Listening to Li Hanxiang's feeble voice, Lin Chaoyang looked apologetic.

"Director Li, I really didn't mean to go against you, I did it for the good of the movie..."

Li Hanxiang waved his hand, with a look of dejection on his face, "I know, I don't blame you. In fact, you are right. It was me who said I wanted to make a historical blockbuster and reflect the suffering of the nation, but I thought

I want a rich sense of history, but at the same time I can’t get rid of the bad habits I had in making movies in the past.”

"Alas!" He sighed, feeling that his body had recovered a lot. He sat upright and looked at Lin Chaoyang with complicated eyes.

"Chaoyang..."

Li Hanxiang had always called Lin Chaoyang "Mr. Lin" before, but suddenly he changed his title, and the relationship immediately became closer.

"What you just said is actually correct. I am too greedy. I not only want to attract more viewers to the cinema and have a high box office, but also want to use movies to reflect profound historical lessons and national tragedies."

"Director Li, this cannot be called greedy. Every director hopes to produce a work that is both popular and well-received.

And there is no conflict between high box office and high reputation. Aren’t we doing everything now to make good movies?”

Li Hanxiang's state just now shocked him. Now his tone is gentle and his attitude is gentle, and he is no longer as unruly as before.

The old comrade traveled thousands of miles north to make a film, which really made him angry. Lin Chaoyang himself felt bad that others did not hold him accountable.

"Yes, everyone is here for the movie." Li Hanxiang murmured, his eyes gathered light, and he looked at Lin Chaoyang, "You have your own unique insights in drama creation, where do you think your script is okay?

Improve it a little more?"

Um?

Lin Chaoyang immediately became vigilant after hearing this.

"Perfecting the script is your business, the director, and I will cooperate with you."

Li Hanxiang's eyes narrowed, this kid is too difficult to deal with!

He threatened in a low voice: "Aren't you afraid that I will fire you?"

"Anyway, I've finished writing the script. You can fire me, but the royalties have to be paid first." Lin Chaoyang still said the same thing.

Li Hanxiang sighed helplessly, finding such a screenwriter for his movie really made him love and hate him at the same time.

What I love is Lin Chaoyang's talent, the script is written well and quickly, making it difficult to suppress the admiration in my heart; what I hate is that this kid is stubborn and arrogant, and a screenwriter actually wants to become a director.

"You kid..." Li Hanxiang gritted his teeth.

Lin Chaoyang was afraid that he would pass by again, so he immediately softened his tone and said: "Anyway, I have finished writing the script. You can change it how you want. Just don't let me change it."

Lin Chaoyang argued with him just now, and Li Hanxiang held his breath in his heart. He thought that he had been filming movies for most of his life, but he was silenced by a screenwriter who was younger than his son. In his heart, apart from Lin Chaoyang's opposition to him,

The dissatisfaction is more about losing face.

At this moment, Lin Chaoyang changed his attitude and said that he would change it himself. Li Hanxiang was a little undecided again.

What Lin Chaoyang retorted to him just now was not unreasonable. He was angry, but his sense was still there, so he had no choice but to say: "You are the screenwriter, and I spent money on it."

These directors are so hypocritical!

After all, he was paid to do things. After thinking about it, Lin Chaoyang took a step back and said, "I can change it, but the structure of the script cannot be changed."

Li Hanxiang felt that he had slowly figured out Lin Chaoyang's temper. This guy was a docile donkey. He couldn't choke, he had to go along with it.

"Okay, I'll just change a few scenes." Li Hanxiang agreed happily.

After a heated argument and exchanges, Lin Chaoyang and Li Hanxiang became much closer.

However, Lin Chaoyang also discovered Li Hanxiang's little thoughts, and from time to time he included his own personal information in the script, and the two of them had a lot of quarrels over this.

That morning, when Shi Kuan entered the room, Lin Chaoyang was quarreling because Li Hanxiang couldn't help but add scenes to the emotional drama between Xianfeng and Cixi.

"This movie can't be made! Those who know you are the screenwriter I invited, but those who don't know think you are the living ancestor I invited!"

Li Hanxiang threw the script angrily to express his dissatisfaction with Lin Chaoyang.

Lin Chaoyang didn't care if he lost his temper. He had gotten used to it these days. He drank a sip of tea calmly and waited for Li Hanxiang's anger to subside before coming to talk to him about the script again.

Not only Lin Chaoyang, but also Shi Kuan was used to the noisiness between the two, and he poured a cup of tea for Li Hanxiang with a smile.

"Calm down, calm down. It's just a change of script. Isn't it a pleasure to work together!"

"You call this happiness? This is happiness?"

Li Hanxiang's eyebrows were thick and angry, with the tendency to stand upright. He was very powerful. He questioned Shi Kuan loudly, as if he was venting his dissatisfaction.

Shi Kuan had a smile on his face, but his heart was numb.

What are you shouting at me? You have the ability to take care of that kid!

