The few pages of paper handed to each person were printed with the titles of the TV dramas they had written over the past few years!
Turning the page, you can see episode summaries copied and pasted from search engines. Even the small ads between web pages haven't been removed yet.
The screenwriters present didn't look too pleased. The reason was simple: the TV dramas Zheng Bohan had chosen weren't their past masterpieces, but rather a series that had either flopped in ratings and generated a huge amount of discussion, or were universally panned and considered terrible dramas. They were, in essence, everyone's dark history.
This was nothing short of an insult, and some people immediately became restless.
"Zheng Bohan, what do you mean?" Jing Fengnian stood up and said angrily, "Yes, you're arrogant, you're smug, you're great! We small fry aren't worthy to sit at the same table as you! What are you going to do about it?"
Fu Yu also said coldly, "Old Zheng, what you've done is a bit too much."
The scene erupted into chaos, a cacophony of noise and shouting, like a marketplace. Scholars are not without temper; on the contrary, their tempers are often greater than anyone else's.
Zheng Bohan waited patiently for the commotion to subside before speaking, "Gentlemen, I, Old Zheng, am not here to cause trouble for you. On the contrary, I am here today to ask for your help."
"help?"
Jiao Xiachun snorted coldly, "You still need our help? Do you need to 'beg'? We don't deserve it."
Liu Hong wiped his brow and said, "Oh dear, Lao Zheng, stop keeping me in suspense! At your age, don't you know how precious time is?"
"At least give me a chance to explain," Zheng Bohan said with a wry smile. "Alright, alright, everyone, please be quiet."
The room fell silent.
"You've all probably heard that Xu Hanwen and I have had some disagreements recently?" Zheng Bohan asked first.
Everyone fell silent. There are no secrets in the entertainment industry, especially since this matter had already caused quite a stir. They just didn't expect Zheng Bohan to say it so casually.
Zheng Bohan then said, "You all know about the drama 'Qingyun Biography' that Xu Hanwen is currently filming, right?"
This time, several more people echoed the sentiment. A big-budget production like "The Legend of Qingyun" is practically a shoo-in for the year's top drama; there are few in the industry who aren't paying attention.
Even when "The Legend of Qingyun" was recruiting various screenwriters and consultants, quite a few people went to join in the fun. Unfortunately, they were all rejected.
"Old Xia, Old Li, Old Liu, Old Jiao..." Zheng Bohan called out several names like a Khan reviewing his troops. "You guys applied for positions such as screenwriter, historical consultant, and cultural consultant, and were rejected, right?"
The people he pointed out all looked rather uncomfortable, and Jiao Xiachun even sneered, "What, what law says I can't be a cultural consultant?"
“Of course,” Zheng Bohan laughed. “But you were asked to leave, weren’t you? Do you know what Xu Hanwen said back then? – ‘If Jiao Xiachun were to be the cultural consultant, he might just get the Jade Emperor and Chang’e to have an affair!’”
This is a joke in the arts and literature circle. When Jiao Xiachun was young, she adapted a mythological TV series and actually wrote Hou Yi as the Jade Emperor's illegitimate son. Hou Yi shooting down the suns was actually Hou Yi killing his nine golden crow brothers in order to seize the throne!
Chang'e was Hou Yi's wife, so the Jade Emperor was naturally Chang'e's father-in-law.
This drama is one of Jiao Xiachun's sore spots. It was publicly criticized by the authorities and became a typical example of poorly written content. For several years, Jiao Xiachun couldn't hold her head high in the entertainment industry.
As expected, upon hearing these words, Jiao Xiachun jumped up immediately, veins bulging on her forehead: "Zheng Bohan! You and Xu Hanwen, you two bastards!"
Simply opening his mouth wasn't enough; Jiao Xiachun, holding a teacup, charged forward, displaying a relentless, unyielding spirit.
Peacemaker Liu Hong and another screenwriter stepped forward to form a human wall and block him. Liu Hong, wiping his sweat, said, "Hey! Hey! Old Zheng, what exactly are you trying to say?"
Seeing that the time was right, Zheng Bohan scanned the crowd and uttered a startling statement, word by word:
"I would like to invite you all to join me in writing a work that surpasses 'The Legend of Qingyun'!"
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