Anne said, "I mean, where is the ending of the script?"

"Oh! The ending..." Gu Ran breathed a sigh of relief, "I haven't had time to draw the last few pages yet."

Annie said coquettishly, "Gu! How can you learn to break up a chapter? I was reading it with great interest, and suddenly it was gone. Oh, please draw it faster, I want to see it so much!"

Gu Ran smiled and said, "Annie, it's too late today. I'm a little tired after the game, and we haven't cooked or eaten yet. Let's do it tomorrow."

In fact, he was indeed tired, but he was still motivated enough to hand-draw it. However, Gu Ran’s mind was not on the hand-drawn ending at all.

Annie said quickly, "I'm sorry, Gu! I was too excited and forgot that you played football all day. Let's have a good rest after dinner tonight, and you can finish the remaining paintings tomorrow."

Gu Ran said, "Well, no problem. By the way, Annie, you should know the famous director Christopher Nolan, right?"

Annie nodded excitedly and said, "Yes, I know him. I have his phone number and email address! Although we don't talk much normally, if I call him, he will definitely answer."

"That's good." Gu Ran said, "I plan to pass this manuscript to Director Nolan through you. Batman is the copyright of DC and Warner, and Nolan directed the first two Batman movies. This is the third movie I drew, so it can only be given to Nolan to shoot. If he is willing to accept it after reading my script, then let him come and talk to me."

Scripts are different from novels. Novels are publicly circulated on platforms, but scripts are not public and are only used by filming crews.

Therefore, even without DC's authorization, derivative creations can be made. Of course, after the derivative creations are completed, they cannot be used for other commercial purposes or publicly disseminated. They can only be handed over to DC to shoot, otherwise it will be an infringement.

DC and director Nolan can choose not to use it, but as long as they use even one character, plot or shot from Gu Ran's hand-drawn script, they must pay the script fee.

What's more, Gu Ran was very confident in his hand-drawn script - this script completely coincided with Nolan's idea, and Nolan would definitely not make things difficult for him.

Annie said excitedly, "Okay! Gu! I think so too! I think Nolan will be shocked and speechless after seeing your hand-drawn script! I'll call him now and scan the first half of the script and send it to him!"

Anne didn't even bother to put on her clothes, and happily ran to the study to find a scanner with the manuscript.

Seeing Annie returning to her working state as an actor, Gu Ran breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

While Annie was calling Nolan, Gu Ran went to the bathroom to take a shower and used the liquid nitrogen freezing capsule and sauna steam room.

After this set of exercises, I have recovered a lot of my physical strength.

The larger the base number of physical attributes and constitution attributes, the higher the recovery effect will naturally be.

Although not in the best condition, there is still no problem in having another fight in the evening.

After coming out of the bathroom, Gu Ran went to the kitchen and cooked a pot of frozen dumplings.

At this time, he was too lazy to prepare a big meal, so dumplings were delicious enough.

After the dumplings came out of the pot, Annie ran into the kitchen with excitement on her face.

"Wow! It smells so good! Gu, your cooking skills are really amazing!"

Gu Ran held his forehead and said, "Don't praise Annie anymore. Sit down and eat."

"Hmm!" Annie picked up a dumpling and said proudly, "Look, haven't I made great progress?"

Gu Ran almost spit out the dumplings in his mouth, "...Yes, I'm very good at it."

Annie happily put the dumpling into her big mouth. "Gu, I have already called Nolan, but he was in a meeting at the time. I didn't say much to him. I just told him that I wanted him to take a look at a script, and he agreed. I scanned the manuscript you drew before and sent it to his mailbox in image format. He should take a look when he is done. But big directors are usually very busy. He may take a look tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, or a week... Anyway, if he doesn't reply to me tomorrow, I will urge him again."

Gu Ran smiled and said, "Annie, thank you for your hard work."

Anne smiled and said, "This is the script you gave me, so of course I have to pay attention to it! I really want to play Catwoman in it now!"

——Sure enough, after getting a good script, Anne no longer mentioned staying and being an ordinary housewife.

