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Chapter 94: You are like a scumbag who cheats money and sex!

Recommendations will be given after two days, so Pu Jie still has time to check whether he has done a good job.

For example, control comments.

Now go to Wang Xiang’s home, which is in the Hongxing Heyuan Community just opposite the back door of Beiyi University.

Wang Xiang bought it here specifically for the convenience of teaching.

"Tsk tsk~ Although I have saved a lot of royalties for buying a house in Kyoto... But if I buy a house in Kyoto, I will lose it immediately."

Housing prices in Kyoto in this world are also very high.

He is not in a hurry to buy a house in Kyoto. There are still three years left before graduation, so he can think about where he will go in the future.

If you are writing a novel or a script, you can do it anywhere. Although Kyoto is prosperous, it is not a livable place.

"Perhaps it would be good to buy a house near the sea in Sanya in the future. It faces the sea and the flowers are blooming in spring."

"It would be even better to have a girlfriend. At dusk, we can watch the ebb and flow of the tide together, from sun to sunset..."

"Well...the glass needs to be transparent on one side."

With this in mind, he came to Wang Xiang's house.

His family lives on the top floor.

"Coming? Come in quickly!"

Wang Xiang took Pu Jie's hand and went to the balcony on the second floor of his house.

He moved up to a house with a small attic. When he opened the window, he saw a spacious roof, which he transformed into a small garden. There was also a small pavilion covered with ivy. He placed a bottle of wine on the pavilion.

Wuliangye and a few side dishes.

It looks very artistic at first glance.

"Teacher Wang, your house is really well organized..."

"No, they are all useless. I just stay here and feel comfortable. Come on, sit down and look at this version of the script I made. It has reached the 90% success rate I had at my peak."

Pu Jie picked up the script and started reading it.

After reading it, there was a look of amazement in my eyes.

"You're still too old to be cool. With this change, the level of the script has immediately gone up. It's exactly what you said. With this script, even a dog can be tethered to a director!"

"It doesn't matter what level we are at!"

Wang Xiang looked proud and opened his fan to fan himself a few times. There were four big words on it: Gold Medal Screenwriter.

"Come and celebrate the successful completion of our collaborative script "The Man from Earth" today!"

"Okay! I respect Teacher Wang!"

The master and apprentice drank a few cups of wine, and then Wang Xiang said: "Although our script is very good and the filming is not difficult,... we still need to find a good director to film it carefully. This

It doesn't matter how much money the movie makes, we are all going to win awards. I have a few old friends here who make literary films, and they are all very interested in our book..."

Pu Jie was helpless.

You have always made so much money, you must not be interested in money.

But I'm interested!

I'm so short of money!

You may not believe it, but I, a best-selling author who earns 2 million a month, will be extremely poor!

The biggest sum of money I had was given to me as a screenwriter, which was used by Teacher Wang to revise the manuscript.

But this film was made for a few directors who make literary films... He felt it was not appropriate.

Being tainted with the words "artistic film" is like being tainted with "money-losing goods".

Pu Jie thought for a while and said: "Teacher Wang, I think there is no conflict between making money and winning awards. I happen to know a director who is good at making low-cost movies, and I am going to let him give it a try."

Wang Xiang hesitated for a moment and wanted to say something, but didn't.

"Hmm...Okay, you are the first screenwriter, you decide who to sell to and how to shoot."

This is a rule in the screenwriting world. The first screenwriter has all the rights to handle the script, while the second screenwriter only has the right to make suggestions and dividends.

As an old screenwriter, Wang Xiang knows that there are some things he cannot say, otherwise... the teacher-student relationship and the status of first and second screenwriter will make it difficult for Pu Jie.

Since the two of them collaborated on the script, they followed the rules of the screenwriter.

'Haha~ I can't fix it anymore, I'll take care of you when I get to class!'

After sitting at Wang Xiang's house for a while, the two uploaded the latest version of the script to the Film and Television Creators Network.

It can be seen that three directors have expressed interest in this script and have privately chatted with Pu Jie.

Pu Jie did not consider them for the time being because he had two main considerations.

The first is lack of familiarity.

Secondly, I am not familiar with it.

He called Bi Gan, who had already seen the first few versions of the script of "The Man from Earth" on the website and was very satisfied!

I will leave for Kyoto immediately to sign a contract with Pu Jie.

...

the next day.

The two of them were sitting in the milk tea shop in front of the Beijing Art School, looking at each other.

Pu Jie: "You don't have money to buy the script?"

Bigan: "Ang..."

"But you still want to do this script?"

"hold head high..."

"So, you're planning to use your hands empty-handed?"

"Ang...ahem! No, you can invest in me. I don't want more for this film. Give me 1 million, and I promise to get it done for you!"

Pu Jie thought for a moment.

"understood!"

"Not only did you want to take away my script for nothing, but you also wanted to take 1 million from my pocket. You are like a scumbag who deceives sex and money!"

Bigan: "..."

"You can divide it into shares. If you are an investor, a producer, or a screenwriter, then most of it will be yours, and I will pay you for your hard work."

Pu Jie thought for a moment, and he was not sure whether "The Man from the Earth", which he had modified and refined by Wang Xiang, could sell well in this world.

He didn't remember how well the film sold on Earth, but he only knew that the ratings were very high.

Although there is a high probability that he will not lose money...but he only has a total deposit of 240,000 and cannot afford it.

After weighing the pros and cons, Pu Jie said: "Well, I can't afford the investment. I'll invest in this script and get 10% of your box office share. How about that?"

Bi Gan was a little puzzled: "I think the quality of this script means that if you shoot it, you will definitely make money, and you may even have a chance to win an award. This 1 million is not a problem for a best-selling author like you...

..Why not vote?”

This is such a problem!

When I take out the 6.4 million, I can invest whatever I want.

"Ahem... Anyway, I only produce the script, it's up to you whether you want to film it or not."

"shoot!"

Both received satisfactory answers.

After Bi Gan left, he set up his crew. However, the filming difficulty of this movie was lower than that of "Country Love". The only difficulty was to find an actor suitable for the protagonist Wang Wen/Mang, who had to perform the job.

14,000 years of energy.

He has been a primitive man, an emperor, and a history professor in modern society. He really can't handle this role without some acting skills.

"Hey... The crews of "Country Love" and "The Man from Earth" are about to cast their roles. Unfortunately... they can't send my Yuhan there."

"Country Love" is full of rural characters, sisters-in-law, widows, wives...the characters are not suitable for Jiang Yuhan's innocent style.

The crew of "The Man from Earth" only has one role as an old lady and a 30-year-old female history teacher.

It doesn't suit her either.

If the face is too distinctive, it will also limit the acting potential.

"Forget it, they are all minor roles anyway."

Pu Jie doesn't plan to fill roles for the two crews. When the time comes to cast, he will just take a look at it and try to restore the feeling he had when he saw it.

Suddenly, he thought of something and called Fu Weng.

"Hey, Director Fu, um... when you are casting, you can pay attention to the amateur actors who come from the rural duo transfer team, find someone who speaks awkwardly and is funny, and find someone who is good at dancing...

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