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Chapter 81 Suggestions
After imagining it, Huang Ze immediately started writing.

The protagonist is called Wu Di, a middle-aged man with a tired and lifeless face who hardly smiles throughout the entire film. Although he has a successful career and financial strength, he is tired of living and wants to commit suicide.

He dug a hole under a cherry tree and planned to commit suicide by lying in the hole, but he needed to find someone to help him fill the hole with soil to prevent his body from being exposed in the wilderness.

So, he rode a three-wheeled motorcycle around the small town near his home, trying to find the person who would help him complete the burial steps after his death.

The location of this small town has not been decided yet, but it is preliminarily decided to be a prefecture-level city center on the Loess Plateau. The county town is too desolate, and the provincial capital dilutes the energy of the film. A prefecture-level city should be neither too big nor too small, just right.

As for the people he met on the road, although he couldn't copy them, his identity settings could still be borrowed.

The children playing seem to be young people short of money, a middle-aged man picking up sheep dung, a young soldier, a lonely guardian, and a seminary student. The word can be changed to student here.

These people are difficult.

But without exception, they chose to refuse his offer to help bury the bodies and give him a thousand dollars as a thank you.

The last one was an old man. He was the only one who agreed to bury the body, and he was also the one who really helped him get over the suicide.

In other words, those people in front were paving the way, and the old man achieved the final step.

All in all, it makes the protagonist, who is determined to die, feel the beauty of being alive.

This film, including the opening and ending credits, is only one hour and forty minutes in total. Since it is a road movie, there will be a lot of cycling shots and scenery shots to express the protagonist's mood, so the content of the script is relatively small.

Huang Ze wrote the script at home for three consecutive days and finally finished it.

After binding the papers with satisfaction, Huang Ze looked at the watch. It was already half past four and it would be dark soon. He simply lay down on the bed. He would talk about looking for Director Xu tomorrow. It was important to balance work and rest.

However, there are people who don't allow him to combine work and rest.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

He was a middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle. He was Xie Kun from China Record Corporation, with whom I had worked many times before.

Huang Ze knew why he came to see him.

Huang Ze had only one thought in his mind: "With this little money from you, it's hard for me to do anything for you!"

Of course, what you think in your heart is one thing. After all, you have cooperated with each other in the past, so the necessary courtesies are still there.

"Thank you, brother! Come in and sit down." Huang Ze invited him in warmly and looked at his hands.

"Hey, why are you holding something when you come here?"

"Take it when you leave later! Do you want tea or water?"

"Just plain water will do, sorry for the trouble."

"I haven't seen you for a long time, and I didn't go to see Brother Xie to catch up, but you actually came to see me." Huang Ze said.

"Hey, no, no, I know you're busy too, it's normal, to be honest, I came to see you because you have something to ask for."

"Oh?" Huang Ze poured a glass of water from the thermos and placed it on the coffee table in front of Xie Kun. Then he began to ask knowingly, "What's the matter?"

"Hi……"

Xie Kun wanted to open his mouth, but closed it awkwardly.

After rubbing his hands, he said very embarrassedly, "I know you are not short of money, brother, and we can't give you a high price. We didn't want to trouble you."

“But the pressure from above is indeed great.”

"I really have no other choice."

"Brother, do you have any idea to release a new album?" Xie Kun looked at Huang Ze with twinkling eyes, "We can work together again. Ten thousand yuan per song, which is several times higher than the price of Zhang Xing Zhang Qiang."

"That's it..."

"Then maybe your trip is in vain, brother."

The key is that too little is given.

As for the issue of domestic influence, the Spring Festival Gala and movies are enough.

Besides, with the success of my songs abroad, my fame in China must be pretty high too. Why should you make the most money? I write the lyrics, compose the music and sing, but in the end I can't even make one tenth of it?
You eat meat, but I can only sip soup?
Now is no longer the time when I urgently need fame.

and so.

"It's not a question of whether I have an idea or not." Huang Ze said with a look of regret, as if he was not helping you, but the current situation did not allow it. "You also know that I have signed a contract with a company in the United States. If I release an album now, I have to pay a penalty of 55 million US dollars."

In fact, the contract between myself and Warner Music only stipulated the release of English albums and records. The other party didn't care about Mandarin albums. Given the sales volume in Hong Kong Island and Warner Music had not yet entered Taiwan, they didn't make any demands.

But who knows this?

Huang Ze simply used the tiger's skin as a banner.

"Look at this..."

"If you can help me pay the penalty, I can release an album for Zhongchang."

"Ah, hahaha." Xie Kun could only laugh awkwardly.

Fifty-five million U.S. dollars was used to sell their Shanghai Records.

Oh……

If converted according to the published exchange rate, it can be afforded.

