Chapter 194 Spy War ([-]-in-[-])

The 80s was an era of fireworks and poetry. It was open and inclusive, full of feelings, free of thought, and full of flowers.

That year Jiang Wei was successfully admitted to the History Department of Qufu Normal University.

At that time, scar literature was in the ascendant, and students were obsessed with it in their spare time. While they were grieving your sorrow, they were also scarring other people's scars.

The hazy poetry represented by Bei Dao and Shu Ting made them see hazy things, such as hazy mountains, hazy trees, and the humming of autumn insects.

Jiang Wei was so hazy that he almost fell in love with poetry creation. Especially after he fell in love with a senior student in the Chinese Department, the situation became more and more out of control.

He and several senior students even used wax tablets to mimeograph their collection of poems and sent them to the senior student in the Chinese Department.

The senior sister took a look and saw that it was a bird.

There is no white gauze skirt swaying in the wind, there is no love and care between flowers and moonlight, and there is no heart that will never change after the sea is gone, it is just nonsense.

You must be sick.

So the relationship between sister and brother was completely broken before they had time to get in touch with each other.

Probably due to a serious emotional injury, Jiang Wei has been unable to recover since then, and has gone further and further down the road of being a scumbag.

Graduation is approaching, love has not been settled, academic performance is not good, and work assignment has become a problem.

I finally got a job as a librarian in the library of Shandong Normal University and stayed there for seven years.

The ridiculous seven years were spent going to work, drinking, and bragging with friends.

Life seems to be going well, but the end can be seen at a glance.

In order to kill his loneliness, he wrote novels, essays, and poems, and sporadically appeared in newspapers, but they were all small and insignificant.

His only consolation was that being a librarian was a relatively light job.

Coupled with his habit of arriving late and leaving early, he spent a lot of time reading when he was lonely.

Because he likes movies, he has read almost all the movie scripts in the library.

He watched with gusto all Hollywood and German classic films, as well as films from Maozi and North Korea.

Then he realized it and found a new direction in life.

In 1993, he got his wish and was admitted to the BJ Directing Department.

I graduated from graduate school in 96 and returned to teach in the directing department a year later.

Three years of theoretical study have allowed him to understand what directing is like, and he is naturally eager to have practical opportunities.

But the reality is cruel, no production company will give a film to a newcomer like him.

There is no perfect road for everyone. When God closes a door, he will open a window for you.

There is no hope for the director at the moment, but his talent in writing and adapting has been discovered first.

Later, "Let Love Make the Call" was about marriage and love, "Don't Talk to Strangers" was about domestic violence, and "Silent Witness" and "The Fog" were about criminal psychology and psychology.

Being able to write and direct, he gradually gained a foothold in the industry, but it was not enough.

By chance, he came across a spy short story.

"beep"

The horn honked and the taxi slowly stopped in front of the seafood restaurant.

After a while, an elegant middle-aged man got out of the car. He looked to be in his forties, with a square face, wearing a pair of old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses, and carrying a black briefcase in his hand.

Jiang Wei raised his hand to hold the frame of the mirror gently, with a somewhat stern look on his face. He glanced at the scorching sun, shook his collar, and walked into the store.

"Teacher Jiang." A call came from not far away. The voice was clear and sounded young.

He turned around and saw a tall young man wearing a three-piece mask and glasses standing under a tree on the side of the road, waving to him.

The loose white T-shirt on his body was soaked, and it looked like he had been waiting for a long time.

He squinted his eyes and looked up and down, then hesitated and said, "Lu Yuan?"

"Teacher Jiang, it's me." Under the tree, Lu Yuan took off his sunglasses and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The two went to the same school, and the elder Jiang Wei was a professor in Nortel's directing department. It would not be an exaggeration to call him "teacher."

Jiang Wei's voice was gentle and slightly deep: "Why don't you wait inside? It's such a hot summer."

"Well, I wanted to see you as soon as possible, but I was worried that you wouldn't be able to find a place."

"Hahaha, you kid." Jiang Wei laughed.

The two walked into the store while chatting, and entered the box under the guidance of the waiter.

When the dishes were all served, Jiang Wei Yile said, "Wang Jinsong is so kind to you. He even told you what I like to eat."

He loves seafood and knows the taste and flavor of all kinds of seafood very well. The hairy crabs, shrimps and oysters on the table are obviously carefully prepared.

Lu Yuan was not upset when his thoughts were discovered, and he complimented: "The teacher said you are a great talent, what if you don't like me? It took me a long time to teach you some external moves, but you were seen through without even thinking about it." .”

