Another World Under My Pen

"Lack of money? When did Xiaopeng lack money?"

He took a bite of the apple and lay on the sofa lazily with a big belly, Sun Ya turned around and took a piece of chicken cake from his mother's arms and put it in her mouth, and said vaguely: "I told you all How many times, don’t worry about the three theme parks of your nephew! The cost is too much, maybe it will grow to 200 billion Chinese currency in the end, but except for the three cities that will use land and various infrastructures to buy shares. Besides, the main funds came from financial companies, film companies, and cultural companies. Sun Peng didn’t get much money back and forth!"

"Hmph, I don't know what this kid thinks!"

After listening to her daughter’s words, the mother next to her frowned, and instantly forgot the question Sun Qicheng wanted to ask just now. She complained: "Those movie scripts are good, as well as the original game company, and the current one. Theme parks always hand over the leadership to others, and only share some soup..."

"Mom, his name is Tangtangshuishui?"

After listening to her mother’s complaint, Sun Ya suddenly became a little bit dumbfounded: “I won’t talk about theme parks and game companies. Xiaopeng must have his own considerations, but those movie scripts... Xiaopeng just produced a script. The other film company pays for money and organizes the filming. It also has to screen roles and manage the subsequent publicity and distribution. How tired! In the end, Xiaopeng will have a large portion of the money he earned. You still think he has lost. ?"

"Okay, don't mess up!"

Sun Qicheng was also a little bit dumbfounded, and helplessly explained: "Xiao Peng can get 10% or 15% of the share of a script. How much does that account for the net profit point? If the kid really gets the bonus of the script, If film investment also accounts for the bulk of the investment, see who is willing to work with him? If the money is made for you, others will follow suit?"

"Tsk tusk, it sounds like you understand it!"

"Hey? I said you are..."

"Crack!"

Mom and Dad began to lift the bar, but Sun Ya was not surprised, and took a bite of the apple. Old kids, old kids, they are talking about regaining a part of their childlike innocence when they get older...Of course, in Sun Ya's view, it is obviously idle to restore childlike innocence!

Nothing to do, don't you just play around every day?

But she was also clean for a while, and soon Sun Qicheng brought the topic back again: "Xiaoya, what do you want to say to you, do you know? Since Xiaopeng is not short of fame and money, Why do you always have to write some commercial film scripts? And novels. Apart from the two sets of children's books, he hasn't written anything in the past two years, right?"

"Uh, this..."

After hesitating, Sun Ya didn't immediately answer Dad's question. But after thinking about it, Sun Ya patiently explained: "Dad, don't worry about the things in the movie. Xiaopeng now writes the script and doesn't consider how much fame and dividends he can bring to him. The considerations are greater and the content is more... For example, these three sci-fi movies this year, do you know that the combined overseas box office of these three has surpassed the sum of all other sci-fi movies in China?"

When he said this, he paused for a while, and Sun Ya continued: "And the Avengers, do you really think that Sun Peng is to make money, or to save his IP for those three theme parks?"

"Huh? Isn't it?"

After listening to his daughter, Sun Qicheng was taken aback.

"Hehe, of course not!"

After smiling, Sun Ya blinked and said: "In my opinion, the biggest reason is because China’s superhero movies are so bad and so bad that they didn’t even have one shot! So I finished the action. After movies, fantasy movies, cartoons, and science fiction movies, he began to turn his attention to superhero movies... Dad, in the Chinese movie circle, your nephew is now a real beacon!"

"...Is that so?"

Although a flash of pride flashed in his eyes, Sun Qicheng was still a little disappointed after listening to his daughter's words.

Yes, he has understood that what the nephew is doing now is very important, and it is also very helpful for China's movies. However, as a professor in the Department of Literature, the biggest regret of Lao Sun in his life is that he failed to write a good book-he knows how to write, and can tell the quality of a book, but he didn't publish it!

So when Sun Peng showed his head in martial arts novels, Sun Qicheng began to pin his hopes on him.

however……

After Sun Peng announced the closure of martial arts novels, he thought he would start writing something in-depth, but Sun Qicheng never expected that he turned his head and wrote a book of "Han Bo and Lingshi", one for children. The wizard novel!

Then, the little magician appeared.

The two series have not been finished yet, and he has written two more mystery novels and a science fiction novel!

Not only the themes are all those that can make a lot of money, but at the same time, in Sun Qicheng's opinion, the performance of his nephew in these books has been declining, and there is no martial arts novels of the year...especially "The Deer and the Ding" and "The Eight Dragons" "Aura shown when!

So at this time, the old man felt a little uncomfortable when he heard what his daughter said.

Sun Ya knows his father's thoughts very well, so after seeing the disappointment in his eyes, Sun Ya hesitated and suddenly said, "Dad, actually... Xiaopeng should be writing something big now. ."

"Huh? What?"

Squeezing his beard, Sun Qicheng asked casually.

"Haha, it's hard to say."

After thinking for a while, Sun Ya shook her head and smiled: "I also happened to come into his room once and saw him writing and drawing on paper. It seemed that he was making a very complicated relationship diagram, and there was a pretty copy next to it. Thick manuscript. But because the above things are a little unclear, and Sun Peng said it has nothing to do with work, I just asked casually."

"Huh? What did he say?"

Unconsciously, Sun Qicheng's curiosity was immediately hooked.

In fact, this is what Sun Ya said casually, and it was also what she saw in Sun Peng's place by accident, but I don’t know how, Sun Qicheng suddenly felt a very strange feeling, that is what her daughter said now. It seems very important!

"Crack!"

After taking the last bite, Sun Ya threw the remaining half of the apple into the trash can, carefully recalled the situation at the time, and then said with certainty: "I remember he said he was writing a book. A big book with a strange name, called "Another World in the Pen"..."

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