Cheng Hao was talking in the private room upstairs, while Zhang Yuan was sitting in the corner downstairs.
"Zi Liu..."
A sip of chrysanthemum tea can improve eyesight and relieve internal heat.
Although he no longer had anything to get angry about, he took it out on Cheng Hao last night.
The process is neither good nor simple. He actually understands the five elements and uses water to overcome fire, and is unwilling to be outdone.
Click...
The door of the private room upstairs was opened, and Cheng Hao and the two gentlemen walked out of the room with smiles on their faces.
Zhang Yuan took a glance and could detect a hint of hypocrisy and politeness in her smile.
"It seems that we didn't reach an agreement." Zhang Yuan took out another empty teacup, poured a cup, and pushed it to the other side of the table.
"I'll get in touch later."
"Well, once everything is finalized, we'll discuss it in detail."
Both parties were in a friendly and cheerful mood, and their words implied that it seemed that it was time to sign the contract.
Such is the false respectability of grown-ups.
"Good sister." Zhang Yuan waved at her: "This way."
"Come, drink some chrysanthemum tea to cool down."
"How do you know I'm angry?" Cheng Hao picked up the cup of tea he had poured in advance.
"Victory and defeat are common in the military," Zhang Yuan consoled.
"That's right." Cheng Hao sighed.
The conversation just now was not very good. She was quite satisfied with the script, but the two people opposite seemed to have a general impression of her.
Celebrities are just like ordinary people.
Just like a blind date, there is definitely a gap between looking at photos and meeting the person in person.
Of course, Cheng Hao’s difference is not in appearance, but in personality.
Compared to the clever and charming appearance that often appears in her works, she is actually quite mature and quiet, not that sunny and cheerful.
As for the role, in addition to acting skills, there are also requirements for the degree of matching with the actor.
Let’s take Liu Qianqian as an example. Why was it that when she was filming her first drama “The Story of a Noble Family”, she knew nothing and only took acting classes on the spur of the moment, yet she was able to portray the character’s image of a shrewish princess with a complexion?
Because this character is 70% similar to her, both of them are young ladies.
Just as You Jianhong, the producer of "Gold Powder", said, she is born with nobility.
It is very important that the actor's aura matches the character's.
"Forget it, it's worth it just to come and see you alone." Cheng Hao smiled, holding his chin with one hand, and looked at him affectionately.
"Good sister, I have a request." Zhang Yuan held her hand and said softly with a smile on his face.
"No, it hurts." Cheng Hao immediately refused.
Zhang Yuan: ???
"Who do you think I am!" He slammed the table.
"We'll talk about this when we get back."
Cheng Hao's fair face immediately turned red: "Well, well, then tell me, what's the matter."
"Ahem." He coughed a few times: "What I want to say is."
"Can you help me make an appointment with the screenwriter just now? I want to talk to him alone."
"Him?" Cheng Hao was confused again.
But she was used to Zhang Yuan's strange behavior, so she only reacted for a few seconds and then spoke.
"okay, I get it."
The next day, in the evening, after seeing off Brother Crow and Taibai Jinxing who were having a great time in Shanghai, Zhang Yuan and Cheng Hao came to the teahouse again in the evening.
But today, he and Cheng Hao sat in the same private room as yesterday.
After sitting for a while, a person came in from outside the house, peeking around and carefully squeezing in.
It was the screenwriter from yesterday, Yu Zheng, who Zhang Yuan recognized at a glance.
"Hello, Teacher Cheng Hao, this is..."
After Yu Zheng entered the room, he first grinned, revealing a whole row of small, corn-like teeth and more than one centimeter of bright red gums.
Looking at him smiling, Zhang Yuan suddenly thought of Liu Qianqian.
Liu Xixi's gums tend to show when she laughs because the lifting effect of her upper lip muscles is more intense than that of ordinary people. Her teeth are quite neat.
So as long as she doesn't laugh too much, there won't be any problem.
Yu Zheng is different. His teeth are as small as sesame seeds. Not only can he laugh, but even his smile is not very elegant.
If you want to summarize this person's appearance or expression, just one word will do.
奸!
He is quite similar to the Heshen portrayed by Teacher Wang Gang.
"You are Zhang Yuan!"
"I know you!"
"I have studied a lot of your works and I am very familiar with you!"
The Yu Zheng at this moment was not yet the Yu Zheng of later generations who was a powerful figure, causing trouble everywhere and nicknamed "Dead Girl".
He's just a small screenwriter.
But he is an extremely ambitious young screenwriter.
The other party took the initiative to extend his hand. Zhang Yuan stood up and smiled and shook it lightly, and then the two sat down together.
Seeing that the other party was so enthusiastic about Zhang Yuan, Cheng Hao thought that it meant that Zhang Yuan's status in the circle was improving rapidly.
Her heart was beating fast. Of course she was happy that her man was making such rapid progress.