This is true or false. There are many great talents in the circle, it's just flattery, but Wang Jinsong is really full of praise for the quality of the script.

Jiang Wei was self-aware, sighed, and said bitterly: "What kind of talent is useless? You can't even find a male lead if you lurk."

He didn't bother Qiao and told him his recent troubles.

Last year his producer friend recommended a short story by writer Long Yi to him.

The novel is very short, only [-] words from beginning to end, but it made his blood boil and he was amazed by it.

I immediately decided to adapt this novel into a TV series. However, the original novel was too short. If it were adapted into a film and television, it would only be possible to film one episode at most.

So he spent 10 months expanding this short story into a 40-word script.

When he was writing the script, he already had the male and female protagonists in mind. His favorite was Zhu Yuanyuan for the female lead, and Xin Baiqing for the male lead.

When filming officially started, he had a conflict with producer Zhang Jing over the selection of the male lead.

His ideal Yu Zecheng is Xin Baiqing, but Zhang Jing disagrees. She thinks Li Mengjie is more suitable. The two have serious differences of opinion and neither can convince the other.

Finally, the crew found Xin Baiqing and Li Yujie respectively.

When he found Xin Baiqing, it happened that his lover Zhu Yuanyuan was pregnant. Xin Baiqing wanted to take care of Zhu Yuanyuan at home, so he quit acting with Jiang Wei.

I contacted Li Yujie again, but due to scheduling issues, we couldn't reach an agreement.

Therefore, the actor has not been decided yet.

A few days ago, he went back to Nortel to have dinner with Vice Dean Wang Jinsong. He was in a irritable mood and complained a little. Unexpectedly, the other party proposed on the spot that his students should try it out.

That's how today's meeting came about.

After listening to his explanation, Lu Yuan filled a glass of wine and said with a smile, "Teacher Jiang, what do you think of me?"

Jiang Wei took a sip from the wine glass and smacked his lips: "Are you telling the truth?"

"Look at what you said. I am your student in terms of seniority, so there is nothing I can't say." Lu Yuan laughed.

Jiang Wei also laughed, stretched out his index finger, and said: "First, you are so handsome, while Yu Zecheng is more ordinary. You are very different from the character in appearance."

He extended his middle finger again: "Second, you are too expensive and our crew can't afford it. This is the main reason." Seeing that Lu Yuan was neither sad nor happy, but only nodded slightly, he secretly praised in his heart, and then said: "Looks like On the other hand, the script can be modified. Zhao Baogang was able to ask Lu Yi to star in Harbin at Night, which shows that the trend of film and television dramas is to focus on idolization. I will not be stubborn and must choose a mediocre-looking male lead. As for the salary, it depends on your ideas. .”

He has watched several of Lu Yuan's dramas. This kid has great acting ability, Wang Jinsong has always boasted about it, and he is well-known, so he is indeed a suitable candidate.

After speaking, he took out a document from his bag: "This is the outline of the script, take a look at it."

Lu Yuan stood up and took it, sat down and read through it slowly.

Jiang Wei didn't disturb him, just ate the oysters slowly and occasionally took a sip of wine.

When Lu Yuan was reading the script, he was also secretly wondering in his heart, what exactly is it about this drama that deserves Wang Jinsong's praise.

When Lao Wang told him that this was a spy drama, his first reaction was that the old thief wanted to harm him.

The market for spy dramas has been too chaotic in the past few years. There should not be too many shoddy products. Actors will fall into trouble if they are not careful.

I don’t know when domestic dramas started to develop a bad habit of filming whatever subject matter is popular.

In 2006, The Conspiracy was a hit in ratings, which led to more and more producers following suit.

There has been a wave of espionage drama craze in the market, one after another being released, it feels like espionage dramas are flying all over the place.

Although the popularity of the subject matter has not diminished in the past two years, it has not entered a recession like costume dramas.

But it is undeniable that domestic spy dramas are facing a series of problems and challenges.

Both the plot setting and plot development appear weak and boring.

Many plots are stacked with a large number of routine elements, lacking novelty and depth, and it is easy for the audience to feel aesthetic fatigue.

The deep meaning of filming a spy war drama is to show naked humanity, to show the distortion and suffering of each character's personality and emotions in the war, and to use the growth process of these individual lives to deeply think about the war.

But the current situation is that some crews have adopted perfunctory production methods in order to compete for ratings and market share.

The quality of the script is not up to standard. Although the cast is strong, the characters are not well developed. Jin Yu is a mess, and even the historical research and scene construction appear to be rushed.

