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Chapter Fourteen: Turning over the world

"Yeah, there are many people coming, and now I know how to pay attention to it."

Chen Tian was so excited that he thought about whether he should still be on the air, or climb down the pole. But he quickly threw his little thoughts out of the sky. He looked like a fan's passion as if he saw his idol, rushed over, shook hands with the visitor enthusiastically, and said, "Director Spielberg, you came in person. I am your super fan. I have carefully studied all your movies. I am really... flattered."

When I heard about the daytime incident, I thought this young Asian man was a rebellious person, but I didn't expect that he would get 80% of it as soon as he came out. Steven smiled and said, "Christmas, can I call you like this? We have known each other for a long time on the Internet and are very happy to see the real person."

"My honor, director."

Steven Spielberg introduced others, even lawyer Donny called him. Not to mention Robert Rodart, Toby Hawkins was there, as well as another producer of the film, Ian Bryce, and a new screenwriter's association staff member Carter.

The intention is self-evident.

"Christmas, I'm very sorry to hear about the daytime. You may not know much about Hollywood's working mode. Before a movie starts filming, you need to carefully craft the script and modify it to perfection. I was too anxious to shoot the movie. When you were not in the United States, I asked Mr. Robert Rodat as the script doctor. He had an idea before that to write the story of Normandy. In fact, I admired the script you wrote, but he had a bad temper and had a conflict when they met. I'm sorry."

"No, no, it doesn't matter, no need to apologize. In fact, I'm too extreme. Mr. Rodat, let me introduce myself again, Christmas Chen, from the Director Department of the Central Academy of Drama, is very happy to know you." He showed a very kind smile and took the initiative to shake hands with Robert. Regardless of whether the Jewish guy arranged to test him, he would pretend that the other party didn't know.

Robert Rodat forced a smile, and both sides shook hands to relieve their grudges.

"Okay, this is what men should do. Everyone sit down and talk about the serious matters?"

There is nothing to say about signing a contract. DreamWorks is willing to buy this script for 1 million yuan, but Chen Tian signed the script without even paying it back. 1 million yuan seems to be a lot, but you should know that the investment budget for this movie is 70 million, and the script investment is only 1.4% of the total investment. He knew that the script was Oscar-level and he would give it to any of the six major Hollywood companies, and he would not give up as long as he had a little vision. The bid for blockbuster scripts by large companies is the lowest level.

The agreement was finally signed, and the few people smiled more. "Are they still very tactful Chinese? Who said he was unruly?"

Ian Bryce raised his glass and said, "For everyone to have a drink for a happy cooperation."

"For the box office of the movie, for the Oscars, and for the Oscars to be the best director, for director Spielberg, do it!" Chen Tian looked stunned and shouted a toast and was bored. He thought to himself, "You are so pediatrician, and they have had three drinks in a row for us."

Everyone was stunned by his bold words, and Steven had a better impression of him, "Thank you in advance, Christmas, if you really win the award."

Chen Tiandu smiled honestly, "I believe in the director's strength and this script. Have I mentioned to you that I am a director student?"

"Yes, you said that your school is the most famous film and television talent school in China, and has also produced several major directors at European film awards. Zhang Yimou, Jiang Wen and others are all very good directors."

"Thank you, the director, still remember. The film industry in our country is still in its development stage, and the whole world envys the Hollywood filming model. You know that I am about to graduate this year, and all my directorial experience is planning and shooting three advertisements. Can you make a small request to let me follow the crew to help study? I can't get any salary."

There are also many "overlord terms" in the American screenwriter industry.

Screenwriters basically have no say, and they are at the mercy of the producer and director. The script modification must meet the standards required by the investors. Although screenwriters are the people who know the script the most, they have no say and can only follow the director's arrangements when selecting actors. However, once the script is modified and perfect, it cannot be changed in the future, and the screenwriters do not have to work with the crew. It is said that in the Korean market, in addition to being paid by screenwriters, almost twenty or thirty times that of Chinese screenwriters, the Korean screenwriters are also above the director. Directors cannot modify the screenwriters' scripts without authorization, and actors are also disrespectful to the writers... It is a strange country.

Americans obviously don’t understand the enthusiasm of the Chinese. “Are there people who are willing to work for nothing without paying their salaries?”

Steven was just a little stunned and agreed happily, "Of course, this is the best, we can't ask for it."

The Chinese guy was obviously overly enthusiastic, "Director, can you please check out the three commercials I filmed?"

"Now?" Steven wondered. In everyone's eyes, Chen Tiandu was completely like a rough and passionate young man at this moment, and he was a little overreacting.

"Of course, it's very convenient, please wait."

Chen Tian shrugged, took out his phone and pointed it at a TV that was playing music in front of the restaurant. Everyone didn't understand what he was doing, but the phone was quite trendy. Chen Tian just operated it a few times, grabbed a video file and threw it at the huge TV.

"Thuh~~" The music on the TV suddenly disappeared, replaced by a Chinese advertisement.

The first one to play was a mobile phone advertisement. Everyone was shocked. What kind of technology is this? Hacker? Or is it that Chinese mobile phones have developed to this level? But it is very taboo to ask about other people's privacy casually in the United States. Although they have doubts, they can only be bored with their minds. They guessed that Chen Tian should be the son of a technology group in China, or at least the kind of rich family at home.

The TV news suddenly disappeared and Chinese advertisements began to be played. The waiter wondered, thinking that the TV was broken.

"Hey man, get out of the way, don't block my signal." Chen Tian shouted. The waiter knew that the table was full of big shots, so he smiled and got out of the way.

The beautiful music quickly attracted everyone's attention to the TV. The one-minute advertisement was broadcast, which was not bad. The next toothpaste advertisement was another minute, which was okay. Canon's music sounded for four minutes, and this time, the few people smiled on their faces.

"Very good advertising, very creative." Steven commented with a smile.

"Thanks."

Old Chen said "shyly", "It's just the level of advertising."

When Robert Rodat saw this young man pretending to be cute and stupid, he quickly gained everyone's approval. He was even more angry and said, "Christmas, can you ask some questions about the script?"

"Of course, you have to ask one by one this time."

"Okay. Why do you need to write a story about World War II? Why don't you write about World War II in China?"

Chen Tiandu smiled and said, "I have written it. In fact, my first script is the story of World War II in China, which tells the hard love of a pianist in the war years. Unfortunately, my script is obviously not good enough, and no one is willing to invest so far, and later there was a story of World War II in the United States."

"The story of saving Private Ryan is very American. Does your story have a prototype?"

Chen Tian continued to smile, "I think there is, but I have never verified it. My grandmother is a French doctor and came to China for assistance during World War II. She should be a soldier of the US 101 Airborne Division...I am not sure. He may have learned that his brother of the 82nd Airborne Division was killed after capturing Karentan Bay. At the same time, another brother of his infantry division was also killed at the beach in Utah. Soon after, the third brother was shot down and missing on the China-Myanmar-India border in the same week, and he was basically dead because he was a member of the bomber crew. On the same day, Mrs. Nilan received three telegrams from her son's death. Fritz was the only surviving son in the family, so the army ordered him to be sent back to the country first."

"If you are interested, you can go and verify it. Of course, there are many fictional places in the script, such as members of the rescue team, the last part of the town offensive and defensive battle, etc.." During this process, he only mentioned his grandmother, and did not say that it was the story told by his grandmother, but made everyone subconsciously think that it was known from his French grandmother.

But every explanation is all the way, which makes everyone's expressions easier.
Chapter completed!
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