I really want to pounce

Chapter 61 In this materialistic world, only a meager fee can bring a touch of warmth

"For the record? Huh???"

Pu Jie was a little surprised. The instructor called him to the office and came up to ask him if he had filed.

"Nothing."

Wang Xiang looked unhappy: "This is your fault. A mature screenwriter must protect his intellectual achievements very well! He has no sense of copyright at all. What if he meets a selfish teacher who plagiarizes your script ideas?" manage?"

"It's because you are the instructor, I don't have to worry about it."

"Humph~"

Wang Xiang obviously liked it very much, the corners of his mouth curled up.

"You just met me. Our circle is very chaotic. What are you laughing at?"

Pu Jie put away his yy.

"Ahem, I think of happy things."

Wang Xiang glanced at him suspiciously, and continued: "Plagiarism happens from time to time, so you must be aware of copyright. Only by filing for the record can you prove that you came up with the script first, otherwise, if someone else files the script faster than you, you You will be a plagiarist!"

"Uh, is it that serious?"

"Of course! In the early years, I wrote a very creative movie script. I was very excited at the time. I asked the director to see if it could be shot. What happened? He took my script and registered the copyright that day, and became his It’s something! The press conference said that this is a self-written and self-directed movie!”

"Let's not talk about the matter of killing Chen Zhima and rotten millet. You must take it as a warning. Their works are not as good as yours, and they still remember to file them. How dare you show your works of this level?"

Pu Jie was a little ashamed, he also knew the operation of the world here, the script had to be filed in time, and there was no need to spend extra money.

But the script he wrote in two days on the weekend was due to be handed in on Monday, so he forgot it in a hurry.

"Be sure to pay attention next time. Eh? Teacher Wang, what do you mean by my script?"

Wang Xiang showed a smile, but quickly suppressed it, and said seriously: "I told you not to write that kind of nonsense essay, why do you keep writing more and more vigorously? Look at your script, the lines are in a mess ! It’s a good soft sci-fi script, but it’s an insult to the originality of this script if you make it into plain language!”

"Ah this!"

Sure enough, the lines were not good. After Pu Jie finished writing, he faintly felt that his level was not enough. The adapted version was not as concise and interesting as the original lines.

This is because the level is not good. Even if you have such a good idea in your head, you can only remember a few classic lines, which obviously cannot support a movie.

It was as if he wanted to copy "A Chinese Journey to the West: The Marriage of the Great Sage", and only memorized a few lines in it.

[There was once a sincere love in front of me, but I didn't cherish it.Only regret it when you lose it]

[The person I like is a hero of the world, one day he will step on the clouds of seven colors to marry me.I guessed the beginning, but I can't guess the ending...]

【You look like a dog. 】

Are these words okay?

great!
But can it hold up a movie alone?

Obviously not.

This is the problem with Pu Jie's script. His writing style cannot catch up with the originality of the script.

Wang Xiang saw it at a glance.

"Sure enough, it's Mr. Wang. My script is really not mature enough, but I feel that my current writing style has reached this point, and I don't know how to improve it."

The corners of Wang Xiang's mouth curled up at this moment.

"That's why I called you into the office, and I'm going to help you revise the script."

"Huh? You?"

"Come on, this is a contract, sign it, and we will be co-writers."

"You want to finish this script with me yourself? Then isn't my line?"

"It's on the teacher, do you understand what a gold medal screenwriter is! (Tactical back.jpg)"

"Nice critic, Mr. Wang!"

Pu Jie signed the contract directly, he was the first editor, and Wang Xiang was the second editor.

It said that the proportion of Pu Jie's work in this script is higher, while Wang Xiang's is slightly lower, but if it is made into a movie, both names will appear on the film, with Pu Jie in the front and Wang Xiang in the back.

Tangtang is a gold medal screenwriter who is willing to be a small writer.

Pu Jie was so moved that he almost cried.

This is the teacher!
Be a teacher!

The tutors of those black students' research achievements are not sons of man!
After the signing, the two chatted a lot. Wang Xiang was full of praise for the script of "The Man From Earth".

"This is definitely the best script for a low-budget movie! With the script we changed, director? Even a leash dog shouting 'Crack!' will do, and we're going to win an award when it's done! "

Wang Xiang was very excited. After retiring to the second line, he was rarely so excited. He earned a lot of money and had a high status in the circle.

Now write something, just to win prizes.

So some major directors of commercial films asked him to write scripts, even if they offered a generous price, he would not even watch them.

It's better to change those childish scripts for his students.

"Is Teacher Wang's script so good?"

"Yes! There must be! There are stories that rely purely on dialogue, and there are also low-cost science fiction stories without special effects. This kind of story that purely relies on dialogue to show a sci-fi core is still the only one based on my years of experience!"

"Especially Wang Mang's idea, it's absolutely amazing! The emperor who is most like a time traveler in history, you gave him a reasonable explanation of his identity. When a person has experienced enough and has great knowledge, then he will gain a vision that transcends the times. ! So Wang Mang is not a time traveler, but an immortal, this idea is absolutely amazing!"

"But Qin Shihuang's. The logic is not too hard, and there are too many long-winded vernacular in the lines. I will modify it for you and deal with the beginning of the conflict in the second act, and"

After signing the contract, Wang Xiang chatted with Pu Jie about his views on the script.

Pu Jie also benefited a lot.

Convert the audio-visual images in his mind into a script. He has a lot of knowledge, and he still has a lot to learn.

The matter of the script has been finalized, and the two will work together to polish the script until it reaches an award-winning level.

Wang Xiang was very excited, like a new year.

The last time I was so excited was when I took the little blue pill.

The day after Pu Jie came back from the tutor was the day when Qi Dian paid the manuscript fee.

Pu Jie got off to a good start last month.

But he was still a little worried, what if something went wrong this month?
He was terrified of being backstabbed by some brain-boosting monsters. The last book was written like that, and he was blown up in embarrassment.
I always feel like a knife is stuck in my back while I'm asleep.

When it comes to the payment of the manuscript, this feeling becomes stronger!
"Damn Xiaoxing, you even made a recommendation for me. I have to suffer the pain of improving my grades again in the past two days."

In this materialistic world, only a meager manuscript fee can bring him a little warmth.

Writer Assistant app, open.

(End of this chapter)