Writing Web Novels In America-Chapter 278 - 283 Elson’s "DreamWorks

Inside a photography studio in Los Angeles, a makeup artist was meticulously applying makeup to the big star Tom Cruise.

"Tommy," Nicole Kidman, clad in a flowing gown and statuesque in her height, came in, "the momentum of that crew is a lot bigger than ’Jerry Maguire’!"

Tom Cruise just smiled indifferently and didn’t take the news to heart.

Indeed, when it came to connections in Hollywood, he still fell far short of the Coppola family.

But as for the success of a film, wasn’t it ultimately judged by box office revenue?

Even if the little princess of the Coppola family, who had deeply inherited her father’s talents, had made that film exceptionally brilliant.

But, just relying on the cast of main actors?

"It’s okay," Tom comforted his wife with a smile, "The fact that the Coppola family got celebrities to make cameo appearances is already their limit!"

"It’s not that..." Nicole furrowed her brows and handed over a newspaper, "That bestselling author is the real star of the press conference!"

Huh?

Tom took the newspaper in confusion and began to read.

Joseph Heller, Stephen King, and so on?

So many famous authors had actually shown up at the project initiation ceremony?

He was initially taken aback, then laughed.

These authors plus star cameos might just match his own drawing power.

But...

Hollywood had its own set of rules!

If the difference in box office was small, he could totally spend a few million US dollars out of his own pocket to buy some box office.

As the actor with the highest paycheck in the world, he had his own confidence in this regard.

However, Tom’s expression soon showed a slight change.

Because he saw the photos of Wozniak and Larry Ellison stepping off a helicopter.

"I have a lot of confidence in this film," Silicon Valley’s "Iron Man" declared to the reporters, "You know, my judgement is rarely off."

Rarely off?

That means pouring money into any problems that arise to forcefully steer things the way you want!

Tom thought about the actions of this tech madman and finally furrowed his brows deeply.

At this moment, Wang Jian’s mood wasn’t much better than that of the big star.

He was sitting in the audience, getting ready for his own Writers Association membership ceremony.

Indeed, from the first announcement made by the Writers Association, Wang Jian had been qualified to join.

But because of the authors’ tendency to be reclusive and procrastinate, even the normal operations of the Association often got repeatedly delayed.

Not to mention having a ceremony for new members, which required the attendance of more than three-quarters of the members.

"Wow, Wang," Wozniak whispered in amazement, "do you already have such influence among writers?"

Damn influence!

Wang Jian looked at many authors who had vanished from public view for years to "gather material."

They crowded around him, throwing accolades like "young and promising" and "genius writer" at him as if they were free.

"In the literary world, there is never a shortage of young geniuses, but you’ve never welcomed those people like this!" Wang retorted "sincerely," while mentally sneering.

With these so-called "guidance" from other writers, they probably wanted this project to succeed more than even Little Bronfman, right?

Wang Jian watched Stephen King, who was holding his speech and preparing to go on stage, feeling somewhat conflicted.

It was because of his suggestion, before coming to Los Angeles, that the ceremony could take place officially.

And damn Caltech, Los Angeles Branch even more.

As a world-renowned top-tier institution specializing in science and engineering, how could you eagerly rush to host the joining ceremony for new members of the Writers Association at the slightest mention?

"He not only created a new writing style with his uninhibited inspiration,"

"but also established a website and set up a fund to support literature enthusiasts, bringing literature closer to the public!"

Stephen King took off his glasses and pointed towards Wang Jian.

"Let’s welcome with applause the 178th current member of the Writers Association, the 5776th member in total, Mr. Wang Jian!"

Wang Jian straightened his clothes and slowly walked onto the stage.

After offering thanks to a whole host of people with the usual pleasantries, the Association’s chairman, Joseph Heller, personally pinned a badge symbolizing membership in the Writers Association on his chest.

He glanced at the audience and noticed that the actors in the corner were all wearing expressions of shared glory.

Although they were stars to some extent, used to a fair amount of admiration,

here, these individuals were undeniably the isolated ones.

Even Little Bronfman, who was fervently talking to Larry Elson, abandoned all pretense of poise as he clapped vigorously.

"Ah, this adds a fair amount of buzz to the project."

Wang Jian smiled as he walked off the stage, continuing to listen to Joseph Heller’s speech at the podium.

It was about how many Nobel Prizes in Literature, Pulitzer Prizes, Hugo Awards, and other renowned international awards the Writers Association members had won.

He mentioned Hemingway, Mark Twain, Helen Keller, and others as being proud to be part of the Writers Association.

At that moment, Larry Elson quietly approached Wang Jian.

"Wang, do you know Paul Allen?" he asked quietly.

Paul Allen, one of the co-founders of Microsoft?

Wang Jian shook his head; how could he possibly know such a prominent figure? Their statuses were completely mismatched!

"Do you know that he, as the largest shareholder, has invested in Spielberg’s DreamWorks?"

"Your novel is very popular in Silicon Valley."

"How about we jointly establish a production company to adapt your novel into films, what do you think?"

Huh?

Wang Jian nearly dropped his jaw in surprise upon hearing this.

He could understand if Wozniak had approached him.

But why Larry Elson joined in was something he still couldn’t figure out.

And then...

You just dropped such a bombshell on me?

Looking at this tech fanatic often compared with Bill Gates, Wang Jian was somewhat at a loss for words.

After the plan to buy four submarines from the Russian shipyard was urgently stopped by the Pentagon,

was Larry Elson really going to buy himself such an expensive toy, just like Paul Allen?

"I’m also an old acquaintance of Little Bronfman; he doesn’t have as many Hollywood schemes to trap investors."

"We can leverage Universal’s channels in the early stages to distribute our movies."

Elson glanced at Wozniak and continued his persuasion.

"You shouldn’t sell your IP to Hollywood so simply; their technical capabilities are insufficient!"

"The so-called pinnacle of Hollywood, Industrial Light & Magic, is just a bunch of second-rate programmers; they can’t even match Jobs’ Pixar."

"I and Woz have already been in contact with many top programmers, and they’ve agreed to help us overcome technical challenges in their spare time!"

"Wang," Elson patted his shoulder, "even if the box office isn’t quite as we wish, each time a film is released, it’s good news for our businesses."

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