Chapter 61: In this materialistic world, only a meager fee can bring a touch of warmth
"Record? Ah???"
Pu Jie was a little surprised. The instructor called him to the office and actually came up and asked him if he had registered.
"No... not at all."
Wang Xiang looked unkind: "This is your fault. A mature screenwriter must protect his knowledge and achievements very well! He doesn't have any awareness of copyright. What if he meets a selfish teacher who plagiarizes your script idea?
manage?"
"Hum...you are the instructor, so I don't have to worry."
"Hmph~"
Wang Xiang was obviously very pleased with it, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
"It means you met me. Our circle is very chaotic...why are you laughing?"
Pu Jie put away his penis.
"Ahem, I remembered something happy."
Wang Xiang glanced at him suspiciously and continued: "Plagiarism happens from time to time. You must be aware of copyright. Only by filing it can you prove that you came up with the script first. Otherwise, if others file it faster than you, you
You become a plagiarist!"
"Uh...is it so serious?"
"Of course! In my early years, I wrote a very creative movie script. I was very excited at the time and asked the director to see if it could be made. But what happened? He registered the copyright with my script that day and became his
It’s something! The press conference said that this is a self-written and directed movie!”
"I won't talk about Chen Zhima's rotten millet. You must take it as a warning. Their works are not as good as yours, but they still remember to file them. How dare you publish a work of your level?"
Take it out?"
Pu Jie was a little embarrassed. He also knew how the world works here. The script had to be filed in time and there was no need to spend extra money.
But the script he wrote in two days over the weekend was due on Monday, so he was so anxious that he forgot about it.
"Be careful next time... eh? Teacher Wang, what do you mean, my script..."
Wang Xiang showed a smile, but quickly suppressed it again, and said seriously: "I told you not to write that kind of white prose without any writing skills, so why do you keep writing more and more excitingly? Look at your script, the lines are a mess.
!For a good soft science fiction script to be turned into vernacular by you, it simply insults the creativity of this script!"
"Ah this!"
Sure enough, the lines were not good. After Pu Jie finished writing, he felt that his skills were insufficient. The adapted version was not as concise and interesting as the original lines.
This is just a lack of quality. Even if you have such good ideas in your head, you can only remember a few classic lines, which obviously cannot sustain a movie.
It's like he wanted to copy "A Chinese Journey to the West: The Marriage of the Monkey King" and only remembered a few words in it.
[There was once a sincere love in front of me, but I didn’t cherish it. I regretted it only when I lost it...]
[The person I love is a great hero, and one day he will come to marry me on the colorful clouds. I guessed right, but I couldn’t guess the ending...]
【Look at him, he looks like a dog.】
Are these words good?
great!
But can it sustain a movie on its own?
Obviously not.
This is the problem with Pu Jie's script. His writing style cannot keep up with the creativity of the script.
Wang Xiang saw it at a glance.
"As expected, it's Teacher Wang... My script is indeed not mature enough, but I feel that my current writing style... ends here. I don't know how to improve it."
The corners of Wang Xiang's mouth turned up at this time.
"That's why I called you to the office. I'm going to help you change the script."
"Uh? You?"
"Here, here is a contract. If you sign it, we will be co-screenwriters."
"You want to complete this script with me personally? Then wouldn't my lines be..."
"It's up to the teacher, do you know what a gold medal screenwriter is? (tactical fallback.jpg)"
"Great job, Teacher Wang!"
Pu Jie signed the contract directly. He was the first editor and Wang Xiang was the second editor.
He said that Pu Jie's work accounted for a higher proportion of this script, while Wang Xiang's work accounted for a slightly lower proportion, but if it was made into a movie, both of their names would appear on the film, with Pu Jie in the front and Wang Xiang in the back.
Dangtang is a gold medal screenwriter who is willing to be small.
Pu Jie was so moved that he almost cried.
This is the teacher!
Be a role model!
Those mentors who taint students’ research results are not worthy of being sons of men!
After signing the contract, the two chatted a lot. Wang Xiang was full of praise for the script of "The Man from Earth".
"This is definitely the best script for a low-budget movie! With the script we have adapted, director, it doesn't matter if the dog is on a leash and shouts 'Click!', this is done... we are going to win an award."
Pujie!”
Wang Xiang was very excited. He was rarely this excited after retiring to the second line. He made a lot of money and had a high status in the industry.
I write now just to win awards.
Therefore, some big directors of commercial films approached him to write scripts. Even if they offered generous prices, he would not even read them.
It is better to correct those childish scripts for his students.
"Teacher Wang...is this script so good?"
"Yes! There must be! There are stories that rely solely on dialogue, and there are also low-cost science fiction stories without special effects. This kind of story that relies solely on dialogue to show a science fiction core... Based on my many years of experience, it is still unique.
One serving!”
"Especially Wang Mang's idea, it's simply amazing! The emperor who is most like a time traveler in history, you gave him a reasonable explanation of his identity. When a person has enough experience and has a huge amount of knowledge, he will gain a perspective that transcends the times.
!So Wang Mang is not a time traveler, but... an immortal person. This idea is incredible!"
"But Qin Shihuang's... logic is not very strong, and the lines contain too many long-winded vernacular. I will revise and revise them for you to handle the beginning of the conflict in the second act, and...
..”
After signing the contract, Wang Xiang talked nonstop with Pu Jie about his views on the script.
Pu Jie also benefited a lot.
Convert the audio-visual images in his mind into a script... The knowledge is huge, and he still has a lot to learn.
The script has been decided, and the two will work together to polish the script until it reaches an award-winning level.
Wang Xiang was particularly excited, as if he had received the New Year.
The last time I was so excited was when I took the little blue pill.
.....
The day after Pu Jie returned from the instructor's meeting was the day when the manuscript fee was paid.
Last month, Pu Jie made a good start.
But he is still a little worried. What if something goes wrong this month?
He was scared of being stabbed in the back by some crazy monsters. The last book was written like that, and it was even embarrassing...
I always feel like a knife was inserted into my back while I was sleeping.
The closer the publishing fee comes, the stronger this feeling becomes!
"Damn Xiaoxing, you even gave me a recommendation. I have to endure the pain of improving my grades in the past two days..."
In this materialistic world, only the meager royalties can bring him a little warmth.