Another World Under My Pen

Regardless of the world, ranking seems to be something people are passionate about.

Especially those rankings with relatively large reputations can always attract people's attention after each update, and if it is the power rankings of the entertainment industry, except for those entertainment giants who have joined the gang, almost every star is With a huge fan base, the attention it arouses is even more impressive.

Praise, compare, tear and force, never ending.

So when Sun Peng's ranking came out, fans were a little bit dissatisfied with the joy, and felt that Sun Peng's results last year shouldn't be the only ranking. But for other people who are not old white fans, a guy who just writes scripts and writes songs is ranked so high. Those guys who are in charge of scoring don't just collect black money and hell...

Relatively speaking, the list of writers is not that complicated.

After all, the scoring criteria for the list are not that complicated, and it can even be said that there is only one simple criterion, that is the income of the writers! So as soon as the list came out, many people who followed it suddenly exploded!

"Tsk tusk, I thought Lao Bai would be able to reach the top this year!"

In the small group that had expanded to six people, the solid wood table made a series of exclamation marks: "Unexpectedly, he was ranked second... But also, who told him not to transfer his right to adapt? The adapted Shuangjiao and Slam Dunk are both their own companies, and they are not counted. It's a pity."

"Hehe, it's nothing to regret, not this year, it will definitely be next year."

As always, the civet cat's speech was brief and direct.

"Next year? Why are you so sure?"

Regarding the words of the civet cat, the snowflakes in the night sky were obviously not convinced, and immediately asked: "I heard that he has no plans to publish new books this year. If there is no new book to drive, the sales of old books can still be the same as last year. Burst up?"

After a while, the civet cat's explanation came: "Hehe, one movie is enough!"

"Longmen Inn? This one is more reliable!"

Without waiting for the snowflakes in the night sky to respond, the solid wood table immediately sent a message: "Seriously, writing novels can be written to the level of Bai Da, I think there is really no one! A "Longmen Inn" is released. I have raised the popularity of martial arts novels by a large margin. I have heard from editors that the popularity of martial arts is now second only to urban and sci-fi, and it has become the pillar of scholarship. And... haven't you read the news? The animations and games of the Condor Shooting Trilogy have already begun, and the TV series seems to be under negotiation!"

"I heard, that's why it shows that there is no problem with reaching the summit this year."

"Haha, there is nothing wrong with that? It's just set, OK?"

"Not necessarily. God knows if other writers will explode this year? After all, have you seen various miracles in recent years?"

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Seeing the two big guys chatting on their own, no one cared about their words at all, the snowflakes in the night sky really wanted to grab the cup on the table and hit the ground!

But just thinking about it, he put the cup down again.

"Ugh……"

After a long silence, the snowflakes in the night sky suddenly felt a little funny. In the past few years, I have been competing with the old Bai, always not convinced, no matter what kind of news I encounter, I want to stab a bit of addiction. But in fact, let alone Lao Bai, that is, other friends in the group talk about this topic and don't bother to take care of themselves.

Why bother?

"Forget it, do your own thing!"

Feeling disappointed, the snowflakes in the night sky simply turned off tt and opened the document on his desktop. Since there is no way to compare with that old white, then work hard to write your own novel...

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Since he wanted to try another Lunar New Year stall, of course Sun Peng couldn't take it easy.

At the beginning of March, the crew of "Kill Bill" had been completely formed, and all departments began to operate at high speed. Because most of the old people who followed the "Dragon Inn" crew, everyone not only took the box office rewards sent by Sun Peng, but also this time Sun Peng generally increased their remuneration by at least 30%-anyway, the actors’ pay was pitifully low , Sun Peng did not feel distressed at all.

Progress is rapid, but for the sake of safety, the boot was selected in early April.

Just taking advantage of this not particularly busy time, Sun Peng began to prepare to kill all of Bill's soundtrack-the classic hodgepodge except for a few Sun Peng to be replaced, such as the section where Aoki Xiamei cameo. He intends to keep them all.

Movies without these soundtracks, or kill Bill?

For his second movie "Kill Bill", Sun Peng put in no less energy than "The Dragon Inn". After all, strictly speaking, this is his first movie, because Wei Xiaolin and the others really I'm just working as an assistant director...

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When Sun Peng began to turn a blind eye to things outside the window, others were not so relaxed.

"Thirty million, completely buy out!"

Faced with Sun Ya's cold and pretty face, the copyright manager of Benma Pictures felt a headache. He gritted his teeth and finally gave his bottom line-of course, it was actually the bottom line given by a higher level.

Thirty million is just buying the copyright of the sequel, which in his opinion is really a sky-high price!

After all, "Mission Impossible" is good at the box office, but it's not the kind of revenue that is against the sky. It's just that the director and starring side feel that there is still potential to be tapped, and the company's top executives are more optimistic.

"Haha, thirty million..."

After pondering for a moment, Sun Ya seemed to have made up his mind, nodded and sighed: "Well, that's it, 30 million! But no matter where in the next sequel, Lao Bai is not allowed to be used anymore. This pseudonym...well, you can't borrow any information from Sun Peng and Lao Bai during the promotion!"

When saying these words, Sun Ya's attitude was unusually determined.

She didn't understand the meaning of doing this, but since her younger brother Sun Peng requested this, of course, her agent implemented it thoroughly, and there was nothing to say.

"...Good! The deal!"

Rolling his eyes, the copyright manager was quite speechless.

This Sun Ya...No, it should be said that this old Bai is too arrogant, right? Not to mention the transfer of the copyright, even the promotion of anything is not allowed to use his name, really you are the face of this movie?

An appointment was made to draw up the contract, and after signing the contract another day, Sun Ya left Benma Pictures without miss.

There are more things to follow.

After starting the car, Sun Ya dialed Zhao Jinxiang's mobile phone number again: "Brother-in-law, how are you communicating with the Forbidden City Pictures? Yesterday Xiaopeng told me that he will join the group soon. If you can’t decide, you can only talk about it in summer vacation."

"This……"

After hesitating for a while on the phone, Lao Zhao smiled bitterly and said, "People must be interested. After all, "Hurricane Rescue" is quite good at home and abroad, but... Xiaopeng can’t write the script to them first. Look? Opening your mouth is 500 million production costs, which is too high!"

"Script? The script has been drafted."

After blinking his eyes, Sun Ya said with a smile: "Not only is Xiaopeng already writing the sequel to "Hurricane Rescue", even "The Identity of Bourne" is also available. I will give it to Lotus Pictures in two days. Send it over!"

"What? Is it all written?!"

After listening to these words, Zhao's voice suddenly increased by an octave!

So fast!

"Haha, as long as Xiaopeng is not lazy, efficiency is always relatively high."

Shrugging, Sun Ya responded with a smile. She also didn't understand why writing a script was as simple as eating a meal, or just as he said, the script for the sequel was actually conceived a long time ago? Did you save a little bit when you were fine at night?

Forget it, let it go!

After hesitating for a while, Sun Ya chuckled: "Or else, brother-in-law, I'll go to you later, and then let's go to Director Huang and they will look at the script first, how about?"

"Okay, then you...no, let's see you directly at the gate of the Forbidden City Pictures!"

Zhao Jinxiang obviously couldn't wait, and said hurriedly.

"Okay, see you later!"

After hanging up the phone, Sun Ya sighed heavily. As soon as he stepped on the gas pedal, the car drove to the road outside-anyway, it's not too hungry at the moment. I'm afraid this lunch will be OK again today. Save...

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