Coming out of the Miramax headquarters, Song Ya's mind was full of Harvey Weinstein's chatter, but fortunately, he had seen some fooling masters, and he hadn't completely lost his concentration.

"I feel like he just fell in love with your 8 million, once the co-production, we can't control Miramax at all, in Hollywood, it's hard to find out how much money is really spent on making a movie, spend 3 million, account 8 million, and even halfway through the filming, you may be blackmailed to increase the budget."

Yeremov learned from him about Harvey Weinstein's offer and said, "Why else wouldn't Harvey let me follow up with Hayden and insist on seeing you alone?" It's just that you think nineteen-year-old is so deceitful, like Marvel took Black Panther and Blade to find an African-American singer to pull investment. ”

'Eighteen-year-old girls are simple, but they still retain romantic expectations, believe in love, don't value profits, and are more likely to reject you because of impulsiveness. But what about the women who came to Hollywood at the age of 25 or 6 after finishing their college classes and breaking into Hollywood from Broadway, London's West End or Australia? They know in their hearts that the opportunities are decreasing year by year with the passing of youth, and if they don't sit on the red sofa and seize the opportunity, then they can only find a way to catch a good man to marry, their room for maneuver is getting less and less, more and more urgent, and then give a little setback to show your power, believe me, there are absolutely few who can hold on......

"Boss? APLUS！？ ”

"Huh? What did you just say? Harvey's voice always resounded in Song Ya's head, and he came back to his senses when Yeremov reminded him loudly.

"I said maybe Harvey wanted to trick you." Yeremov said: "You have to be in Hollywood to be 12 points in spirit. ”

"I feel like that...... But that's nothing, if I don't have the ability to keep people from being pitted, will other Hollywood studios let me go? Probably not. Song Ya asked Hayden, "What is the arrangement for the evening?" ”

"Have dinner with Halle Berry and Spike Lee and talk about the script, and then I'll help you and Halle Berry wrap a movie, Xue Linfen's three hearts, and I'll meet the people of the new line tomorrow."

Hayden replied, "John Singleton has already broken down, and he asks for five million dollars." ”

"Five ......" Song Ya felt that the guy was inflated, "Five million is a first-line director's salary in Hollywood, right?" ”

"His debut film was nominated for two Oscars, and if Justins, who wrote poetry in July, sells well and critics have a good reputation, the coffee spot will surely surpass Spike Lee." Hayden replied, "The price can be negotiated, but I don't think it's necessary." ”

"It's also possible that he was embarrassed to refuse directly, so he offered an impossibly high price." Yeremov added.

"Forget it. Spike Lee didn't leak the script, did he? ”

Song Ya crossed out John Singleton in his heart, but unfortunately, he still liked the movie of the block boys, especially Singleton's ability to weave the 'dreams' of street boys, he knew better than Spike Lee what the bottom black people wanted to see. And after Dancing My Life changed the protagonist from white to himself, it is also possible to please the movie-going group similar to the block boy movie to some extent, the street boy has a nightmare life, and then he is faithful to his heart, chooses to dance hip-hop, and even soaks in the proud white girl of art school......

"He won't, he's a big mouth for other things, but the director's professionalism is still very passable, otherwise he wouldn't be able to mix it today." Hayden said.

In the evening, Spike Lee arrived on time, and was writing and scratching on the book in his hand with his glasses on, very attentive, with only a steaming cup of coffee in front of him.

"Hey, Spike."

The surface kung fu still has to be done in place, Song Ya sat down, and watched him toss the script of my life, and many pages were marked with label paper, "Is it so serious?" Song Ya muttered in her heart, her affection for this big mouth has increased a lot. How about the script? Give some advice? ”

"There's so much to dig into, and what you're trying to express is too superficial."

Spike Lee handed over the script, "See for yourself." ”

Song Ya also looked at it carefully, the copy paper was full of all kinds of circles and deletions, the opening, after the male protagonist clashes with the gangsters for Harley's character, the dialogue where the protagonist is pulled out of the nightclub by two companions is added by Spike Lee with a large amount of nagging with a very obvious personal style, young blacks and whites talk about street crime in the ghetto, racial discrimination......

