Screenwriter Lin is a hard worker.

He brushes dishes, does odd jobs, and lives in the basement, but he is still a hard-working screenwriter.

This is a fact that no one can deny - parents are on top, ID cards are on top.

Because of this, the last script that screenwriter Lin took and delivered to various companies completely incorporated his own emotions, especially the most realistic description of the envy of the little people to the big stars.

On Monday morning, screenwriter Lin appeared at the door of the Beijing Blu-ray Culture Company half an hour early in wearing cheap but neat clothes and carrying the script.

At half past seven, the company hadn't come to work yet.

As a pen stick, screenwriter Lin has the habit of observing life, he walks back and forth at the door of the company, looking in along the glass door, the bright office space, neatly placed materials, and the promotional posters hanging on the wall.

Well, that's a poster of Zhang Zhonghui and Gan Jing facing each other on the rooftop, right?

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

Screenwriter Lin was trying to see the handwriting on the poster on the wall through the glass when he was shouted by the person behind him, his heart trembled, and he quickly showed a flattering smile.

"Hello, hello, Mr. Gan Jing asked me to read the script today, I am screenwriter Lin. ”

"Okay, I've been notified. I'll swipe the card, please come in. ”

Screenwriter Lin obediently followed the staff of Blu-ray Culture inside, and after he entered the door, he saw the handwriting on the poster as he wished - "Infernal Affairs" box office 980 million.

980 million, a really surprising and sighing number.

Screenwriter Lin couldn't help but say to the young lady at the front desk who received him: "It's a pity, it's just 20 million to break 1 billion!"

The young lady at the front desk showed a polite smile, and she had no feeling for another person who saw the poster and sighed to herself like that, almost everyone who came here had to say it again!

Screenwriter Lin sat in the reception room and looked out through the blinds, and the blue light in Beijing was when he clocked in to work, and he silently counted that almost everyone came in with a smile - a smile full of vitality.

"If I could have a movie with a box office of nearly 1 billion, I would laugh every day. Screenwriter Lin muttered envy.

At eight o'clock in the morning, a visitor came in the reception room again, but it was a theater manager.

"Where is the senior brother?" the manager is a self-acquaintance, and after he sat down, he happily asked Screenwriter Lin.

"Hey, a little screenwriter, I came to Mr. Gan today to talk about the script. Screenwriter Lin replied truthfully.

The theater manager's eyes lit up: "Let's talk about the script with Mr. Gan, hey, that's humble, Mr. Gan is really difficult to meet and make an appointment." ”

Screenwriter Lin was skeptical when he heard this, but he couldn't help but smile on his face.

At a quarter past eight, the agent He Yue took screenwriter Lin to push open the chairman's office, and Gan Jing and Pang Xiaobo, who was not willing to be lonely, had just arrived here.

"Lin Bian, sit. Gan Jing is addressed by profession rather than by name, although the two are similar.

This time in the chairman's office is not coffee, but tea.

Screenwriter Lin sat on the sofa a little apprehensively, and Pang Xiaobo, who was walking around the office in amazement, looked a little excited.

"If you want to wander around, go outside, I'll have to talk to people about the script. Gan Jing first took the script handed over by Screenwriter Lin, and then wanted to drive Pang Xiaobo out.

"You talk, you talk, I'll listen. Speaking of which, although I studied acting, I really didn't use it at all. Hey, why did I want to go to Chinese opera at that time? It's really ......" Pang Xiaobo shook his head again and again, feeling a little emotional about the choice he made when he was young.

Gan Jing didn't answer, but just signaled Screenwriter Lin to wait patiently.

Generally speaking, a movie script is only tens of thousands of words, and it can only be dozens of pages when replaced by an electronic document, and just a cursory glance will not delay too much time.

Tick, tick, tick.

Time passed minute by minute, screenwriter Lin observed the face of Gan Jing on the seat inside the desk, his heart was full of uneasiness, he didn't lie last night, if this script was not used, he would really go back to his hometown.

On the contrary, Gan Jing looked at it very quickly, and his face did not change much, and it was difficult to judge whether it was good or bad.

Half an hour passed.

In this half hour, Gan Jing read the script, screenwriter Lin watched Gan Jing read the script, Pang Xiaobo looked at the filing cabinet, took pictures, and played with his mobile phone, and spent a strange quiet time in the office.

"I'm done, I have an idea for you to hear. ”

Gan Jing's voice as he closed the script made Screenwriter Lin and Pang Xiaobo turn their gaze to the face of the office owner.

"Good, good. Screenwriter Lin startled himself as soon as he opened his mouth, and his voice was extremely hoarse because of nervousness.

"I said two words when you introduced it last night, in contrast, your script starts from ordinary people or from your own experience, and with the situation, ordinary people and celebrities intersect, well, this is a very normal method. Gan Jing slowed down, "I want to know, if you mind playing something different." ”

"No, it's different?" Screenwriter Lin was very anxious, Made, I'm here, you can finish it all at once if you want to play!

"Shoot the story of an ordinary person, don't let these two lines intersect, the star character in the movie has always appeared in the movie through the TV screen or tape recorder, he does not enter the life of the protagonist, and is a mirror in the eyes of the audience. ”

"The protagonist is an ordinary man, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, life trivialities, pressure, predicament, envy of celebrities or envy of money, stars mean that they are quite rich to a certain extent. ”

Gan Jing reasoned his thoughts: "But if you want to shoot like this, the box office market may not buy it, you can consider putting it on the online platform, as a channel product for our company to cooperate with the video website, this belongs to the later stage, let's not talk about it for the time being." ”

Screenwriter Lin thought for a while and said, "If the two lines don't intersect, what's the point of putting them together." ”

Gan Jing looked at Screenwriter Lin with a look at the sand sculpture: "Isn't this the most basic montage? The two lines do not intersect, but they can be dealt with by film and television techniques. ”

Screenwriter Lin lowered his head in shame: "I haven't thought about it." ”

"Now give you five minutes to think about it, and forget it if it doesn't work. Gan Jing said kindly.

"I agree. "Screenwriter Lin completed the five-minute workload in one second, which shows that he is a diligent screenwriter.

Gan Jing nodded with satisfaction, stretched out his hand and handed the script to Screenwriter Lin: "Rewrite it." ”

Screenwriter Lin rubbed the script, and suddenly felt that according to what Gan Jing said, it didn't seem to be a bad thing, isn't the life of an ordinary man what he is good at?

"Uh, Mr. Gan. Screenwriter Lin learned the title of the theater manager in the reception room, "Are there any specific requirements?"

Gan Jing tapped the table with his fingers and muttered for a moment: "It's a theme - some people live in high-rise buildings, some people are in deep ditches, some people are shining, and some people are rusty." There are thousands of people in the world, and the clouds do not go to seek, and if the people are rainbows, they will know that there is one above. ”

Screenwriter Lin hurriedly took out a pen and wrote it down carefully.

Gan Jing thought for a while, and then said: "Or, some people wander the rivers and lakes, some people study hard, some people flatter, some people have long been numb, some people hate the poor and love the rich, some people are mercenary, some people are calculating, and some people don't care. ”

Screenwriter Lin said while remembering: "It's quite rhyming. ”

"Well, it can be used as a theme song, but it doesn't just follow that. Gan Jing got up from his seat and finally concluded, "The trivial things of the stars on the TV are reported over and over again, and the turbulence in the hearts of ordinary people is surging but no one knows about it, that's all." ”

Screenwriter Lin was a little confused, how many themes are this? Who can withstand such a proposition like you?