Annie took a bite of her dumpling and continued, "By the way, Gu, how much do you plan to ask Warner Bros. for this script? If Nolan negotiates a contract with you, do you want to find an agent to help you? After all, you are not famous in Hollywood at all, so it is difficult to get a high price for the script. If you have a famous agent, he can help you get a higher price for the script."

Gu Ran said without hesitation: "No need, Annie, my conditions are very simple, I have thought about it myself."

Annie smiled, "Okay then - wow, the dumplings are delicious! Gu you are so great! I love you so much!"

Gu Ran said helplessly: "Hurry up, ahem, eat it quickly..."

After dinner, the two walked hand in hand on the beach outside the villa.

The sky is dotted with stars, and the sea and the starry sky blend into one color.

The sea breeze was cool, and Annie leaned into Gu Ran's strong arms. "Ah, this kind of life is so beautiful. I really want to stay here forever, stay at this moment forever."

Gu Ran hugged Annie and said deliberately, "If you really want to stay here, then let someone else play the role of Catwoman."

Annie immediately said, "No! Do you know how difficult it is for me to find a good role? You tailored the role of Catwoman for me, and I must play it myself! No one can take it away from me!"

Gu Ran smiled and said, "Okay, okay, we won't give it to anyone else. Besides, when I get new inspiration in the future, I will hand-draw a script for an art film for you, the kind that can win an Oscar for Best Actress."

Annie hugged Gu Ran excitedly, "Gu...you are so kind to me. Tell me, how can I repay you?"

Gu Ran hugged Annie and said affectionately: "Annie, I do all this for you not to ask you to repay me. If I must say it is a reward... your happiness and not being depressed is the greatest reward for me."

These words, which were not really sweet words, made Anne burst into tears.

Deep in love, Annie raised her swan-like neck and slightly closed her eyes, "Gu... kiss me, please."

The two of them hugged and kissed tightly under the sea and starlight, as beautiful as a romantic oil painting.

After a long time, Annie leaned in Gu Ran's arms and said softly: "Gu, I may leave here soon... You won't forget me, right?"

Gu Ran said seriously, "How could that be? Annie, I will miss every bit of you."

Annie chuckled, "...Disgusting! You're saying indecent things again."

Holy shit…

I'm serious! It's you who's the one who's shy...

Gu Ran cleared his throat and said, "In short, Annie, what I want to tell you is that no one's dream should be sacrificed for others. Annie, I don't want you to sacrifice for me, and I don't want you to be my vassal. I want to see you return to Hollywood, and I hope you can win the Oscar for Best Actress. In this way... I will become the man who wins the Oscar for Best Actress."

That’s right!

I just want to play football and don’t have the energy to act in a movie and become an Oscar winner. However, winning a few Oscars should not be a problem.

Anne's eyes were full of stars. "Okay! Gu! From now on, I have a goal to strive for! I will work hard on acting and filming, and strive to become an Oscar winner! Because this will not only help me realize my own dream, but also yours! I will definitely make you the man who wins the Oscar winner!"

Gu Ran smiled dotingly and said, "That's right. Come on, future movie queen, it's getting late, let's go back to bed."

Annie's pretty face turned red, "... Still coming? Didn't you say you were very tired?"

Gu Ran raised his eyebrows, "You haven't paid for the sins you committed yet! How can I be tired!"

Annie hung on Gu Ran's neck like a spoiled child, her peach blossom eyes were pure and lustful, her voice was sweet and coquettish, "No, have a good rest tonight, you still have to hand-paint tomorrow."

at the same time.

Warner Bros. Burbank filming base in California, USA.

The great director Christopher Nolan dragged his tired body back to his temporary residence at the filming base.

He had just had a meeting with several senior executives at Warner Bros. to discuss the sequel to Batman 3, and his mind was now a mess.

Less than half a year after finishing filming the brain-burning masterpiece "Inception", Nolan is now restarting the "Batman" trilogy. Such intensity of work makes the genius Nolan feel a little breathless.

Nolan was very opposed to sequels to the Batman series.

