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

Anyway, what he lacks the most is a good script.

Anyone who has the ability to make a good movie, he will give them a good script!

"Then you've said that, why don't you just write me five scripts?"

"You get out."

Ye Heng laughed and cursed, and made an appointment with Jiang Wen to sign the contract tomorrow.

That night, Ye Heng turned on the computer and typed a few large characters on it - "Sunny day".

This is the first film he is going to hand over to Jiang Wen to shoot.

For Jiang Wen, he still had high expectations.

After all, after only a few days of self-study, he was able to shoot such a highly completed short film, which is enough to show his talent and strength.

So Ye Heng spent a few hours writing the script of the movie completely, printed it out, and then went to bed.

The next day, as soon as Ye Heng entered the company, he saw Jiang Wen standing at the front desk of the company. He didn't know how long he had been waiting for him.

"Director Ye, here we come."

Jiang Wen walked over and grabbed Ye Heng's shoulder, like two good buddies.

He saw the file bag in Ye Heng's hand at a glance, and his eyes immediately stared as if they were protruding.

"Yo, is this a script for me?"

Ye Heng's face was full of helplessness. He originally wanted to sign the contract before giving it to him, but he didn't expect to be hit by him first.

"See if it suits your taste."

With that said, Ye Heng handed the script to Jiang Wen.

Jiang Wen didn't let it go, he opened the file bag on the spot and looked directly at it.

"Sunny day."

"Hey, that's a good name!"

While watching, Jiang Wen boasted.

"Go ahead and sign the contract." Ye Heng said helplessly.

Only then did Jiang Wen come to his senses, nodded quickly, and carefully put the script back into the file bag.

A few minutes later, the signing was completed.

Then Jiang Wen took out the script without further ado and began to read it.

Seeing Jiang Wen's obsessed look, Ye Heng could only shake his head helplessly.

Looks like a true love movie.

"Then I'll go first."

After all, Ye Heng planned to get up and leave.

When Jiang Wen heard this, he quickly closed the script and used his fingers as bookmarks to clamp it.

"Wait! Director Ye wait!"

"Is there a problem?"

I saw Jiang Wen smiling, "Well, I want to ask, if I start filming at that time, will I communicate with you directly?"

"I will send you a number when I go back, and you can contact him when the time comes. They are all in charge of the company."

"The company also has crews and various teams. You can use them directly when making movies. If you are not used to them, you can set them up yourself. Just discuss with them."

"Call me with something that can't be solved."

Hearing this, Jiang Wen immediately smiled.

"Okay, then I'll call you then."

Ye Heng left the company, but not long after leaving the company, a feeling of dizziness came to his heart.

He hurried to the side, sat on the flower bed, propped his head with both hands, and sat for a long time before the feeling of dizziness dissipated.

From "Iron Man" to "Resident Evil", "The Matrix" and then the issue of Protection Month, and then "Let the Bullets Fly".

There are almost no gaps in the shooting of these movies. One film is more frequent than the other, and the body must not be able to bear it.

And it's not the first time he's done this, he's basically been in this state since a few years ago.

Even when he first arrived in the beautiful country, he had no regular life.

The memory of filming "Hacksaw Mountain" during the day and live directing "Jigsaw" at night is still deep in his mind.

That is, from that time on, he seldom went to sleep, eat, and live according to the schedule.

It was okay before, young and frivolous, bohemian.

But now, his body seemed to be unable to withstand the toss.

"Time is such a bloody butcher's knife!"

Ye Heng said helplessly, and slowly stood up.

"Looks like it's time to soak some goji berries in the thermos."

……

After returning home, Ye Heng notified Professor Cheng and others in advance that he would also take a break, and then started his own small health preservation class at home.

John is responsible for providing Ye Heng with a healthy diet.

He reminded Ye Heng many times that he should go to the hospital for an examination, but Ye Heng just smiled and said nothing.

In the next few days, Ye Heng lived very easily.

"Resident Evil" was released as scheduled, and just as Ye Heng guessed, the ratings were divided into two levels.

"This is definitely the best zombie movie I've ever seen. I beg Director Ye to hurry up and make a sequel!"

