Chapter 109: The screenwriters are all old smoking guns

Director Wang left.

In the very simple room, only Huang Zhouyong and Shen Yun were left. The two stood at the same time, looking at each other at the same time. This eerie image lasted for several minutes.

Deputy Head Huang suddenly laughed, "The young man has good concentration. Come, pour your own water, sit down and have a good talk. ”

Shen Yun followed Huang Zhouyong's instructions and made tea for the two of them, and then sat upright on the chair. A pair of eyes looked at Huang Zhouyong without shying away, obviously hoping that Huang Zhouyong would raise the topic first.

Seeing Shen Yun's appearance, Huang Zhouyong smiled: "Don't be too restrained, you should just chat with an old man next door." Tell me first, what was the original intention for writing this novel, and why did you propose to make it into a TV series? ”

Speaking of this, Huang Zhouyong seemed to think of something, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Shen Yun got up and instantly broke Huang Zhouyong's memories.

"The original intention of the creation of the report is to make the majority of young people realize that the role of the military camp is not only to train soldiers to defend the motherland, but also to shape a person's strong character and cultivate a person's tenacious character. It is also a university that one cannot miss in one's life. ”

"As for the request to be filmed into a TV series, it is completely a political mission. The order I received was to provide propaganda materials for this year's conscription, and it is clear that TV dramas are the ideal way to promote the current way of life of young people. ”

Shen Yun's answer was sonorous and powerful, obviously with great confidence.

And this confidence is also completely out of his unselfish dedication to this task.

Huang Zhouyong looked at the young man in front of him, and suddenly felt that he seemed to have the characteristics of many characters in the book. Although it is not as simple and prominent as what is written in the book, it is more comfortable to mix it up.

With a smile, Huang Zhouyong raised his hand and pressed it weakly, motioning for Shen Yun to sit down.

"Don't be so nervous. As I said just now, we are just a descendant and gossip with the old man next door. I know what gossip is, that is, there is a match or not, and everything can be discussed. There should be no sense of distance from each other. Sit down and say. ”

Shen Yun was a little embarrassed and smiled stiffly. Then he sat back in his chair.

Seeing Shen Yun sit down, Deputy Head Huang nodded: "That's right." You kid, why weren't you so restrained when you made your request? Do you know that the Political Department of the Military Region spent two days and two nights with several cadres of our art troupe to read your book and hold a meeting to discuss it. ”

Seeing that Shen Yun was about to stand up again, Deputy Head Huang immediately signaled him not to move.

"Fortunately, your work is really well written. Even when I was reading it, I had the idea of being a soldier with a gun in battle. ”

Deputy Head Huang smiled heartily, obviously extremely satisfied with this book: "You also know that my requirements for TV series are very strict, so I don't want such an excellent work to be wasted." It's not the first work I've worked on, but it's the one I'm looking forward to the most as an executive producer. ”

Deputy Commander Huang's evaluation flattered Shen Yun, but when he was about to stand up and thank him, he found that Deputy Commander Huang was already looking at him, so he wanted to press him back again.

Touching the back of his neck in embarrassment, Shen Yun said very sincerely: "The affirmation of the leaders is the best reward for me. In the future, I will work hard and live up to the expectations of the chief. ”

"Okay, that's what you said. In that case, then you will be involved in the production of the TV series from beginning to end. And now the problem to face is the review of the script. Screenwriter Lao Ji is a treasure of our art troupe, and many of the works I participated in were from him. ”

Speaking of Lao Ji, Deputy Head Huang smiled, obviously he and Lao Ji had a very personal relationship.

"Chief, that's not good." Although Shen Yun doesn't know what the screenwriting industry is like, those who are engaged in writing work generally need a quiet and independent creative environment.

Just like him, when he copied this novel before, he was also immersed in ideas and recollections.

"What, I'm worried that Lao Ji doesn't like others to interfere in his creation?"

Deputy Head Huang saw through Shen Yun's careful thoughts: "You kid is a big ghost." To tell you the truth, the adaptation is not done by Lao Ji alone, but by five people. They have a clear division of labor, and everyone has something special. If you go, they will definitely welcome it, and the adaptation can be affirmed by the original author, which is also the biggest reward for them. ”

To paraphrase Shen Yun's words, Deputy Head Huang smiled.

Shen Yun smiled embarrassedly, hurriedly got up, and followed Deputy Head Huang out of the door. The screenwriter works in a large room on the second floor. Compared with Deputy Head Huang's office, the decoration of this room is much more luxurious.

Thick carpets, leather sofas, and several large bookshelves neatly arranged.

There are also a lot of calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, if you simply look at these, a strong cultural atmosphere comes to your face.

But the smell of smoke rushed into the nostrils of Deputy Head Huang and Shen Yun earlier than the cultural breath.

It seemed that he had long been accustomed to this appearance, Deputy Head Huang opened the door and dispersed the heavy smell of smoke, and then said: "You all pay attention to the impact, you see this smoke, if you don't know, you think it's on fire." ”

Instead of sitting on the couch, the first few people sat cross-legged on the carpet.

Hearing Deputy Head Huang's words, he happily pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray: "Lao Huang, you are here, come on, come on, sit down." Didn't you stay up all night and smoke a cigarette to lift your spirits? ”

Deputy Head Huang was not polite, dragged Shen Yun in, sat on the ground, and after watching Shen Yun salute, he introduced: "This little comrade is Shen Yun." You called him here at noon today, how about you show you what you have adapted to show them to others? ”

"Haha, now the ugly daughter-in-law is going to see her in-laws."

Regardless of whether Shen Yun was embarrassed, several people took out a stack of manuscript paper from their side, sorted it out by Lao Ji in the mouth of Deputy Head Huang, and then handed it to Shen Yun.

The easy-going attitude of several people flattered Shen Yun. I took the manuscript very respectfully, and read it very carefully in the expectant eyes of several people.

Unlike novels, the script already embodies the scene to a certain extent. So when Shen Yun read it, his mind had already compared them with the plots he had seen one by one. And because of this, Shen Yun's reading speed became slower and slower, and the few people sitting on the ground looked at Shen Yun sometimes nodding and sometimes frowning, and they couldn't help but feel a little nervous in their hearts.