"... I'm not talking about stallions." Ye Shuang also said blackly: "Can you not interrupt me?"
Regardless of the theme and routine of the novel written by Sunny Moyun, the commerciality is really good. This kid is very accurate in catching trends. Basically, the plot arrangement can scratch people's itch. Vulgarity is a bit vulgar, but the so-called popular actually represents the public.
He and the laughing princes are basically two completely opposite types. Laughing at the princes is a tall and talented person who is applauded but not popular, and who gets a name without profit. On the other hand, Moyun in the sunny day was not well-received, with a lot of manuscript remuneration in his hands, but he still couldn't make people willing to admire the fast-paced assembly-line writer who shouted "Great God".
If you want to describe it from the standpoint of a screenwriter, then Laughing Princes is a finely crafted type who has the potential to write palace-level works, and Sunny Moyun is a gold medal screenwriter who can fire hit hit movies... Of course, this premise must be They can only increase the proficiency value.
Ye Shuang thought it was quite interesting. It seems that the people from the cultural company arranged for the author to live in the same room. It was a coincidence that such two people could be brought together casually. She would rather believe that it was intentional. It is more likely to do so.
"Okay, let's stop talking nonsense, probably your editors and laughing princes have probably said it." After thinking quickly, Ye Shuang turned on the computer, and while typing on the keyboard, said to Qingtian Moyun: "Tianmo Media and The cooperation on your website is non-conflicting. Basically, as long as you consider the issue of film and television adaptation before starting a new novel. And we may ask you for a draft, which may be an excerpt of your novel, or it may be We think the subject matter is suitable for you. At present, I suggest you take the route of TV screenwriting, because first, your novels are good enough. Second, your novels are bloody enough... "
On a sunny day, Mo Yun listened to Ye Shuang's one, two, three, four, five, and made a transformation plan for herself in an easy and orderly manner. It's quite interesting just looking at the manuscript fee and prospects, but... her list is really Complimenting? ! Really? !
…
Quickly get rid of the sunny and black clouds within the scheduled time. After explaining the conditions, benefits and obligations clearly, Ye Shuang took Mo Xiaoxia to the scene.
After all, she is only here to finalize the ideas of both parties with the authors, not to say that she will sign with the other party immediately. After the details of the matter are clarified, people will naturally think about it in the next few days. On the last day, they will confirm the list of signings, and then negotiate with the website company...
Dealing with Sunny Moyun is not bad. After all, Prince Xiao is his roommate, and Mo Yun is close to the water on a sunny day. If he has any questions, he may have consulted Prince Xiao long ago. In addition, he played wildly with Mo Xiaoxia all night, so it is easier to talk when he has a higher sense of intimacy.
But the other authors are a bit concerned. After all, these people only heard about such a thing during the meeting, and they knew that Ye Shuang was not a liar and were willing to cooperate.
But what kind of cooperation law is cooperation? What rights and obligations? ! These novels have people from all walks of life, and there are quite a few people who live at home and only rely on code words to support their families. Coupled with various personalities, they are shrewd, honest, nagging, conceited, and suspicious. … Anyway, Ye Shuang ran down in a circle, feeling that there were no shortage of any type.
After the agreement with Moyun on a sunny day, there is the second guest room, where two writers who also write cool articles live in, and the two of them share each other with all kinds of caution. It didn't kill Ye Shuang at all.
"There are many kinds of screenwriters, can we sign it? Shouldn't we be gunmen for others? Now there are a lot of shady actors in this industry, especially those who like to steal the fruits of other people's labor..." Author a is unpredictable.
"How many years is the contract? How will the manuscript fee be calculated? What if the book is changed randomly by the director or others? Can I ask to participate in the filming?" Author B is worried.
"There are unspoken rules in every industry today. If our legal rights are violated, will your company be responsible for us?! What if our ideas are plagiarized? What if we..." Author a is still profound Unpredictable.
"Should I go through the draft once or do I have to revise it repeatedly?! What if the leader is not satisfied with the changes? What if the leader disagrees with me? For example, I think the death of the heroine is more profound, but the leader must have a happy ending. What should I do?" Author B was extremely worried.
"..." Ye Shuang, who had no chance to speak since entering the door, rubbed the muscles on her face, coughed and picked up the coffee pot. After a twisted and sharp rubbing sound, the handle of the stainless steel pot was crushed by a few slender fingers while the two big men were stunned. Twisted into a twist.
Ye Shuang smiled lightly: "Please listen to me slowly."
"You, you say!" The two authors subconsciously squeezed each other's palms tightly. Trembling, trying to use the other person's body temperature to bring a little courage to himself.
Xiajianfang is two well-known writers on historical subjects, and these two people probably have the same background as laughing princes. Most of the things written can stand the textual research, and even the character is gentle and introverted.
Ye Shuang breathed a sigh of relief. Dealing with such a good-tempered person is simply perfect, so I learned the lesson from the previous guest room, and went straight to the topic of "crackling" and introduced the terms.
Ye Shuang, who was finally comfortable for a while, was satisfied, and concluded after the narration: "...so the content of the cooperation is probably the same as I just said, what questions do you two have?!"
Author c looked at author d, author d nodded, and asked slowly: "Do you know the laws and regulations under Tang Taizong's rule?"
"Then do you know the truth about Shang Zhou's demise?"
"Do you know which dynasty women had the most status and which dynasty was the lowest?"
Author d was very worried, sighed and worried to author c: "I don't know anything, what if our work is changed into a bloody film... I saw a court drama in front of me, in which the maids looked like college students in the girls' dormitory , but also to hold a chorus in the Forbidden City."
Author C shook his head: "This is the case with fast food culture, and the education of the next generation is worrying."
Ye Shuang was silent for a while: "I'm sorry, I just thought these questions were irrelevant, but since you said so..." When the notebook was closed, Ye Shuang crossed his legs and changed his sitting position: "Xiao Xia, call the assistant to tell the next room The appointment time has been postponed for an hour, and I will talk to these two about five thousand years."
Damn it! She couldn't believe that she couldn't cure these strange things!
Mo Xiaoxia responded cheerfully and crisply: "Okay! I'll start the talk when I come back~"