"The best zombie, the worst adaptation, to be honest, if his name hadn't been written on "Resident Evil", I wouldn't have known what bringing him had to do with Resident Evil."

"Adapted! It's normal to have some discrepancies! And the movie is still very exciting."

"Excellent? Exciting is useless, a movie adapted from a game, and all the settings in the game have been stepped on the ground!"

"So what! We are the audience! As long as the movie is exciting and good-looking!"

"Don't adapt it if you don't respect the original! Climb for me!"

For a while, the two teams began to curse angrily.

On one side is the "original party" headed by gamers, and on the other is the "adaptation party" headed by movie audiences.

Neither side is convincing the other, and the Internet is full of scolding wars.

But fortunately, there are quite a lot of fans of the movie, and the rating of the movie has remained stable at above 8 points and has not changed.

But even if it is 8 points, it is actually a relatively low score for Ye Heng.

All his previous films had an average score of 9 or even 9.5 or above.

And Ye Heng didn't care much about all of this.

Some people will always be dissatisfied when adapting this kind of thing, and it is impossible to pursue perfection.

Either lose the general audience, or lose the game fans, in this world, there has never been the best of both worlds.

Chapter 351 Familiar figure

For the next two months, Ye Heng didn't make a movie.

Although no doctor was called in, the body did recover somewhat after resting.

Ye Heng also gradually felt that his body was getting healthier.

The news of the release of the new movie "Let the Bullets Fly" is still being released, and "The Matrix" is gradually completing the special effects part.

But in order to avoid "Let the Bullets Fly" and the next few months of protection.

Ye Heng asked the company to push back the release time by a few months.

If it was an ordinary film and television company, I am afraid it would be impossible to agree to such a condition.

But the new era is so tyrannical. After all, it is not listed, and there are tens of billions of dollars in liquidity that can be used.

But Ye Heng still remembered his original agreement.

"Are you ready to go again?" John walked to Ye Heng's side.

"Well, please come with me when the time comes."

"It shouldn't be a big problem for you in the past."

Ye Heng smiled helplessly, "I don't think it's a big problem, but the professors can't do it."

"I was asked to memorize the phone number, and I had to bring someone there."

"Once bitten by a snake, I am afraid of well ropes for ten years." John had a smile on his face.

A smile appeared on Ye Heng's face.

"Then what are you going to do this time?" John then asked, "Are you going to stay with her for a day, or two, as before, and then come back?"

"..." Ye Heng was silent, thinking, but it was not as heavy as before, but this time it was more relaxed.

"How to say, adapt to the situation, who knows what will happen."

Seeing the smile on Ye Heng's face, John put his hand on his shoulder.

"The reality is like this, it will never be controlled, just get used to it."

After speaking, he turned and walked away.

……

A few days later, at the airport.

Ye Heng and John got on the plane, this time they didn't wear masks because the plane was directly chartered.

There are tens of billions of knives for chartering a plane, and it would be too stingy if you can't even charter a plane.

The plane still landed in Paris, Ye Heng put on a mask, and got off the plane with John.

"Okay, you can come here with me."

"Are you going the rest of the way?" John asked with a smile on his face.

Ye Heng nodded, "Well, I should have left by myself."

"Okay, I will send you a text message when I find a place to live, if you want to come, come anytime."

"Let's see then."

After speaking, Ye Heng and John separated.

A few minutes later, Ye Heng bought a ticket to Amiens.

Baiqiguo seems to have changed the train, with a pure white body and a streamlined design.

Ye Heng walked into the carriage, but couldn't find where he was before.

He had no choice but to sit in an unfamiliar position.

But he still looked up habitually, as if he wanted to find a familiar person in a familiar corner again.

But no one was sitting there.

There was a helpless smile on Ye Heng's face, he was indeed a little too wishful thinking.

It was pure luck that I met in the same car and at the same location for the second time before.

Perhaps he should have gone straight to Amiens to find her.

Ye Heng lowered his head, thinking.

But at this moment, he seemed to see a figure slowly sitting in that position.

He looked up sharply, but was soon disappointed.