Chapter 88 As long as I can make money, none of this matters!
Chapter 88 As long as I can make money, none of this matters!
Christine's eyes widened.
She acted as if she were meeting Chen Xun for the first time.
Christine knew that Chen Xun was a talented and hardworking actor.
But she had no idea that he had such clear and professional insights into the structure of the script, the deep psychology of the characters, and even the narrative logic of the entire commercial genre film.
This was completely beyond her understanding of what an actor should be.
"Did you write all of these?"
Christine's voice was filled with disbelief as she pointed to the insightful analyses and constructive suggestions for improvement on the screen.
Chen Xun touched his nose; naturally, he couldn't reveal that this was the analysis from renowned film critics and netizens in his previous life.
"Just thinking about it, since there's a chance of getting this opportunity, I should do my homework. I can't just knowingly jump into a pit with my eyes closed!"
"Just thinking about it?"
Christine's voice rose as she picked up the structural diagram on the table, covered with arrows and symbols, and pointed to the clearly marked nodes:
"You call this just random thinking? Chen Xun, this is the kind of work only professional screenwriters do!"
"When did you learn all this? Back at the University of Southern California?"
She looked at Chen Xun with surprise in her eyes, as if she were looking at a treasure that had suddenly unlocked a hidden skill.
She recalled Chen Xun's successful portrayal of the character Han Li, and now he was giving such an in-depth structural analysis of "Green Lantern"...
All of this connects!
Christine realized that the man beside her was far more than she had initially thought.
Chen Xun felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze and mumbled:
"It's just something I figured out myself after watching a lot of movies. Plus, from an actor's perspective, I can sometimes feel something about the script that doesn't feel right!"
"This isn't just a simple feeling of discomfort!"
Christine shook her head, her tone filled with admiration:
"You've pinpointed the problem directly and even prescribed medicine! Holy shit, Chen Xun, I feel like I've stumbled upon a treasure!"
She put down the paper and couldn't help but reach out and ruffle his hair, a gesture tinged with both affection and disbelief.
"I'm starting to suspect that you might have some other hidden identity? Like, are you a super genius with countless degrees, or were you possessed by the soul of some legendary Hollywood screenwriter?"
Chen Xun chuckled at her antics and grabbed her mischievous hand: "Read less fantasy novels!"
Christine leaned against him, looking up at him, her grey-green eyes sparkling.
"Honestly, Chen Xun, your ideas are fantastic!"
"If those guys at Warner Bros. had any sense, they would have listened to you. This isn't just about changing a character; it's about saving a project that could have flopped again!"
She paused, her tone becoming serious:
"Do you need me to introduce you to anyone? Although I'm not very familiar with people in DC, I do have a few connections there!"
Chen Xun felt a warmth in his heart and shook his head:
"Not for now! Let Rob go and scout things out first, see their reaction. If they're willing to change, that's best; if not..."
He shrugged: "Then it's better if he doesn't play Green Lantern!"
Christine looked at Chen Xun's calm and confident profile, and the feeling of having struck gold grew stronger.
She had always known that Chen Xun had clear goals and acted with composure, but now, he possessed an additional quality that reassured her.
"All right!"
She stopped worrying, yawned, and became languid again.
"Whatever decision you make, I'll support you!"
She took his hand and led him towards the bedroom:
"Now, Mr. Genius Screenwriter, it's time for a rest!"
Chen Xun smiled and turned off the computer, then she dragged him out of the study.
The lights went out, plunging the study into darkness. Only the reflection of the computer screen just before it went completely dark illuminated the outlines of the papers on the table covered with thoughts.
……
The day before the meeting with Warner.
As agreed, Chen Xun arrived at Rob's agency office.
He had been here a few times before.
The space is simple, without any extravagant decorations; it's just standard white walls, a desk, and a sofa for guests.
There were also several bookshelves crammed with files, and in the corner piled up some unopened scripts.
Unlike before, there is a huge poster of a person right at the entrance!
Above is a still from the drama featuring Chen Xun as Boss Li!
Chen Xun: "???"
Robert was clearly very proud, his expression as if he were showing off to Chen Xun!
Chen Xun ignored all of that and sat down directly, gesturing for Robert to get down to business.
Rob regained his composure, scratched his messy hair, leaned forward, and lowered his voice:
"Tomorrow is crucial! Besides the casting director, Warner Bros. will also be represented by a vice president in charge of DC film development named Greg Silverman, who is a decision-maker."
"This guy is known for being difficult, but he's also a realist. As long as you can convince him he can make money, everything is negotiable!"
Chen Xun nodded.
This aligns with his impression of Hollywood businessmen.
Race?
Chinese?
As long as I can make money, none of this matters!
"You know the rules, but I'll repeat them again!"
Robert extended his thick fingers:
"First, you need to be confident, but you're there to demonstrate your value, not to teach them how to make movies!"
Even if that's what you think, don't show it!
"Most importantly, absolutely no details about the script or project can be leaked! We can't afford the consequences of violating the confidentiality agreements we've signed!"
"I don't want to get blacklisted by Hollywood along with you!"
"clear!"
Chen Xun's words were concise and to the point.
He knew that Hollywood was almost obsessive about keeping projects secret.
"Alright, that's all for the serious part!"
Rob rubbed his hands together, a mixture of excitement and slyness on his face:
"Now I'll show you something good. I used some old connections and talked myself hoarse to finally get my hands on this..."
As if by magic, he carefully took out a document sealed in a brown paper bag from a locked drawer in his desk.
It was stamped with the prominent seal of Confidential and Warner Bros.
"The initial draft of the script for the Green Lantern project!"
Rob's voice was even lower, almost a whisper:
"You can only look at it here, no photos, no copies, and you can't take it out of this door! After you're done looking at it, you have to return it and pretend nothing happened."
Chen Xun's heart skipped a beat.
First draft of the script!
This is exactly what he needs most!
All his previous analyses were based on speculation from past life memories and the logic of common genre films.
With the script, he could verify each other's interpretations and know whether his prescription was correct or not.
Rob really went all out this time!
"Understand!"
Chen Xun took the heavy brown paper bag, feeling his palms sweating slightly.
He took a deep breath, tore off the seal, and took out a thick stack of bound scripts.
Robert consciously walked to the window, pretending to look at the scenery, leaving Chen Xun space to read.
The only sound in the office was the rustling of Chen Xun rapidly turning the pages.
He read extremely quickly, almost like a scanner, focusing on capturing the story structure, character settings, and key scenes.
The script, his memories of his past life, and his own analysis overlapped to a great extent!
Hal Jordan's sculpt is flat!
The opening scene features a gifted, slightly rebellious test pilot who, after being chosen by the ring, experiences a brief period of confusion but quickly accepts his fate. However, the film lacks a profound portrayal of inner motivation and fear.
As for supporting characters, Carol Ferris is practically just a standard girlfriend and motivational character, with a weak presence.
The villain Parallax's design remains simple and brutal: a massive energy entity that wants to devour everything, with virtually no philosophical conflict.
As expected, the third act was a barrage of CGI special effects, with the Green Lantern Corps' collective appearance feeling like a mere formality, lacking any real emotional impact.
There were so many flaws that he almost wanted to yell, "Are you kidding me?"
This script feels like a formulaic patchwork of elements from a superhero movie, lacking any soul.
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