Chapter 121: Shanghai Art Film Studio approached by BBC (Guaranteed 1 update)

This time, the British Broadcasting Corporation (BBC) took the initiative to seek cooperation, which made the main leaders of the Shanghai Art Film Studio (SAFS) very pleasantly surprised and also made them see another way to earn foreign exchange.

Previously, SAFS could also earn foreign exchange for the country, basically relying on their own works going abroad to participate in competitions and win awards, and then selling them to other countries.

But they brought back a lot of honors, but the profit couldn't be called very high, and no one felt that cultural products could shoulder the heavy responsibility of earning foreign exchange for the country.

Last year, SAFS traced and colored more than 7,000 sheets for the "Space Battleship Yamato" series of works by Japan's Toei Animation.

This cooperation was just an attempt in the general environment of China-Japan friendship, and also earned some foreign exchange, but it was just earning money. The work was Japan's, the honor was half-none, and it delayed their own production plan.

And this time the British cooperation, if it goes well, it will be both fame and fortune!

Britain provides foreign exchange, SAFS provides people and technology, and it is a Chinese traditional mythological theme. If the British side can successfully push it to the international stage, it will really have both substance and face!

So Factory Director Te Wei urgently convened a high-level meeting, and even invited the third brother of the Wan brothers, Mr. Wan Chao-chen, over.

He was the technical deputy factory director of SAFS before retirement. As for his two twin brothers, Mr. Wan Laiming and Mr. Wan Guchan, they were already 80 years old.

This meeting first determined that cooperation is possible, and there is no problem with the policy. If successful, they can explore a path of using foreign capital to shoot their own movies while expanding international influence.

But there is one point.

"The quality must absolutely not be sloppy. Our SAFS must occupy absolute dominance in content," a deputy factory director said, "Now many foreign animations pay too much attention to efficiency and are crudely produced. We must not smash the signboard of SAFS."

"Everyone," Factory Director Te Wei said, "Let's look at the script first. This was found and translated overtime. Some places might not be accurate. Everyone, pass it around."

However, after starting to read the script, the main people in charge at the meeting were silent. This, what kind of stuff is this written!

Sure enough, expecting foreigners to understand Chinese mythology is a kind of extravagant hope.

The screenwriter who created this script probably wasn't completely ignorant, maybe a foreigner who had some research on Chinese mythology, or a Chinese who hadn't stayed in China for long.

The script started directly from Nüwa patching the sky, adding and mixing myths and legends of various eras, and even involved "Ping Yao Zhuan", a divine demon novel with low popularity. But, this thing also doesn't have a focus. How can this be watched after filming?

Finally, everyone unanimously decided that cooperation is possible, but this script is not okay, and a script must be rewritten by SAFS.

Of course, since the British side hopes to shoot a mythological theme, and SAFS is also good at this, then start from this aspect.

So SAFS contacted the BBC to discuss it, and the other side agreed to SAFS's proposal to rewrite the script.

So SAFS started discussing again in big and small meetings.

Little child, little child, don't be greedy, after Laba is the New Year.

January 25, 1980, Laba Festival, all canteens at Peking University were supplying Laba porridge in limited quantities.

Wei Ming and Yang Hao ran out of school to run a news story about unlimited pork for this year's Spring Festival, and when they came back, it was gone.

Yang Hao complained, "Pork is unlimited, but Laba porridge is limited, humph!"

However, Wei Ming soon ate Laba porridge.

After returning to the dormitory, Brother Feng shouted to him, "Little Ming, come here, the Laba porridge your sister-in-law boiled, let's eat together."

"Sister-in-law sent porridge to you from so far away, how can I be embarrassed to drink it."

"It's not a matter of embarrassment," he picked up a pot from the ground, "It's that I can't finish it at all, I'm alone!"

"Oh my, why so much?"

Qiao Feng, "She forgot that Little Mei and Biaozi are not here. I told her before, if not, the old saying is good, one......"

Wei Ming waited while filling the porridge, but Brother Feng stuttered.

"How does the old saying go?"

Qiao Feng frantically moved his brain, "One pot can't make two kinds of meals. Look, actually I want to drink millet porridge, but there is only eight-treasure porridge in her pot."

Wei Ming smiled while eating, "Brother Feng, your request is a bit excessive." Also one pot two eats, unless it's a mandarin duck pot.

Now there were only two of them in the dormitory, looking very empty, and sometimes Brother Feng didn't come back to spend the night.

But the benefit of this is that Wei Ming's writing efficiency has improved.

Usually, he writes the outline in the office and performs formal creation after returning to the dormitory.

This night, Wei Ming was called to the house by Uncle Ping'an to eat and drink Laba porridge. Seeing that Auntie Xiaoyan also used canned bottles to soak a few bottles of Laba garlic, she said Director Wei loves to eat it.

Director Wei smiled, "Right, right, right, I love to eat Laba garlic, the remaining things belong to your aunt."

What else is left?

Vinegar, of course.

Lu Xiaoyan immediately pinched him.

Xile hadn't realized that their parents were flirting, but Wei Ming, who was already very sensible, received great damage.

I just ended a first love that was engraved in my heart!

