1978 Synthetic Writers - Chapter 504 [Beijing Youth] [Replacement] "???"

Cuihua Hutong, Yard No. 6.

"Everyone, sit down and don't be restrained." Jiang Xian waved his hand.

Wang Shuo was the last to arrive. He sat in an empty seat, took off his sunglasses, and glanced at the strange and talented people in the room. He felt that the situation was like the eighteen princes joining together to fight against Dong Zhuo.

"Wow, there are so many people."

Among those present, Wang Shuo had only met Liu Heng, whom he met when he submitted a manuscript to "Beijing Literature".

"Who are these?"

"You don't recognize them? They are all famous pens." Liu Heng whispered.

"Introductions."

"That's Liang Zuo, a famous talent. His mother is Chen Rong. You know Chen Rong, right? She's the one who published "Middle-Aged Man"."

"I know, I know. These two guys aren't that famous."

"Then look at that."

Liu Heng's eyes turned and pointed to another corner, "That guy, Hai Yan, just released a movie called 'Plain Clothes Police' last year, and CCTV has even filmed it."

Wang Shuo glanced at Hai Yan and felt that this guy was the most normal-looking guy in the room except Jiang Xian. He was tall and strong, dressed in a suit and looked very upright.

"I've seen it! This guy wrote it!"

"His father is Lu Peng, an old playwright. He wrote the play 'White-Haired Girl'."

"Wow, this is a family of scholars!"

Liu Heng lowered his voice and said, "You don't know that my grandparents are both veteran revolutionaries."

"Don't discuss state affairs, don't discuss state affairs." Wang Shuo quickly interrupted the guy's gossip.

"How many of these are left?"

"That one, Shi Tiesheng, you know him, right? The tall one, Feng Jicai, that's Yu Hua, he only started publishing works in the past two years, and that's Liu Zhenyun, the editor of Farmers X Newspaper"

One is Zhang Yimou, a director from Beijing Film Studio, and the other is Gu Changwei. There are also several directors, cameramen, sound engineers, and art designers. These people form a film crew.

"I just asked everyone to come here today, so I don't need to say anything more."

Jiang Xian sat in the most conspicuous position, looking as glorious as Yuan Shao, but he was not arrogant and sat casually.

"To put it bluntly, our 'Seahorse Film and Television Creation Center' is a place for writers and screenwriters to gather together and keep each other warm. In the past, if they had a story in their mind, they would just give it away casually, but now they can't do that. Everyone gathers together, divides the work, does the part they are best at, makes the best stuff, and then negotiates the price to sell it to the outside world."

Zhang Yimou interrupted, "I still don't quite understand. How do we do it? Is it okay to do it this way?"

"Well, to put it bluntly, it's still the same sentence."

Jiang Xian explained: "We have to pay enough to the country and leave enough for the collective, and the rest is ours."

When everyone heard this, they suddenly understood and all their worries disappeared.

"I'll join in. I'll do this. Take me with you." Liu Heng was the first to stand up and was very active.

Wang Shuo stood up and said, "Take me with you, that's a good idea, let's try it first."

"Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang."

Ge You was very positive and said, "You must take me with you on this matter."

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Jiang Wen sat in the corner, somewhat hesitant.

He had complicated feelings towards Jiang Xian.

The last time "Furong Town" premiered in Shanghai, he witnessed Liu Xiaoqing coming out of Jiang Xian's room with his own eyes.

This incident was like a thorn that pierced Jiang Wen's heart deeply.

After returning to the capital, he couldn't help but have several big quarrels with Liu Xiaoqing because of this matter, which made the already tense relationship even worse.

Liu Xiaoqing was unwilling to admit that he had any relationship with Jiang Xian, but Jiang Wen witnessed it with his own eyes.

After several arguments, the "crew couple" who came together because of "Furong Town" finally broke up.

But he had to admit that Jiang Xian was his benefactor. Without Jiang Xian, how could he have gotten the role in "Furong Town"?

