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Chapter 92 First Animation Adaptation (1410)

Hearing Wei Ming praising himself, Biaozi said modestly: "Alas, I am not an encyclopedia. I am far from Miss Wang."

Coach Wu: "Who is Miss Wang? Which school is she from?"

Wei Ming smiled: "He is not from any school, but a fictional character in a novel."

I had a very happy chat with Coach Wu today. After a few cups of Erguotou, he even planned to lend Wei Ming a few books to read.

Because his home was not far from here, the three of them followed him again. These "martial arts secrets" were all illustrated with pictures and texts, and coupled with Biaozi's real-life demonstration, they were very helpful to Wei Ming's creation.

Wei Ming naturally thanked him profusely and said he would return it to him after reading it.

After the three of them walked away, Coach Wu was about to return to the yard when he felt a gust of wind coming from behind him, and he immediately reacted by blocking the wind.

After seeing who the person was, he laughed out loud: "How nice of you, Wu Jinquan, to launch a sneak attack!"

"Coach Wu, I've been waiting for you for an hour and haven't even had dinner yet." The other person said with a smile, looking a few years younger than Coach Wu.

Both of them have the surname Wu, but they are not relatives. Wu Jinquan actually works at the Space Administration, but he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child and has inherited the knowledge from his family. He is good at Mantis Fist and Nine-Section Whip.

"It's about your son again. I've told you so many times, he's too young."

Wu Jinquan wanted his son to attend Shichahai Sports School to learn martial arts, but he is only five years old and hasn't even started primary school yet.

"To learn martial arts, you need to have virgin skills. He also practices with me, but I am not as good as you in teaching. I am afraid that he will suffer."

Wu Bin thought for a moment and said, "Your kid is indeed talented. How about this? Let's wait until he is at least six years old next year."

"Well, okay then, let's try some more fighting?"

Professor Wu burped and said, "No, I just ate a lot... I'm so full."

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While riding, Wei Mingbiaozi and Liu Rulong separated. A'long said that he would finish the second part of the illustrations as soon as possible because he wanted to support himself.

Biaozi drank a little wine and is still a little excited.

He asked Wei Ming: "Brother Ming, is the hero of your novel called Biao?"

"Yes, but he mainly uses nicknames to get around."

"What's the nickname?"

Wei Ming: "A real man!"

Wei Ming thought that the quality of the movie "Heroes Have Always Been Young" was only average, and its biggest highlight was the setting of the couple with a big age difference between the man and the young wife.

The man is mean and naughty but has few skills. The young wife is taciturn but has great martial arts skills. Although she is his wife, she controls and protects him like an old mother.

Therefore, the characters of this couple must be retained, while the others need further consideration.

Wei Ming originally wanted to write this novel just to connect with Xia Meng, but the box office performance of this movie in Hong Kong was not very good, with only more than 300 million Hong Kong dollars, which was far less amazing than in mainland China.

It is also said that Xia Meng's Blue Bird had a larger investment and took the overseas box office, while Emei Studio invested less and took the mainland profits. As a result, Emei Studio made a huge profit, but Blue Bird was almost in vain.

I met Coach Wu Bin today. If I could get help from fellow martial artists to optimize the action scenes, polish the script, and even bring it to the market before "Shaolin Temple", perhaps there would be different results.

Wei Ming had to go to work in the second half of the night, and he was thinking about stories while patrolling.

After a good sleep the next day, Wei Ming hurried to the school magazine darkroom to work, thinking that he still had so many photos to develop.

Photographer Yang Hao came over with a copy of People's Daily.

"Xiao Wei, you're on the People's Daily again!"

Wei Ming tilted his head and took a look. It turned out to be news about the closing ceremony of the National People's Congress. He was not in the photo, but the article mentioned: the oldest artist attending the meeting was Mr. Mao Dun, who was 83 years old, and the youngest was the writer Wei Ming, who was only 18 years old.

Taking advantage of his young age, Wei Ming was mentioned a lot and was listed on the same level as Mr. Mao Dun.

"Well, very good. I will keep this newspaper."

Yang Hao: “…”

After a moment of silence, Yang Hao asked again: "Why did you print two copies of this photo?"

"No, some people washed three times."

Yang Hao: “…”

Although Wei Ming can develop photos by himself here, he still has to pay for it and cannot take advantage of the public, so Yang Hao can only sigh that he has too much money to burn.

After developing the photos, Wei Ming kept a copy of all of them for himself and prepared to mail some back to his family.

Some of them should be mailed to other people in the photos, for example, the group photo with Director Wang Yang and Director Ling Zifeng should be mailed to Beijing Film Studio, the group photo with Ma Jingwu should be sent to Beijing Film Academy, and the photo of Mr. Ma Shi Tu should be sent to Sichuan and Chongqing Federation of Literary and Art Circles...

These people all have jobs. By sending your photos to them, they will not only become your connections, but you will also become their connection, which may be useful in the future.

After finishing all these, it was almost evening, and Wei Ming rode his bike to Uncle Ping'an's house again.

Today is the day when the November issue of "Children's Literature" is published, and Uncle Ping'an asked me to come to his house to collect my royalties.

"The Magic Book" has 72 words, and the first part has words. The standard price is yuan per thousand words, which makes a total of yuan.

