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"Mr. Tan, please condescend today, and don't waste time going around in circles with you. Let's clarify the bottom line and see if there is any possibility of cooperation."

Hearing these words, Tan Yue raised his head and looked at Shao Hongkun expressionlessly.Whether it is director Ma Hehai or producer Shao Lirong, neither of them has the conditions to talk to him about the bottom line.

But Shao Hongkun has.Tan Yue adjusted the buttons on the sleeves of his shirt.You can't just say that you don't want to shoot, and you can't say that you don't like the script and director at all.Both sides are people who want to face each other, and Shao Hongkun's posture is still so low, it is very inappropriate to hit each other in the face as soon as he comes up.

Tan Yue pondered for a moment, thinking about how hard he could set such conditions that the other party could not afford to retreat naturally.

"There are no outsiders here. You can talk about everything. Oh, don't worry about Zhen Chun, she is also an actor, maybe she will cooperate with her. The purpose of bringing her is to let her learn, there is no other meaning."

Tan Yue looked at Zhen Chun for the first time.He knew very well that this woman, if she wasn't a young actress under Hongxin Entertainment's own company, or some financial backer sent her to Hongxin Production Company, investing huge sums of money to make a film, deliberately making her popular.Tan Yue is more inclined to the latter, because with Hongxin Entertainment's domineering eight-legged crab walking sideways, there is no need to be so low-key for his artists.

It seems that the beneficiary made a big price, so Hongxin had no choice but to spare his face to praise this woman.From this point of view, it doesn't make much sense to talk about salary to scare the other party.What's more, the sky-high asking price obviously made the other party see that it was broken.

"Since Mr. Shao is so sincere, then I will tell the truth."

In order to prevent the atmosphere from being too tense, Tan Yue leaned back on the sofa and said livelyly: "I just finished a TV series and a new drama recently, and I've run out of ammunition for some of them. People are still half dead, and the ones in my hand Scripts can be shipped in shipping containers again.”

"Of course, your performance and your appeal are gold-lettered signs, and it's obvious that you have many film appointments." Shao Hongkun followed his words with a wink and asked: "So, you are still not satisfied with the script? "

"It's too thin, there's no suspense, and you can guess the end when you see the beginning." What Tan Yue said is almost a common problem in gangster movies, and "Tiger Fight" is no exception.An old criminal policeman in a police station, who usually does nothing, but always likes to be a dangerous policeman.Fighting one-on-one with gangster drug dealers and gun smugglers, she got off the female vase, solved the big boss, and lived happily together.

Shao Hongkun tapped his fingers on the table and nodded thoughtfully: "You are right. The script needs to be greatly changed. The protagonist can bear the hatred of his family being killed by the evil forces from the beginning and become a policeman. In the process of investigating the case Met the heroine and stayed with her all the way, the case was complicated and confusing. Later, the mystery was revealed, the actress hiding beside the protagonist is actually the female devil of the evil forces. Then the two have fallen in love with each other deeply... how about this."

Tan Yue couldn't stand it anymore.It is simply a mixture of Hong Kong spy wars and Xiaoyan.He waved his hand helplessly, and said sharply: "Mr. Shao, don't you think, even the central idea of ​​what the script wants to express is not clear, so there is still a need for filming."

Shao Hongkun nodded in agreement, and Tan Yue continued vehemently: "Besides, Director Ma, I don't know what works he has directed before. Good actors can certainly make the screen image come alive, but without a good director, the script can't be done at all." become a play."

Shao Hongkun summed it up: "That is to say, you think that the script and the director need to be greatly changed and changed."

Tan Yue didn't know why he could make such a high-level summary of what he said. Shao Hongkun was so angry that he maintained a calm and elegant demeanor on the surface: "This is Mr. Shao. I have some requirements for film selection and filming. I hope The story is vivid enough, and the shooting process can be smooth and rewarding. This is also the reason why I don't think "Tiger Fight" is enough to attract me at present."

Shao Hongkun asked hypocritically, expressing his sincerity to compromise and revise the script: "May I ask the script you like... What is the standard generally?"

Tan Yue took a sip of the wine, shook the glass in front of his face, looked at the swaying dark red liquid inside and said softly, "Director Ling Qingyuan's script level... and so on."

"Oh?" The tall and strong old man said in a long voice. He raised his eyebrows and opened his eyes wide. There was not even a trace of wrinkle on his smooth forehead.He changed Erlang's legs, and stretched out his hand with great interest to signal Tan Yue to continue.

