533 Signed "First Blood"

When Wang Xiaohu saw Stallone in the office, he almost didn't recognize it for a moment. [Full text reading]

"God, is this still the same Rocky I am familiar with?" Wang Xiaohu stood up from the back of the chair in surprise, and said dissatisfiedly while surrounding Stallone: "Hey, Sylvester, what have you been doing all these years?" Look, your little belly is bulging, and where are your strong pecs and biceps? Don't tell me you've been enjoying it for years! ”

"Boss, unfortunately, you are all right." Stallone lowered his head in shame and said in a slurred accent.

"Hell!" Wang Xiaohu scolded, now Stallone's body shape is seriously fat, to be precise, out of shape!

Rocky, who was hailed as a "spiritual idol" by young Americans back then, is far away, and standing in front of Wang Xiaohu is a big-bellied, loose-muscled, and slightly bloated nouveau riche!

That's right, Stallone really gave Wang Xiaohu a feeling of nouveau riche, with famous brands all over his body, famous watches on his wrists, and a gold belt around his waist Wang Xiaohu didn't know what words to use to describe him.

Rubbing his aching temples, Wang Xiaohu returned to his seat, pointed at Stallone angrily and said: "Man, everyone else is acting, and you are bringing drama to life, even if you want to say that this is an experiential school, it should be before the filming of "Rocky 2", not now!" ”

"Boss" Stallone's face turned red, and he wanted to explain it, but he found that he didn't know how to explain it.

After becoming famous with "Rocky 1", Stallone had a feeling of dreaming, and after the success of "Rocky 2", Stallone's inner expansion completely exploded, and he was more direct than the plot of "Rocky 2": he bought a famous car, a mansion, frequently went in and out of high society, and lived a life of drunken dreams and deaths.

In this world, only Wang Xiaohu can scold Stallone like this, and he has no room to refute. In Stallone's heart, if there was no Wang Xiaohu, there would be no honor, status, and life for him today, and it can be said that everything he has now is given by Wang Xiaohu.

"Don't you want to say something?" Wang Xiaohu looked at him indifferently, his eyes were like sharp knives directly inserted into Stallone's heart, and the thrilling feeling made him take two steps back.

"I don't have anything to say." Stallone mustered up a lot of courage, and after a long time, he said: "Boss, I failed to live up to your expectations of me, I messed up, I don't know what to do now, I hate myself"

As he spoke, Stallone squatted on the ground in pain with his head in his hands, sobbing helplessly like a child.

Wang Xiaohu sighed, he didn't expect Stallone to have such a violent reaction, walked over and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Sylvester, do you know, I originally asked you to accompany me to meet someone, but seeing you like this, I changed my attention." ”

"No, boss, don't do this to me, I know I'm wrong, please don't give up on me." Stallone cried out in pain.

β€œfake。” Wang Xiaohu said: "You are Stallone, don't do such a disgusting thing, stand up." ”

"Stand up, Sylvester, if you're still a man!" Wang Xiaohu saw that Stallone did not act, and repeated it again.

Only then did Sylvester Stallone stand up with "teary eyes" and looked at the boss blankly.

"yes, that's it." Wang Xiaohu turned around and picked up a handful of tissues and threw them over: "Hurry up and wipe your tears away, you must know that you are an American hero, if someone photographs your virtue, your reputation will be completely ruined." ”

When Syllegro wiped his tears, Wang Xiaohu continued: "What were you crying just now? ”

"I learned from WinterdΓΌrle that you came to Los Angeles this time to tailor a new film, and just now you said that you changed your attention, and I still think"

"You just think I'm not going to cast you?"

