"There are too many superheroes in the United States. I can't even count them with two hands. They have a lot of imagination and all kinds of superpowers. The rich rely on technology while the poor rely on mutation. Every hero has their own story. In terms of theme alone, superheroes are undoubtedly successful. In my country, superheroes have a lot of fans. They even discuss who is more powerful on the Internet and argue about it, "Qin Ze said.
Davis and Brandon listened carefully and smiled knowingly. Superheroes had a place even in Hollywood where quality products were everywhere. In the past, their status was even higher. However, in recent years, the industry had hit a bottleneck and it was difficult to recreate its former glory.
"Then why don't you gather all the superheroes together and film an epic masterpiece? Or you can think of it this way. Let the superheroes form an alliance and fight monsters together to level up. Who knows, there might even be sparks of love between them. For example, the 'Panther Girl' under your company. I'm looking forward to Vajra conquering her." Qin Ze raised his eyebrows.
"Gather all the heroes together?" Brandon felt something called inspiration explode in his mind, but he still had many doubts. "In that case, who is the main character?"
"Everyone is the main character. There is no need to divide them into primary and secondary characters," Qin Ze said.
"But this will increase the difficulty of filming." Davis frowned.
For a superhero alone, the main character was obvious. The camera just had to focus on him. Once multiple heroes appeared, everyone would be the main character. Then, how would it be more reasonable to divide the shots? There would be a lot of unnecessary scenes during this period.
"This will depend on the scriptwriter's ability." Qin Ze analyzed. "For example, in the movie you are filming this time, if multiple superheroes gather to fight a boss, you just have to change the God assisting the main character to a superhero. Then, you can share some scenes with them. Wouldn't that be no problem?"
His words made the two of them fall into deep thought.
While fixed routines brought benefits, they would also solidify people's thinking. Qin Ze had seen the routines of the other world. He could easily use their strengths to make up for his weaknesses. In the world he was in, the superheroes' power system was more rigorous. This was an advantage, but it also made it difficult to "integrate". A weak hero would still be a weakling if he mixed in with a powerful hero.
To solve this problem, a wave of brain cells had to be killed. However, Qin Ze didn't have to burn his brain.
"It's a bold idea. Maybe we can give it a try." Davis smiled. "But it's inevitable that we'll have to take some risks."
"There's no need to take risks." Qin Ze said, "Superheroes have their own fans. When two or more superheroes meet in a movie and achieve a certain goal as teammates, what do you think the audience will do when they hear this gimmick? It was not rejection, but excitement, agitation, and anticipation. Famous superheroes have fixed fan groups, so the so-called risk is minimal. It's even safer and more convenient than creating a new hero. "
"So far, you have more than ten superheroes under your banner, and as many as five or six popular heroes. Why don't you try making a series like 'League of Superheroes'? Scattered heroes not interfering with each other was a great waste. Although there was an obvious difference in strength between heroes, every hero had their own characteristics. A reasonable arrangement of the heroes' abilities could make the plot rich and interesting. Some fans like this hero and hate that hero. When they watch a movie, they would choose to watch the hero they like. If all the heroes were gathered, wouldn't this be a movie that would explode at the box office? Have you thought about this problem? "
The air suddenly froze. Brandon and Davis looked at each other.
"In the past few years, superhero movies have started to go downhill. No matter how effective a formula is, the human brain will have aesthetic fatigue. Under the same formula, you need to keep changing skins, but your skins are just creating heroes. In our country, there's a game that makes money by selling skins. The same character keeps creating new skins, and the daily turnover can reach tens of millions or even hundreds of millions. Only by constantly changing skins can the audience's desire to consume. The image of a superhero is the source of consumption, and you have been profiting by selling the same skin. "
Brandon muttered words like "hero" and "league" in a low voice.
Davis, on the other hand, was imagining the possibility of a few heroes gathering in one place. With his rich experience as a director, although he had never tried it, it was not impossible. His understanding of the market and the audience's psychology told him that Qin Ze's words were not without reason.
The appeal of a hero and the appeal of a few heroes could not be mentioned in the same breath.
"I like superhero movies very much. After I became a screenwriter, I fantasized that if all the heroes were gathered together, it would be very exciting and exciting. So, I tried to write a screenplay." Qin Ze bragged without restraint.
Brandon was energized. The American man could not help but raise his voice. "You've written a script before, can you show it to me … Oh, if you're willing, I'll buy your script in my own name."
Qin Ze shook his head. "It's just a spontaneous creation. It's not a complete script. But since you're interested, we can talk more during the filming."
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Dinner lasted until 8: 30 pm. After eating and drinking to their fill, their sleepiness subsided. After bidding farewell to Brandon and Davis, both of them seemed to have a lot on their minds. They spent most of their time thinking. Qin Bao Bao held her brother's hand as they strolled along the Walk of Fame.
From the American guide, he learned that the security in downtown Los Angeles was not good. It was best not to go out at night. However, Hollywood was quite safe. It was just that the streets were filled with people in strange costumes. If it was the peak season, it would be even livelier here.
