villain king

Chapter 191 I Feel He Targets Me!
"It's an interesting name."

Ji Yun was taken aback for a moment, thinking that what he handed over would be "Funeral Coffin".

But thinking about it is also right, he has just graduated now, his ability is limited, and he is still a little far from the height of creating a maze.

"This is the script I submitted to the leaders in Taiwan."

Xin Yukun rubbed his hands with a bit of embarrassment on his face. This is the best notebook he can get.

Ji Yun nodded and browsed the content on the paper.

The story tells that Xiao Li gave a gift to the leader, and the gift was turned around several times, but no one found the money hidden in the gift.

Later, the leader threw away the gift, and a scavenger picked up the money.

He used three lines, interspersed with elements of parallel time and space.

Xiao Li tried his best to explain the money hidden in the gift to the leader, but he couldn't let it go on the table.

The leader dismissed Xiao Li, and even looked down on him because the gift he gave was too shabby. The scavenger picked up the money by mistake, but met Xiao Li who came to look for him, and struggled for a while endlessly.

The three parallel lines are very innovative, and the conflicts are fierce, very dramatic and ironic.

"Not bad." Ji Yun nodded and gave him a positive evaluation.

Xin Yukun showed joy on his face, "The reviewer of the TV station said that it was too complicated and convoluted, and it was not the same as our column drama. It was a failed work."

"It is indeed a bit convoluted, but if the main line is taken out and some powerful branch lines are added, it will be a good micro-movie."

Xin Yukun's eyes brightened, he didn't expect Ji Yun to have such insight into the script.

It suddenly occurred to me that Ji Yun was Xiu Chundao's screenwriter, and he must be better at scripting than himself.

But in this way, it is not easy to get bad information.

Ji Yun's studios are all big productions, so he may be a bit dismissive of his own column dramas.

Besides, the volume of microfilms is indeed a bit small, and it may be difficult for these people to understand them.

He quickly explained: "I think there is still a market for micro-movies. There are restrictions on the copyright screening of movies on the Internet, but micro-movies can capture a large number of moviegoers. Micro-movies will definitely develop rapidly with the innovation of the Internet. It will soon occupy a large market.”

"Indeed." Ji Yun patted him on the shoulder, and his foresight surpassed a lot of directors: "You are not just here to apply, are you?"

Xin Yukun showed an embarrassing smile, his own thoughts were punctured, which made him a little embarrassed for a while, he said coyly: "I want to film this story, this is my dream!"

"Shoot! You can shoot! Dreams are so precious, you must realize them for him."

Ji Yun didn't stop him at all, "What's your budget?"

Xin Yukun was ecstatic, his lips were trembling uncontrollably, it was a wise choice to come to Ji Yun studio for an interview this time!

"20, no! [-], I can take [-]!"

Although there are many clues in this book, it is not difficult to shoot.

It's not so much a micro-movie as it is a skit, which just brings the street work to the screen.

As for actors' pay?This is not a problem at all.

The two performing arts colleges are not far away, so if you can find a few stunned youths, they will all be willing to act in 2000.

"Hey!" Ji Yun shook his head, "No way!"

"Can't you?" Xin Yukun was a little disappointed, gritted his teeth again, and said fiercely: "[-] is fine, you invest [-], and I promise to bring you benefits!"

The big deal is to cut off some branches, and I will do all the photography, editing, and soundtrack!
He held his breath in his heart, not only optimistic about this book, but also wanted to shoot some results and slap the former leader in the face severely!

Seeing that the opportunity is in front of him, he can no longer let his heart abort.

"That's not what I mean." Ji Yun smiled and shook his head, "I'll pay 50! Let's speed up the micro-film!"

Xin Yukun lost his voice for a moment, feeling his whole head was buzzing, his face flushed instantly, and tremblingly said: "I heard it right!"

"That's right, go to the finance department to get the money!"

"Okay!" Xin Yukun wept with joy, and bowed four or five times in a row, "Boss! I'm going to prepare now, and I'll definitely bring you good news when I come back next time!"

Speeding like lightning, Xin Yukun disappeared in a flash.

Qiao Shan sat stunned, 50?
My last film "Crazy Racing" was paid 7 yuan, which means that I have to act in seven racing cars and still owe [-] yuan?
Can this person take a nonsense book that can be worth the effort of his seven films?

"Boss, should we think about it again?"

Ji Yun sipped his tea, looked at Xin Yukun's fiery back, with a smile on his face, "What are you thinking about?"

"Our company's director resources are indeed insufficient, but it's not enough to invest in the director of a column play, right? 50? Besides, we didn't sign the contract, so what if he took the money and ran away?"

This sentence awakened Ji Yun, he immediately put down his teacup and thought to himself, there are indeed a few directors in their company.

Ning Hao's approach is a little one-sided, he never refuses commercial films, but he is not good at pure literary films.

There is definitely a demand for literary and artistic films in the market, just like eating too much big fish and meat, eating small dishes can also adjust the appetite, and this part of the audience cannot be completely abandoned.

On the one hand, it is to enhance the company's reputation, and on the other hand, literary films have inherent advantages in winning awards.

Yu Min can make literary and artistic films, but he is a work contract and has his own constraints. Besides, he himself is Zhang Dabeard's closed disciple. Although he has an inseparable relationship with Ji Yun, he cannot be completely regarded as a member of the studio.

We have to recruit more people!
50 is not a big deal in his eyes, if he can find a good director, 500 million is not too much.

"50." Ji Yun smacked his lips, still feeling that his investment was a bit small.

"Next person!"

Seeing Ji Yun cross this topic, Qiao Shan sighed helplessly, the boss is fine no matter what, he just won't listen to persuasion.

Qiao Shan rolled his eyes and suddenly thought of a possibility.

Is it because the boss suddenly found out that he was cheated, and now he is regretting it, so he chose to divert this topic.

Would his words just now embarrass him even more? Qiao Shan sighed, forget it, if he suffers from a fall, he will gain wisdom, and use 50 yuan to make the boss mature.

"What's your name."

Qiao Shan is still struggling, but Ji Yun has already started to meet the next person.

"Hi teacher, my name is Zhang Meng."

The man who came in was a rough man with the appearance of a northerner, about 1.7 meters eight, with a slightly bloated torso, standing from a distance like a door panel.

As soon as Ji Yun raised his eyes, he felt a little familiar when he saw this person.

After pondering for a while, he recalled the identity of this person.

"Are you the screenwriter?"

Zhang Meng was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Ji Yun to recognize him, then he showed a reserved smile and nodded: "Yes."

Qiao Shan was full of question marks. He had never heard of a movie whose screenwriter was Zhang Meng.

"I have written a few essays, and I wrote the finale of the language class in the Spring Festival Gala this year, and the results are not bad."

Qiao Shan suddenly realized, "Did you write the skit "Speaking of Things" in this year's Spring Festival Gala?"

"Yes." Zhang Meng's smile still concealed a trace of complacency.

"I wrote a notebook, but I couldn't find a way to do it, so I wanted to photograph it."

Zhang Meng's character is very straightforward, and he directly stated his intention for coming.

"What book?"

"Blessed are the ears." Zhang Meng subconsciously glanced at Qiao Shan, and quickly turned his head away.

"Did you just think of the title of the script after watching me?" Qiao Shan was anxious.

Seeing Ji Yun's interested expression, Qiao Shan cried out inwardly, the boss was moved again.

He quickly grabbed Ji Yun's arm and interrupted: "Boss, I feel he is targeting me!"

(End of this chapter)