Entertainment 2000: Supporting female stars will bring you a hundredfold return

Chapter 128 Genius is just a threshold to see me

According to Tang Wen’s plan, Wang Zuxian must release an album.

As the highest-earning artist of Blue Star Entertainment.

How can you not release a record?
But there's no need to tell this to entertainment reporters.

He walked straight into the Emperor Building without answering questions.

The main creators of "Infernal Affairs 2", including Liu Weiqiang and Mai Zhaohui, have already arrived.

There was coffee in front of them and everyone was reading a script.

Tang Wen walked in and everyone stood up to greet him.

"You're welcome." Tang Wen paused, looked at their red eyes and dark circles that could not be concealed, and asked, "Did you stay up late last night?"

Mai Zhaohui smiled.

Liu Weiqiang poured Tang Wen some tea and said, "I learned this from Wu Zhenyu."

"You are directors and screenwriters, why do you want to learn from him?"

"Your time is tight, and we want to get through the script as quickly as possible."

There was a glimmer of admiration in Tang Wen's eyes, and his attitude was very good.

"Okay, tell me what's the problem?" He picked up the tea and took a sip.

Liu Weiqiang flipped the script and said, "I'm not trying to flatter you. Your script is really impeccable. Even if you change a new director, I think it will be a classic."

Isn't this just flattery?
Tang Wen smiled: "Don't try to fool me. During the filming, you are allowed to adjust the script according to the situation on the spot."

Liu Weiqiang and Mai Zhaohui looked at each other, feeling both happy and embarrassed.

They were just afraid that Tang Wen would be like some big-name screenwriters who would not change even a single word of the script.

And I wasn't on the set.

Even if the director or leading actor has better ideas and ways of expression, they have no right to modify them. It's like dancing in shackles, with their hands and feet restricted.

In the end, out of an 85-point script, only 6 or 70 points could be produced.

"You saw through our little tricks at a glance. You are worthy of being a great director who travels all over the world."

Tang Wen shook his head: "You are exaggerating more and more. Since there is no problem with the script, I have two things to tell you."

"You say," the two directors straightened their backs.

"After Wang Zuxian joins the crew, try to focus on filming her scenes."

"No problem." The two agreed immediately.

Among the most prestigious actors in Hong Kong is Joey Wong.

Since she was filmed first, the other actors didn't dare to complain.

"Think about the plot of Infernal Affairs 3 while you're filming..."

After discussing the script, Yang Shucheng also arrived.

Now it’s time to talk about the budget.

Directors Liu and Mai not only studied the script last night, but also completed the budget plan.

The total budget is HK$3500 million to HK$4000 million.

As we all know, as stated in the recruitment notice: monthly salary 3k-1k, and it will definitely be 3k after joining the company.

Likewise, the budget is actually closer to the upper limit: 4000 million.

Although Tang Wen knew that the cost in the original time and space was more than 4000 million, he did not agree on the spot.

Necessary review is indispensable, and the opinions of China Film Group Corporation and Shanghai Film Group Corporation should be sought.

"In principle, there is no problem. You can start preparing for the preliminary work..."

in the afternoon.

First class cabin of an airplane.

Wang Zuxian sat by the window, watching Tang Wen writing and drawing on the snow-white manuscript paper.

"Brother Wen, what is this?"

"Writing songs. I have nothing to do anyway." He has a lot of songs to write recently.

Two poems by Fan Bingbing.

Joey Wong's album.

QQ's new promotional song.

And his own English album.

Releasing an English album is not a whim.

The copyright of "Kiss Goodbye" has been purchased.

Also, you need to build your reputation overseas and complete system tasks.

Wang Zuxian was quite interested: "Do you have any inspiration?"

"Yes, I have to thank Li Zekai."

"Ah," Wang Zuxian was stunned for a moment, then realized, "It's not a song that insults him, right?"

"Is he worthy of my scolding?"

Wang Zuxian breathed a sigh of relief and became even more curious. She unbuckled her seat belt and leaned forward to look.

"Exaggerated"

"If someone asks me, I will tell them, but no one comes..."

Cantonese song?
She moved closer, her pretty face almost resting on Tang Wen's shoulder.

"At the 18th auction that year, there were so many people sitting there..."

Ah, this.

Is it really related to Li Zekai?

If this song becomes popular, given the style of Hong Kong media, they will definitely block Li Zekai's interview.

After writing "Fukua", Tang Wen handed it to Wang Zuxian.

The latter returned to his seat, savoring the music and humming the melody softly.

Originally, she didn't know how to read music.

But after joining Blue Star Entertainment, when he had nothing to do, he would often go to take vocal lessons from Wang Xinling and Zhang Liangying.

My basic musical literacy has improved a lot.

Finished a song.

Tang Wen kept writing, thinking and writing...

