Facts have proved that her trust in Zhou Yan was right, and the development of the story became more and more interesting.
It’s not that there’s any earth-shattering plot happening, but the bond between the characters and the bits and pieces of their lives take on a different kind of color.
This is obviously not an ordinary love movie, nor is it a novel science fiction movie. The whole story is like a clear spring, refreshing.
What is rare is that there are many lines in the script that can trigger readers to think about life, but they do not appear to be excessive, but are presented in a relatively relaxed way.
The love between the protagonists always makes Joey Wong smile, especially the marriage part, which is particularly interesting and the most unconventional part in the entire script.
Zhou Yan's script has a bit of a literary script feel, with so many detailed descriptions that sometimes it feels like reading a novel.
The narration of the marriage section is basically no different from the novel, and it is very immersive to read.
On the day of their wedding, the weather was not good, it was stormy and the place was in a mess. Many guests were caught in the rain, which looked very happy.
But apart from being interesting, the dialogue between the male and female protagonists also moved Joey Wong very much.
The male protagonist felt that the day he chose was not a good one, so he asked the female protagonist if she wanted them to choose a sunny day.
But the heroine obviously didn't think there was anything bad about this day. She shook her head firmly and expressed happily that their life was about to begin.
There is also the conversation between father and son when the hero's father was about to die. The father calmly narrated everything, but Wang Zuxian almost shed tears.
......
Wang Zuxian almost read the script in one sitting.
When she finished reading the script and looked up at the clock on the table, she was surprised to find that it was already past three in the morning.
When they got home, it was already one o'clock in the morning, and it took her more than two hours to read the script.
Wang Zuxian thought Zhou Yan had fallen asleep, but when he opened the study door, he found that Zhou Yan was still sitting on the sofa reading.
"Third brother, haven't you fallen asleep yet?"
Zhou Yan slowly closed the book in his hand, turned around and said with a smile, "Waiting for you."
Wang Zuxian scratched his head, walked to Zhou Yan, sat down, and snuggled into his arms, "I should watch it tomorrow. You will leave Taiwan tomorrow."
"Have you finished reading it?"
"Yes." Wang Zuxian sat up again, "This script is really good. It is not an ordinary love story. I feel deeply after reading it."
Zhou Yan smiled and said, "As long as you like it."
"Of course I like it, I like it very much." Wang Zuxian nodded firmly.
The setting of this script is tailor-made for them. The male protagonist is from Pengcheng, mainland China, and the female protagonist is from Beishi, and the two met in Xiangjiang.
A movie involving cross-strait and three places is very similar to the situation of the two of them.
Zhou Yan stroked Wang Zuxian's long hair, "Are you sleepy?"
Originally Wang Zuxian didn't feel sleepy yet, but now that Zhou Yan asked this question, he suddenly felt sleepy and started to tremble. Yawned.
"I'm going to take a shower, why don't you go to bed first."
"Then I'll go to the bedroom and wait for you."
......
The next day, Zhou Yan returned to Yanjing.
When he landed in Yanjing, it was already late, but he still went to the studio.
Nakamori Akira has arrived in advance and has been recording and practicing at the studio for the past two days.
When Zhou Yan arrived at the studio, Akina Nakamori was singing in the studio. He said hello to the recording engineer Xiao Liu, then picked up his headphones and listened.
Akina Nakamori is singing the Chinese version of "Snow Flower". Her Chinese pronunciation is definitely not as good as Kudo Shizuka, but it is pretty good. She must have practiced a lot during this time.
At this time, Nakamori Akina also saw Zhou Yan through the glass, with a hint of joy on her face and nodded to Zhou Yan.
During this process, her condition was very stable and not affected at all.
I have to say that Akina Nakamori and Shizuka Kudo are completely different types of singers. In comparison, the former is much more stable, and she is better at singing this kind of lyrical song.
When Akina Nakamori finished singing, Zhou Yan turned on the microphone and said, "Miss Nakamori, please show up and take a rest."
The accompanying translator Nariko Ida translated Zhou Yan's words. Akina Nakamori nodded and walked out.
"Mr. Zhou Yan, you are back."
Zhou Yan nodded, "I just arrived, so come and have a look. I just heard that you performed well. I can tell that after you go back "Practice your Chinese pronunciation well."
