"Change your name? What name?" Griffith was obviously a little surprised by my words.

Maybe he felt that I should have my own opinions on the two problems he mentioned.

"Yes. Change your name." I nodded.

"My movie is called "Pianist". I think it's already pretty good. What kind of name should I change it to?" Griffith wondered.

"A little more content. How about "The Pianist at Sea"?" I smiled and said the name of a movie that was very famous in later generations.

"The Pianist at Sea!?" Griffith suddenly fell into a state of dementia.

"Boss, this movie doesn't seem to have anything to do with the ocean, right?" After Griffith recovered, he looked at me with wide eyes.

"From the script of this movie you are now, it doesn't matter, but if you want to change it, it's something." I shrugged.

Looking at my expression, Griffith understood: "Boss, what do you mean is to have a major surgery on my script?!"

"No," I snapped my fingers.

"David, didn't you say that your story is a bit thin and preaching? I think if you change it, you can completely avoid these two problems." I excitedly picked up a pen and drew a boat on a piece of paper in front of me.

"This is a passenger ship sailing around the world. People with different identities transported to all parts of the world, with a child, born on this passenger ship, no one knows who his parents are, people only know that he is the child of this passenger ship. This has no name, people only call him 1900, and one day, people found that he has great musical talent..."

I took the pen and drew graphics on the manuscript paper while telling the story in my mind to Griffith.

Griffith listened very seriously, and the more he listened, the more excited he became.

"... In the end, 1900 did not leave the ship +: it sank to the bottom of the sea forever, and his piano." When I finished the last sentence, I saw Griffith's eyes wet and tears flashed in his eyes.

"Boss! You are so amazing. Such a story and such a change not only solved the two original problems of the script at once, but also made the movie more profound and plump in the sense!" Griffith gave me a thumbs up.

"I'm just a suggestion. You have to do it in detail. After all, you are the director of this movie, not me." I patted Griffith on the shoulder and laughed.

"Boss, you mean, have you invested in this movie of mine?" Griffith said in surprise at me.

I laughed: "Why not shoot?! Such a good script and such a good movie, why don't I shoot it?! David, if this movie is made, I don't think it's necessary to be bad for Naar's "King Kong". At the Harvey Awards half of this year, you will definitely see the names of these two movies. Do you believe it?"

Griffith was so excited that I said that the old man was so clenched that I could hear the creaking sound.

"Boss, don't worry, I will definitely shoot with all my strength and will definitely not embarrass our DreamWorks people!" Griffith nodded, agreeing.

"David, this year, life is probably even harder than last year. If last year's Harvey Awards were a competition for the strong, then this year's Harvey Awards must be a competition for many heroes! You can see from the movies invested by major film companies during this period that the overall artistic nature of these movies will be higher than last year. In other words, the pressure on this Harvey Awards is much greater than last year. Therefore, whether DreamWorks can continue its past glory in the Christmas movie schedule depends entirely on you and Dunar. This time, DreamWorks will send you two veteran filmmakers to fight!"

"There is an old saying in China that a veteran is going to take action, which means that old guys are often more powerful than young people. I have confidence in you and Dunar."

My words made Griffith laugh.

"Boss, although Dunar and I are old, it is unlikely that young people will take advantage of us. This time, we are still praising us and teaching these young people a lesson, but you have to promise me something so that I can take on this burden with all my heart." Griffith squeezed me to quiet.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Looking at Griffith's smirk, I knew that this old guy must have nothing good.

As expected, Griffith laughed dryly, pointed to the script on the table and said to me: "You have changed the script of Dunar, and you have to change my script anyway. Since the story makes you tell so well, it would be a waste if you don't write it. Besides, if your name appears in the screenwriter of "The Pianist on the Sea", there will be an excellent promotional reason for this movie."

I understand what this old man means.

In fact, Griffith could write this script by himself, but the old man believed that the idea of ​​revision of this movie was proposed by me, and I should also be one of the screenwriters.

I smiled, nodded, and shook my head again: "David, I can see that none of you guys are good things."

"Hehehehe." Seeing me talking like this, Griffith knew that I had agreed.

"David, I think it would be unreasonable if I didn't give it to me this year's Harvey Award for Best Screenwriter." I sat down again in the chair and spread my hands at Griffith.

Griffith looked at me, not talking, just giggling.

"This Killer Isn't Not Too Cold", "Ten Commandments", "Friends", "Prison Break", "King Kong", "Painted Skin" now adds this "Sea Pianist". There are so many scripts in so many movies, whether in terms of quantity or quality, there are probably not many Hollywood screenwriters who can surpass me, right?" I picked up my pen and said to Griffith jokingly.

Griffith spread his hands: "There is no way, who made Andre Corleon's head acknowledged by Hollywood filmmakers' 'God'."

What he said made me even more speechless.
Chapter completed!