Rebirth to dominate the film and television industry

Everyone is full of mysterious trust in Han Xun.

But Han Xun was so busy that he was almost bald in order to revise a suitable script.

"The Rescue" has none of the elements of a best-selling movie.

There is no hero and no love, only a firm move forward with numb vision, and all sacrifices are just for an illusory hope.

And this hope, there is a dark line in the script, the scientist who was finally rescued is still unable to save the world.

The equipment is completely destroyed, the assistant is sacrificed, and the data stored by the brain needs a complex recognition program to call.

It is simply impossible to solve all problems with one person's knowledge and strength.

The characters in "The World's Rescue" do not have super powers or ecstasy, they are just ordinary human beings with pure and persistent souls.

The absurd yet realistic tragedy tells the whole world that the future you are waiting for is ultimately a joke.

Han Xun changed every plot, every line had to be carefully considered, and he was extremely hesitant to write. He even felt that Wu Jianan's 11-minute edit was the soul of the script.

Perhaps it is more accurate to call "Ineffective Rescue" for such a tragedy.

Hope, future, and life are no longer important. In the face of ruthless disasters, human struggles are all in vain.

The collective death of the protagonists brought back another kind of despair. Even Han Xun couldn't get rid of the pressure brought by the script. He was in a trance from top to bottom, and it became difficult to breathe.

Later, Han Xun chose an easy way.

Instead of a tragic tragedy, watch a funny short video on the Internet.

Emotions switched back and forth between great sorrow and great joy, and finally overwhelmed the heavy fear in his heart.

Zou Chunsheng is a potential screenwriter. If he hadn't been ill, maybe it would be more appropriate for him to revise the script. He is no more aware of the scale and severity than the original author. Stay on track.

Zou Chunsheng wants to express the preciousness of life, but the successive deaths can only make people feel scared.

Han Xun spent a lot of time and finally gave "Peerless Rescue" a warm framework.

The whole script is not as full of death and darkness as it was originally.

The story is still the story of moving forward for the slim hope regardless of the cost, but everyone in it has found their own destination.

Life or death, their existence will awaken the warmth wrapped in ice in human nature.

Han Xun liked the pink flowers growing on the wasteland in the original ending of "Ineffective Rescue".

It represents the ruthless nature, which breeds everything and destroys everything at will.

However, in his rewritten "The Rescue of the World", he specially wrote a red rose flower.

The bright red flowers bloom like the "roses" that represent romantic love on the market, just like the only red dress in Schindler's list, and the only red flag on the dark green military uniform.

It's just this strong color that can make people feel the luck and beauty of being alive amidst sorrow.

Han Xun, who escaped from the bottom of the abyss of death, was relaxed.

He looked at his revised script from beginning to end, and his soul was full of clamor for sharing, as if he had been released from prison.

So, Han Xun called and made an appointment with Wu Jianan to meet Zou Chunsheng with his new script.

Unexpectedly, Zou Chunsheng was transferred to another hospital.

On the second day after Han Xun visited him, Zou Chunsheng was transferred from a general second-level hospital to a third-level tumor hospital.

Wu Jian'an waited for Han Xun at the entrance of the hospital, and said excitedly: "Mr. Xu helped to contact the tumor hospital after knowing Chunsheng's situation, invited experts to consult, and even applied for a single ward for Chunsheng. Now the treatment conditions and environment are very good. It's much better, everyone is refreshed, and I was free to write poems two days ago. Teacher Han, thank you so much."

Han Xun did not expect Xu Simiao to do this kind of charity.

He didn't know anything about it, let alone accept the thank you cheekily.

Han Xun said: "Mr. Xu's good deeds, you go to thank him, it's none of my business."

Wu Jian'an smiled shyly and nodded, not knowing that the two were in a state of cold war, and simply thought that Han Xun was too embarrassed to disclose his relationship with Xu Simiao.

So, he smiled and agreed: "Yes, yes, I thank Mr. Xu and Mr. Han, you are all Chunsheng's great benefactors!"

Wu Jian'an's enthusiasm for his benefactor was unbearable. Along the way, he was beaming and praised the medical conditions of the cancer hospital. From the doctor to the aunt in the cafeteria, everyone received the anonymous good friend card sent by him.

