Huayu, can you be called the best actor if you don’t indulge yourself?

Chapter 334 Taken advantage of

Lin Chaoxian was very clear about his master's habits.

Those scripts placed in the upper left corner of the desk are like chicken ribs to the other party, tasteless to eat and a pity to throw away.

Its final destination is to be thrown into the trash can.

Whether it is a film and television company or a well-known director, they receive a large number of scripts every year, 90% of which have such endings. Many times, what is lacking is not the script, but the money.

Everyone can come up with a few stories, but there are very few great scripts.

Have the ability to film it.

Even less.

Even if it can be filmed, we still have to find a producer who is optimistic about the script.

Without money, everything is castles in the air.

Originally, he would have just put everything in place, but an inexplicable urge made Lin Chaoxian open the script titled Painted Skin and read the story carefully.

"Very easy?"

Chen Jiashang took off his glasses and rubbed his dry eyes in surprise.

His hair is gray.

He is small and thin and speaks slowly.

There is a sense of gentleness.

"Ah."

Lin Chaoxian nodded as he flipped through the script and said, "Don't underestimate Li Luo. He is very organized and well prepared, even though he is still a little rusty."

"But it's much better than when I was there!"

"anger."

After a brief pause, he said with certainty: "The result of the filming will definitely not be bad."

"All right!"

Chen Jiashang smiled and continued reading the script in his hand.

The film and television industry is full of miracles, and it is not a problem for one or two talents to emerge. If the other party does not have some strength, he would not have received investments from several film companies at such a young age.

I am surprised by this praise though.

But it's not surprising.

The office soon returned to silence, with only the sound of two people flipping through scripts.

The cigarette was quickly lit.

They are already very accustomed to this kind of atmosphere.

We have worked together for many years and have a master-disciple relationship, so there is no need for any polite words.

"Ok?"

Lin Chaoxian was the last to arrive, biting his cigarette and patting the script in his hand: "This story is not bad. Although it is still a bit rough, Painted Skin should be a good choice."

He knew what his master wanted to do.

Nowadays, Hong Kong directors have achieved quite good results in co-producing various blockbusters.

As one of the earliest directors to go north to shoot movies, my master naturally wanted to join the trend of co-productions.

If you just want to get going, you need a good notebook.

There is no story that can convince capital.

It's all in vain.

In fact, it’s not that they don’t have money, but they are qualified directors.

There is one thing that must be made clear.

That is, you cannot use your own money to make a movie. Even if you want to invest money to get a share, you cannot be the main investor.

The more you are in the industry, the more you know how likely it is that a movie will lose money.

It's a safe way to earn director's fee and profit share.

No need to take any risks.

"There's a ghost."

Rubbing his temple vigorously, Chen Jiashang shook his head and rejected the script: "The subject matter is too sensitive, no investor will invest money in it, and the script is too exaggerated."

"The investment is huge. If you say it's going to be a Chinese version of The Lord of the Rings, no one will be optimistic about it."

"The screenwriter has been sent to many companies."

“They were all rejected.”

Although he liked the story very much, he could only reject it with regret. As for whether other film and television companies dared to take it, that is another matter!

Lin Chaoxian was scratching his head with all the chatter.

"So."

After thinking about it, he had an idea: "What if a ghost turns into a monster?"

"Demon?"

Chen Jiashang raised his head suddenly.

Painted Skin is a story from Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio. It tells the story of a hideous evil ghost who puts on human skin painted with colored pencils and dresses up as an extremely charming and stunning girl in order to achieve the purpose of splitting people's stomachs and digging out their hearts.

Out of inertia of thinking, the only thing that comes to mind is ghosts.

But if it's a demon~
Chen Jiashang took a deep breath and quickly fell into deep thought.

Thus.

The biggest risk is avoided.

After thinking for a long time, he frowned and looked at his apprentice: "This will make it a fantasy film, and turning ghosts into monsters, whether the audience can accept it is also a question!"

Fantasy films have relatively high requirements for special effects and require large investments.

Market feedback is unknown.

Borrowing the settings of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio and creating something of one's own can be called innovation at best and fabrication at worst.

Although policy risks have been avoided, the risk of making money has risen sharply.

"What if you can accept it?"

Lin Chaoxian spread his hands and said nonchalantly: "Maybe I'll be the first person to try something new. Anyway, it will give me some new ideas. It's better than you reading scripts here all day long."

