"So, when others were going crazy, thinking they were making money, those nine thousand futures contracts from the bank were sold in less than a day. Everything was so simple, as if arranged by God," William said with a smile.
Oprah, covering her mouth with her hand, said expectantly, "God, I still can't believe it was that simple. Why wouldn't such an opportunity come to me? I'd be content with just 1% of it."
The audience nodded in agreement. They were all ordinary people, and 99.9% of them would be satisfied with tens of millions of dollars. Unfortunately, in reality, such things were as improbable as winning the lottery.
"Alright, folks, time is running short. We'll leave the stage to William. He will perform a violin piece he composed himself. Let's welcome William Devonshire with 'He is a Pirate.'"
Yes, William had plagiarized the theme song from that pirate movie. He decided to perform this piece as soon as he found out who the two guests following him were.
In his previous life, he was very familiar with this piece. He even signed up for violin lessons specifically to learn it, but his talent was limited, and after a few months, he could only say he had learned it.
In this life, with his body remodeled by the System, it was as if he had been reborn. Although the live band only received the sheet music yesterday and their coordination was not yet seamless, to the unprofessional audience, it still sounded quite good.
William knew his performance couldn't match the original, but "He is a Pirate" was making its debut in this world. A classic is a classic, and judging by the audience's expressions, the effect was excellent.
The audience and Oprah were amazed by William. This violin piece they had never heard before was truly impressive, stirring, grand, and blood-pumping, as if they were really sailing on a pirate ship across the ocean.
When William finished playing, the audience stood up excitedly and applauded wildly. Even Russell, the protagonist of "Gladiator," and director Ridley Scott stepped out from the guest room, clapping excitedly at William.
Seeing Russell and Ridley applauding, the audience's applause grew even louder, with whistles and cheers mixed in.
Oprah looked helplessly at Russell and Ridley. After a few minutes, everyone finally calmed down. "Alright, alright, Ridley, enough. Stop pestering William. Your movie has already been released. There's plenty of time to talk about the music."
Ridley shook his head and said, "No, I feel that if I let William go today, this piece will have nothing to do with me tomorrow. God, this is the best piece I've heard in years. I feel inspired. William, can I invite you to my house? You can bring your girlfriend along, and I might even help her get some auditions."
Sitting in the front row of the audience, Ambrosio was so excited she almost screamed when she heard Ridley's words. She covered her mouth with her hands, her face blushing deeply, looking at William with anticipation.
William looked at Ridley, feeling frustrated. This old man sure knew how to make an offer. Seeing Ambrosio's eager face, William had no choice but to nod. "Alright, it's my honor. Although this piece is the theme for a script in my mind, since you are Ridley, one of the best directors in Hollywood, if you like it, I'll give it to you."
Hearing William's words, Oprah immediately seized the main topic and asked, "Oh, William, you said this piece is for a script in your mind? Can you tell us about it? Audience, do you want to hear it?"
"Of course," the audience responded in agreement.
William looked at Oprah uncertainly and asked, "Isn't it Russell and Mr. Ridley's time now? Is it okay for me to take up their time?"
Oprah hurriedly said, "It's okay, William. I can do a special interview for Russell and Ridley. 'Gladiator' has been released for over a month. They won't mind. Right, Russell, Ridley?"
Ridley nodded and said, "That's right. I'm not concerned about 'Gladiator' anymore. It's about to leave theaters. There's nothing more to talk about. As for Russell, he's a powerhouse and won't care about these things."
Seeing Russell nod as well, William said, "Alright, I'll talk about the story in my mind. It's a story about pirates in the 16th century, the story of Captain Jack Sparrow."
With everyone eagerly listening, William slowly told the story of the pirate movie in his mind, focusing on the character of the captain and the special effects. William's storytelling was good. By the time he described the scene where pirates turn into skeletons under the moonlight as they walk towards the Black Pearl, many people were startled, imagining the scene in their minds and thinking this pirate-themed movie might really be worth watching.
When William finished, Ridley immediately said, "William, I think what you should do now is apply for copyright for this story. I even think the movie can be shot exactly as you described. As long as the special effects are as good as you say, this movie will be fantastic."
Oprah quickly asked, "What about the box office, Ridley? You haven't mentioned the box office."
Ridley rolled his eyes and said, "That's up to God. All I know is that William's story is very good. As for how popular it will be, I don't know. But if the cost doesn't exceed 100 million dollars and we find good actors, the probability of this movie losing money is not high. And William, you wouldn't care about losing a few tens of millions, right?"
William covered his forehead with his hand and said helplessly, "Of course I care, Ridley. You have to know that six months ago, I was a poor guy without even a few hundred pounds. God, you say I wouldn't care about losing tens of millions of dollars? I think with that hundred million dollars, I'd rather build a factory to produce my MP3s. At least I'm very confident about MP3s and know they'll make me money."
The audience laughed at William's frugality, thinking he was right. Who wouldn't care about losing tens of millions of dollars? William wasn't born a wealthy oil prince.
Ridley shook his head helplessly and said, "Alright, it seems that capitalists, regardless of age, only care about profit and not art. William, you truly deserve to be someone who can make tens of billions. Even with so much money, you're still thinking about how to make more."
Haha, everyone laughed at Ridley's words. They didn't believe that Ridley, who had been in Hollywood for decades, really didn't care about money as he portrayed.
In the USA, there are very few people who don't care about money. There are only rich people who constantly advise others not to care too much about money, donating their wealth to foundations for tax evasion and claiming it's for charity.
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