Chapter 342: Aunt Jin

"I've suffered too many setbacks for the movie dream, I'm so miserable, how to say it in English"

“i ove you。 ”

"Bi, I ove you, I really can't hold on anymore. ”

"Mao, I'm also ove you, but I believe that we will definitely achieve our dreams. ”

"But we couldn't find investors"

"It's okay, I'm an investor, I want to say sorry to you, in fact, I'm the son of a big family"

"Oh, Bi, you lied to me"

"Oh, Mao, I didn't mean to, can you forgive me"

vomit

Well, the above is purely Zhou Jin's brain supplement.

But he felt that when Director Mao knew that Director Bi's family background was so hanging, he must be in the same mood as the heroine of the idol drama.

The former difficult brother suddenly turned into the second generation, and then took out millions of dollars to make movies for him every minute.

This kind of good thing is just like Zhou Jin meeting Liu Sisi, who is not famous.

Anyway, Director Mao, who got the investment, was full of spirits and sent the script to Zhou Jin in a hurry.

Zhou Jin spent about a day reading the script of the pen fairy hitting the disc fairy, and he almost wanted to hit the wall.

The plot goes something like this:

Once upon a time, there were two bear children, who didn't sleep at night and ran to play games in school, and they also played with pen fairies and disc fairies.

Later, the male protagonist engaged in real estate and was going to demolish the school, and it happened that the female protagonist was always seeing ghosts, so the male protagonist thought about fighting poison with poison, organized a group of classmates, and ran to the school to play ghost games.

In order to protect the school, Die Immortal and Pen Immortal chose to merge and wiped out this group.

Of course, the final ending is that the heroine wakes up and finds that all this is a dream of her own.

It's also very characteristic of the Celestial Empire.

Zhou Jin speculated that Director Mao may have written such a script to express his dissatisfaction with the real estate company and call on people to protect rural schools.

But that doesn't stop it from being a downright bad movie.

At night, both sides of Houhai become more and more lively.

The embroidered spring knife was in business for a few months, and with its unique martial arts style, as well as the appeal of the boss and the proprietress of the boss, the business gradually stabilized.

Frequent guests know that Liu Sisi doesn't come out much, but Zhou Jin often comes to wander.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and I'm filming again"

"Yes, I just came back from a movie. ”

"When will it be released?"

"You will support more next year. ”

After a while with a few regular customers, Zhou Jin went to the private room on the second floor, and Director Mao was already waiting there.

"How about it, have you read the script, I think the actor is none other than you, are you interested?"

"Tsk, let's talk about this later," Zhou Jin sat down opposite him and changed the subject, "What about Director Bi, how is his film?"

"In preparation, but don't worry about it, he played the male lead by himself," after a pause, Director Mao sighed a little, "I really can't imagine it, he hid it from me so hard." ”

"Good things are grinding, it's good to get used to it," Zhou Jin couldn't help laughing, feeling that according to Mao Dao's brain circuit, this stimulation was nothing.

After the pen fairy hits the disc fairy is released, the box office and word-of-mouth come out, and that is really exciting.

But for the sake of friends, Zhou Jin had to pull him up.

"Let me give you an opinion," Zhou Jin put his arm around his shoulder, "Art, in the end, is humanistic care, and those bells and whistles are not beautiful." ”

"So your idea," Zhou Jin gestured, "Can you raise it a little higher?"

It's kind of a fig leaf for a big bad movie.

Director Mao didn't understand too much, "How else can you make up your mind?"

"For example, during the Anti-Japanese War, the villagers were caught by devils and killed in the elementary school, and the old lady who escaped by luck wandered around the school every night with a shovel, digging up their bones, coughing, coughing."

"The little girl in the flower dress, crying and calling for grandma, but she is wearing the clothes of more than a hundred years ago, grandma, grandma"

", don't say it," just imagining that picture, Director Mao was a little creepy.

People who engage in art have a strong imagination and are willing to believe that what they imagine is real.

