Chapter 1261 Refusing to Deconstruct

Text Chapter 1261: Refused to deconstruct

"I will pay the signing fee, but don't expect too much, and I will not write her songs again in the future."

Backstage, Song Ya, who just came back from the stage of the Los Angeles tour, took a break to take a break at the door of the dressing room, and unexpectedly met Pa Kingsley, and Paula Wagner, the former manager of Liang Tang and the current partner of CW Films.

Fergie was supposed to be a guest performer today. She is very popular in her hometown of California. After the tickets were sold out, she was also announced as a gimmick to the fans. As a result, that girl suddenly lost her temper, forcing Song Ya to pull back. The local "good brother" Snoop Dogg came to the rescue, but that guy took the opportunity to knock down an appearance fee...

They all said that they would not hold back any further. Fergie’s actions are far from what Charis under Pakinsley is doing. As long as South African diamonds are related to their own projects, they really don’t even submit a resume. to do it. And what about Fergie? There is no distinction between public and private, and that day I got jealous and smashed a lot of things, which is too much.

He let the two of them into the dressing room as the first sentence, just in time to vent his anger on Pai Kingsley.

"Uh, aplus, Fergie is still the number one female singer on A+ Records. You are a top musician. In terms of potential, singing skills, and future, you don't really think that Mira's future will be bigger than Fergie's?"

Kingsley immediately retorted: "The publisher has changed from Universal, the world's largest music group, to Disney, which is outside the top five. Fergie's losses are not small."

"The logic is this. If I don't write songs for her, the sales of her new album will not be high, and the size of the publisher will not be affected much. So how much loss can she suffer? Naturally, it won't be worth the signing fee."

Song Ya's argument is unreasonable. In fact, there is no more stock for Fergie in his hand. Although he saved a large sum of money during the shooting coma, the frequency of apocalypse slowed down significantly after waking up, and the landlord's house has no food left.

"Be kinder to her aplus." Pakinsley had no choice but to plead softly.

"She made me almost open the skylight at today's concert!"

Song Ya undressed and walked to the shower.

Paula Wagner seemed to be watching Pakinsley's joke, and she stood beside her with her lips curled up in amusement.

The two old women around Liangtang are a bit interesting. They are both loyal to Liangtang but like to tear each other down. How many years have they been fighting? Ten years? Maybe this is Liangtang's imperial technique.

"I have already decided on this matter. I have been persuading Fergie to cooperate more with William Adams many years ago. William Adams has a strong creative ability. This year, his Black Eyed Peas album behind the front is also The situation has been opened, so stop staring at me."

Although Fergie's career has been promoted smoothly in recent years, after all, she has played a lot of songs since that day, Song Ya eased her tone, and planned to push her back to the original world line, as long as she was benevolent, "Is there anything else? My break is only fifteen minutes."

"Okay, let's not talk about Fergie. Let me make a long story short aplus, Liang Tang really wants the male lead Leng Shan, I think you know this very well."

Pai Kingsley said: "You can ask for a price, but Liang Tang can't stand Daniel's hype in Hollywood. He and Leto are both losers... He doesn't like failure, and he hates being hit by a small guy..."

"Go to Yeremov about this. I don't care about the Cold Mountain project."

Still reluctant, Song Ya closed the door impatiently: "According to my opinion, I won't even buy the right to adapt, and don't you think it's too late now?"

"It's not too late to sign the contract."

Paula Wagner raised the volume through the door.

"See Yeremov, please."

"But you still make the final decision, right? Aplus, that night."

Song Ya has never dealt with her before. This old woman looks more like a delicate and graceful old money, and is not in the same way as Pai Kingsley's professional elite style, "I said I don't care about it, if it's for If this is here, please come back."

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Open the shower head,

He didn't answer anything outside. After taking a shower, he changed into a new costume and went out. The two old women hadn't left yet, so he had to sit in front of the makeup mirror and let the stylists and makeup artists tidy up.

"Aplus, Liangtang is willing to cut your salary, and is willing to invest to share your risks, and we are willing to join forces with A+ Film Studio to bring the Mission: Impossible series from Paramount to Disney. He invited you to play the second male role in Mission: Impossible 2 , the salary will definitely match your position, and the director is John Wu, a Chinese-American director. Maybe you can share a beautiful long-term cooperation agreement with CW Films, do you know how good the terms of our similar agreement at Paramount are?"

Paula Wagner makes an offer.

"That agreement of more than 10 million dollars per year?" Song Yaxin said that Shirley Lansing, who gave you that paper agreement, can't protect herself. Could it be that Disney Emperor Eisner is more generous and talkative than Lei Shidong? Taking advantage of Shirley Lansing's departure, Redstone tied up his close relationship with Disney to find a way out before tearing up the agreement? It's whimsical and funny, isn't it, "I'm not interested in making soups, and I really don't want to get involved in the Cold Mountain project. Don't make me say the same sentence a third time, I don't have much patience..."

"The decision to adopt Caviezel and Nicole was yours, wasn't it?"

Paula Wagner said: "If Pretty Soup can't get the role, Nicole won't play either."

