It is said that eating a trench grows a wisdom.

Could it be that the ancients were talking nonsense?

Chen Wuer's bleak life comes from his street fighting films one after another.

Wan Xiaofeng thought that after going through so many things, he would change.

At the very least, you can think a little about the market demand while sticking to your own artistic creation.

However, he was wrong!

And it's a big mistake!

"Grab your script, wash and sleep!"

Wan Xiaofeng didn't even have the mood to complain about him.

There is really a tendon in this world who will not stop if he doesn't play himself to death.

The sentence "bullshit is not" is like a bolt from the blue for Chen Wuer.

He froze in place and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Wan Xiaofeng saw his depressed appearance, and he couldn't bear it.

Got up and walked over to the table and patted him on the shoulder.

"Go back and revise it well, and show it to me when it's done." ”

Chen Wu'er came back to his senses.

"What's wrong? I think it's my best, most artistic work. ”

Wan Xiaofeng slapped his face and spread his hand again.

"That's right, here's the problem! It's what you think, not what I think, not what the audience thinks. ”

Chen Wuer clenched his fists and said unfairly:

"But isn't art all about the self?"

Wan Xiaofeng sighed.

"You're wrong, it's not called art if it's too self-ego, it's called self-esteem!"

"I'll give you an analogy. ”

Wan Xiaofeng patiently explained to him.

"Mr. Miller's "Movement to Winter", do you think it sounds good?"

Millet is the most famous musician in the world, and he is about the same status as Beethoven and other gods in his previous life.

His music is everywhere.

For example, your phone's original ringtone.

The opening song of the weather forecast.

Background music for various advertisements......

Chen Wuer looked at Wan Xiaofeng suspiciously, and replied calmly.

"Sounds good. ”

"So, what does he want to express in this movement?"

"Unyielding and resisting. ”

"Do you know this from other sources, or do you hear it yourself. ”

"Of course I heard it myself. ”

Chen Wu'er looked smug because he understood the master's art.

Wan Xiaofeng gave him a roll of his eyes.

"Elementary school students can hear it, what are you proud of?"

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

Chen Wuer couldn't figure out which one Wan Xiaofeng sang.

What does Master Miller have to do with making his own films?

Wan Xiaofeng took a sip of tea and said without hurrying or slowing:

"I would say that true art is to simplify the complex, not to reduce the complex. ”

Just like the music of Master Mile, his purpose is not to pretend to hide profoundly, but to tell what he wants to express in people's ears in a musical way, even an ordinary person can understand the truth. ”

"And if you look at your script again, I think it's a profound pretend, and I can't understand your story in the end. ”

Wan Xiaofeng stretched out his hands and expressed his deep helplessness.

"Remember, it's okay to be subtle, but don't keep digging holes and burying yourself until others find out. ”

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Chen Wu'er left, with a question mark full of heads.

Wan Xiaofeng didn't know if he would figure it out.

I really don't want him to figure it out.

Because if he understands, he will know that everything is Wan Xiaofeng's nonsense, so as to lure his movies to be more commercial.

Chen Wu'er left, and Xu Lang came.

He brought a document and wanted Wan Xiaofeng to sign it.

"Didn't you say that don't come to me in general, you decide everything in the company?"

Xu Lang, the man with glasses, helped his eyes and threw the document on the table.

"But I think it's a big deal, and this agreement is useless without your signature. ”

What kind of will happen to a company that is not big or small.

The film production project is currently only the one that Chen Wuer is about to start.

As for the publicity and distribution business of the original "Feixiang Pictures", I didn't understand it, so I packaged it all to Xu Liang.

Wan Xiaofeng picked up the contract on the table, took a sip of tea, and opened it casually.

"Poof......

The tea that had just been eaten was directly spewed out, and all of it fell on Xu Lang on the opposite side.

Wan Xiaofeng hurriedly pulled out a few pieces of paper and handed them to him.

Sao Rui Sao Rui, excited for a while, didn't keep his mouth shut. ”

Xu Lang wiped his face fiercely, and then crumpled the tissue into a ball and threw it into the trash.

"Tell me what you think, to sign or not to sign. ”

"Of course, sign it. ”

Wan Xiaofeng didn't say a word, picked up the pen, brushed it a few times, and signed the agreement.

This kind of good thing to make a lot of money, can you not sign it?

"But glasses! It's not easy for you to make such a big deal by sneaking around!"

Xu Lang continued to push down his glasses and said lightly:

"Nothing is not easy, I chatted with each other casually, and after getting an agreement and sending it to the other party, they agreed. ”

"That's it...... It's as simple as that?"

"Hmm!"

Xu Lang replied lightly, put away the contract casually, and left Wan Xiaofeng's office.

Looking at his tall back, Wan Xiaofeng really wanted to go up and hug him and kiss him if it wasn't for gender considerations.

"Rich, rich!"

The agreement just now is a cooperation agreement between "Dream Flying" and "AMC", the largest cinema company in the United States.

That is, from today, "Dream Flying" has the ability to be distributed overseas.

It also represents that "Dream Flying" has become the third film company in China with overseas distribution capabilities.

This is a business that can make money while lying down.

Wan Xiaofeng suddenly thought of being excluded at the premiere of "Bright Moon Knife" that day.

"Yesterday you ignored me, and now you can't afford to climb high. ”

With this agreement, the Sprinkle family is waiting for you to come and lick me!

......

"Dream Flying" Deputy General Office.

Xu Lang picked up the phone and pressed an overseas long distance.

After the phone was connected, a feminine voice came from the other side.

"Xiao Lang, don't you know that it's night in the United States now, and it's not a gentleman's job to disturb other people's rest. ”

Xu Lang ignored him, but said to himself:

"My boss has signed an agreement, and we can talk about the next part of the partnership. ”

The other end of the phone laughed.

"You broken company, what is there to talk about, if it weren't for your face, who would take care of a small company with a little-known name, and you still want to talk to me about a share?"

"So you don't have to talk about it, do you?"

Xu Lang hung up the phone without hesitation, but he didn't leave.

I stayed in front of the phone like this, and after waiting for less than half a minute, the phone rang again.

Xu Lang waited for the phone to call a few more times before he slowly mentioned it.

"Don't you talk about it?"

The other end of the line was visibly soft.

"Okay, I'll serve you, make an appointment, I'll take the team to lie down in Huaxia. ”

"You set the time, we can do it at any time. ”

The two discussed some details again, and Xu Lang hung up the phone.

......

The other side of the ocean.

In a luxurious bedroom.

Daisy, who was wearing a silk nightdress, sat cross-legged on the bed with her slender and fair thighs for two days.

Looking at the phone in his hand, listening to the sound of "beep ......" inside.

"What kind of person can convince such a proud guy as you?"

"What a curiosity, my brother!"

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