Director of Photography Department of Huayu

Chapter 278: No returns possible, only 80 short.

After Wu Chen finished writing the initial draft of the script for "The Martian," he subconsciously omitted some scientific details for the time being.

The main problem was that his knowledge base was insufficient to support writing this complete version of the script.

It's important to know that the success of the original "The Martian" was closely related to the "engineering" background of its author, Andy Weir.

He conducted extensive research on Mars exploration, spacecraft engineering, and biological sciences during the novel's development, sometimes even analyzing the parameters of spacecraft bolts to ensure the credibility of the "hard science fiction" parts.

The script was then reviewed by engineers from NASA and JPL before it was finally written.

"We need to hire scientific advisors after the project is approved."

Wu Chen smiled, but these things weren't too much of a problem. It was a Sino-US co-production, and with consultants from both sides invited, the knowledge points would be easily solved, and they might even come up with better ideas than the script.

Thinking about all this, he slightly twisted his neck and walked out of the study, just in time to see Liu Yifei winking at him while talking on her phone.

"Don't worry, let Director Wu talk to you."

"Who is it?" Wu Chen asked casually.

"Qinqin, she said that director Li Shaohong of 'Dream of the Red Chamber' wanted her to play a role in the novel, but she couldn't make up her mind, so she called to ask me. I don't really know either," Liu Yifei said helplessly as she handed over her phone.

Upon hearing this, Wu Chen raised an eyebrow.

The joke about the "Dream of the Red Chamber" talent show has become widely known lately.

The talent show, which lasted for more than a year, was thrown into chaos by various capital and personal connections. Everyone wanted their own actors to rise to the top, but in the end, no one would admit their mistakes, and the entire "Dream of the Red Chamber" production team was in complete disarray.

As soon as Wu Chen answered the phone, he heard Li Qin's slightly nervous voice on the other end: "Director!"

"Whether you act in it or not, let's put that aside for now," Wu Chen said in a deep voice. "The key is what you think. If you really want to develop in the film and television industry, 'Dream of the Red Chamber' is an opportunity."
If you don't want to act, just politely decline; Director Li Shaohong won't pursue the matter.

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, followed by a silence.

Wu Chen knew that Li Qin was hesitating, and guessed that she hadn't even considered it herself, so he didn't urge her: "This is not urgent. You've seen the news. The crew is in complete chaos right now, and it probably won't be sorted out for a month or two."

"After you've thought it through, tell your sister Yifei, and I'll put in a good word with Director Li."

"Thank you, director!" Li Qin's tone was visibly relieved, and her voice was lighthearted.

Her mother was worried that the production crew of this drama was too chaotic, and if Wu Chen stepped in to put in a good word, many potential problems could be reduced by half.

"Hmm." Wu Chen smiled faintly, hung up the phone, and handed it back to Liu Yifei, who frowned: "Right now, 'Dream of the Red Chamber' is a complete mess."

"Don't worry, the major investors have put in so much money. If they don't make it, it would be a sunk cost. They have to clean up the mess no matter how bad it is."

Wu Chen smiled and gently brushed her hair aside. "By the way, I'm going to Hollywood in a few days."

"Do you want me to book your plane ticket?" Liu Yifei looked at him with a smile, as if she had just remembered something. "Yes, I'll book it for you."

"What are you doing, acting like a personal assistant? Are you trying to track my whereabouts?" A sly glint flashed in Wu Chen's eyes.

"Hmph, you're ungrateful! I'm not like that at all," Liu Yifei snorted, gently patting Wu Chen's shoulder with her small hand.

"Okay, okay, you can order it, you can order it."

Upon hearing this, two faint blushes rose on Liu Yifei's cheeks, her shallow dimples overflowed with a smile, and her eyebrows curved into crescents.

"By the way, you can participate more in the scriptwriting of 'Bad Genius' later on. After all, you are the female lead. When Na Ying and the others are refining the script, having you as a reference will make it easier for them to connect with the character, and it will also be easier for you to act."

"Okay, I know. My sister told me that once the screenwriter starts writing, I should go to their place whenever I have free time."

Liu Yifei's smile revealed a hint of joy.

The box office of "Transformers" continues its strong performance, reaching 200 million in less than two weeks.

