1978 Synthetic Writers

Chapter 272: An Attempt at Synthesis of a New Novel
Zhang Xinyan got a headache when he heard Jiang Xian’s request.

"Shaolin Temple" is a co-production, and many things are not decided by him as the director.

It's not that he has been in Hong Kong for too long and deliberately treats mainland actors differently.

For example, another co-produced film "The Burning of the Old Summer Palace" was directed by Li Hanxiang, who was promoted by Er Dongsheng's father Er Guang.

Li Hanxiang was a man with a bad temper, harsh demands and harsh words. It was said that all the mainland actors he scolded were locked in a hotel room and cried for 20 minutes.

However, mainland actors were not specifically treated differently. Li Hanxiang's wife was a good cook and she often invited Liu Xiaoqing and Chen Ye to eat with her.

But they didn't dare to do so because they were afraid that someone would report them to their superiors and cause trouble.

Zhang Xinyan’s concerns also come from the mainland people in the crew.

He told Jiang Xianguan that the stage manager of the dining car was from the mainland. He had specifically mentioned this matter to the stage manager before, hoping to change the disparity in the actors' living conditions and not let the mainland actors have only three things to eat every day: steamed buns, pickles, and rice noodles.

Many actors often don’t have enough food to eat and don’t even have the energy to film.

There are also some actors from the south who cannot get used to eating pasta, so they eat steamed buns every day and vomit acid in their stomachs every day.

But the stage manager refused to give him any concessions and told him sternly, "It is stipulated that the meat is for foreign guests."

Jiang Xian got furious when he heard this.

He is just a eunuch who is carrying messages. He is making a big deal out of nothing and taking chicken feathers as his authority.

He drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp and strode out of the room. The stagehands were busy distributing meals. Both Li Lianjie and Yu Chenghui were eager to get the "three old things" - steamed buns, rice sausage and pickles.

As for the Hong Kong staff, they were waiting next to the dining car, which was filled with fragrant white rice and delicious fish and meat.

Zhang Xinyan followed out and stood not far away watching. The cameraman saw him and immediately came over to chat about the filming.

Jiang Xian moved closer to Li Lianjie.

The boy was squatting on the ground, eating a steamed bun from a plastic bag. He was fair and clean, with a pure face.

"Young comrade, you performed well." Jiang Xian handed him a cigarette.

Li Lianjie waved his hand embarrassedly, "I don't smoke."

"What's wrong? Are you worried about your craving for cigarettes?"

Jiang Xian lit up for himself and took a puff. "I've been smoking for more than ten years and I've never been addicted to it."

Li Lianjie: “?”

Jiang Xian exhaled a puff of white mist and turned his head to glance at him carefully.

It was really hard for him to imagine that such a loser like him would have such an influence that it would cover the entire world in the future.

Li Lianjie is not the first martial arts master from the mainland to play a role in a Hong Kong martial arts film. The first one was Wu Bin, who starred in "Treasures of the Desert".

Li Lianjie was also interested in "Treasures from the Desert" and wanted to act in a movie, so he was very proactive in the filming of "Treasures from the Desert".

Although he is young now, he has won the all-around championship in the national martial arts competition for five consecutive times, and his strength should not be underestimated.

However, he was not included in the final cast list, which made him very disappointed.

But this depends on fate. Wu Bin was not very popular after his performance in "Treasures of the Desert", while Li Lianjie became an instant hit after his performance in "Shaolin Temple". Then he formed a "golden partnership" with Zhang Xinyan, filmed a few movies and then became an ungrateful person. Later he became very popular, but later there were rumors that he was dead every day.

Jiang Xian still remembers that when he was a child, he had only heard of two kung fu actors, one was Jackie Chan and the other was Li Lianjie. Donnie Yen and Wu Kyoung were not as famous as them.

When he thought of this, he felt quite amazed.

At that time, Jackie Chan had transformed himself from a mere martial arts actor in Hong Kong and wrote, directed, and starred in the movie "Young Master", which was the first movie in Hong Kong to gross over 10 million Hong Kong dollars, reaching more than 10 million Hong Kong dollars and breaking Hong Kong's box office record.

