[Zhang Chi is a criminal policeman, well-known throughout the country. Some seemingly complicated criminal cases are in his hands, and clues will basically be found in two days. Therefore, countless criminals have fallen into his hands!
But recently, he has often been in a trance.
Because some seemingly very unexpected things always happened around him, like yesterday, when he was about to drive on the bridge, the bridge suddenly collapsed.
If it weren't for an old man who suddenly jumped out when passing the intersection, when the bridge collapsed, the police car driven by Zhang Chi happened to be driving on the small bridge...]
With the help of the dim light in the thatched shed, Sun Hao quickly skimmed the story, and then put down the script in his hand.
how to say?
"Death is Coming" is that the protagonists have their own ways of death, and this "The King of Hades" is all the ways of death are superimposed on one person. As for these ways of death are made by "human" or "heaven" Yes, hehe..., who knows?
"How about it?"
Seeing Sun Hao finish the story, Zhang Yimou asked with a smile.
"It's a follow-up, but it's a bit new."
"Ha ha…"
Seeing what Sun Hao said, Zhang Weiping was overjoyed.
"Yimou, what's the matter, Sun Hao and I have the same point of view, why don't we just shoot this one, anyway, the 250,000 RMB script cost has already been spent."
But Zhang Yimou shook his head lightly, his attitude was still firm.
At this time, the fat boss with quick hands and feet came over with a few dishes.
"Hey..., director, seniors, I will serve four dishes first, you guys are drinking, the hare is in the pot, it should be stewed for a while longer."
"good!"
In response, Sun Hao got up and helped the fat boss put the dishes on the table.
Spicy stir-fried chicken nuggets, scrambled eggs with green onions, cold chrysanthemum, fried peanuts... The combination of meat and vegetables is suitable, and it looks very appetizing.
Zeng Li winked, got up and opened the baijiu Sun Hao brought, cleaned the four tea bowls, and filled them up one by one.
"Director, how about we chat while eating?" Sun Hao raised the chopsticks.
"good!"
Perhaps because he was really hungry, Zhang Yimou saw the stupid eggs fried with scallions and started his hands.
"Yes, Not Bad!"
After chewing carefully, Zhang Yimou praised him.
"Not bad, not bad, you should eat more!" Enthusiastic Sun Hao conveniently put the plate in front of Zhang Yimou.
Compared with Zeng Li, Zhang Yimou, and Sun Hao who are eating big pieces, Zhang Weiping still didn't move his chopsticks.
"Sun Hao, I still want to hear you finish talking."
"Hmm... good!" Sun Hao thought for a while, then put the chopsticks on the plate.
"Director, you are my guide, without you, I might still be waiting for the attention of any director in China Opera right now?
Therefore, if you have needs, I will naturally go all out. "
At this point, Sun Hao suddenly looked at Zhang Weiping.
"Mr. Zhang, I wonder if you have heard of [63 Prophecies]?"
"Of course I've heard that it's such a big deal.
Moreover, after the first four prophecies were all fulfilled, news spread on the Internet that the American devils frantically reinforced the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center in New York. It is said that they bought 60,000 tons of steel bars alone.
You said, the person who wrote the prophecy is also strange. The other 62 prophecies all have precise occurrence times, and some are even accurate to a few minutes and seconds, but this fifth prophecy is the worst, only five short words [Collapse of the World Trade Center Twin Towers in New York].
As for when? For what reason? I don't know all of them, haha..." Zhang Weiping is obviously also a temperamental person, and he can't hold his tongue when he talks about the matter that made the American devils feel aggrieved.
Of course, when he was talking, Sun Hao was not idle, and often raised the teacup to touch Zhang Yimou. Although he had a bad stomach, he had to drink something when he came to Xiamen.
It didn't take long, like ten minutes, Zhang Weiping felt something was wrong.
"Sun Hao, why are you asking me this?"
"it works!"
Valley
"Mr. Zhang, after receiving a call from Zeng Li, I started to conceive the plot. I must ensure that the film is artistic and satisfy the director, and also ensure that the box office of the movie is not less than one billion US dollars, so that Mr. Zhang can make money..."
"What?"
Zhang Weiping stood up directly from his seat, completely shocked.
A billion dollars... Oh my god, did I hear that right?
Sun Hao actually said that he can guarantee that the box office of this movie will break through one billion US dollars, so why do you want to make "The King of Hell"?
I will shoot this!
"Sun Hao, you should talk about the plot first!"
Zhang Yimou is mature and prudent, and always feels that it is not that simple. If there is such a good thing, wouldn't Sun Hao shoot it himself?
Now he needs money and money, actors and actors, even if he wants to use Hollywood superstars like Tom Hanks, I believe those Hollywood superstars will be very happy to be recruited by him.
"Hmm..." Sun Hao nodded and began to chat.
"The last of the [63 prophecies], Japan's five-nuclear nuclear system in New York, killed 6.7 million people and injured countless people, and my story unfolds according to this prophecy.
It's about James, a survivor on the brink of a nuclear disaster after a nuclear explosion..."
"puff…"
"Cough cough cough..."
"Boom!"
Before the story Sun Hao wanted to talk about started, Zhang Weiping, Zhang Yimou and even Zeng Li were all in a panic, spraying water, coughing and coughing, falling to the ground.
"Uh..., what's the matter with you?"
Sun Hao stood up and helped Zeng Li who had fallen to the ground.
"Sun Hao..."
"Um?"
"Do you know that Japan and the United States are about to fight because of this prophecy?" Zhang Weiping said.
"It's nonsense on the Internet, people are fine, Japan is like a watchdog, whoever the United States lets it bite." Sun Hao waved his hands disapprovingly.
"Mr. Zhang, just tell me, if this kind of disaster movie is actually shot in New York, will it get a billion-dollar movie box office worldwide?"
"Yes, for sure!
But the day is sure to kill me!
Because if I make this movie, I will actually remind the United States repeatedly that the nuclear bomb will be detonated in your territory soon. "Zhang Weiping shook his head and sighed.
...
The drinking game was simple, and the four of them left after eating the hare meat.
With Sun Hao's story idea, Zhang Yimou and Zhang Weiping went back to a hotel in Xiang'an City by car, while Sun Hao and Zeng Li walked hand in hand along the newly built road.
Damai Technology is not far from Diaoyu Island, the hotel where the crew stayed, only three kilometers away. The two walked and chatted, and they could walk there soon.
"Sun Hao..."
"Um?"
"Did you do it on purpose?" Zeng Li tilted her head and smiled.
"It counts!"
In front of his girlfriend~www.mtlnovel.com~ Sun Hao also confessed.
"It has box office prospects, humanistic care, and artistic quality, because it needs to deeply explore the human nature after the nuclear explosion...
But they didn't dare to shoot, so it's not my fault.
And in this way, I can also save a lot of trouble. It saves me that people often ask me for movie scripts. "
"Hmmmm..."
Zeng Li leaned her head on Sun Hao's shoulder, it's great to fall in love with such a smart man, basically nothing can trouble him.
But at this moment, Zeng Li's cell phone vibrated suddenly, and a text message came.