Deyun's salted fish, China Entertainment's superstar, the god of the game circle

Chapter 71
Although Zheng Jianfeng wanted to give Tang Deyan and the others a bad blow, he was still reliable in doing things.

Early the next morning, he brought three well-known screenwriters to Tang Deyan's courtyard.

Three people, three days, 5000 per person. This is considered a high salary.How miserable is the person who codes.

But Tang Deyan didn't care about compassion, since the person came, let's start working quickly.So hurry up and free yourself from the pile of scripts!
"Everyone, I believe that Lao Zheng has made it clear. I will tell the story, and you will write the script. When the time comes to make a movie, you can add your name in the screenwriter column. If the box office is good, you will get a red envelope, no problem?" Tang Deyan habitually draws cakes for the employees before starting work.

Unexpectedly, these stinky code words are ungrateful: "You can have red envelopes, just sign it...hehe, forget it."

"Huh? This is looking down on me!" Tang Deyan thought to himself, but he was not angry at all. The capitalists have a lot of tricks!
"No problem, if you don't sign, you don't sign. You have worked hard for these three days. After the end, each person will get an extra [-] red envelopes. The person whose script has been adopted the most will get an extra [-]!"

If you don't eat cakes, you can spend money!Compared with making a movie, the three or two thousand is just like drizzle.But for these few screenwriters, there are really not many.

Speaking of them, they are well-known screenwriters in the industry, but in fact, they are nothing more than hard pens and solid script skills.A blockbuster script has never been written.I usually work hard for half a year to write a script, and it can sell for [-] to [-] at most.For this job, others gave stories, and they just enriched the content and earned thousands of dollars in three days!This good thing can't be justified without hard work!
Seeing that the people's emotions were almost mobilized, Tang Deyan said: "Then let's officially start!"

The three screenwriters each took out a pen and paper to record, while Zheng Jianfeng and Wang Sicong were curious about what kind of story Tang Deyan would tell.

"The story happened in 94, in a high school in Wanwan."

"Why Wanwan? Can't Beijing and Shanghai work?" Wang Sicong said.

"It should be fine, listen to me first, and then we can discuss..." Tang Deyan rolled his eyes at him and continued: "The heroine, Shen Jiayi, is beautiful and good at studying. She is the crush crush of many boys in the class. The male protagonist, Ke Jingteng, is a mischievous student.

Once, the male protagonist was punished by the dean for playing a prank, and sat in front of the good student Shen Jiayi in the front row of the teacher, and she watched on his behalf.At first, the two resisted each other, but then a sudden incident of a hero saving the beauty changed Shen Jiayi's view of Ke Jingteng and decided to help him study. . . .

The two who came and went began to fall in love
. . . .

We broke up after this incident
. . . .

In the end, Shen Jiayi married a man ten years older than her. Ke Jingteng and his classmates went to the wedding, and Ke Jingteng kissed Shen Jiayi.that's all! ~The end of the play. "

To make a long story short, Tang Deyan ran through the plot of "The Girl We Chased Together in Those Years" in his memory, and the three screenwriters who heard it looked at each other in confusion.

A slightly older person said: "Mr. Tang, your story is too simple. It can be summed up that the bad student fell in love with the good student. The two got together and then broke up. The good student married someone else... It's gone! ~ There are no other supporting roles or other character settings at all. How can we write this?"

"That's why we have to discuss it. You see, I thought so at the beginning. I shot Ke Jingteng on the way to school by bicycle, with a narration, for example: 1994, that day, I was ten years old. Zhang Yusheng's singing is still there, Jacky Cheung "Kiss Goodbye" sold more than 100 million cassettes. Wait a minute, think about it, anyway, it's just about one sentiment. By the way, there needs to be a fat man here, as the main supporting role in the play..."

Tang Deyan began to share the most deeply remembered plots, and the three screenwriters filled in the forgotten parts.He was a layman, and he explained everything he could say in ten minutes, so he drank tea and watched the screenwriter's free play with Wang Shicong and the others.

When Tang Deyan started to feel drowsy, he suddenly found that Hou Zhen and Guo Degang had quietly arrived at the door of the main room at some point.Without making a sound, I just looked inside.

Seeing that Tang Deyan had spotted them, Guo Degang waved his hand, signaling to come out and speak.Hou Zhen hid behind and didn't dare to say anything because he ran away from the battle.

Tang Deyan saw the people sleeping in the house, he was so busy that he couldn't use himself for the time being, so he got up and left the house quietly.He led Guo Degang to wait for the earthquake and went to the next room to talk.

"Junior Brother, Young Master said that you and your family are planning to make a movie, how far have you gotten?" Guo Degang asked as soon as he entered the room.

"Isn't it that I found the screenwriter's model book? It's just the beginning. Laohou, you actually ran away and left the brothers to suffer here! Is it plausible? Is it plausible? Is it plausible?" Tang Deyan returned the same way to him, and Hou Shisan asked directly on the face of Hou Zhen.

Hou Zhenhan smiled and said, "I won't be of much help if I stay, and besides, the position assigned to me is not an external spokesperson. I will be on the floor when I speak externally, and you can come by yourself at other times!"

"I'll go, leave my brother and run away, are you quite reasonable?"

"Hey, I'll treat you another day. Can I set up a table at the Jingcheng Hotel?"

"I think it's okay, let him ask Master Zheng to cook a state banquet in person." Guo Degang said: "By the way, junior brother, what kind of movie are you planning to make?"

"Youth movies, school romance, etc." Tang Deyan replied casually.

What I was thinking in my heart was Master Zheng who could host a state banquet in this BJ restaurant, could it be Zheng Xiusheng, the old man in his previous life?If Hou Zhen really had a way to invite this location to hold a table, he might really have to forgive him for his injustice of running away this time.

"Youth movies, campus love themes, do they also need teachers, students' parents and other supporting roles?" Tang Deyan was thinking about food, when he suddenly heard Guo Degang ask such a sentence, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Brother, don't you want a role in the movie?" Tang Deyan asked tentatively.

"Hey, I have such an idea, why don't I ask if there is a suitable role!~"

Tang Deyan instantly felt a sense of malice approaching him again. In the movies that Guo Degang acted in in his previous life, there was one after another.Douban score is appalling!He himself is recognized as the king of bad movies!Now that he has come to me in a hurry, does it mean that the "Those Years" that he saved is destined to hit the street?

Also, didn't he say in the cross talk jokes in his previous life that he made those bad movies because of human relationships, and he couldn't shirk them when they came to him?What now?Before the script was finished, Baba came to introduce himself!

He just loves to act!
　An old author told me that two chapters are released every day in the new issue, and they should be published together. One is to save more manuscripts and wait for the explosion to happen on the shelves. But if they are published separately every day, it is equivalent to using half a day of data to compete with others for a whole day. .There are too many ways to start, and Xiaomengxin trembles.I will try to post the two chapters together tomorrow, please bear with me for the slow update.

　　
　
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