Most of the stationery is Zhang Yunwei's scattered thoughts, which are the so-called inspiration when they sound good. It's just that he writes so casually and throws it away so casually, he feels like he doesn't even take it seriously.

But through those fragmentary words and the stringing together those scattered words that are only a few words, Duan Xi can see the master's thoughts and interrogations about life, philosophy and human nature.

In this era when movies are just getting started, who will do this? Who would try to represent such boring stuff with a movie.

To put it bluntly, it is a disease of literature and youth, and it has to be cured.

Not to mention that in this era, even in the most glorious and flowery film era in Duan Xi's previous life, literature and art are things that most directors dare not touch. Because it is easy to die in the corners of the box office, and most of them are the kind that are not sympathized with when they die.

But what really makes a name for itself and can bring people a violent collision of ideas is often this thing.

Therefore, this thing is a double-edged sword, if you do it well, you will go to hell if you do it well.

"Director Zhang's previous films, do you have any special information?" Duan Xi asked.

The female assistant became more and more angry: "What are you doing?" ”

"A senior consultant who has just joined the company."

"Senior Advisor?" The female assistant has not heard of this position in the company.

"It's the kind of money that can be spent casually, nothing has to be done, and there is really something to do at any time." Duan Xi was concise and to the point.

I was put on the ...... by this guy again Mu Rou on the side shrugged her shoulders.

The female assistant was startled and hurriedly went to the bookcase to look through a copy of the materials.

Mu Rou glanced at it and patted her head: "Oh, it turns out that he is the director who filmed "Warm", no wonder he is still a little familiar, I haven't thought of it before." ”

"It doesn't seem to be without a little fame." Duan Xi said with a smile.

Mu Rou stood on tiptoe a little embarrassed, and whispered in her ear: "It's better not to have this fame, it's a negative textbook in the film academy!" At that time, one of my lecturers said that whoever wants to die in tricks should shoot a film like "Warm", and ensure that he dies the most ugly, thorough, and deserving death. ”

Duan Xi: "......"

Also, with this title, 95% of the audience can be actively driven away in this era.

"Otherwise, forget it." Mu Rou really doesn't want to waste a script like "Peace Hotel" in the hands of such people. For her, the most talented director of this era is worthy of this genius script.

"It's coming." Duan Xi said, carefully watching Zhang Yunwei's introduction, as well as the introduction of the only two previous films.

Zhang Yunwei, male, 34 years old, native of Liucheng, Hunan Province. Graduated from an art major that is not in the stream, it is not a professional background.

A few years ago, I followed a famous director as an assistant to enter the industry, with my understanding and a little opportunity, as well as met two unjust big-head financiers, and made two box office hit films.

The main reason why Chen Ange hired him was because it was cheap, and the secondary reason was because of the recommendation of the famous director.

But in the past three months, various views have not been much in line with Chen Ange. Moreover, the big coffee Xie Guangsheng has always arranged his no, and tried his best to belittle him, causing Chen Ange's patience and confidence in him to gradually lose out.

In the office, Xie Guangsheng suppressed and ridiculed every now and then, making almost all colleagues feel that Zhang Yunwei was purely a dead street bastard.

Zhang Yunwei simply let himself go, often hanging out and strolling in the name of finding inspiration, going to work is like going to a public toilet, just talking about walking.

This also leads to more impatience with him, a vicious circle.

"How is the film "Warm", have you seen it?" Duan Xi asked.

Mu Rou shook her head. Although she is diligent in her studies, she really doesn't bother to put in the energy for such a worthless and non-existent thing.

After all, this Kunlun world is not like Duan Xi's previous life, the movie is not digitized, and if you want to watch any film, you have to go to the theater.

Xie Guangsheng's disgusting figure appeared at the door at the right time, holding a teacup in his hand. He didn't worry that Duan Xi would come to Zhang Yunwei, so he couldn't help but come and take a look.

Hearing Duan Xi ask about Zhang Yunwei's masterpiece, Xie Guangsheng sneered as always: "I still stepped on my mother's "Warm", the whole film was filmed in the mine of the black hole, and the characters in it were filmed as cold as beasts, and the protagonist's lines talking to himself could account for half of all the lines, and he only filmed this thing when he was sick in the brain." ”

Because Zhang Yunwei is a competitor in the company, he went to learn about the detailed introduction of this film, otherwise he would be too lazy to watch it than Mu Rou.

Duan Xi: "That's okay." ”

Xie Guangsheng was stunned, and muttered a sentence in his mouth, "I also have a sick brain."

Duan Xi didn't care about it this time, he didn't bother to take care of this kind of goods.

At this time, a sloppy man suddenly broke into the door, and knocked Xie Guangsheng into a stumbling arm.

Xie Guangsheng muttered, but was scolded by this sloppy man, "Get out", Xie Guangsheng curled his mouth and didn't scold back.

The man's half-centimeter-long beard stubble and unkempt hair made him look more than a decade older than his actual age, and his red eyes showed that he might have been lacking sleep lately.

He is Zhang Yunwei, although his reputation is not very good, but it is not as good as being famous when he meets.

In fact, he was also completely desperate for the current working environment, so he came here to pack his personal belongings, and he was ready to say goodbye to Chen Ange.

It's just that I didn't expect two strangers, a man and a woman, to stand in front of their desks, still holding their own profiles and graffiti stationery.

