He had never shown this script to his uncle.
Because he is really confident about this script, there is no need to stress about forcibly removing the uncle.
immediately!
Xie Jin held the manuscript of the script and read it carefully. At first, his expression was very calm, but later on, Xie Jin's expression became more and more horrified and surprised!
My uncle Feng Jiazhao, who was watching from the side, also looked horrified and surprised!
As soon as he finished reading, his uncle Feng Jiazhao couldn't help but blurt out and asked: "Xuemin, did you complete this independently?"
"Ah! I just finished writing it last night, and I didn't even have time to proofread it for typos!"
Cheng Xuemin nodded. Is this brother-in-law's reaction a little too loud? There is an old man Xie next to him, so his family can't be more humble?
“No, this script was written by Xuemin independently?! Jiazhao, you didn’t help me polish it?”
If Feng Jiazhao hadn't reacted so strongly, and if he knew Feng Jiazhao's character, Xie Jin would have even suspected that Feng Jiazhao, his brother-in-law, personally rewrote the script in order to praise his brother-in-law. Instead, he asked Cheng Xuemin, his brother-in-law, to take it out and claim that it was him. Written!
In fact, this script, from the script structure to the coordination of each scene, has achieved a perfect fit!
What makes Xie Jin even more confused is that all the script manuscripts are illustrated with storyboard manuscripts!
Hurry!
Xie Jin was confused for a few times. Shouldn’t this draft of the storyboard be the job he should do as a director?
Cheng Xuemin, the author of the original work, not only adapted the script, but also helped him with the directing work?
"I don't have one!" Feng Jiazhao shook his head and waved his hands, saying, "When I mentioned to Xuemin that "The Wrangler" might be adapted into a movie, he started thinking about writing the script himself!"
"That's okay. At that time, I thought that I would let him try to write it first, and when he finished it or couldn't continue writing it, I would take over and continue!"
"So I threw a few script samples to him at that time and asked him to see what the format of the script was and try it out, and then I didn't care about it anymore!"
"But how could I know... I really didn't know that he had completed this script independently!"
Feng Jiazhao was originally planning to help smooth things over if the script didn't turn out well.
But who would have known that his brother-in-law is truly an all-rounder, self-taught without a teacher! ?
The script of "Wrangler" was actually written so well by him, and he even drew all the storyboards easily!
This sketch artist... can really go directly to their Yan Film Studio to become an art screenwriter!
"Lao Xie, what do you think?!"
Finally, Feng Jiazhao asked Xie Jin, don't look too proud!
“What do I think?!”
"Feng Jiazhao, you are a professional screenwriter, you don't need to ask me what you think?!"
"Fuck, Xuemin, are you so damn good?! The script is so good, I even finished all the storyboards for my director!"
"Then tell me, what's the point of asking me to go north this time?! You can just send me the script, and I'll just follow it and start filming!"
Xie Jin felt that these two uncles must be playing him!
They are all so well written, and even the storyboard drafts are so well drawn. He completely wrote down and drew Xie Jin’s original thoughts on how to shoot, and asked him if his writing was good? !
Your sister!
Xie Jin really didn’t mind these two uncles. He must have done a lot of homework before coming to Yanjing.
He thought a lot about and overturned a lot of storyboard drafts for the "Wrangler" script, and the one he finally settled on actually coincided with the one drawn by Cheng Xuemin!
This spark of inspiration is so fucking stupid!
“So, Lao Xie, do you think Xuemin’s script is really good?!”
Feng Jiazhao confirmed again and asked!
"Okay, it's pretty good! I guess even if you, the old vine from Yanying Factory, copied the knife yourself, you might not be able to do it better than this!"
"That's it!"
Xie Jin touched his pocket, took out a packet of large qianmen, and handed one to Cheng Xuemin!
Cheng Xuemin didn’t answer, he didn’t suck!
Then he handed it to Feng Jiazhao. My uncle was not polite when he smoked. After taking the cigarette, he said: "Okay, tomorrow I will take the script to the unit and let Lao Teng and others review it!"
Because the organizer is Yan Film Studio, the final review of the script must be done by Yan Film Studio, and the adaptation fee will also be paid by Yan Film Studio.
As expected, I got the script adaptation fee of 2,000 yuan!
"I think it's okay!" Xie Jin clicked on a large front door and said, "But I still have to communicate with Xuemin about the draft of the footage!"
There is no director's work, it is all done by the author of the original work. As a director, Xie Jin is the soul of a movie. If it is filmed, it must not be decided by the screenwriter!
He must have his own ideas and guidance. These must be communicated well with Cheng Xuemin, the original author and screenwriter.
"I think it's okay! Then you guys communicate first, I'll go out to buy some food and some wine, and then I'll eat at home in the evening, okay?!"
Feng Jiazhao suggested.
"I think it's okay, no need to be too fussy, we can just eat whatever we want!" Xie Jin nodded, not forgetting to be polite.
Just like that, when Feng Jiazhao went out to buy groceries, he found that his parents still hadn't come back yet, so he trotted out without saying hello, not daring to ride a bicycle.
In the room, Xie Jin was a talkative man and a heavy smoker, smoking one cigarette after another.
It's a good thing that the Feng family didn't come back tonight, otherwise Cheng Xuemin would have kicked them out and sucked them out.
The whole house was filled with smoke and second-hand smoke!
When Feng’s father and Feng’s mother came back together, they found black smoke coming out of the son-in-law’s daughter’s house in the east chamber!
Frightened mother Feng’s face changed drastically, and she shouted: “It’s gone, it’s gone, hurry up and put out the fire!”
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(End of chapter)