night.
When it was time to eat, Hao Yun found a small restaurant near the company and arranged a table of food and drinks.
Now that the company's financial situation is strong, he doesn't deliberately save money. He has arranged everything from fish-flavored shredded pork, tomato scrambled eggs, ribs stew, etc., and even ordered a box of beer.
The only pity is that there are fewer people and it is not too lively.
There are only three people at Tianyuan Pictures, the director, screenwriter and a secretary. At Yunmeng Entertainment, Hao Yun is the only one. Because it is inconvenient to discuss the script, he didn’t even bring his Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Baby.
The screenwriter sitting next to the field is named Wang Xingkai, and his name sounds like a book writer.
It's just that his rough appearance is not bookish at all, but looks like a shouting butcher in the market.
He stood up with the glass in hand and handed the wine to Hao Yun.
"Mr. Hao... or rather Brother Yun Shen, when I was still in Yanjing, I often heard people in the circle say that your words are like poetry, with both form and meaning impeccable. This cup I I respect you and your literary talents!”
"You're welcome, you're welcome... Mr. Hao, no need, just call me Hao Yun from now on."
"Brother Yun! This name sounds good."
Tian Ye's eyes lit up, he nodded and smiled.
"I think that's fine! Just call him Brother Yun!"
In terms of age, Hao Yun was at least ten years older than them, but if he was called Xiao Yun, it would be impolite, so he would just call him Brother Yun.
This not only downplays the age gap, but also does not appear to be raw.
Hao Yun did not refuse and silently toasted everyone, which was regarded as acquiescing to this title.
"Brother Tian, I would like to raise a toast and wish our movie a smooth start and smooth completion!"
"Haha, I'll lend you a favor! But it's not very authentic for you to accomplish two things with one glass of wine. I have to have another drink with you!"
"That's easy to say!" Hao Yun smiled and clinked glasses with Director Tian and finished first. "The wine is enough. Let's start eating. We won't be polite."
In Hao Yun's impression, he had participated in things like socializing many times in his previous life, so he was quite comfortable in dealing with them.
What's more interesting is that, whether in this life or the previous life, he has a surprisingly good drinking capacity, even if he doesn't like to drink very much.
Drinking these bottles one after another is like drinking water, but I don't feel anything at all.
After a few bottles of wine were opened, the originally somewhat reserved atmosphere was opened up by the smell of wine and the conversation.
"Hey! I really didn't expect that someone at your age could write such a spiritual song! When I was a freshman in college, I couldn't even sing in tune, let alone writing songs."
Tian Ye laughed and said.
"Haha, your broken voice, let alone more than ten years ago, you may not be able to sing well now."
Li Xiaohui, the secretary sitting next to him, also laughed and joked, "Others sing for money, but our Lao Wang sings for life!"
"Hahaha!"
Listening to the laughter of several people, Hao Yun also smiled in his heart.
Singing kills you
By coincidence, there was one in his dormitory.
Screenwriter Wang didn't take it seriously when he was teased by Ye Ye and Secretary Li. Instead, he laughed and teased himself.
"Hey, what can we do? For those of us who can't sing well, we can only buy words and earn some money to make ends meet."
"I'm not any worse at writing than you. I saw that the poem about fireworks easily getting cold really touched my heart!" Tian Ye laughed, then looked at Hao Yun, "Brother Yun, I even forgot to ask ... Then you have read the script, what do you think?"
When he said this, Tian Tian actually wanted to show off.
In his opinion, although the script was not perfect, it was very close to the world in his mind.
Although it was a subjective feeling, he felt that Hao Yun's thoughts should be the same as his own.
However, what he didn't expect was that when he talked about the script, Hao Yun, who was holding the cup, frowned slightly, as if something was not simple.
"Brother Tian, do you want to hear me tell the truth, or do you want to tell lies?"
Tian Ye was stunned for a moment, then looked at Wang Xingkai, smiling and throwing the topic to him.
"it's up to you!"
Wang Xingkai smiled and waved his hand.
"Just tell the truth. We accept criticism! Anyway, this is just a first draft and there will be revisions later."
"Then I'll be honest," Hao Yun coughed slightly, straightened his expression and said, "I'm afraid there are a lot of changes in this script... Just talking about the outline, I think it might not work well."
The room was quiet for a while.
After hearing the next sentence, Tian Ye opened his mouth, with an incredible expression on his face.
The same goes for Secretary Li sitting next to him. Obviously, he didn't expect Hao Yun to give such a comment.
On the other hand, the expression on the screenwriter Wang Xingkai's face was even more excited, and his whole face turned the color of pig liver.
He knew best how much effort it took to write that script.
But now someone actually told him that the outline was not good enough
If it were someone else, that would be fine. No matter how good the article is, some people may not like it, and even a great writer cannot serve everyone.
But this person happens to be the composer and composer of Yanhua Yi Leng. Who else understands the feelings contained in that song better than him
"Brother Yun, I have to say something to you about this," Tian Ye coughed slightly and smoothed things over, "We can speak more tactfully..."
Looking at the look Tian Ye gave him, although Hao Yun knew his kindness in his heart, he still felt helpless.
Aren’t you the ones asking me for my opinion
Then I'll tell the truth.
"It's okay. You have the most say in this song. Your opinion is very important. Besides, I also said that I accept criticism." Wang Xingkai shook his head, raised his cup and stood up, "Brother Yun, I respect this cup." you!"
After that, he clinked glasses with Hao Yun, who also stood up, and then drank the wine in one gulp.
Looking at Wang Xingkai who was obviously upset, Tian Ye tried to comfort him.
"Old Wang, don't take it too seriously. Brother Yun is just giving me advice. You have been doing literary work for so many years, and why do you still get scolded by me?"
