Shang Yechu was utterly astonished. Every word Gu Wenhua uttered was, in essence, extremely cold-blooded, bordering on a desecration of art. Yet, damnably, it made perfect sense; Shang Yechu clearly knew that what he had offered was the optimal solution.
She suddenly felt a pity that Ji Juntao hadn't overheard the conversation; otherwise, Boss Ji would probably have been as excited as Bo Ya meeting Zi Qi.
“Besides,” Gu Wenhua continued, “the rules in the original script were only discovered after the protagonists broke them. That’s not good. It gives the audience a feeling of helplessness and lacks satisfaction. I plan to let the protagonists know the rules in advance and carefully avoid or break them…”
Shang Yechu paused, raised her eyes, and looked at Gu Wenhua with a curious gaze.
How do you plan to let them know in advance?
“I haven’t figured it out yet.” Gu Wenhua frowned. “I’ve tried many methods, but they all feel a bit deliberate and not concise enough. Once or twice is fine, but having the protagonist discover the rules in advance every time is too redundant and repetitive. The audience will get tired of it.”
Shang Yechu suddenly laughed.
At that moment, a touch of tenderness suddenly welled up in her heart for Sheng Wenzhi. It wasn't love, nor friendship. It was a feigned pity that a person with a conscience felt for someone before destroying their possessions.
Fine! If we're going to be little bitch, let's go all the way!
Let's see how this money pit will ultimately turn Sheng Wenzhi's script into what it is!
Shang Yechu revealed an unusually gentle expression, his tone carrying a persuasive quality: "The rules appearing one by one are indeed too cumbersome, and the plot progresses very slowly. Is there any way to speed up the plot and make it more engaging and satisfying?"
Gu Wenhua pondered deeply for a while, then his eyes suddenly lit up: "We can make all the rules appear together! — But how can they appear together?"
Shang Yechu propped her chin up, her smile almost gentle: "When you go to a shopping mall, a movie theater, or a restaurant, what do you see posted on the walls?"
Gu Wenhua's breathing became rapid.
A few seconds later, or perhaps an eternity later, Gu Wenhua leaped up and excitedly grabbed Shang Yechu's shoulder: "Customer Notice! Customer Notice! Yechu, you're a genius! Let's do it this way! The simplest way is the best, so let's use this simplest method to clearly show the rules to the audience! Let's do it this way!"
Shang Yechu lowered her eyes to look at Gu Wenhua's hand on her shoulder, then raised her head: "That's good. Movies aren't really anything profound."
The simpler, more straightforward, and easier to understand the plot, the wider the audience will be.
As if afraid of forgetting the inspiration, Gu Wenhua immediately picked up his pen and scribbled it down on the paper. The handwriting was flamboyant and extremely messy; no one but himself could understand it.
After finishing writing, Gu Wenhua slapped his palm and excitedly walked up to Shang Yechu, muttering to himself.
Shang Yechu watched his excited expression quietly for a while before reminding him, "Since the script has been completely changed, it's no longer appropriate to call it 'The Rules General Store'."
Gu Wenhua stopped in his tracks: "I haven't thought about it yet. Changing a name is such a big deal, I have to discuss it with you and President Ji."
“No need to discuss it anymore.” Shang Yechu sat up straight, her expression calm. “I’ve already thought it through. You’re right, the simplest truths are the best, the more concise the better.”
Shang Yechu picked up his pen and wrote three large characters on the draft paper, stroke by stroke.
Rules Street.
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