[Entertainment] Time is not lost

In the dark room, only the light of the computer was dimly lit. A man's greasy face was exposed to the light source, his expression was anxious, and the ashtray by his left hand was filled with crushed cigarette butts.

no, still no...

He frantically closed the webpage in front of him, and dropped the mouse heavily.But after smoking a cigarette, he clicked on those links on the screen again, one after another.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Every click is a hope, but every time it ends in a feeling of irritability and loss.

These were not what he was looking for.He didn't know exactly what kind of script he wanted, but in the past few months, he searched hard on various online platforms, but he couldn't find a suitable one.

Either the copyright fee offered by the other party was too high and he couldn't afford it, or it was empty and pale behind those words, unable to touch the depths of the soul.

Gradually the sky outside the window began to turn white, the man couldn't help sighing, rubbed his swollen forehead, thinking maybe it was time for him to sleep for a while.Although his consciousness thought so, his action was to raise his hand to pick up the cold coffee cup and take a big gulp.

Pure black coffee with a bitter taste.

His eyes fell on the Harmony Green webpage, and there were three more on this page.Forget it, let's sleep after reading it.The man wiped the sweat from his palms on the corner of his clothes, and opened a new novel.

Hellish.

To be honest, he didn't have much hope for this name. It's really hard to express a soul-stirring story about something written by a teenager with a second-grade illness at first glance.

The slowly refreshed page is clean, with no tweets or fancy portals.Only the copywriting and the system cover of the website.

The copywriting is also very simple, even a bit like writing randomly.

——What is the darkest thing in this world?

——It is the human heart.

Hell is empty, the devil is on earth.

Is there only one frame, empty inside, or a story that can touch people's hearts?The man suddenly had this doubt and became interested.He clicked in.The first thing that catches the eye is Green's author has something to say.After browsing briefly, the index finger pressed on the scroll wheel of the mouse.

Skip the nonsense.

The beginning was very dull, and it can be seen that the author seems to be trying very hard to create something. Unfortunately, her writing style is very average, or to be more sincere, it is quite bad.

The man wanted to close the webpage, but accidentally clicked on a few more chapters.A solemn look gradually appeared on his face.He suddenly felt that the name Heinous Man was very appropriate and ironic.

Maybe this... is a gamble.If he wins the bet, he will become famous, if he loses, he will suffer a complete defeat, but it will never be worse than now.

The sky gradually brightened, and the light penetrated the dark blue curtains to illuminate the room that was originally filled with darkness.The man first downloaded the document on the website, and then typed it out with a printer.

On the A4 paper, the man repeatedly pondered the author's thoughts between the lines, thinking about what it would be like to convert the text into the picture in the camera.A huge structure emerged in his mind.Drawing storyboards and turning novels into film and television works, he has been doing these countless days and nights.

It's just that his assistant director's name has never been corrected to become a director.

He is not reconciled. For more than 20 years, he has been so unknown. He also wants to be able to shoot works that are praised by others, and he also wants flowers and applause.I want to be recognized as an excellent director, not someone who can fill in wherever he is needed.

Humans are ambitious.

Until the pointer of time was about to approach eight o'clock, the sound of pushing the door and slippers walking on the floor came from the next room.That was the man's wife, she would get up on time at seven fifty every day, and then make breakfast.

……

When Gou Chen received the call from his editor, Xiao Guang, he had just finished the five-day final exam, and he was lying on the bed very lazily, neither wanting to type, nor asking someone out for barbecue.

The clothing department of J University can be said to be a top-ranked major in China, and the reputation of not falling usually means that the final exam questions of this major are very abnormal, and there are many courses to learn in the semester.

To sum up, even a top student will be very tired during the exam week.

In five days, Gou Chen went through clothing history, clothing renderings, mental health, computer, cad, cdr, ps, clothing handicraft, film and television modeling, clothing production... more than a dozen exams.

Of course, these are not all. Next week there will be clothing pattern making, English, thinking and repairing... several exams.

It can be said that the exam arrangement needs to be taken by other people's dogs.

