Do you really think I'm Tinker Bell? Say it can be solved? Angela shook her head in her heart. Of course, he remained calm on the surface, looking at the heads of various departments in the conference room.
"Well, since that's the case, this matter is settled." McKinley said at this time - in fact, most of the time in this kind of meeting, he and Angela were talking, and the others only asked Angela when When I wake up, I will answer two sentences.
Angela nodded secretly. Judging from the previous conversations, McKinley's mind was still clear, and he always understood her intentions. In fact, Angela didn't want to blame everyone in the film department. After all, she caused this kind of dependence, and it's not a bad thing to hope that her part can maintain its peak, then...
"By the way, McKinley, how was the matter I talked to last time?" Angela, who had made up her mind, suddenly asked.
"The novel you said?" McKinley thought for a few seconds. "It's been negotiated, but it's just a bit higher than what you gave."
"A little taller?"
"Yes, the cost of purchases has gone up by 5 percent, and future volumes will fluctuate based on sales."
"It doesn't matter, it's acceptable. As for the others, as long as there is a right of first refusal."
McKinley was silent for a few seconds before asking again: "Excuse me, Angela, do you think she will be the second JK Rowling?"
"Second JK Rowling?" Angela laughed. "No, no, no, McKinley, Stephanie's writing and ideas are not bad, but at best she's a best-selling novelist—a best-selling youth novelist. Lynn is at least one step behind, and frankly, this novel is just a high school love story dressed in vampires and werewolves."
Yes, that's right, the novel Angela is talking about now is the "Twilight City" created by Stephanie Meyer, who was later "respected" as "American Qiong Yao". Although she has been planning to let the film department enter the track of its own development, it does not mean that you can let go. In line with the principle of "money does not make a bastard", Angela still notified the first time after the publication of this novel. McKinley and they bought the film rights.
It's just because Pixar's reputation in this regard is too loud, especially when it holds the film production rights of the "Harry Potter" series, so the first contact was almost a lion's mouth. However, at that time, "Twilight" had just started to sell well, and it had not yet fallen into the eyes of other film companies. In addition, McKinley was very secretive when he contacted him again, so he had a very patient conversation with the other party. Although Stephanie's lion's big opening basically belongs to "the sky is the asking price, the money is paid back on the ground", but the real money is not paid back. After all, the "Harry Potter" series is a good lesson.
However, Angela doesn't necessarily need this movie, and doesn't think Stephanie can be compared with Rowling - very simple, "Harry Potter" alone is enough to throw out a few "Twilight" The streets are far away, and not everyone has been ruthlessly abandoned by their husbands, has been so embarrassed that they can only go to a cafe to warm up, and has been so desperate that they want to commit suicide.
Strictly speaking, the "Harry Potter" series can also be regarded as youth campus novels, but the problem is that youth campus is only a small part. Rowling's excellence lies in building a world. Although she has only laid the foundation of this world, she has given others unlimited imagination space. Those who are endlessly emerging in order to complete the world setting are the best proof. This isn't something a housewife can set up after a nap.
The negotiation has been at a deadlock, but Stephanie is not an idiot after all. After getting hot, she straightened her position. In addition, the contract given by Pixar is not as good as that of Rowling, but it is quite comparable to the few film companies she contacted privately. That's good, I finally signed it.
"The reason why I insisted on buying this book and the subsequent film production is that the investment is moderate but can make a lot of money." Angela explained, "It's very simple, according to the scene depicted in the book, the investment is about the same. 30 million to 40 million is enough. If the hero and heroine use new people, you can save some more - I already have a heroine candidate - and the return box office will be at least hundreds of millions! Think about it, everyone who likes this book what kind of person."
Who else is there, no different from those readers of Grandma Qiong Yao, plus they are all middle class, how can they afford a movie ticket. As for the heroine, of course, it's Kristen Stewart. Her mother is a script supervisor and a screenwriter. She has met Angela a few times before, and naturally she has also met with Kristen, a teenager - with short hair. The wild boy who is full of trousers has nothing to do with the beautiful image in the future.
Even she and Jodie Foster starred in David Fincher's "Thriller Room" which was also invested by Pixar - Fincher directly approached Angela for investment, Angela agreed and directly recommended Judy for the role, but After going around, it was Christine who played the role of her daughter. I have to say that it was fate.
"I see," McKinley said after a full listen.
"Then that's it, in fact, everyone has done a good job, and I don't need to participate at all." Angela smiled and looked at the other people in the conference room, then she reached out and tapped on the table: "Then, let's talk now One last thing, my... new movie. Remember I've got everything in place before the concert and can start as soon as I think about it."
"This is true in terms of various equipment and equipment, but manpower needs to be allocated according to specific conditions, so it is not realistic to start immediately." McKinley said.
