……

The sun has shifted, and more than half an hour has passed.

Wu Yu has been closing his eyes to recuperate, until the fishing rod in his hand shook, he quickly retracted the line, lifted the rod, and saw a big pomfret bite the hook, the tail of the fish was upside down, and the splashed water droplets were like a splash in the sun.

happily took out this small pomfret from the hook, and then threw it into the bucket, Wu Yu turned his head to look at Tian Anbang: "Lao Tian ......"

But seeing Tian Anbang lying on the chair, he couldn't let go of his hand, and he was fascinated, but he was holding the script in both hands, what about the fishing rod?

Wu Yu's eyes were sharp, and when he saw that the fishing rod had fallen to the ground, half of it had already been submerged in the pond, and that end had obviously been bitten by the fish, and the fishing rod was drilling into the water at an abnormal speed, and he scolded urgently.

"!"

hurriedly got up to catch it, but just as he was about to touch the fishing rod, he was suddenly grabbed by Tian Anbang.

So Wu Yu watched as the carbon platform fishing rod he bought at a high price was dragged into the water by a big fish.

"Tian Anbang!"

Wu Yu shouted, turned his head and glared angrily, but saw Tian Anbang's old man with a solemn face, and held his hand tightly: "Director Wu, this script is good, although it is a little green between the lines, and the script format is not too pleasing to the eye, but the story is wonderful, interlocking, and the writing is very fine, not cumbersome at all, the writing is flying and not pretentious, every sentence has something to say, this is a good seedling." ”

Wu Yu tried to calm down as much as possible: "My fishing rod ......"

Tian Anbang said excitedly: "I have never seen an artist who learns to act, can have this level of screenwriting...... Of course, the writing is much better, let's just say that Fan Qing let that old Zhuge , he writes prose and is considered a contemporary person, but he can't write stories, he just shows off elegance in vain, this young man ......"

"The old gentleman said it well. ”

A clear and powerful voice suddenly sounded behind the two.

Wu Yu had already made an appointment with him, so naturally he would not be surprised, this little rabbit cub's voice had been listened to for three whole months, and he could sense his depravity at the moment with his buttocks.

Tian Anbang was stunned and looked back.

I saw two tall young men walking towards him, and one of them was well-proportioned, with a handsome face, wearing a clean shirt, with his sleeves pulled up to the crook of his arm, revealing the angry watch on his wrist - he looked at it for a while and recognized it.

Cao Fangfang.

The one behind him with eyes smaller than himself should be his assistant.

Jia Chao was carrying a backpack, looking like a college student who had not been graduating for a long time, looking left and right, his eyes never open.

Cao Fang stepped forward with a smile and greeted Wu Yu: "Director Wu hasn't seen you for a long time, did you catch any big fish?"

Wu Yu looked at the bucket very depressed: "I caught a worthless pomfret and lost an imported fishing rod of more than 10,000 yuan." ”

Cao Fangfang didn't answer this, looked at Tian Anbang, who was also looking at him, and asked with a smile: "I don't know that Director Wu made an appointment today, ...... this teacher is?"

Tian Anbang hurriedly responded: "Don't call the teacher, my barber shop downstairs is full of teachers, it sounds awkward...... Just call me Lao Tian, or call me Lucifer."

Hearing this awesome English name, Wu Yu gave him a strange look, and Cao Fang almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Tian Anbang was quite proud, and said to Wu Yu: "How is it? I know that young people now have English names, I asked Cui Guanhai Nannizi to help me get them, and I said that I wanted a particularly domineering English name with a sense of age, so she gave me this." ”

Wu Yu was expressionless and nodded: "It's very domineering." ”

Cao Fang also nodded, smiling politely as much as possible: "It's also very old." ”

Lucifer...... But the old man is terrible.

Tian Anbang crossed his waist and smiled, his upright big belly was very incongruous with his whole thin body.

"Okay, let's introduce me. Wu Yu pointed at Cao Fangfang: "This is a popular student, who has been hanging on entertainment news recently, Cao Fangfang, you know, the script you are holding in your hand is written by him." ”

Then he pointed at Tian Anbang: "This is amazing, Tian Anbang is a great screenwriter, he used to work in the Department of Literature of Peking University, and he is a professor of literature......"