"Batman 2" is Nolan's most satisfying work, especially after the Joker plot. Nolan really can't think of any other useful plot that can surpass "Batman 2".

However, the box office performance of "Batman 2" was so good that both DC and Warner Bros. made a lot of money, and movie fans are looking forward to the release of the third film.

Under such circumstances, Nolan had no choice but to agree to continue filming "Batman 3".

"Batman 3" was naturally approved as a project, and the senior executives also promised to give Nolan greater filming rights and box office share, but Nolan really was not excited at all.

Now he only had a rough outline of the plot in his mind, but not even a single detail.

What's more troublesome is that he has no inspiration at all and has no idea where to start.

Creation itself is a very painful thing.

Especially after creating two classic predecessors, it is very difficult to break through to new artistic heights and surpass one's own peak.

My head hurts...

It hurts...

It would be great if there was a ready-made script.

Unfortunately... there is no screenwriter in this world who can synchronize his thoughts with me.

Nolan sighed heavily, plopped down on the sofa, and put an effervescent aspirin tablet into his water cup.

After slumping on the sofa for a while, Nolan suddenly remembered that when he was meeting with Warner executives just now, Anne Hathaway called and said that she had a hand-drawn script and wanted him to take a look.

After all, hand-drawn scripts require storyboards, and storyboards test the director's abilities.

Nolan couldn't help but curl his lips: What good script can Anne Hathaway give him?

It’s probably just a rubbish romance drama, right?

Forget it, she is Anne Hathaway after all, so I have to give her some face.

Then just take a quick look.

Nolan sighed, fetched his laptop, and opened his email.

Sure enough, there was a letter from "Anne Hathaway" in the mailbox.

Nolan casually clicked on the attachment in the email...

The next second, Nolan froze! He saw that the name of the hand-drawn script was actually: "Batman 3: The Dark Knight Rises"!!! This this this...

Nolan opened his mouth in horror:

Could it be that I... had entered my own Inception? I must be dreaming, right?

I must have gotten this script in a dream!

Nolan rubbed his eyes.

It really is the script for Batman 3!

Oh my God! Nolan turned the first page with excitement.

Dedicated to...

Nolan turned directly to the second page.

Immediately afterwards, Nolan took a deep breath of cold air!

This composition! This perspective! This light! This brushstroke! And this character detail! This plot structure! Whose hand is this? Why does it feel like I drew it myself? !

Could it be that I traveled through time, or that I am quantum entangled? Could it be that my future self drew a hand-drawn script for my past self that my present self needs???

Nolan read the last page of the hand-drawn script of "Batman 3: The Dark Knight Rises" in one breath.

After reading it, Nolan took a deep breath, took out a spinning top and spun it on the table.

Nolan finally breathed a sigh of relief when the gyroscope stopped.

"This is not a dream!"

"I'm not dreaming!"

"Oh my God! This is a ready-made script that can be filmed directly!"

"This playwright's thoughts are almost in sync with mine, and he's even a little ahead of me!"

"Who is he? Who is he!!!"

Nolan excitedly turned to the first page and finally saw a signature below the words "Dedicated to": Gu Ran.

Nolan was shocked. "Who is Gu Ran? I've never heard of him! But his hand-drawn work is so great! No, I need to contact him right away! This script is still missing its finale, and I want to see it tonight! I want to know what he thinks, and how he created a script that is on the same wavelength as mine!"

Nolan couldn't wait to pick up the phone and dial Annie's cell phone number.

The phone rang several times and then was hung up. Then, Anne Hathaway's recorded voice came from the phone: "Sorry, it's not convenient for me to answer your call now. Please leave a message or call back later. When I see it, I will reply to you as soon as possible. Beep--"

Nolan quickly said, "Hi Annie! I just finished reading the hand-drawn script you sent me. Oh my God, this script is great. It's exactly what I want! Listen, I have a lot of questions to ask you. Please reply to me immediately after you hear my message. Thank you!"

After sending the message, Nolan excitedly read the hand-drawn script carefully again.

This time, he saw a lot of details.

