Chapter 446: Chen Nuo's Ideal

The multi-director system is actually very common in Hollywood series.

For a Hollywood series with an investment of hundreds of millions, the benefits of the multi-director system are many, and the most critical are two points.

First, as Chen Nuo said now, it can improve production efficiency. When one director films the first episode, another director starts preparing for the third episode; in the case of simultaneous work, the filming progress can be pushed faster, shortening the filming cycle.

Second, it is that many directors participate together, and under the control of the general producer or general director, the multi-episode directors can boldly try different styles in specific plots, injecting freshness into the audience.

"House of Cards," "Game of Thrones," "Stranger Things," "The Mandalorian," "Chernobyl," and other current and future popular series are all adopting this model.

"House of Cards," which has now entered a shelved state, originally only had the first two episodes directed by David Fincher himself. After he set the style and tone of the entire show, the remaining episodes were handed over to James Foley, Carl Franklin, Robin Wright, and many other directors to take turns.

In other words, as long as the core creative team is strong enough and there is a producer or general director who can coordinate the overall situation and ensure a unified style, the multi-director system, in addition to speeding up the filming progress, can also enhance the diversity and attractiveness of the series, avoiding audience aesthetic fatigue.

In the mainland, actually, like some big-production series, such as "The Return of the Condor Heroes" that Chen Nuo filmed back then, Zhang Jizhong adopted this model. Commonly known as the "Producer-Centered System."

Zhang Jizhong, as the producer, controlled the overall style, while Yu Min and Huang Moumou were responsible for filming different chapters respectively.

Later, in the 2015 "Nirvana in Fire," directors Kong Sheng and Li Xue were also about the same.

And the attempt that finally approached the Hollywood model was not until the 2018 "Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace."

The mainland is like this, and Hong Kong?

To put it bluntly, funds are limited, resources are limited, and crews like TVB are basically still in the "handicraft workshop" stage. In 2011, the production process is no different from the 90s.

When Chen Nuo proposed adopting the multi-director system, the entire conference room suddenly became lively.

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The discussion process doesn't need to be repeated, because there really isn't much room for discussion. Regardless of anything else, in the case of deciding to build the studio yourself, the multi-director system is almost the only way to improve progress.

As for which directors to invite, that's not something Chen Nuo decides by tapping his head.

Not long after, after Chen Nuo arranged the tasks, he announced the meeting was adjourned.

The employees below walked out of the conference room one by one, showing excitement, whispering to each other.

However, Du Qifeng, Pang Ho-cheung, and Wai Ka-fai—the producer, director, and main screenwriter—as well as Luo Rui, stayed behind.

Facing this group of core members, Chen Nuo started speaking Chinese to express his meaning more accurately.

"What I just said is actually just a prototype of the conception in my mind. Next, I have to trouble Director Du to take Hao Zai, Fai Gor, and Hoi Gor to determine the most ideal directors in your minds according to the script content of each episode. It's best to have two, one first choice and one backup. After we determine the series arrangement, we will go to dock their schedules."

"But the budget..." Du Qifeng glanced at Luo Rui.

"No need to consider this."

Du Qifeng's expression was a bit complicated, he pondered for a moment, and nodded: "Good."

"Director Du, relax, you have no problem." Chen Nuo comforted.

Du Qifeng couldn't laugh or cry.

He knew the other party should have seen it.

What he was worried about wasn't the budget at all. If some small directors came, or directors like Peter Chan whose directing skills were strong but personal style wasn't obvious, he also believed he had no problem.

But if Zhang Yimou, Jiang Wen, or Wong Kar-wai came... directors whose personal style was so strong that you could feel it just by listening to their voices with your eyes closed, what should he do?

Damn.

Du Qifeng sincerely felt that his producer fee of 1 million per episode was really a bit hot to handle; if he wasn't careful, he might smash his 30-year directing signboard!

