Chapter 219
Just as countless netizens were discussing, they found that two new comments were pushed up.
Glancing over, they found that these two Weibo posts were actually posted by Director Xu Ke and Director Zhang Jizhong.
【Zhang Jizhong: Old Chen, congratulations, you finally snatched one! 【Fist】】
【Xu Ke: Congratulations.】
Not long after, they saw Chen Kaige reply with the same emoji under these two messages.
【Humph! jpg】
As if saying don't be smug, I also snatched it!
With a full sense of pride.
Countless netizens got a clear conclusion from these two Weibo posts.
It seems that these three directors have clearly competed for Ye Xuan's copyright.
You know, whether it is Chen Kaige, Zhang Jizhong, or Xu Ke, these are the top directors in the Chinese film and television industry.
Usually, if they can be favored by any one of them, it is enough to prove the gold content of the novel.
480 And every novel of Ye Xuan seems to have experienced the snatching of the three?!
At this moment, many netizens realized a fact in a daze.
Ye Xuan's Condor Trilogy, whether it is The Legend of the Condor Heroes, The Return of the Condor Heroes, or the just-finished The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, the copyrights of the three have all been sold!
Three novels in a row are all going to be filmed, which is simply unprecedented!
Which writer dares to guarantee that his novel can be adapted into a film?!
Take Mo Lao, the master of Chinese literature who is most popular in film and television, who has published more than a dozen works since his debut.
Only two have been adapted into films!
This is still the result of people who have been mixed for most of their lives!
As a result, Ye Xuan is only twenty-five or twenty-six years old, and he has already been filmed for three in a row?!
And it is still the three top directors in the country begging for the copyright?!
This, this, this... is also too magical, right?!
For a time, the discussion about Ye Xuan by netizens surged again.
"Does the dog author have no creative bottleneck at all? My friends and I are stunned!"
"Ye Xuan is a bit dog-like, but his works are indeed impeccable! As an old book fan who has followed from the first work to the present (agba), I feel this way! Although the heart of sending blades is also true..."
"Can this guy share half of his creative talent with me? I only need a little bit!"
"They are all here to make up the number in the world, why is it so infuriating to compare people with people!"
On the other side, unlike the liveliness of Weibo, the atmosphere of the Chinese Poetry Society is a bit heavy.
In the antique office, an old man of about fifty years old is frowning and turning around anxiously.
Hearing the door being pushed open, the old man immediately looked at the assistant expectantly.
"Is anyone willing to be a judge?!"
Seeing the assistant shake his head, the old man's expression flashed with disappointment again.
The old man is President Liu of the Chinese Poetry Society, who is currently worrying about the first Chinese Poetry Competition.
As for what he is worrying about, it is because the time and place of the first Chinese Poetry Competition have long been set.
But the four judges are still missing one.
On the one hand, the status of poetry is becoming increasingly declining.
The literary forms of China include novels, prose, scripts, drama, poetry, etc.
Among them, people who study poetry as a literary form are already a minority in China.
On the other hand, the public's appreciation ability for poetry is uneven.
Poetry that is good in the eyes of experts is not necessarily accepted by the public.
Poetry accepted by the public is usually disliked by experts.
In this way, poetry is becoming less and less valued.
It is precisely because of this that the Chinese Poetry Society specially held the first Poetry Conference, aiming to revitalize Chinese poetry.
It's just that the purpose is good, but the reality is skinny.
The literary scholars from all walks of life who were invited to be drafted all refused to be judges for this poetry competition.
Even the reasons for refusal are similar.
Poetry has already declined, why bother to hold such a competition?!
"If you don't want to, I will invite them personally!"
President Liu lowered his voice for a while, still unwilling to give up and continued to dial the phone.
The phone was first dialed to Zhou Wen, the dean of the School of Media; as soon as the phone was connected, President Liu hurriedly said.
"Old Zhou, seizing the opportunity to hold such a competition can be said to have the right time, place, and people, and it will definitely be a huge success..."
However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the voice coming from the phone.
"Old Liu, I know your ambition is great, but how can poetry be revitalized by such a mere competition? Aren't you daydreaming?!"
After saying this, the phone immediately made a beep sound.
It was clear that it had already been hung up.
Sighing, President Liu found the name of the person in charge of the Literary Association and dialed the next phone number.
"Mr. Wang, the new era needs new poetry. Poetry must not only be inherited but also developed. This is very necessary. This event is a very good thing and will definitely push the national poetry activities a big step forward..."
Just after President Liu explained with passion, he heard such an answer.
"Old Liu, Chinese poetry has long been no good; you should give up this heart."
Under the invitation of one phone call after another, they were all refused answers.
Why is no one willing to be a judge for the poetry competition?!
Discouraged and slumped on the sofa in the office, President Liu was so worried that fire bubbles even popped up in his mouth.
He has always firmly believed that poetry is the orthodox literature of the Chinese nation and also one of the most brilliant pearls of Chinese culture.
If this poetry competition is held well, it will definitely give the poetry world a new impact!
Not only will it promote the popularization of poetry, but it may also promote the creation of poetry to a new level!
Just when President Liu was at his wit's end, he glanced at the pop-up window on his phone and saw such a line of text.
【Ye Xuan's three works, three remakes!】
Ye Xuan?!
Muttering Ye Xuan's name, President Liu's eyes gradually brightened; this is the first Nobel Prize winner in literature in China, Ye Xuan!
He himself also finished reading Ye Xuan's Condor Trilogy!
The opening of each work is a wonderful poem!
He has read poetry and books since he was a child and is proficient in poetry and songs.
He saw at a glance that it was not casually copied and pasted from the Internet!
President Liu can even guarantee that it was definitely written by Ye Xuan himself!
Thinking of this, President Liu's heart immediately became hot, and his whole body bounced off the sofa.
"How could I forget Mr. Ye?!"
As the words fell, President Liu hurriedly called the assistant and found Ye Xuan's phone number.
Ten minutes later, the phone was dialed out.
End of Chapter
