"You want to have a screenwriter?"

Shen Feng looked at Hu Fang, who had just returned from Cannes, this guy finally couldn't hold it back?

"Do you think this entry point will work?" Hu Fang looked at the boss a little nervously, although he was already a hot V in the entertainment industry and a guest of countless star directors, he was still trembling in the face of Shen Feng.

"Tell me why?" Shen Feng took a sip of tea and said lightly: "Want to save the shortage of good scripts in China?"

"Hey, hey, it's not that great. Hu Fang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said with a cheap smile: "You said that the film industry chain is too long, and the water is very deep, I feel that this entry point and pain point still has potential to be tapped, right?"

Shen Feng looked at Hu Fang in front of him again, and the once weak chicken had unconsciously grown into an independent idea, and I was very pleased.

"You may not know that there is a seven-story small building in Zuojiazhuang, Chaoyang District, which is specially used to house screenwriters, called Shangkang City Apartment, known as the prison for screenwriters!"

Hu Fang smiled: "The life inside is unimaginable to ordinary people, it is not only Vanity Fair, but also a prison for creation." A group of screenwriters of all sizes created in a closed manner there, and they couldn't go out to eat, drink and Lazar until the manuscript was delivered. ”

"The history of "Hero" and "The Devil is Coming" ...... Gao Manchu of "Two Families in Wenzhou...... There are also many screenwriters of popular online dramas now......"

Shen Feng leaned on the sofa, in all fairness, he really didn't know much about the entertainment industry, but he heard that the water was very deep, and there were all kinds of birds in the big forest, which was the reason why he was still waiting.

"Hey, some people can't get the right to be a gunslinger for life, someone makes a movie that is about to start filming but temporarily cancels the final manuscript fee and wastes it, and more vampires who plagiarize other people's scripts in exchange for survival manuscript fees......"

"In the past few months, I have been in contact with and chatted with them, and I can only sigh one sentence......"

"One will be a success, and ten thousand bones will wither!"

Hu Fang sighed, shook his head and said: "You haven't been to that place, the fart is a big place, crowded with large and small film and television companies, and throwing a potato from the office can hit a screenwriter's head." ”

Shen Feng was puzzled: "There is a hotel, why did you choose that place?"

"You don't know how messy this line is!" Hu Fang said helplessly: "The monthly rent of a suite is seven or eight thousand, usually 30 episodes of TV series, and a veteran can get it in three months, and a full 30,000 yuan can be done, right?"

"But do you know how hard it is to meet a screenwriter who can meet a deadline?"

"It's okay to delay the draft for ten days and half a month, many people can't stand it, and after taking 20% of the deposit, the world has evaporated!"

"There is even Party A who directly scolds the street: These grandsons are too bad and must be stared at. Whatever the scoundrels are, they are. ”

Shen Feng was a little surprised, didn't he claim that screenwriters are the most vulnerable group in the film and television industry chain?

"A few days ago, I drank with a screenwriter, his current boss is Li Yapeng's brother Li Yawei, who locked him in the building for more than two years, and now he hasn't held out a single notebook. ”

"I used to be a top student of classical philosophy in a 985 school, and I devoted myself to the screenwriting industry after graduation, but I found that the film and television company is the same as an institution?"

"Every day, I accompany the boss everywhere to socialize, see all kinds of wonders, drink from 11 o'clock to 10 o'clock at night, after serving the boss, I have to look at the plan and script dizzily, and put forward revisions......"

"After more than a year of doglegs, a director finally approached him to talk about the project, and at that time Du Le was crazy, thinking that the peak of his life was coming soon......"

"It turned out to be a gunman!"

Seeing that the boss was very interested, Hu Fang hurriedly took a sip of coffee and continued: "20,000 yuan per episode, to put it bluntly, well-known screenwriters get the project through relationships, and they can't do it themselves, and they are subcontracted to other small screenwriters, and they don't have the right to sign at all." ”

"Such a big screenwriter jargon is called meeting screenwriter. ”

Shen Feng smiled slightly, quite vivid.

"There's no way, the dog's legs have already worn out their bones in a year, and the gunman is the gunman, at least you can see the money back. ”

"After tossing for more than two years, I haven't seen a big job, all kinds of bullshit and bad things, and in my last anger, I moved out of the screenwriting building and decided to go it alone. ”

"At that time, I felt that Lao Tzu was liberated, the sky was high and the birds could fly, and the sea was wide and the fish jumped ......"

"But when it was his turn to face the director and the project, he really realized how bad this circle was!"

Hu Fang took a deep breath and said with emotion: "Proper survivor rule, the audience scolds a lot of bad dramas all day long, and the screenwriters are stupid, but no one knows that any work can be seen by people, no matter what platform, it is one in a hundred lucky people!"

"The mouths of producers and directors are the same as the crotch of their pants, they can be loosened when they see people, all kinds of tearing and all kinds of deception, and countless reasons give up halfway......"

"The most I've ever heard is actually ......"

"My cat is dead, and I'm not in the mood for the time being!"

Shen Feng was shocked, what the hell is this?

It wasn't until the seventh year that one of his works officially got investment, and it was finally broadcast on CCTV and became the first signed work. ”

"Just how many people are envious, jealous and hateful, the industry can be regarded as lucky, and I am drunk. ”

Hu Fang drank all the coffee and said indignantly: "This is really good, there are still a few bitter persecutions, more than 40 books have been boiled for more than ten years, what movies, TV series, stage plays, documentaries ......"

"So far, there is no right of authorship!"

"Forget if you don't have a name, you have settled the manuscript fee!"

Shen Feng shook his head, I really didn't expect the screenwriter to be like this?

"Last year, screenwriter Lao Shan met an opportunity to change careers, and a certain media asked him to be a director. For a 47-year-old, this may be the last chance in the workplace. ”

"He has been working at the desk for a long time, all kinds of frozen shoulder, cervical spondylosis, old and young, and he finally made up his mind under great pressure. ”

Suddenly, a director came to the door and promised to sign it no matter what. After hesitating for three months, he finally gritted his teeth and gave up the director and followed the director into the mountain. ”

"I was in a car accident in the middle and came back with a life. In the end, when all the materials were filmed and the editing began, the director was actually diagnosed with liver cancer and left in four months. ”

Hu Fang sighed: "At that time, I signed a contract with five payments, and I didn't get the final 20% as usual, but the old list has long been used to it, and no one complains, only complains about his bad life!"

"I have been in the circle for more than two years, and there is a strange logic in the film and television industry: no one can say what the quality of your work is, and people will believe it only if you come up with successful cases. ”

"But on the other hand, everyone doesn't give newcomers a chance, where are there successful cases?"

"Do you know what the first sentence of the teacher who teaches screenwriting at the university now tells the students?"

"To do the film industry, you must have the determination to be poor for ten years after graduation!"

"I just asked why?"

Shen Feng motioned to the secretary to get some ice to reduce the fire for this guy who was getting more and more excited the more he talked, and he could understand Hu Fang's feelings, after all, they were all peers engaged in content creation, and they empathized with many emotions.

If there is no goldfinger, now the nonsense movie is still a turtle, and maybe he has given up changing careers.

This is the naked reality!

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