Cannon Fodder Stand-In Becomes Popular in the Entertainment Industry [MTL]

Ch 39

Chapter 39

"What is going on, can any of you explain clearly?" After returning to the nanny car, there were only three of them left in the car, and Sang Zhi asked the doubts that had been weighing her down.

Yuyao briefly described what happened at the film and television company.

"He's not lying to you, is he?" Sang Zhi re-examined the unattractive middle-aged man in front of him with suspicious eyes. He was too vicissitudes of life and down-and-out, and he didn't look like someone who could write a hit script. 

Although Sang Zhi was tough with the people in the film and television company, she still felt heartbroken that Yu Yao had lost an opportunity, and she looked at the middle-aged man with unfriendly eyes.

The middle-aged man shook his head and denied repeatedly: "I didn't, little girl, I definitely didn't deceive you."

Yuyao was willing to believe him, otherwise she wouldn't have helped him, but she still had many questions to figure out. 

"Can you tell me about your relationship with Director Tian?" 

The middle-aged man lowered his head and was silent for a long time. He exhaled a deep breath before saying, "My name is Zhou Qing, and I am from the Department of Theater and Literature of China University of Science and Technology." 

Zhou Qing aid that he has been in love with writing since elementary school. He often writes at home. He has submitted articles to magazines, essay competitions, etc., and has won various awards. Later, he was admitted in advance to the Department of Theater and Literature of CUHK. His life the first half was smooth sailing, and he was supposed to have a bright future, until he entered Tian Wenhai's studio and his life was ruined.

In the second semester of his sophomore year, he was introduced to Tian Wenhai's studio by a senior in the same department as an intern.

At this time, Tian Wenhai was already well-known in the industry and had participated in the creation of many hit dramas. Being able to enter Tian Wenhai's studio was the dream of many drama majors. Tian Wenhai had the ability and connections, so studying with him was considered a half-life. Entered the screenwriting circle.

Zhou Qing came to Tian Wenhai's studio with the purest expectations.

But when he arrived at Tian Wenhai's studio, he found that it was different from what he had imagined. Here he was treated as a gunman, always helping Tian Wenhai revise and write manuscripts and improve the outline. Many times Tian Wenhai would only give him a few thousand words of scattered and messy ideas, and ask him to complete the detailed outline of 80,000 words. After he finished the detailed outline, he would revise it day and night, but after the draft was completed, his signature would only be Tian Wenhai.

For this reason, he approached Tian Wenhai for his theory. Tian Wenhai confidently asked him whose idea it was? Who came up with the general main plot?

Tian Wenhai said very bluntly at the time: "I have written the setting and plot development. It is my brain. You don't use your brain and just use your fingers to add tens of thousands of words to my story. I will pay you." "Salary, how can you have the nerve to ask me to sign my name?"

Zhou Qing didn't understand it before, so he tried his best to explain carefully what settings he had added and how much of the plot was his own idea.

But instead of getting Tian Wenhai's understanding, he made Tian Wenhai very angry and scolded him for an hour behind closed doors.

Later Zhou Qing found out that as an intern, the studio allowed him to intern just to help the teacher as a shooter. His job was to just complete the tasks assigned by the teacher. How could an intern still want to sign his name? It's simply wishful thinking.

In the end, the second credit for the play went to another partner of the studio, although he only revised one paragraph.

After seeing the reality clearly, Zhou Qing no longer had any expectations for Tian Wenhai's studio, and only hoped to leave as soon as the internship was over. On the other side, he noticed that there was an original script collection competition, with generous prizes, and the theme matched a short story he had written in high school, so he wrote the script for the competition when he had nothing to do.

When he successfully submitted the completed script, there was a commotion in the office. The management said that Tian Wenhai's hard drive was missing. The hard drive contained the scripts that Tian Wenhai had written over the years and was the studio's most valuable asset. The highest level of vigilance was put on.

Everyone was pushed aside. Tian Wenqing had a face and personally led people to search for the hard drives one by one. When he found Zhou Qing's seat, his face turned dark and he called Zhou Qing to question.

"Why is this here with you?"

Zhou Qing saw the page where he had submitted his contribution. Tian Wenhai brought someone there suddenly, and he didn't have time to close it. He thought Tian Wenhai was accusing him of doing private work at work, and apologized that it was just this once, and he would not touch her at work again in the future.

Unexpectedly, after Zhou Qing finished speaking, Tian Wenhai's face turned even darker. His assistant exclaimed: "No, how come this story looks like the script that Teacher Tian showed to Yue Cheng Film and Television last week? Even the name of the protagonist is exactly the same."

Assistant Tian Wenhai's words made Zhou Qing feel chills all over his body, and his heart suddenly fell to the bottom.