The box was very quiet, except for the "tsk tsk" sound Jiang Wei made when he drank liquor, and the only sound was the occasional page turning of the script.

As he understood the plot, Lu Yuan gradually understood why Wang Jinsong valued this drama so much.

Lurking is indeed different from those charming bitches on the market.

In spy stories, the setting of fake couples is not unique or innovative.

But it's rare to see such a huge contrast between the two characters.

Yu Zecheng is a gentle scholar, while Cuiping is a wild and rude country woman.

Two people from different worlds insist on living under the same roof.

Not only do they pretend to have an intimate relationship, but they also have to perform tasks together, bump into each other, and quarrel endlessly. I think there will be a different kind of sparks.

In many spy dramas, the characters often follow the story. As a result, the characters cannot stand up and the story collapses.

On the contrary, it can be seen that Jiang Wei has put a lot of effort into the character.

There are no traditional gunfights, chases, or explosions in the play. Instead, there are only interlocking plot designs, psychological wrestling, and contests of wisdom among the agents.

Mostly a good story.

About half an hour later, Lu Yuan rubbed his sore eyes and said, "I accepted this drama."

Jiang Wei tentatively asked, "What do you think about the remuneration?"

The total potential investment is around 2000 million. He also learned about it before coming here. Lu Yuan's current quotation is 13 per episode.

If calculated based on the market price, he alone can cover a quarter of the total investment.

Taking into account the acting fees, director fees, shooting and production fees of other actors, the remaining post-production publicity expenses are basically very few.

Lu Yuan waved his hand: "The remuneration is negotiable, but there is one requirement. I want the online broadcast rights of this drama."

Jiang Wei was stunned for a moment and said, "Okay, I will discuss your request with the producer."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Lu Yuan also took out a document and handed it over.

Putting down the oyster, he wiped his hands and took it. He saw the word "cliff" written on the title page. He said blankly: "This is it?"

Lu Yuan smiled sheepishly and explained: "My dad used to be a history teacher and liked to write short stories. This one is also a spy story. Although it only has an outline, I think it is pretty good. I hope the teacher can give me some advice."

Jiang Wei did not doubt his presence, nodded and looked silently.

For the next half hour, he laughed from time to time, stood up when he felt interested, walked around the box as if no one else was around, and yelled when he saw something exciting.

Lu Yuan turned a deaf ear, picked up a piece of shrimp with chopsticks, and dipped it in some sauce. The tender shrimp meat touched the tip of his tongue, making it springy and crispy.

He looked at Jiang Wei's table again, where there were many oysters, and shook his head, Old Jiang is not good.

"Snapped!"

The outline was slapped on the table. Jiang Wei was holding the table with both hands, his face was red from suppressing it, his eyebrows were twisted into knots, and even the veins on his arms could be clearly seen.

His eyes flashed and he said, "Let's discuss it. How about letting me film the subsequent plot after it's perfected."

Cliff is also a fake couple, but different from Lurking.

Lu Yuan smiled. Before coming, he had made preparations for this meeting.

It wouldn't matter if the interview went well, but if Jiang Wei hesitated, then he planned to use this drama to bait him, but he didn't agree as quickly as he thought.

This made him even more sure of one thing. The story that happened in the dream could be made into a movie and TV series, which seemed to be pretty good.

It's not an illusion, the talented screenwriter confirmed his idea.

He smiled and nodded: "Of course, no problem."

"When do you plan to shoot? Do you have a plan?" Jiang Wei asked next, quite eagerly.

Then he patted his head again and said suddenly: "No, it's too urgent. Let's finish filming the lurking first. The cliff still needs to be polished."

He asked again: "When can I talk to your father?"

Lu Yuan turned his head and coughed, and said in a hoarse voice: "My dad doesn't care about this now. The supermarket at home is too busy, so I have to take full responsibility."

"That's it, that's a pity." Jiang Wei shook his head regretfully.

Next, the two of them had a discussion about lurking while eating seafood.

When he was slightly tipsy, his cell phone rang, and Jiang Wei said hello and left the box.

"Hey, Hong Lei."

The name was somewhat familiar. Lu Yuan closed his eyes and thought about it, but he had no clue.

A few minutes later, Jiang Wei opened the door again and said with a smile: "A friend heard from somewhere that I was looking for a leading actor and wanted to read the script, but I refused."

After sitting down, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Where did you just talk about?"

Lu Yuan raised his glass: "Tell me whether Yu Zecheng should love Cuiping or not."

Jiang Wei pretended to be mysterious: "Guess!"

(End of this chapter)

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