Middle Age: A Leisurely Life in the Entertainment Industry.

Chapter 507 Chinese Science Fiction

"Oh, why do you say that?"

"Because you want to take pictures yourself."

"Can we shoot now?" Yu Dongqing asked.

"It's difficult! Funding and special effects production are two insurmountable mountains!"

"In that case, let's leave it alone and wait until the time is right." Yu Dongqing didn't care.

The matter passed like this, and Yu Dongqing didn't take him to heart.

Unexpectedly, this matter was stabbed out by someone.

"The famous director and musician Yu Dongqing wrote a science fiction novella, which was favored by the famous Hollywood director Christopher. He wanted to buy the film and television adaptation rights at a high price, but he refused."

Who is Christopher?

That's the director who filmed "The Silver Star Empire".

The fifth part of this series has been filmed, and has hundreds of millions of fans in China and the world. "Silver Star Empire" and its surroundings have become popular and become one of the greatest series in Hollywood history.

Yu Dongqing didn’t sell it?
There was a lot of discussion on the Internet, and the news quickly became a hot search topic.

People are curious, what is this novel that Christophe likes like?
The novel "The Wandering Earth" is completely popular, and the popularity is beyond the circle.

Even Yu Dongqing's three best buddies knew about it.

Today is the weekend, and the four of us have made an appointment to go fishing.

The sun was not as bright as usual when fishing, but instead it was snowing heavily.

In this kind of weather, Yu Dongqing basically stays at home, sitting in a warm room, drinking tea, playing with his mobile phone, watching videos, or entertaining his son for a while. He will never go to any icy and snowy place.

But Zhang Yangfei pulled him away.

"My buddies are all gone, why are you embarrassed to have a cat at home? Afraid of the cold? It's okay. Don't drive. Take my RV there. Then we can cook and grill fish in the car. It will be a great day!"

Yu Dongqing who was talking about it was also quite moved. He packed up his fishing gear, bid farewell to his wife and children, first drove to Zhang Yang's house who lived near the Temple of Earth, and then got into his RV. After Liu Yimin and Du Hui arrived in succession, four Then the man happily drove out of the city.

This time we went farther, to a place called Qingshui River in Miyun, which was developed into Heyuan Park. However, in winter, there were very few tourists, especially today with heavy snow.

By the Qingshui River, there was their RV alone.

"I finally understand the poem written by Liu Zongyuan." Sitting in the car and looking at the heavy snow outside, with few people around, Zhang Yang couldn't help but recite a poem:
Thousands of birds and all-rounders.

The lonely boat Yukao Kazane and the snow of the Kangare Kanoe.

"It's so romantic." Yu Dongqing couldn't help but sigh at the romance of the ancients.

But when the four of them got out of the car and sat by the river with their fishing gear, feeling the howling north wind, Yu Dongqing couldn't feel romantic anymore.

Although I had made preparations in advance and went to the labor insurance store to buy a military green cotton coat that was popular in the late 80s and [-]s, a locomotive hat, and large furry leather shoes, I still felt the cold wind whistling while sitting by the river. .

After a while, my hands and feet felt cold.

Seeing Du Hui and Liu Yimin sitting motionless by the river like ancient fishermen, Yu Dongqing felt a little envious. These two guys really had a good fishing experience.

"No, it's too cold. You go fishing, and I'll kill the fish for you to cook!" Yu Dongqing stood up and unceremoniously picked up the fish in the buckets of the two of them with a net bag.

As for him and Zhang Yang, the plastic buckets were empty.

Seeing Yu Dongqing about to run away, Zhang Yang also stood up: "You fish, I'll help Dongqing." The car was warm as spring, Yu Dongqing immediately took off his coat, made himself a cup of tea, sat down and drank comfortably .

At this time, the snow outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the sky and the earth were hazy.

"I really admire them." Yu Dongqing looked at the two snowman-like friends by the river and couldn't help but sigh.

"I'm addicted to everything, including drinking, playing chess, fishing, and drinking tea. Do you feel bad if you don't drink tea for a day?" Zhang Yang said.

Yu Dongqing nodded after listening.

"But it is indeed a kind of enjoyment to sit in a warm car in the winter suburbs, drink tea comfortably and look at the snow outside." Yu Dongqing said with a smile.

"You have to enjoy it, I'm going to work." Zhang Yang stood up after saying that.

Although Yu Dongqing said that he would get in the car to kill fish for cooking, he was actually showing off.

Zhang Yang is the best cook among the four, so every time we go out for a picnic, he is the chef, while others do the cooking.

He grabbed a fish from the bucket, scraped the fish scales skillfully, and asked, "Holly, it said on the Internet that the novel you wrote was taken by the Hollywood director Christopher and was going to be adapted into a movie, but it was turned into a movie by you." Is there such a thing as rejection?”

"Yes." Yu Dongqing did not deny it: "Li Wan, this kid, can talk about anything."

"This is not a bad thing. Is Kristoff very good? I don't think so." Zhang Yang said: "The second part of the "Silver Star Empire" series he shot is the most classic, and the next two parts are basically routines. , I guess the fifth part won’t be that good either, the talent is exhausted.”

Yu Dongqing nodded after hearing this, that was indeed the case.

This problem also occurs in the "Transformers" series and the "Fast and Furious" series of the original time and space.

It’s hard to make a sequel.

"However, Christopher is still one of the great directors in Hollywood." Yu Dongqing said: "Right now, we cannot make a film series like "Silver Star Empire" in China."

"There are no good scripts, no funds, and no mature film industry system." Zhang Yang sighed with emotion and changed the subject:
"Hey, why did you refuse Kristoff's request? It is rumored that the copyright transfer fee has not been negotiated. Is this the case?"

"No." Yu Dongqing shook his head: "The main reason is that he disagrees with his adaptation. His adaptation is too Hollywood."

"What would Hollywood directors be filming if they didn't film Hollywood?" Zhang Yang asked rhetorically.

"If that's the case, then the spiritual core of this novel will be lost and it will just be a few borrowed terms and props."

"What, you want to keep it to yourself and make a Chinese-style science fiction film?" Zhang Yang understood what Yu Dongqing meant.

"The idea is very good, but, Dongqing, let me remind you, it is very difficult, much more difficult than making a martial arts movie. So far, there has not been a science fiction blockbuster in China that is both well-received and popular."

"Hey, I'm not. I heard that "Yanjing Fortress" produced by Jiachang Film and Television at a cost of 5 million will be released during the Spring Festival today. It is said to be comparable to Hollywood blockbusters."

"Tch, has Jiachuang Film and Television ever made a good film?! Also, do you know who the director is? Liu Shaohua! He is rated as the king of bad movies by movie fans. I didn't expect that Jiachuang Film and Television would give him this movie to shoot."

"Actually, Liu Shaohua is quite good in terms of camera use and scene shooting, but his plot control is terrible." Yu Dongqing laughed.

"Let me tell you, he just can't hold up the wall! After being bad at martial arts, he went to play science fiction. Isn't this nonsense?"

The two just chatted with no results. They first killed the fish, cleaned it, and made a plate of steamed fish, and then a plate of grilled fish. They also took out the pre-made dishes purchased from the supermarket, and soon a table of steaming dishes appeared. In front of you.

Yu Dongqing got out of the car and asked Du Hui and Liu Yimin, who were still fishing, to come up to eat.

The four of them were chatting while eating, and the topic turned to the novel written by Yu Dongqing.

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