After leaving Zongmen, I became a top player in the entertainment industry

After reading several scripts, Zhang Yi finally chose his favorite "The King of Demons". It is very difficult for such a movie to be popular. What is given to the audience will be nondescript.

The screenwriter of this play is a newcomer, and the director is also a cutting-edge director. The team is actually quite strong. It is very difficult to raise large investment, so when Zhang Yi made an appointment with these two and heard that the total investment was about [-] million, he was very emotional. complicated.

He asked tactfully: "I don't know what form the two of you are going to present the monster in the movie. I don't think there are too many appearance descriptions in the script."

The screenwriter actively took out a picture book from the briefcase. Zhang Yi took a look and found that every page was an unknown creature. It could be a monster, but it was definitely not the monster he imagined, nor was it a monster. Some of the stories in Shan Hai Jing and other stories are completely subjective imagination of individuals.

Zhang Yi took it very seriously, especially the demon king he was going to play. The animal in the portrait is a bit like a dragon, covered with black scales, with four sharp claws, nails like sickles, and a tail covered with sharp barbs , there is a single horn on the top of the head, flashing lightning, golden eyes, and long beards at the corners of the mouth. To be honest, it is ugly, so ugly that it can be scary.

The screenwriter explained: "This is a modified version later. In order to reflect the super power of the demon king, I actually drew a first draft."

The director coughed at the side, with a reminder, but Zhang Yi had already stretched out his hand, "Then can I read the original manuscript?"

The screenwriter took out another notebook and gave it to him. Zhang Yi flipped through it casually, his expression froze for a moment, and then he was fascinated. What he found was probably just a little monster with a chubby body like a tree stump and three sticks on top of his head. The thin branches are like three hairs, and there is also a solitary leaf growing on it. Next to it is written: Tree of Life.

Zhang Yi actually wanted to laugh, but he controlled it. When he turned to the first page, he saw the image of the Demon King. How should I put it, he didn’t know how to describe this creature. Anyway, he definitely couldn’t find it among the creatures he had seen. Similar, a little weird, the color is red all over, the eyes are round and round, there is no mouth or nose, and the ears are pointed. Zhang Yi asked curiously: "What does he use to eat?"

The screenwriter pushed down his glasses in embarrassment, and replied: "The demon king, in fact, there is no need to eat, right? I think it is a natural spiritual creature that is not bound by the rules of heaven and earth. It seems weak, but it has Tenacious vitality, and it's not that there is no mouth, it's just hidden, when he laughs, he actually has a big mouth, you can look back."

Zhang Yi put down the notebook and said, "But I remember that the main character in the script was born as a descendant of the Demon King, wasn't he raised by nature?"

"That's also adapted."

"Then can I read the original manuscript?" Zhang Yi was more interested in this disgusting yet cute demon king, and wanted to know how he grew up in the original story.

"Okay." The screenwriter said excitedly, "I'll send you an electronic file later." In fact, he prefers his first draft, which has a bigger brain and doesn't have too many commercial things. Later, this draft was forced to change. Yes, it feels similar to similar films on the market, changed beyond recognition, and he doesn't even recognize it.

But there's no way around it, the capital can't say it, the screenwriter always has to bow to the capital, and finally the draft was revised before it passed the review.

Zhang Yi was not in a hurry to watch, and returned the picture book to the screenwriter, saying: "I personally think the story is very exciting, but the investment of [-] million is really not enough. It is very important for this film to be shot well. It must be top-notch. It’s up to the special effects team to do it.”

The director's name is Shen Yizhen, very young and handsome, he smiled wryly and said: "[-] million is the largest investment we can raise so far, to tell you the truth, the reason why we cast you as the leading role is to see if we can start from Yao Huan asked for some investment, [-] million is really too little, if I can’t get the investment in the end, maybe I will present this film in another form?"

"What form?" Zhang Yi asked curiously.

"It's classic, martial arts, and doesn't require too many special effects. For example, we can use real people to act as monsters, and we can try real swords and guns in big fighting scenes, instead of piled up with various special effects. Gorgeous scenes, of course, investors will not agree, the current market demand is no longer suitable for old movies."

Zhang Yi thought of a group of monsters in Yaohuan, and suddenly wanted to make a movie about real people transforming. Of course, this is unrealistic. No human director dares to shoot, and no staff dares to stay on such a set.

"How about this, I'll first ask the company if it can invest. If so, it's better to adapt to the market. After all, I don't want my first starring movie to hit the street. If I can't get enough investment, I can try it. Director Shen's method."

The two were overjoyed when they heard this, and held Zhang Yi's hand and said excitedly, "Thank you, Mr. Zhang, I believe you will be able to do it!" They were able to find Zhang Yi, of course they knew him beforehand, saying that Zhang Yi was Yao Huan. His favorite is not an exaggeration, his agent is Mr. Yuan's former agent, and his friend is Yao Huan's behind-the-scenes boss. If such a relationship cannot attract investment, it can only be said that this project really cannot make money.

After Zhang Yi left the hotel, he received the script from the screenwriter. He started to read it after getting in the car, and was reluctant to put it down when he saw the door.