Glancing at the name of the note, the first reaction in Gou Chen's mind was, have I missed the word count again recently?The editor came to call me again?No way, I remember that there should be no problem with the setting of saving manuscripts...

After connecting to the communication state, Gou Chen's voice is completely different from his state. "Hello, Shimmer Editor?" The male voice between teenagers and youths was full of vigor.

"The author Ye Zang." Editor Shimmer said.

"Well, it's me." Gou Chen said.

"Because I haven't responded to your Penguin messages for several days, I'm going to call you now to let you know that your completed work on the website, The Evil One, intends to be filmed. For some reason, the other director wants to Let's chat with you directly." Editor Shimmer spoke slowly, as if he wanted to ensure that every word was pronounced clearly.

"Oh." Gou Chen responded calmly.then ask. "When and where?"

Over there, Shimmer continued. "I will give your contact information to the director during working hours next week, and he will contact you."

"Oh." Gou Chen still sounded calm.

"I have finished speaking what I want to inform you, so I will hang up."

"Thank you, goodbye." After Gou Chen finished speaking, he found that the other party had hung up the phone quickly.

Today's Shimmer editor is as indifferent as ever, this is Gou Chen's first reaction.

Then, belatedly, he realized what Shimmer had just said.I intend to be filmed...

Gou Chen, who was tortured by the final exam for a week and exhausted mentally and mentally, collapsed back on the bed. After 5 minutes, he suddenly sat up from the bed.There was a ghostly laugh. "Hahahahahaha—"

"Gou Er, what's the matter with you?" Yang Di, the lucky boy who was reviewing next week's exam content, asked with his head.

"I...I'm so happy, ahahahahahaha..." Gou Chen said, got off the upper bunk bed, ran to the window of the dormitory, opened the window and shouted loudly.

"what--"

The dormitory area where Gou Chen lives has eleven buildings.Odd numbers are male dorms, even numbers are female dormitories, and the No.11 dormitory building is larger than other dormitory buildings, and the residents are also girls, which leads to the fact that the boys living in No. The girls live across the street.

It just so happens that Gou Chen lives in Building No. 11, facing the side of Building No. [-].

"Damn it, what an idiot! You yelled and yelled at night. Didn't you know it was exam week recently!" A furious shout came from the girls' dormitory opposite.

Shouting out the suppressed excitement in his heart, Gou Chen closed the window calmly.Put your ass in front of the computer, turn it on, and prepare to hit the penguin.

"What's wrong with you, aren't you crazy?" Yang Di asked with a little concern.The eyes are full of writing, I am so worried that my roommate will go crazy, and then click his weak, poor, and helpless roommate.

Gou Chen turned his head to look at Yang Di, showing a crooked smile that could be called happy.Very damaging to the image of the handsome dog brother. "I seem to have some kind of bad luck. The editor just told me that the novel I wrote is going to be filmed."

"Oh!" A look of surprise appeared on Yang Di's face. "Not bad, Brother Gouzi. You, who laugh at yourself every day as a third-rate writer, have finally ushered in spring."

Gou Chen chuckled, "It's okay, it's okay, maybe it's more luck." He turned his head and logged on to Penguin, and sure enough, he saw that the information bombing edited by Weiguang started on Monday of this week.

A third-rate writer felt guilty, he can't be blamed for this.As an old and transparent writer, he doesn't have a high sense of presence, as long as he codes on time, anything can happen.During this period of time, even if he is a top student in the exam, he has to take a symbolic look at the majors he is not good at for the ranking battle of the top ten comprehensive scores at the end of the period.For example, subjects like mental health are not...

……

The weekend passed quickly, and Gou Chen ushered in the last week of school this semester.As long as he takes all the school exams, he and Muyan can both return home, return from one of the most prosperous cities in the motherland to the small town full of dirt, and spend a wonderful winter holiday.

It's a pity that all the school exams for the sophomores and juniors are arranged at the back.In the first two days, freshmen were writing hard in the teaching building.

And Gou Chen finally received a call from the man who claimed to be Director Wang during this week.Because they happened to be in the same city, they made an appointment to meet the day before Gou Chen went home to finalize the copyright of the novel and the script.

