Rebirth to dominate the film and television industry

Han Xun was once one of the cold-eyed bystanders.

He is not interested in short videos, he only pays attention to the best movies and best directors, and then slowly watch those award-winning movies to enrich his boring and boring life.

The death of an unknown director made him click on the short film "Ineffective Rescue".

In just 11 minutes, "Ineffective Rescue" presents a grand and complete world, which is full of indifferent and numb third-party perspectives, and the actors wear technological futuristic combat uniforms and say to their companions: Remember to help me Take the chip back, which contains all my assets saved in the past two years, which is cheaper for you.

However, none of them survived, and there is only one wild flower left in the camera, which grows tenaciously in the mud of the ruins and blooms pink flowers.

After watching the short film, Han Xun found Wu Jianan's acceptance speech again.

On the stage, he shed hot tears without any image, and said: "This was supposed to be a 2-hour sci-fi movie. I failed everyone's expectations. I can only let it appear in front of the audience in this form. I'm an incompetent person, not even a director."

In the words that broke down in tears, it was not joy, but self-blame.

Coupled with the news of his suicide, it will only make people lament the cruelty of the film industry.

Good stories are not valued, there are no traffic stars, no strong capital, and some movies are not even qualified to appear in front of the audience.

However, after finally seeing the complete script of "Ineffective Rescue", Han Xun felt that it was not a story that should be dedicated to the audience.

It is a story dedicated to death.

All night, Han Xun's heart was under the indifferent stare of death.

Although the name of the movie is called Rescue, the whole story is full of despair. The team of 36 people went to death one by one, and what was replaced in the end was not hope.

The road dug out by countless lives does not necessarily bring a bright and great future, but they have no hesitation, talk about ridiculous fantasies, make black humorous jokes, and wait for the ruthless irony of fate.

It is too difficult for Han Xun to revise this script.

Because it is miserable, too miserable.

Han Xun's script will not write such a tragic story. Death is directly placed in front of fragile human beings and cannot be avoided. Successive accidents extinguish the flames of hope. As a viewer, he is afraid that the next scene will be death. The end of the play is written in black and white.

Such stories do not make human beings stronger, they only make people more painful.

He understood the reason why the previous four screenwriters refused to take over. Even if this kind of story was filmed, it would not be popular.

No audience wants to go to the cinema and cry.

Life is already so hard, why do you want to find joy in other people's stories.

If you want him to modify it at will, it is also very easy.

However, after his revised script, it is no longer called "Peerless Rescue", but "United Will, One Heart, Great Chinese Brothers Don't Give Up in the Face of Difficulties".

Han Xun can only write stories, not change them.

He stretched his waist, countless thoughts popped up in his mind, but he didn't dare to make a move.

When he started, the script changed.

Having fully understood the content of the script, Han Xun decided to sleep first before thinking about how to reply to Wu Jianan.

He's not the right writer for this script, maybe someone else would be better off.

For example, a screenwriter who writes tragedies full-time?

Even if he doesn't know him, Mr. Wen and Producer Liu must know each other.

Han Xun was thinking wildly, and when he turned around, he found Xu Simiao lying on his bed playing with his mobile phone.

He frowned and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?"

Xu Simiao glanced at him, yawned and said, "I was here from the beginning."

Han Xun was meditating on the script all the way, and he couldn't even catch his eyes when he entered the room.

Xu Simiao should have jumped repeatedly in front of Han Xun in anger to attract his attention, but Xu Simiao looked at his pensive back and was reluctant.

Xu Simiao, who had been separated for a long time, began to miss Han Xun who devoted himself to the script.

Concentrated, simple, even reaching out to worry about scratching her short hair occasionally is so cute.

So, Xu Simiao was obsessed with Han Xun's back, stretched out his hand to touch Han Xun in the distance, posed for countless photos, waited on his bed for a full four hours, and the man finally came back to his senses.

Xu Simiao was quite sleepy. He grabbed Han Xun's quilt and wrapped it up, and said, "Honey, it's already two o'clock, let's go to sleep."

This posture, this movement reveals a pair of innocent dog eyes, as if he is a soft and cute person.

Han Xun sneered and asked, "Mr. Xu wants to sleep here?"

Xu Simiao blinked, smiled, and nodded in a very cute and pitiful way.

Han Xun put his hands on his chest and said, "Then take it off and let me inspect the goods."

Xu Simiao was taken aback for a moment, this kind of request was too familiar, as if back when they started, Han Xun responded to his teasing.

At that time, Han Xun was super gentle, and during the inspection, he would deliberately come over and pick Xu Simiao's chin, showing a playful smile: "It's not as big as I thought."

Calm and calm is the Han Xun he is most familiar with.

