A fat face came to Li Xuechu, and a pair of thief eyes looked at Li Xuechu first, and then looked past Xiao Li into the room.

"This fat man is so rude." Li Xuechu was a little dissatisfied in his heart, and he was obviously ignored like this.

"Mr. Li Xuechu lives here, right? I'm a neighbor, and I'm coming to explore the door. By the way, is he your brother or your dad? ”

"I am." Although it was not pleasant, it was not easy for the neighbor who came to the door to block people out, so he opened the door and stepped aside, "Please come in." ”

"You are?" The fat man was obviously taken aback, and finally refocused his gaze on the boy who was scanning around the room, "You wrote the novel in the Ming Pao Evening News?" ”

"yes, come in and sit."

"Oh, by the way, my name is Wang Jin, and I live upstairs from your house." The fat man didn't see any outside, so he came in and directly found a backrest chair to make it, and didn't forget to continue to inquire, "By the way, what about your family?" Went to work? ”

"I'm the only one living here." Li Xuechu coped with it, and suddenly his heart was excited, "Are you Wang Jin?" ”

"yes, you know me?" Wang Jin asked.

"I don't know, I have the same name as a friend." Li Xuechu was busy covering up the past, the director's ** work remembered that filming will start next year, and there are indeed fewer people who know him, but his father is quite prestigious now, he can be described as a wireless boss, and he has produced and directed many hit TV series, the most familiar is the 83 Condor Shooting, but it has not come out yet.

"You're alone? No wonder it looks so empty. But it doesn't matter, you won't be alone in the future. Wang Jin patted his chest and began to pack a big bag, "I know all the people in this area, I will take you out to play another day, everyone knows each other, it is better than being alone at home." ”

When he came to Xiangjiang, Li Xuechu didn't plan to be a lonely person, and he didn't get along with people for old age and death, so it was good to know more people. However, he was quite dissatisfied with Wang Jin's anti-customer-oriented behavior.

"It's time to go to work, don't you have to go to work?"

"Hehe...... Wang Jin said a little proudly, "It's okay, no one cares about me, I'm still very free in the Shaw Brothers." ”

"Not wireless?" Li Xuechu was a little surprised, his father Wang Tianling should be wireless, right?

"Actually, it's all about the same, anyway, it's all Uncle Six's company now."

Shaw Brothers was founded by Shao Yifu, and the wireless family is also one of the founders, after Li Xiaohe died of illness this year, the descendants of the Li family have no intention of taking over wireless. And Shaw Brothers is losing ground in the competition with Golden Harvest, and Shao Tycoon is in full decline in front of his former subordinate Zou Wenhuai, and he also has the intention to withdraw from the film market and turn to TV. So Shao Yifu took the opportunity to buy the wireless shares held by the Li family and became the head of this large TV station in Xiangjiang.

Li Xuechu glanced at Wang Jin with disdain, this guy is now quite like a nominal civil servant in the township in the future, what he likes to do after he reports on the card, and he has a white-collar salary.

Wang Jin also saw the disdain in Li Xuechu's eyes, his face was a little unbearable, and he said curtly: "Actually, I am a screenwriter, I have to be inspired in this business, and it is useless to sit in the company all day if the inspiration does not come, it is better to go out and walk more, as long as the work is handed in, others will not say anything." If you can't pay to go to work every day, it's in vain. ”

That's understandable.

"Is that inspiration now?"

"Not yet, this thing came as soon as it was said, so I still have to go out for a walk. But your novel is good, it's very suitable for making a movie, how about it, we work together, you publish a script, I'll find investment and shooting, and we will split half of the money when you make money? Wang Jin got to the point.

"Aren't you a screenwriter?"

"What's the trick about being a screenwriter? No matter how good it is, it's hard to make money," Wang Jin said curtly, "I still want to be a director, and this is the future." Don't think that I can't do movies if I haven't directed them, I grew up watching my dad make TV movies, and I know this line of work, so I guarantee that it's okay! How about it, are you interested in cooperating? ”

"Did you like my two novels?" Li Xuechu rolled his eyes at him, "I'm sorry, I just sold it." ”

"Huh?" Wang Jin was dumbfounded, "It's all sold?" ”

"yes."

"You're still serializing the second part, right, and it's been written so soon?"