Stallone nodded seriously, and Wang Xiaohu said with a smile when he saw this: "Please, I just changed my mind, and I didn't say that I won't let you star!" ”

"Look at your current body shape, there is a huge difference from the character I asked you to create, a huge difference, you know?" Wang Xiaohu's tall figure of Rambo appeared in his mind, and he suddenly said excitedly: "He has a stronger body than Rocky, and he has a more painful past than Rocky, he is one enemy against a hundred, and killing the enemy is as easy as cutting a watermelon, his eyes are full of hesitation to heartache, but his heart is lonely, lonely, and dazed, and he cries more helplessly like a child, yes, just like you cried just now." ”

Stallone listened carefully, and every time Wang Xiaohu said a word, his eyes brightened, so that in the end he asked excitedly: "Boss, who is he?" ”

"Rambo, an excellent soldier who returned to his homeland from the battlefields of Vietnam, although he won the Congressional Medal of Honor, he was discriminated against by society and could not lead a normal life." Wang Xiaohu said with a smile: "He was extremely brave on the battlefield, drove a tank, and carried more than one million dollars of equipment, he once had a glorious and painful past, such a soldier returned to the United States, and he was greeted not with flowers and praise, but with unjustified scolding and denunciation!" ”

"Boss, I like Rambo, I'm going to be Rambo!" Stallone suddenly said excitedly.

"Of course, Rambo is yours."

Stallone smiled innocently when he heard this, but Wang Xiaohu immediately said in a stern tone: "But before that, you have to lose the fat on your body, and I don't allow a fat pig to run on the screen." ”

β€œyes-sir!” Stallone responded loudly, and the fat on his body trembled, making Wang Xiaohu only roll his eyes.

"Give you half a year, you can go to the Marine Corps to experience military life, or talk to retired soldiers who participated in the Vietnam War, or in some other way, and after half a year, I need to see a living Rambo, can I do it?" Wang Xiaohu asked.

"Yes, absolutely, I swear in God's name"

"Ok, I hope you won't let me down again." Wang Xiaohu sighed and said, "Give you ten minutes to clean up yourself, and then we will go to see the guy named David Moral." ”

At the end of 1970, when his friend returned from the battlefield in Vietnam, he heard a lot of horror and horror things about the battlefield from his friend's mouth, and then he often visited his friend's house and met more American soldiers who had retired from the Vietnam War, so he found that their lives were very strange compared to normal people, so he came up with the idea of writing "First Blood".

The first blood was written in 1972, and David Morel once took the novel to the five major Hollywood studios, and only Columbia accepted him, and the head of Columbia at the time said: "David, your novel is great, but I'm sorry, our company can't help but make this movie." ”

"Why?" David asked anxiously, knowing that this was his hard work for more than a year.

"I'm sorry that no one in the United States wants to mention the Vietnam War now, and our Columbia company will become the focus of public opinion."

Davy left Columbia in despair, and over the next five years, he approached several studios to recommend his novels, but was rejected without exception. Some companies that want to take risks simply call David a madman when they hear that it costs $2 million to acquire the adaptation rights, and no one wants to meet the madman David from then on.

Originally, David didn't think the book would sell, but yesterday he received a phone call from a person who claimed to be the head of Concorde Pictures in the United States, hoping to talk about the adaptation rights of "First Blood" and agreed to meet at a cafΓ© near Concord at 3 p.m. this afternoon.

Before coming to Los Angeles to meet Wang Xiaohu, the friend who retired from the Vietnam War once persuaded: "David, give up, everyone ignores the existence of our group, we have stained too much blood on the battlefield in Vietnam, this is God's punishment for us!" ”

"Wait, someone will see and buy this novel, Zilph, trust me, you are all victims." David said stubbornly, "Tiger. Wang is an Oriental, and his ideas have never been different, and I should have thought of him a long time ago after the release of "Rocky", but because he is an Oriental, I have a certain prejudice against him. ”

So David solemnly took the novel and arrived at the scheduled place two hours early. He had long heard about the name of Concord, which was founded in 72 and the first film introduced to the Hollywood market was "Enter the Dragon" by kung fu superstar Bruce Lee, and the following year they released the exciting "Rocky", then Bruce Lee's real posthumous "The Warrior's Journey", and the comedy "Home Alone", which swept the myth of the Christmas box office, and the famous "Jaws" was also invested by this company.

