ps: Ah, the collection potential of my book seems to have been exhausted, and the collection is about to enter negative growth, Blue Slim Shiitake Mushroom==!
Late at night, on the second floor of Ping An Restaurant.
After Kang Hyung-cheol left, Lim Sung-hoon and Kim Hwi-sung have been working on Counter-Strike until now. At this time, even Guys and Dolls in Cheongryangri is probably at the stage of being described as 404. Looking out from the window glass is all dark.
The area where Ping An Restaurant is located has not yet been developed, and there are no starry neon lights visible.
Walking lightly back to his bedroom, Lin Chengxun unexpectedly saw Zhiyan's small body lying on his bed, with her mouth pouted even when she was sleeping, and a look of dissatisfaction on her face. She also discovered this movie herself.
There is no role suitable for her in "Extraordinary Anchor".
Lin Chengxun chuckled and shook his head, pulled out the storyboard of "Extraordinary Anchor" from her arms, and helped tuck it in. This girl still refused to give up, trying to find a role that suited her from the storyboard.
"Ouyo, Park Sang-myung and Son Bo-eun (the hero and heroine of My Little Bride), am I delaying you two by dragging you to Counter-Strike?" Jin Huicheng leaned on the door frame and laughed.
"Is your brain sick? You've watched too much "My Little Bride"? Are you kidding Ji Yan at such a young age?" Lin Chengxun scolded Jin Huicheng, turned off the lamp in the room, and pushed Jin Huicheng out of the bedroom.
"You're young! So you're playing a nurturing game?"
Lin Chengxun didn't bother to pay attention to Jin Huicheng, who was calm on the outside and sullen on the inside. He took two bottles of milk and went straight to Li Chengcai's room. He didn't dare to go to Xu Shuaili's bedroom for fear of being attacked.
"You've been up most of the night. Is there something you can't talk about tomorrow?"
"You know what you are asking." Jin Huicheng took a sip of milk, "You are so confident in letting Jiang Jiongzhe attract investment, and you are not afraid that he will not be able to attract investment and will still ask you to take action in the end?"
"It's best if you can attract investment. It doesn't matter if you can't. I'll just show up." Lin Chengxun waved his hands meaninglessly, "Jiang Jiongzhe has a saying that is very good. The more you understand an industry in-depth, the more you will find its flaws.
It’s simple, there’s no harm in letting him know more about it.”
"Master Yan."
"It's an exaggeration to say Master Yan, but you have to live with your own conscience. Jiang Jiongzhe gave up a lot of things." Lin Chengxun laughed and sat down on the bed, leaning on the head of the bed with his long legs.
Overlapping, he just put the drawing board on his lap, took out the pen from his arms, and multitasked while talking to Jin Huicheng and enriching the storyboard.
"What did you change in the script? Look at Jiang Jiongzhe's face after reading it today."
"Changed the ending of the characters." Lin Chengxun zoomed out and looked at the drawing board. In "The Anchorman", he planned to emphasize a sense of fate, so the color of the characters needed to be emphasized.
Looking at his storyboard, Lin Chengxun nodded with satisfaction. He then raised his head and explained: "Actually, I am not very interested in Korean comedies. The comedies I really like are Hong Kong Island Chow Star's "Westward Journey"
"The King of Comedy" is similar to this. Comedy is just the skin of the movie, but inside it is tragedy. Use comedy to wrap up tragedy, so that the audience laughs first, thinks about it before crying, watches it again, laughs again, thinks about it again and then cries.
It's "Anchorman" that I want. You should have seen Chaplin's silent films. Except for a few ironic ones, almost all of them use the flesh and blood of tragedy to sublimate comedy films. I don't want the films I make to become
A popcorn movie, you know, a lot of people in the film industry and the Screenwriters Guild are waiting to see my second movie. Whether I will go to heaven or go to hell depends on watching this "Anchorman"."
"Who gave you the reputation of being the conscience of the peninsula? Once this name comes out and you compare the two, doesn't it mean you are pulling on their faces and saying they have no conscience?"
"So I gave up the profit from the movie "The Crucible" and I didn't go to promote it. I didn't even hold a celebration party with a box office of eight million. This is why I couldn't make others jealous."
Speaking of this, Lin Chengxun also had a wry smile on his face. The final result of the movie "The Crucible" was actually much better than expected, but in the end, Lin Chengxun actually did not gain much, except for the enviable name of "Conscience of the Peninsula".
Outside the head.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore." Lin Chengxun cut off the topic and asked Jin Huicheng again: "Boss, what do you think if I give the role of Nam Zhuxian, the actor of "Extraordinary Anchor", to Huang Bo from China?
"
"Huang Bo?" Jin Huicheng frowned. He, a Chinese, didn't even know where Huang Bo and Lin Chengxun got their names.
"As for the black guy in the Chinese dark horse movie "Crazy Stone" some time ago, I think Huang Bo's comedy effect is very good, and his acting skills are also very good. As a newcomer, the salary is not very high. He is a perfect fit for South Korea.
This character is Zhu Xian.”
Lin Chengxun said that he liked the leading actor, but Jin Huicheng still looked confused, so he simply painted the black character played by Huang Bo in "Crazy Stone" on the drawing board.
"With such an image, you actually asked him to play an idol?" Jin Huicheng's eyes widened in disbelief, and he suddenly said in a serious tone: "Comrade Lin Chengxun, although the organization understands your eagerness to return to the country, but
If you lick Chinese actors rashly like this, your identity will be exposed."
"Crazy, I am originally from China, okay?" Lin Chengxun's words seemed true and false.
"Yes, yes, your father is Chinese, and you are also Chinese, but you don't have Chinese nationality." Jin Huicheng spread his hands, with an expression on his face that said I am proud to have Chinese nationality.
"Okay, let's stop arguing with you. You people can't see Huang Bo's talent at all." Lin Chengxun complained. In his heart, he was still looking forward to attracting a future 5 billion box office actor to make a movie. "Even if it doesn't happen,
Huang Bo, then I’ll use a Chinese actor, like Hu Xiaoyao, he’s not bad looking.”
"Are you serious?"
"Realer than real gold."
"That still doesn't work. Your box office appeal is not enough. Your first movie took advantage of the traffic generated by the school for the deaf and mute in x state. You yourself don't have much box office appeal. If your second movie draws more
With a male protagonist who is unfamiliar to audiences in the last peninsula, half of the movie was sold out."
Jin Huicheng saw that Lin Chengxun spoke very seriously and stopped using a joking tone. Although he didn't know why Lin Chengxun was so enthusiastic about making movies with Latin American actors, he still carefully analyzed the difficulties involved for Lin Chengxun.
"Well, in the final analysis, I am still not famous enough." Lin Chengxun rubbed his forehead, "Then the only choice is casting?"
"Do you think your feud with the Writers Guild is over? Or do you think the actors dare to ignore the Writers Guild and participate in the casting of your movie? I can guarantee you that supporting roles are fine, but the male and female protagonists must only be those who are fighting for it.
Idols who have always wanted to join the film industry will participate in the role audition."
"Oh my God..." Upon hearing this, Lin Chengxun directly cursed Hua Guoguo in a series of words that even Jin Huicheng was confused by, "Boss, why do you think those people from the Screenwriters Association are so pushy?
?”
Jin Huicheng was surprised to hear such a series of nostalgic national curses in this foreign country, but then he thought of Lin Chengxun's father and felt relieved in his heart.
"So, what are you going to do with your character in this new movie?"
"What else can we do? Send script invitations to the actors you like." Lin Chengxun cursed and covered his head with the quilt.