"This screenwriter was even more enthusiastic when he met Zhang Yuan than when he met me."
"Well, he is better than me."
Just when she thought that this conversation, whose content was unknown, was off to a good start and both of them were very enthusiastic towards each other, she keenly discovered that Zhang Yuan rubbed his palm, which he had shaken her hand with, on his pants hard, and he obviously looked very disgusted.
Nonsense, don't you dislike it?
Zhang Yuan is a straight man, and Cheng Hao knows very well how straight he is.
As for the person opposite...those who understand will understand.
The two most evil writers in the circle are him and Xiao Si.
Not only do they have similar temperaments, similar styles of doing things, similar styles of works, but they also have similar orientations...
The three of them chatted for a while, and Zhang Yuan used the hawk-watching tactic as usual.
I don’t care whether you are in a hurry or not. I am not in a hurry anyway, and I just won’t get to the point.
When Yu Zheng drank the Nth cup of tea and his lungs were about to float, he could not hold on any longer and asked.
"Teacher Zhang Yuan, Teacher Cheng Hao, did you two invite me here today to talk about the play yesterday?"
"To be honest with you two, I'm just a screenwriter and I can't influence the overall situation."
"I may disappoint you two." When he said this, a hint of resentment flashed across his eyes.
Why are you so dissatisfied and angry?
the reason is simple.
He wrote the book "Fireworks in March" and also adapted the script.
However, after the crew was established, he could only be listed as a co-screenwriter, and even had to rank behind a screenwriter named Chen Tao.
Because this person is not only a senior, but also the general producer of the film, so even though all the work is done by Yu Zheng, he is credited as the chief screenwriter.
Who is this Chen Tao?
He was the editor of the 02 book “Behind the Truth” by Zhang Jiayi, Fu Biao and Ning Jing.
There are also "Crazy Racing" and "Dashengkui", which are his later works.
It is true that he has much more seniority than Yu Zheng.
Then why did Zhang Yuan look for Yu Zheng?
Because this year, a TV series called "The Legend of Jing Ke" will be released at the end of the year.
And this film will become a turning point in Yu Zheng's life!
Because of this film, he and his "master" Li Huimin completely fell out.
Li Huimin is not an ordinary person. He directed the classic version of "Dragon Dream Inn".
There is also "Swordsman" starring Sam Hui and Jacky Cheung, which is also a masterpiece.
After noticing Yu Zheng's talent, this famous Hong Kong director kept him by his side and asked him to write scripts for his works.
But one thing is, although he wrote all those scripts, there is almost no film that has his name on the screenwriter column!
Li Huimin is really too ruthless and doesn't give any benefits at all.
Therefore, when he was writing the script of "The Legend of Jing Ke", he secretly applied for the copyright of the work in advance.
This kid had been planning to give his "master" a beating!
Sure enough, Li Huimin named the screenwriter of this play as his wife Liang Rui.
Yu Zheng filed a lawsuit and took the other party to court, accusing them of infringing on the fruits of his labor.
Looking back on this matter in later generations, it is extremely ironic. The young dragon slayer eventually became a dragon. He did the same thing for profit.
"No, no, no, don't worry, what we want to talk about has nothing to do with that play." Zhang Yuan replied calmly. "I heard that you and Director Li had a good relationship?"
Yu Zheng’s face froze.
"Hahaha..." Zhang Yuan chuckled, "Are you planning to do something to him?"
"How do you know..." Yu Zheng just opened his mouth, but immediately shut it tightly, fearing that the other party was trying to trick him.
"I have my own sources of information."
Sweat broke out on Yu Zheng's forehead.
Did this person install surveillance cameras in my house or something?
Could it be that the copyright I applied for was leaked?
Yes, yes, that's the only possibility...
Zhang Yuan deliberately kept silent and just drank his tea, letting the other party imagine it on his own.
"What do you want to do?" Screenwriter Yu asked very carefully.
"After you left Director Li and joined the current crew, are you satisfied with everything?" Zhang Yuan asked knowingly.
How can I be satisfied!
If the master didn’t write my name before he left, and didn’t write my name after he left, then my leaving would have been in vain!
Now the drama "Legend of Jing Ke" has not been aired yet, but Yu Zheng has already made plans. He intends to go to court after it is aired and use the lawsuit to promote his new drama "Fireworks in March".
When it comes to hype, this guy is indeed a master, he is even willing to do so himself.
At least this film gave him the name of screenwriter, and the hype was good for his fame.
"Okay, I won't play dumb with you anymore." Zhang Yuan saw that the time was almost right and the other party's mentality was completely confused, so he got to the point.
“I am a big fan of your work and I know what you have been through.”
"But you probably also understand how low the status of screenwriters is in the film and television industry. Almost everyone dares to step on it."
"Directors, actors, investors, producers, everyone has to take responsibility for their farts."
Yu Zheng clenched his fists under the table. How could he not understand?