While it remains to be seen whether it can reach 300 million, for the entire industry, this is already a "massacre-level" crushing victory.

At the end of the month, in the parking lot of Beijing Capital International Airport, inside a car.

Just as Wu Chen was about to reach for the passenger door, Liu Yifei stopped him.

"Come here, I need to stamp your passport first."

Liu Yifei said playfully, her slender fingers grabbing Wu Chen's shirt collar and suddenly planting a kiss on his lips. Wu Chen froze, his mouth slightly open, unable to recover for a long time.

What's going on? Why is my Liu Yifei being so lewd?

"What's wrong? Not satisfied?" Liu Yifei said with a half-smile, a sly glint in her eyes. "Even if you're not satisfied, you can't return it now."

Wu Chen chuckled and said, "Fine, I won't refund you then."

After saying that, he opened the car door, picked up his suitcase, got out of the car, and walked briskly towards the airport terminal.

Liu Yifei watched him disappear into the crowd, and before she could even start the car, Shu Chang called:

"Your junior brother went to Los Angeles, you have to spend some time with me! I just got back from Yinchuan yesterday, and let me tell you, the weather there was so dry, my skin feels worse. Come with me to buy some skincare products!"

"Okay, okay!" Liu Yifei immediately stepped on the gas and drove off onto the airport avenue.

Meanwhile, during the more than ten-hour flight, Wu Chen fell asleep as soon as he sat down.

Han Sanping was in a terrible mood at this time because "Red Cliff" had run into trouble again.

The set built at the Beijing Film Studio hadn't even been filmed yet when the contract expired, and Chen Kaige's "Mei Lanfang" was also urging them to hurry up, because the crew also needed to build sets, and they had also signed an agreement.

Based on his consistent belief that it's better for a fellow Daoist to die than for a poor one, Chen Kaige didn't give Wu Yusen any face at all.

After all, if he softened his heart, his crew might be the one to suffer, with delays and breaches of contract. So he didn't hold back and demanded that the "Red Cliff" crew dismantle the sets.

With the clash between the two directors, the media is now flooded with reports: Wu Yusen was squeezed out by Chen Kaige, and the film set was demolished to make way for "Mei Lanfang".
"Fuck it"

Han Sanping couldn't help but start cursing in his office.

What kind of situation is this? A scene costing ten million yuan was demolished before it could even be used because the film crew's contract was expiring, and the one urging the demolition was yet another film crew invested in by China Film Group.

"Chairman Han." The secretary's voice came from outside the door.

"Enter!"

"Mr. Han, the box office figures for 'Black Peony' are in yesterday's figures: a cumulative total of 9920 million."

"Are you sure?" Han Sanping asked again, his previously displeased expression turning slightly pleased.

"It's confirmed. If the daily box office trend of 300,000 yuan continues as it was the day before yesterday and yesterday, 'Black Peony' will be able to break 100 million yuan before it leaves theaters."

"Okay, I understand." Han Sanping had just finished speaking when he thought for a moment, then, fearing something might go wrong, he quickly added, "By the way, have the media do some publicity."

"understand!"

At the same time, upon learning of the data situation, Wang Changtian quickly summoned his secretary: "Have General Manager Li Xiaoping handle this urgently, mobilize media resources, and have a collective report on it."

"Yes, Chairman Wang!"

With the help of the two companies, there was a significant increase in media coverage around noon.

[Box office surge! "Black Peony" is only 800,000 yuan away from breaking 100 million yuan. Can this new legend of art-house films achieve another milestone?]

[With a new box office record in sight for domestic art-house films, can "Black Peony" reach a milestone?]

With only three days left in theaters and a final 800,000 yuan in box office revenue, the suspense surrounding "Black Peony" surpassing 100 million yuan is reignited!

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It wouldn't have mattered if it hadn't been reported; the fact that it was reported has only made the audience more confused.

"What's going on? There's only 800,000 left, what's wrong with you guys? You should have said so earlier."

"Damn, you're talking about millions, that's a bit difficult. Eight hundred thousand? Who do you think you are? I'm going to go take another look today."

"Wow, I haven't seen the news for days. I thought it was a difference of five or six million, and it's just this? I'll go check it out tonight. What do you mean three days? I'll get it done today."

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(End of this chapter)