Divine Lucky Star-Chapter 271 - What Good Is He Even Here For

Chapter 271: Chapter 271: What Good Is He Even Here For?

Chapter 271 -271: What Good Is He Even Here For?

“Hell, yes,” Hou Yu nodded and said, “Breakfast has to be a special one that costs three hundred and eighty-eight per person, lunch is six hundred and eighty-eight, and dinner is a five hundred and eighty-eight set of Western food. Just feeding the crew will set us back about one thousand seven or eight hundred daily. Even the water she drinks is imported mineral water that’s one hundred and eighteen a bottle. It’s like we’ve hired Wu Zetian for the film, damn it!”

“So what do we do if she’s never satisfied with the script?” As they entered the elevator, Zhou Guangrong sighed, “Why don’t you guys go over the script again? I mean, she’s got no past grievances with us, what’s the point of all this?”

This had troubled the film crew for quite some time now.

Speaking of which, Lan Zihuang often had issues with the scripts before, but it was never as extreme as this.

It was like no matter how they changed it, it was never to her liking. They even had no clue what kind of script she wanted.

“Redo it my ass,” Hou Yu bluntly shook his head, “In our crew, Mr. Meng Zenan is a top screenwriter of the same caliber as Li Fei, the screenwriter of ‘Domestic Agent.’ He could sell any script for over two million. And yet, they still weren’t satisfied with his revisions?”

“That’s true, sigh…” Zhou Guangrong let out a long sigh and walked into a small meeting room with Hou Yu. They pushed the door open and entered, finding three or four people already there. Among them was a middle-aged man around fifty years old with grayish long hair tied into a small ponytail and wearing round glasses—quite the personality, Mr. Meng Zenan himself.

“What, she didn’t agree again?” Meng Zenan saw that Lan Zihuang hadn’t come down and said furiously, “What on earth does she want?”

Zhou Guangrong shook his head, “There’s nothing we can do, brother-in-law. We’re out of options. She even said she wanted to sleep at this time of the day!”

“Yeah,” Hou Yu agreed, “Everyone on the set is ready, just waiting for her. What are we supposed to do?”

“What about old Yang?” Meng Zenan frowned, “Didn’t Director Yang say anything?”

“Director Yang did,” Zhou Guangrong sat down with a flop and took a few bites of his breakfast, “He already sent Luo Shiyuan to ask for ‘Domestic Agent’s’ screenwriter assistant, Wang Hao. Psh, such a young kid in his early twenties, what good will he do?”

“Exactly,” Hou Yu nodded, “He’s just an assistant screenwriter. Although Teacher Li Fei values him highly, that’s of no use. I heard he’s only twenty-four this year, isn’t this just playing around?”

At this point, someone in the room whispered, “But I’ve heard that this Wang Hao does have some skills. The variety show he hosts, ‘If You Are the One,’ has a rating of six point six percent. It’s all over the news these days.”

“Variety shows are variety shows, TV dramas are TV dramas,” Meng Zenan said dismissively. “A variety show might catch a lucky break with a clever idea for high ratings. But TV dramas are all about the overall plot, every single episode has to connect perfectly. This is a completely different concept from variety shows. What use could he possibly be?”

“Right,” Zhou Guangrong snorted coldly, “I don’t know what Director Yang is thinking. Well, at this point, a dead horse has to be a living horse doctor. Anyway, it’s Lan Zihuang he’ll have to deal with, not us.”

Everyone nodded in agreement, “Right, right, right, all we need to do is sit back and enjoy the show!”

“Yes, that’s true,” Meng Zenan thought for a moment, then suddenly let out a cold laugh, “When he gets here, let’s all prop him up, the higher the better! Then let’s see what he can do when he can’t handle Lan Zihuang!”

“Exactly, let’s do that!”

…

Gosh, that was a refreshing sleep!

After so many busy days, I can finally get a good night’s rest. Feels pretty good, although I just can’t seem to get used to the pillows in this hotel. My neck is sore and achy.

Nothing to do this morning, might as well check on my novel!

I logged into the author backend first thing and checked the subscriptions…

“Holy shit!” Even Wang Hao, who had witnessed ‘Break the Heavens’ become a huge hit in his original world, was stunned at the numbers, “Sixteen thousand subscriptions?!”

It’s only nine in the morning, and the subscriptions have already reached fifteen thousand! The power of ‘Break the Heavens’ is indeed extraordinary!