For Han Xun, the hardware conditions of the new hospital are indeed much better.

The corridors are clean and spacious, the windows are bright and clean, and it is very quiet.

Walking into the ward, I saw Zou Chunsheng leaning on the bed reading a book.

It was a collection of Wang Guozhen's poems, and the plain back page clearly printed "There is no mountain higher than a man, and no road longer than a foot".

"Mr. Han." Seeing them coming, Zou Chunsheng put down his book, lifted the quilt with a smile, and got up.

Wu Jian'an went up to him nervously, and said, "Lie down, lie down, you've only been there for a few days, if you rest more, you might be able to leave the hospital earlier."

His words were completely comforting, but Zou Chunsheng's thin face showed a smile.

"It would be nice if I could be discharged from the hospital earlier." He said, sat back and leaned on the bed. Days of chemotherapy made him even more haggard, but he was in good spirits.

The single ward is quiet and clean, and Han Xun no longer has to discuss scripts amidst loud background music and chatting and joking.

This time, his volume could be lowered, and he talked about his changes to "The Rescue of the World" in detail, and then left the script for Zou Chunsheng to read slowly.

Han Xun said: "If you have any questions or thoughts, you can contact me immediately. This is only a first draft, and many details have not had time to dig deep. I try to keep the picture you want to express, but there may be omissions. Just tell me what you want to add, and we can discuss it together.”

This may be the most tolerant moment in Han Xun's life to outsiders. The script he wrote, no matter if it is a director or an actor, no matter who he is, as long as he cannot be persuaded, Han Xun will never change a single word. They don't even give each other a good face.

Now, he is willing to listen to Zou Chunsheng's opinion.

Because "Peerless Rescue" was supposed to be Zou Chunsheng's script, he only made a little modification.

Zou Chunsheng took the script and nodded excitedly. He couldn't wait to open Han Xun's revised version and immerse himself in the brand new story world.

He only turned a few pages, then suddenly looked up again, looking at Han Xun in a daze.

Han Xun frowned. He did make a lot of revisions to the beginning. Judging by Zou Chunsheng's expression, he should be dissatisfied with the beginning.

So he asked softly: "What's the matter? If you have an opinion, just say it. It's still early today, and we can discuss it slowly."

Zou Chunsheng shook his head, feeling hesitant for a while, "There's nothing wrong, very good, Mr. Han's revision is great. It's just the beginning, I seem to have seen the floating city in my imagination, and these lines are better than my original version. More mature, this is what a 40-year-old soldier looks like!"

After five years of waiting for the timer to reset, everything had to be restarted from the most basic script. Zou Chunsheng seemed to glow with new vitality, talking excitedly about every scene written by Han Xun.

It was a scene designed by Zou Chunsheng, but it became reasonable under Han Xun's modification.

He could even imagine - a group of ordinary and ordinary soldiers, going to the battlefield with full discipline, with no return date.

Maybe he was too excited, Zou Chunsheng's tone of speaking would change with different characters.

It was the first time for Han Xun to see a patient whose cheeks were flushed when he was speaking. After drinking several large glasses of water, he couldn't stop his dry mouth and tongue from continuing to talk.

Before leaving, Zou Chunsheng seemed reluctant to leave, and said with expectant eyes: "If Mr. Han is free, let's talk about the script, and let's talk about other things if we don't talk about "Peerless Rescue"."

Can get the approval of the original screenwriter.

Han Xun was finally freed from self-torture. It is a pity that the tragedy turned into a great perfection, but Zou Chunsheng's excitement was not fake, and he felt much better.

He said goodbye to Wu Jian'an, walked leisurely along the street outside the hospital, and did not intend to take a taxi back to the hotel.

Locked in the room all day long, Han Xun hasn't felt the excitement of the crowds on the street for a long time.

There is a lot of traffic on the side of the street, and there are narrow street light boxes along the way. Some small advertisements for infertility treatment and plastic surgery occupy the entire street. Going forward, he can still see "I don't want to go to work" The promotional poster is stuck alone in the light box that no one cares about. The upper right corner is still slightly curled. It can be seen that the maintainer of the light box is too lazy to remove it.

Han Xun found it very interesting.

Walking aimlessly relieved his long tense nerves.