The more Nolan read, the more he was amazed. "This playwright is so amazing. I really feel like he is another me! This must be quantum entanglement! It must be quantum entanglement!"

Nolan looked at the time and found that more than half an hour had passed and there was still no reply from Annie.

Nolan couldn't help but call Annie again.

This time, the call was hung up after two rings, and then there was a message prompt tone saying "not available to answer".

Nolan said quickly into the phone: "Annie, please, call me back! I really want to know everything about the playwright named Gu Ran! I also want to read the last few pages! Please reply to me quickly, otherwise I will definitely not be able to sleep tonight!"

Nolan read the hand-drawn script again and gained a deeper understanding. He even figured out how to complete these shots and how to edit them! Now he just had to wait to communicate with the "playwright" Gu Ran!

Nolan shook his legs anxiously, waiting for Annie's call.

Another hour passed, and Nolan couldn't help it and called Annie for the third time.

But this time, Annie actually turned off her phone!

Nolan was going crazy: "Annie! What are you doing?"

…

The other side.

On the vast ocean of the English Channel, a brand new luxury yacht is having a midnight party.

A dozen beautiful young ladies in bikinis were dancing happily to the dynamic music.

Old Les and Greg sat on the deck happily drinking whiskey in their hands.

"Cheers! Old Les! Thank you for everything you arranged today! I'm very satisfied!" Greg drank the whiskey in the glass.

Old Rice also raised his glass and said with a smile: "Greg, thank you for coming today. Today is such a pleasant day!"

Greg put down his glass and said, "Well, we've eaten, drunk, played, and seen beautiful women. Everything is good except that we didn't catch any fish. So next...if you don't have anything else to do, I'm going to go back to sleep."

Old Rice smiled and said, "Greg, I do have something I want to talk to you about."

"Hahaha! I knew it!" Greg laughed proudly, "You said you wouldn't mention the labor permit, but you still had to mention it in the end."

Old Rice pointed to his watch and said, "First of all, it's already past midnight. Secondly, what I want to tell you is not about the labor permit, but about you."

Greg asked in surprise, "Oh? About me? What?"

Old Rice shook the remaining whiskey in the glass and said in Greg's slow tone: "It's time for David Bernstein to retire..."

Greg's face suddenly tensed, and he stood up and said, "It's too windy here, it's not a good place to talk, let's go into the cabin and talk."

Old Rice smiled and said, "Of course."

The two men walked into the cabin one after the other and closed the door behind them.

Greg frowned and asked, "Old Les, what do you mean?"

Old Rice smiled and said, "Greg, you should know that David Bernstein is the current chairman of the English Football Association. If he retires, the new chairman of the English Football Association will be born among the five of us elders. There is no one else here, and I don't treat you as an outsider, so I might as well tell you straight, Greg, we are good friends, and I think you are absolutely capable of becoming the new chairman of the English Football Association - when Bernstein retires, I am willing to cast my vote for you and help you become the chairman of the English Football Association."

After hearing this, Greg remained calm on the surface, but his heart was churning like the sea!

The chairman of the English Football Association...

This was exactly the position Greg had always dreamed of! He had guessed that Old Rice wanted beautiful women and fine wine to get him to agree to the work permit, but he never expected that Old Rice would actually use the high position of the FA chairman to exchange benefits with him!

Old Rice really spent a lot of money!

And that kid Gu Ran...is indeed worthy of Old Rice doing this.

Greg cleared his throat. "Old Les, you shouldn't have said these things to me. This is even more against procedure than our private discussion of the labor certification. But I have to say that I am very moved by your words. I want to thank you for your evaluation of me. You are my good friend. As for our conversation today, just pretend it never happened. Don't worry, I will absolutely treat the labor certification issue you raised fairly."

As he spoke, Greg took the initiative to shake hands with old Les.

There is no need to be so thorough in what the big guys say, as everyone understands the situation.

If we can shake hands, it means the deal is done.

Old Rice smiled happily and shook Greg's hand vigorously. "Like I said before, Greg, you are a very capable person."

The two big men smiled at each other in the small cabin.

…

(End of this chapter)