Nakamori Akina said, "I just memorized the pronunciation of the lyrics, and my Chinese level is still very poor."
Zhou Yan said with a smile, "You. I would be shocked if Chinese can improve so quickly in such a short period of time. It’s okay. If you want to learn Chinese, you can learn it slowly. Just practice this song now.”
Nakamori Akina pursed her lips and looked up at Zhou Yan, "Do you think there is anything that needs to be improved?"
"Of course the more correct the pronunciation, the better. Other than that, your performance is impeccable. Picky, I think we can record it directly tomorrow."
"Really?"
"Yes." Zhou Yan nodded.
The only problem Nakamori Akina has now is her Chinese pronunciation, but this is obviously not a big problem. She can probably hear what she is singing clearly. The key is that it is impossible to make great progress in a short period of time. , there is no need to delay recording for pronunciation issues.
"Would you like to listen to the neon language version again?"
Zhou Yan originally wanted to say that the Chinese version would be fine, and the neon language version would be even more fine. You can listen to it again tomorrow, but it's safe to say For the sake of safety, he still said, "Then take a break and sing the neon version again."
"I can do it now."
See Nakamori Akina will sing it now, Zhou Yan nodded in agreement, and then Akina Nakamori returned inside again.
After Akina Nakamori started singing the neon version, Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows slightly. He was suddenly glad that he chose to listen to the neon version today.
When Akina Nakamori sang the Chinese version, Zhou Yan already felt that her performance was very good and there was nothing to fault.
But now that he heard her singing the neon version, Zhou Yan denied his previous thoughts. Her Chinese version could obviously be better.
Nakamori Akina’s presentation of the neon language version of "Snow Flower" is a level higher than the Chinese version.
Sure enough, the pronunciation still affected her singing performance. The Chinese version was obviously not as good as the neon version in many places.
Good or bad is mostly determined by comparison.
Before hearing Akina Nakamori sing the neon version, Zhou Yan felt that the Chinese version could score more than 90 points, but now that he has listened to the neon version, it is impossible for the Chinese version to score 90 points again, unless the neon version Score one hundred and ten.
Yes, there is a twenty-point gap between the two.
After Nakamori Akina finished singing, she walked out. Seeing Zhou Yan frowning and thinking, she asked nervously, "Mr. Zhou Yan, is there any problem?"
Zhou Yan was thinking about how to improve. The Chinese version of Akina Nakamori, when she heard her voice, she raised her head and said seriously, "There is indeed a problem."
Akina Nakamori's eyes widened, "Can you tell me what the problem is? ?”
She felt that her performance was very good. She had done everything she was supposed to do, and she even did some things that she was not confident enough to do, and she did it this time.
She spent a lot of thought on this song, and she was very disciplined in her life during this period. She was afraid that it would affect the condition of her voice and not be able to present the song well.
The effect is obvious. During this period, she was in very good condition, and she even felt that her singing skills had improved somewhat compared to before.
This can be said to be an unexpected surprise. She had been depressed for a period of time, so she thought that her condition would plummet. Unexpectedly, it actually improved instead of falling.
It seems that after a period of sinking, she awakened to something she didn't have before.
But even so, is Zhou Yan still dissatisfied?
And judging from his expression, it’s not a small problem.
Just when Akina Nakamori was thinking wildly, Zhou Yan said with a serious expression, "You sang so well, so unbelievably well."
"Huh?"
Nakamori Akina opened her mouth wide and even suspected that Nariko Ida had translated wrongly, "Nariko, are you sure your translation is correct?"
This is obviously a compliment to myself.
"There must be no problem." Nariko Ida said with great confidence.
Before Nakamori Akina asked, Zhou Yan explained, "I originally thought you performed very well in the Chinese version, but after listening to the neon version, I found that you can perform better. Now It seems that the Chinese version may not be recorded tomorrow and needs to be adjusted.”
Hearing this, Akina Nakamori breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time she was a little embarrassed.
Although I have been praised by many people for my singing ability, this is the first time that I have been praised in this way. The key point is that Zhou Yan's expression didn't seem to be a compliment at all, but rather a very serious problem.
"Then how should I adjust the Chinese version?"
