At the end of March, Jiangnan had completely bid farewell to the bone-breaking winter. It was warm during the day or night, without any cool feeling.

The peach blossoms by the river are like white snow and flowing clouds. Some are attached to passers-by with the wind, adding a few rays of fragrance to the world; some are swinging on the lake, causing a few waves to tranquility.

Compared with the peace of Taohua Garden, the Golden Street of Film and Television hundreds of meters away is very lively.

Although it is early morning, people are coming and going on the streets, and cars are whining, regardless of the fact that someone is sleeping.

Some of these are back from filming night scenes, while others are rushing to the set. Although they are noisy, no one opens the window to curse, because this situation is too normal here.

Not to mention that it is the annual mid-range, with major crews rushing, hoping to squeeze into the Shura circle where opportunities and dangers coexist.

In a dormitory with only more than ten square meters, Xu Yan has been asleep for more than two hours. Before going to bed, Wang Fang posted a cute photo of Xu Wu bulging his mouth through the glass window.

This photo seems to have a special magic power, which can make Xu Yan, who is thousands of miles away, feel endless power, as if he has been installed with a Nanfu battery, one section is stronger than six sections!

His fighting spirit was burning, but he didn't know that there was another person around him who also burned.

In a separate small room, a typhoon stayed up all night, accompanied by a middle-aged man writing at a desk, wearing Bluetooth headphones, messy waste paper and a notebook on the table.

Lin Yao was talking to someone, but it seemed that the people on the other side were not asleep, and it seemed that they had no plans to sleep at all.

"Dong~Dong~Dong~Dong~"

When the first light in the morning shone into the narrow room, a loud bell rang out in every corner of the film and television city.

This is a yellow bell from an antique on the hill next to it. It will ring on time at 6 o'clock every morning, reminding people that the day's plan is in the morning.

The yellow clock can be said to be the symbol of the film and television city. If any crew here has a hit, it will ring the bell to celebrate. However, since the establishment of this rule, no one seems to have ringed the first bell.

"Director Lin didn't sleep all night last night, and the light is still on."

Liu Hao came back from the toilet and said yawning.

Xu Yan was thinking while wearing clothes. This was probably because he was worried about the script he gave, because he could see that Lin Yao liked it very much, but he could not make up his mind when shooting it.

"Since the filming started, he hasn't slept much, he's so tired!" Liu Hao said to himself, then fell on the bed, and a whistle came from a whistle.

Xu Yan smiled angrily. If you have the intention to observe, why don’t you help share the burden?

He took the towel and toothbrush, and as soon as he left the door, Xu Yan saw two figures staring at him enthusiastically in the corridor.

One is director Lin Yao, the other is very strange. I haven't seen it yesterday. It seems that I just came in the morning.

"Just him?"

"Just him!"

The conversation between the two was very short and mysterious. Xu Yan guessed it roughly and waited for the next verification.

"Director Lin, Editor Zhang?"

The strange man holding the cigarette said in surprise: "Hey? Very smart, needless to say!"

While talking, the three of them were already very close. Xu Yan guessed correctly that this strange face was the screenwriter Zhang Jingyu.

He received a call from Lin Yao yesterday afternoon. After knowing that Xu Yan gave the script, he didn't say hello to his family and went back to the crew. After a night of tossing, he finally arrived at Jiangnan Film and Television City just now.

And this time, I did nothing and came to see Xu Yan directly.

Lin Yao is extremely attentive to this drama, why isn’t he the same?

"Xu Yan!" Lin Yao introduced to each other, "Editor Zhang."

After the polite words, Lin Yao asked Xu Yan to wash his face and brush his teeth first, while he was waiting for him in the office.

The two whispered: "Isn't this kid's appearance a good actor?"

Lin Yao smiled and said, "If he wants to be, he can."

After hearing this, Xu Yan touched his face and sighed that he actually wanted to make a living by relying on his talent rather than his appearance.

Did you just be amazed at my appearance and didn’t notice that my talent is as earth-shaking as my appearance?

Xu Yan finished washing up helplessly. By the time he walked into the office, Lin Yao and Zhang Jingyu had been waiting for a long time.

"I know why we asked you to come?"

Although Lin Yao's face was smiling, it was not difficult to see fatigue. There was a difference between a person who didn't sleep all night and who had enough rest.

Xu Yan thought for a while: "I try to write the core of the outline of the first part within three days, and I still have to sort out the specific scripts carefully."

Calling yourself to come early in the morning has already made the purpose of being clear, it is nothing more than adopting script creativity.

After careful consideration, Xu Yan also predicted this point. The fundamental reason why the other party adopted it may be that the script was outstanding and it met the request of both of them. Although it was changed, the real core of the first part was not greatly changed, and many of the ones he had filmed before could be used.

The plot of the picture does not need to be changed. At most, just add a dubbing and change the lines.

"If we don't change, we have the confidence to ensure that the box office is not lost, or that we lose very little. Now that we change, we have the confidence to ensure that the box office is strong, and the role contrast is too unexpected. We must ensure that there is enough surprises, but we cannot get rid of it too ruthlessly. There are so many in the history of Chinese films."

