"To be honest, there is nothing I can do if I ask you to come over." Zhang Yingyuan looked far less weak than Zhou Yiyang thought, which made Zhou Yiyang sigh in relief.

"Teacher, there is no need to talk about this between us." Zhou Yiyang said firmly: "I am very happy to see that you are okay."

Zhang Yingyuan nodded. After he pondered for a moment, he spoke again: "You should also know the purpose of calling you here. I don't need to say it again. My script for this time is here. Take a look."

Zhou Yiyang likes Zhang Yingyuan's straight-forward character very much. He doesn't beat around the bush at all, which also saves each other's time.

After he took the script, he read it carefully. Zhang Yingyuan didn't say a word at this time and just watched quietly.

In fact, the only person Zhang Yingyuan can find is definitely Zhou Yiyang, otherwise he would be too boastful if he had been in this circle for decades.

There are many great directors of Chang Tiesheng's level among that group of people. In terms of professionalism, Zhou Yiyang cannot keep up.

However, the first person Zhang Yingyuan thought of was Zhou Yiyang.

In fact, he is not very satisfied with the script this time. Now that it is handed over to Zhou Yiyang, he can give some opinions and re-adapt the script.

As for the investors, he still has ways to deal with it.

After a while, Zhou Yiyang slowly raised his head.

"Teacher, I think your starting point and intention this time are very interesting."

Zhou Yiyang thought about it and felt that there was no need to be diplomatic when facing Zhang Yingyuan. It was best to say whatever he thought of.

"But the only problem is that the whole story is too weak." Zhou Yiyang paused, seeming to feel that his explanation was not accurate, and added: "Maybe if I look at it from the perspective of a commercial film, I will find it difficult for the audience to enter.

into this story.”

Zhang Yingyuan across from him smiled and was not angry at all because of Zhou Yiyang's words. Instead, he nodded and encouraged him to continue:

"Then what? I have noticed the problems you mentioned. In fact, I think there is no clear boundary between artistic films and commercial films. As directors, when we make films, we certainly hope to be recognized by more people."

"Yeah." Zhou Yiyang felt relieved and said directly: "I think the personality and behavioral motivations of several main characters can be retained, and the themes expressed can also be retained, but the entire plot needs to be overhauled."

"But investors probably won't agree with me doing this." Zhou Yiyang smiled and said very directly.

"I will deal with the investors," Zhang Yingyuan said seriously: "If they are unwilling to invest, I will pay for it myself."

"Don't, don't, don't!" Zhou Yiyang immediately shook his head. If Zhang Yingyuan really did this, the pressure would be even greater for him: "Teacher, I don't have much else, but I still have plenty of money. But that's something for another day.

Well, maybe the investors don’t plan to withdraw their capital!”

However, Zhang Yingyuan shook his head and looked unhappy: "I have actually talked with them. Their expressions were very tactful, but their attitude was very firm. If the director is changed temporarily, they will not accept it."

"This is your true fan, teacher." Zhou Yiyang touched his nose, dumbfounded.

"There is no way, those investors are all foreigners and they don't know you at all. Of course, they are still very arrogant and think that other directors in China, especially the younger generation of directors, are not up to par." Zhang Yingyuan leaned forward.

On the back of the chair: "Actually, apart from the investors, the most troublesome thing is the actors. They are not the kind of people who care about the box office. I am not sure whether they will still act."

"At least the male lead will continue." Zhou Yiyang said with certainty, because the male lead is his artist, He Lianbei. "As for the female lead, I have quite a few suitable candidates in mind."

Hearing this, Zhang Yingyuan burst out laughing.

Zhang Yingyuan's daughter outside the door looked confused. Wasn't her father quite depressed just now? Why was he suddenly so happy?

Yiyang is so awesome this week!

"All my worries are not a problem for you." Zhang Yingyuan suddenly realized that he, as a student, has too much capital.

He is not afraid of no one investing, and he has more money than some investors.

He is not afraid if actors go on strike, as he has many artists at his disposal.

Even the most troublesome public opinion pressure, in the face of Zhou Yiyang, a marketing genius, should have the ability to turn decay into magic.

"It's okay, okay." Zhou Yiyang nodded. He believed that as long as he didn't miss it, this time might be an opportunity for him. "So, teacher, just give it to me with confidence. If

The teacher was discharged from the hospital successfully and can take over at any time."

"I'm not that kind of person," Zhang Yingyuan shook his head: "As long as the story is filmed well, I will have no regrets. And I believe in your ability."

Zhou Yiyang thought that he and Zhang Yingyuan had almost finished chatting, and with Zhang Yingyuan's character, he would take the initiative to let him leave.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yingyuan suddenly brought up another topic:

"Is it Yi Ling who sent you here today?"

"Yes." Zhou Yiyang nodded, feeling that something was wrong with the way Zhang Yingyuan looked at him.

"She didn't do anything to you, did she?" Zhang Yingyuan asked in embarrassment.

This actually made Zhou Yiyang stunned. Why was this question so strange?

Zhang Yiling is not a scourge, what can she do to a grown man like him?

"No, just sent me here normally."

"Oh." Zhang Yingyuan's expression relaxed obviously: "She has a weird personality, so I'm afraid she will do something strange to you. I had an assistant go to pick her up and she got pranked once.

Now I tremble when I mention her."

"Teacher," Zhou Yiyang sat up straight and mustered up the courage to speak: "I actually want to ask you after reading the entire script, is the heroine in this story based on Zhang Yiling?"

…

He was silent for an unknown amount of time, until footsteps came from the door, and Zhang Yingyuan slowly spoke:

"Yes. I spend very little time with her, but she is actually quite like me. She is a precocious child."

"Her father," Zhang Yingyuan sighed, "is Australian, but he ran away from home when she was a child."

"Run away from home?" Zhou Yiyang's expression became psychedelic.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and Zhang Yiling's mother said with a very ugly face: "Dad, the doctor said that you need to rest. I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou, please go back to the hotel first, I have booked you for three days."

Zhou Yiyang took the room card and didn't ask any more questions: "Thank you."

Walking on the road, Zhou Yiyang felt that there was God's will in the dark.

What Zhang Yingyuan wanted to write was a story about a young girl and a middle-aged uncle.

On Earth, he happens to know such a similar work.

And now that this script is in his hands, Zhou Yiyang has no reason not to remake the classic.
Chapter completed!