Chapter 7: Making the Script Myself

"Did you really invest?"

Zhu Yawen asked in a low voice.

Lin Nan could only nod; it couldn't be hidden. Li Dao Yang specifically thanked him above and mentioned the investment.

"Then how much did the movie sell for? How much can you get?"

Looking at the curious Zhu Yawen, Lin Nan shook his head. "When I came back, Li Dao was talking, there was no result yet."

Getting this answer, Zhu Yawen was a bit disappointed.

"The class teacher asked me to remind you as soon as I see you, go to her to cancel the leave, and you can't skip class in the afternoon."

Lin Nan had a bitter face. He had originally planned to sleep in the afternoon, but now there was no way.

People in the hallway who knew Lin Nan were greeting him; clearly, someone with a big mouth had publicized it for Lin Nan.

"Teacher Zhou, I'm here to cancel the leave."

"Yo, back from Berlin," Teacher Zhou joked.

"Back."

"Since you're back, go to class in the afternoon. Also, the next session of art exams is coming up soon. You and Zhu Yawen will maintain order at the scene. Those seniors of yours don't have time."

"Okay, okay, then I'll go back first."

"Go."

It was really unlucky to run into being caught for manual labor as soon as he came back.

There was no acting class in the afternoon, it was a cultural class.

Walking into the classroom with Zhu Yawen, he actually saw the long-lost fairy.

"Little Lin, a gift for you."

Lin Nan subconsciously took it; it was a fountain pen, hmm, a foreign brand.

"How did you, right, *Demi-Gods* finished filming," Lin Nan remembered that Miss Wang had finished filming, so she had time to return to school.

"Yes, except for some magazines, there's nothing else," 16-year-old Liu Yifei's voice was very crisp, sounding like the sound of jade touching.

"You guys move aside, others are passing," Zhu Yawen nagged on the side, which earned him an eye-roll from Liu Yifei, looking cute and adorable.

"Xixi, let's move aside," Lin Nan's tone was very light. Where could he have imagined Liu Yifei like this before? She was fierce and cute.

No matter when or where, there was always a circle.

In this classroom, Liu Yifei was the youngest, and her circle only had Lin Nan, Zhu Yawen, and Jiang Yiyan, because she rarely came to school, and others were a bit cold to her, maybe there was jealousy.

The teacher in class was also sighing; every year, there were more students arriving at the beginning of February, and the rest of the time they were running outside, regardless of the grade.

Not long before the winter vacation, Zhu Yawen dragged Lin Nan to audition for *Liancheng Jue*.

The result was obvious; both were brushed off. Zhu Yawen was still indignant until now; wasn't it just that they weren't action actors?

This drama, from beginning to end, was about eating people. Lin Nan also had a deep impression; it was rarely remade later, unlike *The Return of the Condor Heroes*, which was remade again and again.

"I'm planning to make a movie myself after Li Dao Yang sells the film."

Lin Nan said this to Zhu Yawen while eating in the cafeteria.

Old Zhu almost choked. He coughed for a long time. "Are you crazy? How much can you get, and you're still filming a movie yourself?"

Zhu Yawen didn't expect his best friend to have such an unrealistic idea.

"Are you really planning to do this?"

Zhu Yawen confirmed again.

"Yes."

Looking at the determined Lin Nan, Zhu Yawen realized that Lin Nan was serious.

"What subject? Do you have a script? Actors, director, production team?"

Lin Nan raised his head. "The script is being made, based on low cost. Actors, director, those, do you think our school will be short of them? There are people looking for opportunities everywhere. There are a few seniors in the director department who have the opportunity to film. I give them opportunities, can they not rush here?"

Lin Nan said confidently.

"That's true, think of me when you have an opportunity."

Lin Nan nodded. This still depended on which script he was preparing to copy—oh no, preparing to write—in these two days.

At that time, he probably had to find seniors in the literature department to polish it.

After that day, Lin Nan painfully flipped through the memories in his brain.

In order to be able to chat with those actresses in Hengdian, he had also watched countless films, serious films.

Domestic, foreign, art films, sci-fi films, commercial films.

He had watched those of famous actors and directors.

It was just that now he had to recall them, it was really difficult, although he said one set after another when blowing with those women, but now he had to write it out, write it into a script.

Lin Nan scratched his head for a night and finally decided to copy *Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind*. In America, maybe the production cost was very high.

But it was different in China. The prices couldn't be compared. He estimated that Li Yang should be able to give him one or two million.

A film that won an award in Berlin should be worth this much money in Europe.

Lin Nan spent another two days and one night perfecting his so-called script.

Maybe there were loopholes everywhere.

Now thinking about it, at this time, Rose was still so beautiful.

Closing the script, he saw five regular script characters on the front page: *Warmth Within*.

Lin Nan made a localization modification.

On March 3rd, Li Dao Yang returned to China.