These all made David inexplicably excited, yes, from a business point of view, this company is undoubtedly a Hollywood box office vampire for several years, and their young boss is also the holder of the four Oscar statuettes, many Hollywood box office myths are created by this young man, and it is simply a great honor for David to be appointed by such an excellent young man.

While David was thinking about it, a voice sounded in his ears: "Mr. Morel? ”

"Yes, it's me!" Davy hurriedly knocked over the coffee on the table, and then let out a scream, because he saw that his beloved novel had been spilled a lot of coffee, and after scrambling to dry it with the corner of his clothes, he looked up at the visitor.

"Are you" Before David finished asking, he saw the tall man behind him, covered his mouth with his hand in surprise and whispered, "God, it's Mr. Stallone." ”

Stallone smiled and said hello, "Hi." ”

Needless to ask, the person who can get Stallone to accompany him in person must be a big man, and looking at that oriental face, David is almost certain that he is the young boss of Concord: Tiger Stallone. King.

"Mr. Wang?"

Wang Xiaohu smiled, nodded and said, "That's right, it's me." Nice to meet you, Mr. Morel. ”

"Call me David." David Morel also smiled and said, "You may be seated." ”

"Thank you." After Wang Xiaohu and Sylvester Stallone sat down, the waiter came over and asked what to drink.

After the waiter left, Wang Xiaohu said, "David, I'm sorry to keep you waiting." ”

"Oh, it's nothing, it's not time to meet yet, it's just that I'm early." David said that he found the young man from the East to be very polite, and did not frown or be disgusted by his gaffe.

"Can you tell us about your novel?"

"Of course, I'm glad to do that." David handed over the novel with a faint coffee stain in his hand, and then his heart was pounding, he was very nervous, and to tell the truth, he had suffered too much rejection and staring for this novel in the past few years, and even his family began to raise objections, thinking that he had sacrificed too much for the change of this novel.

"The novel is good, and I was drawn to the beginning."

Half an hour later, Wang Xiaohu put down the novel in his hand, picked up a cup of coffee and said, "David, maybe I should change a new cup of coffee for you." ”

"Huh?" David was stunned, it turned out that in the past half hour, he had already drunk his coffee because he was too nervous.

"Sister, get a fresh cup of coffee for Mr. Morel." Wang Xiaohu said to Stallone, who was stunned beside him.

Stallone nodded, and without waiting for David to say anything, he picked up his cup and walked to the front desk.

"Alright, David." Wang Xiaohu staggered his index fingers on the table to support his chin: "I can tell you very clearly that I bought this novel." ”

"Really?" David's eyes widened, and suddenly a look of ecstasy appeared on his face: God, I waited five years, and finally succeeded!

The joy made David unable to turn around for a while, until Wang Xiaohu took out a contract from his briefcase and handed it to him, "If you don't have any other requirements, sign this contract, and of course, there is a check for two million dollars." ”

β€œcoll!” Almost without any consideration, David took the contract and looked at it closely.

This film and television adaptation contract is very formal, as long as David signs it, he will directly get a remuneration of two million US dollars, and from then on, the adaptation right of the novel "First Blood" belongs to Concord Company exclusively, Concord Company has the right to adapt the novel according to the needs of the film, and the original author of the novel cannot raise any objections or even use various means to hype.

As for why the last one was added, it was a lesson that Wang Xiaohu learned from "Jaws" two years ago, and he didn't want to repeat it. So I didn't even cut the price, and I smashed two million at a time.

"There is no problem!" David signed the contract, then picked up the check and kissed it a few times, and said with a fluttering eyebrow: "Mr. Wang, now that "First Blood" is yours, it doesn't matter how you want to change it, if there is anything you don't understand, I will be happy to serve, of course, it is all free." ”

"I'm glad you think so." Wang Xiaohu laughed: "Happy cooperation!" ”――

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(To be continued)