Writing a script is a happy and hard work, but changing the script is completely torture and torture to the soul.

Now, the torture given to him by "The Rescue of the World" has temporarily come to an end. As long as he slightly corrects the details and waits for Zou Chunsheng's new suggestion, the script will be completed soon.

Whether he is popular or not, whether the box office is high or not has nothing to do with him.

Han Xun just likes such a script, and he doesn't want Wu Jian'an and Zou Chunsheng to practice hard because a tragic story becomes a new tragedy.

That's it.

Han Xun went from dusk to night, and the lights on both sides of the road were lit up, shrouded in dim and warm light.

He walked outside a huge archway street and found a retro style commercial street.

There are low two-story pavilions on both sides of the street, and the ground is inlaid with stone slabs, like a pure urban land.

It's a pity that there are too many people who come for a walk.

He casually walked in trustingly, and sat down in a shop that was pleasing to the eye.

This seems to be a water bar that invites resident singers, and by the way, provides evening refreshments for guests to kill time.

Han Xun leaned against the edge of the carved window and turned his head to look at the young resident singer who played and sang on the small stage in the center of the store.

With his slender neck up, he sang low-key and melodious music softly, plucking the silver strings of the guitar with his knuckle fingers, dressed in a clean shirt and jeans, very cute.

Han Xun ordered a glass of orange juice and a plate of waffles, and listened while eating.

The young man turned the strings and began to sing a romantic love song again, which drew warm applause from the customers in the shop.

When the waffles were almost finished, a tall man came in front of Han Xun.

The lights in the store are dim, and the only bright place is the resident singer on the stage.

Han Xun thought it was a guest looking for a companion, so he stopped by his side for a while, but this person asked softly, "Is there anyone here?"

Han Xun has heard this kind of table-sharing conversation countless times. The business in the store is very good, but it is not necessary to grab his corner seat by the window.

He was just about to point to the empty table near the middle of the stage and send someone away, but when he looked up, he was stunned.

"Is there anyone?" the man asked with a confused expression.

"No... nobody."

Then the man sat down.

Once the line of sight was level, Han Xun, who thought he was hallucinating, was sure that this person was Xu Simiao.

His hair was neatly trimmed, his shirt was buttoned to the top, and he was wearing a sweater with vertical stripes. His wrists were clean, without expensive watches as embellishments, and his usually blinding diamond sleeves The buckle no longer exists, and it is too plain to be like me.

Xu Simiao sat down, summoned the waiter, what he wanted, and then looked at the singing stage, as if he was just a stranger sharing a table, waiting for the food while bored, listening to music to pass the time.

After noticing Han Xun's suspicious gaze, Xu Simiao turned around and said apologetically, "If you don't mind, I'll change the table, but the empty table over there is too close to the stereo, so it's a bit noisy."

The reason was very good, and Han Xun didn't know what he was thinking.

But Xu Simiao didn't say honey, baby, questioning in a strange way, and the time bomb in Han Xun's heart was quiet and didn't detonate.

"do not mind."

After finishing speaking, Han Xun stopped looking at him, and turned to look at the resident boy playing the guitar on the stage.

And Xu Simiao also turned his head, appreciating the soft singing attentively.

The two were extremely silent, sitting at this table just because they met by chance.

It wasn't until Han Xun was full and ready to leave that Xu Simiao stood up, stretched out his right hand to him, and said, "Friend, I think we meet by chance, so we should get to know each other. Hello, my name is Daniel."

"Oh, hello." Han Xun didn't know which set he was acting in, so he didn't shake his hand. "This name seems familiar."

"Yeah." Xu Simiao smiled slightly, "This is a popular name. Nine out of ten men's English names are named Daniel."

"So that's the case." Han Xun nodded, "Let's talk about it next time, Daniel."

After speaking, he left gracefully and went back to the hotel to change the script.

In the following days, Han Xun stayed behind closed doors, straightened out "The Rescue of the World" completely, and handed it over to Zou Chunsheng for the final draft.

The original screenwriter's evaluation of Han Xun is always good, just write it like this, without any objection.

The script was finalized, and the crew resumed work very quickly.

This time, the crew of "The Rescue of the World" was beaming everywhere, and the remaining staff looked at Han Xun as if they were looking at the savior.