After writing three parts, and the fourth part is almost ready, Li Xuechu smiled bitterly, but his face remained silent: "I'm done writing, I'm thinking of a new novel." ”

"It's not simple, I think my Wang is also known as the 'fast gunman in the literary world', and writing scripts has always been done overnight, and now I have met an opponent." Wang Jin shook his head and sighed.

"You're the 'fast gunner.'" Li Xuechu secretly cursed in his heart, but there doesn't seem to be such a connotation in this era, so he has to do it.

"Hey, this is your new novel, right?" Wang Fatzi's thief eyes slipped to the manuscript on the table, and he picked it up and read it directly without waiting for Li Xuechu to agree. Li Xuechu had no choice but to roll his eyes and go with him.

Wang Jin flipped through the manuscript, and the more he looked at it, the brighter his eyes became.

"Although the first two parts were ruined, (silently complained, who was ruined?) But this one seems to be a middle-class work, and I think this one is barely qualified. (Hey!) Just pick this collaboration! (Did I promise you?) Seeing that there were still works, Wang Jin was not in a hurry, and the old god said on the ground.

"I haven't finished this book yet, isn't it too urgent to say this?"

"Don't be in a hurry, according to the degree of your first part, the current one will be serialized in a few days, even if the movie starts to prepare now, it will take at least half a month to finish, and won't you almost finish serializing this book by then?" Wang Jin was very 'enthusiastic' to help Li Xuechu plan.

"There's another one in the middle," Li Xuechu said, suddenly surprised: "Get a movie in half a month?" ”

"It's okay if it's fast, but it's our first work, (who promised you?) Don't be in a hurry, you have to work hard to make a good product. Wang Jin also reacted halfway through speaking, "There is another one?" Damn, I think my Wang is known as the 'Xiangjiang fast gunner', but I didn't expect ......"

"Stop!" The more I listened, the more awkward it became, "Keep this title for yourself, I won't fight with you." ”

"I'm not happy to praise you," Wang Jin didn't care, and came up again, "That one has a manuscript, let me see it?" ”

"That one won't work!" Li Xuechu doesn't want to spoil 'his own work' casually, "Fake God" is going to use special effects, this special effect is nothing in future generations, but according to the current level of Xiangjiang, I really don't know what it will look like, not to mention that Wang Fatzi has never made a movie yet......

couldn't stand the soft grinding and hard bubbles of Wang Fatzi, Li Xuechu still showed Wang Jin the draft of "Fake Heavenly God".

"I really don't know what your head is structured into, people can't conceive a good work in a year, and your work is thrown out like you don't need money." After reading the novel, Wang Jin said a little sourly.

The four consecutive novels have hurt the self-proclaimed talented and agile Wang Fatzi.

"But you're right, if you want to invest in making a movie for this work, the cost is a bit large, and we can't afford to play it now, so take your time in the future."

"Did I promise to work with you?" Li Xuechu said unhappily, "It's all about yourself, okay?" ”

"Working with me is definitely promising." Wang Jin hurriedly said, "Now is a good time to make movies, as long as there are good works, there is absolutely no worry about making no money." ”

Wang Kim Balabala lobbied about the prospect of making a film and his own advantages, and he was well-connected (his father's connections), experienced (this one is controversial), and talented...... Li Xuechu knew that the fat man was a successful commercial director in later life, although he didn't have a chance to win the award, he made a lot of money, but listening to Wang Fatzi's shameless boasting, there was always a sense of immediacy in front of Uncle Benshan.

However, compared with Wang Fatzi's reputation and success in later generations, as well as his optimism about the film industry, it is basically consistent with Li Xuechu's impression of later generations, and he was already interested in getting involved in movies, so Li Xuechu also agreed half-pushed. Next, the discussion between the two became more and more enthusiastic. Publish scripts, make movies, start a company, and sweep the Xiangjiang film circle (this is what Wang Fatzi said, Li Xuechu is not so thick-skinned for the time being).

"When the time comes, I will be the director when you publish the script, and I will contribute the money you will contribute, and we will work together......"

Wait, something doesn't seem right......

"You don't have any money?"

"I don't have any money, do you think I look like I'm rich?" Wang Jin blinked his small eyes, looking innocent.

“…… Depend on! ”

This dead fat man, you have no money, you say a hair?

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