Ten minutes is very fast, and it is very slow.

Zhang Guofeng and Gao Nanhua originally wanted to see how their children's movies were, thinking that it would be good to be able to guide them, and do their duty as elders, and at the same time, they also wanted to thank Chen Shuren for the songs they wrote for the two of them.

At the beginning, both of them talked and laughed, criticizing the movie for not handling light and shadow well, and shooting angles there.

can look at it, when the movie screen reaches the door of the final murder case, the strange perspective and atmosphere make the two directors silent.

Eight minutes later, the video ends.

Gao Nanhua frowned, as if he was confirming something, but he couldn't believe it.

Turned his head to look at Zhang Guofeng.

Coincidentally, Zhang Guofeng also looked at him at this time.

Both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

"Why don't you read it again?"

"Why don't you read it again?"

The two spoke in unison, and immediately, the movie played again.

But after this time, instead of finding the answer, the two had more doubts.

With a wave of his hand, the movie was played again.

Half an hour later.

The two great guides, who had watched it five times, looked at some of the things recorded in the notebook on their laps, and looked at each other speechlessly.

"Ahem, Lao Gao, if you don't point me out about this, I'll go, you often shoot costume films, this kind of film, you can't grasp it."

Zhang Guofeng said with a serious face.

"Fuck you! Making movies has a fart relationship with whether ancient costumes are or not, Xiao Chen's shooting technique is a bit rough, and you still don't know how much control I have over the picture? I went to guide Xiao Chen's director friend, and I can definitely raise his level by two levels. ”

Gao Nanhua said with a glare.

"Pull it down, you are good at shooting the overall situation, the scene is grand, Xiao Chen's work, you look at the subtle kung fu, you have to look at me in this regard, you can stay cool."

After Zhang Guofeng finished speaking, he got up with his notes and was about to leave.

"Sit down for me!"

Gao Nanhua laughed angrily.

Could he not know what his old friend was going to do?

What he said just now was specifically to tease him, and in terms of details, Zhang Guofeng is indeed better than him.

"Okay, I don't want this notebook, sit down."

Seeing that Zhang Guofeng was still leaving, Gao Nanhua sighed and said.

"Really?"

"Really! What do I want this thing for? Is it bad to shoot costumes? You don't know how many invitations I've received recently to keep me making big costume films? ”

Gao Nanhua said disdainfully.

"Haha, I'll just say, Lao Gao, you still have to shoot costume dramas, you have to shoot this kind of for me."

Zhang Guofeng sat down happily, looking at the things on the notebook, his eyes were shining.

"Lao Gao, you said that Xiao Chen's kid has something in his head, he can come up with this kind of book, compared to him, the screenwriters I raised are more like college students."

After hearing this, Gao Nanhua sighed in his heart.

"The world of geniuses, what do you fool know."

"Ah, yes, yes, I don't understand, you know."

Zhang Guofeng was too lazy to worry about Gao Nanhua, he was afraid of annoying Gao Nanhua, and Gao Nanhua would rob him of this scene again.

"No, I have to call Xiao Chen, didn't he say it was going to be released? At that time, it is inevitable that there will be other directors who are not eye-opening and will be the same as I think, if Xiao Chen is not firm and sells the adaptation and remake rights, it will be a big loss! ”

The more Zhang Guofeng thought about it, the more reasonable it became, and he hurriedly took out his mobile phone and called Chen Shuren.

Seeing this, Gao Nanhua's eyes were full of contempt.

But he was not without envy in his heart.

This kind of book, even if the box office is less than one billion, he is willing.

Because of word of mouth, it will inevitably explode.

……

Chen Shuren had just received the news of Qin Baobao's summoning and was about to go out of work when he received a call from Zhang Guofeng.

"Director Zhang, what's wrong?"

Chen Shuren was curious, but he didn't stop getting up and leaving.

"Xiao Chen, I just watched your short video, it's really good."

"Director Zhang has won the award, a film of more than ten minutes, how can it compare to those movies on the big screen of you and Director Gao."

Chen Shuren said politely.

"Huh! I can't say that, in the eyes of our directors, the length of the film is not important, the important thing is that you can tell a story well and shoot it well, and also let the audience understand the story. ”

"Although your film is short, I believe that most people can understand it for the first time, and they will be shocked by the flip of the plot."

"If you need it, wait until the middle of the year, when the Golden Bull Awards come, I can help you send this film to the selection, maybe you can win the best new screenwriter!"

"You've won the prize, so thank you!"

Chen Shuren doesn't care much about awards or anything, what he cares about is sermons and money.

Being able to participate in the selection of the Golden Bull Awards, no matter how you say it, will bring more exposure to the film, and won't there be more sermon points at that time?

"What's that, Xiao Chen, I don't know if your film sells the adaptation rights?"

After Zhang Guofeng gave benefits, he began to expose his intentions.

"Adaptation? Remake? ”

Chen Shuren was stunned for a moment, and then he figured it out.

I co-authored a bunch of them, but the point is here.

Stopped, Chen Shuren returned to the sofa and sat down.

"Director Zhang, do you want a remake?"

"Yes, I watched it, and I think there is no problem with adapting this short film into a big movie, but I don't know if you have any ideas here."

After receiving a definite answer, Chen Shuren was silent for a while, thinking about something in his head.

Zhang Guofeng heard that Chen Shuren suddenly lost his voice, and he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

Could it be that Chen Shuren doesn't want to sell?

Or has it already been sold to someone else?

When I thought that Chen Shuren was from Tianyu, and there was a film and television department in Tianyu!

It would be a pity if the adaptation rights were taken away by the Tianyu Film and Television Department.

It's not that Zhang Guofeng looks down on the Tianyu Film and Television Department, but his own strength is too strong, so no matter which director takes over the adaptation of "The Tuner", he will feel a pity.

Even Gao Nanhua is the same!

In the midst of anxiety, Chen Shuren's voice finally sounded.

"Director Zhang, you can sell it, but I have some requirements."

"You say!"

Zhang Guofeng said excitedly, it's good if it's not sold, a little request is nothing!

"So, after watching the short film, what do you think of the film? I mean, at the director's level, not the plot. ”

"Hmm...... How can you say that it's your friend who makes the movie, right? The details are all there, but they are not handled very well, and if I do the shooting, I can take the overall atmosphere up a notch. ”

Chen Shuren nodded after listening.

In fact, the original film shot is more ordinary, if it weren't for Chen Shuren's time, meticulous crafting, and using editing technology to make up for the director's shooting skills, I'm afraid Zhang Guofeng would have cursed.

Even so, this film can't reach what Chen Shuren remembers.

"Well, that's true, so I thought, if Director Zhang wants to adapt and reshoot, can I let this friend follow you and learn about directing?"

When Chen Shuren said this, Zhang Guofeng was stunned, regardless of Gao Nanhua's surprised eyes next to him, he sighed deeply and said: "If I had a friend like you, I wouldn't have wasted so many years." ”

"Okay, you let him come, I'll train him for you!"

When Chen Shuren heard this, he was also relieved.

"Thank you, Director Zhang, then let's talk about the copyright fee?"

……

I have three provinces in my day, what about the ticket? What about tickets? What about tickets?

(End of chapter)