From April 2006 to June 2006, Andy spent most of the entire two months in the villa, except for one visit to the WGA Writers Guild. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

If it was a little awkward and jerky to restore the novel with movies at the beginning, when he finished writing the Sleeping Spell, he seemed to have found the trick, and his inspiration burst out, and his mastery of words became more proficient, which undoubtedly gave him a lot of confidence. So in the past two months, in addition to eating and gym time, I have completed the first volume of "Dark Fairy Tales" and copied the first volume of "The Hunger Games" and the outline of five scripts in one breath almost day and night.

The purpose of his visit to the WGA Screenwriters Guild is to hand over five script outlines to the union for safekeeping, and pay a fee to protect his global copyright, and also to avoid the film company crashing.

As for the original writers of the previous life, I'm sorry, that's not a matter for Andy to consider.

There is no fairness in this world at all. Plagiarism is nothing at all for money and fame. Shameless? Andy can only hehe. Whoever allowed himself to be possessed and reborn, no matter which passing immortal or the benefit of the god of the West gave him, he could not but use these advantages to swallow all the resources he could grasp.

As for the profession of screenwriter, Andy is not interested in it now, because screenwriters have a really low status in the film industry, and the general strike in 08 is a good example, although he is also a registered screenwriter in the screenwriters union, and the work is only a screenplay that participated in the adaptation of his own novel.

The screenwriter is just to let him step through the convenient door of Hollywood, and he will definitely not make a living from it. A famous screenwriter with an annual income of 500,000 is a fart!

Ding dong.

After a few minutes, the door was clicked open, and a middle-aged Chinese woman with a plain appearance appeared in a drunken body, her eyes were a little sluggish, and she leaned against the door frame in front of the fat man Carl and asked in a surprised and confused tone, "Mr. Vincent, why are you drunk like this?"

Andy 。。。。。。 Is Andy at home?" Karl pushed away the woman's support and staggered into the villa, still yelling loudly.

"Hey, MAN, what time is it, you're drinking like this and not going home, what are you doing here?" Andy, who had just finished his workout and wanted to take a shower, heard the shouting and walked down from the second floor, and when he saw the drunken agent, he asked angrily.

Carl, who seemed to be about to fall to the ground drunk, saw Andy coming over, his originally clumsy body seemed to become sensitive, he stepped forward and hugged Andy, and shouted with a crying voice: "Andy, I'm fired! That damn bitch smashed the client in my hands and sued me for harassment, I'm finished!"

Andy rolled his eyes, pushed the crying Carl away, helped him sit down on the sofa, and said in Chinese to the nanny standing aside: "Aunt Liu, help him get a glass of ice water." ”

"Sir, don't you dare to call me that, you might as well call me by my name! Liu Yan waved her hand again and again in a panic, and she was still uncomfortable with this "foreigner" employer who spoke Mandarin more standard than herself to call her aunt.

looked at Liu Yan's panicked back, and shrugged his shoulders with a helpless expression.

Liu Yan immigrated with her daughter, originally opened a restaurant in Huaxia, and made good Sichuan cuisine, although her daughter and son-in-law are both middle-class and have no financial pressure, but because of the language relationship, she is really uncomfortable staying at home all day, so she signed up for a job at the intermediary.

Fat Carl went around to find a nanny who could cook Chinese food for Andy, just saw her information, and took her to Andy's house after understanding the situation in general, Liu Yan saw the villa located in the rich area, and was very worried, afraid that his language problem would become an obstacle to finding a job, but when she met Andy, Andy opened his mouth in standard Mandarin, which really surprised her, and looked at the handsome big child in front of him was also much kinder, when Andy said that he had a quarter of Chinese blood, which made Liu Yan have the feeling of meeting his compatriots, and his worried heart calmed down。

The next interview was no problem, and after a while of communication, the two parties decided on the employment relationship after understanding each other's basic situation.

took the ice water from the nanny, stuffed it into Carl's hand, who was still crying endlessly, and slapped him hard in anger.

"Hey, man, it's almost there! It's not endless, it's gone when the job is gone, it's going to be sooner or later. I told you a long time ago to be careful of your secretary. ”

"Ahem。。。。。。 Ahem, damn it, you tap!" Carl rubbed his sore shoulder, took a sip of ice water, and almost choked, looking at Andy with a gloating expression that he knew it would be, "Hey, rub, I shouldn't be looking for you, it's impossible to get comfort from your mouth!"

"Hehe, you know me, you are to blame, the unspoken rules of the office will definitely have an accident, the time is only sooner or later!" Andy sat on the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs, squinted at Carl, and sneered at the corners of his mouth.

"Which one of the CCAs is clean! It's okay to come out, you take a shower, get some sleep, and I have something to tell you tomorrow!"

