"How can you be angry? Don't be angry, go for it. ”

Song Ya suddenly opened his scarlet eyes, lowered his head and buried his head in the neck of Harley who was sitting in his arms, and whimpered, the sharp fangs cut through the blood vessels, and the warm and fresh human blood made his originally distorted, fierce, and hideous face gradually calm down, and then vaguely showed a look of enjoyment.

Harley let out a terrible wail, her hands and feet fluttered and she tried to struggle a few times, but soon lost the strength to resist, her whole body was paralyzed, and her head hung weakly.

Biting and sucking greedily, Song Ya didn't care about it until she was 'full', then she pushed away the woman who had passed out, slowly got up with her blood-red teeth, let the sticky blood drip from the corners of her mouth, moved her neck left and right, and her eyes were condensed.

"Very good, very good! This is over! ”

Zack Schneider shouted happily, "Prepare for the next one." Behind him there was a sparse burst of applause.

'Goo-goo-goo...... Spit! ’

Song Ya took the water handed by Tarragi and rinsed his mouth desperately, he recognized that it was screenwriter David Goyer who was applauding, as well as Marvel Studios President Sals and original artwork author Jean Curran and Yeremov as accompaniment, so he waved to them.

"My role is gone today, you continue to be busy."

Smiled and bumped a fist with Hallie, who was sitting up, and then walked shirtless to David Goye and the others, "Yo! Are you all right? He noticed that there was a photographer who was responsible for the crew's task of documenting short films, so he restrained himself a little and hugged a few people.

"...... you" Sals asked, gesturing at his face and smiling, "How does the plasma taste?" ”

"Oh."

Song Ya took the towel handed by Taragi and wiped the blood at will, "This is specially made by the crew, sweet and silky with a little honey flavor, do you want to taste it?" Advance warning, the taste is so-so. ”

"Hahaha, forget it."

In front of the camera lens on their shoulders, everyone pays attention to their conversations, talking around the green screen hanging in the upper part of the studio, and Song Ya also explains to them that this is the headquarters of the Vampire Presbyterian Church according to the plot design, and Industrial Light and Demon will fill the green screen with magnificent Gothic architectural CG.

Soon, Zack Schneider asked for quiet, so everyone obediently shut up and watched the next scene be filmed.

According to the plot, the blade warrior played by Song Ya was tortured by the villain to the point of dying, and the heroine Harley, who quietly came to the rescue, took the initiative to dedicate herself, let the half-human, half-vampire him suck his own blood to recover his superpowers, and then went out to beat the villain.

Now in the order of the plot, a large close-up of Hallie passing out is being filmed.

As an R-rated film, it's impossible not to show off sex appeal by the way, the earthy and conservative scientist Harley will cross less and less at the beginning, and by the time this plot is already a vacuum crop top and leggings, the cameraman straddles her body in a 'coma', and the camera is very close to slowly gliding along the graceful undulating curve.

"Cards!" Zack Schneider didn't seem satisfied, and walked over to discuss it with the photographer.

Makeup and styling took the opportunity to help Harley fix the bite marks on her neck, as well as replenish the blood that flowed out, and the whole crew was running in an orderly manner.

"APLUS, GO OUT AND TALK?" David Goyer asked.

"Okay."

As the group shook off the footage of the documentary and walked outside the studio, Sals began to ask questions about when the film would be released.

"Two choices, Halloween in '97, or summer vacation." Song Ya replied: "Personally, I still prefer the summer file, and I am trying my best to win from the publisher Universal." ”

Dancing My Life sold more than 130 million in the summer, and the cat-and-mouse game lasted from Thanksgiving to the Oscars the following year, and it only grossed more than 180 million at the global box office, "Yes, it's better in the summer." Sals agreed, "Is it hopeful?" He asked.

Song Ya replied, "It's okay, Catherine told me that Universal might take Spielberg's Jurassic Park sequel: The Lost World with Blade." ”

"Isn't it okay to schedule Halloween this year?" David Goyer asked.

"No, it takes a long time to make special effects for ILM." Yeremov shook his head.

The people at Marvel know a little about special effects production, "It's enough for us to draw ten comics, purely hand-drawn." Jean Curran complained with jealousy.

"Now there are fewer people buying comics, and they all go to watch special effects blockbusters." Sals sighed.

The main purpose of their visit this time is to sell Black Panther to Song Ya, Marvel has been rumored to be bankrupt until now, and this year is probably really going to be bankrupt, even if the Blade Warrior sells well next year, the revenue sharing is far from quenching the thirst, not to mention that Yeremov and Catherine don't plan to give them much income at all.

