After Zhang Tan left, He Miao casually flipped through "Latent" without reading it carefully. He put it in his bag and continued busy with the work at hand until he got off work. However, his daughter called and hoped that he would come early tonight.
When she went home for dinner, she cooked the food herself.
He Miao has a 16-year-old daughter who is in the first year of high school. She is usually very precious. When he heard that his daughter had cooked for the first time, he happily packed up his things immediately and took his bags to get off work. After dinner in the evening, the family of three was sitting in the living room.
While watching TV, he remembered that Zhang Tan's script was in his bag. The script would be discussed tomorrow and he wanted to read it in advance, although he was more interested in Cao Wen or Wang Liangcheng.
Zhang Tan is a new screenwriter in the company with great potential. Two dramas in a row have become hits, so he must take it seriously.
After talking to his wife and daughter, he went to the study and found a stack of printed A4 paper. On the cover were two large characters: "Lurking".
Just by looking at the name He Miao, I guessed that this drama would be completely different from Cao Wen and Wang Liangcheng's. After watching it, it turned out that this is a story about an underground party! I was even less optimistic about it. Although I didn't explicitly say that I didn't want this type of script before.
, but looking at Chinese anti-war films, this type of film is very niche. It was still the same as the year before last. He Miao remembers that a wave of such TV series suddenly appeared on the market, but they were all sold out, and the ratings were dismal.
After that, almost no one put it into production. Zhang Tan's choice of such a script was inherently risky.
With preconceived ideas, He Miao spent more than ten minutes quickly reading the script of "Latent". I have to say that this is a wonderful story. Even though Zhang Tan has never written a book of this type before, his skills are there.
Not bad.
He Miao put down the notebook and frowned in thought.
His daughter opened the door and came in, calling him to chat.
A smile broke out on He Miao's thinking face. She put aside the worries in her heart for the time being and chatted with her daughter while watching TV.
The next day, He Miao sent the three scripts to relevant personnel, and organized a script seminar in the afternoon to determine which script to use.
Including He Miao himself, there were a total of seven people in the conference room, making it easier to tell the results during voting.
Among the team members is Lao Liu, who specializes in guiding new screenwriters. Zhang Tan and Jiang Rong both came out under his leadership.
In addition, there are Zhu Ruopu, Minister of Film and Television, and Cai Yonglai, Vice Minister...
The staff once again distributed two printed scripts to all participants, and He Miao introduced the general situation of the project at the same time.
"Just these two scripts?" Lao Liu casually flipped through Cao Wen's script and asked He Miao, who was sitting opposite him.
He Miao paused for a moment and then said: "Just these two portions."
Old Liu nodded and remained silent. He had heard that Zhang Tan also participated in this competition, but now he hasn't even seen the script. He didn't know the specifics in it, so he didn't say much. In fact, he really wanted to read it.
For those who read Zhang Tan's script, as for the two copies on hand, Cao Wen and Wang Liangcheng are both good screenwriters with solid basic skills. They have proven themselves in certain genre films and are trustworthy.
However, he wanted to see what different things Zhang Tan could bring him. Cao Wen and Wang Liangcheng's books were good, but they couldn't surprise him. Both the writing techniques and the core of the story were very mature.
It's also very traditional.
He has been a screenwriter for decades, but this kind of books can no longer impress him.
Although Old Liu is old, his thinking is cutting-edge, his mentality is young, and he is willing to accept new ideas. This is the main reason why the company asked him to lead new screenwriters.
After He Miao finished speaking, someone at the venue glanced at Old Liu. In fact, it was not only him who had such doubts, they also had such doubts. As the core screenwriters of the company, of course they knew that three screenwriters were invited to write the script for this project, but now
There were only two copies of the notebook I got. Where was Zhang Tan’s? Or was it because Zhang Tan didn’t write it well and was automatically eliminated?
"That's it." In the quiet meeting, Minister Zhu Ruopu said, "Let me explain. Everyone must have heard that this project invited three screenwriters, except Cao Wen, the author of the two scripts in his hand.
With Wang Liangcheng and Zhang Tan."
Everyone looked at him.
Zhu Ruopu continued: "But there are only two books I see now. It's not that Zhang Tan didn't write it, he also wrote a book. He Miao and I have read it. It's pretty good, but unfortunately, there are other important projects for him to do.
He didn’t have enough time to do it. After weighing it, we decided to let him focus on the new project. For this project, we will choose one between Cao Wen and Wang Liangcheng.”
He Miao answered: "I didn't think well about this matter, which made Zhang Tanbai busy. I have already explained it to him, and he also understands that not participating in this project is based on his consent."
Everyone discussed for a while, and they were actually very curious about what kind of new project it was that Zhang Tan was involved in. However, Zhu Ruopu and He Miao didn't take the initiative to say anything. They expected that it might need to be kept secret, so they didn't ask any more questions.
After this small episode, the meeting entered its normal routine.
At the same time, in Zhang Tan's office, Jiang Rong was aggrieved by what happened to him. If he lost in the script, he would be happy and have nothing to say, but now he is not even qualified to participate in the competition, which makes people angry.
"Zhang Tan, do you really plan to film "The Hidden Corner 2"?" Jiang Rong asked.
"The company has such a plan." Zhang Tan said that "The Hidden Corner" is so popular now that it is not surprising to film a sequel, but it would be strange not to film it.
"But I think "The Hidden Corner" has been written. I'll make a second one and ruin the classic."
"It's just a name, you can choose another story."
"How come you are happy to hear what you want?"
"I haven't thought about it yet. It doesn't matter if I am willing to do it or not, but you know me, it's just not my style to waste money. Even if I really want to make a second film, there will definitely be innovation."
…
When he got off work in the afternoon, Zhang Tan met Cao Wen again. He got out of the elevator and the other person entered the elevator. Last time, Zhang Tan took the initiative to say hello, but Cao Wen didn't recognize him and didn't respond. This time, he was the one taking the initiative.
"Have you gotten off work?" Cao Wen asked with a smile.
"Yes, congratulations to you, Teacher Cao." Zhang Tan responded positively.
Cao Wen smiled reservedly and said, "Thank you. Let's communicate together next time we have time."
The two chatted briefly, one went home from get off work, and the other took the elevator to He Miao's office.
When He Miao saw him arriving, he stood up with a smile and congratulated him.
At the script review meeting in the afternoon, Cao Wen's script was selected at 5:2.
As soon as he learned the news, Cao Wen rushed over, not only to say thank you and accept congratulations, but more importantly, to meet the director and producer.
Although the project has not yet been officially approved, the three of them have to start preparing for the preliminary work, including drafting a project approval report.
After a while, two people came into the office one after another. He Miao closed the door, and a new project began to be incubated.
Zhang Tan drove back to Huangjia Village and turned into the small restaurant "Koufu Xinfu" in the alley. He had a simple dinner and walked home. After walking to the boundary of the Little Red Horse, he heard the sound of a child coming in the evening breeze.
singing.
Through the fence, he saw seven or eight children gathered in the yard. One of them was holding a microphone and singing happily. Every sentence he sang had the word "duck" at the end.
As the weather gets warmer, the karaoke bar purchased last fall has been moved out, and it’s a good time for the children to show off their singing voices.
