Zhang Zhong originally planned to take the time to call Wen Jinjiang's friend, but what he didn't expect was that the other party actually called him first in the afternoon.
"Hello, hello, is this Zhang Zhong?"
The other party's voice was very old, but full of energy. Although they had not met yet, the image of a energetic old man had already emerged in Zhang Zhong's mind.
"Hello, I am." Zhang Zhong replied dryly. Wen Jinjiang only gave him a number before, and no one even told him his last name.
"Well, I'm Shi Tao. Your number was given to me by Wen Jinjiang. I think you should know why I'm looking for you, right?" the other party said.
Shi Tao?
Zhang Zhong felt that this name was a bit familiar, not because there was Shitao, the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest on the earth, but because he felt that he had seen this name somewhere in the world.
However, this name is relatively common, and you are more likely to have seen it somewhere.
"Well, hello Mr. Shi, I wonder what the literary director told you?"
"Wen Jinjiang said that you want to learn screenwriting and asked me to open a back door for you." Shi Tao said.
Zhang Zhong was stunned, did Wen Jinjiang really say that?
It is possible, if Wen Jinjiang and Shi Tao are familiar enough. But Zhang Zhong was really surprised when Shi Tao told him directly. And judging from Shi Tao's tone, Wen Jinjiang did not tell him his true identity.
"Mr. Shi, I think the literary director may not have made it clear. I..."
"No need to explain. I know Wen Jinjiang and I believe in his vision. I will open this back door for you. If you want to study scripts, the drama, film and television literature major in the Department of Literature is more suitable for you. It is just one class. I will take their courses later
I'll give you the form. If you want to attend the class, you can come over anytime."
Shi Tao's speech was so intense that Zhang Chong had no chance to make any mistakes. He had not yet decided whether to study screenwriting, but Shi Tao looked like he had already made up his mind.
But after hearing what Shi Tao said, Zhang Zhong felt that he could go and listen. Anyway, he was free to go if he wanted to, and not if he didn't want to go.
Before Zhang Zhong could reply, Shi Tao said again, "Next time you come to school, give me a call and I'll give you a class attendance card. Okay, that's it for now. I'll send you a MMS later.
Please check it carefully."
Send a MMS...
Until the phone hung up, Zhang Zhong didn't finish a sentence. This old man was even more impatient than a "young man" like himself.
After a while, a MMS message actually came.
Zhang Zhong had not received MMS messages for many years. He really wanted to tell Shi Tao that there was something called WeChat in this world.
The content of the MMS is a picture, which is the course schedule of the Department of Literature of Nanhuai Film Academy in the direction of drama, film and television literature.
Film and television dramatization theory, film and television script writing, film and television scripts... There are nine courses in total. Zhang Zhong is only interested in dramatization theory and film and television script writing.
He found these two courses on the course schedule. There was only one class a week, and the timing was quite good. Film and television drama theory was in the first period on Tuesday afternoon, and film and television script writing was in the first period on Thursday afternoon.
The first class in their school in the afternoon starts from two o'clock to four o'clock, which perfectly misses Pengpeng's school time.
Nanhuai Film Academy is not far away, only Iris Mountain is separated from their current residence. If you take a bus... Zhang Zhong doesn't know how to take a bus. He has never taken a bus since he woke up.
Before I fell into coma, although it was very close to Nanhuai Film Academy, there was no direct bus and I had to take another bus. The time spent on the road was not short.
Zhang Zhong thought about it and decided to put buying a car on the agenda.
As for the film and television drama theory class tomorrow, you can go and take a look first.
He first called to inquire about the driver's license and confirmed that she could get a new driver's license by taking the test of subject one once. Now the test is more convenient. She only needs to register online. After success, she will receive a message confirming the test time and she can go.
Passed the exam.
I just finished applying for the exam online and my phone prompted a new email.
Zhang Zhong opened it and took a look. It turned out that when he saw that he had not replied for a long time, Agitated Literature drafted a new contract.
Compared with the previous contract, the royalties and other conditions have not changed, only the priority of film and television adaptation has changed.
And this was pointed out at the beginning of the email.
Zhang Zhong smiled, it seemed that the people at Provoking Literature also knew what they wanted, and if that was the case, then it would be easy to talk about it.
He scrolled down the contract and found the priority for film and television adaptation. After reading it, he nodded. He was quite satisfied with the contract.
Priority for film and television adaptations is still given to Agitational Literature, but the split has been changed, from the original June 4th to 82nd, and of course it is Zhang Chongba, Agitational Literature 2.
In addition, there is also a clause in the contract that if the film and television adaptation rights cannot be sold within five years, Guild Literature will buy out the film and television adaptation rights at a guaranteed price of five million.
Five million is not too much, but it is not too little either. After adding this, Zhang Zhong is basically guaranteed to make a profit without losing anything.
In these two emails, we can see the sincerity of Agitating Literature, and we can also see the anxiety of Agitating Literature.
Now that the contract satisfied him, Zhang Zhong did not delay it any longer and replied directly with two words below: Signable.
…
Fang Xingkai was sitting in the office, pacing back and forth. The colleague next to him looked at him and said with a smile, "What is supposed to come will come. Our sincerity has been shown. If we can't sign this,
There is nothing that can be done about it. In fact, I think the boss's approach is too impulsive. I have watched "Murder on the Orient Express", and at least so far, the quality cannot be compared with "Ten Little Indian Boys". I know,
Yesterday, Huayi Company gave away 8 million to acquire "Ten Little Indian Boys". Everyone was very excited, but it does not mean that this book will also be successful..."
Ding dong!
I was a little irritable and couldn't listen to what my colleagues were saying. Then when I heard the notification tone, I quickly sat back down and opened my mailbox.
"Can be signed."
Zhang Zhong's reply only had two words, but Fang Xingkai's mood suddenly blossomed because of these two words.
When colleagues saw Fang Xingkai's expression, they naturally knew what the email was about.
"Agreed?"
Fang Xingkai nodded solemnly, "Yes, agreed, I'll go find the boss."
After finishing speaking, Fang Xingkai stood up and walked to the editor's office.
When Fang Xingkai arrived at the editor-in-chief's office, Li Nan was looking at the computer screen with his chin in his hands, a look of anticipation in his eyes.
Because he was too focused, he didn't even notice Fang Xingkai knocking on the door and coming in.
Fang Xingkai, who was originally in a hurry, was no longer in a hurry now and slowed down for fear of disturbing Li Nan.
About half a minute later, when Fang Xingkai was about to call Li Nan, Li Nan suddenly slammed the table and shouted, "It's done!"