Wang Xiaohu returned to the study and immediately took out the script of "Enter the Dragon" that had been prepared a long time ago, and then beckoned Li Shaonan, who had not yet fallen asleep, into the English version according to the Chinese version of the script. 【Reading.com】

After getting along for a long time, Wang Xiaohu finally discovered the benefits of this cheap apprentice, first of all, Li Shaonan worked hard and complained, and he was busy with the crew during filming, which won the love of the crew members. Moreover, this kid is really very attentive, he usually observes how to film when he is idle, and carefully figures out the actors' performances according to a simple script, and when the filming of "Ip Man" and "Warrior" is completed, he actually sorted out a summary of his own script.

What surprised Wang Xiaohu even more was that Li Shaonan's English was very good, at least much better than his half-witted man who could only speak and write. So the job of translating the script naturally fell on him.

"Well, get this script done as soon as possible, and if you encounter something you don't understand or feel that the translation is not fluent, you will leave it empty." When Wang Xiaohu threw the script to Li Shaonan, he said that since Warner had come to the door, he had to hand over the English version of the script to Bruce Lee before the two sides met.

"Eer-the-Dragon?" Li Shaonan blinked a little confused after seeing the name of the script and asked, "Master, the gap between the Chinese name and the English name is so big." ”

"Hehe, Brother Xiaolong likes to use 'Dragon' as the title, one is taken from his name, and the other is that the dragon is a totem symbol of China, you hurry up and translate, and when I translate, see how I do the storyboard script." Wang Xiaohu smiled and said that he knew that the script of "Enter the Dragon" was originally called "Blood and Steel", and it was a script written by Warner in Hollywood, but Bruce Lee was not very satisfied with changing the script and put forward a lot of opinions, which made producer Winter Dourr feel a lot of pressure at that time.

Li Shaonan nodded and began to read the script, and after a while, there was a crackling typewriter sound in the study, and Wang Xiaohu breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw him enter the state, and then leaned back on the sofa and fell into deep thought.

The first thing he thought about was how good it would be if there was a typewriter that could type Chinese characters around him, so that even if he asked for a script tomorrow, he could easily get the script by working a night shift, after all, the script didn't have a lot of words, and there were only a few pages after making the storyboard.

Although the current Hong Kong film industry seems to be prosperous, there is a huge crisis hidden, not to mention anything else, this script alone is an absolute obstacle, and the script issue has always been confusing and restricting the pace of Hong Kong films to the world, especially in the film circle in the 21st century, there is a shortage of scripts. The reason for this is that Hong Kong films have not paid attention to the important surname of the script since the beginning.

The script is a script, the script of a play, the script is not good, and the greater thought and effort are in vain, but why is it so difficult to find a good script, the most commonly heard excuse is: the screenwriter's salary is low. But in fact, there are many people who are willing to pay a high price for a screenwriter, there is no high or low standard for screenwriters' remuneration, useless scripts are too expensive for a dollar, and the price of a good script that can be made into a movie is not very high, and scripts like Wang Xiaohu with a guaranteed box office of tens of millions are even more difficult to find.

Then there is the development of Hong Kong films in the late 70s and mid-80s, making movies has become a game, and the screenwriters in the circle are very busy, sometimes the sub-shot script and shooting are almost synchronous, that is, writing while shooting, once it was rumored that "flying paper boys", the increase in production also means that the quality of the script is uneven, and the really talented people are not willing to be the so-called excellent screenwriters for a lifetime, most of them take their excellent works to find investment and become directors themselves, After all, it is not uncommon for a good screenwriter to become a director, and Wang Xiaohu is the most vivid example of this, and the director's status is obviously much stronger than being a screenwriter.

"Hey, if these problems are not solved, sooner or later, Hong Kong films will repeat the mistakes of the past!" Wang Xiaohu smiled bitterly, he knew that it was difficult to reverse this situation with his own strength, how others liked to shoot was someone else's business, in short, Concord Film Company must set up a screenwriting team to support a group of full-time or part-time screenwriters, specially used to polish the script, and at the same time to promote several script projects. Only in this way can you ensure that your company is on the right track.

Wang Xiaohu thought so in his heart, thinking that this plan was very practical, so he said to Li Shaonan, who was busy: "Apprentice, ask your former screenwriter colleagues in a few days, and see how many of them want to join the script team of Concord Film Company. ”

"Huh? Master, what are you going to do here? Li Shaonan was obviously startled, staring at Wang Xiaohu at a loss with big blank eyes.

