Non-famous Actor

[A plane ticket is thrown into a FRAME next to a suitcase;

"ERO-AIR, flight #180, New York (JFK)-Paris, Charles de Gaulle (CDG):

An old desk fan.

Rotate aside, open the window.

Outside, a wet spring thunderstorm falls.

Warm, ominous rain.

An image of Alex Browning, a seventeen-year-old boy, packing for a trip, passing fans…]

To be honest, Huang Yiyu, who grew up in the United States, is really not very good at writing Chinese. If she is not a person with super rich association skills, she may not be able to understand it!

Of course, the reason why Sun Hao was able to quickly browse this script has nothing to do with his associative ability, because he has watched this series of movies in his previous life, and he has watched each movie seven or eight times, and he likes it very much.

And this browsing, in fact, is also purposeful, Sun Hao wants to carefully identify the difference between the script of this movie and the video after it is finished.

However, just as Sun Hao was flipping through it quickly, one hand was pressed on the movie script.

"How about it, Director Sun Hao, isn't the script of the movie not bad?"

"Very good, I was fascinated by what I saw."

Averting his eyes from the script, Sun Hao raised his head.

"Then..., Director Sun Hao, do you think you have the ability to write such a high-level movie script?"

"Hmm..." Sun Hao thought for a while, then shook his head.

"Enough!"

"Hehe..." Huang Yiyu smiled lightly, "In this case, Director Sun Hao, please do me a favor and sell me the story frame and ideas in your hands!"

"Not for sale!" Sun Hao replied firmly.

"Why?"

"Because it was a gift from a friend. I can't sell it just after receiving someone else's gift?"

"Hehe, isn't selling gifts... something people in your country often do?

In the alley next to the entrance of Beijing Film Studio, I saw four or five small shops with [Gift Recycling] signs hanging on the entrances. "

Huh…

Sun Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, and then carefully looked at the old man in front of him.

Huang Yiyu does have a bit of arrogance, even if he came to ask for help, there is a lot of disdain when talking about Chinese people in his words.

"Director Sun Hao, to tell you the truth, I have been preparing for this film for a long time, and the funds and production crew are all in place, now you are the only thing that needs to be able to have the beauty of an adult.

Hmm... Director Sun Hao, it's not as good as this.

Regarding the framework and ideas of this story, I am willing to pay 100,000 US dollars to buy it back from you? "

"Not for sale."

Sun Hao still shook his head.

"Then... Director Sun Hao, it doesn't matter if you make an offer, as long as you have an offer, I'm willing to discuss it with you in detail."

Sun Hao could tell that Huang Yiyu was really in a hurry.

"Oh, that's how it is!"

Sun Hao touched his nose habitually.

"Since Director Huang's attitude is so sincere, that's fine. I'll sell it to you at the gift recovery price, 10 million US dollars. As long as you can come up with 10 million US dollars, I will immediately prepare all the procedures for you..."

"puff…"

Before Sun Hao finished speaking, Han Shanye sprayed the water out of his mouth.

This grandson really dares to bid!

Looking at the entire mainland, no movie has ever sold such a high box office, let alone people just buy a story frame and ideas.

Of course, at this moment, the treacherous and treacherous Han Shanye would not speak out to persuade him.

One is a rising film director in China, and the other is a Chinese film director with yellow skin and white bones...

Han Shanye can naturally tell who he should be closer to, even if the yellow-skinned and white-boned man in front of him once promised him a benefit of 100,000 US dollars.

"Hehe..." Huang Yiyu sneered, "Director Sun, the joke you said is actually not funny at all."

"I didn't joke with you." Sun Hao spread his hands and looked serious.

"This story frame and idea are worth 10 million US dollars. If you want it, you can take the money. If you don't want it, please feel free!"

After finishing speaking, Sun Hao turned around and was about to leave.

We've had our fill, we've had our fill, and now it's time to get back to work.

"Sun Hao..."

At this time, Huang Yiyu stopped him in time.

"Sun Hao, how about this, you also read the script of the movie I created, 5 million US dollars, you only need to give me 5 million US dollars, this movie script is yours."

"Hmm... Director Huang, in fact, you should keep this script for yourself!"

After speaking, he raised his right arm and waved it in the air, and Sun Hao walked out of the door of the room.

My buddy is filming, how can I have time to listen to your nonsense? !

...

"Brother Hui, I like your role in the movie "Black Gold" the most. How did you act so well at that time?"

Sun Hao just walked to the door of Studio No. 1 when he heard the loud voice of his classmate Liu Ye.

"Hey, speaking of this..."

Even if he didn't see Liang Jiahui's face, Sun Hao could hear the complacency in his tone.

"At the beginning, when the Mai brothers asked me to play the role of Zhou Chaoxian, I did not agree, because in Hong Kong Island, the image of the black boss has been fixed, and he is fierce and brave.

But I can’t help it. My family is poor and needs money. The Mai brothers raised my remuneration to 5 million Hong Kong dollars, so I accepted it.

And after accepting it, I found out that the role of Zhou Chaoxian is really bad. I wrote more than 100,000 words just for the biography of the character, and I went to Taiwan Province a few times, just to observe some political figures in the local area. ..."

Hearing that his senior Liang Jiahui was imparting acting experience to the students in the class, Sun Hao didn't rush in because it was also a learning opportunity for himself.

"In terms of performance, do you think you are a method school or an experience school?" This time, the person who asked the question was Yuan Quan.

Because she has been struggling with this since she was in the Chinese drama.

However, Liang Jiahui's answer was beyond everyone's expectations.

"I'm a total observer, I love watching people.

When I was a kid, my parents went to work, and I was often stuck at home. My house lives on the 7th floor and has a balcony. At that time, apart from doing homework and reading, I liked to watch the street from the balcony and pay attention to everyone.

I am very quiet and sit for three or four hours at a time. "

Um…

Liang Jiahui's experience is similar to that of a liar. He pays more attention to watching and observing, calm down, and savor each target person.

However, Sun Hao, who was standing at the door of Studio No. 1, was thinking about it when someone walked over behind him.

"Hey..., Sun Hao, didn't you come here a long time ago, why haven't you gone in yet?"

"Oh... Mr. Han, I'm standing here thinking about something." Sun Hao had no choice but to find an excuse.

Hmm... You can't yell loudly, my buddy is listening to the wall right now, so don't bother me, right? !

"Thinking... Are you thinking about the script just now?" Yu Dong, who was following behind Han Shanye, thought he was very smart, and immediately said happily:

"Sun Hao, you haven't finished reading the script, you don't know how exciting the story is, it can compete with your "Chain Saw".

Just after you left, I chatted with Mr. Han and that director Huang. It is estimated that 1 million US dollars can get the script.

If it is a movie script worth 1 million dollars, it can also create a box office of tens of millions of dollars like "Saw", it is actually not impossible to consider..."

"Eh…"

Hearing this, Sun Hao sighed, and then stretched out his right hand to Yu Dong.

"Brother Yu, $500,000, as long as $500,000, I'll come up with a better movie script than that."

"Well……"