After all, it was the center of the world's film industry. There were many cosplayers.
"Is your idea reliable?" His sister's face was still red from the alcohol. She looked charming under the light.
Qin Ze lowered his head. He saw the light reflected in her eyes like stars. Her black and thick eyelashes were like dark clouds under the moonlight.
He said, "Of course it's reliable. It's worth tens of millions."
"You're bluffing."
"It's true."
"So you're giving it to them for free?" Qin Bao Bao puffed her cheeks.
"Even if I don't say it, they will definitely think of it in the future. Unless I want to make a movie in Hollywood and be a boss. But it's not realistic whether it's time or manpower." Qin Ze said, "Also, just take it as a favor. Otherwise, you won't pass the audition and be eliminated."
Qin Bao Bao was not convinced. She raised her face. "Are you questioning my acting skills?"
Qin Ze said, "Come on. You can play the role of a sister and a younger brother well. Are you sure you can handle the other roles?"
As soon as he said this, the sister and brother both turned their heads away awkwardly and temporarily stopped talking.
Qin Ze slapped himself twice in his heart. Why was the role of a sister and a younger brother so good? He should know in his heart why it was so good.
Please don't say it out loud.
Qin Bao Bao was not like him who could use skill books. She was not a professional and had not been in the film and television industry for a long time. It was not wrong to say that she was the worst Movie Queen.
My sister's water is my water. I have to help her cover it well.
Even if there was no dinner tonight, Qin Ze would still find a chance to talk to the director and give his sister a heads-up for the audition.
There were many attractions in Hollywood that were worth visiting, but after Qin Bao Bao landed, she only rested for a short while in the car. She was not in a good state of mind, so she contacted the driver and planned to go back to the hotel to rest.
At this time, there were a few greetings from the side of the road. Qin Ze and his sister turned to look. It was a group of young people dressed in hip-hop style. They gathered on the side of the road and were smoking. They might have even been drinking. Because it was dinner time, they looked at Qin Bao Bao with lust and impulse.
"Foreign girl, do you want to play with us?" A black man whistled at Qin Bao Bao. He probably thought that Qin Ze and the others were foreign tourists.
"Is that your boyfriend? You can play with us. We have fans," he added.
"This girl has a good figure and a beautiful face."
"It will be fun to play with her."
The young people roared with laughter.
Qin Bao Bao had never heard such bold and wanton humiliation in real life. She frowned and pulled Qin Ze away.
Qin Ze did not move. He looked at them carefully, focusing on their waists. He did not see any hidden guns.
The black man in sneakers, slacks and a white unlined shirt felt that there was a chance. He walked over and said, "We have fans. Bring your girlfriend to play with us."
Qin Ze stared at him. "Do you have guns?"
The black man: "No."
Qin Ze nodded. "Oh."
Then he raised his voice and greeted all the women in the family in fluent English.
"F * * k your mother." It felt so good to curse foreigners in Chinglish.
And "your mother and grandmais bitch" was also very good. He wanted to show them the horror of Chinglish.
"Your son has no d * * k." He did not know how to translate it for the time being. There was no d * * k in English. There was one in Steel Gate, but they probably did not think it was a curse.
The young people could understand the words, but the grammatical combination made them a little confused.
Everyone was speaking English. Why were they different? But at least they could understand that it was a curse.
Especially Qin Bao Bao, who kept repeating the words "bitch" and "f * * k."
Every time Qin Ze cursed, she would repeat "bitch" or "f * * k."
After cursing, Qin Ze pulled his sister and was about to leave. But after thinking about it, he felt that he had to do something since they were out. So he turned his head and cursed, "Baka!"
Then he signaled his sister with his eyes.
Qin Baobao understood tacitly and scolded as well.
"If we were in China, I would definitely beat them up until their mothers couldn't recognize them," Qin Ze said.
"They won't shoot us from behind, right?" Qin Bao Bao was a little scared and kept looking back.
"It's okay. I saw that they didn't bring guns," Qin Ze said.
If they chased after them, Qin Ze would teach them a lesson.
But those guys just stood there and cursed. It was obvious that not every American would pull out a gun and shoot at them.
Qin Ze had seen a video online before. Two American girls were fighting on the side of the road. As they fought, they pulled out their guns and continued to fight. Were they not afraid that they would accidentally fire … How bold.
Because of some "intentional" propaganda online, Qin Ze, like most netizens, was very wary of America, which did not ban guns.
After all, no matter how good one's martial arts were, one would still be afraid of a kitchen knife, let alone bullets. If someone pulled out a small pistol from their pants and aimed it at you, even ten Qin Ze would be dead if they were not close to him. Moreover, there was a Bao Bao following him.
It was inevitable that the siblings would be a little nervous. Qin Bao Bao felt that it would be safer to bring a group of people with them when they went out to play in the future.
Actually, bringing a group of people with them could avoid such situations. But this pair of pretentious siblings liked to pretend to be a couple in other places. It was inconvenient to bring people with them.
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