Chapter 185: Frustration [The third update is sent, asking for a monthly pass]

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Spielberg's studio was huge, and it took a long time to get into the office. It's not so much an office as a comprehensive office.

I saw that the spacious building of more than 100 square meters was divided into small rooms that were not completely enclosed. No matter which room you have, you're busy with staff who don't touch the ground.

When these people saw Spielberg, they didn't even have time to say hello, nodded and walked over.

Seeing that the old man would not give himself time to rest, Cui Zhengyuan asked resignedly: "Okay, Steven, what problem will we solve first?" ”

Seeing that Cui Zhengyuan took the initiative to ask, Spielberg was very happy. "Cui, your current attitude is a qualified filmmaker. You know, the current shijie is changing too fast, and we have to speed up our pace so that we won't be abandoned by shijie. ”

Choi Jung-won groaned, squeezing a trace of air from between his lips. "Steven, get down to business, don't talk at length."

He is convinced, is it not that the Americans' mouths are so powerful. That's what Childe is, Bob is like this, and now even Spielberg is like that.

"OK, OK, OK, YOU'RE RIGHT, WE'RE GOING TO MEET MY ASSISTANT NOW, THE ACTUAL DIRECTOR OF THE FILM, MICHAEL. Seashell. The gentleman's hair is now about to fall out of his hair that has been annoyed by the script, shouldn't a moral person help him? Spielberg led Cui Zhengyuan and his party to an office.

Behind him, Choi Jung-won, Jung Sung-hye and Park Jung-jae all looked at the unscrupulous old man with black lines.

Before he could enter the office, he heard a angry shout from inside: "Bastard, is this an Autobot?" If the Autobots are this virtue, is there still a need for the Earth to be defended? Are you an idiot? I really don't know how your teacher taught you to draw back then? ”

A group of people were frightened by this scolding and stopped directly at the door. Spielberg, in particular, who had just bragged to his guests. His own assistant was a complete gentleman, and as a result......

Seeing the old man's embarrassed look, Cui Zhengyuan teased him, "Hey, Steven, the gentleman you mentioned seems to be in a bad mood, do you think we will come back to visit after a while?" ”

As he spoke, he made a gesture to turn and leave.

Spielberg hurriedly grabbed him and dissuaded him repeatedly, "Hey, buddy. Don't be so nervous. People have tempers, don't they? My assistant is just working under too much pressure, but here you are, I'm sure everything is not a problem. ”

Then he hurriedly yelled at the office, "Damn Mike, stop swearing, I've got someone." All the problems can be solved today, so don't hurry up and meet them. ”

With Spielberg's scream, a white man in his early forties rushed out of the room.

Gray hair, oil-stained cheeks, and a short-sleeved shirt covered in mud. The furry arms resemble those of a gorilla. Well, worthy of Spielberg's assistant, even the crazy work is the same.

The guy in front of him looks like a person who hasn't left his job for many days.

He ran out. He was still screaming. "Oh my God, Steven, this is the most news you've brought me in the past few days. I fucking love you to death, God has finally opened his eyes. ”

Wait for him to come out. At a glance, I saw Cui Zhengyuan standing side by side with Spielberg.

He knows that the screenwriter of "Transformers" is an Oriental, so it must be this one.

Don't wait for Spielberg to speak. Michael. Bei rushed up all of a sudden, and grabbed Cui Zhengyuan with a fierce bear hug.

One mouth looked like he hadn't brushed his teeth for a long time, and he was spewing out of his anger. "Young man, you're finally here. Do you know, we don't know what to shoot if you don't come. What the fuck are Autobots, I can't tell by those humble twenty-six letters. Image, you know? I need to see a specific image to make a model, to shoot something? ”

Cui Zhengyuan struggled to break free from his embrace.

Damn cyborgs, almost smoked him to death. Just looking at his eager gaze, Cui Zhengyuan really couldn't bear to beat him. I had to say helplessly: "Let's go, dear Mike, let's go in and say, let me see how your preparations are going?" ”

There weren't many people in the office, just four young people sitting in front of the computer, all with their heads down. It seems that just now by Michael. They were the ones who were poisoned by Bei.

Obviously, it's been so long, and they're not conscious.

