Chapter Seventy-Five: Lloyd's Syndrome
I'm going to see Li Cheng in the evening.
After Li Xianyun asked Han Xinyu's address, he went straight to the appointment.
The place of the appointment is in the Xiangcheng Hotel, which is Li Cheng's own property.
However, Li Cheng is not in the hotel industry, he is a coal boss, and the hotel belongs to the open and playful, in his words, it is convenient to entertain some friends.
However, the coal business is not doing well now, and Li Cheng is gradually transforming.
At six o'clock in the evening, &bsp&bspLi Xianyun came to the most luxurious box in the hotel.
Li Cheng was already waiting there.
is different from the pot-bellied coal bosses in Li Xianyun's impression, Li Cheng's rare elegant temperament looks even more gentle.
In addition to Li Cheng in the box, there was only one of his secretaries, and after the two shook hands, Li Cheng said, "Director Li came alone?" ”
"Yes."
"It's not very convenient to be alone, &bsp&bsp It's a lot more convenient to bring a secretary."
Li Xianyun sat down next to Li Cheng, "It's not a big director, &bsp&bsp is to have directed a few Internet universities." ”
Li Cheng smiled, "Huayou showed me the Doomsday Crazy Flower directed by you, although it hasn't been launched yet, it's really good." Especially those special effects, exquisite, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like 50 million can be filmed. ”
"It's the technician's work, not mine." Li Xianyun replied, "But the most regrettable thing is that you can't use this book." ”
Li Cheng understood what he meant, and sighed, "I took it for my son." early, I'm just this baby son. He loved watching movies and once dreamed of getting into the industry. He's dying...... I can't fulfill his wishes, but I think I can make him the main character and tell his story. ”
Li Xianyun nodded: "No wonder the script is so bad." ”
The secretary beside Li Cheng widened his eyes.
Dude, are you talking so straight?
Li Cheng was also a little surprised: "Director Li doesn't like that script?" ”
Li Xianyun smiled, "I guess you like it very much, because it records a lot of your son's experiences." For you, it's an unforgettable memory, the most real. But did you know that there's a big difference between personal experience and storytelling? ”
Li Cheng listened to him quietly.
Li Xianyun said: "Artistic creation comes from life, &bsp&bsp, but it must be higher than life. In life, if a family member suddenly becomes ill and has some special behaviors, it will cause us a lot of trouble in life. But when you put these things in the movie, they will seem like nothing more than that. The world of the movie is not a real existence, so the requirements will be magnified...... When did you hear that death in a movie can be a selling point? The gorgeous and novel way to die is. ”
Li Cheng was stuck.
After thinking about it, he lowered his head and smiled bitterly, "Yes, what I have experienced, for me, may be impressive, or exciting, but these are nothing in the movie." ”
Li Xianyun said: "What's more, you also asked to make it into a commercial film." ”
Li Cheng shook his head, "I'm not here to make money, I just want more people to see it." If you don't think the film will sell well, is it okay to lower the ticket price? ”
Li Xianyun smiled.
This is typical layman's parlance.
Li Xianyun shook his head, "The box office is shared with the theater, and the price reduction will lead to a sharp decrease in the theater's income." Theaters won't accept it, and if they don't, they will lower their schedules, resulting in fewer audiences. Of course, you can choose to give the theater chain a profit, but it doesn't make sense. It's the audience's choice that counts. The audience spends time to enter the cinema, and the picture is the sensory enjoyment of that time. They would rather spend 200 yuan to watch a wonderful blockbuster twice, but they would not be willing to spend 200 yuan to watch a bad movie...... For them, that's a waste of their time. ”
Li Xianyun wanted to talk about garbage films, but in the end he saved face for Li Cheng and changed his words to say that it was not good-looking.
Li Cheng smiled bitterly, "So, you're not here to discuss the script with me?" You're here to persuade me to give up? ”
"Nope. I wanted to see if I could save your son. Li Xianyun replied.
"What did you say?" Li Cheng was stunned.
Li Xianyun said directly, "If your son's illness is the same as written in the script, it may be Lloyd syndrome." ”
"Lloyd syndrome? What's that? Li Cheng was stunned.
"A rare condition with very few cases that many doctors have never heard of." Li Xianyun replied.
Nonsense, it's strange that you have heard of it, Lao Tzu removed Freud from the word Fu, and made it up.
He tried to study psychology, but it didn't work.
The point of interest is not here, a bunch of jargon makes him sleepy, and he only remembers one Freud.
Li Xianyun continued, "I have a friend who is a master in this area, and if the illness is okay, I can save him. ”
"Are you sure?" Li Cheng was excited.
"As long as it's that kind of disease, it can be saved." Li Xianyun said.
Li Cheng got up suddenly: "Where is your friend?" So we will take my son to him. ”
Li Xianyun smiled: "I'll just go." ”
Li Cheng looked at him suspiciously.
You go to see?
In international practice, anything that begins with "my friend" is me.
At that moment, the enthusiasm in his heart was extinguished a lot.
But fortunately, he would not give up hope because of this, nodded and said, "My son is not in the Third Ring Road, I will use my plane to pick him up, and he will be there tomorrow." ”
Got a private jet?
No wonder 40 million people don't frown.
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This period of dinner was relatively long, and it was already eleven o'clock when it was over.
After leaving, Li Xianyun went to the hotel where the crew was located.
At this time, the crew was also finishing work, and there were still various photographic equipment in the hall, and there were still many tourists nearby who stopped to visit and point.
Someone recognized Li Xianyun and stepped forward to greet "Director Li, come to Sister Han." ”
"Well, is she back?"
"It's not." The other man pointed behind him.
Li Xianyun turned around and saw that Han Xinyu was freed from the entanglement of a group of fans.
I took the time to look at him and gave him a smug look.
Okay, you're a big star, you're all watching.
But your posture in bed is something only I can appreciate.
Li Xianyun waited with a smile.
It's a pity that he didn't make trouble here, and some fans over there saw it.
Some people have followed the crew during the day, and some fanatical fans have shouted, "Li Xianyun, you are not worthy of my family Xinyu!" ”
"That's it, a third-rate director, why did Xin Yu fall in love with him."
Of course, there are sensible fans.
"Don't talk nonsense, this is Xinyu's love, we should bless them."
"Li Xianyun, you have to be good to Xin Yu, otherwise we won't let you go!"
Everyone was clamoring.
Han Xinyu quickly signed, waved goodbye to them, and came to Li Xianyun's side, "How is it?" Feeling a little stressed? ”
"It's fine." Li Xianyun put his hand in his trouser pocket, and I didn't care with a look on his face, "I'm happy for you, and those who can not leave after announcing their love are all loyal fans." ”
Han Xinyu grabbed Li Xianyun's arm and walked in with him, "I didn't lose much, but I'm a powerful faction." ”
"Cut, it seems to me that it is okay." Li Xianyun said politely.
Han Xinyu's acting skills are not bad, but they are certainly not top-notch.
Han Xinyu was very dissatisfied: "You really can't coax girls." ”
Li Xianyun's face was full of sorrow, "I can't help it, just like this, there are girls who take the initiative to pounce, if I coax again, I won't be able to live this day." ”
"So, you've been very romantic again?"
"What's the matter, I've been cultivating myself recently."
"It's a rest."
"Well, I've got enough energy to use you."
So Han Xinyu pinched him hard, and the two entered the elevator in such a dashing manner.