And if you think about it carefully, Liu Xiaoqing doesn't like him. This is an emotional problem. Who can he blame?

Can he still blame Jiang Xian for Liu Xiaoqing falling in love with someone else?

After going through so much, Jiang Wen has gradually matured and become more open-minded.

Rather than getting stuck in emotional matters, it’s better to follow Jiang Xian. At least he will never treat his own people unfairly.

"I'll join. I know a little bit about screenwriting, and I can act if there's a role that needs it."

A total of twenty-seven people came today. Jiang Xian waved his hand, and most of them responded quickly and joined the "Seahorse Film and Television Creation Center".

There are only a few who are hesitant.

Although he has not published many works and is not very famous, he is definitely a big name.

Later, Liu Xingang filmed a drama called "Five Star Hotel", and the screenwriter was Hai Yan.

Why did Hai Yan write about restaurants?Because his main job is running a restaurant.

He has been a soldier, written novels, and worked as a policeman, but his current job is the general manager of the Kunlun Hotel, a five-star hotel. He has no shortage of money and no worries about food and clothing.

There's no need for me to get involved with you guys.

My buddy comes from a wealthy family and has never suffered from hardship since childhood. He even wrote a novel called "Plainclothes Policeman" which was also adapted into a novel.

All in all, only buddy himself knows the ups and downs of his journey.

In this room right now, except for Jiang Xian, everyone else looks like a gangster. What about Hai Yan? He's wearing a well-tailored suit, a complete successful entrepreneur.

"Well, I won't come." Hai Yan coughed lightly, "There are too many things to do. I'm too busy."

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Jiang Xian looked at him with a calm expression. He waited for three seconds and replied with one word:

"Row."

Hai Yan was a little embarrassed. "I work at the Kunlun Hotel. If you have a chance, come to my place and I'll treat you to a meal. If you want to swim or get a massage, you can go. I can get you a free swimming license and massage card."

"Oh, thank you so much."

We all met by chance. If Hai Yan doesn't want to join, then he won't join. No one has any objection to this guy.

Different road non-phase plan.

Hai Yan hesitated and chose not to join. On the other hand, Feng Xiaogang was also hesitant. But he felt that this "Seahorse" might be a little reliable.

No one may believe it, but as an artist, he has always dreamed of being a screenwriter.

In Feng Xiaogang's view, his talent in literature is far greater than that in art.

After listening to Jiang Xian talk about the creative model of "Seahorse", Feng Xiaogang felt that this was a good opportunity for him to step into the field of screenwriting.

This is a huge advantage for Feng Xiaogang, as he can avoid his own shortcomings in his creation, not think about the things he is not good at, and give full play to the parts he is best at.

In short, I feel like I can rush.

"I'll join."

The person who said the word "join" at the same time as Feng Xiaogang was Liu Zhenyun.

After graduating a few years ago, he was assigned to work at the Farmers’ Daily, during which time he began his own literary creation.

However, his creative ability had not yet reached its peak, and the few articles he published were ignored, and he remained unknown.

Liu Zhenyun felt that his creation was stuck.

Stuck at a bottleneck, he needs something to break through.

Working with so many famous writers today, he has learned a lot during this period of creation.

After a meeting, except for the most arrogant Hai Yan, everyone else chose to join.

After all, not everyone is as arrogant as Hai Yan, who doesn't need to gamble with his life at all.

After explaining the matter, everyone started talking on TV.

Do your best!

To make the audience jealous, when the TV is on, there is no one on the street, not even a thief.

Unless people in the country don't have TV at home or are in a hurry to go to the toilet or take a shit, everyone else has to stay in front of the TV and watch this drama.

If you want to do it, you have to do it to this level.

