Chapter 137 The Terminator of Magical Change
"When dealing with the fierce philosophical conflict at the end of the film, we can even trigger a workshop to monitor the safety advice of workers when the human fugitives rushed into this unmanned workshop. However, this worker was stabbed to death by a machine operating according to the program when he ran over to save them because of the mistaken start of "Carres".
Even more despicable, I plan to restore the Kuka robot accident in 1977, and directly buy a product with the Kuka robot logo, as a weapon to kill the workshop administrator by mistake, so that the prop plasma will directly splash onto the Kuka trademark, giving a large close-up.
Then, the mother of the leader of the human rebel army, inspired by the "industrial robot murder", followed the precise calculation process and finally seduced Arnold's terminator to a hydraulic press as a link in a fully automatic assembly line to kill instantly.
Don’t use human hands, but press the button to “end” the specific action to let the machine complete it by itself. If this happens, the Kuka robot will not shed its skin and transfer all industrial robot technologies that may have human-machine interactions from the United States and Western Europe. Haha… I believe that there are gods in this world that bless the snow-skinned tribe!”
Gu Ao gave a long description, and when it comes to excitement, he could not hide his hideous and vicious expression. In history, "Terminator" was an explosive work that led to the official rise of a generation of god director Cameron, and an investment of 6 million US dollars earned 80 million yuan in box office.
Gu Ao didn't care about this little money, he wanted to lead the American cyberpunk atmosphere and let Americans destroy the Great Wall.
After hearing this, Xiao Sui kept gasping for a silence for all the interest groups in the subdivided industrial technology field represented by Kuka Robot.
What Gu Ao wants is not just the discount strength of a order, but the dry goods that can be dug out.
Instead, we want to use this to lure the entire United States to fully resist "automation technology that may cause danger in human-computer interactive working environments." Especially for those poor people who are afraid of being replaced by job opportunities, they give an excuse to speak out.
This cathartic desire was not inspired by Gu Ao, and the desire itself was there. The idea of American workers, actors, photographers, and relying on union unity to find capitalists to suffer. Unfortunately, they were not very intelligent enough and had not had a broad enough knowledge, but they did not expect this tricky new angle.
Gu Ao will play the person who handed the knife and provide a new dimension to observe the problem.
Too despicable.
With such a guy staring at me, I'm afraid that the process of industrial hollowing out in the United States will accelerate much faster than another time and space - if we can ensure that Gu Ao continues to perform his viciousness.
At the same time, those countries restricted by Badou will receive the joint efforts of more collaborators at the entire level of introducing automation control technology. After Gu Ao's project is completed, dozens of domestic scientific research institutes can obtain a better environment when copying the project results he summarized.
This is the unparalleled achievement.
While Xiao Sui sighed that Gu Ao was in trouble, she also developed a stronger sense of historical heroism.
"My husband is so great. He was destroyed by chatting and laughing. With a movie, he wanted to stir up turmoil in the global layout of the industrial chain of an industry." She couldn't help but shed tears of admiration and whispered with Gu Ao.
Gu Ao stroked Xiao Sui's long hair: "It's not as simple as you thought. The movie was filmed and released is one aspect. The obstruction and operation of the filming process, and inspiring the confrontation between labor unions and automation capitalists in several Hollywood industries is the key. We must make directors all over Hollywood believe it. In contrast, the number of movie box offices is not important."
Xiao Sui unconditionally believed Gu Ao's ability: "What's there? My husband is the best, my husband is omnipotent~ I will write the script all night long when I go back tonight. This story is so good. The plot, philosophy, tension, and conflict can all be performed perfectly. I can't wait, why don't we leave now?"
Xiao Sui became more and more excited the more she thought about it, and the soul of the beautiful writer had been ignited.
Gu Ao asked with a smile: "Are you okay with writing English?"
"It's okay, I've been following you for so long. At worst, you can help me correct it in the end and see if there are any flaws in the wording and writing habits. I'm sure there is no problem with the details of the plot." Xiao Sui answered proudly.
Since this is the case, Gu Ao was not pretentious and walked over directly and resigned to everyone who was still drinking.
He vaguely saw that Cheng Long was already drunk, and while rubbing against Deng Lady Teng, he was harvesting 666 to his younger brothers who were making excuses.
However, Leslie Deng's expression was covered with a faint layer of misery.
He was a young woman who was in a single and lonely state. After seeing a handsome, rich man who was worthy of objective conditions, he found that the other party was just using her as social capital.
She is actually a woman who can tolerate and obey. Compared with other vain girls, she does not want her future boyfriend to "show off for her girlfriend by catching such a big star."
She hopes that the other person cares about her person, rather than showing off her title.
But this is destined to be a luxury. Any woman who has the reputation of "Wanwan No. 1 xx" is destined to face a large number of men who openly show their desire to conquer. Nothing can be said to be from Teresa Teng to Xiao Qiang to Lin Zhiling, they are destined to never marry for life.
"Brother Long, Miss Deng, I have something to do tomorrow. It's getting late, otherwise I'll say goodbye first. You guys can drink it slowly?" Gu Ao said very politely that he wanted to leave first.
Teresa Deng looked at them in surprise and enviousness, and said, "We'll leave too, we're already tired after singing."