At least in his opinion, there's no harm in trying this kind of thing.

Anyway, you won’t suffer any loss.

"Disaster."

Chen Jiashang took a deep breath of cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke: "The most difficult thing is to find investors. For a theme that has not been verified by the market, ninety-nine out of a hundred investors would not dare to invest."

"Hmm."

Lin Chaoxian suddenly had an idea and quickly bit the filter tip: "Is there a possibility that I just happen to know the remaining person?"

"He is not only rich, but also very courageous."

“Very adventurous.”

“It’s also a subject that few people have touched upon.”

Smoke was swirling around, and Lin Chaoxian's eyes sparkled. "Others invested four million with just a few words of lobbying, and the action film directed by a new director also brought him back 20 million in production funds."

"I estimate that he has 10 million in it. He dares to invest and can raise money."

“A natural choice.”

"Where did this sucker come from?"

Chen Jiashang blinked, unable to be more curious.

Although 10 or 20 million is still relatively little for a fantasy work, it does not mean that the other party cannot find more money.

"I'm not a sucker."

Lin Chaoxian flicked off the ash from his cigarette and crossed his legs leisurely. "The film, which cost 4 million to invest, made 62 million at the box office a few months ago, so that guy must have the guts to go big."

"The premise is that you have to find a way to convince him!"

The hardest thing for any director is not filming.

Instead, he advised the boss to give him money.

It is absolutely difficult to get people to spend a lot of money on a non-existent movie.

Unlike other industries, real estate involves a piece of land.

The factory has machines and equipment.

You can make movies.

In the early stage, there is only one mouth.

"Li Luo."

Chen Jiashang suddenly realized.

There is only one movie like this today that can achieve big box office with a small budget.

I couldn't guess it even though the hint was so obvious.

He doesn't need to mix anymore!

After a quick calculation in his mind, Chen Jiashang also felt that it was reliable. Crazy Stone could at least earn the other party 20 million yuan. Not to mention paying 20 million yuan, even if it was only more than 10 million yuan in starting capital.

You can take this project and look for other investors!

From nothing to something.

is the hardest.

And young people have strong blood.

No, it’s better to fool them well. It’s better to paint a good blueprint. The chances of convincing the other party are quite high.

"Ok?"

Seeing Chen Jiashang pull the keyboard over without saying a word, Lin Chao was stunned: "Master, what are you doing?"

"Change the script."

Chen Jiashang's fingers danced as he stared at the screen intently: "Finish it tonight, and we'll go find Li Luo together tomorrow. Come and help, so we can think faster together."

"Uh~"

Lin Chaoxian touched his stomach helplessly and could only pull the chair over and sit down.

He knew very well that his master was a man of his words.

Hot pot.

We can only leave it at that.

These two people are not only directors, but also very talented screenwriters.

Although Lin Chaoxian is not very good at this kind of thing.

But there are still suggestions.

Amid the intense conversation between the two, the sound of typing on the keyboard continued.

Beijing.

Purple Jade Villa.

The snowflakes flying all over the sky are very poetic.

The charcoal was bright red and sparks were coming out.

The kettle was bubbling.

Sitting in the glass pavilion, Li Luo looked at the northern scenery. The special lighter in his hand was lighting a cigar. The aroma of tea, tobacco and alcohol mixed together and was quickly taken away by the exhaust fan.

In the villa in the distance, Lin Yue and Deng Jie were also drinking tea.

They chatted and laughed from time to time.

Sit in the backyard of several hundred square meters, make tea and enjoy the snow.

It is indeed pleasant enough.

"Meng is reckless!"

Zhang Guoli poured him a cup of Pu'er tea and shook his head slightly.

"Why don't you say it's stingy?"

Li Luo smiled and bit his cigar, tapping the coffee table with his fingers to show his gratitude.

“It’s really stingy.”

After a pause, Zhang Guoli nodded slowly: "He is a great director, but his tolerance is not big enough."

"Do not."

Li Luo picked up the teacup, blew away the hot air, and drank it down in one gulp: "To be precise, Director Wu felt that my weight was not good enough for him to show his magnanimity." This evening's party ended unpleasantly.

Of course, everyone appears happy on the surface.

But there are some things.

Everyone knows it well.

