Han Dong patted Yu Ming's butt maliciously, "Why do you ask me this?"
Yu Ming scolded in his heart, "I'm not good at your ancestors!" Veins popped up on his forehead, his neck was sweating, and his face was stuffy in the bed sheet for a while before he said, "I'm just wondering."
Han Dong stared straight at him, his eyes obviously carrying the meaning of asking the truth.
"My attitude has changed for so long, why are you asking now?"
Yu Ming said in a sleepy tone: "At first I thought you were joking, but now I realize that you are serious."
"Then why did you find out now? Why didn't you have this awareness before?"
"Are you finished?" Yu Ming was annoyed.
Han Dong no longer took the matter seriously, but changed his way of probing.
"Today, I heard from Director Lu that our film has a new investor. Do you know about this?"
Yu Ming's back stiffened, and he quickly replied, "I don't know."
"You said that domestic horror films are in such a downturn. Why do people still spend money on it? Besides, we are already in the late stage of filming, and we don't lack funds. Why increase the cost for no reason?"
"You ask me how do I know?" Yu Ming's tone was a little stiff.
Han Dong smiled inexplicably, and finally got up and said, "Rest well, I won't bother you anymore, there is still a shooting task tonight."
Yu Ming breathed a sigh of relief.
After Han Dong returned to the room, he kept his ears open to listen to the movement next door.
Finally, there was a voice in Yu Ming's room, it seemed that he was talking on the phone.
"Did you fund the film I'm making now?"
"Injection? You took the film without my consent, and even took such an inconspicuous role. It's a good thing I didn't ask the producer to disband your crew!"
Yu Ming hung up the phone in an instant, and threw the phone aside with a sullen face, resentful in his heart, why should I talk so much
Taking advantage of the time when Yu Ming went downstairs to pick up the courier, Han Dong slipped into his room, picked up his mobile phone to find the call records, and quickly wrote down the number Yu Ming contacted just now.
Hmph... Big rich man, just wait to show up!
As a result, it was only when the crew arrived at night that they found out that it was true to increase the investment cost, but with the change of the capital ratio, the new investor became a major shareholder, and he asked the entire creative team to change their blood.
That is to say, everything from the director to the actors to the staff will be removed, and all the shots taken before will be invalidated!
Hearing this, all the people involved in the filming were stunned. Because from the start of filming to the present, except for two revisions of the script, it has been going very smoothly. Generally speaking, if there is no fierce conflict between the investor and the film crew, it is impossible to replace the entire creative team midway. Not to mention wasting money, it will hurt many people.
As it turned out, the problem was in modifying the script.
The assistant director said solemnly: "The investor reported that the script had been changed too much, which lost the original excitement of the story, and the screenwriter also had a lot of opinions, thinking that the crew did not respect his labor achievements."
"Bullshit!" Director Lu was very emotional, "I discussed it with him before I revised the script. He deserved to be fine at the time. How can you say that you turn your back on it? It's obviously an excuse from investors!"
When Han Dong heard this, he asked, "That means we can't continue filming?"
"The new film crew has already been set up, and we have been replaced directly, how can we continue to shoot?"
The producer at the side resentfully wiped out the cigarette butt with his foot, "Liang Jingte is no longer a thing! Last time he did it secretly, and a good project was scrapped."
"Liang Jing?" Han Dong frowned slightly.
The producer said: "That's right, it's Liang Jing. As soon as the investors came in, he immediately became the producer and director of the film. He formed the new main creative team!"
Upon hearing this, Han Dong understood instantly.
"I really can't swallow this breath." The producer said.
The assistant director also said: "The 100 people in the crew have been busy for more than two months, the whole black and white are turned upside down, and it's about to wrap up, who can swallow this breath?"
Director Lu slapped the table and said aggressively: "The big deal is that I will raise funds to make another film, and the main creative team will not move. I don't believe I can't beat them!"
The producer also thought about it, but the question is where does the money come from? Zhongding’s film schedule for the first half of the year is already full. Almost every producer’s studio has its own projects in operation, so it’s impossible to say that you can just vote.
Just when Director Lu was frowning, a cold voice suddenly sounded.
"Maybe, I can try."
Everyone turned their eyes to Yu Ming, with a strange look in their eyes, yes! How did you forget that there is such a god-like existence in the crew
But Han Dong looked worried, "Can you do it? If you have difficulties, don't force yourself."
"I'll do my best." Yu Ming said.
Although the funds are in sight, the bigger problem has not been solved. Where will the script come from? Can't you just shoot as soon as you raise money? At least there must be a ready-made script, right
Good scripts are scarce these days, especially those with horror themes. How easy is it to find a script you like? If you ask someone to write it now, let alone the quality, it would be great if you can produce the finished product in a short time.
Director Lu's brows were covered with a thick look of despair.
After an unknown amount of time, another voice sounded.
"Maybe, I can try."
Everyone was looking for the source of the voice, and when they found out that the person who spoke was Han Dong, the flame of hope that had ignited was instantly extinguished... You? Didn't even graduate from junior high school, you know how to write scripts
"I can provide ideas and let someone else write and polish."
Hearing this, Director Lu and the assistant director exchanged glances. Han Dong's writing skills are not good, but he has a good understanding and a lot of ghost ideas, maybe he can really give it a try.
"Are you sure you can conceive it?" Director Lu asked worriedly.
In fact, Han Dong really wanted to say that I have long disliked your script, but out of respect, he still said in a low-key manner: "I will do my best, you prepare with both hands."
Just like that, the crew was temporarily disbanded, and several main creative personnel split up, and everyone went about their business.
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Wang Zhongding was also worried about this matter all day.