"I don't have this idea for the time being, at least I'll wait until the Blade Warrior is released."

I don't understand, I'm not interested, Song Ya refused again, even buying a blade warrior, he was pushed to this role by Yeremov and Catherine step by step, the production cost is almost 40 million, and there is no apocalypse, I don't know if I will make money or lose it, annoying!

"Maybe you'll like our other vampire hero, Morbius?"

"And what about Iron Man, Captain America, Black Widow, Deadpool, Iron Fist, Ant-Man, Punisher, humanoids?"

Marvel seems to really can't get by, and it has the posture of jumping off the building to sell.

"Black Widow?" Song Ya shook her head like a rattle, and asked when she heard the word Black Widow.

"Black Widow is white, boss." Yeremov knew that he did not read comics.

"Oh, by the way, isn't there a poison ivy girl?" Song Ya remembers that Harley cosed with Poison Ivy when she attended a makeup party, and maybe she would like it.

"Poison Ivy is DC's hero." Sals rolled his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Sals, maybe you've seen the financial news not long ago, and I'm also going through a financial crisis here." Song Yan took an excuse to send it away.

This excuse worked well, and Sals no longer dwelled, "Alright then, anyway, we are looking forward to the completion of the Blade Warrior, and I believe you will not let us down APLUS." ”

"Rest assured, we are filming strictly according to David's script." Song Ya pointed at David Goye and smiled.

"Well, then we won't bother you."

Who doesn't know that Marvel is looking around for a meal, Sals and the others hurriedly went to find the next wronged leader, "Hmph, when I am wronged, we still treat you as you!" Song Ya looked at their backs and sneered, "It's just right to go bankrupt, and if you turn around and kill your box office share, you are even more powerless to resist." ”

"Marvel stock is cheap right now." Yeremov laughed.

"It's not that simple."

Tycoon Perelman and Wall Street Wolf Carl Icahn are frantically fighting a Marvel control war, and there are very few shares in circulation that are cheap but outstanding, and new players will be fired up immediately.

This year is a big bull market, Carl Icahn is in full swing, and Perelman, who is more more industrial, also took advantage of the election year's deputy commander Gore to take care of him, and listed the cosmetics giant Revlon in his hands, and soon the market value exceeded the billion mark. Relying on this money, he also survived the crisis, according to Fujibi's calculations, his personal assets this year have improved greatly compared with last year, and will probably exceed 4 billion again, although there is still a big gap compared to the net worth of nearly 6 billion at the peak.

It's not normal for Marvel's stock price to be so low, those two old Wall Street villains with plenty of silver bullets are playing a capital game and want to privatize, but they are currently evenly matched and stalemate, who dares to play with them? When the time comes, I don't know how people got pitted.

Song Ya doesn't know about comics, but she has always maintained a high-intensity focus on the capital market, "Oprah got the adaptation rights?" "He's more concerned about that.

"Of course I got it, Ho! 80 million budget ......"

Yeremov shook his head again and again and exclaimed, "Is it convincing?" Boss. ”

"Hmph, it's not too late to be convinced when her movie hits."

After all, he lost for a while, Song Ya compared his heart, Oprah, like himself, just appeared on the All-Rice Rich List last year, and it is estimated that it has also swelled, projects with a budget of 80 million, not to mention art films, it is difficult for commercial blockbusters to get back their capital, right?

"I have patience and watch a good show in ninety-eight years." He sneered.

"Hehe, you and Jodie Foster teamed up, not to mention Oprah, the seven Hollywood majors are going to panic, and your vision for picking films has been proven by successful cases."

Yeremov patted his ass, "Boss, look, our team is all grouped, isn't it good to disperse without doing anything?" Jodie Foster also has the rights to adapt a copy of 'Memoirs of Six Years at the Royal Palace of Bangkok'...... She asked us if we would like to continue. ”

"Bangkok...... It doesn't sound very lucky. Song Ya complained.

"Geely?"

"Isn't the financial media talking about Thailand's economic bubble right now? Saying that their economy is about to collapse, pay more attention to things other than movies Yeremov, and now let me shoot what Bangkok Royal Palace ......"

Song Ya sent him away, went back to the dressing room, picked up the LSAT test practice book, concentrated on the questions, and waited for Hallie to get off work.

"Boss, the five million loan of Northern Trust is about to be burned out by 3DFX." Jimmy, the assistant teacher, came in and reported, "What should I do?" ”

“Shxt！ One day, I'm going to burn paper money for those three guys! Song Ya scolded.