Entertainment 1998

Chapter 762 Chapter 761, Big-name publisher
Huo Wenxi did not agree, but just said that he would go back and think about it, and then drove away!
Actually, if you think about it, you can understand that Transformers cost 2.5 million US dollars, the producer was the Hollywood director Steven Spielberg, and the director was Jiang Feng, who is currently very popular in the international film industry...

With this lineup, let alone actually starring in this movie, as long as any Chinese artist has some connection with "Transformers", he or she will immediately become the focus of the entertainment media.

Boss Yang paid 800 million Hong Kong dollars for such a role, which is definitely worth it.

But what the hell is "The Hunger Games"?

Are you playing games?
And this movie only cost 4000 million US dollars.

The cost of playing the second female lead in a Hollywood A-grade production that cost 4000 million US dollars only cost us 2 million Hong Kong dollars, which seems a bit high.

Huo Wenxi left.

But it doesn’t matter. The girl named Liang Leyao was not in Jiang Feng’s plan. Compared with Liang Leyao, Jiang Feng prefers another Asian actress Maggie Q.

Maggie Q is a model and has good kung fu skills. In the past two years, she has been appearing in kung fu films in Hong Kong Island. It seems that she wants to succeed Michelle Yeoh and Wai-chung Hu as the next generation of female action star.

When he thought of Maggie Q, Jiang Feng sent a text message to Harvey Weinstein who was far away in the United States when he returned home.

[Mr. Harvey, I have a story idea: North America was destroyed after a war, and people built a new home on the ruins of the original United States, but the new regime stipulated that the 12 regions under its jurisdiction must pay tribute every year to a pair of young men and women to participate in a live TV show "The Hunger Games". Only one of the 24 people can survive.]

【Fuck, that's awesome! 】

[Jiang, my $20 was well spent. You are my pride. Tell me, when will the filming start? Where will it start? What kind of actors do you need me to find? What is the total investment?]

It seemed like Harvey Weinstein was waiting for Jiang Feng's message. Jiang Feng received his reply as soon as he sent the text message, and it was two messages at a time.

[Mr. Harvey, I estimated that if this film were shot in China, using the Beijing Film Studio's sound studio and the real scenes in China's Shennongjia area, the total investment would be US$4000 million.

If it were in the United States, the investment would be almost double. ]

[As for the actors, among Chris Evans, Justin Timberlake, Chris Pine, Jake Gyllenhaal, Zac Efron, please help me contact 1~2 of them, and I will use them as the male lead. As for the supporting roles, I hope you can help me contact my old partner George Clooney and China's Kung Fu star Jet Li.]

[As for actresses, please help me choose 1-2 from Anne Hathaway, Jessica Alba, Scarlett Johansson, and Megan Fox to be the heroine.]

[Oh, by the way, after you help me contact the male and female protagonists, contact a dozen boys and girls to play supporting roles and send them directly to the capital. I will hire someone at the Shichahai Sports School to train them in fighting moves!]

【OK! 】

[Just leave it to me, Jiang! ]

That's the trust.

Jiang Feng only gave Harvey Weinstein a story idea of ​​a few words, and Harvey Weinstein went straight to work.

He looked for actors and contacted investors without asking any extra questions, such as, Jiang, when will your movie script be released?
Just because Harvey Weinstein didn't ask doesn't mean Jiang Feng doesn't care.

In the following period of time, Jiang Feng spent two days coding the script for the first film in the "Hunger Games" series.

After the script was out, Jiang Feng asked his assistant Guo Xiaofeng to take it to Beijing and hand it over to Han Shanye, chairman of China Film Group. The copyright registration of the script had to be completed in Han Shanye's hands first, including the Chinese and English versions.

Then Han Shanye represented Jiang Feng and China Film Group to negotiate with Harvey Weinstein of the United States, for example, on the definition of investment amount, determination and training of actors, determination of shooting location, etc.

Jiang Feng, who was in Hong Kong Island, was devoting all his energy to writing novels, three hours at noon, three hours in the afternoon, and two hours in the evening, a total of 8 hours of writing time a day without interruption.

At first, Wang Fei was a little complaining.

Now that we are in Hong Kong Island, he doesn't even take me out for a walk, to a bar for a drink, to the beach for a sunbath, or to walk hand in hand through the streets of Hong Kong Island looking for delicious food, or to a love hotel where they say they have new water beds.