"If you ask me, some of the screenwriters and writers here have served in the military, some have been sent to the countryside as educated youth, some have worked in factories, and some have been to college. If you write something about a factory, and I have never worked in a factory, it is inevitable that you will encounter areas that you are not familiar with. If you force yourself to write about it, it will be very easy for others to laugh at you." Wang Shuo stood up and said at this time.

This statement was immediately recognized by everyone present.

"Old Wang is right. If we want to write, we should write about something that we have all experienced together."

"Yes, writing cannot be separated from one's own experience. If what one writes is not something that everyone is familiar with, then no matter how well one writes, the play will be wasted."

Everyone was talking at once, and by the end the whole room was filled with the smell of cigarettes, and all the gentlemen were so hungry that they had no strength left.

Taking advantage of the excitement of everyone gathering together, Jiang Xian simply led them directly to the Kunlun Hotel where Hai Yan was the manager.

Hai Yan was also generous enough. He let everyone eat and drink as much as they wanted, and when they were done he would sign the bill for everyone in "Seahorse".

But he was stopped by Jiang Xian.

Jiang Xian insisted on refusing, "Today is the first time that Seahorse and I have eaten together. As the leader, there is no reason for me not to pay the bill."

".become."

Hai Yan and Jiang Xian had not had much contact before. He had only seen one of his TV series, "The Sancha Lane Robbery", and thought that the TV series was well written. As a policeman, he was very excited watching it, so he had some good impression of him.

But after all, we have never met, so it is doubtful how much of this impression will remain after we meet.

After coming out of Kunlun Hotel, Liu Zhenyun was about to go back to his unit, but was stopped by Jiang Xian.

"Comrade Zhenyun, where are you going?" Jiang Xian shouted from the window of the black Volga.

"Let's go back to the office. I have something to do in the afternoon." Liu Zhenyun said with a smile.

"Get in my car, I'll take you there."

"Come up, I have something to talk to you about."

Hearing Jiang Xian say this, Liu Zhenyun had no choice but to open the car door, only to find that Shi Tiesheng was also sitting in the seat.

He has difficulty walking, so Jiang Xian's car is just the right way to take him back.

"Comrade Tiesheng."

After the two men greeted each other, Liu Zhenyun sat in the back seat, his eyes constantly looking at the interior of the car.

He inexplicably recalled the passage in history books about how Liu Bang, when he saw Qin Shi Huang's luxurious carriage, immediately began to harbor ambitions for an imperial throne.

That mood was quite similar to how he feels now.

After all, what man wouldn't want to own a car like this?

Liu Zhenyun and Liang Zuo were classmates. When he heard Jiang Xian's words, he looked shy and said, "Teacher Jiang, these are all past events that are not worth mentioning."

"Why is it not worth mentioning? Liang Zuo told me about your literary talent and praised you as a 'bandit in monk's robes'."

"Don't listen to him." Liu Zhenyun, who was always carefree, blushed when Jiang Xian said that.

After all, Jiang Xian is his literary idol and spiritual mentor.

"How about it, do you have any manuscripts?"

Jiang Xian asked with a smile, "I have just been transferred to People's Literature, and we are in need of good manuscripts right now. You can't keep it to yourself."

"Manuscript?"

Liu Zhenyun hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes, but I don't think it's good enough to be submitted to People's Literature. Can you wait a little longer?"

"Well, you bring it first, and I'll take a look and see if it can be used. If it feels okay, I'll help you modify it first, and we'll take a look at it later."

"Really?"

"Why am I joking with you?"

"I mean, you're so polite." Liu Zhenyun was flattered.

He said he was willing to revise the manuscript for me!Which writer wouldn’t dream of this?Now such a good thing has fallen on my head.

Liu Zhenyun couldn't help but wonder if there was smoke coming out of his ancestral grave.

Whoops.

The decision to join "Seahorse" was definitely the right one.

A familiar voice sounded in my mind.

"The synthesis path has been revealed for you:"

"【Beijing Youth】+【Replacement】= Novella "???""

(End of this chapter)