With good looks and talented capital, he single-handedly saved this nearly aborted project, which can be called the rescue of the century in "Master Rescue".

Moreover, when Han Xun came, the crew could eat three meats, one vegetable and soup!

Who could not be grateful!

The staff huddled together with boxed lunches at lunch time and were moved.

"I cried, what a qualitative leap this is."

"I feel like I got rich overnight, and got a lot of money!"

"Why is it also a box lunch, but this time it's so delicious!"

"We seem to have escaped, hahaha."

"We did escape from disaster, hahaha!"

As a part of the crew who are used to being poor, everyone is in a good state of mind. They look at Han Xun as if they are looking at moving renminbi. Everyone greets with a smile, "Mr. Han is good" and "Mr. Han has worked hard", especially The enthusiasm is very real!

In their hearts, Han Xun is like a god, and they can't exaggerate it.

"Teacher Han can turn decay into magic with just one pen, and can fly to the sky and escape the earth with a touch of dragon's eye, and do whatever he wants!"

That is the magic pen Ma Liang.

"Mr. Han's tongue-in-cheek battle against the Confucian scholars, and his skills beat the Seven Heroes to keep the magical setting of "Green Forest Heroes". Otherwise, how could such a classic drama be born!"

That is Zhuge Liang.

"Ms. Han has a handsome appearance, fair skin, and even hair is so thick and black, I don't know what maintenance to do to be like him."

Please ask an internet celebrity who sells skin care products.

Han Xun knew how the unreliable speculation on the Internet came about. It turned out to be the real brain circuit of the people.

He thought he was a full-time online sailor, and deliberately made up some fanciful words to catch people's attention. He didn't expect that even the crew would be so unreliable and praise him like a god.

Wherever he went, he could hear whispers, and the words that floated over always contained the keyword "Mr. Han".

Seeing him coming from a distance, the staff exclaimed again, and shouted with joy, "Hello, Teacher Han!"

With a radius of 20 meters, everyone paid attention to him.

After listening too much, Han Xun thought that he was a glorious teacher of the people, and the crew was full of students brought out by him.

Fortunately, the staff chatted during the breaks, and they were very serious about their work.

The entire studio is covered with green screens, and 99% of the scenes have to be completed in a piece of green.

It was the first time for Han Xun to watch this kind of shooting, his eyes were full of green and green, and he felt a headache.

The casting of actors is not bad, they can endure hardships and are willing to study hard.

Even though many scenes were shot for nothing because of the revision of the script, they had no complaints when they were asked to do it all over again.

After all, the members who had complaints had already left, and the rest of them were obsessed with wanting to see this magnificent work as it was completed.

Sci-fi filming depends entirely on the imagination of the actors. With a green screen in front of them, one must see the vast starry sky, the devastated earth, collapsed buildings and birds and beasts out of thin air.

Therefore, the most difficult part of "The Rescue of the World" is not the shooting, but the post-production special effects.

The "latest" special effects technology selected in the past five years is already a bit rough and outdated, and cannot meet the picture requirements of today's movies.

"Peerless Rescue" had to change to a special effects company, but couldn't find a suitable one.

This matter has nothing to do with Han Xun, but the producer Xie Chengye still has no hesitation to find Teacher Han, who knows everything, to discuss it.

He said: "We have looked for many companies to see the effect, but they are not very good, or... too expensive."

Even with the support of Ross Investment and Angus Film and Television, Producer Xie still didn't dare to make a big splash.

Cheap is not good, and expensive is not necessarily good. The sample short films given by domestic special effects companies are all good, but it is unknown whether they can complete a feature-length special effect of up to 2 hours.

He wants to hear the opinion of an expert.

What kind of expert is Han Xun? In his two lifetimes, he has never made a green-screen movie with green eyes shining throughout.

However, the entire production team looked at him, eyes full of trust and expectation, waiting for him to speak.

It seems that Han Xun is a great Luo Jinxian, proficient in spells, and can conjure up a high-quality and cheap special effects company from his pocket with his hand, and make world-class special effects for "The Rescue" in minutes.

"……I'll ask."

Han Xun couldn't bear to reject a group of guys who had pure expectations for him. After all, he was Teacher Han who could call wind and rain, bring the dead back to life, turn stones into gold, and transform people into living beings.