Chapter 3: Is it possible to write this script without some mental problems?
As the saying goes, there will always be brave men when there is a big reward.
After the salary of everyone in the crew increased by 30%, no one wanted to run away.
When everyone heard that Han Zhou, who was tricked into playing the male lead, became a director and was going to write a new script, they all moved to Bengbu.
But for the sake of money, you have to grit your teeth and get through it.
Anyway, after filming, it will definitely not be broadcasted, so it’s not shameful.
As long as I am not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.
Han Zhou, on the other hand, started writing the script.
To be honest, Han Zhou didn't like local movies in his previous life and hadn't seen many of them.
Moreover, the local films that Han Zhou likes are usually about some kind of art, such as shadow puppetry, flower drum and waist drum.
So there aren't many options.
The only movie that can really get a young male and female lead to shoot a movie is Hello Mr. Tree.
"Hello Mr. Tree" is different from those meaningless rural films made to show poverty and backwardness. Instead, it discusses human nature, which means it is destined to not win any awards at major European and American film festivals.
However, small film festivals in China and the United States have shown great favor for this film, which has won it various awards.
The director was once the deputy of the famous rural film maker Lao Jia. He learned how to shoot rural films, but not for the sake of rurality. Instead, he made the rurality serve the core of the film.
This drama is also regarded as the pinnacle of acting skills in the life of actor Wang, and many people even believe that it is the pinnacle of acting skills in the Chinese film industry.
But then again, Han Zhou was not prepared to play the role of the tree himself.
Han Zhou does have some self-awareness.
Han Zhou was writing the script there.
Wei Yuan was watching from behind.
Wang Xiya asked Wei Yuan to help look at Han Zhou's script and make any changes he could.
Wei Yuan immediately made a request.
"If I help him revise the script, don't put my name on the end credits. I just changed the format, not co-created it. I'm just the screenwriter, not the screenwriter."
Wang Xiya agreed.
Wei Yuan laughed so hard that he became numb.
This wave, this wave is called picking up the screenwriting fee for free!
However, after Wei Yuan read Han Zhou's script, he couldn't figure out the story structure at all.
"You can't write, so you write nonsense?"
"Or will the clues be connected when the story is finished?"
Looking at where Han Zhou was writing, Wei Yuan reminded him, "Opening on time at 8 o'clock on the 18th of the 13th month...isn't that too outrageous?!"
Han Zhou looked back at Wei Yuan and spread his hands: "I did it on purpose."
Deliberate? Wei Yuan was sure that Han Zhou was definitely up to something, but he had no idea what it was.
After reading the outrageous suggestions made by Mr. Shu and the mining secretary in the script, Wei Yuan was sure.
"Mr. Tree is crazy."
Han Zhou turned around and looked at Wei Yuan.
Wei Yuan patted Han Zhou on the shoulder and said confidently: "You can still be saved."
…
This was Wang Xiya’s first time as a film and television investor, and she has been very conflicted since being cheated.
She understood one thing: as an investor, whether she interferes with the filming of the movie or not, she should put her heart and soul into the movie.
But the question is, with the crew and the movie in this state now, is it worth the effort?
However, Wang Xiya still went to purchase the necessary props according to the list of supplies given by Han Zhou.
When Wang Xiya found a small, shabby, and old-looking auto repair shop sign that had lost its bright colors due to the sun, and offered to buy the sign.
The owner of the repair shop felt that Wang Xiya had some serious illness.
When Wang Xiya proposed to make a new sign for the repair shop owner and also subsidized him with one thousand yuan.
The owner of the auto repair shop smiled and thought to himself: The more patients like this, the better! Our old industrial zone will have a bright future!
Han Zhou hasn't finished writing the script yet, but the list of materials to prepare for filming and the requirements for the actors' roles have already been handed over to Wang Xiya.
Wang Xiya also carefully followed Han Zhou's request, purchasing and searching for the items one by one.
Now Wang Xiya also came back to her senses .
Even if this movie is not worth looking forward to, I still have to learn how to be an investor.
Just consider it a learning experience.
However, Wang Xiya was still stumped by a question.
That is to find the 'tree'.
"A good actor who looks dull and sluggish, has excellent acting skills, and is not academic."
Wang Xiya simply cannot meet this standard.
Where can I find such a person?
Wang Xiya has been staying in Xiao County these days. With An Lan's company, she has been frantically buying up the oldest furnishings possible, while mobilizing the power of Tianle Film and Television to find an actor suitable for this role.
Obviously, to no avail.
…
After writing the script, Han Zhou immediately handed it to Wei Yuan for revision.
I also have to compose the soundtrack for two songs.
Now it has become three songs.
After hearing the arrangement of the chorus song, An Lan strongly requested Han Zhou to compose one for her as well.
Han Zhou said there would be a fee, and An Lan said the next time you go find another heroine.
Han Zhou said, OK, I'll take care of the song!
In fact, it is easy to find actors, but the problem is that An Lan was invited by myself in the first place, and it would be troublesome to do this together.
An Lan has not been able to practice singing for some time now, which is a great loss.
She also signed a contract with the crew. She signed the contract for the role of the female lead only because she was the male lead.
Now that he's become a director, it doesn't feel right to kick An Lan away.
After all, we have a cooperative friendship. It's not appropriate.
Han Zhou had to finish the three songs from memory within three days.
Fortunately, I studied music seriously in my previous life, otherwise I would have been doomed without any struggle.
Wei Yuan, who got the script, immediately printed several copies.
One copy was given to Wang Xiya, one copy was given to Chen Dayong, and then one copy was saved.