This is Yaju in Daishan.Tan Yue thought vigilantly, the opposite was the top leader of Hongxin Group who never showed his face.His mind was running fast, and his face was as calm as water: "If I am lucky enough to take on Director Ling's script, I would be very happy to take it on. For example, "Soul", from the story content, dramatic conflicts to tension performance, it is the ultimate."

After Tan Yue finished speaking, he couldn't help but recall this film, but at the same time he also carefully observed every expression of the man opposite him.

"Ah." Shao Hongkun opened his lips lightly and spat out a half-note interjection.After the pause, he said in a spring breeze: "I remembered, Mr. Tan really likes director Ling's works. You often go to see his new films recently. If you want to come to "Soul" to sell well at the box office, it's a pity, a pity, God is jealous of talents, He left too early."

Don't talk speculatively, shoot openly and secretly.Tan Yue simply remained silent.

Shao Hongkun smiled tolerantly, seeming to understand Tan Yue.He recruited Zhen Chun, let her sit next to Tan Yue, looked into Tan Yue's eyes and said calmly: "What you said just now, I believe it's all from the bottom of your heart. In fact, there are some things that are easy to say alright."

"Hongxin cast this film, in fact, there is only one step that cannot be compromised, and that is the heroine. Everything else is easy to talk about."

Tan Yue savored the meaning of his words carefully, and felt that an old fox was sitting opposite him.Only the heroine can't move, the vase is placed there.Other scripts and directors can be changed, and even the leading actor can be changed if the negotiation fails...

"But seeing Mr. Tan today, it's not just the heroine, I hope the hero will not be given up to others."

Tan Yue's eyebrows twitched again, taking a good step forward.

"Our ultimate goal is the same, to present a perfect film to the audience, and to get what we pay for. As long as you have no objection to the heroine, we agree on everything else. Under this premise, what details cannot discuss."

"I really have to think about this matter." Tan Yue felt that the old fox had pushed him over a cliff.Outside the box was a waltz with a distinct rhythm, and he only knew common sense about this instrument.The melody at the moment, he can't tell, it seems to come from a very deep fit, but he forgot where it seems to have known each other.

Shao Hongkun had a drink with Tan Yue, smiled and asked him to think about it alone, not rushing to reply.He called the waiter again and gave a few orders.Tan Yue glanced at the diamond card on the table, then glanced at the old fox's wrinkle-free forehead, and suddenly had a thought: He wanted to inquire about Qingyuan, and use this as a condition for accepting the show.

The waiter brought a woman with heavy makeup and a wine red dress.Tan Yue also just suppressed that fleeting thought - even if he asks, even if the other party knows something, he may not tell the truth, and it may even be counterproductive.

"Mr. Tan, this is Shao Weiwei, the manager of Hongxin Entertainment's record department, and the younger sister of Hongxin Entertainment's president Shao Weiming. Weiwei, this is Mr. Tan Yuetan."

Tan Yue got up and greeted Shao Weiwei, only to hear Shao Hongkun say in a joking voice: "If you want to land in land, sea and air in the future, please contact Shao Weiwei." Take it seriously. I’m afraid that because of his words, Faide and the little girl will tie up with me, and it will be bad.”

"Oh, Weiwei, shouldn't you say at this time: If Mr. Tan comes, he will sweep up the court and greet you." Shao Hongkun knew he was joking, and he laughed several times, and Weiwei also cooperated with him. happy.Only Shao Hongkun said again: "My old man won't discuss with you young people anymore, Mr. Tan, if you think about it, please tell me as soon as possible. Really, except for those two, everything else is easy to talk about."

In the box, Tan Yue and Shao Weiwei greeted each other again and sat down. Shao Weiwei turned to Zhen Chun and asked, "This is..."

Her reaction also indirectly confirmed that Zhen Chun was given to Hongxin by the gold master.It can be seen that Hongxin Entertainment has not signed her yet.Tan Yue actually didn't care much about the stall inside Hongxin, so he explained casually: "Mr. Shao just introduced an artist."

Shao Weiwei looked at the woman bowing to salute, and then asked Tan Yue: "Is there a partnership? When will Mr. Tan release another blockbuster film?"

It's not easy for Tan Yue to say it to death, but he just said it while still discussing it.Shao Weiwei could see that Zhen Chun was dressed so coquettishly, she was sitting not far from Tan Yue, her words were not big gestures, and she understood the reason why her uncle called her in - push her hard, okay Give Tan Yue an extra layer of insurance and tie him tighter.