"I don't care if she acts or not! Get out!"

Feeling too good about yourself? Song Ya directly told them to leave.

"Two ladies." Old Michaela opened the door and made a gesture of invitation.

Paula Wagner was very angry at the treatment she received, and she still had a bit of leverage to threaten her. Just as she was about to speak, two old white men walked in from the door, "Hey, aplus, how is it here?"

"Haha, it's really great! Mr. Anschutz, Mr. Staples (I made a mistake earlier, the Staples Center should not be completed at this time, so forget it and make a mistake)!" Song Ya changed his face in seconds, got up and made out Greet, hug.

Paula Wagner recognized the two as the top rich man Philip Anschutz and Thomas Staples, who are also the co-owners of this Staples Center. She quickly shut up and held back her words, greeted each other in a desperate manner and left .

"You can't talk to a three-billionaire like that. I warned aplus that I would never accept your approach!"

Pai Kingsley complained to Paula Wagner when he went out, "It's all right now, it's completely useless!"

"Hehe, maybe it's you and not me that Tom wants to fire for this matter."

Paula Wagner sneered, "I don't even want to share the Mission: Impossible series, that kid will definitely regret it in the future."

Pai Kingsley took a deep breath and strode towards the exit. Paula Wagner's cell phone rang behind her. She connected and muttered in a low voice for a while, then dropped her hand weakly and cursed: "Damn it!"

"What's the matter with you?" Pai Kingsley turned around.

"Shirley Lansing decided to resign voluntarily tomorrow. She said she didn't want to be ruined by Redstone." Paula Wagner wailed.

"Hehe, this seems to be your problem." Pai Kingsley replied.

Paramount's backer fell suddenly. Although they had foreseen it, the two temporarily abandoned their conflicts and hurried back to tide over the difficulties together with Liang Tang, completely unaware that the mastermind behind the scenes was actually the 'that kid' whom they had just met.

"Who put those two old women backstage?" Song Ya, Anschutz, and Staples chatted nonchalantly until they rushed to the stage to question the staff and catch the ghost.

"A member of the Bath family, Ms. Jenny Buss." The staff replied, "She has a good relationship with Pakinsley and Paula Wagner."

"What Bass family?"

"The owner of the Los Angeles Lakers, this is their new home..."

"Okay, I get it now."

The Cup of Life is not very popular in the United States. Song Ya ended with an encore song "Where Is the Love". It’s not as popular as those football-loving countries in China. The fans are enthusiastic, but not that kind of crazy enthusiasm. The new Staples Center is full of only 20,000 people, and one side of the stand has to be vacant. Fergie didn’t come. , just sing and make do with it.

"cheers!"

On the way home, he also learned that Shirley Lansing was planning to resign, and it happened that today he would invite the tour team and Hollywood friends to hold a real carnival celebration party. The mansion toasted frequently.

This time, the huge banquet hall was almost full. There were bands and unrestrained young people, eating, drinking, dancing and socializing, and the waiters kept delivering wine. Except for Snoop Dogg, who always complained that the party was boring, everyone tried their best satisfy.

Surrounded by people, he raised his neck and drank the wine in the glass, then snatched the glass from Mira's hand and drank it down.

"You can't touch tobacco and alcohol now, you know? Don't get caught by me."

He drank a little too hard, and he inadvertently got a little tipsy. He put his chin on Mira's shoulder with a smile, and whispered a warning.

"Got it." Mira agreed with a happy face.

However, Song Ya began to gradually release her instincts, and her other hand openly embraced the waist of Hari who had just approached.

It doesn't matter, everyone is used to continuing to make fun of it.

"The decision to adopt Caviezel and Nicole is yours, right? aplus..."

In a daze, he suddenly heard this somewhat familiar sentence coming from behind him, and he thought that the two old women had chased him back to the house again, but isn't it? It was a man's voice, and he turned around, "Oh, it's Charles." It turned out to be Charles Fraser, the original author of Cold Mountain.

These people were already enjoying the party before they came back, and Charles Fraser was also drunk.

However, his gaze fell directly on Jennifer Connelly, who was holding Charles Fraser's arm. Today, this woman did not wear an anti-human scarf. The large and rich scarf makes people want to look away very hard. Difficult to complete.

"Don't say that here, Charles."

Jennifer Connelly was not drunk. He knew that it would be inconvenient for outsiders to know that he had intervened in the Cold Mountain project, so he quickly stopped Charles Fraser from talking nonsense.

"Sorry, mine."

Charles Fraser reacted, "Shall we chat in private?" he invited.

"Okay. Meera, entertain my friends."

Song Ya left Mira, who was more responsible, and followed Harley.

The four of them went out onto the lawn.

"Aplus, I want to thank you formally." Charles Fraser said.

"It's okay, you got what you wanted, right?"

After all, the foundation of drinking capacity is there, and he became more sober after being blown by the wind, Song Ya smiled lightly.

"Yes I got what I wanted."

The starring lineup basically implemented his own will. Although the writer is generally very emotional, it would be too much to be dissatisfied.

The two women listened to the man silently with great interest.

