When Pan Hongsheng said this, Mr. Tang frowned. To be honest, he knew that Pan Hongsheng was talking nonsense.

It is obvious that Pan Hongsheng's actions show that he does not understand how a good screenwriter is made.

The first thing a good screenwriter needs to do is to read a lot of books, be knowledgeable, and have a night of human nature.

This is the basis, because it is unhuman and is seriously out of touch with reality. No one will appreciate works.

Why are few online novels adapted into TV series, but those traditional romance novels are OK? Because most online novels are seriously unearthable; coupled with the current impetuous atmosphere, online novels are limited by the general eight-legged essay atmosphere.

Secondly, a good screenwriter must understand what kind of scripts come out and the director and crew will not have a headache.

If you start, "there are 400,000 troops fighting in ice and snow, and 200,000 cavalry on both sides cut each other for a month..."

I guess the director will have the urge to kill you when he sees the script.

Damn it, labor is not expensive! Even if you find three thousand people to roll back and forth, you still have to find three thousand horses! Do you think those horses are human? Do you think these men and women can ride horses? Do you think they are as accurate as machines for controlling expressions and movements when riding horses? Do you don’t eat in front of three thousand horses and three thousand people, don’t want money? Do you think...

We must consider the cost control and the difficulty of shooting...

Generally, top screenwriters are just mature in their forties, and the premise of maturity is that they are always engaged in this industry and constantly accumulating experience.

After the banquet, Mr. Tang said quietly in the car: "You have put the satellite. I dare not say that there is no better screenwriter in the world than guys, but at least in China, his level is second to none. Even with you, it is absolutely impossible to find it within a week."

Pan Hongsheng's alcohol suddenly turned into steam, and he began to realize what he said under his passion.

After returning, he immediately held a "Newcomer King Screenwriter's Summer" event, setting the bonus at five million! This number is not too high, but there are very few responders.

"This type of competition has been used by unscrupulous scammers too many times. Generally, they secretly operate the author's creativity in secret, and finally award the award to their own people, giving those excellent authors some small profits to deal with. People are extremely tired of it. Who would give you their creativity and hard work for free?" Mr. Tang still has a lot of experience.

Pan Hongsheng was completely stunned. It seemed that he had to visit the well-known screenwriters one by one.

He looked for the God of Wealth, Xiaorong, Binghe and others one after another, but when they heard this, they immediately refused: "We have rules in our industry! They have already put on the plate, so it's hard for us to get another trick!"

Pan Hongsheng was completely useless. He stared at the Newcomer King event website released in the company. He was still half dead. His writing style was a little kid's submission.

"May I come inside?"

At this moment, Wang Xiaoling appeared behind him with a smile.

"You're not here already..." Pan Hongsheng lay weakly on the table. This time he was really stumped.

These days, he really can't take care of each other from beginning to end, and he doesn't have to call Wang Xiaoling.

"I heard that your family has a new tenant, right?" Wang Xiaoling immediately became furious when he saw Pan Hongsheng's impatient look.

As expected, it’s the same as what my sister said! It turns out that men are really new and ignore you!

Pan Hongsheng was speechless, and he licked his lips helplessly: "I was wrong... I've been so busy lately, waiting for me to get through this hurdle..."

"What are you going to encounter again? I feel that you have always been full of bags recently." Wang Xiaoling picked up the promotional page of the TV series on the table next to him and asked in surprise: "It turns out that this TV series was made by you?! It's so trash! Female pig's feet are so disgusting! How could you shoot such a disgusting TV series! It's so annoying to look at it!"

Pan Hongsheng spread his hands helplessly and explained the whole story.

After hearing this, Wang Xiaoling clapped his hands: "Are you looking for a screenwriter? I know that someone is definitely OK!"

"Ah? How did you know the screenwriter?" Pan Hongsheng looked at this tall girl who was a little confused in suspicion. Suddenly he understood: "Are you going to bring reinforcements to your sister? Your sister knows many people with a wide range of social circles..."

"What do you think of me? I have a dime relationship with my sister? A high school classmate is very talented. It is said that he has been learning scripts since he graduated from high school. Now he is a gunman for many famous artists. Why don't you go to him?"

Gunner? Pan Hongsheng is not unfamiliar with this term. It is said that before Han Han became famous, he also worked as a gunman for several years. This kind of industry is generally a poor writer who has some strength but no fame but cannot make money.

When he found this legendary writer, he was surrounded by a bunch of magazines and snack packaging bags, his lower body was a little yellow in his upper body, and his typical image as a loser.