"I haven't figured it out yet." Zhou Yan shook his head, and then said to the recording engineer Xiao Liu, "Give me a copy of the Chinese version that Miss Zhongmori sang just now. "
"No problem, Teacher Zhou, I will copy it for you now."
Zhou Yan nodded and said to Nakamori Akina, "I will take the recording back and listen carefully, maybe tomorrow. I can think of ways to adjust it. In fact, the main problem lies in pronunciation. It should be that you pay too much attention to pronunciation, so it is not good enough in many places. "So, should I practice my pronunciation more smoothly?"
"There's no rush." Zhou Yan waved his hand, "Let's talk tomorrow."
After that, he looked at his watch, "It's getting late, so I'll excuse you. You guys should go back and rest early. A good sleep can ensure the condition of your voice. I will definitely record the neon language version tomorrow, and I need you to have a good voice."
"Don't worry, I will definitely protect your voice."
"Okay, see you tomorrow then."
Zhou Yan waved to Nakamori Akina and the others, got the copied tape from Xiao Liu, and left.
After Zhou Yan left, Nariko Ida touched Nakamori Akina's arm with a smirk on her face, "Akina, Mr. Zhou Yan gave you a very high evaluation. I heard that Mr. Zhou Yan has always been very strict."
Nakamori Akina smiled sheepishly, "His encouragement did make me more confident. But..."
"Are you worried about the Chinese version?" Ida Nariko immediately guessed what Nakamori Akina was thinking.
"Yes."
"Haha, don't worry, now that the problem has been discovered, it will definitely be solved." Nariko Ida clenched her fists, "Come on, there will be no problem."
...
After leaving the recording studio, Zhou Yan was not in a hurry to go back, but went to his office again.
During his absence, many people called him. If it was an urgent matter, the studio would contact him immediately.
If the matter is not urgent, the secretary will record it and leave it for him to deal with when he comes back.
The record book is placed on the table in his office.
There were a lot of phone calls during this period, most of them insignificant, but all of them were recorded in detail.
The order of recording is based on time, but some relatively important things were circled by the secretary with a pen.
Zhou Yan took a quick glance and decided to call back tomorrow morning.
……
Early the next morning, Zhou Yan arrived at the office.
After arriving at the office, he first called Yang Dongsheng.
Yang Dongsheng’s call didn’t say anything, but he specifically mentioned that he hoped Zhou Yan would call back after he came back.
Zhou Yan gives priority to returning calls like this.
The call was connected, Zhou Yan smiled and said, "Director Yang, good morning."
Yang Dongsheng didn't hear Zhou Yan's voice at first, and after a moment of reaction, he smiled and said, "Oh, yes Director Zhou, have you returned to Yanjing?”
"Well, I'm back. I heard them say, did you call me? What instructions does Director Yang have?"
"Oh, Director Zhou was joking, what instructions can I give you? There is indeed a I want to talk to you about something, are you nervous about the schedule recently?"
Yang Dongsheng came up and asked about the schedule, which made Zhou Yan confused. What is it? As for asking about the schedule?
At CCTV, Yang Dongsheng has more contact with Zhou Yan, and they have a good relationship.
So if anything happens at CCTV now, Yang Dongsheng is asked to contact Zhou Yan. It’s easier to do things with acquaintances.
Zhou Yan smiled and said, "Director Yang, if you have any questions, just tell me. If I am not scheduled to be scheduled here, I will just go wherever you point me."
Although Zhou Yan's posture It was very low, but Yang Dongsheng did not dare to take Zhou Yan seriously.
"Director Zhou is too polite. The stage is very respectful to artists like you. Everything is still based on you. Well, I won't beat around the bush. That's it, the stage is like this. I’m going to cooperate with you again and hold a concert.”
Zhou Yan nodded, it turned out to be this.
He had cooperated with CCTV once before and held the "Yanjing Silent" concert. The response was very good and caused quite a sensation.
With that success, it is understandable that CCTV would like to do it again.
After all, cooperating with Zhou Yan to hold concerts is a sure-fire business.
Even if they can’t make any money from the tickets, they have done the show and the promotion anyway.
However, Zhou Yan pondered. He had a lot of things to do later on, and he didn’t have much energy to collaborate with CCTV on concerts.
