"It's an interesting name."

Ji Yun was stunned for a moment, thinking that what he handed over would be "Funeral Coffin".

But it's right to think about it, now he has just graduated, his ability is limited, and he is still a little far from the height of creating a heart labyrinth.

"This is the script I submitted to the leaders of the station."

Xin Yukun rubbed his hands, his expression was a little embarrassed, this was the best book he could get in his hand.

Ji Yun nodded and browsed the contents of the paper.

The story is about Xiao Li giving gifts to the leader, and after several turnovers of gifts, no one found the money hidden in the gifts.

Later, the leader threw away the gift and was picked up by a rag picker who took the money.

He used three lines, interspersed with elements of parallel time and space.

Xiao Li tried hard to explain the money hidden in the gift to the leader, but he couldn't leak it on the table.

The leader was disdainful of Xiao Li, and even disliked him because the gifts he gave were too shabby, and he picked up the money by mistake, but he ran into Xiao Li who came to look for him, and he struggled in his heart for a while.

The three lines are parallel, very innovative, the conflict is intense, very dramatic and ironic.

"Not bad." Ji Yun nodded and gave him a positive evaluation.

Xin Yukun's face showed joy, "The reviewer of the TV station said that it is too complicated and winding, and it is different from the positioning of our column drama, and it is a failed work. ”

"It's a bit winding, but if you take out the main line and add some powerful branches, it will be a good micro-movie."

Xin Yukun's eyes lit up, but he didn't expect Ji Yun to have such insights into the script.

suddenly remembered that Ji Yun was the screenwriter of the embroidered spring knife, and he must be better at the script than himself.

But... In this way, it is not good to play the poor information.

Ji Yun's studios are all big productions, and he may be a little dismissive of his column dramas.

Besides, the volume of micro-movies is indeed a bit small, and it may be difficult to enter the eyes of these people.

He hurriedly explained: "I think there is still a market for micro-films, and now there are restrictions on the copyright screening of films on the Internet, but micro-films can capture a large number of moviegoers." Micro films will definitely develop rapidly with the innovation of the Internet and will soon be able to occupy a large market. ”

"Indeed." Ji Yun patted him on the shoulder, and his vision surpassed that of a lot of directors: "You're not just here to apply, right?" ”

Xin Yukun showed an embarrassed smile, his heart was punctured, which made him a little embarrassed for a while, and he twisted: "I want to shoot this story, this is my dream!" ”

"Shoot! You can shoot! The dream is so precious, it must be made true. ”

Ji Yun didn't stop at all, "What's your budget?" ”

Xin Yukun was ecstatic, his lips were trembling, this time he came to Jiyun Studio for an interview, it was really a wise choice!

"200,000, no! 100,000, 100,000 I can take it! ”

Although there are more clues in this book, it's not too difficult to shoot.

It's not so much a micro-film as a sketch, but it just moves the work of abandoning the street to the screen.

As for actors' salaries? That's not a problem at all.

The two performing arts colleges are not far away, just find a few stunned young people, and they are willing to act in 2000.

"Huh!" Ji Yun shook his head, "No! ”

"Isn't it possible?" Xin Yukun was a little disappointed, gritted his teeth again, and said fiercely: "Fifty thousand is fine, you invest fifty thousand, I promise to bring you benefits!" ”

It's a big deal to cut some branches, and I'll do the photography, editing, and soundtrack!

He held his breath in his heart, not only optimistic about this book, but also wanted to shoot some achievements and slap the face of the former leader once!

Seeing that the opportunity is in front of him, he can no longer let his blood flow abort.

"That's not what I meant." Ji Yun smiled and shook his head, "I'll give 500,000!" Let's speed up the micro film again! ”

Xin Yukun lost his voice for a moment, feeling that his whole head was buzzing, his face turned red instantly, and he said tremblingly: "I... I heard you right! ”

"That's right, go to the finance department and get the money!"

"Good!" Xin Yukun cried with joy, and bowed four or five times in a row, "Boss! I'll go and get ready now, and I'll definitely have good news for you next time I come back! ”

The wind was galloping, and Xin Yukun disappeared as soon as he slipped through the smoke.

Qiao Shan sat on the side and was dumbfounded, 500,000?

The salary of his last "Crazy Racing" was 70,000, which means that he still owes 10,000 yuan if he has to act in seven racing cars?

This person can take a bullshit book that is worth his efforts in seven films?

"Boss, shouldn't we think about it again?"

Ji Yun sipped the tea, looked at Xin Yukun's fiery back, and a smile appeared on his face, "What are you considering?" ”

"Our company's director resources are indeed insufficient, but it is not enough to invest in the director of a column drama, right? Also half a million? Besides, we didn't sign a contract, what should we do if he took the money and ran away? ”

This sentence woke up Ji Yun, he immediately put down the teacup, and secretly thought in his heart, there are indeed a few directors in their company.

Ning Hao's path is a bit single, and he does not refuse commercial films, but he is not good at pure literary films.

There must be a demand for literary films in the market, just like eating too much fish and meat, eating some small dishes can also regulate your appetite, and you can't completely abandon this part of the audience.

On the one hand, it is to enhance the company's reputation, and on the other hand, literary films have an innate advantage in winning awards.

Yu Min can make literary films, but he is a work contract, with his own constraints, and he himself is a closed disciple of Zhang Dabeard, although he has a bad relationship with Ji Yun, he cannot be completely regarded as his own person in the studio.

We have to recruit again!

500,000 is not a matter in his eyes, if he can really make a good director, 5 million is not too much.

"500,000..."Ji Yun smacked in his mouth, still feeling that he had invested a little little.

"Next!"

Seeing Ji Yun cross over this topic, Qiao Shan sighed helplessly, the boss is good, but he just doesn't listen to persuasion.

Qiao Shan's eyes rolled, and he suddenly thought of a possibility.

Is it that the boss suddenly found out that he had been deceived and is now regretting it, so he chose to divert from this topic.

Will what he said just now make him even more embarrassed, Qiao Shan sighed, forget it, if you eat a trench and grow wise, you should use 500,000 to make the boss mature.

"What's your name?"

Qiao Shan was still struggling, and Ji Yun had already begun to meet the next person.

"Hello teacher, my name is Zhang Meng."

It was a rough man who came in, with the appearance of a northerner, about one meter seven or eight, with a slightly bloated torso, standing far away like a door panel.

As soon as Ji Yun raised his eyes, he felt a little familiar when he saw this person.

After pondering for a long time, I remembered the identity of this person.

"You're the screenwriter?"

Zhang Meng was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Ji Yun to recognize himself, so he immediately showed a restrained smile and nodded: "Yes." ”

Qiao Shan was full of question marks, he hadn't heard of a movie whose screenwriter was named Zhang Meng.

"I've written a few sketch books, and I wrote the finale of this year's Spring Festival Gala's language class, and the results are okay."

Qiao Shan suddenly realized, "You wrote the sketch of "Talking about Things" at this year's Spring Festival Gala? ”

"Yes." Zhang Meng's smile also concealed a hint of self-satisfaction.

"I wrote a book, but I couldn't find a way to shoot it."

Zhang Meng's personality is very straightforward, and he said his intentions straightforwardly.

"What book?"

"Blessed are the ears." Zhang Meng subconsciously glanced at Qiao Shan, and quickly turned his head away.

"Did you come up with the title of the script after looking at me?" Qiao Shan was angry.

Seeing that Ji Yun showed an interested look, Qiao Shan secretly shouted that it was bad, the boss was moved again.

He hurriedly grabbed Ji Yun's arm and interrupted: "Boss, I feel that he is targeting me!" ”