I opened QQ, and Wang Hao’s inbox was flooded with messages—

Purple Phoenix: “Hey, I donated to the Golden Alliance, hehe. You’re going to update for me today, right?!”

Long Yi: “Brother Hao is awesome, your book is top of the monthly ticket leaderboard! I’ve sponsored an Alliance Hierarch, hehe!”

Qiangwei: “Go Brother Ritian, Alliance Hierarch coming your way!”

Divine Envoy: “Brother Dou is awesome, your book is freakin’ fierce! Here’s an Alliance Hierarch from me, please accept this small token!”

Ren Xing: “I’ve thrown in a million for the Alliance, go Brother Hao!”

Most of the messages that followed were congratulations from readers.

Wang Hao dealt with some messages from his readers, then he contacted the author of “Devouring the Stars” to discuss the subsequent plot development.

Everything was progressing in an orderly manner, and by the time Wang Hao had finished explaining things to both parties, it was already ten o’clock in the morning.

It was then that the chief editor, Wen Song, sent a congratulatory message—

Wen Song: “Haha, the new book is defying the heavens, it’s freaking awesome! Subscriptions have hit seventeen thousand! Keep it up, I reckon if nothing unexpected happens, this book’s average subscription could soar to above thirty thousand this month! This is simply the highest subscription average in the history of our website!”

Wang Ritian: “That’s all thanks to your great support, Wen Song!”

Wen Song: “It’s the quality of the book that’s most important. Oh, and there’s another piece of good news, there’s someone interested in buying the game rights to your book!”

Now, that was indeed great news!

Wang Ritian: “Someone wants to buy the game rights? How much are they offering?”

Wen Song: “The starting offer is one million, but I estimate that with some negotiating, we could probably get around one and a half million.”

Sitting in front of the computer, Wang Hao was stunned—how much?! A million and a half for “Break the Heavens” game rights?! What kind of international joke was this?!

Instinctively, Wang Hao wanted to ask Wen Song what the deal was, knowing that this book could easily break thirty to forty thousand in average subscriptions. And they were selling the game rights for just this much?!

But just as his hands were about to type out the questions, Wang Hao suddenly stopped!

“No, no!” Wang Hao burst out laughing: “Hahaha, this is an empiricist mistake! I thought that with the success of ‘Break the Heavens,’ the rights would sell for tens of millions at the very least, but I forgot that the entertainment industry in this world is very far behind!”

He had forgotten the most important thing!

Though the timeline matched that of his original world, the entertainment industry in this world was quite backward, so it wasn’t hard to understand why the rights for “Break the Heavens” were being offered at such a low price.

There was great potential in this!

Wang Ritian: “Wen Song, about that, I feel the starting price for the rights is a bit low, I don’t plan on selling just yet.”

Wen Song: “Hmm, that’s true, compared to your subscription numbers, selling these rights isn’t that significant.”

Wang Ritian: “Then let’s not sell for now, hehe, I’m going to get back to writing!”

Wen Song: “Okay, go ahead.”

Closing the chat window with Wen Song, Wang Hao finally began to think seriously.

Based on the current situation, the value of novels was definitely greater than what Wang Hao had anticipated!

In fact, from his past life knowledge about novels, reaching this level of success would allow for a contract with a major god, or even a platinum contract.

However, Wang Hao did not bring this up at the moment.

The reason was quite simple: he was afraid of startling the snake in the grass.

There would definitely be huge benefits to a major god contract or a platinum contract, but the issue was that he didn’t have enough confidence yet. If he pushed for these contracts now, he might not be able to secure the rights back.

Currently, the world’s IP had not yet taken off, and just by chance, Wang Hao knew why IPs had become so popular in his previous life!

That was something most people didn’t know!

“Hahaha, knowing more about this stuff does have its benefits,” Wang Hao stretched contentedly and laughed: ” ‘Break the Heavens’ is such a hit, and ‘Devouring the Stars’ is already on the right track. Not bad at all! I love this world!”

Thump, thump, thump.

After transmitting his book, there was a knock at the door. Xia Xueqi called from outside, “Brother Hao, are you up yet? Let’s go out to eat!”

“Coming, coming,” Wang Hao got dressed and opened the door: “Let’s go, let’s grab something to eat, and then we have to head over to Henglong Film and Television City. To be honest, I’m really curious about what that prima donna star is like!”

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