Seeing that the four artists were not in good shape, Spielberg immediately slapped hard and cheered everyone up: "Okay, kids, cheer up." You see, the original creator of this movie is here, so let him tell you what the Autobots in the movie look like? I believe that with his description, you experienced artists can make the perfect model in one fell swoop, right? ”

Spielberg is a man who is very good at stirring up the atmosphere, and he has tried and tested this trick in the past.

However, there was an accident today, and the four artists did not change in the slightest, still with a dead face.

One of them brought the answer for everyone, "Steven, it's useless. No matter how thoroughly this Oriental boy says, we can't make something that meets your heart's content. ”

β€œweishenme? You are the best special effects team in Hollywood on a par with ILM, can't you do such a simple thing? Spielberg's anger also came up, and he asked loudly.

The artist didn't flinch, but stood up and said, "Damn, we don't even know what the fuck 3D special effects are?" What do you tell us to draw? Hell, there's no software out there to make 3D full effects. Steven, listen to me, this can't be solved by the current jishu conditions. ”

Despite the artist's bad tone, everyone was calmed. Because he is not a strong word, but a real exposition of an insurmountable jishu problem.

Listening to his words, Cui Zhengyuan also suddenly realized that he had made a very serious mistake of common sense.

The first part of the previous "Transformers" was made in 2007, when the computer animation design was already being perfected. Not to mention the imaging map of the three dimensions, even the use of the surrounding space has begun to appear.

And in terms of the cinema system, the concept of three-D viewing has been put on the agenda.

"Transformers" is not a work that makes him famous by plot and acting, the most important reason why he can become popular is the gorgeous special effects and novel Autobot concept.

But in 2001, when computer stunts were just beginning to develop, it was really difficult to get a group of people who had converted from traditional art to complete this task.

Looking at Spielberg, who was about to be furious, Cui Zhengyuan stepped forward and grabbed him, and comforted: "Forget it, Steven, I really don't blame these young men." It's that I'm too far ahead of my time, so don't be embarrassed by them. ”

Hearing Cui Zhengyuan speak for himself, the four artists thanked him very secretly.

Although they were scolded because of Choi Jung-won's script, everyone was doing it for work, and no one intended it. Besides, Spielberg was prone to getting angry when he was working, and they had long been used to it after so many years.

There was no fire, which made Spielberg very depressed. This kind of boredom was held in his heart, and his mood was depressed for a moment.

turned around and hugged Cui Zhengyuan tightly, and said in a choked voice: "You know, Cui, this movie is really great." Like a peerless beauty seducing me, I can't abandon him. ”

Michael. Bei also walked up and gently patted him on the shoulder, comforting his old partner. "Don't be sad, Steven, we can figure it out again."

"It's hopeless, Mike, it's a gap in technology, and it can't be bridged by human effort." At this time, Spielberg was quite disheartened, and there was no anger in the words he spoke.

From the time Cui Zhengyuan dissuaded him, he knew that "Transformers" was about to be stillborn.

For a director like him, holding a beautiful script in his hand but not being able to start filming is the biggest torture.

Only Spielberg at this time can make it clear that he is already an old man who is about to be seventy years old. The magic weapon that can support him to maintain his high fighting spirit is the movie.

When the movie is gone, his magic is gone.

Although he kept cursing this workaholic on the way here, Spielberg, who was lonely at this time, made Cui Zhengyuan feel very distressed. "It's okay, Steven, what we have is time. We can't shoot it now, we can keep it, and we will definitely be able to do it in a few years. ”

Spielberg, who was emotionally out of control, suddenly cried, and his voice was so desolate. "It's too late, the investor's funds are all in place. If I lose my word, my reputation will be completely ruined in the future. ”

Everyone was silent, and there was no way to deal with what Spielberg had said.

The entertainment industry seems to be beautiful, but there is never a shortage of hardships and dangers. Today's celebrities may become street rats that everyone shouts and beats tomorrow.

No matter how much Spielberg has achieved, if he loses investors a lot this time, he will not be able to move forward in this circle. After all, this is the shijie of capital, and everything is based on interests.

Even if A.P., the largest investor, is not held accountable, DreamWorks, Paramount, Warner, and many trust companies will pounce on him like wolves and tear him to pieces.

It was precisely because he was accustomed to seeing such ups and downs that Spielberg felt sad.

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