Chapter 126

"Brother Wei Jin, when the Oscars are awarded, can I go to North America with you?"

Jing Tian tilted her little head, looking at Wei Jin with some anticipation.

On January 23, the Oscar nominations were announced, and "Room" received four nominations, including Best Director, Best Foreign Language Film, Best Actress, and Best Screenplay.

The media was naturally reporting it crazily, but the industry was already a bit numb; this film had been sweeping awards for nearly eight months, and it had won so many that people were tired of seeing it, so netizens were no longer excited.

It is worth mentioning that on the same day, the 57th Berlin International Film Festival also announced the list of films in the Main Competition Section, and "Search" was prominently on the list; for a time, the Beijing Film Academy mentor and student were both nominated for international awards, which was hailed as a fine story.

Yuan Yuanjie was even more full of anticipation for the trip to Berlin half a month later, and had even prepared herself that "if it really wins an award, I will agree to Wei Jin's request for a threesome."

"Why are you thinking of going with me?"

It was already the end of January; since the Golden Globe Awards, Wei Jin had taken Xiaobai and Li Jie to travel around North America for a week, during which time he naturally unlocked a new three-person combination, and only returned to the country after the Oscar nominations were announced.

"Room" had already officially finished its theatrical run in the country; thanks to its success at the Golden Globe Awards, the box office reached 158 million, setting a record for domestic art films.

It was the same in North America, with a box office as high as 58.45 million USD; Wei Jin's decision to release it directly this time was much more cost-effective than selling the copyright, and he made a fortune.

However, what was a bit distressing was that the subsequent copyright might not be sold, because it had already been released domestically, piracy was rampant, and film distributors had very little enthusiasm for purchasing it; Wei Jin was also very helpless about this.

"I'm going over to promote my single, and by the way, I'll go to the scene to watch you win the award; I didn't feel anything when I watched it online before."

Jing Tian hugged Wei Jin's neck, straddling him, as if acting like a spoiled child.

"Dream It Possible" had been on sale for a month and had already entered the top twenty of the Billboard charts, and its ranking was still slowly rising; Warner also hoped that Jing Tian could go over to do some promotion to increase the effect.

"But you aren't part of the film crew, what will you do if you can't get in?"

Wei Jin didn't want the young girl to follow him to North America with eager expectations, only to be turned away and unable to enter the venue.

"Brother Wei Jin, don't worry about that, there will always be a way to get in."

Jing Tian already had a plan in her heart; she would definitely give Wei Jin a surprise when the time came, and she also had to guard against that woman, Ceng Li.

"Fine, when we are in North America and unfamiliar with the place, I'll sell you off."

"I don't believe it at all, you definitely couldn't bear to, mm—"

The two of them were flirting, and before they knew it, they were locked in a kiss.

"Hoo, Tian Tian, are you trying to suffocate me?"

Wei Jin let out a long sigh of relief.

"Hmph, who told you to be naughty."

A flash of cunning crossed Jing Tian's slightly flushed pretty face, and she felt secretly pleased with Wei Jin's behavior.

"Tian Tian, you haven't even seen my 'naughty' side yet..."

As Wei Jin said this, he was about to reach out with his devilish hands; the young girl's body also had a unique flavor.

"Ah, time's up, the TV series is about to start."

Jing Tian dodged nimbly and changed the subject.

Today was the premiere of "Zhu Xian"; this drama had been filmed for less than three months, and the post-production alone took nearly three months.

Once the news of the finished film spread, it attracted many TV stations to scramble for it; the drama was finally acquired by Su Province TV, which had always wanted to cooperate with Wei Jin Company, at a price of 1.4 million per episode; the drama had a total of 50 episodes, and the revenue from the first round of sales reached 70 million.

With the end of the theme song, the story officially unfolded.

"Wow, the image quality is really good, the colors are so bright."

This was the first time Jing Tian had seen the finished film, but she already had confidence in the TV series.

"That's for sure, it's the result of over two months of production by Shanhe Ink; just the post-production alone cost no less than 20 million."

For this kind of costume xianxia drama, the most attractive points were the appearance, art style, and special effects, and only then the plot; so before filming, Wei Jin had communicated with the director, and he even participated in the storyboard, all to control the quality; he didn't want to ruin his reputation.

Including the post-production, spending so much was just to show the technology of Shanhe Ink to companies in the industry.

After more than a year of technical accumulation, they had successively sent many batches of technical personnel to Digital Domain to study; it is no exaggeration to say that Shanhe Ink's technology was already close to that of top-tier Hollywood special effects companies, meaning there was still some gap with the top few major brands, but Wei Jin believed that they would catch up sooner or later.

As the plot gradually unfolded, a xianxia world was slowly revealed... The two episodes ended, and Jing Tian was still left wanting more; she only appeared in the second episode, and the TV ended just a few minutes after she came online.

"Tian Tian, this look of yours is quite pretty, will you wear it for me next time?"

Seeing that the TV series was over, some thoughts began to sprout in Wei Jin's mind; one had to know that it was already very dark outside, and it wasn't convenient for a boy to go out at night.

"Brother Wei Jin, it's time for you to go home."

Jing Tian smiled and pulled Wei Jin to the door:

"Tian Tian, it's so late, do you really not need me to stay and keep you company?"

Wei Jin was still struggling, but he appeared righteous and awe-inspiring.

"No need, Brother Wei Jin, there are nannies and bodyguards at home, I'm very safe; hurry back, be careful on the road."