What's more, it was Mao Dao, who had a clear brain circuit, and he was a little trembling when he substituted himself into that environment.

"This air conditioner, cough, it's too much," Director Mao snatched the remote control, adjusted the temperature to 27 degrees, and then couldn't help but say: "When did you have such a talent for making horror movies?"

Zhou Jin waved his hand, "I've just read a little more of these materials recently, believe me, that period of history is more terrifying than horror movies." ”

"How do you hear this familiarly," Director Mao muttered, "It seems that a screenwriter told me this before"

"Hmm," Zhou Jin took a sip of the drink casually.

During this time, he has been paying attention to Guo Ke's progress, but there is not much he can do.

Now, he is already a mature person, which is very different from when he accompanied Chen Yang back to his hometown.

I can't use the money to buy a house to invest thirty-two.

What's more, he is not very optimistic about how much influence Thirty-Two can have.

Of course, documentaries have to be made, and forgetting history is tantamount to betrayal.

But in these years of entertainment to death, how many people are willing to learn about these painful pasts.

Close your eyes and pretend you don't see it, and you can act as if nothing happened.

Zhou Jin is a person who likes to reflect, and he also has a bold idea these days:

Can you use the form of entertainment to package those serious content?

It's a pity that his ability is limited, and his idea is just an idea.

"Hey, I remembered," Director Mao suddenly patted his thigh, "Aunt Jin also told me this." ”

Zhou Jin looked at him strangely, "Aunt Jin, your aunt"

"No, a screenwriter in the country of sticks, we forgot that she was the screenwriter in the last movie. ”

"Oh" Zhou Jin remembered and gave a thumbs up, "Auntie is awesome." ”

The brain circuit is clearer than that of Mao Dao.

Director Mao said: "It's awesome, it's a pity that she refused to help me write the script and got a comfort women-themed movie, anyway, I don't have a cold"

"Poof"

Zhou Jin almost sprayed him with a mouthful of salt soda, "Ahem, what subject"

"Comfort women, why are you so nervous?"

"It's okay," Zhou Jin coughed and motioned for him to continue.

"It's that there is an old grandmother in their country, who was arrested as a comfort woman when she was a child, and later went to court to identify the little devil, and she changed it into a script. ”

"What else did she say, because history is too cruel, so the more cruel it is, the more commercialized it is, so that more people will pay attention to it, anyway, I don't agree with it"

"You're right, Director Mao is wise," Zhou Jin gave a thumbs up, feeling that Director Mao suddenly became cute.

Unexpectedly, far away in a foreign country, there is an aunt with a brain circuit Qingqi, who has similar thoughts to him.

The difference is that he doesn't have the ability to make a script, but Aunt Jin has already made a script, and even the subject matter is the same.

Zhou Jin was a little excited, "Do you have her contact information, I'll help you criticize her." ”

"There is an email, if you want to make an appointment with the script, just criticize it, just ask for common ground while reserving differences," Director Mao was actually very open-minded.

Zhou Jin hugged him hard, "Haha, Director Mao, if you can say the phrase seeking common ground while reserving differences, you will definitely be able to become a real director in the future, honestly." ”

"Hehehe," Director Mao smiled, "I think so too, by the way, you really don't think about my pen fairy."

"No, I'll send an email first and talk back," Zhou Jin hurriedly ran downstairs.

He felt something in his body awaken.

Once again, my heart was pounding.

He didn't have to wait for death.

A new storm has appeared, how can it be stagnant

Director Mao followed behind and shouted, "I'll change the script, just change it as you say"

As Zhou Jin's back disappeared, his voice gradually became quieter, "It's over, you can also help me play it."

He is not stupid, so he naturally knows that Zhou Jin has always treated him as a joke.

But his script is written according to Zhou Jin, as long as he can fool him into playing the leading role, what is it if he is laughed at.

As long as the effort is deep, the iron pestle can be sharpened into an embroidery needle.

What's more, he had already found that Zhou Jin's attitude towards him had changed somewhat.

In this way, he is still very promising.

At least, a little bit more than Bi Dao.