I plan to start making revisions after I finish reading it.
It started snowing again in the northeast after nightfall.
In the poorly heated small town house, Wei Yuan was watching, smoking, and daydreaming.
Look for a while, and be in a daze for a while.
Every time I finish daydreaming, all that’s left of my newly lit cigarette is the butt, which is torture.
It was not until three o'clock in the morning that I finished reading the script, which consisted of only 30,000 words, and the 20,000 words of shooting supplements.
After reading it, Wei Yuan was confused, so he cheered up, lit a cigarette, and started reading again from the beginning.
Everyone was doing their own things in their own rooms.
An Lan and Wang Xiya shared a bed in the room with the best environment.
After the two became familiar with each other, An Lan accompanied Wang Xiya to the county town to buy things needed for filming, and their relationship was pretty good.
So the tea party lasted until late at night.
Wang Xiya: "An An, do you think Han Zhou is a reliable director? Can the films he makes...not to mention the release of the films, be made into CDs and distributed?"
An Lan looked at Wang Xiya: "Didn't you say it wouldn't be released?"
Wang Xiya was unwilling to accept this! After being questioned by An Lan, she stopped talking and said, "I think too much."
An Lan smiled and said, "Han Zhou doesn't look normal. He always says things that others can't understand."
"For example?" Wang Xiya asked.
An Lan: "For example, after he met me, he said something to me that sounded very strange, but it was quite interesting, so I wrote it down."
Wang Xiya was curious.
An Lan: "First there was An Lan, then there was heaven."
Wang Xiya: “???”
An Lan: "The top of the immortal world, proud of the world, as long as I am An Lan, there will be heaven."
Wang Xiya: “???”
An Lan: "Even if I, An Lan, carry the abyss of heaven on my back and hold up the imperial city in one hand, I am still invincible in the world."
Wang Xiya took a deep breath, inhaled the cool air, and shrank into the bed, covering her face with the quilt: "Should I find a chance to check him out?"
An Lan: "Psychiatry?"
Wang Xiya: "Otherwise, is it men's medicine?"
The two little sisters who had just met each other smiled at each other and started playing in the bed.
"Oh, you can say such things."
"Little bitch, you're so annoying~"
"Let me check you out, gynecologist."
"That's not necessary!"
"Duck, no need?"
"???"
…
Early in the morning, Chen Dayong and Wei Yuan went to the Northeast to try whether people could really pee out a pillar.
As the heat left his body, Chen Dayong felt as if his body was hollowed out.
While sighing: "You said that script can be written by a normal person?"
"Are you sure Han Zhou isn't a psychopath?"
"I've always thought there was something wrong with Han Zhou. He says weird things every day that we can't understand."
Wei Yuan shuddered: "Damn Han Zhou, he wanted to win the award!"
Chen Dayong looked at Wei Yuan in confusion.
Wei Yuan lowered his head and said: "Look, I said I was one of the famous screenwriters in the circle, but now I can't even see Shui Yuan when I lower my head, and I haven't even won an award yet."
"This bastard wants to win an award for his first movie."
Chen Dayong: "Although the shooting instructions are very detailed and I can roughly imagine what the storyboards will look like, are you sure that all these weird contents together are good enough to win an award?"
Wei Yuan: "I don't know whether the story is good or not, and I don't know whether it is easy to film or not."
"But he clearly fully explored the three major questions in life, and also used a lot of fancy techniques, which are the favorite things of art film judges. If it is filmed... it is hard to say whether it will win an award."
When the two of them came back after solving the problem, they already felt like they had lost something important.
Who said that the north is not cold with heating? You are such a jerk!
As soon as they returned to the yard, they saw Han Zhou playing and making a snowman in the yard.
Looking at their joyful expressions, it’s as if they have never seen snow before.
"Childish." Forty-year-old Wei Yuan sneered.
"That's right." Thirty-year-old Chen Dayong agreed.
Half an hour later, when Wang Xiya and An Lan, two beautiful ladies, came out in their flowery cotton-padded jackets, they saw three big men in military coats working together to shape a pair of snowmen with very artistic poses that had a hazy beauty and abstract art.
Looking at Han Zhou's silly smile, Wang Xiya asked: "Do you think he is wooden?"
An Lan nodded.
Wang Xiya: "Are you quiet or not?"
An Lan nodded.
Wang Xiya: "Han Zhou!"
Han Zhou stopped with a smile, looked up at Wang Xiya, and threw a snowball at her.
Chen Dayong: "Fuck you! My breasts!"
Under Wei Yuan's gaze, Dayong changed his words: "The snowman's chest..."
Wang Xiya dodged the snowball and looked at Han Zhou: "It's really hard to find the male lead, so you should do it yourself."
Han Zhou: “???”
"Me? I play the role of a tree? I'm so handsome, and you want me to play the role of a tree?"
Wang Xiya was puzzled: "You didn't mention looking for someone ugly?"
"Didn't I mention that?"
"You certainly didn't mention it."
"I really didn't mention it?"
"You really didn't mention it!"
"It doesn't matter if I haven't mentioned it. I won't act!"
Wang Xiya: "Teacher Wei Yuan, how much is the penalty for refusing to act after signing the male lead contract?"
Han Zhou jumped up and down: "It's just a tree! I'll act it out!"
"It's not going to be shown anyway, so it doesn't matter who plays it!"
"There is no room for handsome guys in rural areas? What kind of logic is that! I strongly oppose this kind of behavior of looking at people with tinted glasses!"
"With 600 million rural people in the country, it makes sense to have a handsome idiot!"
