Chapter 2333: You are still young, not suitable for this kind of role

   "No! I will split this time!" Vicky shook her head decisively.
  She has suffered a loss for the picture book, and she must not lose the movie again this time.
"I want to remind you that we do not currently have any screening venues. The people on the Nolan continent have no idea about the magic shadow. Whether it is to build a magic theater or popularize the concept of magic shadow, it is estimated that it will take a long time. For a period of time, the probability of "Miss Black Cat" recovering costs is extremely small. Are you sure you want to divide it?" McGonagall said with a smile.
   Vicky was taken aback when she heard the words, her face also showed a tangled color.
  She knew that McGonagall’s words were true. Even in the world where dungeon movies have been popular for thousands of years, there are still many street directors who shoot one and lose one.
  Filming on Nolan Continent, and when there were no cinemas, it was hard to imagine being the first person to eat crabs, and McGonagall could do this kind of thing.
"I would like to remind you. I intend to develop this industry as a cinema and provide a venue for the Magic Shadow. Therefore, the role of my early film source is more to open the market. There is no guarantee. Any box office." McGonagall said again.
  Vickey knows that McGonagall is telling the truth, and is very pertinent and honest.
   "The opera company is not short of money now, so I can also charge up some money for my dreams. I don't want a buyout of money, as long as the box office is three components in the future." Vicky looked at McGonagall and smiled.
   "Deal." McGonagall nodded without counter-offering.
  This share ratio is somewhat similar to the share of the film and theaters in the previous life, but as an investor, distributor, and propaganda party, this share ratio is a bit unreliable.
  But McGonagall is not short of money. This kind of small money is nothing compared to gaining an all-round screenwriter.
   "By the way, can I make a small request?" McGonagall asked.
"what?"
   "I want to add a small character and an actor to "Miss Black Cat"," McGonagall said.
   Vicky frowned. He had just said that he would not interfere in the movie, but he still asked: "What role? Who to add?"
   "Add a chef, it's me." McGonagall patted his chest and said.
  "Do you want to act?" Vicky was a little surprised, but she quickly became entangled, "This story is not easy to change into Miss Black Cat and the chef eloped together..."
   McGonagall: "???"
   "I don't want to be a leading actor, I just want a small role." McGonagall shook his head, "I don't want many scenes. I only need time for one dish. I want to teach everyone how to cook a dish."
"That's it..." Vicky blushed, realizing that she seemed to be thinking about it, and nodded after thinking about it for a while, "I can think about it, but if it can be added, I have to see your camera performance. Try to make a decision."
  This is really a strict director, and he can’t even get the money into the group. McGonagall smiled and nodded, "Okay, no problem."
Who is he? McGonagall Alex, Hades, the triple identities of the actor who switch at will, there is no need to worry about the expressiveness of the lens.
  "This movie...Magic Shadow, how much do you plan to invest?" Vicky asked again.
   "This magical shadow does not need any big scenes and special effects, the investment should not be too high, I plan to invest 10 million copper coins." McGonagall said.
  Vickey thought a little, and nodded in agreement, "Enough."
  She knows very well that if McGonagall wants to establish a cinema system on the Nolan continent, this is the big money.
   "Besides, I actually have a script and want to invite you to write it for me." McGonagall took out a stack of paper and pushed it in front of Vicky.
  "The Phantom of the God of Cooking?" Vicky looked at the tacky name on the cover, her eyebrows were slightly raised, which looked like a best-seller on the street stall.
  She picked up the pamphlet and looked through it. The expression she hadn't expected much at first became more and more serious, and her eyes lit up, as she read it like a treasure.
  About twenty minutes later, Vicky put down the booklet in her hand, stared at McGonagall and asked, "Who wrote this story?"
   "No talent, it's under." McGonagall smiled slightly.
  Vickey looked at McGonagall with even more fiery eyes, and she exclaimed: "Although the writing is extremely poor, the narrative is very chaotic, and the emotional changes are rigid, this is a really good story!"
  The muscles on McGonagall’s face trembled, and he didn’t know if he should be happy about the compliment.
  His writing and narration are also written by him, and the emotions are still modified by him. The story belongs to others.
  This Nizi is quite accurate.
  Vickey also felt that her words didn't sound very good, and explained: "I mean... the story is very good, the flaws are not hidden, even if it is changed to an opera, it should be popular."
   "I would like to ask you to help change it into a magic screen script. Of course, as a reward, I can give you the opera copyright of this story for free." McGonagall said.
   "Really?!" Vicky's eyes lit up.
   "All the cooperation we are talking about today will have to sign a contract later." McGonagall nodded.
   "Deal!" Vicky nodded decisively.
  Recently, she was thinking about a new opera bald, and this story of McGonagall made her feel bright.
  The love-hate relationship between a human chef and a succubus, interspersed with dryads, old dominators and other elements, is very dramatic while keeping up with the trend.
  Vicky feels that this story is not under "Miss Black Cat", and may even be more enjoyable than "Black Cat".
  What’s more, this story is naturally suitable for broadcast on the big screen.
  Whether it is a tree monster or an old ruler, it can be created by magic special effects, which can bring a strong visual impact to the audience.
   "This chef...you don't plan to act by yourself?" Vicky looked at McGonagall and asked.
   "Yes." McGonagall nodded honestly. This is a movie tailored for himself.
   "Then this heroine..." Vicky bit her lower lip lightly, as if she had made a very big determination and said: "I'll just make it difficult..."
   "The heroine has already been chosen." McGonagall smiled and took it, and glanced at the airport that Vicky had owned at a young age, "You are still young, so you are not suitable for this kind of role."
   Vicky: "???"
  She is indeed young, but she thinks McGonagall’s little finger is another.
   is extremely harmful and insulting!
  She was so angry that she wanted to tear the outline in her hand, but she was reluctant to bear the good story, her expression twisted for a while, gritted her teeth and nodded: "Okay, I'll take it!"
   "I plan to shoot this story first, and I leave it to you about the script. I hope I will come back to the theater in seven days and see the first draft of the script." McGonagall said with a smile.
   "Seven days?" Vicky almost jumped up.
  Does this guy think everyone is a tentacle monster? When she is tangled up, she may not be able to write a word in a day!
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