"Old Jiang, after reading the synopsis of the story, you should know that this story may not be released after filming." Zhao Fusheng sighed, and said directly to Jiang Wen: "That's why I threw away the draft after I wrote a part of it." s reason."

Jiang Wen lowered his head, without saying a word, he took out a pack of cigarettes and handed one to Zhao Fusheng. Zhao Fusheng waved his hand: "I don't smoke."

"Oh." Jiang Wen nodded sullenly, put the cigarette in his mouth, took out the lighter, and with a snap, the flame ignited, and the cigarette was lit. As he inhaled, a wisp of smoke spread across Zhao Fu Sheng appeared in front of his eyes.

"To be honest, I knew your story at first glance. It must be another fucking banned film." Jiang Wen sighed, and after smoking half a cigarette, he smiled at Zhao Fusheng: "But I just can't help it." stay."

Zhao Fusheng laughed: "What's the matter, you can't control yourself?"

"Jiji?" Jiang Wen was taken aback, then laughed amused by Zhao Fusheng's accent, and a smile appeared on his serious face: "Yeah, I just can't control my own hand, I I just want to film this story so that people can see what it was like at that time."

Zhao Fusheng didn't say a word, he knew that, in comparison, Jiang Wen really made the film with the intention of making a movie, while he himself was simply for making money.

The starting point is different, so the ideas must be different.

Perhaps this is the gap between pragmatism and idealism, which is why Zhao Fusheng actually admires those fifth and sixth generation directors in China. Most of them have shot so-called banned films, and they also They all took the risk of destroying their future to send these films out for trial, so we can see such films as "The Devil Is Coming", "Blind Well", "17-year-old Bicycle", "Suzhou River", and "Platform".

Although some of them, or most of them compromised in this market in the end, this is not their fault, but the error of the times.

In many cases, we don't know the truth, but we don't have the courage to speak out.

"Old Jiang, if you want to take pictures, I can write this book for you, but I can guarantee that the things you take will not pass the review." Zhao Fusheng sighed heavily, and said to Jiang Wen.

Although the two have known each other for less than an hour since they met, Zhao Fusheng is very clear about what kind of person Jiang Wen is. Go back to the old way and continue to shoot things that people can't understand.

So Zhao Fusheng clearly knew that there was a real flame hidden in this guy's heart.

It is different from the feelings of a certain director who claims to be the best commercial film director in China, but deceives the audience under the banner of nostalgia.Jiang Wen really pursues perfection when making movies.

"I know, but I still want to try." Jiang Wen looked at Zhao Fusheng and said seriously.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head, now that he has said this, he knows that he has no way to talk about Jiang Wen.

After thinking about it, Zhao Fusheng said: "Give me three days, and I will write the story for you. I don't care about the rest. You don't have to ask me when you shoot it, okay?"

He was not afraid of anything, but because Zhao Fusheng felt that this drama should only belong to Jiang Wen.

Jiang Wen was startled, then smiled: "Success, then write it, I'll wait for you."

He also understood what Zhao Fusheng meant. He just didn't want to get into this muddy water. More importantly, Zhao Fusheng was still young, and he didn't want to be targeted by certain departments because of this script.

Regarding Zhao Fusheng's situation, Wang Zhonglei also told Jiang Wen on the way here that the rising star in the advertising industry has single-handedly supported a new advertising company. TV drama.

In other words, Zhao Fusheng has a bright future, so there is no need to get involved with him.

Even before Jiang Wen came, he didn't have any confidence in whether Zhao Fusheng could help write this story. His plan was to let the other party authorize him.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Fusheng agreed.

Zhao Fusheng stood up and walked towards the door. When he reached the door, he suddenly thought of something, turned his head and said to Jiang Wen: "I don't care about anything else, but the scriptwriter's signature must be brought with me, otherwise I won't willing."

"You..." Jiang Wen was stunned for a moment, and looked at Zhao Fusheng in surprise.

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "As a person, I don't like being disturbed by reporters. Besides, you are not afraid of a director, what should I be afraid of as a screenwriter."

Jiang Wen nodded: "Understood, your screenwriting fee is indispensable."

With his back to Jiang Wen, Zhao Fusheng raised a finger and shook it gently as he walked.

When he returned to his residence, Zhao Fusheng went upstairs and began to try his best to recall the movie "The Devil Is Coming" he had watched, trying to write out the plot of the movie as completely as possible.

It is said that it is three days, but in fact it does not take that long.

At night, Fan Baobao came back with a tired body, and shouted as soon as he entered the door: "Zhao Fusheng, come out!"

Zhao Fusheng was writing something, when he heard that he opened the door and went downstairs, he saw Miss Fan's face was reddish, lying on the sofa like a huge octopus.

Shaking his head helplessly, Zhao Fusheng said: "Have you been drinking?"

"Drink it." Fan Baobao nodded honestly.

Zhao Fusheng sighed: "Didn't you say that you should drink less outside?"

Fan Baobao is not good at drinking, Zhao Fusheng had warned her before, if he is not around her, drink less.

"It's okay, Yuan Lu and the others are with me, and just sent me to the door." Fan Baobao said with a smile.

Zhao Fusheng snorted, no wonder, it seems that Fan Baobao and Yuan Lu should have reconciled.

"Okay, go take a shower and go to sleep." Zhao Fusheng waved his hand and said to Fan Baobao.

She is in a daze right now, she is definitely not drunk, but she is not too sober.

People who drink alcohol actually have such a situation, that is, when drinking outside, their consciousness and body are very clear, and they can completely control all their behaviors.

But once they got home after drinking, they felt bad. Some people vomited while hugging the toilet, some simply lost their minds, and some simply lay flat on the ground and pretended to be dead.

Fan Baobao's words belong to the more obedient type.

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Miss Fan obediently walked towards her room. When she reached the door, she suddenly turned her head, glanced at Zhao Fusheng, and smiled: "Zhao Fusheng!"

"Ok?"

Zhao Fusheng raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

"Thank you." Fan Baobao showed a smile on his face, looked at Zhao Fusheng and blinked: "I know, you are doing it for my own good."

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "It's good to know, go change your clothes and take a bath."

Fan Baobao hummed and obediently entered the door.

Watching her close the door, Zhao Fusheng shook his head helplessly, went to the door and locked it, then went to the bathroom to check the temperature of the water heater, and after making sure it wasn't too hot, turned around and went upstairs quietly.

A drunk woman is the scariest thing, let alone a drunk Fan Baobao, so it's better to hide it honestly and let her do whatever she wants.

As for whether Miss Fan would yell angrily when she woke up tomorrow morning, Zhao Fusheng felt that she would definitely not remember when she woke up.

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Chapter 3 and 93 I Believe in You (264/[-])

As it turns out, it can be a lot of fun for one person to know another person too well.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhao Fusheng, who had been busy until midnight and finished more than half of the script, heard a mournful cry from downstairs.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Zhao Fusheng was sure that Fan Baobao must be awake.

"What's going on, why am I sleeping here?"

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