But when Wang Fei got used to it, she found that it was really good. She could invite friends to her house to play mahjong every day. Even at noon, when Jiang Feng was excited about writing, he would take the initiative to come downstairs to cook for everyone.

In this way, from mid-July to early August, Jiang Feng continued to work in this state.

……

[They are playing on the "pasture".

One is a little girl with black hair, blue eyes, bouncing around, and the other is a little boy with golden curly hair and gray eyes.

The little boy followed the little girl, taking his first steps with his chubby little legs.

It took me five, ten, fifteen years to finally agree.

November 2003, 8, 7 p.m.
After struggling for more than 20 days, Jiang Feng finally typed the last word on the computer.

After finishing coding the novel, Jiang Feng, who was sitting in front of the window, let out a long sigh. This feeling was really good, and it reminded him of his miserable life in his previous life.

In my previous life, no matter how well my entertainment novels were written or how many readers followed them, as long as I wrote them seriously, I would always have a sense of accomplishment.

I have tried my best to satisfy you!
Jiang Feng was feeling proud when suddenly, the cell phone on the desk vibrated.

【Hi, Jiang, are you there? 】

[Yes, Mr. Harvey!]

[Haha…, it’s been 3 days, Jiang, I sent you a text message and you finally responded to me.]

[I was very busy these past few days, revising the manuscript. What's up, Mr. Harvey?]

[Yes, come on, I'm staying at the Mandarin Oriental Hotel now. Oh, by the way, remember to bring your novel manuscript with you.

I'll introduce you to a friend in the publishing industry. 】

Jiang Feng originally wanted to sleep in at home and relax his mind, but when he saw that Harvey Weinstein had come to Hong Kong Island and brought his friends from the publishing industry, he suddenly wasn't sleepy anymore.

After backing up the document on the desktop computer, Jiang Feng walked out of the study with his laptop.

After leaving the study and going downstairs, the mahjong game at home was in full swing.

Those playing mahjong were still those familiar people.

Zhang Guorong, Mei Yanfang, Li Ming, Liu Jialing, Wang Fei, Yehenara Ying, Fat Sister Shen Dianxia and so on. However, there are also newcomers, such as Zhang Manyu with a slightly bulging belly.

Slightly bulging belly...

Jiang Feng accidentally observed Zhang Manyu's figure and froze. It seemed that she was pregnant.

"Brother Feng, are you going out?"

Jiang Feng was just thinking about it when Liu Jialing greeted him with a smile.

This afternoon, Liu Jialing must have arrived late. There were two mahjong tables in the living room, but she didn't get a chance to sit at a table.

"Well, go out." Jiang Feng smiled slightly and said to Wang Fei: "A Fei, you don't have to wait for me for dinner tonight. I have an appointment with a friend to discuss the publication of the novel."

"Ok!"

Wang Fei, who was busy sorting the cards, made an OK gesture to Jiang Feng.

Seeing that she knew, Jiang Feng walked out of the villa, but when he arrived in the yard and before he could get the car, Liu Jialing quickly followed him out.

"Brother Feng, are you going to discuss the publication of the novel The Hunger Games?"

The Hunger Games...

It was not very well-known in mid-July. There was only a piece of news from Yinghuang Entertainment Company that Jiang Feng was going to shoot a movie called "The Hunger Games" before filming "Transformers".

However, with the operations of many Hollywood film and television companies, this movie with a seemingly strange name has become increasingly known to the world.

[NetEase Entertainment:
On July 7th, local time in the United States, DreamWorks, Columbia Pictures, Miramax Films, Lionsgate, Universal Pictures and China Film Group jointly invested 20 million US dollars to shoot the film "The Hunger Games" directed and written by Jiang Feng...】

[NetEase Entertainment:
On July 7, local time in the United States, Hollywood superstar George Clooney and Chinese Kung Fu superstar Jet Li publicly announced that they would join "The Hunger Games" to play important roles...】

[NetEase Entertainment:
On July 7th, local time in the United States, Hollywood actress Anne Hathaway and Hollywood actor Jake Gyllenhaal announced that they would join "The Hunger Games" as the male and female protagonists of this film...】

[NetEase Entertainment:
On July 7, Beijing time, the famous Kung Fu instructor Yuan Heping from Hong Kong, China, announced that he would join "The Hunger Games" as the action director of the film...】

[NetEase Entertainment:
On July 7th, local time in Beijing, Chinese Kung Fu superstar Qing Long said in an interview, "I am old now and feel that I can't fight anymore. If there is a good movie director and script inviting me to play a supporting role, I will consider it."