Xu Simiao evoked a sly smile, turned over and sat up, reached out to touch the button of his coat very cooperatively, "Since it is your request, I will definitely satisfy you, don't scream later, baby——"

However, three buttons were unbuttoned and he hadn't taken them off yet, and the bed that covered his head and face was covered with his coquettish bag.

Han Xun walked out with the script, showing no mercy.

Xu Simiao was stunned, and the good friends who had agreed to talk but not move, how did they change!

"Han Xun!" Xu Simiao opened his clothes wide, pulled off the back of his hood, and ran after him barefoot, "Where are you going, I warn you not to go to bars, places like that—"

Before he finished speaking, Han Xun looked over with indifferent eyes.

Xu Simiao, who was not afraid of anything, suddenly became afraid of Han Xun. He changed his face quickly, and said with a gentle smile, "It's cold in that place, and the food is not tasty. If you go there, you may catch a cold and have a fever, which will affect your creation."

Han Xun's anger could be settled by Xu Simiao's appearance in the past.

Now, it doesn't work.

Han Xun opened the door and said, "It's too late, I'll go to the bar another day. Since Mr. Xu likes this room, I'll change it. Mr. Xu, you can make fun of yourself here."

Then close the door, very clean and tidy.

Xu Simiao: ...

Sao?

He flirts?

Xu Simiao was at a loss. Didn't he just take off his clothes and talk cool? How many times have he played? Han Xun thinks he's coquettish?

Han Xun didn't sleep well after reading the script too late.

"The Rescue of the World" is not a popular script, but the lines and scene settings are very tense.

The kind of sentence that penetrates the carrying capacity of words can make people who have read the script clearly imagine the tragic picture, and never have a deeper understanding of the futility of this rescue.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Han Xun lay on the bed and didn't want to get up at all. He couldn't get out of the death cycle of "The Rescue", and the smell of blood gradually permeated his body. Even the bed was cold, reminding him of the past.

Once, he personally experienced the hopeless struggle of death, so that until now, he has avoided touching the sentences that inscribed death.

The death lights went out, and Han Xun's soul was filled with sadness, his whole body was empty, and he could only curl up into a ball to reduce the heat dissipation.

"The Rescue of the World" is very contagious in terms of sadness, which further proves that this is not suitable for Han Xun, it will only make him depressed and in a bad state.

What kind of things can a screenwriter immersed in sadness write?

Han Xun thought about it carefully, and suddenly laughed at himself.

If it were him, he would definitely write a pantomime, using the stupidity of the protagonist struggling to survive, to show the black sense of humor that is full of sorrow and joy in life.

Suddenly, the door of the hotel room made a slight mechanical sound of opening the door, and with the click of the door lock, someone opened the door.

Even though Han Xun didn't want to get up very much, he immediately turned over vigilantly and took a defensive posture.

As a result, when he looked up, he saw Xu Simiao, who was wearing a pink shirt that set off his healthy tanned skin, pushing a shiny silver dining car in.

"Woke you up?" Xu Simiao said innocently, pretending not to know how loud he was.

He said softly: "This time just happens to have breakfast and lunch together, come and try the beef tongue stewed in red wine."

Han Xun felt extremely strange, was this person impaled by the soul of the soul?Doing things so... makes me want to roll my eyes.

So, Han Xun complied with his heart and gave Xu Simiao a disgusted look.

Not only did Xu Simiao not jump, but he also maintained that elegant gentleman's attitude and made a gesture of invitation.

Han Xun got out of bed and looked at the six hot dishes on the dining car, all of which were exquisitely decorated and presented first-class.

He asked, "Mr. Xu made breakfast himself?"

"I personally supervised the chef to cook the breakfast." Xu Simiao said the truth with a proud face, "However, if you want to eat the food I cooked myself, I can try it next time."

Han Xun ate the chef's delicious food, and said disdainfully, "What does Mr. Xu do? Dark cuisine?"

"You are underestimating me." Xu Simiao tapped the dining car with her fingertips, "The food I cook should be called gray food."

That just won't do it.There was a sneer in Han Xun's clear eyes.

Of course Xu Simiao understood, he smiled proudly and said, "I'm rich, why do I have to cook for myself."

Here comes the confidence of the rich.

Han Xun lowered his head to fill his stomach, changed his clothes, took the script and was about to go out.

Xu Simiao acquiesced that Han Xun ate the meal he (the supervisor chef) cooked, which was a signal of reconciliation, and he felt much more relaxed.

He smiled and asked, "Where are you going, I'll see you off."

"No, I'm not used to riding in your luxury car." Han Xun directly refused.