"By the way, Little Ming, how is your preface written?" Then Auntie Xiaoyan gave Wei Ming secondary damage. Wei Ming hurriedly used the bowl to cover his expression. He forgot because he was busy writing novels these days.

"Soon, soon, it definitely won't delay things." He fooled it first.

After returning to the dormitory, Brother Feng was indeed not there, and he worked overtime to write novels.

This was another novella, already written more than 50,000 words, just a little bit left, and it was also the longest one he had written so far.

This time he divided the novel into several chapters.

The first chapter is called "Where is Spring".

Now he is writing the last chapter, named "In the Fields of Hope".

The next day, Wei Ming saw Teacher Gu Jianfen. She came to say goodbye to Wei Ming.

Because the students were all busy with final exams, and then it would be winter vacation, so she, this off-campus music instructor, had nothing to do for the time being, so she simply went home to prepare for the New Year.

Before leaving, she gave Wei Ming a music score, which she created for "The Little Mushroom-Picking Girl".

!

Wei Ming could already understand the score now, and sang according to the score, "Little mushroom-picking girl, carrying a big bamboo basket......"

Teacher Gu was a bit disgusted. You, a young man over 1.8 meters tall, still "early morning bare little feet walking all over the woods and hills", should let little Lele sing it first.

Wei Ming was very satisfied. Although it was two years ahead of schedule, it was exactly the same as the original version, and he would apply this song to his new novel as a chapter.

Before, Wei Ming had already published these lyrics in "Lyric Magazine", as well as the previous "Where is Spring".

Now he wrote two more, one called "Little Grass", one called "Planting the Sun", both were works from three or four years later, and both were submitted.

Wei Ming took out the lyrics and handed them to Teacher Gu, "You look at them first, another day I will go to your house, and we will discuss how to compose music together."

Teacher Gu sighed, "Your speed of writing songs is too fast! And the style is so varied. This 'Little Grass' is too bitter, and 'Planting the Sun' is so sunny."

Wei Ming, "Writers and musicians are the same, emotions are very complex and varied. I am writing a novel recently, writing about sad and bitter plots, so I had 'Little Grass', writing about positive and sunny parts, so I had 'Planting the Sun'."

Gu Jianfen was very curious, "What kind of novel is this?"

Wei Ming briefly talked about it, "It's a story about a music teacher and a group of children. Music is also an important part of this novel."

"No wonder you came to me to learn music, I thought it was just interest."

"It is indeed interesting, otherwise there wouldn't be this novel, or I would have set the male lead as a teacher of other subjects. I think music is very powerful."

Teacher Gu asked, "Then what kind of power does music have in your novel?"

Wei Ming said leisurely, "Comforting pain, nourishing the soul."

He was very confident in this novel and planned to finish it before the end of the month and submit it to "People's Literature". The other side's solicitation letter had long been received, and even an editor came a while ago, saying it was on the way to see him.

When hearing about the theme of the novel Wei Ming was creating, the other side was very interested, indicating "If it's in time, arrange it in February, just published after the Spring Festival!"

When getting off work in the evening, Wei Ming just returned to the South Gate post, and saw Auntie Xiaoyan bringing Xile over. No need to say, it must be looking for him.

Isn't it just a preface? I'll risk it and finish writing it tonight!

As a result, what she said wasn't this matter.

"Little Ming, great joy!" Lu Xiaoyan grabbed Wei Ming's shoulder excitedly.

"Auntie, no matter how great the joy is, you let go first. I still have to use my arms tonight." No wonder Xizi was so afraid of Mom, the hand strength is really big.

"Oh oh oh, I tell you, you definitely can't think of it. This afternoon, Shanghai Art Film Studio called our editorial department, wanting to discuss with you the adaptation of 'Tianshu Qitan'!"

Wei Ming asked, "Isn't there no money?"

Lu Xiaoyan, "Right, they have no money, but this time it's not them paying, it's foreign money, seems to be called what, oh, right, British Broadcasting Corporation paying."

Speaking of this, she paused, "You really have a fate with the UK!"

However, this BBC coming to find him definitely has nothing to do with Melinda. In the original time and space, the reason why the project "Tianshu Qitan" could be established and promoted was because the British side took the initiative to seek cooperation.

"Auntie, expand on it, what's going on?"

Lu Xiaoyan, "Probably the British side provided a script, SAFS was dissatisfied, so they thought about changing it. While changing, they found that a plot about a fox spirit in their script, oh, it's the fox spirit in 'Ping Yao Zhuan', was quite interesting, so they prepared to re-adapt it based on this paragraph. Coincidentally, they found that 'Tianshu Qitan' was also adapted from 'Ping Yao Zhuan', which coincided with some of their screenwriters' ideas, so they prepared to adapt it based on 'Tianshu Qitan'. Then the British side heard the story outline and agreed. Now they are waiting for you to write the script!"

Wei Ming nodded. In the previous life, he heard A Long say that later the British side withdrew capital for some reason, but the script was written, and it wasn't wasted, so it was filmed, so it was still a pure domestic animation, and the style was in the same line as "Havoc in Heaven" and "Nezha Conquers the Dragon King".

His brain was spinning wildly. Although SAFS didn't earn foreign exchange in the end, could he take this opportunity to earn some foreign exchange?