When accepting an interview with the media, he said that *Blind Shaft* was definitely not an "underground film." Although it did not represent the country to compete in the Berlin Film Festival, it could not change the fact that it was a local film.

Lin Nan knew Li Yang wanted to release it in China, and he even prepared four endings for the film.

But this still couldn't change the idea of the General Administration.

"Lin Nan, the film copyright and everything have been sold, and it is very popular in Europe."

The time to reveal the result had arrived. According to the 10% investment share, converted into domestic currency, Lin Nan could get 3.38 million.

But a terrifying thing was forgotten by Lin Nan. When the contract was signed, it was in his personal name.

This meant the tax rate.

"It hurts me to death," Lin Nan grabbed his chest and gave a bitter smile.

Li Yang probably had thought of this long ago.

"When signing the contract, I didn't think about winning an award. Later, it got out of hand, and I remembered you signed the contract in your personal name. If you invest in films in the future, I suggest you set up a company."

Lin Nan thought about it. "I'd better set up a studio."

Lin Nan took out the newly made script from his bag. "Li Dao, please take a look for me."

Li Yang took it suspiciously. "Script?"

Saying this, he began to flip through and browse, not slow, ten lines at a glance.

About twenty minutes later, he finished reading.

"Love film, from my point of view, it's a very good script, but I'm not suitable for filming this type of film."

Li Yang understood very well that he was suitable for realistic films, leaning towards realism.

"If you are short on investment, you can tell me. The people I know are still very willing to invest in love films and art films, but they have no interest in my films."

Li Yang self-mocked.

"But it might not be in the future. Your first film that wasn't favored won a Silver Bear."

"Hope so."

The next day, Lin Nan and Li Dao Yang's assistant did the payment settlement and paid the taxes.

Lin Nan's passbook had nearly 1.8 million lying in it, and it hurt to death.

And Li Dao Yang's assistant looked at Lin Nan with intense envy.

The current 1.89 million was something many people couldn't even think of.

Lin Nan called his old man and said this matter. The old man was so shocked that he didn't know what to say for a while.

Especially when Lin Nan said he was preparing to invest in filming a movie, the old man had nothing to say. "Just leave ten thousand, keep the capital. Don't spend money recklessly. You're at the age, see if you can talk about a daughter-in-law."

Chatting with his old man for more than half an hour, Lin Nan hung up.

In his past life, he had never been married, which was his old man's heart disease. Now hearing this again, how kind it was.

Lin Nan returned to school, preparing to find the teacher for help.

When hearing that Lin Nan had already made a script and had 1.8 million in funds, Teacher Zhou, who was less than thirty, couldn't speak.

"Teacher, don't have this expression. I'm looking for your help."

Teacher Zhou was not surprised by Lin Nan's operation for the first time. "*Blind Shaft* dividend?"

"Yes, Li Dao said the script is very good, but he is not suitable for this type."

Finally, Lin Nan was taken to the office area of the director department and photography department teachers.

When hearing that a freshman was going to invest 1.8 million, some teachers' eyes lit up.

But in the end, as teachers, they still persuaded Lin Nan that investing in films was very gambling and easy to lose.

Lin Nan couldn't tell them that this film would definitely make money.

Soft sci-fi plus love plus a bit of comedy elements, with the film-watching volume of the national people at this stage, it would definitely not lose money.

Some teachers were very professional and made a budget for Lin Nan.

Even if all were students from the school, whether it was actors or directors, cameramen, editors, these.

But 1.8 million was definitely not enough. Even if it was rough, it would have to be 3 million at the bottom, and 4 million for safety.

So, I still have to find an investment of at least 1.2 million? The more the better?

"If you can find the investment, I can recommend a director to you, a month should be enough," this was what a teacher in the photography department said to Lin Nan.

As for photography, it went without saying; the Film Academy's photography department was really powerful.

In Lin Nan's view, the director department was really bitter. Other literature departments, photography departments, acting departments, and even art departments would come to grab the director department's rice bowl.

But speaking of investment money, he really had no way and could only contact Li Yang.

"Li Dao, I really have to ask you for help, about film investment."

Li Yang seemed to ponder for a while. "I'll help you make an appointment to ask. I'll notify you tomorrow at the earliest.

Nowadays, film investment generally considers state-owned enterprises like China Film first."

Li Yang paused and said, "But China Film will definitely not invest in a freshman like you, because you are neither a director nor have achievements you can show, even if you have a good script."

Lin Nan wanted to say, Brother, are you trying to beat me to death?

Perhaps feeling that Lin Nan was angry, there was a big laugh on the other end of the phone.

"I'll help you make an appointment with the people from Shanghai Film to talk face to face. If they ask, you say I'm the producer. This is the only thing I can help you with, Brother. I hope the Silver Bear we just won can help you."

"Thank you, Brother. I am very grateful, haha," Lin Nan went down the slope and recognized an older brother, although the age difference was large. ===== CHAPTER 8 =====