When the flight attendant reminded him to fasten his seat belt and the plane was about to land.

I have written six more poems.

Of course, the latter songs have nothing to do with Li Zekai.

Wang Zuxian was sitting next to them and watched the whole thing. Her red lips opened involuntarily, almost enough to swallow a duck egg.

Tang Wen expressed satisfaction with this.

With such a large angle, it is not easy to choke when eating.

"Sister Xian, fasten your seat belts."

"Huh? Oh oh oh."

After Tang Wen's repeated reminders, Wang Zuxian finally came to her senses.

Just looking at him, eyes filled with surprise.

Wen Di wrote seven songs in three hours.

She has released an album.

I have come into contact with many musicians in Hong Kong and Taiwan.

Among them are so-called composers, lyricists, or music geniuses touted by the media...

But when they write a song, they have to think it over again and again.

The final quality is often not that good.

It's not popular, and it can't win any music awards.

She had seen Tang Wen compose songs before, and he was very fast.

But not as exaggerated as it is today.

This is not songwriting!

If the lyrics and music didn't look completely unfamiliar, she would even suspect that Tang Wen had copied them.

Only by copying can it be so fast!

She didn't have time to take a closer look at the next six songs.

But she read the lyrics, music and content of "Fukua" again and again and couldn't put it down.

If the next six songs are as good as "Fukua", no, they only need to be half as good.

Then Tang Wen is truly a genius among geniuses.

Li Bai of the contemporary songwriting world.

Wang Zuxian said with emotion: "The musical geniuses I have seen before are simply not comparable to you."

Tang Wen winked at her, leaned closer, and lowered his voice: "Since I'm so powerful, does that mean I have unlimited rights to touch her legs?"

Wang Zuxian didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Sitting up straight, Tang Wen became serious again: "Sister Xian."

"Ok?"

"Genius is just the threshold to meet me."

Wang Zuxian's eyes curved, she went over these words in her mind, and felt that he was right.

At the same time, he couldn't help but persuade him: "Brother Wen, you should focus more of your energy on creation! You will definitely leave more classics for the film and music world."

"Wouldn't that make you a donkey who only works and doesn't enjoy yourself?" Tang Wen curled his lips, took her hand and kissed her: "I don't want to be born in this world without a beauty."

He is a true gentleman, naturally elegant.

This sentence suddenly popped up in Wang Zuxian's mind.

I suddenly felt conflicted.

I hope Tang Wen will be devoted to girls. I also think it's not bad for him to be a romantic and famous person...

The seat was slightly bumpy and the plane was descending.

Wang Zuxian put aside all distractions and asked expectantly, "Among these seven songs, is there one for me?"

Oops.

I really forgot to write to you.

There are ones for Fan Bingbing, QQ Xiao Ma Ge, and even ones for Gao Yuanyuan and Liu Yifei.

But there is no one with Joey Wong.

"No, they all belong to other women." Tang Wen said honestly.

"Oh", Wang Zuxian's heart flew because of his talent.

Falling rapidly again.

She sighed silently and looked out the window: Wang Zuxian, what are you asking for?
There are so many young girls around him.

I'd be glad to give you a little care...

The two took their luggage in silence, got off the plane, and got into the same Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle.

"Sister Xian, let's sit in the back."

The two middle seats are aviation seats, which are the most comfortable.

But the two couldn't stay together.

When Wang Zuxian saw him staring at her long legs in stockings under her windbreaker, she clearly understood what he was thinking.

I wanted him to find someone else.

But he snorted and sat inside anyway.

After sitting down, Tang Wen glanced at the driver.

The latter pressed the button skillfully, and the fender inside the car slowly rose.

"Don't make trouble."

Tang Wen reached out and pulled his legs into his arms: "How could it be a trick? This helps me think."

"Thinking about what?"

"I'm thinking about helping you make an album."

As he spoke, his hand slid down to her elastic and fleshy thigh.

Wang Zuxian turned her head and said, "Stop teasing me. Didn't the song you wrote include my name?"

Tang Wen stared into her eyes with a smile: "Are you jealous?"

When their eyes met, Tang Wen's peach blossom eyes were full of affection.

Wang Zuxian suddenly felt flustered and didn't look at him: "Who is jealous? I have eaten more rice than you have eaten salt."

Tang Wen was delighted: "You are talking nonsense."

Wang Zuxian ignored him: You are such a handsome boy, you shouldn’t flirt with others!
No wonder he could deceive so many young girls.

"Seriously, your album. What do you think?"

"Really?"

"This can be false."

Wang Zuxian's beautiful eyes lit up and she took the initiative to hug him.

In terms of movies, she already has classic roles such as "Nie Xiaoqian".

What remains is the only hope for his career as an artist.

It's just a record that sold well.

"Will you give me the songs for the album? Write a few?" Wang Zuxian's voice trembled slightly.

