America’s Big Hero

Chapter 74: : I'm not a bad person after all

The plane arrived at Newark International Airport, and as soon as they exited the airport, the three of them frowned slightly when they saw the person who came to pick up the plane. Isn't this dress a bit out of place?

When they got to the parking lot and watched the pick-up pick up an old and faded pickup truck, the three of them frowned even more, "You don't even have a slightly better car, do you? "

"This car is not ordinary." Jeff, who came to pick up the plane, smiled and said, "Get in the car, guys, I'll give you a big surprise here."

Jeff now has no bird tattoos on his arm, no long hair, and no moustache. He looks very simple in an old suit, and he can't see the style of the big sparrow.

"Okay, okay." The three looked depressed, opened the car door, stretched out their hands to sweep the seats, and raised their hands to see that it was full of dust.

But everyone came all the way, and they could only grumble and complain about getting in the car. After a while, the car drove out of the city and the road became more and more remote.

"Where is this car going?" One person felt wrong, and immediately shouted loudly, "I'm not going, I want to get off."

"Crack!" Jeff took out a pistol next to the seat, turned it around his fingers, and pressed it directly on the co-pilot's screenwriter's temple, "Come on, I'll give you a chance to reorganize your language."

"I, I, I...I won't get out of the car." The editor's face turned pale, his legs trembled, and the urge to urinate surged up.

The last two editors didn't do well either. The reason why these three people came was because Sean asked the screenwriter to have written a crime shootout script. Therefore, all kinds of crime scenes began to emerge uncontrollably in their minds. , booby-trapping, torture, throwing corpses... all kinds of punishment...

To scare myself to death.

Seeing the frightened lips of the three screenwriters turn white and their faces covered in cold sweat, Jeff's bad taste in his heart was greatly satisfied at the same time.

It's just, where is this going?

Without a word, they drove directly to the military base. The three screenwriters looked through the car window at the tall courtyard wall in front and the power grid hanging on it. If there were gunshots coming from inside, their brains were buzzing on the spot.

God, what kind of employer is this bastard!

Before coming here, the idea of ​​​​collaborating with stupid employers will be forgotten by them. Now there is nothing else to ask for, but to be able to leave Newark alive!

The thick and heavy iron gate of the base was opened, and there were still anti-collision antlers standing inside. After the antlers were removed, the pickup truck drove in.

"Get out of the car, friends, welcome to X Security Company!" Jeff jumped out of the car and said to the three with a smile.

I heard that Tou invited a screenwriter to come over, and these boring gangsters ran over to watch the fun, all of them had only seen the movie but never had contact with them, nothing else, boring, curious!

It's just that these guys have just been training, and now they are all carrying long guns and short cannons, and two of them are carrying recoilless rocket launchers on their backs. Dozens of burly men surrounded the three screenwriters in suits and leather shoes. middle…

It's like a deer in Christmas clothes surrounded by fur.

Anyone can go up twice

The most irritating thing is that some people still do it, and they even use guns...

That scene...

It was very embarrassing.

Until Sean came over.

"What are you doing, what are you doing!"

"So many people, in front of everyone!"

"You can spend some money if you like it, spend some money, even if it's prostitution, it won't cost much!"

"It's alright, alright, it's all gone, go back and train hard!"

Drive away all these animals. When the three screenwriters showed up, Sean was startled. His clothes were disheveled and his hair was messy...

What did these guys do!

He was just letting people come out to scare him!

The three screenwriters who had rearranged their clothes were taken to the office. Sean leaned back on the chair and put his legs on the desk. "Have you received an invitation?"

"Accept, I got it."

"Then how are you going to work for me!"

"Whatever you want to do, it's fine."

"Whatever you want to do? You said it! Good!" Sean smiled and patted his thigh, "Do you know why you were invited over?"

"Yes, write the script."

"Well, not bad." Sean took out a file and threw it on the ground in front of the three of them, "Look at all, this is a bank robbery that happened some time ago."

The three of them didn't care about Sean's humiliating behavior, they bent over to pick it up, and looked at it together.

After the three of them had finished reading it, Sean said, "Is it possible to adapt a script based on this real case?"

The three looked at each other, their faces filled with hesitation, and they didn't want to agree in their hearts.

"Huh?" Sean widened his eyes.

The three nodded immediately, "Yes, it can be adapted."

"I invited you here because I believed in your ability. The quality of the script determines the success of a movie. If the movie doesn't succeed, of course I..." Sean smiled and looked at the three of them, "Of course I don't blame you either. "

"I don't know where you live or who you are at home. After all, I'm not a bad person."

"right."

If you say that, we are even more afraid, okay?

There are many people who have taken advantage of the fact that they have plunged into Hollywood, but this kind of threat is really... rare.

As for the movie thing, even the Eighth Congress can't guarantee that it will make money if it is made.

"I'll talk about a few principles for adaptation. First, the whole plot should highlight the process of preparing the robbers. It should be professional, precise, detailed, and reproducible."

"Second, after the robbery is over, the fight between the gangsters and the police must be intense and exciting."

"Thirdly, the police can't be stupid, they must have sufficient mechanisms and be brave enough."

"Fourth, at the end, the robbers didn't run away due to some accidents, and were all shot dead by the police. If it wasn't for an accident, they would have gone abroad with money to enjoy the sun, the beach, and beauties!"

As soon as the request came out, the three of them looked at each other. Why didn't they feel like this was a serious movie?

"Can it be done?"

The three nodded quickly.

"Okay, that's it, in order for you to have a better personal experience, someone will entertain you after you go out for a while, and you will be separated and write your own scripts. I will give you three days, three In a few days, I will compare your scripts."

"I only need the best!" Sean pointed out the three of them, "He will take away $50,000."

"The bad two..." Sean shook his head regretfully.

The three of them shivered again in fright. What does this mean?

Are you going to die if you write poorly?

When will you risk your life to write a script?

Jeff walked in and took away the three people who were crying and grieving. There were three cars outside the gate of the base, and there were old black men covered in tattoos standing at the gates of the cars.

"They will show you today how the robbers and gangs live. I hope I can see you again in three days. Go ahead." into the car.

Sean doesn't care what kind of things the three of them will be scared into tonight. That guy Lamb explained all the Hollywood tactics. To find an accounting firm.

Therefore, the profession with the most secrets in the United States is the 'accountant'.

In fact, film companies of the same level as the former Sega Harvest have been miserable in Hollywood.

Sean doesn't think he, a pure layman, can get any preferential treatment in that place in Hollywood where he has high acting skills.

So, why follow the Hollywood rules?

Isn't it good to follow your own rules?

As long as you don't touch those big movie companies, if those small companies dare to trick themselves...

Then you have to bet on whether there is any bullet in Lao Tzu's gun!

If you have a monthly ticket, don't vote for others, you must vote for me!

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