Cheng Long was bragging in front of his younger brothers with a squeal and drunken spirit. When he heard Gu Ao and his party were leaving, Teresa Teng followed him, he felt very embarrassed.
He quickly tried to keep him: "Mr. Gu, I'm so proud of your face. I know you have a big business - but I asked Mr. Lin at the dinner table just now. It's just a technical negotiation of a robot company. Is it enough to ask Mr. Lin and others to help you talk tomorrow?"
Gu Ao smiled: "It's not just business negotiations, but it was when I was listening to Miss Deng's concert tonight. I was inspired and had some inspiration. I wanted to tell a story orally to make a movie - my wife also thought it was very good after listening to it, and she was eager to go back and write the script quietly. The inspiration of writers is like this, and I can't wait."
Cheng Long felt a little unhappy after hearing this excuse: Are you just rich?
If Gu Ao made excuses about business negotiations, the other party could accept it at least. A rich man actually said that he could make a script and make a movie in Hollywood...
Are Hollywood movies so easy to shoot?
Cheng Long made a "Killer Trench" and since the New Year's Eve, he still doesn't know how the box office is. Will the white audience accept it?
Wouldn’t Gu Ao’s words insult other people who work diligently and silently?
Do you really think you are omniscient and omnipotent?
"Mr. Gu is simply thinking about the problem. You are so generous? You can come to Hollywood to watch movies by filming a TV series that is occasionally popular in your own country!" Cheng Long was a little dissatisfied with the arrogance of a filmmaker.
"This question is hard to explain in a few words. Brother Long, you think I can't do it. I'll just write with my wife and play with it." Gu Ao was not angry either.
It is indeed difficult to define whether the script is good or not. Moreover, Gu Ao only has a story idea and has not written it out, so Cheng Long certainly cannot refute it.
He didn't really want to argue with Gu Ao. First, he had a drink and couldn't afford to lose face, and he didn't want to give Deng Lijun an excuse to leave. Second, he was from Jiahe. Even if he had a conflict with Gu Ao, Boss Zou would still praise him, after all, Zou Shao was incompatible.
So Cheng Long's mind became hot and asked: "Creative ability and artistic talent are also the same. Whether your story is good or not, aren't you inspired? Then you wrote a song for Miss Deng. He said that he was inspired by the concert just now, but he just wrote a script and couldn't write a song? Is it okay to lose my foundation?
You are a writer, just lyrics are enough, and I don’t have trouble with you. If I can write it, I believe you. If I can’t write it, don’t whine it, just say you are afraid of drinking.”
Gu Ao ignored him and lifted his legs and left.
Cheng Long came over to grab his shoulder, and Li Lianjie came out from the diagonal thorn. The two of them fought with a "bang", and their bodies shook.
"Oh, 'Ding Li', it turns out that you are real kung fu." Cheng Long showed a few lines of praise, but he was no longer as aggressive as before.
Because Li Lianjie is a newcomer, he has only acted in "Hujiangtan" besides being a bodyguard for Gu Ao, so Cheng Long called him "Ding Li" at the dinner table.
Cheng Long and Gu Ao couldn't talk about celebrating the festival, and they were quite upright. They were just afraid of being ruined and flirting with girls. Now seeing that Li Lianjie had good martial arts skills, his attention was immediately diverted.
Cheng Long also really loves martial arts and thinks that martial arts is more important than women.
"Come on, let's try again!" As he said that, he used all his traditional routines and Western boxing techniques, which made Li Lianjie barely resist.
Today, Li Lianjie is not inferior to Cheng Long's skill in traditional routines. But he is only 17 years old after all, and his country's environment is in a low state. He has not yet come out to experience Western boxing, and his practical experience is about zero.
His only advantage was that Cheng Long drank some wine and the drunken fist he had.
After a while, Li Lianjie couldn't hold on.
"Stop!" Gu Ao shouted.
Cheng Long touched his nose: "Little brother, if you practice for time, you are not bad. But now, if I don't drink, you can't stand my 30 moves."
"I admit that I can't beat you now, but my tricks are more attractive than you, and Tai Chi is more beautiful than you." Li Lianjie didn't hold on and quickly admitted his respective advantages and disadvantages.
Gu Ao stood between the two with a big boss, pressed it for a moment, then looked at Cheng Long, and said proudly: "I didn't want to write it at first, but since everyone is so happy, I will write a song for Miss Deng. After writing it, you feel it's okay. Don't spend it tonight, don't delay me taking my own people back to write the script."
"That's the deal." Deng Leslie Teng ordered her assistant and watched the turn of farce with interest.
Gu Ao held his pen in his hand and wrote "Strive on the Road to Life" beautifully.
"Although the road is far away from you, I am accompanying you one after another. I crossed the peak and saw it again. The goal is too far and away, so that the ideal is always ahead..."
"Even if the road is rugged, you are not afraid of being tempered. I wish you all your life to experience the pain and happiness..."
Because it is a Cantonese song, Gu Ao has to demonstrate and sing it after writing it.
Fortunately, the song that this song is about to cover, Miyuki Nakajima's "Xxx Getting Started" (can't be called out with a pseudonym), should have been written in 1980.
Gu Ao directly wrote: Cover Nakajima Miyuki's song xxx, saving the trouble of composing.
It can also verify on the spot whether the song is well written.
Chapter completed!