After thinking about it, Zhou Yan said tactfully, "Of course I also want to cooperate with you, but I don't think I have much time in the short term. Director Yang, to tell you the truth, I have a lot of work to do in the future, "Titanic" I also agreed to help a British director to score his movie, which will probably be in the winter. In addition, I will also start preparations for my own new movie.”
"I've seen the news about your new movie," Yang Dongsheng said.
Zhou Yan was surprised, "Did the news spread so fast?"
Yang Dongsheng said with a smile, "After all, you are the focus of the media now, the news must have spread quickly, and I am here too I wish your new movie will be a success.”
“I’m borrowing your good words. In that case, you should be able to understand me...”
Halfway through Zhou Yan’s words, Yang Dongsheng said again, “ Director Zhou, please listen to me first and then report the situation to you.”
"Well, I'm all ears." Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows.
“The location of this concert is a bit special, it is in the Forbidden City.”
Hearing that the venue was in the Forbidden City, Zhou Yan’s eyes widened, “Inside the city?”
< br>"Oh, that's not true. It's in the Imperial Ancestral Temple, which is also part of the Forbidden City."
"That's it." Zhou Yan suddenly realized.
He was not disappointed, because he also knew that it would be unrealistic to hold a concert there, and it would be great to be able to hold a concert in the Ancestral Temple.
"What do you think, Director Zhou?" Yang Dongsheng asked.
To be honest, Zhou Yan was very excited. After all, the significance of holding a concert in the Ancestral Temple was extraordinary.
“Is there a time limit?”
“Well, there is no specific time. It can be before June next year. You can choose the specific time yourself. Of course, the time must be at least 10 minutes in advance. You told us in three months that there is a process to go through.”
Zhou Yan said thoughtfully, "Director Yang, can I ask why you organized this concert?"
"Director Zhou, you are now our country's business card to the outside world. I invite you to the Imperial Ancestral Temple. Holding a concert is of great significance, and it is consistent with the responsibilities of our station."
Yang Dongsheng praised Zhou Yan, but his words were very official.
"Zhou Dianyan is serious, I am just an ordinary literary and artistic worker."
"Don't belittle yourself, look at this concert..."
"If you can choose the time by yourself, then I will definitely have no problem."
"Of course you can choose the time. Also, I want to tell you that for this concert, our station is only responsible for pulling the strings and helping you find the venue. In addition, we will also assist in publicity. As for the organization of the concert and the on-site decoration, you need to do it yourself.”
“Well, that’s no problem, we are quite experienced.”
"Yes, there is definitely no problem with your professionalism. However, what we mean here is to make the scene bigger. The Imperial Ancestral Temple is outdoors, so the performance effect is definitely not as good as inside the hall, and the layout of the scene will definitely cost some money. Kung Fu... Let me be blunt, we hope you can invest more in the arrangement of the concert."
Yang Dongsheng didn't say anything else, but Zhou Yan already understood. CCTV hoped that Zhou Yan wouldn't. Calculate profits.
Although the hard conditions for a place like the Imperial Ancestral Temple are okay, if you want to arrange it well, the investment will definitely not be small. It is estimated to cost hundreds or tens of millions.
This is still the cost of on-site decoration, and other places also cost money.
It is difficult to recover such a large amount of money from ticket sales.
Of course, the blood can be recovered later through record sales and other methods, but that is too slow, and it may not be possible to recover it.
In other words, going to the Ancestral Temple to give a concert is equivalent to exchanging money for fame.
Zhou Yan didn't care about the money, but he didn't want to waste it either. He asked, "How many games can I have?"
Yang Dongsheng was silent for a while on the other end of the phone before asking, "How many games do you want to have?"
Zhou Yan probably calculated silently in his mind for a while and said, "At least three or four games, otherwise the layout of the scene will be wasted."
"Three or four games... it should be no problem. I will follow you later. Tell the leader what you think.”
“In that case, I don’t have any other questions.”
Seeing that things were almost done, Yang Dongsheng smiled and said, "Then I wish us a happy cooperation again. If you have time in the past two days, come to Taiwan and let's chat in person."
"Okay, no. Question."
"Then I won't delay your work. Let's talk later."
"Well, goodbye."
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yan knocked on it. Then he picked up the phone and dialed the internal number, "Liu Hang, come to my office." (End of Chapter)