Jing Tian actually didn't want to part with the man she loved, but it was always inconvenient at home, and she estimated that her parents would find out soon.

Seeing that Jing Tian was very serious, Wei Jin didn't want to be abrupt with the beauty; there would be plenty of time in the future, and besides, the young girl was still so young, so there was indeed no rush. After Wei Jin waved goodbye, Jing Tian closed the door and made a decision... Teacher Jiang rarely called Wei Jin; after a little thought, he chose a teahouse near the school as the meeting place.

"Teacher Jiang, what's the matter that you're looking for me in such a rush?"

As soon as he entered the private room, Wei Jin asked about the business, not noticing the third person at all.

"It's not me looking for you, it's Professor Cao..."

With Jiang Wei's words, Wei Jin then discovered that there was also a middle-aged man wearing a Zhongshan suit in the private room.

"Wei Jin, this is Professor Cao Baoping, who teaches film screenwriting."

Seeing that Wei Jin seemed a bit unable to react, Jiang Wei introduced him:

"Hello, Professor Cao, I'm sorry."

Wei Jin was truly a bit ashamed; he spent too little time at school and didn't know many of the teachers.

"It's okay, it was me who was abrupt today."

Professor Cao was a very approachable person; there were plenty of people in the school like Wei Jin who didn't know him.

After some pleasantries, Professor Cao stated his purpose: "I wrote a script myself and want to direct it myself, but in terms of investment..."

"That's no problem, doesn't the school have a foundation?"

Wei Jin did not react for a moment; the purpose of establishing the foundation was precisely to help school teachers and students make films.

"Ahem, Wei Jin, the investment for Teacher Cao's script is a bit large."

Jiang Wei added a sentence; if the investment hadn't exceeded the limit, he wouldn't have had to open his mouth to ask.

"Could you let me take a look at the script, Teacher Cao?"

Wei Jin did not immediately ask about the investment amount; if the script could pass his inspection, no amount of investment would be an issue, but conversely, he would only be able to apologize to the teacher.

Teacher Cao had long been prepared and handed over the script; Wei Jin took it and saw "The Equation of Love and Death," immediately knowing in his mind what film it was, and secretly thought that his words at the graduation ceremony had finally had some effect.

"Teacher Cao, how much is the investment?"

"About ten million or so."

Cao Baoping had naturally already done the budget, but he was just worried that the investment was too large for Wei Jin to accept.

"No problem, Teacher Cao, don't go looking for anyone else; I will invest the full amount."

Ten million was not even a drop in the bucket for Wei Jin; besides, Wei Jin had seen this film in his past life, and even if it wasn't that great, it could at least break even, and it would at least have the effect of buying horse bones with a thousand gold.

"Then thank you, Wei Jin. Do you have any suggestions regarding the actors?"

Cao Baoping said this very politely; in reality, he had already approached some actors.

"No, Teacher Cao, just follow your own ideas. It's just that the script title should be changed; why not call it 'The Equation of Love and Death'?"

As the investor, Wei Jin put forward a suggestion that wasn't really a suggestion, and Cao Baoping naturally followed the flow of kindness.

Seeing that the serious business was finished, the few of them began to chat about Wei Jin's Oscar matters:

"Wei Jin, are you confident about the Oscars? You two, master and student, have really stolen the spotlight this time."

Teacher Jiang said this with a bit of emotion and also some envy.

Many people believed that Tian Zhuangzhuang had benefited from the script for the "Search" nomination, and they all envied him for having such a good student.

However, Wei Jin understood that the script was only one part of it; it was also that Tian Zhuangzhuang's ability to control art-house films had reached a high level, otherwise, why didn't Chen Shiren get nominated in his past life? "The Best Foreign Language Film is not a big problem; as for the other few, it still depends on the strength of the public relations."

In fact, after the nominations came out, Wei Jin had already arranged for the public relations team to operate; he certainly wanted to add another Oscar Best Actress trophy for Li Jie, and as for himself, there were subsequent arrangements, so he was not in a hurry.

"I hope there is a good result, but even so, you kid are the pride of our Beijing Film Academy."

Jiang Wei said this with sincerity; this student of his was climbing higher and higher.

"That's only because the teachers taught well, hehe."

Facing the teacher's performance, Wei Jin could only answer this way.

"You kid, how many times have you come to listen to lectures? Sometimes I even wonder how your brain grew."

Jiang Wei was very clear that the school had not played much of a role in Wei Jin's artistic path, and he sighed, not knowing when there would be another genius student like Wei Jin.

After bidding farewell to the two teachers, Wei Jin arrived at the Golden House.

Since returning to the country, Fan Bingbing had already made countless phone calls, and seeing that Wei Jin did not answer, she sent many text messages, her attitude being very respectful in her words.

Seeing that he had left her hanging for so long, he figured she should have already understood her position, and Wei Jin did not mind giving her another chance.

Soon, Wei Jin met the meticulously dressed Fan Bingbing in the Golden House.

Before Wei Jin could even open his mouth, Fan Bingbing had already pressed herself onto him; she knew very well in her heart that this man was one who would eat soft tactics but not hard ones, and serious business had to be discussed after pleasure.

Fan Bingbing, who was bending her will to please him, brought Wei Jin extreme pleasure this night. Today's second update, I earnestly request all book friends to reward me with a subscription, follow-up read, and collection. For the follow-up read, please flip to the last page! (End of this chapter)