As for Li Lianjie, he was still on the eve of becoming famous and was squatting beside him eating a steamed bun.

While Jiang Xian was smoking a cigarette, Li Lianjie had already finished the steamed bun in his hand.

"are you full?"

".Almost." A hint of shyness appeared on the young comrade's face.

Jiang Xian pointed to the dining cart of the Hong Kong staff and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

Li Lianjie looked at him, not understanding what was going on, and answered honestly, "Yes."

"Go get one and tell them I gave it to you."

"real?!"

Li Lianjie was so excited that he ran over there happily. When he arrived at the dining car, he was quickly stopped by the staff. After talking to him for a few words, he ran back happily.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Xian asked.

"He told me to get out."

"Oh shit."

Jiang Xian twisted the cigarette butt, stood up, and walked towards the stage manager, with Li Lianjie following behind him.

Jiang Xian glanced at the food and immediately yelled at the stagehand, "The actors are not full, can't they have some more food?"

"Li Lianjie." He shouted, "Who scolded you just now?"

"Him." Li Lianring pointed at him.

"Go, slap them both in the face, so they'll learn their lesson."

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Li Lianjie thought he had heard it wrong, rubbed his ears, and looked at Jiang Xian in disbelief.

The stagehand didn't expect Jiang Xian to be so arrogant, and took a half step back, "Why did you let him hit me?"

"Damn it, there are so many meals, and they are all actors from the same crew, why can't they eat?"

"The mainland has its own tickets. This is the rule from above."

Jiang Xian was yelling loudly. The production director came over immediately after hearing the noise. He glanced at Jiang Xian, then at Li Lianjie, "What's wrong? Didn't the actors have enough to eat? Comrade, what do you want to eat? I'll go buy it right away."

Before Li Lianjie could say anything, Jiang Xian spoke before him, "Why go buy it? Isn't there food here? Isn't this the food for our crew?"

The other actors also came over at this time.

They asked each other to find out the situation, and then listened to Jiang Xian's words, and they all became a little excited.

that is!

We also contributed to the film, so it's ok that we have different salaries, but why should we have different food treatments? !

“We want to eat meat too!”

I don’t know who started shouting, but the other actors immediately followed suit.

“Why can’t we have enough food to eat?”

"I can't even eat enough, why are you still filming? I won't film anymore!"

Zhang Xinyan rushed over immediately, looked at the situation, and then glanced at Jiang Xian who now had an innocent look on his face, and he became extremely anxious.

This screenwriter is too troublesome!
He came to the set once and almost caused a fight.

"Why don't we just let everyone eat?" Zhang Xinyan advised the stage manager.

The field staff was particularly excited at the moment, with a stubborn spirit that said, "I will fight you to the end," and he shouted with full energy.

"Rules are rules. Let's see who dares to eat it!"

Jiang Xian didn't take him seriously and gave the order calmly.

"Go and hold him up, and the rest of you can go eat. I'll take responsibility for all the consequences today."

When several martial arts elites heard that someone was willing to take the responsibility, they became eager to take action.

Finally, Ji Chunhua was the bravest one. He rolled up his sleeves and strode forward.

The groundskeeper's face turned pale, "What do you want to do?"

"Comrade, I'm sorry."

Ji Chunhua easily restrained the field staff who had just wanted to fight to the end, just like he was fiddling with a chicken.

The other actors happily took their bowls and went up to get their meals.

Zhang Xinyan was dumbfounded.

Isn't this a complete mess?

"Comrade Jiang Xian, what are you doing? If what happened today is reported to the higher authorities, what will happen to our movie?"

"Don't worry, Director Zhang. I will write a letter to Mr. Xia personally. I won't believe it. I ensure that the actors have enough food to eat and that people from the mainland are not treated inferiorly. Is there anything wrong with that?" Jiang Xian didn't take it seriously at all.

If it were in the past, he would be just a small character, and he would just have to make sure his wife had enough to eat.

With his current fame, he certainly wants to do more, and he also has the ability to do it.