After dinner, Li Luo found an opportunity to talk to Han Sanping about the crazy racing, and the latter of course happily agreed.

As the boss of China Film.

The better the performance, the happier he will be.

Han Sanping admired Li Luo even more because he was approached with a project that was sure to make money.

A young man who knows how to deal with things.

Who does not like.

At that time, Li Luo accidentally let the secret slip.

After much thought, Zhang Guoli decided to remind his old friend to be prepared.

The younger brother is so sensible, so naturally the big brother cannot be vague.

So Han Sanping brought Wu Yushen here specially tonight. Whether it was to return a favor or because he had high hopes for him, he planned to give the role of Zhao Yun in Red Cliff directly to Li Luo.

But surprisingly, Li Luo rejected this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that others thought was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity without even thinking about it.

The reasons are very sufficient.

I just finished filming and will be busy with editing next.

After it's over.

Want to take a break for a while.

In terms of the schedule, it is indeed a bit unfortunate.

At that moment, Wu Yushen felt a little embarrassed. His original standard smile was replaced by a hint of "you are a tactless boy". He didn't stay for long and quickly left with the excuse of having something to do.

Recalling Wu Yushen's expression just now, Zhang Guoli bit his cigarette helplessly:

"Who told you to refuse so bluntly?"

"The big director came to your house in person, so you must be a little reluctant to act in the role. Now that you have found an excuse, of course you can leave."

"But what can I say?"

Picking up the iron bar and stirring the charcoal, he asked curiously, "Other actors are trying their best to get in this play, and they are almost beating their brains out. Even if they don't have time, they have to adjust their schedule to come out."

"How come you refused so straightforwardly?"

“It’s busy indeed.”

Biting the cigar, Li Luo's eyes flickered along with the charcoal fire: "Besides, there are already so many people supporting Lin Zhiling, I won't join in the fun."

Zhou Yu, Zhuge Liang, Sun Quan and Xiao Qiao, these four characters with extremely important scenes were all played by actors from Hong Kong and Taiwan.

It’s hard to say that there is no subtle thought involved.

Who the hell believes it?
I have seen the finished film and I know to what extent John Woo promoted Lin Chi-ling.

The whole plot revolves around each other.

It would be more appropriate to call it The Biography of Xiao Qiao.

The iron bar in his hand paused, and Zhang Guoli didn't know what to say for a moment.

I didn't expect that he actually had this kind of thought.

However, for some actors, there is really no need to rush to the door to praise them. Not everyone will buy into the works of big international directors, especially someone like Li Luo who is already qualified to organize a group.

"Three pings is not an option."

Shaking his head, Zhang Guoli sighed softly: "Who made us start late? As the old saying goes, those who fall behind will be beaten."

"We are like paying tuition fees."

"After shooting such a big production, we can also train a group of front-stage and back-stage staff who have experienced big-scale productions. If we spread them all over the sky, they will take root and sprout one by one."

"When we make our own blockbuster movies in the future, we will have people we can use."

"Ah."

Li Luo nodded silently.

In a sense, what the other party said makes sense.

Everyone is in a different position, so naturally they need to consider different things. From the last conversation, Han Sanping doesn't like this situation either, but he does it for the sake of developing the market and training related practitioners.

As one of the industry leaders, he had no choice but to do so.

“It’s good to have ambition.”

Zhang Guoli poured him some tea and said with a smile, "Don't take what happened just now to heart. Sanping won't say anything. In fact, he and I are very optimistic about you. You should strive to carry the banner as soon as possible."

"If you can do a better job with the post-production of Fury and get more box office sales, we can think of a way to help you win an award."

“You have to be a role model for young actors.”

If your child is struggling, of course you should try to lift him up.

We have to set a benchmark!
These words made Li Luo feel embarrassed.

He quickly picked up the teapot and poured the tea for the other person. "Then I'll take it seriously. The Golden Rooster trophy is really pretty. I wonder how it feels to hold it in my hand!"

"Hey!!!"

Zhang Guoli was so angry that he almost dropped the cigarette he was holding: "How dare you think of that? I don't even have that thing!"

"Hahaha."

Li Luo's laughter spread out from the warm pavilion, making the flying snowflakes even more chaotic.

The second day after returning to Beijing.

The whistling snowflakes were falling even harder.