Tian Anbang hurriedly smiled and waved his hand: "Deputy!"

Wu Yu ignored him: "And it is an old screenwriter, an old writer, an old actor, and the Condor Heroes you are about to film, he is not only an actor of the old naughty boy, but also the chief screenwriter." ”

Cao Fangfang: "Yo!"

Tian Anbang: "Oops!"

The two of them immediately clasped their hands together, shook and shook vigorously, and said in unison: "Fortunately, I will be happy!

Tian Anbang opened his mouth and laughed: "Xiao Cao, you are hypocritical, you must not have heard of me." ”

Cao Fangfang smiled with a sophisticated face: "I've really heard of it, did you always make the news a while ago?" It seems that you were scolded by Gao Xingyu's fans. ”

"yes, yes. Tian Anbang didn't seem to take it seriously at all: "I thought it was too exaggerated for these children to pick up the plane, and then they scolded me, and then I sent me a notebook and scolded me for writing traditional characters...... You say I'm here, I can't go out without looking at the yellow calendar. ”

Wu Yu saw that the aura of the two was quite compatible, clapped his hands, turned around and picked up the only remaining fishing rod and bucket: "Let's go, go back to my house and talk again." ”

……

Sitting in the spacious living room downstairs of Wu Yu's house, the high-definition large-screen LCD TV is playing entertainment news, but none of the three of them are watching, they are discussing the problem of the film and television drama market fiercely.

Jia Chao didn't come in to sit, he always remembered his duties, and insisted on staying in the car to play with his mobile phone, so Wu Yu's wife cut the fruit plate, put a large one on the coffee table in front of them, and sent the other one outside to the young man.

Cao Fangfang was holding a script written by Tian Anbang in his hand, and he was amazed to see it: "Mr. Tian's storyboard script is so beautiful...... This is the first time I have seen such a beautiful script...... Such a good Three Kingdoms script, can't it be filmed either?"

Wu Yu shook his head and stuffed a petal of orange into his mouth: "Of course, no one wants to vote, of course they can't shoot, and it's the same with your script." Relatively speaking, the probability that your script can be filmed is greater. ”

Cao Fang posed as a primary school student sitting.

Tian Anbang is also an old man in the industry, he explained: "Investors want to make money and avoid risks, and the commerciality of your script is very good...... But now the spy war film market is not good, it is better to spend a lot of money to buy the copyright of the online article, and then get a few big stars to serve as a façade, and the script can be written casually, at least there is no problem with the guarantee, the lesser of two evils......"

"For example, haven't a lot of Xianxia dramas that followed your fairy sword started filming recently? Time is so tight, where is a good script? Isn't it just to buy the copyright and change it blindly, and then shoot it indiscriminately, for fear that after this gust of wind passes, you won't even be able to drink the soup. ”

Cao Fang rubbed his ears: "Then this is not to shoot." ”

"There are several ways. Wu Yu said: "Or, as Mr. Tian said, put his name on the old screenwriter, but seriously...... People may not be willing to hang it for you, famous screenwriters have studios, and they originally master a framework by themselves, let the people under them write it, there is no shortage of scripts, there is no need to take advantage of you, a big star, and accompany you to cheat, and it will be unclear when the time comes. ”

Cao Fang asked: "I definitely won't give up the right of authorship, what else?"

When most low-level screenwriters first entered the industry, they were indeed sought-after people to make a living, and the scripts they wrote were all under other people's names, but he is now a little famous, and it is impossible for him to do such a stupid thing.

"Serialize on the Internet and use your fame to gather popularity. Wu Yu said lightly: "If the content is really good, it is estimated that it will attract the attention of many investors at that time, which is much better than us trying our best to promote it in the industry...... Your fame will definitely work in this regard, isn't it just to buy traffic when people buy online articles, as long as you have traffic, for investors, this business will be guaranteed. ”

Cao Fang thought for a while: "This can be tried." ”

He doesn't pay much attention to the literature serialized on the Internet, but he probably knows that most of the famous ones are millions of words long, and he doesn't have so much time to write cross-border essays nowadays, but if he just changes the script and sends it in the form of a short story, it shouldn't be a big problem, and it won't delay the effort.

As long as he sells himself on Weibo, the attention will definitely not be small...... It's just a fan-oriented economy, and I don't know how useful it can be in this regard.