Reluctantly selected 10 articles from the sea of books, Lin Han felt that he was exhausted, he had been a reader for so many years, and he was very picky about reading books, but he didn't have this sense of tiredness. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After developing a hobby into a job, no matter how good the book is, it will be bored to read, and if you want to jump out of the sea of books, you must have enough flashes and memory points.

After reading so many books in one go, Lin Han was a little dizzy, and he urgently needed to sober up his brain, which was simply devastating.

When a reader can casually discard a novel he doesn't like, he can't edit it, he has to read it professionally and endure the poison of words.

"I don't want to be an editor for the rest of my life, so it's better to be comfortable as an author. Lin Han exaggeratedly wiped the sweat on his head, and he handed over the results to the staff here.

Li Wenyuan looked at his watch, he was surprised, and hurriedly said, "I have to hurry up to pick up my daughter from school, and I will definitely be late for ten minutes." ”

Lin Han mourned for him inexplicably, "Go quickly, otherwise my sister-in-law will definitely kill you with a knife tonight." ”

"Okay, we'll talk next time. Everyone has also worked hard, let's eat together another day!" Li Wenyuan hurriedly took the elevator with Lin Han and left, the eldest daughter of the world.

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In the next two days, Lin Han signed the 500 books without sleep or food, and at the same time took a photo and uploaded it to his Weibo, which was regarded as another promotion for the new book.

After all, it is almost May 1st, and the time for global release is getting closer and closer, and Chen Jiaxuan also flew back from Paris with a tired body.

When the sound of the wheels of the suitcase rolling gradually came, Lin Han suddenly came to his senses, he knew that he might have fallen, although he comforted himself with the words of neighbors and friends, but he always couldn't help but want to see what was going on.

So when Chen Jiaxuan rang the doorbell, the door swished open.

"Uh, so fast?"

Chen Jiaxuan was taken aback by this speed, she was still thinking about whether to call Lin Han just now to see if she was at home.

Lin Han also felt a little anxious, and he explained calmly: "I just walked to the door to get something, but I didn't expect the doorbell to ring. Come in and sit down, I've signed all these five hundred books, don't give me any more. ”

Chen Jiaxuan looked at the neat two boxes, and she said with great relief: "It's very good, I have written so much." What are you going to do in the next time, write a new book or take a good break? Personally, I suggest that you should control the pace of your own writing, and don't overstrain your brain, lest your inspiration run out. There are very few writers like you, who publish two long books and a few short stories in less than half a year, so be more leisurely. ”

"I know this, but I can't stop the inspiration, and my hands are itchy. "There are so many classic novels in Lin Han's mind, he is only afraid that there is not enough time, where will he feel that there is too much time.

"You're also an offbeat, prolific writer among writers. What are your plans for now, I can help you arrange it. ”

Lin Han touched his chin, he sat on the sofa, and suddenly said in a very serious tone: "If you say that I want to return to the film industry, do you think it's a joke?"

"Oh my God, you finally figured it out, you originally belonged to the film industry, who would laugh at you!" Chen Jiaxuan has always respected Lin Han's opinion, she once wanted to persuade Lin Han to return, but as the evaluation of his novels became better and better, and the sales became higher and higher, he never mentioned it again, but now he actually spoke up himself.

"I want to make a good sci-fi movie, but I know that these domestic investors will not choose me, and if I want to invest myself, I have to make money from novels. The investment in a science fiction movie needs to be at least tens of millions, and I don't know how long it will take to accumulate so much. ”

Chen Jiaxuan's heart, which was still excited just now, instantly cooled down, and she said in surprise: "Aren't you crazy? Investing in making science fiction movies by yourself is completely throwing money, how much money do you have to smash into it! If you want to be a director, we can cooperate with other crews or film companies, you have experience in directing blockbusters, directors basically pay attention to the rule of three parts, only directors who have smashed three movies will be abandoned, and you still have a chance to prove yourself!"

Lin Han smiled bitterly, he also knew that his ambitions were a bit big, and it was almost impossible to invest in science fiction films without 100 million yuan, unless he filmed "This Man is from Earth", which only needed 10,000 or 20,000 yuan to shoot.

Slightly more exciting sci-fi films, such as "The Matrix", "Blade Runner", "Inception", "Interstellar" and other production costs are all tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars.

Domestic science fiction movies are almost extinct, and the boss of Shanxi Coal also knows that domestic science fiction movies can't be sold for money, and it is very difficult to fool others to invest in filming, just like landing on the moon.

It's a good thing that Lin Han wants to return to the film industry now, but it's not so wonderful to smash all his money into it, not to mention that it's a completely bottomless pit.

"Maybe we can start to make a medium-sized investment film to explore the way out of those special effects blockbusters, so that there is less financial pressure and the rest of the work. What do you think?"

Chen Jiaxuan frowned, this is not a joke, she knows that Lin Han is extremely talented in science fiction, but there is a 99% chance that shooting such a movie is a loss.

Lin Han saw that she didn't answer, so he began to babble again: "Now my books should be able to make a lot of money, right?"

The global sales of "I, Robot" have exceeded 2.5 million copies, and according to Lin Han's share ratio, he can already get four or five million dollars of income before taxes, but overseas taxes are relatively high, and it will only be two or three million dollars in the end.

This is just the sales of a book, he thinks that the book "The Martian" is more commercialized, and may not be as literary and pioneering as "I, Robot", and may create a sales miracle in terms of sales.

"Do you have to put all the money you make from writing books into movies? Now you can make five million dollars from two books, but what kind of movie can you make with that, it's not enough money for a special effects shot in a Hollywood blockbuster. ”

"Take your time, you can't become a big fat man in one go, and I'm not saying that I will make a blockbuster movie immediately next month, but set a goal for myself, and I think I can still make up an investment of tens of millions of dollars. Can you help me?"

Chen Jiaxuan looked at Lin Han's focused eyes, and couldn't help but bump into the deer in his heart, this request really can't be refused, knowing that Lin Han is using a beautiful man's trick, but Chen Jiaxuan is also willing to go crazy with him: "Okay, let's work together." ”