Angela suddenly laughed: "It doesn't matter, I know, it's impossible for them to stay in place because I need them."
"One more thing, Mr. Al Pacino has not yet been invited." McKinley threw another question.
Angela blinked her eyes and then understood. Like the human hand, Al couldn't have set aside such a long period of time for her, so it was better to wait for her to finish the concert instead of sending an invitation before that. Another is that McGinn uses this method to remind her of the problems of her original daughter role.
It's really hard to make a good decision. This role is written by me, and it makes sense to play it myself. But if you are both an actor and a director, it will either be difficult to shoot or the quality will be low.
"Well, I know, I will make a decision as soon as possible." Angela finally said.
The streets of Los Angeles under the dazzling sunshine have a unique flavor. Angela, who was well dressed and wearing a sun hat and sunglasses, felt the heat of summer and walked silently in the cool breeze.
Although she seemed to be observing the people around her, her main energy was actually thinking about what happened before. Al Pacino's role as a father is a must, and she can wait if the schedule is not right, but she can't decide whether to play the role of a daughter.
It's really embarrassing. Angela thought annoyed. I wanted to ask my father, but in this case, the surprise is no longer a surprise. At first, it was difficult to add small details, and then integrate them into the inspiration from Al's performance. Speaking of which, the reason why I wrote this character based on Al's image, apart from personal preference, probably has nothing to do with how many times I played father and daughter together...
The eyes behind the sunglasses suddenly lit up, and a kind of enlightenment surged up. Damn it, if you play the daughter, you can play the daughter. Since it was originally written for yourself, why should someone else play it? The big deal is that the progress is a little slower. Angela, who had untied her knot, suddenly sped up her steps, causing the bodyguards who were following to hurry up a few steps.
This time Angela was really shopping, looking here and there, and occasionally some fun things flashed in her mind, such as "World of Warcraft" that made her laugh and cry. The dungeon system, guild system, operating system, etc., a perfect game should have everything in it, but I just don't know what it's like to look at those completely different pictures. And the guys in the game department really made the ten stories in the original novel into a game, giving Anji a sense of absurdity about which came first, the chicken or the egg.
Walking to a bar, Angela looked up and down and pushed the door in. It was still early, there were not many people in the bar, and the golden light was sprinkled on the ground through the light-colored glass, giving the room a hazy sense of decadence.
Sitting down on the high stool in front of the bar, Angela asked for a gin and tonic and tasted it slowly, feeling the sweet and slightly bitter liquid with the tip of her tongue. She suddenly chuckled, her smile mixed with sweetness and disappointment .
When she got home that day, she happened to see Jessica and Liv in the kitchen learning how to make desserts from Annie. The two of them were joking and having fun while doing it. They didn't even know if there was anything on their cheeks. Although the finished product was not very good, the atmosphere was very good. Harmony and warmth. Angela had been watching silently outside the kitchen for a long time, until Alizee saw her calling out on purpose before she went in with a blushing face to greet Jessica and the others.
She still remembered the scene when a box of dim sum came out.
"It's made into something bizarre again," Jessica said in frustration, looking at the appalling desserts, and then quickly cheered up: "How about trying again? I'll definitely be able to do better next time, I hope Angie Ra likes not only the taste but also the look."
She smiled softly and tapped her fingers on the desserts, as if she wanted to make them more beautiful.
"I hope to feed Anji so much every day, and feed her as soon as possible, preferably in the shape of a pig, and then I will hold her and shake her every day." Liv said seriously.
"Hey, even if I feed her into a pig, it's my pig." Jessica immediately corrected Liv.
"If you say it's your pig, it must be yours?" Liv was not to be outdone.
The two immediately started a debate on the ownership of the little pig named "Angela". There was no quarrel, no horizontal nose and vertical eyebrows. The atmosphere of the debate has always been very friendly, and both sides were polite, if not Annie reminded They're getting ready for the next production round, and they'll probably be debating it all afternoon.
Angela kept laughing at first, but the corners of her mouth slowly flattened at the back, and the loneliness she evoked seemed to be absent. After being called into the kitchen, she swept away all the desserts made by the two of them as if she hadn't eaten for three days and three nights. Naturally, she had grown like a pig.
Never do that stupid thing again next time! Angela recalled the embarrassing appearance of her bloated stomach that night, and couldn't help saying this to herself in her heart. Just... Wouldn't there be a next time to really not do this
Angela sighed lightly, but there was always a smile on the corner of her mouth. She raised her head and drank Jin Tangley and was about to get up and leave, but her eyes were suddenly attracted by the people on the other side of the bar.