Tang Wen’s album “Tang Feng Hua Yun” swept all major charts last year, and its value is so high that no one can surpass it.

The sales in Hong Kong are also extremely high.

Even the most popular princess can't outsell him.

Wang Zuxian has listened to it many times and likes the deep affection, youth, sadness and freedom expressed in it...

If Wendi could write half of his own album, even if he only wrote four or three songs...

It also has a chance to go platinum.

Fulfill your musical dream.

"Just write as many songs as there are in an album." Tang Wen gently stroked her pretty face.

The web was about to take off.

The era of records is coming to an end.

As the most profitable artist of Blue Star Entertainment, of course, Wang Zuxian should be given a record release as soon as possible.

Once the album is released, the price of her commercial performances will definitely be higher.

Can make me more money.

How many songs should I write?

Then the platinum record is a sure thing!

It was as if fireworks exploded in Wang Zuxian's mind. In excitement, she kissed the handsome face in front of her.

"Well!"

The lips are soft and the fragrance is refreshing.

When she realized what was happening, she wanted to separate.

There was a big hand behind her head, holding her down tightly...

After a long time, the two separated.

"Sister Xian, you actually did this to me." Tang Wen skillfully complained first.

Wang Zuxian was still excited and rolled her eyes at him: "I was wrong. I won't do it again."

"How can that be? If you make a mistake, you must accept the punishment."

Wang Zuxian looked at her legs in her arms: Isn’t this enough?
Tang Wen curled his lips and moved his waist slightly.

Wang Zuxian felt something on the side of her thigh, her eyes struggling and her head tilted back slightly.

It seems that he wants to get rid of it, but is reluctant to do so.

Tang Wen looked at her with a smile on his face, and for some reason he felt a kind of immoral pleasure rising in his heart.

Not to mention, Sister Xian looked like a beautiful married woman who had been caught and tempted.

"Brother Wen, I..."

"Okay!" Tang Wen interrupted her: "I won't force you. We still have a lot of time."

A wife with a conscience.

Of course, it would be interesting to fall into depravity slowly.

Eh?
Why do I sound like a villain?
Wang Zuxian leaned her head on the seat, feeling mixed emotions.

Tang Wen is a passionate and dangerous talent.

I am powerless to resist...

Don't even want to resist.

At this time, Beijing.

Yu Dong is watching a movie and learning with his subordinates.

After all, they are a distribution company and they need to sum up the merits of the movies that sell tickets.

Improve your vision in film selection.

Of course, hold this kind of study session.

This is mainly because the newly established Bona company has not received any business.

We can't just let the employees sit idle, can we?
The employees don't mind it. Watching movies is not only fun but also relaxing.

At this time, the phone rang. Yu Dong picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

The assistant paused the video and the meeting room fell silent.

The person on the other side spoke in Cantonese:
"Hello, is this Mr. Yu Dong?

I am the assistant general manager of Hong Kong Golden Harvest...

Your contact information was given to us by Director Tang Wen.

I heard that your company has the business of distributing movies in the Mainland? "

hum.

Blood rushed to the brain.

Yu Dong was dazed for a moment: Mr. Tang is not bragging?
The arrogant Hong Kong circle, the Hong Kong circle that you can’t even beg for, has really come to you?
Just as he was about to answer, he remembered what Tang Wen had told him that day - to show some attitude.

Although I was nervous, I decided to do it.

After all, Tang Wen is also a shareholder and will never harm himself.

So, he took a few deep breaths silently, suppressed his inner excitement, and spoke calmly in Beijing dialect, imitating the tone of a big brother in Beijing:
"Hey! There is this business, just a small one."

Jiahe's general assistant was also a well-informed person. He could tell from the other party's casual tone and authentic Beijing accent.

There was also a note of caution in the words:
"It's like this. I'm in Beijing right now, and I happen to have a few copies of the movie. Do you think you can spare some time to watch them? Let's talk about cooperation?"

OK!

I couldn’t ask for more!
Yu Dong's heart was beating fast with excitement. He wanted to agree right away, ask for the address, and take a taxi there.

But he still followed Tang Wen's instructions and continued to pretend: "Since it was Mr. Tang who introduced me, fine, but my theater is fully booked recently and I can't spare the time. So, I'll ask my buddy to see if there are any vacant theaters."

"Okay, I'll wait for your news."

Golden Harvest General Assistant: Do you have your own cinema? Is that allowed in the mainland? You really have the capability.

After a few more pleasantries, he hung up the phone.

Yu Dong could no longer contain his excitement and jumped up from the sofa!

The employees looked at each other in surprise: What happened to our boss?
You're so pretentious on the phone, but so excited after hanging up?

Return his cinema?
Isn’t our company’s cinema just a laptop + projector?

(End of this chapter)