Later, Tian Wenhai's hard drive was found in the trash can in the corridor, with water stains on it from the energy drink Zhou Qing often drank.

Regarding the explanation for the crash in the script, Zhou Qing said that he wrote the short story in a notebook when he was in high school, and the name of the protagonist was also randomly drawn at that time. Tian Wenhai asked him to take out the notebook to read, and he looked through it in the studio and at home. I couldn't find the notebook.

Zhou Qing couldn't argue, and the way his colleagues looked at him changed.

Although Tian Wenhai generously stated that they were just colliding with the script and did not blame Zhou Qing for plagiarism, because Tian Wenhai's script had already signed a contract with Yuecheng Film and Television, Zhou Qing's script could only withdraw from the competition and soon A marketing account revealed the reason why Zhou Qing withdrew from the competition. Suddenly everyone in the industry knew Zhou Qing's name and knew that he had plagiarized the studio teacher's script to participate in the competition. He became a figure that everyone in the industry wanted to beat.

Zhou Qing left Tian Wenhai's studio resolutely. Many people pointed fingers at him in school. His classmates and professors all looked at him strangely. He couldn't stand such discrimination and took a leave of absence after two months.

After dropping out of school, he found several jobs, but failed to do any of them satisfactorily. As Tian Wenhai said, he was useless except for writing. He made many mistakes at work and began to reject social interaction. Finally, he stayed at home to create in seclusion. This period was During the darkest period of his life, he was bursting with inspiration and created many masterpieces.

His mother had been silently supporting him and never put pressure on him. It was not until her mother collapsed in the bathroom three years ago that he learned that his mother suffered from multiple illnesses.

In order to treat his mother, all he could think of was the script in his hand. However, his reputation was not good and the script could not be sold at all. He had basically found all the connections he could think of. When he was desperate, he found Tian Wenhai and packaged his script at a low price. Sell ​​it to him.

"What if what you said is true? Didn't you leave any evidence for what you wrote?" Sang Zhi frowned and asked in confusion.

"Originally, there was, but the motherboard of my computer was broken. I replaced it with a new computer, and the initial archive time of the files on the hard disk was later than Tian Wenhai's."

Sang Zhi was at a loss for answers, hanging his head in despair.

Yuyao held her chin and thought for a moment, then asked: "You said that your first story was written in a notebook?"

Zhou Qing nodded: "Well, yes."

"How many pages were written in your notebook?"

" From the storyline to the character settings and annotations, etc., I wrote hundreds of pages in total, about 100,000 words."

Yuyao asked doubtfully: "You typed 100,000 words over and over again?"

Zhou Qing's dry lips broke into laughter. He smiled, as if he thought Yuyao's question was too simple.

"How is it possible? I used mobile phone software to scan and identify it."

"Then there is no backup of your software scan?"

Sang Zhi admired with conviction: "Why didn't I expect that, Sister Yaoyao, your mind is spinning too fast? ."

Zhou Qing was awakened by Yu Yao's words. He was stunned for a moment and quickly took out his mobile phone to download the original scanning software.

At first, he forgot his account password and was so anxious that he was sweating. It took him a long time to finally find his account. When he saw the scanned pictures uploaded on the account and the words he carefully wrote stroke by stroke, Zhou Qing couldn't help but wonder. His eyes were red with anger.

After Yuyao and the others left, Yang Feiyue had a big quarrel with Tian Wenhai. Yang Feiyue was so busy working on the film that he was so anxious to get the film done, but there was always someone blocking the way.

Yang Feiyue was so angry that he said on the spot that he would stop filming if Yuyao was not allowed to come back.

Tian Wenhai has a bad temper. The higher his reputation and status in the industry, the more arbitrary he becomes. He threatens to leave Yang Feiyue if he is dissatisfied. He knows many great directors, including Yang Feiyue.

Successfully forced Yang Feiyue away.

Things have developed into the current situation. Tian Wenhai is even more determined to win Zhou Qing's script. He has used almost all the resources at hand to prevent Zhou Qing's script from being filmed, leaving Yuyao helpless. After all, they are not as successful as Tian Wenhai. For a long time, he is still confident in his connections.

He waited for two days after taking action. When the time was almost up, he called Zhou Qing. In Tian Wenhai's opinion, they were at their wits' end now.

Wada Wenhai was right. There was indeed no capital investment in Zhou Qing's script. He was still somewhat interested after seeing the script. Everyone shook their heads when they heard the screenwriter's name.

Tian Wenhai's suppression was very successful and thorough.