After waking up from a nap, a thick layer of snow had accumulated in the yard.

Old trees, flowing water and snow blankets create a very Chinese atmosphere.

Li Luo sat in the restaurant, slurping soy milk and taking a big bite of fried dough sticks with great comfort, enjoying the rare moment of rest.

In fact, this courtyard is very nice.

Enjoy the unique style of old Beijing.

But from a long-term perspective, it is indeed not suitable to live here permanently.

No matter how high the wall is.

You can only guard against gentlemen.

And the people most people want to guard against are not gentlemen.

Think about it.

He planned to call the princess for advice later. That guy was an expert in this area and especially liked to buy real estate everywhere. He could make a fortune just from the appreciation in value in the future.

"Ding dong."

A crisp sound brought him back to his thoughts.

Looking at the monitor hanging on the wall, two guys dressed like furry bears were waving their hands excitedly at the camera.

He stood up while biting the fried dough stick and pressed the unlock button.

The gate opened with a click.

After a while, the cold wind blew in with the girls' footsteps.

"Brother Luo!"

Bian Xiaoxiao excitedly hugged her shoulders and gave her a sweet kiss.

"Luo Ge~"

Huang Shengyi was not idle either.

On the other side, he gave her an equally solid kiss.

"Have you had breakfast?"

Li Luo smiled with raised eyebrows.

"without!"

Bian Xiaoxiao yawned and stuffed a meat bun into her mouth: "If you have anything to do, why don't you come to us in the afternoon? It's rare for us to sleep in for a few days."

"That's right, that's right."

Huang Shengyi opened his little mouth and took a bite of the fried dough stick that his sister stuffed into his mouth.

"correct!"

Before Li Luo could speak, Bian Xiaoxiao looked at him excitedly again: "Since we're already up, can you accompany us to do something today?"

"what's up?"

Li Luo slurped down a mouthful of soy milk.

"Buy a car."

Huang Shengyi held his arm and said coquettishly, "Xiaoxiao and I are in Beijing when we are not filming. It is inconvenient without a car, so we plan to buy one worth about 200,000 yuan."

"Can you please go shopping with us? She and I don't understand this."

He is a public figure, neither big nor small.

You can't fight every day.

The two of them decided to pool their money and buy one.

It is also more convenient to travel.

"not good."

Li Luo simply shook his head and refused.

When the two girls pouted, he gestured to the Cherokee car keys on the dining table and said, "I asked you to come over and drive the car away today. Although it has been used for a few years, it is in good condition."

"Just use it for now!"

"Cherokee?"

"So what do you drive?"

The two girls said in unison.

There were both joy and surprise on their faces. Li Luo's car cost at least 500,000 yuan when it was first purchased. It was definitely a high-end SUV. Even after being driven for several years, the car was still in very good condition.

So how could they have any intention of disdain?

On the contrary, this kind of vehicle with good running-in is more comfortable to drive, much more comfortable than a car worth hundreds of thousands of yuan!
“I’ll drive this.”

Li Luo smiled and lifted the newspaper, revealing the car keys hidden underneath.

The Cadillac logo.

The girls’ eyes lit up instantly.

Bian Xiaoxiao blinked repeatedly and asked happily:

"Did you buy a new car?"

Huang Shengyi thought of something, and his expression was equally excited: "That big car outside is the one you just bought. Who parked the car outside your yard?"

"Yes."

Laughing, he took Huang Shengyi into his arms, and then held Bian Xiaoxiao's hand: "First, you have to drive my old car. After I get a few more roles, it won't be so eye-catching!"

"Ah."

After kissing the back of Bian Mei's hand, he looked at Hu Mei affectionately and said, "Brother Luo will give each of you a new car, okay? Mercedes-Benz, BMW, whatever you like, drive whatever you like!"

They are all my sisters, pretty, well-behaved and obedient girls.

How can I justify it if it doesn't hurt?

The big pie that Li Luo casually drew made the two girls' eyes sparkle.

wrong.

Luo Ge never makes promises.

Huang Shengyi grinned and clickily pulled the zipper of his white down jacket down.

Everywhere you look.

It's all smooth and delicate skin.

The extremely flat belly and the slightly rising and falling nipples were all within sight.

There was nothing on inside!

"Gudu!"

Li Luo swallowed hard. These two girls were definitely well prepared.

(End of this chapter)