Crazy, 500 yuan also dare to make a science fiction blockbuster

He knew that Ye Heng was also very popular abroad, but because he only focused on the domestic market before, he didn't know many things abroad.

Zhang Kang slowly raised two fingers.

"Two? Two parts?"

For his own answer, Chen Guangwu himself did not really believe it.

But it can't be 20, right? Ye Heng has been a director until now, and I'm afraid he hasn't made 20 films.

Hearing Chen Guangwu's answer, Zhang Kang couldn't help laughing.

"It's fucking double digits!"

"On average, there is one movie every three months, and other movies are shot at night. Based on the normal time, he made nine movies in nine months."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned, apparently they did not expect Ye Heng to be so powerful.

"This, this speed is so fast, the quality must not be good."

Chen Guangwu said immediately, looking a little nervous.

But Zhang Kang sneered.

"Bad quality? Do you know what he took during that time?"

Chen Guangwu froze for a moment, then shook his head.

"Is "Hacksaw Mountain" a bad movie? Is "Saving Private Ryan" a bad movie? Is "Gan" a bad movie?"

"Which one of the six movies after the fucking Jigsaw is a bad movie!"

"If he is really full of firepower, 12 movies a year will not be a problem! I asked how we can fight him!"

Chen Guangwu was immediately confused by these few short sentences.

He looked at Zhang Kang blankly, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Then, then you know that these sects didn't say it earlier."

As Chen Guangwu said, he seemed to want to shirk responsibility.

But when Zhang Kang heard it, he felt angry and funny.

"Why didn't I say it?"

"I only found out about this today, what the hell!"

Chen Guangwu lowered his head, not knowing what to say for a while.

Everyone in the association fell silent, and the air seemed to freeze, making everyone speechless.

In fact, they are very clear in their hearts, and now there are only two ways left.

Either apologize to Ye Heng and beg Ye Heng to come back to the cinema.

Or just wait, show badly, and then the income of the theater chain will also drop sharply.

After being silent for a while, Chen Guangwu asked tentatively when he saw that no one was speaking.

"How about we try to hold on?"

Chapter 246 Hand in in Three Days

"He only charges 10 yuan for a show on the website, and there may not be only one person watching it."

"Compared to direct screening in theaters, it will definitely make a lot less money."

"Coupled with various shooting expenses, it is not easy for his films to earn a lot of money."

"If we hold on for a while, maybe we can drag him to death directly."

Chen Guangwu said with a smile on his face.

But when Zhang Kang heard it, he was so angry that he picked up a stack of documents on the table and smashed them hard.

"Drag to death! You fucking pick up those documents and show them to me!"

"Drag him to death? We'll die before he dies!"

Chen Guangwu was too scolded to speak, but he still picked up the documents on the ground and read them.

But as soon as he opened it, he lost his composure in an instant.

"Did he think he was just making movies in the beautiful country? He has already made the layout!"

"The government of the beautiful country and the mafia boss are all related to him. He also has a film and television company in his hand, and the mafia boss still has a stake in it."

"That film and television company didn't make a movie in the whole of last year, but it still has almost 30 billion in revenue!"

"Even if Ye Heng gives up the entire domestic market, he will have no problem at all!"

Hearing this, all the documents in Chen Guangwu's hands fell with a "crash".

His face was pale, and there was a look of fear in his eyes.

He thought Ye Heng was just an extremely talented director, but he didn't expect him to have so many identities!

"Then, what should we do now?" Chen Guangwu panicked, for the first time in so long that he felt such fear.

Ye Heng's strength obviously exceeded his expectations, and definitely exceeded by more than a little bit!

"What should I do? Let me deal with the things you caused yourself!"

Zhang Kang said coldly.

Although Chen Guangwu didn't object when he wanted to deal with Ye Heng, he didn't agree either.

Now that something goes wrong, it is natural to get rid of the relationship as soon as possible.

Chen Guangwu looked at the others with a hint of bewilderment in his eyes.