However, Xu Simiao was not shocked at all, and continued to ask in a good mood: "Are you going to see Wu Jian'an? He lives in a small hotel in Zhangjiakou with the crew. You'd better invite him to a cafe with a better environment nearby for a chat." script."

Han Xun ignored his nagging, opened the door and left.

Xu Simiao raised her voice and shouted: "Honey, if you want to eat hot pot or roast whole lamb tonight, I'll pick you up!"

"What do you pick me up for?" Han Xun looked back at him with a nasty smile, "I have a date at night, and I'm very busy going to the bar to have sex."

After finishing speaking, he closed the door in a smooth manner, without giving Xu Simiao a chance to refute.

Xu Simiao almost overturned the dining car and ate the food, but this guy still hasn't calmed down!

Han Xun and Wu Jianan made an appointment at the tea restaurant outside the small hotel.

He was not someone who beat around the bush, so he asked directly: "Director Wu, do you like the script of "The Rescue of the World", or a high-grossing movie?"

Wu Jianan was naturally very happy to receive the invitation from Han Xun. He said: "Of course I like "The Rescue". The box office is not the goal of my filming."

Pure idealists are not willing to cater to the market dominated by money.

However, the capital is impetuous and real, including all audiences, they will walk into the cinema for the famous director, screenwriter, actors and warm and handsome stories.

"Queer Rescue" does not have any ability to attract capital.

It only attracted Han Xun, who came back from Huangquan Road and didn't want anyone to give up his life for the broken movie dream.

Wu Jian'an is stupid. In Han Xun's eyes, "The Rescue of the World" is not a script worth a life. However, he cannot ignore the last struggle of an idealist.

Han Xun said: "I finished reading the script last night. If I want to change it, "Peerless Rescue" will completely become my style, full of jokes and cold humor. Although there is a little bit of sadness in the process, but in the end The ending must be a cliché homecoming, because I never write tragedies, and audiences don't like tragedies."

Since he intends to try, Han Xun naturally wants to explain the situation.

Unexpectedly, Wu Jian'an didn't have the slightest intention to refute, nodded and smiled shyly, and said, "Yes, Teacher Han can make any changes, I have no objections."

Han Xun knew that he was eager to accept the script, but Han Xun ruthlessly woke up this simple man.

He said: "What I want to seek is not only Director Wu's opinion, but more importantly, the opinion of the screenwriter Zou Chunsheng. Even a screenwriter who has dropped a pick midway would not be willing to see his script changed beyond recognition by me. Director Wu You know, I am a screenwriter who has a copyright lawsuit, and I know very well that after making such a modification, Mr. Zou will have sufficient reasons to sue me and bring me more trouble."

Wu Jian'an suddenly explained in a panic, "Chunsheng will not sue Teacher Han. Actually, I was not ashamed to tell you yesterday that he likes your script very much, Teacher. He is not an irresponsible screenwriter, but he has no way to continue to modify the script. I also……"

He paused and said, "I can't force him to continue to change."

The script is difficult, and the time span is too long, which often wears down the confidence of the screenwriter.

Han Xun didn't intend to blame Zou Chunsheng for withdrawing midway, but said realistically: "The first condition for me to take over this script is to meet Zou Chunsheng in person. To modify his script, I must obtain his approval. If necessary, I will also sign an agreement with him to ensure that the modification of the script has been approved and approved by him."

Wu Jian'an's expression turned ugly immediately, and he said hesitantly, "Mr. Han, he may... be inconvenient."

Han Xun frowned, "What's wrong?"

Wu Jian'an clasped his hands tightly together, and said in pain, "Zou Chunsheng was found to have lymphoma and is currently being treated in the hospital."

It was about two days before Han Xun saw Zou Chunsheng.

He followed Wu Jian'an into the inpatient department of United Hospital. As soon as he reached the eleventh floor, he could see that the extra beds in the corridor were full of patients.

The entire floor of the hospital was filled with noisy coughing, conversations, and buzzing sounds. It was not a place suitable for patients to rest quietly. Everyone's face was full of haggardness.

Wu Jian'an led Han Xun into the ward familiarly. As soon as he entered, he could hear retro music. The only small TV on the wall in the ward was playing the never-ending Journey to the West.

Zou Chunsheng had an indwelling needle in his hand and was infusion.

He closed his eyes and breathed calmly. There were many small patches of purple on his cheeks, and his hair stood in stubble on his head, which was almost shaved.

A family member from the same ward came in, and said kindly to Wu Jianan: "You will look at his liquid later, it is almost finished, he fell asleep before the infusion, and the nurse didn't come, I came back and saw that the blood was flowing out and the needle was poured out. It was blocked, so the needle was changed again. You family members, please be careful, and take good care of the person who has just undergone chemotherapy."