Wang Xiaohu smiled and said, "Of course, it's to reserve strength for the future." Our company can't always shoot kung fu movies, right? If this continues, the audience will also be tired, and a group of screenwriters will be recruited to try to write some other scripts, which will also diversify the company. ”

"That's amazing!" Li Shaonan jumped up happily when he heard this: "Master, I have a few friends who are very envious after hearing that I have defected to you, and now they can also come and study with me to learn from Master." ”

"It's better if you know someone." Wang Xiaohu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Do it well, and when you make a good script one day, I will invest in filming." ”

"Hmm!" Li Shaonan nodded heavily, Wang Xiaohu's words almost made him see hope, and then he calmed down the excitement in his heart, and tapped the printer with full power, and the speed of translation was obviously faster than just now.

Wang Xiaohu shook his head and smiled and went out to make twice as much coffee, one cup was placed next to Li Shaonan, and he picked up the other cup and drank it slowly, today is one after another good news, which makes him so excited that he can't sleep.

After drinking the coffee unconsciously, Wang Xiaohu also had a preliminary plan for the future development, he knew that he would usher in a new career peak after dawn, and he fell asleep immediately after putting the coffee cup at the head of the bed

The riots in Tokyo, which lasted for three months, finally subsided, and in this contest between good and evil, the Yamaguchi-gumi was greatly damaged, and its elite suffered another heavy blow. Through the continuous in-depth investigation of the Yamaguchi-gumi, the mysterious man who took five million dollars from the casino three months ago, and the Tiger who followed Fateh into the bar. Wang is the same person, he is Bruce Lee's apprentice Wang Xiaohu, and now the leader of the three generations, Kazuo Taoka, is hiding in the nest and constantly sulking.

"Baga, damn Wang Xiaohu actually deceived the head of our Yamaguchi group, I swear that I will definitely use his head to pay tribute to the dead soul!" Kazuo Taoka gritted his teeth and roared, the subordinates in the room didn't dare to gasp more, after a while, Kazuo Taoka turned around with red eyes, and said to Yamaguchi Baihui: "Tomorrow you will take a few of my subordinates of the Taoka family to Hong Kong, be sure to kill Bruce Lee and Wang Xiaohu, remember, I want their heads!" ”

"Hay!" Yamaguchi Baihui replied loudly, gritting her teeth with even more hatred for Wang Xiaohu in her heart, because she learned through the waiter at the bar that it was Wang Xiaohu who was waiting next door when she was negotiating with Fate, so when she did that kind of thing with Fat, wouldn't Wang Xiaohu completely hear it? And afterwards, they took a lot of trouble to find Fat's body in the ruins, and the base where the Yamaguchi-gumi plotted to kill Bruce Lee was also destroyed in the fire, and everything was counted on Wang Xiaohu's head.

"Blood debt and blood payment! Wang Xiaohu, I won't spare you easily! Momoe Yamaguchi's face was hideous, and her fists clenched

Due to the excessive excitement last night, Wang Xiaohu woke up the next day at ten o'clock in the morning, and he was woken up by Zhao Yazhi's phone call. After putting down the phone in a daze, Wang Xiaohu shook his head vigorously, knowing that he couldn't sleep anymore.

There are more than ten pages of printed scripts on the desk, Li Shaonan is dozing off in front of the typewriter, it seems that this kid is desperate to translate the script last night, Wang Xiaohu glanced at the script translation, and finally lost the battle, whether this thing is wrong or let Brother Xiaolong judge, he doesn't have that level, it seems that he will learn more English writing with Brother Xiaolong in the future, otherwise it will be difficult to enter Hollywood in the future.

After waking Li Shaonan up, he rushed to the room to rest, Wang Xiaohu simply washed and washed, and changed into a neat casual clothes, saying that this outfit was still a couple outfit bought with Zhao Yazhi when he was in the book, posed a few poss in front of the mirror, and shaved his beard, and then took the script to Bruce Lee.

"Brother Xiaolong, this is the script you need!" Wang Xiaohu handed the script to Bruce Lee, and made another gesture to make Bruce Lee puzzled: "What do you want when you reach out?" ”

"Car keys! I'll be busy buying gifts later! Wang Xiaohu scratched his head and asked, "Brother Xiaolong, do you know where in Hong Kong there is a place to sell that kind of out-of-print medical books?" ”

Bruce Lee looked at the script and said without raising his head: "I have more than a dozen copies here, but most of them are in English." Do you want medical books to do research? ”

"Hey, hey! Brother Xiaolong, let's discuss something, how about contributing your more than ten medical books? Wang Xiaohu said with a shy face.

"Contribution? Why? Bruce Lee raised his head and frowned and said, "Those are all that I took a lot of trouble to collect when I was in the United States!" ”

"Ahaha, it's because it's your collection that's precious! I took it to Azhi's father. Wang Xiaohu said with a smile: "You also know that Azhi's father likes to read medical books, and I am the first time to come to the door, you look at it, right?" ”

"Oh!" Bruce Lee patted his forehead and was depressed

(To be continued)