Daddy Academy

Chapter 403 Depressed
After Zhang Tan left, He Miao randomly flipped through "Latent" without looking at it carefully, put it in his bag, and continued to work on the work at hand until he got off work, but his daughter called and hoped that he would go early tonight When she went home for dinner, she cooked the dishes herself.

He Miao has a 16-year-old daughter who is in the first year of high school. He is usually very precious. When he heard that his daughter had cooked dishes for the first time, he immediately packed up his things happily and left work with his bag.It wasn't until after dinner in the evening when the family of three sat in the living room watching TV that he remembered the script of Zhang Tan in his bag.The script will be discussed tomorrow, and he wants to read it in advance, although he is more interested in Cao Wen or Wang Liangcheng.

Zhang Tan is a new screenwriter in the company with great potential. He has to pay attention to the two dramas in a row that have become huge hits.

After talking to his wife and daughter, he came to the study and found a stack of printed A4 paper with two large characters on the cover: "Latent".

Just by looking at the name He Miao, I guessed that this drama will be completely different from Cao Wen and Wang Liangcheng's. After watching it, it turns out that this is a story about an underground party!My heart is even more pessimistic.Although it was not explicitly stated before that this type of script is not required, looking at the Chinese anti-Japanese war films, this type of film is very small. The year before last was still the same as the year before the year before. It hit the market, the ratings were dismal, and after that, almost no one voted for it. Zhang Tan chose such a script, and the risk itself was very high.

With preconceived ideas, He Miao spent more than ten minutes quickly browsing through the script of "Latent". I have to say that this is a wonderful story. Even though Zhang Tan has never written this type of book before, the foundation is there. Not bad.

He Miao put down his notebook, frowned and thought.

His daughter opened the door and came in, calling him to chat.

A smile bloomed on He Miao's pensive face, leaving aside the troubles in his heart for the time being, and chatting with his daughter while watching TV.

The next day, He Miao sent the three scripts to relevant personnel, and organized a script seminar in the afternoon to determine which script to use in the end.

Including He Miao himself in the conference room, there are 7 people in total, so that the results can be divided out when voting.

The team members include Lao Liu, who specializes in leading new screenwriters. Back then, both Zhang Tan and Jiang Rong came out under his leadership.

In addition, there are Zhu Ruopu, the director of the film and television department, and Cai Yonglai, the deputy director...

The staff sent two printed scripts to all the participants again, and He Miao introduced the general situation of the project at the same time.

"Only these two scripts?" Lao Liu casually flipped through Cao Wen's scripts and asked He Miao who was sitting across from him.

He Miao paused for a moment before saying, "Only these two copies."

Old Liu nodded, but didn't make a sound.He had heard that Zhang Tan also participated in this competition, but now he didn't even read the script.He doesn't know the specific situation inside, so he can't say much. In fact, he really wants to read Zhang Tan's book. As for the two copies at hand, Cao Wen and Wang Liangcheng are good screenwriters with solid basic skills. The film has proven itself and is trustworthy.

However, he wants to see what Zhang Tan can bring him. Cao Wen and Wang Liangcheng's books are good books, but they can't surprise him. Both the writing technique and the core of the story are very mature. Also very traditional.

He has been a screenwriter for decades, and this kind of books can no longer impress him.

Although Lao Liu is old, he has cutting-edge thinking, a young mind, and is willing to accept new ideas. This is the main reason why the company asked him to bring new screenwriters.

After He Miao's voice fell, someone at the meeting glanced at Lao Liu. In fact, it was not only he who had such doubts, but they also had them.As the company's core screenwriters, of course they knew that three screenwriters were invited to write the script for this project, but now they only got two scripts, what about Zhang Tan's?Or did Zhang Tan fail to write it well and was automatically eliminated?

"It's like this." In the quiet meeting, Minister Zhu Ruopu said, "Let me explain. Everyone should have heard that this project invited three screenwriters, except Cao Wen, the author of the two scripts in his hand. With Wang Liangcheng, and Zhang Tan."

Everyone looked at him.

Zhu Ruopu continued: "But now I only see two copies of the notebook. It's not that Zhang Tan didn't write it. He also wrote a notebook. Both He Miao and I read it. It's pretty good, but unfortunately, there are other important projects for him to write. To do it, he has no skills at all, after we weighed it, we decided to let him focus on a new project, and we will choose one between Cao Wen and Wang Liangcheng for this project.”

He Miao continued, "I didn't think carefully about this matter, which made Zhang Tanbai busy. I've already explained it to him, and he also understands that it's his consent not to participate in this project."

Everyone discussed for a while, and they were actually very curious about what new project Zhang Tan should be, but Zhu Ruopu and He Miao didn't take the initiative to say anything, because they thought it might need to be kept secret, so they didn't ask further.

After this episode, the meeting entered the normal procedure.

At the same time, in Zhang Tan's office, Jiang Rong was aggrieved by what happened to him. If he lost in the script, he would be happy and happy, but now he is not even qualified to participate in the competition, which makes people angry.

"Zhang Tan, are you really planning to shoot "The Hidden Corner 2"?" Jiang Rong asked.

"The company has this kind of plan." Zhang Tan said, "The Hidden Corner" is so popular now, it's not surprising to shoot a sequel, but it's strange not to shoot it.

"But I think "The Hidden Corner" has already been written, and I will shoot the second one to destroy the classic."

"It's just a name, the story can be another one."

"How to listen to what you mean, are you happy?"

"I haven't made up my mind yet, it doesn't matter whether I like it or not, but you know me, it's just that bad money is not my style, even if I really want to make a second film, there will definitely be innovations."

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After get off work in the afternoon, Zhang Tan met Cao Wen again.He got out of the elevator, and the other party entered the elevator. Last time Zhang Tan took the initiative to say hello, but Cao Wen didn't know him and didn't respond. This time he was the one who took the initiative.

"Get off work?" Cao Wen asked with a smile.

"Yes, congratulations, Mr. Cao." Zhang Tan responded positively.

Cao Wen said with a reserved smile: "Thank you, let's communicate together next time when we have time."

The two chatted briefly, one came home from get off work, and the other took the elevator to He Miao's office.

Seeing him coming, He Miao stood up with a smile to congratulate him.

At the script review meeting in the afternoon, Cao Wen's script was selected at 5:2.

As soon as he heard the news, Cao Wen rushed over, not only to thank and accept congratulations, but more importantly, to meet the director and producer.

Although the project has not yet been officially approved, the three of them will start to prepare for the preliminary work, including drafting the project approval report.

After a while, two people entered the office one after another, He Miao closed the door, and a new project began to hatch.

Zhang Tan drove back to Huangjia Village, turned into the small restaurant "Koufu Xinfu" in the alley, had a simple dinner, and walked home. After walking to the boundary of the little red horse, he heard the sound of a child in the evening wind. singing.

Through the fence, he saw seven or eight children surrounded by the yard, and one of them was singing happily with a microphone, and every sentence he sang would end with "duck".

As the weather warmed up, the karaoke I bought last fall was moved out, and it was a good time for the children to show off their singing skills.

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(End of this chapter)