For a moment, no one spoke first, Shao Weiwei was about to speak, Tan Yue picked up the card on the table and said easily: "Just now I haven't thanked Mr. Shao for giving me this diamond card. This card means... to be able to come to Yaju Let's be a guest. If the two of you are free today, why don't you show me around and introduce me."

Tan Yue didn't want to play that game with them at all, but fortunately he had a polite excuse to get away.Shao Weiwei was not good at forcing people to stay, and she also saw that Tan Yue was not enthusiastic, so she decided not to spoil the fun, and took him around as he wanted.

Shao Weiwei dismissed Zhen Chun, and wanted to take credit for being a competent tour guide by herself, and make friends along the way.

The two left the box, and Shao Weiwei was about to take him out to see the night in the mountain, when Tan Yue asked her, "Can I order music here?" She was a little puzzled, and naturally nodded, "Yes." Seeing that Tan Yue was actually quite interested , more happy to call the shots and lead him to the piano.

Ling Qingyuan didn't have the heart to play songs that were too generous and elegiac, such as Revolution. He didn't care why Weiwei asked for some strange songs. Considering the needs of the atmosphere, he still chose some nocturnes or waltzes, the rhythms were light and yet dynamic. tracks.

"Mr. Tan, is there any piano music you want to order?"

"Yes, but I don't know if he can play it." Tan Yue said concisely.

A black grand piano is placed not far from the bar.The two approached and stood on the side.Shao Weiwei lightly tapped the piano cover twice to signal Ling Qingyuan to pause.Ling Qingyuan pulled out her head, followed her slender claws with five red nails, followed her arm to see her, and then saw Tan Yue beside her.

Tan Yue was also taken aback.But neither of them made it obvious.

"Whatever tune Mr. Tan wants to hear, even famous tunes, Xiao Cheng can play it."

"It's not a famous song," Tan Yue said in a perfunctory manner. He paused and looked at the pianist on the piano bench and said, "Maybe you can try..."The Boat Song", can you play it?"

"Is it Tchaikovsky's or Ussuri's?"

"Not at all." Tan Yue's heart sank, he guessed that the luthier must not know.But I still finished talking: "The theme song of the movie "Passing Water"."

Ling Qingyuan was astonished.Looking sideways at Tan Yue without concealment, he couldn't figure out why this gentleman wanted to listen to the background music of an old movie ten years ago.This film is Ling Qingyuan's first complete film work, and it has not even been released in the mainland.

"Hebai, do you know how to play the piece ordered by Mr. Tan?" Seeing the silence, Shao Weiwei quickly put the conversation together, and then continued. If Cheng Hebai said he couldn't play, he had thought of an excuse.

"I know, I know, but I don't necessarily play well." Ling Qingyuan struggled for a while.After all, he is not an arranger, he has never read the original score, but as a director, he has listened to it many times and finally selected and recorded this piece.

Tan Yue raised his chin to indicate that it was okay.Ling Qingyuan thought to himself that Tan Yue was not a professional ear anyway, and some mistakes were not obvious, as long as he could round them back.He closed his eyes, breathed and brewed his emotions, and started to play.

The movie "Passing Water" is about a pair of brothers during the Northern Expedition of the Republic of China. The elder brother left his hometown to go to the Southern Military Academy, and the younger brother has been working as a boat operator on the Qingyi River at the door of the house.No matter how the warlords fought or how the domestic situation fluctuated, my younger brother sailed every day like no matter the wind, rain or snow.It was only by chance that I received a letter from my brother's family, and I knew that he was still in good health.After a long time, the younger brother did not hear from his elder brother again.In the last letter, my brother's advice was "don't travel far, wait for me to return".

Soon, the Northern Expeditionary Army hit the Yangtze River Basin, and the gunpowder smoked all day long.The younger brother looked for the number of the National Revolutionary Army, and whenever he saw anyone, he asked if he had seen his elder brother, whether he was alive or dead.To no avail.At the end of the story, the younger brother put on the clothes of the National Revolutionary Army and went away to find his elder brother.

Now that Ling Qingyuan thinks about it, this movie is a bit thin in terms of connotation and narrative techniques, and the characters are not too full.He didn't know why at the time, but he just wanted to write about such a pair of brothers who were torn apart by the war.

Tan Yue looked at the person in front of the piano and those hands.The music starts with a softly decomposed chord, like water waves without a trace, and then the two parts of the left and right hands sing back and forth, embellishing the decoration of the middle part.Maybe the tunes sound similar because of the different instruments used, but there are always some subtle differences that cannot be said.

