Chapter 424 Men Become Bad when They Have Money and Status

After chatting for a while, Zhang Yimou left.

800 yuan for the novel adaptation rights and 2,000 yuan for writing the script, which is still the recognized price in the industry, and the two had nothing to discuss.

After Zhang Yimou left, Fang Minghua considered how to adapt the novel into a script.

In fact, it was ready-made, and there was no problem for Fang Minghua at all.

Zhang Yimou's requirements for the script just now, for this novel, actually highlight this feature:

The plot of the novel is not thrilling, it is all about the most ordinary things, but the protagonist Qiu Ju's unyielding and stubborn character makes this novel stand out all of a sudden.

Go back and write in the evening

Fang Minghua went back to his parents' house in the evening to have dinner, and then took his son and daughter-in-law to his father-in-law's house, and took his daughter out to play in the New Town Square.

Now the weather is not so cold, and it gets dark later, so the two took their children to play in the New Town Square.

Daughter Ruirui has learned to walk, staggering, running around with her short legs, poor Lele can't walk yet, and can only envy her.

Fang Minghua still tied a belt around his son's waist and pulled him to learn to walk, and asked his wife to watch his daughter so that she wouldn't fall.

The two chatted while playing with the children.

Fang Minghua said that Zhang Yimou came to him to talk about "Qiu Ju Goes to Court" being made into a movie.

Song Tangtang naturally had no objection. Her husband's novels were being adapted into the big screen, which was a good thing at the time.

But when she heard that it was Zhang Yimou who was going to film, she suddenly asked: "Minghua, did Zhang Yimou divorce his wife?"

Fang Minghua was a little surprised.

There was no Internet in those days, and this kind of gossip news was not spread as fast as in later generations. When she met Zhang Yimou today, he didn't talk about his family's private affairs, so Fang Minghua certainly wouldn't take the initiative to ask - this was not a good thing.

If she hadn't traveled to this era, he wouldn't know.

Seeing her husband's surprised look, Song Tangtang explained: "I met Linda's sister-in-law today, and she mentioned this matter unintentionally."

Oh.

Linda works at the Xiying Studio, so she probably knows a little bit.

"I heard that Zhang Yimou's wife treated him very well. She married him in the most difficult time and paid for him to go to school in Yandian. I didn't expect him to be like this now." Song Tangtang sighed: "Some people say that men become bad when they have money and status. Is that true?"

Why ask me?

I didn't become bad.

But what Song Tangtang said makes sense.

In this era, I know not only Zhang Yimou, but also Jia Pingwa, Wang Shuo, and Yu Hua, who all divorced in the end. Oh, and Lu Yao.

But Lu Yao doesn't look like that now, and the couple has a good relationship.

"Don't ask me, I don't know." Fang Minghua looked innocent:

"When I interact with others, I only look at their talents and abilities, and don't ask about their private affairs. It doesn't matter who Zhang Yimou marries in the future, as long as the movies he makes are good. What, are you worried that I will be blackened by the company of the red?" Fang Minghua asked back.

"No!" Song Tangtang answered very confidently.

"If you want to change, you would have changed a long time ago. Why are you waiting now? That girl named Emily in the United States and that female student named Li Hongying in Lu Academy have feelings for you, right? And Li, let's not talk about this, I believe you!"

"It's mainly because you are so charming, I don't like those."

"Hate!" Song Tangtang said angrily, but she was still sweet in her heart.

She is still very confident about her figure and appearance. Although she has given birth to two children, her figure is still the same, unlike Zhao Hongjun's wife, who is as fat as Zhao Hongjun.

Of course, she also has to work hard and learn more, and can't just be a vase, in order to keep up with her husband's pace.

Fang Minghua's script was written in just three days, and the number of words is not long, less than 30,000 words.

For a talented director like Zhang Yimou, the script does not need to be too detailed, which will limit his performance.

After the script was written, Zhang Yimou was supposed to come to pick it up, but this guy disappeared in the past few days. That afternoon, Fang Minghua had nothing to do at work for the time being, so she wanted to go to Xiying.

Fang Minghua packed up his briefcase, put the script in it, went to the office of Bai Miao across the street to say hello, and then went downstairs to the magazine.

Squeezed on the bus, there were many people on the bus, Fang Minghua held the briefcase under his arm, stood in the car with one hand holding the handle, and looked at the scenery outside.

A singer's voice came from the audio-visual store outside the window:

How happy I am on Sunday morning

I got on the bus with my monthly ticket

I clenched my thumb

The cash is more than 200

This year's very popular song "Sunday" was not sung by Chi Zhiqiang as later legends say, but by the original singer named Zhai Huimin.

The song is cheerful and the lyrics are catchy. Only in this era dare to sing the matter of taking someone else's wallet so elegantly and unworldly.

Fang Minghua couldn't help humming along.

The old man first caught me

The Nanguan District Branch has many ways

One detention lasted for more than half a year

Damn!

Fang Minghua suddenly realized something. He found that a young man with long hair and wearing a denim jacket was looking at him with some ill intentions.

So he quickly touched his wallet in his suit pocket and found it was still there.

He immediately pretended to cough twice in a very calm manner.

That meant: buddy, I'm paying attention.

The young man also squeezed to another place tactfully.

It seems that I have to buy another car.

After arriving at Xiying Studio, Fang Minghua did not look for Zhang Yimou but went straight to the director's office. Fortunately, Wu Tianmin was there.

"Hey, Minghua, what brings you here?" Wu Tianmin greeted him warmly and poured him a cup of tea.

"I wrote the script for Yimou, and since he didn't come to pick it up, I sent it to him." Fang Minghua smiled and explained the purpose of her visit.

"Do you still need to send it? Just give me a call and I'll arrange for someone to pick it up."

"Anyway, I came here because I didn't have anything to do at work today, and I came to visit you by the way."

"Are there many people in the car?"

"It's too crowded. Don't tell me that I was almost robbed by a thief." Fang Minghua talked about what happened in the car just now.

Wu Tianmin laughed and said, "What's the big deal? I've been robbed more than once. I'm used to it. There are indeed many thieves in Xijing."

The two chatted for a while, and Fang Minghua took out the script from her briefcase and handed it to Wu Tianmin. The other party took it and read it carefully for a while before saying: "It's well written. Yimou will definitely like it. This kind of script is what he is best at."

"What is Yimou busy with recently?" Fang Minghua asked curiously.

"Divorce! His wife Xiao Hua disagrees and is making a fuss." Wu Tianmin sighed after saying that.

"This Zhang Yimou, he listens to me in everything else, why is he so stubborn about this matter?" After saying that, he shook his head.

Fang Minghua knew that Wu Tianmin and Zhang Yimou were both teachers and friends. The teacher was also upset when his student got into this trouble.

At this time, a staff member knocked on the door and came in. It was Director Liu of the Distribution Department. Seeing Fang Minghua, he greeted her and whispered to Wu Tianmin.

"Director, China Film does not agree with our request. The release of "Red Sorghum" may have to be postponed."