Reborn Model Worker and Movie King

He Jian didn't want to come to Shen Shidong's house in the first place, and Director Shen said so, He Jian naturally nodded again and again, very happy,

"Okay, okay, Director Shen, you can say whatever you want, I won't come next time."

Shen Shidong cut He Jian with a look of disgust, even if he was not very gentle with Shen Zhenhong, he was still protecting his weaknesses in essence, especially the one being teased was his own daughter, but the one who teased her was still a homosexual.

"Damn you scum, stay away from Shen Zhenhong, you know? My girl is stupid, don't bully her!"

"How come, Director Shen, what you said is meaningless."

Although He Jian knew that he was a scumbag, he would definitely not bully a teenage girl like Shen Zhenhong.Rather, since he followed Tu Muyuan, He Jian never let a girl cry for him again.

"Father, why are you so crazy? One brother is very nice, and he even agreed to come over and help me make a movie. Do you know what it's like to have your idol come over and be the leading actor in a novel you wrote!"

Shen Zhenhong saw that He Jian was bullied, and felt that she couldn't hold back her face. After all, she invited He Jian to come to play at home, and He Jian is still her idol now.

"You stinky girl, what do you want him to do for you? I don't need to pay him. You think he did it for you?"

Shen Zhenhong was speechless for a while, and He Jian quickly waved his hands and said, "Personally, I am very willing not to receive a salary. If the company can negotiate a deal, I have no problem here."

"Bah, get the hell out of here. Only young girls who haven't had much experience in the world will believe such nonsense as using the company as a shield."

The two quarreled again just like this. Du Randi saw Shen Zhenhong's eyes asking for help, and struggled for a while, so he had to put down his chopsticks and acted as a peacemaker.

"Hey, old Shen, tell me what's going on with you. Why are you arguing with the guests invited in front of your daughter? Do you still need to be sensible? Why do you still look like a child at your age? "

"That's right." Seeing that she had time to interject, Shen Zhenhong quickly helped He Jian to speak, Shen Shidong gave her a glare, and she immediately shut up and pretended to be dead.

"Hey, why did I spend so much money to raise such a daughter? It's a waste of money. It's a waste of money."

Shen Shidong shook his head and sighed, took a few sips of water from the cup to suppress his anger.

"Old Shen, let's stop talking about this. Didn't you recently get a script from Jue Lao? When do you plan to start it?"

Du Randi turned the topic to the serious matter. Shen Shidong looked at him and hesitated for a moment, and said, "This is the last script that Jue Lao left in his life, and it is also the only script. I must make him well." of."

"Old Jue? Uncle Du, are you talking about Mr. Li Juetu?"

Because of her writing, Zhenhong also loves to read books. After Du Randi mentioned Jue Lao, she immediately thought of Li Juetu, a well-known figure in the literary world.

"Well, it is the old Mr. Li Juetu. He left countless literary works during his lifetime, but only the book "Looking Up" was authorized to be adapted into a movie. Now the old man is gone, and the last one he wrote A novel that was authorized by your father to be remade into a movie."

"Oh my god..." Shen Zhenhong was dumbfounded. "That book is famous now. It is said that it is the undisclosed handwritten manuscript of Jue Lao. There are almost crazy discussions outside, and everyone is waiting for it to be published."

Although Shen Shidong is not afraid of those who hate him, and he is ruthless towards the air, but he still respects the dead in front of him, after all, the dead are the greatest.

"I also take this matter very seriously. In fact, the reason why I went to shoot Wenjian after returning to China was because I wanted to find the feeling of remaking a novel. After all, it is the last work of Jue Lao. He considers using it on the big screen. To expose it in a way, I naturally want to push this work to the top."

"Well, we really need to think about it." Du Randi, as a well-known director in the circle, understood Shen Shidong's mood very well.

He Jianjian was not familiar with Li Juetu, so he listened in a cloud of fog, and he didn't say much about things he didn't understand, and just bowed his head and ate obediently.

Du Randi and Shen Shidong talked a lot about this movie, and they were still talking after dinner. Shen Zhenhong couldn't bear it long ago and went to play games in the room. He sat there for two hours, I thought I should go too, so I got up and said goodbye to them.

Shen Shidong reached out to stop him, and signaled him to wait. Just then, someone called Du Randi. After Du Randi went out to pick it up, he said that he had something to deal with, and then he left first.

Now there are only two people left in the living room, He Jian and Shen Shidong, Shen Shidong waved to He Jian, motioning him to sit in another place.

He Yijian came here in the afternoon. He had dinner at Shen Shidong's house. Although he ate early, because there was a lot of chatting time at the dinner table, it was already around eight o'clock.

"Director Shen, what's the matter?"

He Yijian could tell that this was Shen Shidong's study room, it was very spacious, more like a small church, with several bookshelves inside, full of books.

There is a large wall in the study room. Judging from the projection equipment next to it, it should be a home theater with a good viewing effect, and it is also equipped with Dolby Atmos.