The front of the music is very peaceful. After the separation, the younger brother rowed the boat day and night, and the older brother practiced martial arts. The two brothers lived day after day. The only communication between them was family letters.After the music repeats, there is another period of descending, a few ornamental sounds, the water pattern gradually enlarges, and the music is aroused.In the flames of war, my younger brother received his last letter from his elder brother.

"Don't travel far, wait for me to return."

Ling Qingyuan was very relaxed, he even felt that he was in the movie, on the river, in the boat, waiting for someone.Time seems to go back to ten years ago, when he made this film, when he heard the news that his best friend was about to get married.He still blesses him with a smile on his face, like a river passing by quietly.

In the film, the younger brother braved the flames of war and crossed boat after boat, asking about the situation of the battle and his elder brother.The rhythm of the music is getting faster and faster, and a series of arpeggios is followed by a series of continuous chords.

Tan Yue's gaze shifted from the piano player's hands to his lightly closed eyes under the frame of the mirror, his slightly furrowed brows, and his feet stepping on the pedal.Listening to the sound of his piano, Tan Yue felt that some unknown things still piled up in his heart were fermenting and expanding.He knew it was because of the music. Following the melody of the music, he would think of the scenes in the movie, what the music was saying, and he could think of the screen of the movie.It is the same as the echo of the valley.

The younger brother embarked on a journey away from home to find his brother, and the music gradually slowed down like an exhortation, ending with a short wave, like a river slapping the shore of his hometown to see him off, like dust rising from the soles of his feet and an endless journey.end of song.

Ling Qingyuan folded his hands, the song was filled with too much emotion, after the song ended, he just stared at the black and white keys in a daze.Shao Weiwei knew that this was excellent music, but she didn't dare to ask Tan Yue if she was satisfied.Just stand quietly with him.

"You..." Tan Yue blurted out a single word, then stopped in a daze.Praise the restoration of the music, or praise his performance?Or is it a mutual fan of the director's films?It doesn't seem appropriate to say anything.He sorted it out, and said calmly: "Next time you have a chance, please play it for me."

"Ok."

Then Tan Yue reached out to touch his pocket, looking for something.

Ling Qingyuan still looked at the keys and said: "Sir, there is no need to spend money on this piece of music. I am happy to play for you."

Shao Weiwei glanced at Ling Qingyuan, then at Tan Yue.He stopped his movements and said hello to the luthier lightly.Then he turned his head again and extended his right hand to Shao Weiwei.

"Thank you Mr. Shao today, and thank you too. I will think about the movie again."

Shao Weiwei was a little surprised at his sudden proposal to leave, and immediately reached out to shake hands with him, said goodbye gracefully, and watched him leave in a hurry.

"You play the piano very well. It's a pity to be a resident violinist." Shao Weiwei said to the violinist in a regular manner, making people puzzled.Ling Qingyuan also politely replied that it was too much.

"That was Tan Yue just now, a big star and movie king, you know." Shao Weiwei saw him nodding and said casually, "I see you are not surprised. You are not nervous either."

Ling Qingyuan replied with a standard answer: "The guests of Yaju are quite important."

Shao Weiwei asked casually: "Then why did you confiscate the tip he wanted to give you?"

Ling Qingyuan pondered for a while and explained: "I just happen to like this song very much."

Shao Weiwei rolled her eyes: "You just said that you might not be able to play well. Next time a guest gives you a tip, you will take it no matter how much it is, and you deserve it." After hearing what she said, Ling Qingyuan thought that it should be 80.00%.

Without saying anything else, Shao Weiwei nodded and patted him on the shoulder, telling him to work hard, then turned her head and left.Leaving the light bar, she seriously pondered whether she should sign this luthier, because it's rare that he has the temper of the emperor.Anyway, under Hongxin Entertainment, there are quite a few people who only eat without making money. Uncut jade is not carved, it is a stone, and if carved, it is wealth.At this moment, her phone rang, and it was her uncle Shao Hongkun calling.

"Weiwei, the actor is gone?" The other end of the phone said, "How's the reaction? Didn't give an answer, and didn't expressly reject it? It's fine if you don't reject it, and you can hang up and continue talking. If we really want to talk, we can do it later." Tell your uncle to go to Mr. Du to make a fortune. You still have a lot to learn in business."

The author has something to say:

"Passing Water" doesn't have a prototype, um, I wrote it casually thinking of Lao Chai's boat song...