“So, if you don’t want to be ordered around by others, you can’t just be a screenwriter.”
Yu Zheng rolled his eyes: "Could it be..."
"Yes, I think you have great potential."
"Why don't we work together to establish a new company? I'll put up the money, you'll put up the work, and together we'll make it bigger and stronger and create greater glory."
“When you have your own company, you’re more than just a screenwriter.”
"Supervisor, producer, producer...you can do whatever you want."
“No one can command you anymore, only you can command others.”
The pancake Zhang Yuan drew is not a steamed pancake, it is simply a sauce-flavored pancake.
Gudong!
Yu Zheng swallowed his saliva, the other party's words touched his heart!
The other party mentioned everything he wanted word for word, just like a worm in his stomach.
All those little thoughts were revealed.
"Are you talking about an investment company or..."
"Film and television production company." Zhang Yuan replied: "If you are interested, we can cooperate."
"Besides, I'm usually busy and don't like management."
"Once the new company is established, I will only be responsible for attracting investment, filming, and management. Everything will be left to you."
Thump, thump, thump...Yu Zheng’s heart was beating fast!
His last bit of worry was dispelled.
Of course he wanted to have his own company, but he was afraid of becoming an employee of the shareholders.
Now the conditions offered by the other party almost meet all of his needs.
"You have so much money... I don't mean to doubt you, but a TV series costs at least several million, and at most tens of millions..."
Zhang Yuan raised his hand and interrupted him.
"I'll take care of the money. I'll find investors, but you have to make concessions on the company's shares."
Yu Zheng: …
Sure enough, there are conditions.
But he was already very happy to have found a financial sponsor.
"You can go back and think about it first. After all, it's the first time we meet, and it's indeed a bit too exciting to talk about such a big thing." Zhang Yuan stood up decisively and led Cheng Hao out, leaving Yu Zheng alone in the private room to think on his own.
It’s so exciting to just pretend and leave!
"Do you really want to start a company with him?" Cheng Hao frowned, "But I think you don't seem to like him very much."
Zhang Yuan stopped, took out his wallet from his trouser pocket, and then took out a bright red hundred-yuan bill from the wallet.
"Good sister, do you like this thing?"
"Like it?" Cheng Hao didn't need to pretend in front of him.
“This banknote is obviously very dirty, but not everyone likes it.”
"But you don't like him. Wouldn't it be uncomfortable to work with him?" Cheng Hao still didn't understand.
Zhang Yuan smiled and did not answer.
Yu Zheng is a typical villain.
But throughout the dynasties, the courts were mostly dominated by villains.
Not to mention the film and television industry.
Just like what Liu Xianglian said to Baoyu in A Dream of Red Mansions: "Except for the two stone lions in your East Mansion, even the cats and dogs are not clean."
Looking for moral role models in the entertainment industry is like looking for the Heshi Bi in a toilet or looking for a virgin in a brothel.
Those who are really clean in the entertainment industry are basically incompatible with others and appear weird.
Moreover, villains are actually more useful than gentlemen.
A gentleman has no desires, so he cannot be controlled.
"Good sister, if this company opens, you will be the first one to be cast in the film."
"I'm serious." Cheng Hao smiled and hooked his shoulders.
"Of course, but if an actress wants to be on stage, does she have to be with the boss...ah."
"I'm just a poor little actor. You, the big boss, can do whatever you want." Cheng Hao kissed him on the cheek in a charming manner.
"Why don't you just come now instead of waiting for the office..."
A few days later, Zhang Yuan sent away Cheng Hao who came to visit him on the set.
"Stop flirting with the actresses in the crew, especially those innocent-looking vixens." Before boarding the plane, Cheng helped him straighten his collar like a good wife and gave him advice.
Ok?
Zhang Yuan walked and thought, she looks so pure...it can't be Yuan Qiu, right?
Who else could it be?
If she hadn't reminded herself, she really wouldn't have thought much about it.
After returning to the crew, I happened to meet Stephen Chow.
"Zhang Yuan, you are maintaining your condition really well."
When Stephen Chow saw him, he smiled and patted his shoulder.
"It seems to be in better condition than a few days ago, more like a poison dog."
"The circles under my eyes are dark and my cheeks are sunken."
"awesome!"
“So dedicated.”
Zhang Yuan responded with an awkward smile.
The way he achieved this state now is different from before.
Before, I mainly relied on smoking, not sleeping and being hungry.
Recently, I mainly rely on laning against Cheng Hao every night.
In short, he was almost done, and Cheng Hao was about to leak.
If they don't go home, one of them will die.
Sitting on the folding stool and holding his waist, Zhang Yuan said in his heart.
"After I finish filming and get my body back to full health, I'll go back to the capital and teach her a lesson."
He was entering the sage state, reciting his lines and preparing for his next scene, when two figures approached him.
A gruff man's voice sounded beside his ear.
"It was you who asked the director to change my underwear into red!" (End of this chapter)