Song Ya glanced at the other party who was holding the coffee and tasting it, and continued to look at it, the male protagonist went to court for smashing the glass of the art school, and before being sentenced to 200 hours of community service, he had a long time with the white judge Balabala, and then chatted with the white female principal of the art school......

"Whew......" Song Ya let out a long breath and endured a quick flip to the end, after one of the black children in his companion was shot, there was a very profound dialogue about human nature, crime, and racial issues at the funeral......

Unable to bear it any longer, he threw the script on the table, "Hey, I'm making a youth idol song and dance film, I didn't expect to go to the film festival and win an award Spike." ”

"Fxxk, can't you just pursue it a little?" Spike Lee hates this attitude.

"I ...... I ......"

Song Ya shrugged her shoulders and spread her hands, 'I' didn't think of the wording for a long time, and finally had to be rude, "I M-Fxxk just want to make a movie that can make money and make the audience happy, are you adding so many dialogues to me!?" ”

"Yay, your movie characters are monotonous, and you only have a little inspirational thinking about life, which is obviously such a good ethnic theme, but you bring out a bunch of empty consumerist shit?" Spike Lee reciprocates.

"You go sell this set to others, it's no fun for me!"

"You little NGer who fell into the eyes of money with M-Fxxk......"

“You M-Fxxk！ Open one's big mouth! ”

The two exchanged a few words, and the voices grew louder and louder, and the other guests in the restaurant began to look at each other.

Spike Lee pulled the script back and lowered his voice, "If you don't want to listen to my opinion, don't read it, if I find out that you used my words in it, you must add my name to the screenwriter at that time, otherwise don't blame me for suing you, I also have money and leisure, let's see you in court!" ”

"Take it, I won't use a word!"

"Okay, okay, you're good, I'll send you the bill for the script consultant." He said hatefully.

"Take care of you M......" Song Ya rolled her eyes, but this was said in advance, and there was no way to rely on it, "Okay, just use it as protection money." ”

"Be careful when you talk to me!"

"You ......"

Fortunately, Hallie arrived at this time, "Hey, sorry, my play is a little delayed, I'm late, sorry." She sat down between the two of them, "Why did you see you arguing as soon as you came?" Didn't you order something to eat? Hi waiter......"

The two men calmed down, and Spike Lee suddenly covered his forehead and laughed.

Song Ya also shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"What's wrong with you?" Harley looked at the two of them who couldn't stop laughing, and her face was inexplicable.

"Nothing." Spike Lee waved his hand, "The script is well written, APLUS, looking for a gunman, right?" ”

"Yes, two, the best." Song Ya replied.

"Forget it, show the black hip-hop art beautifully, and I won't embarrass you." He said.

"You're going to speak out in favor of it, right?" Song Ya asked.

He nodded, "Of course, you kid is willing to spend a lot of money in the film industry, what can I say?" And there are enough opportunities for black actors in this movie, can they account for half of them? ”

"Pretty much."

The three of them asked for food, and the atmosphere was rare and good, and they kept chatting around this movie.

"So John Singleton rejected you?" As they left, Spike Lee asked.

"Yes, he's overpriced." Song Ya replied truthfully.

"I'll give you some recommendations for the cast and crew."

"Uh, yes, auditions."

“You M-fxxk……”

"M-fxxk, what do you want?"

Suddenly, they scolded each other again, and after slamming each other's car doors and parting ways, Song Ya and Hallie simply disguised themselves and quietly entered a local high-end theater.

"Actually, you don't need to charter the venue, no one has seen this movie, and it will be released at the end of this week."

What's popular now is a comedy movie called Dave, which alludes to the incumbent and includes a cheating plot that makes the masses laugh, which is the box office champion of the week.

And Three Hearts is ranked after the tenth, with fewer movie theaters, fewer screens, and fewer people watching.

A boring comedy, the only advantage is that it doesn't pay much attention to political correctness and spoofs various issues, Xue Linfen's performance is decent, and she really doesn't expose the picture, but it will inevitably make this movie less interesting.

"With an investment of 11 million, it is expected that the box office will be 5 million, and she will lose another one." After reading it intently, Harley said.

Anyway, it has nothing to do with me, "Whatever!" Song Ya responded.