Li Xiaole walked out of the airport passage, feeling that it was not a taste, and he didn't want to say anything, but he was annoyed by these British reporters, and finally couldn't help but stop, looked at the old reporter of the Times, and said softly:

"This time, I was invited by the Commonwealth Department of Culture's Sino-British cultural exchange program to promote cultural exchanges between the two countries in the future, of course, as a person, I came to the UK mainly to experience and learn about the theater culture here, and I plan to invest in filming one or two films and television here, hoping to attract some outstanding British actors to join our company and accelerate the global development plan of Black Pearl."

"Wow~~" A group of British reporters were obviously stunned, this Chinese director did not come to study, but to develop the market in the UK? Even want to shoot British film and television dramas? What an international joke~!?

Taking advantage of the surprise of these reporters, Li Xiaole strode away from them, and finally saw the name card held by the members of the council who came to pick him up.

"Hi, hello, I'm Li Xiaole~" Li Xiaole stretched out his hand to the chubby old man holding the nameplate.

"Hi~~~Hi~~~~Hi~~~~Hi~~~I'm Charlie Rose, a member of the Drama Council, you can call me Charlie~~" The white-haired British man wearing a vest and an Armani white trench coat took off the top hat on his head and came over to shake hands with Li Xiaole warmly, and looked Li Xiaole up and down with enthusiasm in his eyes.

"This old boy is a Gay...... You be careful. Lei Ting reminded Li Xiaole softly in her ear, and Li Xiaole glanced at her in shock, which meant "How do you know?" Lei Ting snorted through her nose and didn't bother to answer at all.

"Xiao Li~~You are younger than on TV~~" Charlie looked at Li Xiaole softly and smiled: "Your father should be more similar to me." ”

"My father is 49 ...... this year" Li Xiaole was speechless, although this old Charlie was wearing a British hipster style, he looked at least 60 years old.

"Ha~~The same age as me~~" Charlie laughed exaggeratedly, reached out to put his arm around Li Xiaole's shoulder, and continued to eat tofu on his "youthful" body, Li Xiaole could only say speechlessly for a while: "Do you mind if I use your car to report to the council?"

"Of course I don't mind~~ I'll die of sadness if you don't need it~~" Charlie pressed his left hand to his heart and laughed exaggeratedly in a dramatic tone.

The group got into the old-fashioned black Morgan sedan and drove in the direction of the Drama Council on Oxford Street, the streets of London outside the window sometimes shuttled through the modern metropolis, sometimes it seemed to make people go back to the nostalgia of the Industrial Revolution, those glorious cathedrals, and the sleek luxury fashion stores, the passers-by sitting outside the Costa coffee shop on the side of the road, handsome guys and beautiful women, everyone looked like models in the just-concluded London fashion show, dressed elegantly and fashionably, under the gray sky, It looks like it's British.

Along the way, Li Xiaole probably asked Lei Ting to check the information, this soft-spoken Charlie Ross turned out to be the real power of the Drama Council, which is completely different from President Fred's hard-line British high-pressure authority style, he is a moderate patriarchal figure in the council, and he personally came to pick it up, which also shows that the council's attitude towards himself is actually very important.

"Charlie, can I ask you? How do I feel that President Fred doesn't like me very much? And why is the Council still responsible for hosting us? After Li Xiaole became acquainted with the gay committee member, he also raised his doubts.

"Ha~~ That old Fred guy, when he was young, played tricks in the drama club, he was proud of having played an episode of "Doctor Who", and he never became a film and television director in his life, and all the young gentlemen who became famous at a young age like you are inevitably mean~" Charlie waved his hand and joked, and sighed again:

"But, Lee, don't blame him, there's a reason why he's bad-tempered, in recent years, the Film Association has been working very well with Hollywood, while our Council has achieved nothing and has been losing money, and the Minister of State for Culture, Ed Watts, that old bastard, is proposing in Congress to merge us into the Film Association......

In addition, this "Deadly Magic" is our first cooperation with Warner, and the investment is not small, but because Warner signed a cooperation agreement with director Nolan before, I have some concerns and did not go all out in the promotion of this film, which led to the box office is not very ideal...... But you know the results......

You know, our council is usually focused on investing in art films that don't make money, and this time it's rare to invest in a film of a commercial nature, completely under pressure from the Minister of State at the Ministry of Culture...... Outcome...... Alas~~"

Li Xiaole and Lei Ting glanced at each other after hearing this, and they understood it, no wonder that old Fred hated him so much, it turned out that the Drama Council was killed by him this time...... Not only did the box office fail to meet expectations, but even at the Oscars, they robbed all the awards, and the Drama Council was crumbling and kicked by him......