"I didn't take it seriously, I just have one thing I want to ask you!"
With the smell of alcohol in his eyes, Wang Xingkai reluctantly sat back on the chair, stared straight at Hao Yun, and said with some dissatisfaction, "I just want to know, you said there is a problem with my outline, what is the problem? where?"
Looking at the serious Wang Xingkai, Ye Tianye shook his head in confusion.
Just as he was thinking about how to smooth things over, Hao Yun, who was sitting across the wine table, slowly spoke.
"Brother Wang, first of all I have to say that I didn't mean to offend on purpose."
Wang Xingkai nodded vigorously.
"I know! I don't mean anything else, I just want to ask for advice!"
Hao Yun: "First of all, regarding the background of the story, I don't think you need to set it in the Wei Kingdom during the period of the war between heroes, and then apply the usual routines of those classical martial arts movies. I just suggest... Why don't you just make a fictional character? What about the world?”
"Imagine it?" Wang Xingkai was stunned for a moment, "How can it be that easy... This is not writing a fairy tale. We must consider the audience's viewing experience, and the most critical sense of immersion!"
Regarding this statement, Director Tian also nodded, looked at Hao Yun and said sincerely.
"It's a difficult point to create an alternative worldview, especially for the movie we're about to make."
However-
Hao Yun had his own ideas.
“I don’t think an imaginary world view will necessarily affect the sense of immersion in the film. As long as it can be logically justified, I even think that an imaginary world view can create a unique movie-watching experience so that the audience does not have to be obsessed with the historical background of the story. It’s about focusing on the story itself.”
"I can probably guess that this script is probably based on the emotional line, and I want to film the kind of love that spans time... or a similar feeling. However, just speaking of my own feelings after reading the script, the most fatal point is , but the elements are really too complicated, which dilutes the existence of the main line itself."
After hearing these words, a deep thought appeared on Tian Ye's face.
These words spoke to his heart.
The movies he has made over the years do seem to have problems in this regard.
I wanted to take a picture of everything, and I wanted to take the best shot of everything, but in the end, because there were too many elements integrated, I couldn’t take a good shot of anything.
"Then what do you think...how should this script be changed?"
Seeing the serious expression on Ye Tian's face, Hao Yun had a hint of approval in his eyes.
good.
Although his potential is only 1, he is surprisingly able to listen to advice.
After all, it was much better than that bastard in his dormitory who pouted like a donkey.
"Reforming the law is very simple. Delete unnecessary things and the important things will naturally stand out."
Upon hearing this ambiguous statement, Secretary Li, who had been sitting silently next to him, had a wry smile on his face.
Screenwriter Wang Xingkai's reaction was even more direct, and he couldn't help but sneer at him.
"It's so easy to say, change the outline... you should change it and let me see."
Hearing this, Hao Yun raised his eyebrows.
Hey
Let me change it
Okay!
Not talking nonsense, Hao Yun filled his glass, stood up and drank it in one gulp.
After brewing his emotions for about three to five seconds, he recalled the detailed memories he had picked up from the memory fragments, and opened his mouth to speak based on the inspiration he got from a certain notebook.
"During the Southern Dynasties, heroes competed with each other, and wars continued year after year. But the Luoyang of Emperor Wen of the Song Dynasty was filled with ten miles of willows and thousands of ancient temples. It was a picturesque and prosperous place..."
Although there are no details about the original work of "Luoyang Jialan Temple" in his memory, when he unlocked the song "Fireworks Easily Cold" from the memory fragments, he had the background story of the song and related memories. , was also unlocked together.
It might be a bit difficult to ask him to write a script from beginning to end, but if it's just an outline...
It's really not difficult for him.
In response to the three pairs of shocked eyes, Hao Yun continued in a nonchalant tone.
"In this picturesque Luoyang, a general met a folk woman. The two fell in love at first sight and became engaged for life."
"However, the good times did not last long. The Northern Wei Dynasty suddenly started fighting. It sent its troops south, defeated Rouran, crossed the Yellow River by force, and pointed its sword at Luoyang. On the other hand, the Song Dynasty suffered repeated defeats, and there was no general on the front line to defend the enemy."
"On one side was the righteousness of family and country, on the other was the love between children. The general held the woman's hand, promised to return to her, and got on his horse. But no one thought that this farewell would actually mean a farewell to life and death. .”
"Wars and disasters have been going on for years. The extremely prosperous Luoyang has long since collapsed, and the willows in those ten miles have been burned to nothing but ashes."
"The woman could not endure the suffering, so she shaved her hair and became a nun, and ended her remaining life next to the ancient Buddha with a green lantern."
"Many years later, the general returned from the storm and found the ancient Jialan Temple, but his sweetheart was no longer there. The old monk who knocked on the wooden fish told him that there was someone who had been waiting for him."
"The rain was pouring down, and the flute was playing outside the city. The general looked around and saw that the old capital was in ruins, trampled by mountains and rivers, so he became a monk and escaped into Buddhism. He spent the rest of his life accompanying the ancient Buddha with green lanterns and listening to the eternal sound of rain. ."
When Hao Yun finished reading the last word, there was silence in the previously lively box.
Whether it was Director Tian, Screenwriter Wang, or Secretary Li who had no ink in his stomach, they were all stunned.
Is this a current one
And just for a minute or two
Wang Xingkai swallowed, unable to describe the shock in his heart with words, let alone the inspiration pouring out like a fountain.
Almost as soon as he listened to the dictated outline, a new script had already taken shape in his mind. In comparison, the one he had written before was simply scum!
This is the first time I feel like this...
It’s absolutely amazing!