Zhang Xinyan looked at him, feeling angry and helpless.

What else could he say? After all, Jiang Xian had even said that he would take all the responsibility himself.

As for actors like Li Lianjie and Yu Chenghui, the figure of Comrade Jiang Xian was even glowing in their eyes at this moment.

Although many of them met him for the first time today, it did not prevent them from having a favorable impression of him.

The simple people will always be grateful to those who provide them with food.

"You always like to be in the spotlight." Zhu Lin complained quietly, but what she was thinking about was Jiang Xian standing in front of Li Lianjie just now with a calm demeanor. Jiang Xian smiled at her, then looked at Ji Chunhua, "Okay, let him go, the food is almost gone."

Ji Chunhua chuckled and nodded. Jiang Xian felt inexplicably creepy.

The leader of the "Four Evils" has too many classic images on the silver screen. Jiang Xian was most impressed by two films, one was "The Untold Story", in which he played the Blood Knife Patriarch, and the other was "Fang Shiyu".

He took Fang Shiyu's mother as a hostage and stepped on Fang Shiyu while laughing loudly.

When I watched Jiang Xian as a kid, I wanted to rush into the movie and beat him up.

Ji Chunhua played the "Vulture" in "Shaolin Temple", and he performed the "Eagle Claw" skill with his powerful and deadly moves.

In the script, there is a scene where he crushes a lamb to death with one hand, which is considered the beginning of his career as a villain.

"Just wait for me." After being released, the stagehand said to Jiang Xian viciously.

Jiang Xian was not afraid at all and replied:
"You wait for me too!"

"I'll write a big-character poster for you when I get back!"

The staff on the other side were stunned.

You are a great writer and screenwriter, and you want to write a big-character poster for me? Don't you think it's embarrassing?

The field staff was choked with anger.

Jiang Xian didn't follow his rules and played dirty from the start. Who wouldn't feel uncomfortable?

Just as he was thinking about it, Jiang Xian added another sentence.

"I will write a report about this when I get back, and I will let the whole country know about you!"

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When the stage manager heard this, he immediately became scared.

Even though he was in the wilderness, he had heard of the novel "The Garland under the Mountain".

So he knew clearly how high the reputation of the author of this novel was today.

When someone says this, it may be a threat.

It would be different if it was Jiang Xian.

He said it was possible to make his name known to the whole country.

He was flustered, his eyes were red, and he said aggrievedly: "I am just obeying the rules. What did I do wrong? You are too bullying."

Seeing this, the production director quickly persuaded, "Oh, let's forget about this matter today. Let's both take a step back and stop making a fuss."

Zhang Xinyan was also dumbfounded. Jiang Xian, the mainland field staff who had previously been unable to respond to his words, just spoke a few words to him, and he actually started crying?

"I can choose not to escalate this matter." Jiang Xian's expression remained unchanged.

“I don’t care about salary and benefits, and I can’t control that much.

But the actors' meals must not be treated differently. The mainland actors should eat what the Hong Kong people eat. No one needs to report this to the higher-ups. I will report this to Mr. Xia myself."

Jiang Xian learned this from the Americans.

This is how Americans deal with each other. A common trick they use is to play tricks on you, first making you feel overwhelmed and guilty, and then talk about things. This way they can gain the initiative.

After hearing what he said, all those who were thinking of reporting the case were stunned.

The venue staff also had to compromise first.

After all, Jiang Xian himself said that he would go to Mr. Xia to discuss this matter.

The matter came to an end for the time being. Jiang Xian returned to the room arranged for him. Zhu Lin asked him if he really wanted to write a letter to Mr. Xia.

"of course it's true."

Jiang Xian said, "I am a member of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and also a representative of national literary and art workers at the last National Congress of Literary and Art Workers. I have the responsibility to speak for literary and art workers."

"Virtue." Zhu Lin gave him a side-eye.

"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock on the door.

Jiang Xian stood up and opened the door. Outside the door were several martial arts elites from the mainland.

Yu Chenghui was the oldest and stood at the front, clasping his fist towards him.