Pan Hongsheng smelled the sour plum smell in the room, and he couldn't help but wonder: Why is this kind of virtue in every genius house? This is true for Mr. Tang, and so for this guy!

"Hello, my name is Han Ye." The man wearing glasses had a very otakus, with slender upper limbs and huge belly, and his chest was very conspicuous.

This is a common characteristic of otaku. Because of the long-term sedentary relationship, these two parts are very likely to accumulate fat.

Seeing a goddess like Wang Xiaoling, the other party's eyes burst out from behind the thick glasses, which scared Pan Hongsheng: The lonely man can't afford to hurt.

After a clumsy greeting, the two sides could finally communicate normally.

Shyness and shyness are Pan Hongsheng's first impression of this person. This is said to be senior Wang Xiaoling. He should be twenty-three years old this year, and he exudes a childish spirit that is inconsistent with his age.

He speaks like a child of seventeen or eighteen years old. He says whatever he thinks. It is indeed a bit unrealistic magical to communicate with him.

Perhaps it was because I had been writing articles for a long time and immersed in my own world for too long, and I had some slight obstacles when communicating with others.

Pan Hongsheng didn't know if this guy had any information. To be honest, it was mainly to come here to be a gamble - he was forced to no avail.

The agreement with the director must not be ignored. It will be a week soon. Without the script, he doesn't know how to explain it to the other party.

After briefly narrating the current situation to the other party, the local fat man wearing glasses was stunned for a moment: "Who did you work with? Which screenwriter?"

"It's that fish steamer, the screenwriter of "Rendering Pan Yingzi's Edition of Wu Zetian's Wildlife" has been very popular recently. This is his second work." Pan Hongsheng looked at the other party's mediocre appearance and felt very unsure: Can this guy be OK?

"Oh! Are you talking about him?!" The other party had a weird expression when he heard this: "Are you sure it's him?"

What happened next surprised him even more: this man wearing glasses, vests and big shorts opened a file, which was the complete script of Huanhuan.

"This thing should be top-secret information, how could you have it?" Pan Hongsheng was a little dumbfounded.

"I told you that he is one of the many big shots. Those people divide the parts into different people. Some write plots, and some write emotional dramas..." The man in glasses looked at Pan Hongsheng proudly: "But our reward is very low. I am responsible for the emotional drama in the entire play, that is, the soul part. To be honest, the original novels are adapted from the Hong Kong drama Pan Yingzi version of Wu Zetian, so it is very convenient for me to re-model it."

Pan Hongsheng was completely stunned. Even Mr. Tang didn't know these inside stories. It would be difficult for a member of this industry to learn about these inside stories.

"The price you offer is right, I will write it with you!" Glasses promised happily: "Just give me a price of 50 thousand words, I can imitate the same style as fish steam for you!"

Pan Hongsheng remembered what Mr. Tang said, "A good screenwriter's self-cultivation and other things. As usual, this guy is not a screenwriter with solid foundation, but he is essentially a producer of first-class dramas! Why is he willing to get a basic salary to be the shadow of a big figure?

But when he saw the other party’s dilapidated house, he immediately understood everything: whether you have strength is one aspect, whether others admit it or not is one aspect!

Although fish steaming is not done by yourself, they have connections and channels! The lower-level screenwriter like this brother Glasses knows that he eats grass and milk, but what can I do?

"Okay! I'll give you 100 thousand words! Complete this work for me!" Pan Hongsheng immediately made the decision: "In addition, I'll give you more funds and gather all the people who assemble the script with you. If you alone, you probably won't be able to complete this construction period. I require that there must be a sample of the first ten episodes this week."

"This week?" Brother Glasses was stunned: "If I remember correctly, today is Thursday, right? Are you saying that you will give you ten episodes this weekend?"

"Is there any difficulties?" Pan Hongsheng immediately took out his check book and issued a quota of 200,000: "Are you a little confident now? I hope you can put down everything you have and attract your friends to complete the play together. After completion, there will be 500,000!"

This number was obviously scared to the other party. Brother Glasses didn't react for a long time until Wang Xiaoling coughed a few times.

"The goods will definitely be delivered on Sunday!" The down-and-out talent almost cried: he has been in this industry for almost five or six years, and finally has been appreciated!

I and those brothers finally no longer have to look at people's faces, and I have been exploited by those big screenwriters!

A huge rock in Pan Hongsheng's heart finally fell. Now the script has basically been finalized, and the rest is to show off to Yushi.
Chapter completed!