Zhuang Yan knew that he could make a profit even if he lost money, but others didn't think so, after all, no matter how good Zhuang Yan was, he hadn't read Marcel's book, so he directly said that he would help him publish it, isn't it a bit of a joke?

Marcel also waved his hand again and again, "Mr. Zhuang Yan, there is really no need for this, I know that this book has no commercial value." ”

Ma Yinchu stared at Zhuang Yan for a while, his face was a little tangled, but in the end he didn't speak. He wanted Zhuang Yan not to be so impulsive, even if he wanted to help his friends, he couldn't help like this, not to mention whether he would suffer or not, and he might not be able to help others.

Marcel knew at first glance that he was a rich man, and if he really wanted to publish it, he could do it at his own expense, just as he did with his first book, and publish it at his own expense.

What he wants is not the amount of publication at all, but the affirmation of others. And Zhuang Yan hasn't even read the book yet, this must ...... It seems a little rash, and it is certainly not what Marcel wants.

Zhuang Yan could probably guess their thoughts, so he explained with a smile, "Although I haven't read your second part, I have read the first part, so I naturally know what kind of book it is." Rest assured, I don't just want to help you, if you don't believe me, we'll see. ”

Although Marcel didn't know why Zhuang Yan was so confident in himself, Zhuang Yan's affirmation of him made him grateful, and he said What China was looking for, wasn't this it?

From the first time he saw Zhuang Yan, he had a premonition that Zhuang Yan would affirm himself, and later Zhuang Yan wrote an article mentioning him, which strengthened his idea, so he resolutely flew to China.

It has only been two days, and it has already proved how correct this trip to China is.

"Zhuang Yan, thank you. ”

Zhuang Yan shook his head, gold will always shine, he just wants the gold to shine in advance.

Marcel, the manuscript of the second part of "Reminiscences", was with him, and he gave it to Zhuang Yan on the spot, but Zhuang Yan couldn't read French, so he could only keep it at hand first.

"I'll find someone to translate the book when I go back, but since it's in French, I'll publish it in French first, and then I'll consider other languages. As for the details of the publication, I will talk to you in detail when the publication is on the agenda. ”

According to the rules, the contract should be finalized before it is published, but Marcel has full trust in Zhuang Yan, and he doesn't care how much profit his book can bring, after all, he is rich and capricious.

Zhuang Yan didn't want to take advantage of Marcel, although he would not give him a high royalty, but he would not suffer too much, it would definitely exceed ten percent, and he was ready to sign the copyright for ten years.

In fact, he can also sign for life, but this is a bit too ruthless, and there is no need to affect his relationship with Marcel for this profit.

Marcel is rich, so why shouldn't he?

Ma Yinchu looked at Zhuang Yan as if he was looking at a madman.

If you want to help people, wouldn't it be nice to publish in one language? Send it in several languages?

Probably after chatting, Liang Qichao waved his hand and called everyone to his house.

Although Zhuang Yan felt a little embarrassed to rub rice all the time, he still followed.

Still didn't drink at night, Zhuang Yan took Marcel and them home after eating. The two Frenchmen were still jet lag for the past two days, and although they didn't feel sleepy at night, they still went back to their rooms to sleep.

Zhuang Yan went to the study by himself and continued to write "Camel Xiangzi".

The next morning, the mobile phone prompted that a new email had been received, which was sent by Yao Qian.

Zhuang Yan clicked on it first and looked at it, it turned out to be the copyright agreement of the film and television adaptation of "Alive".

He probably glanced at it, and he couldn't understand the various provisions on it for a while, so he called Yao Qian to ask about the situation.

"Hey, boss, you've seen the email, right? ”

"Well, who wants to shoot "Alive", there is only one Xingjia Company on this agreement, I am not very familiar with the entertainment industry, you can tell me. Zhuang Yan said.

"It's director Wang Wei, who has won a lot of awards, is good at making literary films, Xingjia Company is also well-known in the industry, and Director Wang is also signed in this company. ”

"What about Director Zhang who contacted us last time?"

"It's stranded over there, and the funds can't keep up. ”

Zhuang Yan nodded, he was ready to release "Alive", as for this director Wang Wei, he didn't know much about it.

"That's it, I'll find a few of Director Wang's works first, and then I'll contact you in the afternoon. ”

He didn't ask about the copyright adaptation fee from beginning to end, because he didn't care about money, but whether the work could be filmed well was what he cared about most.

In fact, if he could, he wanted to restore the plot of the book as much as possible.

In the previous life, many plots of "Alive" had not been reviewed for some special reasons, so they could only be greatly changed, such as the part where Youqing died, which was changed to a car crashing into a wall and being crushed to death by the wall.

Obviously, he was tried by a doctor to draw blood and died, and he didn't know if he could live in this world.

Probably yes, after all, this book is a hollow for the world.

After hanging up Yao Qian's phone, Zhuang Yan looked for a few directors of Wang Wei to watch.

Indeed, as Yao Qian said, Wang Wei is good at shooting literary films, and he seems to have a very good grasp of the lens and picture.

Since this is the case, then as long as there is a good script, the movie should be no problem.

"Alive" is a good book, but it doesn't mean that Wang Wei has a good script, and it is not easy to condense 500,000 words into a movie of more than an hour.

Zhuang Yan has never written a script, so he didn't think about doing it himself.

But he was not at ease when he handed it over to others, and with a tangled mood, he called Yao Qian in the afternoon.

"Hey, boss, how about it, Wang Wei's movie can still get into your eyes?"

"Pretty good. Zhuang Yan nodded, and then said, "Is their script ready?"

"It's really written, and the script was shown to me, and it feels pretty good, but the script was written by a young man, not even twenty years old, and I don't know where they got it from. ”

"A twenty-year-old?"

"Well, that's what I said, I added an attachment to the script at the bottom of the email, and I forgot to tell you before, do you want to read it?"

"Then you have to see, you wait for me in a moment. ”

After saying that, he hung up the phone again and began to look for the script in the email, and sure enough, he found an attachment, and when he opened it, it was a script.

Zhuang Yan's reading speed is very fast, and the length of the script naturally cannot be compared with the original book, and he finished reading the script in more than an hour.

After reading it, Zhuang Yan had to admire, if this screenwriter is really less than twenty years old, it is really amazing.

Let's not talk about the style of the script, like an old playwright, very old-fashioned.

The most important thing is that this screenwriter is obviously bold and talented, and he dares to add a lot of his own plot to the original book, as well as some clever lines.

This script was born out of "Alive", but it is no longer "Alive".

With curiosity, Zhuang Yan flipped through and found the name of the screenwriter.

And when he saw the three words behind the screenwriter's column, his head buzzed, as if he had been struck by lightning.

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