"Comrade screenwriter."

"Why are you here?"

Jiang Xian was surprised and opened the door to invite them in.

"Comrade screenwriter, we won't go in." Ji Chunhua smiled.

The Grandmaster of Mantis Fist, Yu Hai, followed up and said, “Yeah, we’re not going in. We’ll just say a few words and leave.”

They are all martial artists, and their behavior is somewhat like that of a gangster. They came to Jiang Xian to thank him for fighting for the treatment of mainland actors today.

Ji Chunhua twisted his wrist and said, "Comrade screenwriter, I don't know how to say nice things. If anyone offends you in the future, tell me his name and I will destroy him."

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Jiang Xian said helplessly: "We live in a society ruled by law now, so don't think about these things."

The others laughed.

After staying on the Shandong set for a few days, Jiang Xian said goodbye to Zhu Lin and prepared to pack up and leave.

Zhang Xinyan didn't have time to see him off, so he sent the crew's car to take him away.

"Director Zhang, I wish you a smooth filming."

"Have a nice trip, Mr. Jiang."

Watching the car carrying Jiang Xian drive away, Zhang Xinyan breathed a sigh of relief.

This "plague god" is finally gone!
Jiang Xian only stayed in Lingyan Temple for a few days, but in his heart it felt like he had been there for a century.

After getting on the train, Jiang Xian did not go north back to Beijing, but took the train south to Shanghai.

On the train, he dozed off, thinking about the system in his mind.

Since the last synthesis of "The Wreath under the Mountain", the system rewards have been upgraded again.

In the past, you would get random inspiration as a reward after completing a synthesis.

Now Jiang Xian is no longer subject to this restriction. He can edit his own inspirations to synthesize his works.

It’s just that there’s a one-month interval between each synthesis, and there’s a risk of failure.

That is to say, once it fails, you have to wait a month before you can synthesize the next one.

The complete opening of inspiration is not a good thing for Jiang Xian.

Unlike previous random inspiration synthesis, the failure rate of self-edited inspiration synthesis is extremely high.

In the past few months, Jiang Xian has tried several times to edit and synthesize inspiration by himself, but all failed.

This month's synthesis CD has just been delivered, but he still hasn't figured out what inspiration to use to try to synthesize it again.

While I was daydreaming, the train arrived in Shanghai.

Bian Huawei brought his two sons to the station to pick him up. The two nephews had grown a lot taller after not seeing him for half a year, and they called him "Uncle, Uncle" as soon as they saw him.

Jiang Xian patted each of them on the buttocks and said, "Don't think about your uncle. The delicious food is left for your aunt."

"Second brother." Bian Huawei took his luggage with a smile, "You must have had a hard journey. Come home and have dinner. Your sister is here."

Jiang Xian nodded and went to the familiar little house.

Jiang Qin was busy cooking with smoke coming out of the stove. Jiang Xian glanced at her and couldn't help asking, "Sister, why are you fat?"

"Am I fat?" Jiang Qin panicked and quickly went to look in the mirror.

Jiang Xian smiled. His sister Jiang Qin had gained some weight, which meant that her family's living conditions had indeed improved a lot.

While eating, Bian Huawei and Jiang Xian talked about the novel "The Supreme".

This novel is also being arranged to be adapted into a comic strip by Story Club recently, and this job has also been taken over by Jiang Qin.

"You wrote about old Shanghai very well," Bian Huawei exclaimed.

"I've read your article 'Rice'. It's very well written. You've captured all the darkness of that era."

"I read Rice again these days, and after reading it I thought of The Supreme. I was thinking, it would be great if you could combine these two novels and expand the background of Rice to Shanghai. It's not like you can't write about Shanghai at that time, with its gangs, dancers, nightclubs and other things."

"Gang.Dancer"

Bian Huawei was talking on and on, but Jiang Xian caught two words that attracted his attention.

An idea suddenly occurred to him, and he immediately tried to edit it into inspiration for synthesis.

A prompt immediately came to my mind.

"Synthesis successful!"

【Gang】+【Dancer】= Novella
(End of this chapter)