"but……"

Sure enough, the 'but' may be late but it will come, Charles Fraser said: "I still have a very big worry aplus in my mind, and I'll just say it..."

"Please say."

"You know, Cold Mountain's book reflects a lot of the atrocities of the Northern Army. There is something conservative in her core, and Hollywood, which is popular with liberalism, is always good at deconstructing these things. The story of the elegy was bought away, occupying the right to adapt the copyright, and then deliberately made it into a vulgar, superficial, and nondescript movie, deconstructing what the author really wanted to express."

"And that's what worries me and The Atlantic most," said Charles Fraser.

"I'm a young half-breed. I don't understand these Charles. You should talk to Eremov more."

What the hell was the white man's dirge during the Civil War? Song Ya didn't want to discuss conservatism with him, "Yes, I heard about your casting disputes, and I don't deny that I made some decisions. But that's just because the a+ film studio has to invest a lot of money in this project , and that company happens to be mine."

"Don't be stupid, you know, you won the Oscar for Best Adapted Screenplay, and you can even get into the top law school."

Charles Fraser, who has just stepped into the upper class with his debut novel, can't speak too euphemistically, and has no intention of talking about drama or literature, "I know why, and the Atlantic Monthly and I finally agreed to let your film company shoot this movie. play?"

"Because of what?"

"You posted on the Internet back then, the paragraph about the car that broke down and stopped on the side of the road for help, and conservatives and liberals responded differently, so we agree that you are actually a person who has long been aware of the hypocrisy of liberals, and at least part of your heart Conservative guys."

Charles Fraser raised his hands, palms outward, "Of course we know that you have to stand in your current position for various reasons. You don't have to agree with me, as long as we understand each other in our hearts."

People of real culture have amazing sensitivity, Song Ya shrugged, "To be honest, I was just pissed off by Oprah at the time."

"Pfft." Harry laughed beside him.

And Jennifer Connelly poked Charles Fraser's waist quietly with her finger.

"Okay, let's not talk about this."

Charles Fraser also knows that it is too sensitive to talk about the common language of conservatism with the richest black man who owns it, so he shut up with a wry smile.

The December night in California was still a bit cold, the four of them fell into a brief silence, and Jennifer Connelly and Halle both started to block the wind blowing into their evening clothes with their hands.

This was not noticed by Charles Fraser, who very genteelly began to admire the scenery.

Song Ya didn't miss the opportunity to play a gentleman, took off the suit and put it on for Harley, and then flirted with Jennifer Connelly who looked over with a smile.

"well!"

Charles Fraser sighed and looked up at the moon.

Jennifer Connelly began to rub the goosebumps on her arms with her hands, and quietly asked for help with wide-eyed eyes.

Song Ya pinched the fabric of the shirt and shook it, indicating that there was nothing to take off.

Harry pinches herself for her.

"So what do you want, Charles?" Song Ya broke the silence.

"Could you do me one more favor? Save me a spot in the final cut of the whole film, or someone from The Atlantic Monthly. Cold Mountain is my child. I really don't want to see her cut into someone I don't know. look."

Charles Fraser said: "Eremov, Daniel, Touchstone Films and the director disagree, but we think you should be willing to help, just as a tacit understanding between us."

"What!? No!"

Putting you in the editing room, what if there is a situation where I have to wield the scissors? And this request is too much, he is not paying money, he is making money, in order to win the best-selling book Cold Mountain from Universal and other companies, the film adaptation licensing fees are record-breaking, and the chief screenwriter's high salary...

Everyone wanted more when they saw the opportunity, Song Ya immediately refused, "This is not in line with the rules Charles."

"Yes, the final editing rights in Hollywood are almost restricted by the distribution company, except for those few big directors..." Jennifer Connelly persuaded her intimately.

"I wish it was that easy..." Harry chimed in.

"But what about you aplus? I heard you got it early." Charles Fraser asked.

"That's different, don't expect too much." Song Ya shook her head, but she contributed money and efforts, and Tianqi was behind her, so the issuing company was willing to compromise because the risk was small.

"Okay, I understand." Charles Fraser continued to sigh, "Thank you aplus anyway, so can you help us keep an eye on it?"

"It's really inconvenient for me to ask about these details... I can only say that I will try my best and help if I can."

Song Ya laughed, "I think the ladies need to warm up."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Charles Fraser noticed that his girlfriend was freezing, and began to take off his dress clumsily. He was dressed in a grand manner today, and the scene was a bit awkward for a while.

"Forget it, just a little way."

Jennifer Connelly declined, and the four walked back.

"Cough!" Song Ya coughed deliberately when she entered the door.

She understood immediately, whispered a few words to Charles Fraser, and dismissed the writer's companion.

"New boyfriend ah? You dumped poor Leto?" Song Ya asked deliberately as he took the suit that Harry returned with a smile.

She rolled her eyes back, "Did you see my assistant? I need a shawl." Seemingly frozen, she asked Harry.

Shawl again...

"No, there's everything in the cloakroom upstairs." Song Ya squeezed Harry from behind, "Take her there."

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