"Yes, I have something to look for you." Shen Shidong said, turned on the lamp next to the desk, sat down at the messy desk, moved the swivel chair, and took out a stack of papers under a pile of documents.

He looked at the stack of blank papers, frowned, and his eyes were very serious, "Sooner or later, I will start auditioning for this movie. To tell you the truth, I am actually under a lot of pressure."

"Is this the last work Jue Lao left behind?"

When He Jian saw Shen Shidong like this, he probably knew it in his heart. He followed Shen Shidong's eyes on the paper all the way. One hooked his fingers.

"come over."

There was only a table between them, Shen Shidong handed out the paper, and He Jian stretched out his hand to take it when he saw it.

He took a rough look at the content on the paper with the light, and it was obvious that this was the manuscript of the novel.

Although it doesn't use professional language to write out various camera positions and live music like an official screenwriter, there is almost no internal description of the characters, and it is almost completely equivalent to the writing method of the line drawing, which still makes He Jian see it. A hint of script.

The content on one page is actually not too much, but after a cursory glance, He Jian began to read it carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more he frowned.

Seeing him like this, Shen Shidong lowered his head and sighed in frustration.

"This is a pitfall. Mr. Jue was already a hundred years old when he wrote this work. The first part is okay, and the logic of the plot is still there, but the second half is stop-and-go, here and there. , it feels as if these words are all crazy, so people can't recognize them at all."

Saying that, Shen Shidong threw all the manuscripts in front of He Jian with a face full of headaches, and said wearily: "Sit down and read it slowly."

After He Jianjian thoroughly grasped the contents of the sheet in his hand, he sat on a chair and picked up other manuscripts. He focused on reading the manuscript without saying a word, and the more he read it, the more he felt a little jittery.

He has seen the movie.

Stare into the abyss.

The book was read when he was still studying in his previous life, and his impression was not deep enough. He spent nearly two hours reading this incomplete manuscript from beginning to end. idea.

"How about it?"

After reading the manuscript, Shen Shidong quickly asked questions. He Jianjian ignored him and took out his mobile phone to search Li Juetu's life. He was surprised to find that the order of Li Juetu's published novels in this life , It is completely opposite to the previous life.

At that time, Gazing into the Abyss was Li Juetu's first novel adapted into a movie, and He Jian had watched this movie before his debut.

If the reason why he turned into an actor in his previous life was because he was young and the company wanted him to make money in another way; then after his parents died that year, he drifted to Beijing alone to study acting. I watched and stared into the abyss.

The actors who acted in this movie were Hong Kong's best actor at the time. Because of their age, when He Jian became the best actor, they had already become old people.

It was so unexpected, I didn't expect it to be staring into the abyss.

"Don't be so patronizing and dazed, tell me how you feel after watching it?" Shen Shidong patted the table several times, He Jian was called back to his senses, and he couldn't help but nodded seriously.

"It's really an excellent work."

"Fuck, you can actually understand this?" Shen Shidong looked completely unbelievable, with the deep suspicion in his eyes, He Jian was more sure that he couldn't understand the manuscript in his hand, in fact It's not his problem.

It is really that the writing of this word is a bit difficult for everyone to understand.

"This is the last words that the old writer struggled to write before his life was burnt out. You have to experience it with your heart."

He Jian looked at him seriously, Shen Shidong was stunned, he had never seen He Jian so dumb before, his eyes were sincere like a child's.

"Then tell me... what did you experience?" Shen Shidong hasn't blinked his eyes for a long time, and his eye sockets even started to become bloodshot after keeping them open for a long time.

"This script has been sent to me one after another since Jue Lao was still alive. Can you understand? He was already sick and dumb at that time, and the only way for him to communicate with others was text. I can receive his manuscript once a month, and in the end, basically no one can recognize the things he sent over.”

Shen Shidong's tears fell from the depths of his love. He covered his face with his hand, resisting the choking impulse and said, "I just saw an old man like him who was desperately creating miracles before he died. He must still be alive." There is a lot to say, but time does not allow him to continue writing."

"I must make this movie well, otherwise how would I be worthy of the old man's last hard work, but I haven't figured out what kind of story he wants to express until now."

Seeing him so sad, He Jian's nose was a little sore, he reached out and patted Shen Shidong's arm, signaling him not to be too sad.

"Director Shen, don't be too sad, I understand."

"Really?" When Shen Shidong looked up at He Jian, the snot was still hanging on his beard, He Jian was sad and felt a little sick, he took out a paper from the side and asked Shen Shidong to wipe it, then nodded.

"I really understand. My grandmother often took care of me at home when I was a child. Later, she was also like this when she was seriously ill. Her vocal cords were damaged and she couldn't speak, and her handwriting was crooked. I followed my parents to take care of her for two years. The old man I can understand a little bit of the words written."

Shen Shidong's eyes lit up, he hurried forward and listened carefully to what He Jian said.

"Then tell me quickly, what's going on with Jue Lao's story?"