It was a woman, a not-so-beautiful but very charming woman, about the same age as herself, with long black hair, wearing trousers with exposed calves and a black sleeveless vest, and her two bronze arms were exposed. very healthy. It's just that she was lying on the bar at the moment, staring at the cup in her hand with a pair of eyes, and her two very special but beautiful eyebrows slightly raised, as if she had lost interest in everything.
Angela frowned and looked at it. After thinking about it, she walked to the other side. After a few seconds of hesitation, she called tentatively, "Little Qiao?"
Her head moved a little and there was no response. Angela's brows furrowed even more, she simply grabbed the opponent's head and pulled it in front of her, and shouted in a serious tone: "Jordanna Brewster!
The other party finally reacted. She raised her head and looked at Angela in confusion, and asked hesitantly, "Who are you...?"
Ignoring her full mouth of alcohol, Angela grabbed her shoulders and shook it vigorously: "Didn't you go back to Yale University after filming "The Fast and the Furious"? You've already graduated? Why are you drinking alone here? ?!"
Although Jordana Brewster only collaborated with Angela on one "Snatch, Kidnap", but because of various reasons, she was able to talk to her very well. After that, Pixar invested in that "Fast and Furious", so it was a good deal with Angela. Above is a general friend. However, after Jordana 02 went to Yale University to continue the studies she had given up, the contact between the two gradually faded, but there would be an occasional email or two until today, but Angela never expected to see this. A Jordana.
"Don't touch me, who are you?!" Jordana opened Angela's hand impatiently.
Angela just remembered that she had put on makeup, and hurriedly took off her hat and raised her sunglasses: "Don't you know me, Xiao Qiao?"
Jordana looked at Angela with her mouth open for a long time, and finally showed a stunned look. Just as she was about to call, Angela had already said, "Please call me Chris now—you know."
Xiao Qiao was stunned for a few more seconds. He probably drank a bit too much, then he turned around with difficulty, and said with a knotted tongue: "Oh... yes, of course, I... I understand... "
Then she laughed: "It's great to see you, Ann... Chris, how about a few drinks with me?"
Angela raised her eyebrows, and immediately held down the hand she wanted to greet the bartender: "What happened, Xiao Qiao?"
"It's nothing, it's just... I just want to drink." Jordana made a slight effort, and after pulling back her hand, she waved to the bartender: "Hey, give me another margarita, add more wine—you want What, Ann…Chrissy?"
"Margaret? Add more wine? What are you drinking so much?!" Angela said angrily.
"Don't I even have the qualifications to drink?" Jordana said with hazy eyes and dissatisfaction. "What do you want? If you don't want it, let the bartender mix drinks for me."
"Well, it's still a cup of gold and tonic." Angela said helplessly.
Soon, the transparent gold tonley and the light blue margarita were brought over, and Jordana made another amazing move at this time. She picked up the glass of margarita and took a big gulp. Angela next to her was stunned.
Xiao Qiao coughed quickly, apparently choking on the big gulp just now - fortunately she didn't drink it all. Angela quickly supported Jordana and patted her on the back. Xiao Qiao coughed a few times and took a few deep breaths before straightening up and forced a smile: "Sorry, drink a little faster. a bit."
"Can you tell me what's going on now?" Angela had roughly guessed why she was so rude, but if she wanted the other party to feel better, it would be better for her to tell it herself.
Jordana raised her head and looked at Angela for a long time, a trace of gratitude and pain flashed in her eyes: "I lost my love... I'm getting married tomorrow... "
"So you came here to anesthetize yourself with alcohol?" Angela asked calmly.
"Then what should I do?" Xiao Qiao asked with a miserable smile, "It's all over."
After a few seconds of silence, Angela spoke again: "It seems that you love him very much."
"Yes of course."
"Then why don't you fight for it
"I fought, I tried, I... failed."
"When you think you've failed, that's the real failure."
"Come on, Chris, you don't know what I'm facing, you don't know how much pressure it is!"
"How big is it? Bigger than finding weapons of mass destruction in Iraq?"
"It's far more than that!" Having said this, Jordana suddenly showed a strange smile: "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you, Chris, it's her, not him!"
Silence suddenly enveloped the two of them, Angela pursed her lips, her eyes lowered and she couldn't see what she was thinking, while Jordana looked at her with mocking eyes.
"What do you think I'm going to say?" Angela's mouth suddenly turned up, and she also showed a strange smile, "Think you are a pervert? Think you are disgusting? Think you should be destroyed by humanity? Don't be stupid, Xiao Qiao, Don’t always think that everyone else is hurting you because you’ve been hurt—I used to do that too, so I definitely feel it better than you.”
Jordana opened her mouth and looked at Angela blankly, as if she didn't know what to say.
"Okay, now, I want you to tell me the details, the details of you and her, understand?" Angela's irresistible voice sounded.