Chapter 299
Things seemed to be over, and after that, Wu Junxiao not only had to adapt "Nightmare", but also had to complete the "homework" assigned to him by Tang Songhe.
This theme is a mythological legend with a modern story as the background, telling the entanglement of love and hate in the struggle of human nature.
It was not difficult at all for Wu Junxiao. He studied ancient literature and was familiar with traditional myths. In addition, he was influenced by his family since childhood and had a wide range of knowledge of domestic and foreign literary works. Wu Hongji guided him in areas where he needed life experience, so the script writing went smoothly.
The crew provided hotel accommodation, and Wu Junxiao stayed there for the convenience of communication. Tang Songhe would come every three or five days, stroll around the crew, take a quick look, and then leave again.
In the busy schedule, it was the end of this month. Both sides were completed successfully, Wu Junxiao returned to the company, and printed out the script and sent it to Tang Songhe.
Tang Songhe flipped through a few pages and expressed his satisfaction. He praised Wu Junxiao on the spot: "You are really good. I will finish reading it in the next two days. If there is nothing that needs to be revised, we can hand it over to the Film and Television Department for project approval."
Before leaving get off work the next day, Wu Junxiao was called over by Tang Songhe: "I have read the script and there is nothing that needs to be revised. I handed it to the film and television department early this morning, and they just wrote back to me, saying that they have started preparing for the project."
Wu Junxiao was so excited after hearing this. His father's novel was adapted, and his own script could be approved. When the show is broadcast, his name will appear in the title. He was so happy when he thought about it. Oh, this is a way to make a name for himself with his own strength.
He was so happy that he hardly thought about what Tang Songhe said afterwards. He just nodded or smiled foolishly.
After getting off work, Wu Junxiao immediately called home to tell his parents the good news. At first, he only planned to tell his parents that the original script could be approved, but later on, he couldn't hold it back and told them about his participation in the adaptation of the middle and second half of "Nightmare".
Wu Hongji was really proud and said to Ao Jun: "I didn't expect that the path he chose was the right one. It seems that our son's talent lies in this."
Although the words were said to Ao Jun, the person being praised was Wu Junxiao, and the phone was still on, so he heard it clearly and immediately got cocky: "Dad, if you want to praise me, just name me and praise me directly, don't be embarrassed."
Ao Jun was also proud of it, and asked him with a smile: "How can you sit still with your temper? In the past, when I asked you to write an essay, you would scratch your head for a long time and couldn't compose a few words."
Wu Junxiao retorted: "There are too many rules and regulations for writing essays, and there is no room for me to express myself freely."
Wu Hongji also said: "Writing novels should give you enough room to work, but you are always so inconsistent, how come you wrote this script so quickly?"
Wu Junxiao pretended to be deep: "Dad, isn't this just like writing a novel? You have to be passionate about it!"
Wu Junxiao was happy the whole night and walked with a breeze to work the next day.
Not long after he sat down at his workstation, a senior came to tell him that Tang Songhe was looking for him and asked him to come over.
Wu Junxiao was in high spirits, thinking that Tang Songhe was going to talk to him about the follow-up matters of the script project. However, after he sat down in the office, he couldn't smile at all.
Tang Songhe placed a contract in front of him and smiled kindly: "Take a look. If there is no problem, sign it."
After saying that, he kindly handed him a pen.
Wu Junxiao opened the contract and read it clause by clause. His expression became colder and colder. He pointed at the clause "From the date the contract takes effect, the copyright of the work belongs to Tang Songhe" and asked, "What does this mean?"
"What do you mean?" Tang Songhe looked at him with amusement, "You've already agreed, why are you still asking me what I mean?"
Wu Junxiao was shocked: "When did I agree?"
Tang Songhe thought he was going to go back on his word, so he opened the recording on his phone and played it for him.
"But the film and television department said that you are just a newcomer and have no market foundation. Whether you can attract investment by using your name is one thing, and whether there is a platform willing to buy the show after it is filmed is another. So they hope that I can do them a favor and temporarily put the show under my name..."
Wu Junxiao listened and thought, doesn’t this mean that the signature of the scriptwriter should be changed to Tang Songhe? Only a fool would agree to such a thing.
Then he heard his own voice: "Uh-huh, okay."
Wow, I am the idiot?! No, Wu Junxiao tried hard to recall, but he had no memory of this conversation at all. He suspected that Tang Songhe had faked the audio.
When Tang Songhe heard his question, he patiently reminded him the time and place where the incident happened.
"Impossible!" Wu Junxiao said firmly, "Absolutely impossible!"
Tang Songhe lost his patience a little: "How is it impossible? Young man, it is not a good character to go back on your words."
He tapped the table and said, "Since you've agreed, just sign it quickly. You won't lose any money."
No wonder his mother kept reminding him to protect his work, and especially emphasized what the kind-hearted person said, "no matter who it is." Wu Junxiao thought, he was on guard against this and that, but never thought that the biggest thief - no, it should be a robber - was the person he called "Master."
Bah! "Who the hell cares!" Wu Junxiao grabbed the contract, tore it into pieces, threw it directly at Tang Songhe's face, and turned to walk towards the door.
When he grabbed the door handle and was about to open the door, he was stopped by Tang Songhe.
Tang Songhe said firmly: "Between money and fame, you can only choose the former. If you think it's too little, we can discuss it. If you don't want it, then you really have nothing."
Wu Junxiao had never seen such an arrogant robber in his life: "If you have the guts, take the notebook and take a picture. But let me remind you, the recording in your hand is useless."
Tang Songhe looked like he had everything under control: "Don't worry about this, Shenghai has plenty of ways to deal with it."
Wu Junxiao didn't believe it. In broad daylight, how could someone dare to be so brazen as to commit robbery? He wasn't worried at all. As long as Tang Songhe dared to use him, he would dare to sue. He wrote the script, and he had so much evidence in his hands. So he fished for a day with peace of mind.
But the next morning, he was no longer calm.
The first trailer of "Nightmare" was suddenly released on the official Weibo account. Tang Songhe's name was clearly written as the chief screenwriter, but Wu Junxiao didn't even have the title of "screenwriter"! No, he was very confused. When did this world become so crazy? Didn't the crew know how the script came out? How dare they do that? !
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