Zhang Jingyu put out half of the cigarette left. He analyzed it with Lin Yao all night last night. He was not angry when his script was modified. Instead, he was very active and willing to cooperate.

"I'll go to sleep for a while first. Tell me if you need me if you have any places. Our positions have changed now. You are the screenwriter and I am the assistant!"

Zhang Jingyu said with a smile, then pulled the door and left the office.

Xu Yan looked at the closed door awkwardly, wondering whether he would explain that his appearance was just a coincidence?

As an old director, Lin Yao has seen all the feelings and feelings between the people in and out of the play. Of course, he understands what Xu Yan thought when he turned his head.

He rubbed his temples and said intentionally or unintentionally: "I called him yesterday afternoon to tell you what you thought, and he came back in the car. I discussed it for a long time in the evening, but I was unsteady, but he was not confused at all and asked to adopt your opinion directly. We didn't sleep, so I had to go to bed afterwards."

After hearing this, Xu Yan felt relieved. Fortunately, he had offended the screenwriter just after joining the crew.

He also thought that if he was not adopted, he would write it out and sell it for money.

There is no need for this now. Lin Yao asked a few more questions and said, "Although there are many similar ones, the whole piece is your idea now. What are your expectations for the royalties?"

If the screenwriter's manuscript fee is a TV series, it is based on how much it costs per episode, and the movie is priced at a fixed price.

Xu Yan hesitated and did not give a specific number, but Lin Yao spoke up and gave him his thoughts.

"I will give you 70,000 yuan in the first movie. In addition, after the movie is released, the profit will be distributed according to the box office. No matter how bad it is, the minimum price will be 20,000 yuan. Can you accept this price?"

Lin Yao said that, but he was very anxious. He had a budget, but he did not have a script royalty. When he paid for filming with his own pocket, try to save as much as possible and reduce all possible expenses.

Ninety thousand, this number is completely acceptable to Xu Yan, after all, this is the case with the new screenwriter.

But the first part is like this, and the second part itself has to have an explanation.

So Xu Yan nodded and said, "Yes, but you have to buy the script of the second part whether you shoot or not, because these two parts are the same story and I can't sell them anymore. In addition, if the second part can be sold for one billion, I want a half-point share."

"A half point of division?"

Lin Yao's face shook subconsciously. The new screenwriter talked about the box office share, so how much sleep can he die?

The half point of one billion is five million, which is almost the same as the royalties of many big screenwriters, and it can even match the pay of many small first-line actors.

Moreover, why did he say that the one billion box office is so easy? Where did this confidence come from?

"Can you ensure that the second part exceeds one billion?" Lin Yao couldn't help asking.

Xu Yan said: "I dare not, so I said I would get a share of the money after one billion, and I don't want a single point!"

A hint of disappointment flashed through Lin Yao's eyes. He was thinking in his mind whether the deal would be worth it.

First of all, there is a problem with the script. If you buy the first part, you must buy the second part, which is understandable. It is like taking a pair of shoes in a shopping mall, and people are paired together, but you have to buy one. There has been no such reason since ancient times.

It is actually acceptable to spend more than 100,000 or 200,000 yuan to buy one or two scripts.

What Lin Yao focused on was box office sharing.

As far as he knows, all screenwriters who dare to talk about share in China are super top people, and those with a little reputation will not talk about share indiscriminately. This newcomer will share in the share as soon as he gives out, which really means that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger.

But after thinking about it, Lin Yao agreed to this request.

Whether the second part is filmed is still a question, and whether it can exceed one billion is another question. If it can really exceed one billion, what can I do to give you five million?

It is quite worth spending more than five million to label yourself as a billion-dollar box office director.

Thinking of this, Lin Yao finally agreed to Xu Yan's request. He said, "I will give you the contract evenly after I wake up. I will give you the royalties equally every month."

Generally speaking, the royalties are paid in one lump sum, but Lin Yao wants to tie Xu Yan up in this way.

Xu Yan refused and shook his head and rejected: "No, I need this 70,000 yuan. My sister is still waiting for money to extend her life in the sterile warehouse of the hospital!"

Lin Yao was stunned. Xu Yan didn't say much nonsense. He took out his cell phone and showed the photo of Xu Wu in the sterile warehouse.

Lin Yao was awakened from the other party's veto, and when he looked at the smiling buzz girl in the photo, he suddenly became mixed.

He thought he was facing a young man who was greedy and arrogant, but he didn't expect that the other party was carrying the hope of a family.

What disease does it take to get into the warehouse and also to cut your hair?

The concept of leukemia instantly poured into Lin Yao's brain. This disease is so scary!

For some reason, he suddenly found that the young man was filled with shining points.

"Okay! Just do what you said!"

"Thanks!"

"What a great young man!" After everything was agreed, Lin Yao should go to bed. He patted Xu Yan on the shoulder, walked to the door and turned around and smiled, "Your sister can try to let her enter the entertainment industry after she recovers. You brother and sister are both very good-looking!"

Xu Yan did not answer, and he murmured after a while:
Chapter completed!