He tried to persuade Li Hanxiang a few words, but when he saw that the other party was still angry, Shi Kuan ignored him and said to Lin Chaoyang: "Chaoyang, your lover is here and is in your room."

As soon as he heard that Tao Yushu was here, Lin Chaoyang's originally calm face burst into a smile, "Why is she here?"

"It's something that happened, so you go and take a look first."

"Okay." Lin Chaoyang couldn't wait to go out.

Li Hanxiang looked at his back and snorted coldly, obviously still angry in his heart.

Shi Kuan couldn't help but joked: "How about it? It feels bad to dig a hole for yourself, right?"

Shi Kuan had originally helped Li Hanxiang contact the playwright Yang Chunbin, but after Li Hanxiang read "The First Floor in the World" written by Lin Chaoyang, he urged him to invite him to write the script for his movie.

Good thing now, we have found someone, but that guy's temper is even worse than that of the great director Li Hanxiang.

Li Hanxiang wants to change the content of the script, which is like asking grandpa to sue grandma. He is really asking for trouble.

Facing Shi Kuan's sarcasm, Li Hanxiang gritted his teeth and had to finish the meal he wanted with tears in his eyes.

"What kind of hole are you digging? I'm fine! You know what? I changed two of his scenes today!"

When speaking, Li Hanxiang did not forget to stretch out his fingers to emphasize his tone, showing off a bit.

Shi Kuan saw that Li Hanxiang, a great director, was so happy after being tortured by Lin Chaoyang because he changed two scenes, and he couldn't help but admire Lin Chaoyang in his heart.

Apart from anything else, just being able to make a great director like Li Hanxiang look like this is not an ordinary person.

"So, the screenwriter must listen to the director." Shi Kuan said angrily.

Li Hanxiang glared at him unhappily, thinking he couldn't hear it, right?

After coming out of Li Hanxiang's room, Lin Chaoyang eagerly returned to his room.

"Morning sun!"

Tao Yushu fell into his arms as soon as she saw him. During this period, Lin Chaoyang was in the hotel room revising the script. The co-production company at the unit helped to ask for leave. The couple did not see each other for a week.

After chatting with each other for a while, Lin Chaoyang asked: "Why are you here today?"

"In the past few days, my family first received a letter from Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House, saying that it wanted to publish a collection of several of your short stories and short stories. I originally planned to wait for you to come back before telling you.

As a result, Li Shuguang from the Humanities Society came over yesterday and said that they also planned to publish your book "Lai Zi's Summer".

I thought I might as well come and talk to you so as not to delay things."

It was no surprise that the Humanities Society would publish "Lai Zi's Summer". Zhu Changsheng had mentioned to him before that it was an unexpected surprise that the Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House would publish a collection of novels for him.

"What did the Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House say?" Lin Chaoyang asked.

Tao Yushu took out the letter from his pocket and said, "Read it yourself."

Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House was founded in the 1950s and is a large and influential publishing house nationwide. Story Club, a popular literary magazine that has been best-selling for decades, is a subsidiary of Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House.

publication.

They wrote this time saying that they wanted to publish a collection of novels for Lin Chaoyang. Unfortunately, Lin Chaoyang's "Little Shoes" and "Wreaths Under the Mountain" have signed publishing contracts with other publishing houses, and they are temporarily unable to authorize them to Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House.

Publishing House.

Since it is a collection of short and medium stories, only "The Wrangler", "Qiu Ju's Lawsuit" and "Parental Love" can be published. It would be a bit weak to call it a collection of novels.

Lin Chaoyang wrote a letter on the spot to the Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House explaining the situation and declined their request.

As for the Humanities Society's request to publish "Lai Zi's Summer", Lin Chaoyang used the hotel phone to call Li Shuguang of the Humanities Society on the spot, agreed to their request for publication, and promised to go to the Humanities Society after finishing the script during this period.

Social contract.

After finishing the business, Tao Yushu asked: "Chaoyang, the autumn harvest in my hometown is over now, and now it's almost winter. What are you going to do with your parents? You wrote to your parents before, but they didn't respond.

"

Lin Chaoyang was busy with the script recently and almost forgot about it. He patted his head and said, "Look at my memory."

He thought deeply and said: "They are afraid of causing trouble to us. I will definitely not be able to invite them by writing a letter. I will go back to my hometown to pick them up. We don't have the time. If not, I will call them first to urge them."

Tao Yushu nodded, "That's fine."

"By the way, Li Tuo brought someone here the day before yesterday. Seeing that you were not there, he came back disappointed."

Lin Chaoyang couldn't help but laugh when he thought about the scene where Li Tuo excitedly brought people to his house for dinner, but was turned away.

"He really treats our house as a canteen."

Tao Yushu smiled and said: "This shows that your craftsmanship is good. They have recognized your craftsmanship."

Lin Chaoyang shook his head and said: "The more you know, the more you can do."
To be continued...