But the other members just turned their heads aside, pretending not to notice Chen Guangwu.

None of them wanted anything to do with it.

At this time, Chen Guangwu only felt a chill in his heart, and a sense of sadness came from the depths of his heart.

"Okay, I'll take care of it, I'll take care of it..."

He said, but he didn't know what to do.

Especially when he thought about his attitude towards Ye Heng that day, he felt even more hopeless.

At this time, in the film department, after in-depth discussion by Guanglao and others, the topic of the film academy election finally had a clear result.

Zhang Wenke immediately sent questions to Ye Heng and the other candidates.

The title of the movie is simple, "shoot a movie that combines the history and art of the Dragon Kingdom".

Seeing this essay-like topic, Ye Heng had a smile on his face.

It seems that Mr. Guang made the right bet on the "problem", but it seems that as long as he thinks about it a little, he can think of something.

Looking at the topic in front of him, Ye Heng actually already had a movie to shoot in his mind.

But he was still a little hesitant.

This script is submitted, can it pass the review?

Although he was still a little hesitant, Ye Heng finally chose to follow his heart.

You can't keep thinking about it, you can't get over it. Only by writing the script can you know the answer.

So Ye Heng turned on the computer and typed four large characters on the title - "Farewell My Concubine".

Three hours later, Ye Heng finished writing the script.

Looking at the script in front of him, Ye Heng directly opened Zhang Wenke's mailbox and sent it without hesitation.

After about five or six minutes, a phone call came.

"Xiaoye, the one in the mailbox is the script you wrote?"

"Well, I just wrote it."

"Is your speed too fast?"

"It's not fast, I've been writing for three hours."

Hearing Ye Heng's answer, Zhang Wenke fell silent all of a sudden.

"This time the script writing time given to you is one month, you should know."

"I know."

"Then you don't need to change it?"

"It's already very complete, and there is no need to change it."

Ye Heng replied confidently that there would be absolutely no problems with the script.

But Zhang Wenke on the other side of the phone sighed helplessly.

It's only been three hours. It's too shocking to write the script in three hours.

"I'm asking again, are you sure the script doesn't need to be changed?"

"Well, I promise, there is no need to change a single word in the script. Uncle Zhang, just put your mind at ease."

Zhang Wenke sighed helplessly, "Forget it, since you are so sure, then I won't talk nonsense."

"But your script, I can't hand it in for you now, at least I have to wait until three days later to hand it in."

"why?"

"Too fast, almost like cheating."

Hearing this, Ye Heng was instantly speechless.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that

This is like a test paper that an ordinary person would take two hours to write.

As a result, you took it up and finished writing in 2 minutes. The writing process was done without hesitation, and you got a high score in the end.

Don't you have to doubt who it is.

Although Ye Heng is not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door if he doesn't do bad things, but it is still necessary to avoid suspicion properly.

"Okay, then hand it in three days later."

After that, he hung up the phone.

But just as the phone call with Zhang Wenke was hung up, the phone rang again.

I picked it up and saw that it was the principal of Qingsong University calling.

"Hey, what's the matter, principal?"

"Xiaoye, do you have anything to do recently?"

Hearing this, Ye Heng had already guessed the principal's intentions.

Eighty percent of them want to invite myself to give lectures or something.

If it was a normal time, Ye Heng would probably refuse.

But now he really has nothing to do.

Here we have to prepare for the election of the dean of the film academy, and the new film cannot be made.

Idle is idle, why not tell the students something in the past, and cultivate new domestic directors.

"Nothing to do."

"Then are you interested in coming to Qingsong University?"

"Play? Lecture or play, principal?" Ye Heng asked with a smile on his face.

Seeing that his scheme was seen through, the headmaster laughed a few times in embarrassment.

"Give me some time, and I'll be there."

Hearing that Ye Heng agreed, the principal was taken aback for a moment, but fearing that Ye Heng would regret it, he quickly set a time.

"Then this Wednesday, what do you think?"