This movie is a joint production, in addition to Zhongding Film and Television, there are three media groups participating in the investment. Originally, Zhongding held a majority stake, and the entire production process was also controlled by the company, but now that new investors have joined, Zhongding has relatively lost the main right to speak, and it is necessary to increase investment if it wants to regain it.
"I don't think it is necessary. This is the highest investment amount we have obtained after risk assessment. If it exceeds this amount, the possibility of losing money is high." Feng Jun said bluntly.
Wang Zhongding dealt with numbers all day long, so he was naturally more clear about his calculations than Feng Jun.
"I just hope that Han Dong will continue from the beginning to the end. Although I just put him there to exercise, such a thing as a midway replacement will still dampen the enthusiasm of an actor."
Feng Jun also looked embarrassed, "It's not impossible for them to keep Han Dong's role, but since the producer and director have been replaced by Liang Jing, the protagonist must be Li Shang. Instead of letting him play a supporting role for Li Shang It's better to find another pleasing role for him, so that he will have more balance in his heart."
Wang Zhongding let out a long breath, "Let's talk about this matter later, has Director Lu contacted you?"
"got engaged."
"How? Is he all right?"
Feng Jun smiled helplessly, "Is it okay? The whole crew is very emotional now, and I guess it will take a long time to recover."
Wang Zhongding nodded, "Okay, you can go about your own business."
After Feng Jun left, Wang Zhongding was smoking a cigarette in the office, and Er Lei stood beside him with his lips tightly closed, his face solemn.
"If it were you, how would you feel now?" Wang Zhongding asked Er Lei tentatively.
Er Lei said solemnly: "I want to die."
Wang Zhongding paused his fingers pinching the smoke, and turned his puzzled eyes to Erlei, why did he come from a soldier background, he survived the hail of bullets, and wanted to die because of such a trivial matter
"I'm just thinking from Han Dong's point of view." Er Lei explained.
Wang Zhongding also has experience of this. In his opinion, Han Dong is a typical example of being strong on the outside and weak on the inside. Especially after watching the surveillance video, the picture of Han Dong crying bitterly is always lingering in his mind...
It seems that he really needs to be appeased.
At one o'clock in the night, Wang Zhongding was going to go home after finishing his work, but as soon as he left the office building, he heard someone shouting from the top of the building: "Wang-zhong-ding!"
Recognizing that it was Han Dong's voice, Wang Zhongding raised his head and found Han Dong sitting on the roof of the 26th floor waving at him.
Because the distance was too far, Wang Zhongding couldn't see whether Han Dong's eyes were open or closed, but based on his experience, Han Dong was usually asleep at this time, and he was usually sleepwalking.
Wang Zhongding thought of the removal of the crew and Er Lei's conclusion, and his heart skipped a beat.
"Stand there and don't move!"
Wang Zhongding yelled loudly, then returned to the office building, rushed to the elevator and rushed to the top of the building.
Han Dong couldn't help grinning his teeth, he could just listen to it below, but he had to come up... Thinking of this, he picked up the guitar and yawned happily. After finally getting off work, I was so sleepy!
Then, Han Dong sang narcissistically.
"The red thread in Yuelao's hand, each of us holds half of it..."
After getting off the elevator, Wang Zhongding rushed up the stairs again, almost directly climbing to the top of the building. Finally saw Han Dong's figure not far away, sitting on the edge of the roof shaking his body.
Wang Zhongding's heart rose to his throat.
He didn't dare to roar or rush over rashly, for fear that Han Dong would fall away as soon as he was excited, so he could only approach Han Dong step by step calmly...
Han Dong knew that Wang Zhongding was behind, so in order to have more atmosphere, he deliberately didn't look back and pretended not to see, and continued to play and sing narcissistically: "I tell you this is fate... ah..."
Han Dong was in the middle of singing, when suddenly his collar was pulled up, and his whole body was thrown to the ground by bye, and he fell so hard that the guitar in his hand was also smashed, making a loud bang.
As soon as Wang Zhongding breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Han Dong howling angrily: "What are you going to do? You don't have to be so excited, do you? You almost broke my crotch, you know?"
Only then did Wang Zhongding realize something was wrong, "Aren't you sleepwalking?"
"I've survived for you until now, you say I'm sleepwalking?"
Wang Zhongding's face turned blue and pale.
Han Dong got up from the ground in embarrassment, patted the dirt on his body, and muttered angrily: "It's a good atmosphere, but you ruined it, and the song hasn't finished yet..."
Wang Zhongding couldn't bear it anymore when he heard this, "Why are you running here singing so late at night?!"
"Didn't I just finish my creation, and I'm so happy, do I want to share it with you?"
"Happy?" Wang Zhongding couldn't imagine.
Han Dong nodded very simply, "Yes, I personally wrote the song for you."
Wang Zhongding saw that Han Dong didn't look like he was pretending to be happy at all, he didn't know what it was like, and suddenly felt ashamed of his worries and self-indulgent speculations all day long.
He is not tough on the outside but soft on the inside, he is really tough on the outside and tough on the inside, a pure man!
No matter what, Wang Zhongding still said to Han Dong: "I have heard about the replacement of the crew. If you still want to continue playing that role, I can..."
"No need!" Han Dong interrupted Wang Zhongding, "Let's raise funds to shoot a new one!"
Wang Zhongding's expression froze, "Renew the project? What about the script?"
"I'll write it!" Han Dong said, patting his chest.
Wang Zhongding was stunned, "You wrote it?"
"Yes, I'll write." Han Dong was still full of confidence.
Wang Zhongding first asked, "Have you ever written a script before?"
"Why do you have to have written it before to write it? How can there be a second work without the first work? Besides, I haven't written a song before. Isn't it the same now?"