Aunt Xiaoyan also brought good news.

"Shanghai Film Studio has decided to adapt "The Toothless Tiger" and "If I Were Wu Song"!"

"Oh, you want both?"

"Well, we'll take these two. It's a pity that they don't have any plans for a feature film right now, otherwise 'The Magic Book' would actually be a good fit."

Wei Pingan helped Wei Ming to find out what he was thinking: "How is the royalty calculated?"

Lü Xiaoyan asked Wei Ming: "Do you want to write the script yourself or ask the Shanghai Animation Film Studio to find someone to write it?"

Wei Pingan waved his hand: "Xiao Ming doesn't know how to write a script." Wei Ming: "I'll write it myself."

Uncle, actually writing scripts is my job!
Lu Xiaoyan said: "I also suggest that you write it yourself. You can learn if you don't know how to do it, and there's a lot of money to be made from scripts."

Wei Pingan: "Oh, how much?"

Then Lv Xiaoyan explained the ins and outs of the matter. Of course, she also heard it from Editor-in-Chief Jin.

There is no such thing as copyright in China now. When a film studio takes a fancy to an original novel, they will seek consent and then adapt it. Sometimes they can even make more than one adaptation, like the one "Xu Mao and His Daughters". Both Beijing Film Academy and Bayi Film Academy took a fancy to it, so they each made a film.

As for how much money the original author can get.

Not much actually.

The film studio will give a total fee for a film script, of which 20%~30% goes to the original author and 50%~89% goes to the screenwriter.

After the final draft is successfully completed, 10% to 15% of the total amount will be given to the editor-in-charge.

The payment for a short film is only about half of that for a feature film.

So if Wei Ming does not participate in the script, he can only get about one-fifth of the total script fee, which is as little as one hundred and as much as two or three hundred.

To be honest, Wei Ming's story is basically a ready-made script that can be used right away. There is very little that needs to be adapted. If someone else makes the money, he would be really screwed.

Wei Ming asked again: "Then do I still need to go to the Magic City?"

Lu Xiaoyan said: "You write it first and let the other party take a look. If there is anything inappropriate, you may need to make a trip."

Wei Ming nodded, and then he thought of something else: "How much is the illustration fee?"

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Film Academy.

"Liu Rulong, there's a letter for you. I got it back for you." The roommate pointed to the table.

Liu Rulong hurried over, thinking it was a letter from his father or mother, but it turned out to be from Children's Literature.

He was delighted, opened the envelope, took out the remittance slip, and saw the number on it was 40 yuan!
A total of 8 of his illustrations were selected, each priced at five dollars!
It only took him a week to draw all these. As long as he persists in drawing every day, it will be no problem for him to earn over 100 yuan a month!

Liu Rulong felt that he was finally a useful person, but it was getting late. He must buy a few books on children's literature tomorrow.

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On the other hand, in order to foresee the generous adaptation fees, Wei Ming decided to postpone the opening of "Heroes Have Always Been Young" and revise the script first.

However, he was interrupted after writing only a few words.

Mei Wenhua breathed rapidly and said, "Brother Ming, you, um, I, my family is here to look for you!"

"Your cousin...Oh, Melinda." Wei Ming had to put down the pen and paper temporarily. He remembered that he had agreed to go to the Friendship Store with her to buy things today.

Wei Mingdao: "Xiaomei, can you lend me your bike for a ride?"

Mei Wenhua: "If I don't lend it to you, you still have it."

Wei Ming: "But Melinda didn't have it. She was allowed to ride it."

He immediately picked up the rag and said, "It was left outside overnight yesterday. I'll wipe it off."

Mei Wenhua was still watching until Melinda rode her little flying pigeon farther and farther away.

On the road.

"How do you usually travel?" Wei Ming asked Melinda, "By bus?"

Melinda: "Take a rickshaw. There are a lot of them around the Summer Palace."

Wei Ming thought, it seems that she is not that poor yet.

He asked again: "How much money have you prepared?"

"A thousand pounds."

Wow, more than two thousand dollars.

"You are quite rich." Wei Ming said sourly.

With this amount of money, you can buy a courtyard house in Beijing. Although it is only more than 3000 yuan, for those who want to go abroad, these foreign currencies are worth at least yuan, and you may be able to buy two houses.

"This is all my belongings. I can't spend it all. I don't know if I can find a job immediately after returning home. I still need to save some for my living."

Wei Ming asked: "What kind of job are you going to find, a translator?"

"I'm studying literature, so I might find a job as an editor in a publishing house."

Oh, a publishing editor.

Wei Ming found Melinda more and more beautiful.

We arrived at the Friendship Store on Jianguomenwai Street. Since there are many embassies nearby, we could see foreigners on the street, and all the people coming in and out of the Friendship Store were foreigners.

The few Chinese who did see the goods could only look through the shop windows to see what was inside.

Even with the guidance of foreigners, it is not easy for Chinese to enter.

So Melinda borrowed a set of clothes from Li Aiguo before going out, and Wei Ming changed into them early in the morning.

Now he looked very fashionable, and he started communicating with Melinda in English before he even entered the door.

The guard glanced at the two of them, said nothing, and let them in.

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(The first order of 4000 plus more chapters has not actually arrived, but the sincerity must be there!)
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