……

At 04:30 in the afternoon, in a cafe facing the street in the business district of S City.

A well-dressed man sat there, a stack of A4 papers was colorfully painted with various highlighters, he maintained a very standard sitting posture, lowered his head to write and draw something.

When Gou Chen arrived, he looked around and thought it should be that person.He sat across from the man and ordered himself a cup of lemon tea.It wasn't until the waiter came again that the man who lowered his head to write and draw was surprised that there was a person opposite him.

"You are Ye Zang." The man asked.In his imagination, the person who writes the villain is definitely not a boy with a handsome face, a childish student look, and a braid.

"It's me." Gou Chen nodded, maintaining a faint smile, and said firmly. "You are Director Wang on the phone."

"It's nice to meet you, and I hope we can reach a cooperation." Director Wang said.

"I would like to thank you, but I still find it quite strange." Gou Chen smiled embarrassedly. "I'm quite self-aware. I'm not an author with millions of fans, and my writing is not very good. Why did you choose me?"

After the excitement passed, Gou Chen's second reaction was that he would never meet a liar.He thought hard about the countermeasures for a long time, and decided to go straight to the point when they met today.

Anyway, it's a big deal.And in case he wants to change his work into the work of Mary Su, he would rather his work remain anonymous.

Director Wang put down the pen in his hand, and took a sip of the black coffee that exudes a strong burnt smell. "To be honest, your writing style is really average." He chose a statement that would not offend anyone when he met him for the first time.

Gou Chen scratched his ears and smiled. "Actually, there's nothing wrong with what you said bluntly. Bad writing is bad, and it's useless to cover up."

Director Wang was amused by Gou Chen's black humor and straightforwardness, and he then said in a self-deprecating tone. "Your writing is indeed not good, but I'm just a third-rate director who desperately wants to get ahead. I can't afford the copyright fee of a great author, so I have to dig for gold in the sand."

"Then, you mean that I am gold?" Gou Chen was confused by this wave of business blowing to Lei.What is his own weight, he knows best in his heart.The third-rate writer is not self-deprecating.His writing is really bad, and the data in the background of the website is also amazingly poor because of his bad writing.Except for the small group of small fans who insisted on leaving him messages, he wondered if he was playing a single-character video game.

"Maybe. Because I don't know if I made the right choice to choose your work, just like when Marvel chose Downey, they didn't know if that man could crack the big IP of a superhero. "Director Wang said.After a pause, he said to himself again. "Third-rate director, third-rate original author, maybe the cooperation is just right."

"Then, may I know how you plan to adapt my work? Although it is a terrible work, no author likes his own things to be transformed beyond recognition." Gou Chen looked into Director Wang's eyes and sighed.He looked calm on the surface, but he was terrified in his heart. He couldn't believe that one day he would sit in a coffee shop and chat with a man whose name and photo could be found on Baidu to adapt a novel into a script.

Director Wang held out his finger. "I have two plans. One is to follow the novel's context completely without making any major changes to the plot. But in this case, the work may not gain much because the plot will not pass the review. The second is to change it into a criminal investigation film. In this way, as an online film, he can have a reasonable income, which is both for you and me."

"I think you are more inclined to the former." Gou Chen took a sip of lemon tea, trying to suppress the terrified villain in his heart.

"That's right." Director Wang once again showed a faint smile on his face. "You are very smart."

"Then, can you tell me about your first plan, I'm a little curious."

Director Wang nodded, rummaged through the stack of A4 papers, and said to Gou Chen. "My idea is this..."

Time passed quickly while discussing the script, and when they were almost done talking, they found that it was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

"Then, let's stop here today." Director Wang said calmly as he sorted out the messy A4 papers spread out on the table.

The author has something to say:

I don't even know what I wrote today.I don't know what the film and television adaptation is all about.So don't hit me if there are bugs...

The script of "The Evil One" that will be launched soon is another brain hole of the author Jun.The hole has been dug, but not a patch of soil has been filled.

......

Your author is the one who started from [-] professional courses during school, and had an average score of around [-] in pattern making and design.But OTZ who almost failed in English and mental health.