As soon as this was said, everyone knew that Qin Long was publicly shouting to Jiang Feng and Jiang Feng's "Hunger Games" crew, "How am I Qin Long worse than Jet Li? You actually invited him but not me..."

Jiang Feng was just recalling the news about "The Hunger Games" that had been revealed by major media outlets during the time he had been writing his novel when he saw Liu Jialing suddenly come over and lower her voice.

"Brother Feng, thank you."

"Why are you thanking me?"

"Maggie got pregnant, and then she couldn't destroy my marriage."

"What does Zhang Manyu's pregnancy have to do with me?" Jiang Feng smiled.

"hehe…"

Seeing Jiang Feng calm and composed, Liu Jialing also smiled.

"Just now, Maggie took the initiative to find Ah Fei and gave her a golden Buddha weighing 11 kilograms.

Hehe..., two people who originally had no connection with each other, came to give a golden Buddha as a gift as soon as they met, and this golden Buddha is worth millions. Do you think if Maggie had no evil intentions, why would she give this as a gift?"

"Then, did Wang Fei accept it?" Jiang Feng frowned.

Of course, this also counts as acknowledging Liu Jialing's guess.

"I'll take it. Wang Fei, who is a Buddhist, naturally happily accepted it when he saw the golden Buddha."

Having said this, Liu Jialing looked around and lowered her voice again.

"Jiang Feng, I'm going to tell you a secret. It's about The Hunger Games. Can you give me a child like you did to Zhang Manyu?

Well, I promise, I only want the child, not the money or the house... Hey, hey, don't leave."

While Liu Jialing was still talking, Jiang Feng walked to the garage, opened the white Land Rover Range Rover that Wang Fei often drove, and left the villa at No. 89 Repulse Bay Road.

There are so many gorgeous female stars in Hong Kong, who has the best skills?
If I had to choose one person, it would definitely be Liu Jialing!
Without mentioning anything else, just one point is that even high-level actresses like Li Jiaxin and Guan Xiulin cannot catch up with her. After experiencing two video and photo incidents that shocked the whole of Hong Kong, she still has a firm hold on Liang.

Therefore, Jiang Feng felt that he should not provoke her, unless he did not want to live a good life with Wang Fei.

……

Today, the road conditions in Hong Kong Island are not very good and there is a slight traffic jam.

Jiang Feng left home at 4:30 p.m. and waited until 6 p.m. before driving to the downstairs of the Oriental Mandarin Hotel.

After getting out of the car at the hotel entrance, Jiang Feng handed the key to the doorman and gave him a tip of 100 Hong Kong dollars. He then went straight to the elevator and took the elevator to the cafe on the 3rd floor of the hotel.

Not facing the street, the cafe is very quiet.

Even when Jiang Feng walked with loud footsteps, he felt a little embarrassed, fearing that it would disturb the regular customers who were drinking coffee here.

But the old rogue Harvey Weinstein didn't care about all this. When he saw Jiang Feng walking in from the door, he stood up from the seat by the window, looking a little aggressive.

"Jiang, Jiang, this way."

"Oh, hello, Mr. Harvey, what time did you arrive?"

“Three days ago, Jiang, we arrived three days ago.

To be honest, you are the first novelist I have waited so long for in all my years of work." Before Harvey Weinstein could speak, a middle-aged man with a beard stood up from opposite to the old man.

"Jiang, nice to meet you. I'm Richard Robinson, the deputy editor-in-chief of Scholastic Publishing Group in the United States. I like watching the movies you've made and listening to the songs you've sung, so I volunteered to come to China this time to review the manuscript."

"Hello, Mr. Richard. I'm Jiang Feng. I believe there's no need to introduce myself in detail."

Jiang Feng walked over, shook hands with Richard Robinson, and handed him the laptop.

Richard Robinson didn't hesitate. He reached out and cleared a space on the coffee table, put down his laptop, opened it, and began to study it carefully.

[The first tribute ① The day of drawing lots

When I woke up, the other side of the bed was cold.

I reached out my hand to feel the remaining warmth left by Prim in the quilt, but I only touched the rough canvas sheet. She must have had a nightmare again and crawled into her mother's bed.

Yes, that's right.

Today is Harvest Day.

I propped myself up on my arms; the room was bright enough for me to see them.

Little sister Prim lay on her side, nestled in her mother's arms, their faces close together. When she was asleep, her mother looked younger, and although her face was still tired, it was not so haggard...】

(End of this chapter)