"Director Zhang?" Duan Xi smiled and stretched out his big hand.

Zhang Yunwei was stunned for a moment, pulled her unkempt hair, and instantly became a little at a loss from being unruly just now.

From joining the company three months ago to leaving today, it is the first time that someone has called him "Director Zhang" in a serious manner, and there is no sarcasm.

"Who are you?"

"The company's consultant, this Miss Mu Rou is a newly signed artist of the company. Talk outside? ”

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Yunwei was puzzled.

"About the film."

"But I'm leaving."

"Isn't this still gone?" Duan Xi handed him a cigarette, pulled his arm and walked to the row of chairs in the small garden downstairs and sat down, "Let's talk casually." According to your plan, what kind of film are you going to make for the company? ”

"Does it make sense? I'm really leaving. And even if I say it, the company won't shoot it. ”

"Then don't shoot it, talk a few words and don't deduct your salary."

……

By the window of the small building just now, Xie Guangsheng kept a close eye and couldn't help but talk to himself.

"A layman consultant, a stubborn donkey director, and an outdated second-tier star, if you can talk about any results, I will follow your surname."

After a while, Xie Guangsheng noticed that the expression on Zhang Yunwei's face seemed to have changed significantly, as if he was stimulated by Duan Xi's words.

Or to be more precise, something on Zhang Yunwei's body seems to have been activated by Duan Xi.

Especially after Duan Xi handed over a few pieces of paper to Zhang Yunwei, Zhang Yunwei just looked at it briefly, then stood up and danced as if he was enchanted.

And Duan Xi and Mu Rou both smiled, and seemed to have calculated that Zhang Yunwei would react like this.

"What the hell is this guy messing with?" Xie Guangsheng became more and more curious.

Moreover, I feel a little uncomfortable at the bottom of my heart. Although he was very confident, Zhang Yunwei's state of being suddenly activated was very abnormal.

After a while, he saw Duan Xi and the others go upstairs, they should be looking for Chen Ange. Xie Guangsheng touched Xie Ding's head, picked up the cap and put it on, and quickly followed.

……

In Chen Ange's office, this iceberg beauty is reading the synopsis of the story handwritten by Duan Xi.

The words are good-looking, and the story is even better.

Putting down the manuscript, she stared at Duan Xi for a long time and asked, "You wrote it?" ”

"Don't you think the words are beautiful?" Duan Xi deliberately diverted the topic.

"I mean, you made up the story yourself. What "Peace Hotel", isn't the prototype of the Lanyan Building where you live? ”

Sure enough, even the three-year-old stupid Bai Tian can think of things, and he really can't hide this eight-sided female boss.

"It's not that you don't pay for the screenwriting, what do you do with so much thought."

Duan Xi: "......"

This little girl, one person can have 800 hearts.

Mu Rou covered her mouth and smiled like a muffled gourd.

Zhang Yunwei was the most focused, and a little excited: "Mr. Song? As long as you shoot this book.,I'm guaranteed to applaud and sold.。 This manuscript was handed over to me, and within three days I refined it into a standard script, and I could shoot it at any time, and the requirements for the shooting scene were not strict, and there were not many main actors, so the investment would not be very large! ”

"Didn't I hear you're ready to leave?"

"It's okay if you don't leave your job, you don't pay your salary, just let me shoot." Zhang Yunwei knows what an important opportunity this is.

In fact, his idea of this script is still different from Duan Xi. To be specific, if this guy who committed a literary illness is allowed to shoot, he probably won't be able to shoot "Peace Hotel" in his previous life.

But Duan Xi found that if he followed this guy's train of thought and was slightly restrained, he would probably be able to make a combined version of "East Evil and West Poison" and "Peace Hotel".

It is not only literary and artistic, but also popular.

As long as the narrative style is guaranteed to be accepted by the general audience, it is not much of a problem. On the contrary, it is really possible to raise the ideology a little bit.

Of course, even if there is no promotion, as long as the story is presented in its original form, it can still sell well at the box office.

"Are you sure his style can handle this script?" Chen Ange finally asked Duan Xi, the original author, for his opinion.

Duan Xi: "At least three streets stronger than Xie Guangsheng." ”

Chen Ange rarely showed a smile: "Then shoot, what are you waiting for." But I'm ugly to say the front, if you waste such a good script, don't blame me for throwing you into the Heishui River to feed Wang Ba. ”

Zhang Yunwei promised again and again: "Don't worry, if you mess up this, I'll jump into the river by myself!" Mr. Ge, thank you for giving me this opportunity, and thank you Consultant Duan......"

Duan Xi shook his head: "I still appreciate your original rebellious appearance, can you recover?" Not very adaptable, bro. ”

Chen Ange couldn't help but wonder.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and it was Xie Guangsheng who came in with adhesive tape in his mouth.

"Mr. Ge, you ...... What about a meeting? ”

"Just finished."

"Oh...... I'm here to talk about the script of "The Flower Sea Warbler......"

"Forget that, it's too vulgar."

Xie Guangsheng was stunned for a moment, a little panicked: "Then go back to "The Singer of the Ancient City" and "Thin Life"? ”

"It's also vulgar."

Xie Guangsheng was completely messy.

He glanced at Duan Xi and said in his heart, what kind of ecstasy soup did you pour into the boss? It's only been the second day since you stepped into the Malay company, and Lao Tzu was marginalized?