But who would exchange such a large amount of US dollars with you at this exchange rate? Even if you could exchange them, you would not be allowed to use them to pay the penalty.

There are still many projects that are in urgent need of foreign exchange. What is the singer’s penalty for breach of contract?
If it were to be exchanged at the black market rate, then even if China Record Corporation sold the shares it wouldn’t be able to afford it.

At this moment, Xie Kun knew that he had come here for nothing today, and could only nod helplessly, "That's really disturbing, Brother Huang."

"Hey, Brother Huang, I heard that you are doing well out there. Tell me about it so I can see the world."

Knowing that business cooperation was temporarily impossible, Xie Kun stopped talking about this topic and asked Huang Ze about what happened in the past year.

The two of them chatted about the interesting things that happened in the past year and were quite happy.

When it got dark, Xie Kun stood up and said, "I have to go. Keep working hard and let more foreigners hear your songs."

"try your best."

Watching Xie Kun turn and leave, Huang Ze suddenly had an idea.

In my previous life, on May 86, 5, there was a "World Peace Year 9 Singers Concert" in Beijing that imitated the charity concert held by Michael Jackson.

At that concert, Cui Jian became an instant hit with the song "Nothing at All".

It’s not even May 5th yet, so wouldn’t it be possible to get it in advance?
I can’t hold it myself, but China Singing Club can!

It doesn't matter who does it.

Just think of it as a personal favor to bring people closer together. Anyway, even if you can't do it, there are people who can do it.

So Huang Ze called out to Xie Kun, "I have an idea."

"Oh?" Xie Kun stopped, turned around, and asked curiously, "What's the idea?"

"Have you ever heard Michael Jackson's song 'We Are The World'?"

"heard about it."

"What about that charity concert?"

"It's so famous, how can we musicians not know about it!" Xie Kun smiled, "I heard that there was a great famine in Africa, and many people starved to death. Last July, a bunch of gay British and American superstars held a concert in London and Philadelphia to raise funds for Africa."

“It was broadcast in most countries around the world, and over $100 million was raised that day.”

"Over 100 million US dollars!"

Talking about this grand event in music history which just happened last year, Xie Kun was also fascinated.

Then, he seemed to understand what Huang Ze meant by what he said.

His eyes slowly widened. "You mean, our China Vocal Group can also find a stadium in Shanghai and hold a similar concert? Invite dozens or even hundreds of singers to hold a concert together."

"wrong."

“That’s not profitable!”

"Charity, can we talk about making money or not? Is this still charity? It's good to make fame, and you know how to make money better than me." Huang Ze didn't continue to give advice.

It’s actually very simple, just donate the money from the concert tickets.

But aren't videos and song recordings the core business of Chinese recording studios? The profits from these are staggeringly huge.

It can also be sold under the name of a charity concert.

But Huang Ze would not bring this up on his own initiative as it does not benefit him in any way. If he says it, wouldn’t that be endorsing the other party?
If it gets out, it can be used as a charity performance and make a lot of money.

The one who was scolded the most was me, the tallest one.

A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.

"Oh!" Xie Kun looked thoughtful and smiled at Huang Ze. They tacitly stopped talking about that topic. "Then, brother, can you sing a song?"

"It may be unfortunate. I will be very busy next time, working non-stop." Huang Ze shook his head. "I haven't even finished the last movie yet, and I have to work with Shanghai Film Studio on another one."

"This film still has to be shot on the Loess Plateau."

"The back and forth delays the filming progress. That's the studio's money, we can't waste it."

"Well, if I'm in Shanghai at that time, I'll go. If not, there's nothing I can do."

"Also, don't announce in advance that I will be going! Otherwise, our friendship will be over." Huang Ze was worried that the other party would use a trick to force him to abdicate, so he made a harsh remark.

Otherwise, if the other party really wants to promote that I will go back to perform, if I don’t go, I will probably be scolded.

"Don't worry, how long have we been together?" Xie Kun said, "This idea was all yours, how could we do this to you."

"Although I may not go there, I can recommend someone to you. Go to Beijing and find a young man named Guo Feng." Huang Ze didn't know whether the song "Let the World Be Full of Love" had been written or not, so he could only let Xie Kun go directly to find the original composer.

"Okay! Thank you, Brother Huang. Our singers and I will remember this favor."

Xie Kun only felt that another door for China Record to make money had been opened.

Thinking that he could leave another highlight on his resume, he felt refreshed. After thanking Huang Ze for a while, he walked down the stairs, looking back every three steps.

……

The next day, after taking a short break after breakfast, Huang Ze's focus returned to the movie again. He took the script of "Taste of Cherry" to Director Xu's home.

(End of this chapter)