Zhang Yi likes the first draft more than the final one. In the first draft, the protagonist is a spiritual creature nourished by the weather. He has been living at the bottom of a dark cliff for thousands of years. One day, he suddenly wanted to go out to see the outside world, so he went through a lot of hardships. Bitter climbed up from the bottom of the cliff step by step. When it stood on the top of the high cliff and saw the rising sun in the east, a feeling called happiness arose spontaneously. It yelled at the sun and rolled around on the ground. , holding his stubby legs all the way down the mountain, and then he saw a colorful world.

After being chased and killed by humans as a monster, he learned to change human form, and traveled in human society in human form for a long time afterwards.

He learns how humans eat food, learns how humans dress, and makes all kinds of jokes in order to make money. From a piece of white paper, he is gradually dyed into a big dye vat who understands love, hate, and hatred, and has emotions and desires.

After reading this first draft, Zhang Yi felt that it was completely different from the previous one, and could not find any similarities at all. He said that both works were fine, but this first draft looked more like a comedy, with a more joyful tone. , although the protagonist turned black in the later period, because of a cheated love, he learned to hate, and began to recruit monsters everywhere, to establish himself as a king, to make the world submit to his feet, and to make those who bullied him regret it.

In the end, he met a kind girl who was not afraid of his identity or rumors, and touched the protagonist's heart with love. Since then, the demon clan has rules and begins to negotiate with humans. The two races are autonomous and coexist peacefully.

At the end of the story, the protagonist takes the girl away from the Yaozu's territory, returns to the mountain where he was born, and lives a peaceful and happy life.

Zhang Yi was silent for a long time after reading it. This story did not mention the issue of age, and did not write about the future, but in reality, this is an unavoidable problem.

Lin Shu printed out the script, sat aside and finished it quickly. He didn't have much emotion. This story is relatively ordinary, without too much ups and downs. The process of coexistence is too simple, the reality will never be like this, and the final outcome is too beautiful.

He glanced at Zhang Yi, and suddenly asked: "Do you think this human and demon can live a happy life in the end?"

Zhang Yi leaned over, put his hands on his knees, looked at Lin Shu, and asked, "Do you think demons really fall in love with humans?"

"Yes." Lin Shu replied affirmatively. In the current demon clan, there are also many demons who marry humans. Is it not because of love? Is it because of desire?

"Then I think, at least when that human is still alive, they should be happy, but human life is short. After she dies, will the living one be very painful?"

Lin Shu hesitated for a while and said: "There must be pain, but there should be more, but let's miss and cherish it. In the long life, it is also very beautiful to have a hard-working love. At least life will not be too boring."

Zhang Yi stretched out his hand and grabbed Lin Shu's arm, looked into his eyes and asked, "Does Mr. Lin also want to have a hard-working love?"

Lin Shu met his serious eyes, and suddenly understood this feeling. It was a gaze so focused that it could attract the soul of a person, and it could make his soul tremble.

He held Zhang Yi's hand back and asked in a low voice, "With you?"

Zhang Yi blushed slightly, and nodded resolutely, "With me, do you want to?"

Lin Shu's mood was far less calm than his appearance. Their eyes met, and both of them had unspeakable complex emotions. Lin Shu held his hand tightly and asked, "Aren't you afraid of regretting in the future?"

"Why should I regret it? My life is only a short few decades, and after another ten years, I will start to grow old and ugly. Maybe you will lose interest in me before I die of old age. It doesn't matter, but If you don't like me anymore, we will break up peacefully."

Lin Shu hugged him tightly, pressed his palms on the back of his head, and said angrily, "You want to break up before we start talking?"

Zhang Yi hugged him with both hands, and asked happily: "Then do you agree?" Why does it feel like a dream.

It was the first time for Lin Shu to get close to someone like this. The feeling of being hugged tightly in his arms made his heart beat faster, and he wanted to never let go. This kind of relationship should be like liking, right?

Since he liked Zhang Yi early in the morning, he should have moved his mind on this human being, wanted to live with him, and wanted to see him all the time. This kind of liking should also be Zhang Yi's liking, so why would he disagree? Woolen cloth?

Hearing the soft "um" in his ear, Zhang Yi threw Lin Shu to the ground with all his strength, lay on his body and smiled like a little fox who had succeeded in stealing something, and happily kissed Lin Shu on the cheek, and the two of them finished kissing. They were all a little stunned.

Looking at each other again, both of them could feel the affection between each other. Lin Shu pressed his head and leaned towards him, and kissed his lips actively. The soft touch made people fascinated. next move.

Zhang Yi is also a novice, but at least he is a bachelor who has experienced modern education. He knows that kissing is not like this, so he took the initiative to attack and discussed French kissing with Lin Shu in depth.

After a long time, the two separated panting. Zhang Yi climbed off Lin Shu in embarrassment, pulled the hem of his coat, sat on a chair beside him and said, "Well, that's how blood surges."

Lin Shu nodded, his ears were also slightly red, it was so strange, just now he wanted to tear off Zhang Yi's clothes, swallowing life alive, he knew that human beings have lust, and he knew what was going on, But it's still a bit unaccustomed to happen to me.

"Well, I'll get you some supper..." Lin Shu jumped up from the sofa, walked briskly to the kitchen after getting off the ground, every step he took, the floor bloomed with flourishing flowers, and soon, the huge living room was full of flowers. Full of floral fragrance.