"Thank you, okay, thank you." Wu Jianan was full of gratitude to the patient's family, looked up nervously at the infusion bottle, and then called out, "Chunsheng, Chunsheng."

Zou Chunsheng woke up with blank eyes, and after seeing Wu Jian'an, a weak smile appeared on his numb face.

"Director Wu, why are you here? How is the filming going, is it going well?"

Wu Jian'an rocked the bed for him, let him lean on it, and lied and said, "It's going well, don't worry."

Zou Chunsheng spoke slowly and said: "I remember a scene in the back, you said you want to change it, I thought about it for a long time, I think it is easy to break up, and it can't connect with the previous one, and there is..."

This is also a person who can't stop talking about the script.

Wu Jian'an interrupted him and said: "Don't think about it, take care of your illness, we have found the screenwriter who changed the script, and you definitely can't think of who he is!"

After speaking, he looked at Han Xun.

"Ms. Han, Han Xun. Chunsheng, we have invited Mr. Han to change the script for us!"

Zou Chunsheng thought that Wu Jian'an was speaking to comfort him, but when he raised his eyes, he saw clearly the stranger who followed Wu Jian'an.

An outstanding good-looking, he has seen countless times in news newspapers, gossip magazines, and online water areas.

He didn't know where the strength came from, and he lifted the quilt to stand up.

"Mr. Han, hello, Mr. Han, I, my name is Zou Chunsheng, and I am a screenwriter."

Zou Chunsheng was different from what Han Xun had imagined. His skinny face was full of smiles, and even though he was covered with the weakness of a patient, he spoke with vigor, unlike the one who wrote such a tragedy as "The Rescue of the World". people.

They sat in the noisy ward, discussing the script accompanied by the classic music of "Journey to the West".

When Han Xun expressed his thoughts, Zou Chunsheng and Wu Jian'an had exactly the same attitude.

Okay, great, listen to Teacher Han!

Even the expressions of the two are very similar, Han Xun once thought that they might be related by blood.

After being fully approved by the screenwriter of the original work, Han Xun also has some ideas about the revision of "The Rescue".

Before leaving, he still asked: "Why did you write a pure tragedy?"

Whether it is on the screen or realizing the dream of screenwriting, comedies are more popular.

Zou Chunsheng laughed embarrassingly, and said, "Mr. Han, I intended to write a sci-fi script that is grand, tragic, and thought-provoking, but the result is too weak. After writing it, nothing but misery is left."

Even when he was ill, Zou Chunsheng was very serious. He said: "So I hope that Mr. Han can save this movie, so that it will not only be miserable, but also have a more meaningful existence."

significance.

Han Xun has been looking for the meaning of script writing, making people laugh, bringing joy, inspiring people to forge ahead, and making money are all meanings.

But "Peerless Rescue" is different.

He originally thought that the original screenwriter was cynical and wrote all the futile struggles in the world into the script, just to laugh at all beings like ants from the perspective of God, and to shake the big tree.

However, when he walked out of the hospital, he only felt heavy.

The script that Zou Chunsheng wanted to write was a hope of firm belief in a desperate situation, but as the plot developed, he could not control the pessimism in his heart, which made the whole story irreversibly tragic like a giant ship crashing into an iceberg.

He does not believe that human beings can overcome fate, and prays that human beings can be strong and survive.

Contradictory thoughts made him follow his heart and create an extremely tragic tragedy, completely forgetting to put on a comedy shell.

It is easy to change to an optimistic theme movie, but it is difficult to retain Zou Chunsheng's contradictions and struggles.

The "Rescue of the World" in Han Xun's plan should be completely Zou Chunsheng's script, as Zou Chunsheng said with shining eyes - life is beautiful and precious, when the protagonists choose to give up such a precious and beautiful life, go Isn't it a very romantic thing to protect a more distant and beautiful future?

The protagonists are not brash enforcers, but a group of unsung heroes.

So, he wanted to put this story that had gone astray back on track.

Make it full of hope and vitality.

Xu Simiao waited at the entrance of the United Hospital all afternoon, until Han Xun was still in deep thought.

Standing handsomely in front of Han Xun, he put his index and middle fingers together, squeezed the other fingers, waved in front of Han Xun, and said, "Big screenwriter, guess what surprise I have prepared for you?"

When Han Xun came out of the hospital full of patients, when he saw Xu Simiao, his mood became extremely bad.

He was not in the mood to deal with Xu Simiao's whim teasing, even the dangling fingers in front of him felt an eyesore.

So, he looked directly at Xu Simiao's expectant eyes, and said ruthlessly: "I want to change the script, Xu Simiao, don't bother me anymore."