"How are you thinking about it now? If you sell it to me now, I will still pay the price that day, one hundred thousand. After passing this village, I may not give you this price. You think about it carefully." Tian Wenhai He said with a tone of assurance of victory.

Zhou Qing had just finished feeding his mother. His mother's surgery was successful and she could go home after two weeks of observation.

Without the psychological pressure, he is now extremely clear-headed, and he has clearly seen Tian Wenhai's usual methods. He said to Tian Wenhai in an unprecedented equal tone: "If you want my script, why don't you return the notepad to me first and then we can Let's talk."

Zhou Qing thought about it and felt that the mysterious disappearance of his notepad was probably related to Tian Wenhai.

As expected, Tian Wenhai jumped up and got angry, retorting: "What does the notepad you lost have to do with me? I value your notepad?!"

Zhou Qing didn't notice Tian Wenhai's abnormality before, but now he can see it Well, given Tian Wenhai's habit of forgetting things, he actually remembered Zhou Qing's notepad, and became furious when he mentioned it.

Zhou Qing said in a relaxed tone: "Director Tian, ​​do you think that I can't do anything to you without my notepad? I can only admit that you framed me?"

Tian Wenhai smiled sadly and said: "You said that I framed me ? You, do you have evidence? If you could produce evidence, would you want to hide like a street rat for eight years? Don't say you can't produce evidence, even if you really have evidence, you are still a little ant and want to shake the tree? "

"If it's a towering good tree, I might not be able to shake it, but if it's a rotten wood that's rotten from root to tip, ants should be able to shake it easily." After saying that, Zhou Qing hung up the phone and pulled

Tian Wenhai in blacklist.

Tian Wenhai called back and found out that he had been blocked. He was so angry that he smashed a cup in the office. People outside the studio were silent when they heard the noise.

After smoking half a pack of cigarettes, Tian Wenhai calmed down.

He moved to the safe in the office, entered the password, and with a beep sound, Tian Wenhai pushed aside the cash and documents that were blocking the outside, and took out a black-covered notebook from the inside.

The cover is full of traces of time, the paper is yellowed, and the footers are rolled up. You can tell at a glance that it has been read countless times.

Tian Wenhai opened the cover again, and the strong text came into view.

I have to say that Zhou Qing is indeed very talented in literary creation. The collection of short stories in his notebooks over the years has inspired him a lot and made him a lot of money.

It's a pity that it can't be kept.

Tian Wenhai pressed the lighter and lit a corner of the notebook. After a while, the fire engulfed the notepad.

Zhou Qing said he was a rotten piece of wood from root to end?

Then Tian Wenhai will let Zhou Qing see what it means to be bad from the root to the end, and even if he is a rotten wood ant, he can't be shaken!

After burning the only evidence, Tian Wenhai immediately contacted his media friends.

That night, the black material Zhou Qing plagiarized was on the topic list again.

This time Zhou Qing and Yu Yao have a relationship. Everyone in the industry knows that Yu Yao is helping Zhou Qing invest and is also inviting suitable directors to cooperate.

Tian Wenhai was deliberately operating behind the scenes, and Zhou Qing's plagiarized material became popular very quickly. Yuyao and Sang Zhi were not in a hurry. They were waiting for Tian Wenhai to help them heat up the topic, which could just in time warm up the script.

They were worried that Zhou Qing wouldn't be able to bear it and would cause bad memories for him.

In fact, Zhou Qing's situation is not as bad as they imagined. After so many years, he has been able to face the oppression and slander of public opinion calmly.

Just as Yuyao and Sang Zhi considered, Tian Wenhai rushed to make them popular, and the ready-made free promotion was not wasted or wasted. When everyone was discussing, Tian Wenhai's true face was revealed to everyone.

Yuyao herself was not anxious, but she was anxious to a group of people who didn't know the truth.

Han Song was the first to discover it. As soon as he saw the news, he immediately looked for Si Yuan. Si Yuan's face was gloomy and scary, and even the cute lop-eared rabbit beside him tactfully hid aside to eat grass.

Hansong thought he was blaming himself for not telling him the news earlier. He had no conscience. He just slept a little. He turned off his cell phone while sleeping and ignored what was going on outside the window. It was normal for him to miss some real-time news. Who said that? Si Yuan himself doesn't use a mobile phone.

"How about you register an account yourself, so that I can follow your little wife immediately." Han Song felt that now is a good opportunity to induce Si Yuan to open an account. Account marketing can make a lot of money.

Si Yuan turned a deaf ear to his nagging, obviously not paying attention to Han Song.

After reading the message, the pressure around Si Yuan became even lower. He asked: "Who is that Zhou Qing? Why did the eldest lady want to help him?" Han Song felt a little pain in his heart for a moment.