"Ah, little Andy, you're not going to fire me too, are you? I only have you now, you can't abandon me!" As if thinking of something terrible, his drunken ruddy fat face turned pale in an instant, and he threw himself on Andy on the sofa with a grief-stricken death look.

"Fuck off, you fat man, I'm not GAY! What do you think? I won't fire you, damn, it's really annoying, okay, stop making trouble, go wash and sleep, you sleep in the guest room on the second floor." Andy was so angry that he kicked on the stomach that threw himself on Carl, looked at the fat man lying on the carpet on all fours, and turned around and walked up to the second floor.

Nothing was said all night.

"I didn't expect you to wake up earlier than I did, Carl. Andy sat down at the table with a teasing expression, looked at Carl, who was much better, and then nodded to the nanny Liu Yan: "Morning, Aunt Liu." ”

Without waiting for the two to speak, he continued to ask in a teasing tone, "Have you cried enough?"

Looking at Carl's embarrassed appearance with a red and fat face, he said to Liu Yan: "Aunt Liu, can you bring me some beef for breakfast? I need to supplement my nutrition, my body is a little weak." ”

"Okay, sir, I'll go and stir-fry a plate of stir-fried beef for you, you wait. Liu Yan put bread, milk bacon and fried eggs on the table, and smiled when she heard Andy's request.

Andy looked at Liu Yan, who took out the beef from the refrigerator and started to get busy, he was a little speechless, he only wanted a fried veal, but now it became a stir-fry, fortunately his smoke machine is awesome, otherwise the whole villa would be filled with the smell of oil smoke.

On the other side, Karl was like a starving ghost reincarnated, and began to sweep the food on the table.

"Hey, you fat man, eat less, this is my breakfast!" Andy snarled as he snatched the plate of food from it.

"Cut, stingy!" Karl muttered as he stuffed bread and bacon into his mouth.

Andy twitched the corner of his eye, telling himself in his heart not to be like this dead fat man.

Breakfast ended with Carl's resentment as he watched Andy feast, "Alright, dead fatty, come to the study, I have something to tell you." Andy wiped his mouth with a napkin and patted his stomach contentedly.

Carl followed into the study angrily, as for Andy calling him a fat man, he was not disgusted at all, and after the two sat down, Liu Yan brought two cups of coffee.

Andy took a sip of his coffee, then took out the manuscript of the first volume of "Dark Fairy Tales" from the drawer of his desk and threw it in front of Carl.

Carl almost squirted the coffee out of his mouth, and he quickly put down the cup in his hand excitedly, and looked at the stack of manuscripts with a burning gaze.

"Oh my God, oh my God, I'm not dreaming!" Looking at Carl, who was already overexcited, Andy calmly drank his coffee.

"Oh God! little Andy has a new work!" Carl was dancing with the manuscript in his hand, his face full of excitement.

"Alright, alright, sit down and say. Andy raised an eyebrow, "This one is used to complete the contract with Scholastic Press." ”

After a long breath, Carl's fat face, which was flushed with excitement, showed a relieved expression: "I know, I know, Andy, you won't let me down, I'm right, you're a genius, you've always been a 。。。。。 Andy, you've really changed a lot. ”

"Everyone will change, I just matured, I will not be confused and hesitant in the future, I will not be the same person as before. Andy waved his hand, "Okay, let's not talk about this, after the conclusion with Scholastic Press, I want to set up a company to manage all the copyright and commercial operations of the book, I don't have that much time and energy to manage, I want you to help me take care of it." ”

Carl's lips trembled slightly, his eyes were slightly red, his eyes were fixed on Andy, and finally sighed: "Really, thank you Andy, although I really want to help you take care of everything, but I'm afraid that my ability is limited." ”

"When did you become a mother-in-law, this is not the Carl I know, didn't you trick me into Hollywood just for a better development?"

"You're not worried about me being carvin again, are you。。。。。。? With that, Andy threw the manuscript of The Hunger Games on the table again, "This is a novel I have high hopes for, and I believe it will definitely make it to the top of the best-seller list!"

"Okay, okay, hahaha. Carl had a lewd smile on his face, and his hands were clutching the two manuscripts, as if he had thought of something, and his saliva was about to flow out.

"Okay, put The Hunger Games down, it's a check for 100,000, you go to the registration company and the leasing office, and the name of the company is Mockingjay. Andy took the manuscript back from Carl's hand and put it back in the drawer, and then took out a pencil sketch of the mockingbird badge from the movie Hunger Games with its wings spread in flames, and handed it to Carl.

Karl looked at the bird on the white paper with its wings spread in flames, and read the word under the pattern softly.

"Mockingbird!"