He even proposed to make a movie with the Council at the Oscar celebration reception, and it was strange that Fred's old stubbornness didn't feel humiliated......

At this time, I happened to encounter a traffic light, and as soon as the car stopped, I saw a homeless man in a shabby trench coat on the street holding a magazine of "Oxford Drama Recommendation" from the car window and said, "Sir, buy a copy......"

"Well......" Li Xiaole took the magazine, kindly gave him ten pounds, and when he looked down, he saw that under the magazine on his lap was a paper script book of "Sherlock Holmes Gaiden", and the photo printed on the back was the face of the homeless man in front of him, and he couldn't help but turn his head in surprise and asked: "Are you a screenwriter?" ”

The homeless man nodded, looked at his face as if he recognized it, and suddenly reached into the carriage and pulled back the script, and hummed:

"Li Xiaole, your "Iron Man" is really not very good, "Deadly Magic" is the real art, those damn Oscar judges like you with a little white face~~~ This is an insult to dramatic art~!!" After saying that, the homeless man took the script and ten pounds and walked away with his head held high.

The green light car started, Li Xiaole couldn't help but look at the back of the buddy with tears and laughter, and sighed: "London is really the capital of drama...... It's really full of artists. "It's unthinkable for a homeless man on the side of the road to write a movie script, not to mention in China, even in Los Angeles......

"Artist! has a backbone, and throws the money away after scolding. Lei Ting sneered disdainfully.

Charlie spread his hands helplessly and smiled mildly: "Shakespeare said that there are as many English writers as there are ghosts in the church here. Speaking of which, Charlie finally squinted at Li Xiaole and asked tentatively:

"Lee, I heard that you are going to shoot a British TV series first, right?"

"Well, while I was submitting the script to the board of directors for review, I was organizing the new company and I had time to shoot a series that was filmed in London." Li Xiaole nodded, if he couldn't go to the BBC, Fred, who hated him so much, would definitely not give him the right to make a co-production.

"Oh, have you figured out the subject matter then?" Charlie said with great interest: "If you don't mind, I can recommend you some good script introductions." ”

"Charlie, what do you think I should shoot that is more likely to be liked by British audiences?" Li Xiaole asked with a smile, he knew that if he didn't let this old gentleman say it, he would be deflated.

"Ha~~ You're an expert, I don't dare to make a mistake, but I've watched your wonderful "The Walking Dead". Charlie said but then changed his words:

"But, with all due respect, there are a lot of themes in American TV series that are very good, and many British people will like them, and I'm sure you know it too, but if it's 'British shooting', the audience's standards will become extremely harsh, and they will spy on all your shortcomings in the way that girls squeeze pimples on their faces, alas...... That's also the sadness of us Londoners, so we can't shoot the subjects that Americans are good at. ”

"If you don't shoot the United States, do you want to shoot China?" Lei Ting frowned slightly and interrupted and asked.

"Of course not~~ Although there are many American themes, Britain also has its own unique and good themes~~" Charlie raised his eyebrows and read aloud in the manner of Shakespeare's plays:

"Americans don't understand fantasy~~They are afraid of dragons~~ Just like they are afraid of freedom~~~ So~~ we can make fantasy dramas~~~~ We have a lot of good fantasy novels as blueprints, and if we pick out an actor with the technical strength of Black Pearl Company and our council, it will be a very good work~~~"

From "The Lord of the Rings", "Harry Potter" to "Pirates of the Caribbean", "The Chronicles of Narnia", the British fantasy theme has always been the trump card of their film and television dramas, as long as the novel is based on the script, coupled with Li Xiaole's super visual strength, then even the BBC is not unconquerable, you must know that there are still very few epic themes in British dramas.

"No, I can't handle this kind of subject." Li Xiaole shook his head directly, he understood that Charlie was for his good, and he did make a TV series version of the Lord of the Rings, as long as the visual effects were smashed and good actors were added, it would not be difficult to get on the BBC or even sell it to the world, but this was useless for him, the director himself, he was not British after all, he couldn't deal with those poetic English lines similar to Shakespeare's plays, and he didn't have a natural comprehension of the British fantasy Middle-earth.

What's more, the British fantasy genre is full of political irony, "The Narnia Trilogy" is a fairy tale ode to the heroes of World War II, "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland" is a mathematician's philosophical reflections on the world, and "Harry? Potter is actually a satire of Margaret Thatcher - why doesn't there be milk at Hogwarts? Because the milk allowance for schools was abolished during Thatcher's reign......

These were all elements that he could not grasp at all.

"And what are you going to shoot?" Charlie asked, slightly disappointed.

"Sherlock Holmes." Li Xiaole smiled and said in an accentuated tone, "Sherlock Holmes." ”