bestfiction Chapter 261 A Rising Star of a Writer
Chapter 261 A Rising Star of a Writer
Zhuang Chaoying also quickly stood up, a smile on her face, and the two clasped hands tightly.
During this brief physical contact, Zhuang Chaoying genuinely felt that Director Xie was very approachable, without any airs of a big director. His every move was like that of an ordinary working-class person, simple and easy-going, which instantly relaxed Zhuang Chaoying's previously somewhat nervous mood.
"Xiao Zhuang, we also have funding. We can't use your novel for free. We'll pay 800 yuan for the film rights, and we'll also add your name to the credits."
Director Xie let go of her hand.
Zhuang Chaoying knew very well that in this day and age, the film rights for adapting novels into movies, no matter how good the novel is, are fixed at 800 yuan. Even the worst novel will still cost 800 yuan.
This is the current state of the industry, so he wasn't surprised.
Just then, a thought suddenly flashed through Zhuang Chaoying's mind, and a business opportunity quietly took shape in his heart.
"Director Xie, I don't have any requests, but could you please add the words 'Xinsheng Home Appliance Factory' at the end? Also, the kettles used in this production crew were sponsored free of charge by the factory."
Director Xie was slightly taken aback, then a knowing smile appeared on his face. "Xiao Zhuang, I thought it was something serious. Okay, I agree. It's just adding a few words at the end of the film, and the crew using your factory's kettles and electric kettles. It's no big deal."
Seeing that the matter had been settled, Wang Yougui's face was flushed, and he raised his wine glass with great enthusiasm, speaking loudly.
"The matter is settled. Let's have a drink and wish Director Xie's movie will be a nationwide hit."
Director Xie also raised his glass.
"Old Wang, then I'll take your good wishes. I'm also full of confidence in this movie. With such a good source material, plus the excellent actors and the hard work of our entire team, it will definitely not disappoint everyone."
As they spoke, everyone raised their glasses, the clinking of glasses producing a crisp and pleasant sound, before tilting their heads back and downing the wine in their glasses.
Even after a hearty meal, Zhuang Chaoying remained very excited.
He suddenly remembered that he, Ah Ling, and his daughter were all loyal fans of Liu Xiaoqing, so he quickly took out a notebook and pen from his briefcase and walked over to Liu Xiaoqing with a mix of nervousness and excitement.
He thought to himself that it wouldn't be right for him to call her Sister Xiaoqing, since he was older than Liu Xiaoqing, so he should just call her by her full name.
He bent down and handed over the notebook. "Comrade Liu Xiaoqing, my wife and my daughter are your fans. Could you please sign this for us?"
Just then, Director Xie's assistant, Xiao Zhao, came over with a camera. "Teacher Zhuang, I have a camera here. Would you like me to take a group photo of you?"
Zhuang Chaoying looked at Liu Xiaoqing with surprise. "Would it be convenient to take a photo together?"
Liu Xiaoqing, with her cheerful personality, waved her hand and laughed. "What's the big deal? It's just a group photo. Come on, let's take one together!"
Her enthusiasm instantly ignited the atmosphere, and everyone gathered around to take a group photo.
Standing in the crowd, Zhuang Chaoying felt incredibly lucky; this was a successful fan meeting.
The thought of taking a photo with big stars like Liu Xiaoqing and Jiang Wen filled him with excitement, and he kept repeating to himself: "Grandma Qing, Jiang Wen, oh my god, I'm so excited."
This trip to Shanghai was truly worthwhile for Zhuang Chaoying.
During this period, he had many conversations with Ba Jin and Xie Lingyun. Their insights into literature and film, as well as their advanced ideas, benefited Zhuang Chaoying greatly, and these are things he needs to keep learning.
Although he felt he might never reach their level in his lifetime, he was already very content with what he had achieved so far.
What Zhuang Chaoying didn't know was that, at that time, in the eyes of others, he was also a rising star among writers.
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This time, Zhuang Chaoying was not drunk and was very clear-headed. She returned to the hotel in Wang Yougui's car.
The car slowly pulled up in front of the hotel. Zhuang Chaoying opened the car door, took a deep breath of the cool night air, and carried a briefcase containing the significant eight hundred yuan. This was the first income he received from the film adaptation of his work. The amount wasn't much, but it carried a heavy weight.
I walked into the hotel and went straight to the door of room 302, where I raised my hand and knocked.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Who?"
"I am Zhuang Chaoying."
The door creaked open, and it was Tu Nan who opened it.
"Dad, come in, what are you standing there for?" Tu Nan smiled and stepped aside to let him in.
Zhuang Chaoying looked at Tu Nan, feeling a little puzzled. Why did she bring Tu Nan back? This Ah Ling didn't even tell her beforehand.
"Tunan, where's your mom?"
Zhuang Chaoying went in and saw Huang Ling lying comfortably on the bed watching TV.
When Huang Ling saw Chao Ying return, she immediately sat up, her eyes filled with curiosity. "Didn't you say there was some great news? What is it?"
Zhuang Chaoying deliberately kept everyone in suspense, cleared her throat, and spoke in a serious tone.
"My throat is a little dry, I want to drink some water."
Tu Nan quickly took the teacup, poured a cup of hot water for his father, and handed it to him. "Dad, have some water."
Zhuang Chaoying took the cup, blew on it gently twice, and then took small sips.
After finishing his drink, he handed the cup to Tunan.
"Dad, just tell me already, I'm so anxious!"
Zhuang Chaoying slowly took off his clothes, and Tu Nan quickly took them, skillfully hung them on the coat rack by the door, and then walked over quickly, looking at him expectantly.
Zhuang Chaoying suddenly asked, "Have either of you seen 'The Herdsman'?"
Huang Ling and Tu Nan exchanged a glance, a hint of doubt flashing in their eyes, before nodding in agreement.
Huang Ling said, "We've all seen 'The Herdsman,' what does that have to do with what you're doing today?"
She simply couldn't understand the connection between the two.
Zhuang Chaoying's face flushed with excitement. "This is huge! My novel, 'Youth in the Great Northern Wilderness,' is going to be made into a movie! The person I'm meeting today is Director Xie. What do you say, Aling, Tu Nan?"
Tu Nan was so excited that he grabbed his father's arms with both hands, his eyes wide open. "Dad, really? You're amazing!" He looked at his father with admiration and was incredibly proud of him.
Zhuang Chaoying patted her son's hand with a smile. "Tu Nan, let go. There's something even more powerful. Go get my briefcase."
After receiving the briefcase from Tu Nan, Zhuang Chaoying first took out a notebook and solemnly handed it to A Ling.
Huang Ling took the notebook and examined it carefully. "Nothing special about it. We have plenty of notebooks like this at home."
She looked it over and over, but couldn't find anything particularly special about it.
Zhuang Chaoying smiled and reminded him, her eyes filled with anticipation. "Open the cover page."
Huang Ling slowly opened the cover page, and Liu Xiaoqing's signature appeared in large print on the page.
Now it was Huang Ling's turn to be so excited that she stood up on the bed, her finger trembling as she pointed at the autograph. "Chao Ying, you, you, you~~ you saw Xiao Qing!"
"This time, she's the female lead. We even took a photo together. She'll mail it to me once the photos are developed."
Seeing his wife and son looking at him with adoration, Zhuang Chaoying felt like he was floating on air. This feeling of being recognized and admired by his family made him feel incredibly satisfied.
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