Chen Nuo turned his head to look at Pang Ho-cheung: "Xiang Zai, don't blame me either."

Pang Ho-cheung pushed his glasses and asked: "Boss, I don't, as a company lackey, you want me to cut whoever I cut... but, are you sure the main director is me?"

"Of course."

"Even Zhang Yimou and Jiang Wen have to listen to me?"

"Not listen to you." Chen Nuo said seriously, "But accept the coordination and scheduling of you and Director Du, the two producers."

"After all, we are filming a TV series."

"For example, Director Zhang, I think he might be very suitable for filming the third episode. Jiang Wen, maybe the fifth episode is quite good. Although I hope to let each director exert their strengths according to the different content of the episodes, the overall tone must be unified."

Pang Ho-cheung grinned: "OK, I understand. I have no problem."

I don't know what he thought of, but he had a wicked smile. Chen Nuo was too lazy to pursue it, and seeing that the two key figures, Du Qifeng and Pang Ho-cheung, understood his meaning, he had things to do tonight, so he announced the official end of work.

Behind Chen Nuo, Guli Nazha followed the man's hurried footsteps, watching him talk to the blonde foreign girl while walking to the parking lot, feeling really confused and puzzled in her heart.

The point of her confusion wasn't the content of what Chen Nuo said, but his attitude.

The last time Guli Nazha saw Chen Nuo so serious was at the Cannes Film Festival in May.

After that, no matter what happened, he didn't easily express his opinion; the feeling was, whatever happens, happens.

Like the paparazzi blocking the door incident at the birthday banquet a few days ago.

Any star in China encountering this situation would just wear a mask or cover their face with a bag and pass by.

But he didn't.

When she brushed that photo on Weibo, if it weren't for the clothes, she really wouldn't have recognized who that person was.

Pulling the hat brim to the tip of his nose, wrapping his whole face tightly with a coat, head down, sneaky, looking like someone stealing an electric scooter. It made her, like the netizens who left "Hahahaha, laughed to death" in the media comment section, really speechless and funny.

Guli Nazha really racked her brains and couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

What other star in China would do such a "self-destructive" thing?

Fortunately, after that photo exploded on the internet, it didn't cause any consequences, but instead triggered a wave of imitation. In these few days, Weibo, Hupu, Tianya, and Tieba were all netizens cosplaying according to his style, learning his appearance, and playing memes happily.

She saw a report in Southern Weekly yesterday that conducted a deep analysis of this matter.

It wrote quite a lot, and one point Guli Nazha remembered was that the reporter said Chen Nuo "hasn't lived the way the public wanted since the first time he announced his relationship. But now, for the big and small things that happen to him, the public group that is extremely harsh to other stars seems infinitely tolerant to him..."

That reporter felt "this has to do with the 'don't care' temperament on him."

Saying "this temperament has followed him like a shadow since he first appeared in the public eye. Years later, with the increasing trophies, titles, and influence, it has become more and more obvious."

"Therefore…………"

Guli Nazha really felt it was said so correctly.

Having been the other party's assistant for almost a year, she found that there weren't many things in this world that could make her boss value them.

To put it bluntly, except for sleeping and sleeping with people, everything else seemed to be nothing.

Therefore, she felt particularly strange at this moment.

It's just a TV series, is it necessary to be like this? Even the company didn't invest money in it.

If it's filmed well, earn a little more. If it's not filmed well, earn a little less. Is it worth being so attentive? Like when promoting "Inception," she didn't see that expression on Chen Nuo's face.

Serious and solemn, it could even be said that there was a nervous emotion.

Others couldn't see it, but she and he were together 16 hours a day, and she could really see it.

She couldn't figure it out.

Clearly, he was still so leisurely on the plane, but a day later... After getting in the car, with no outsiders, Guli Nazha finally couldn't help but ask this question.

After Chen Nuo finished listening, he couldn't help but laugh.

He opened his mouth, originally wanting to say, don't listen to the nonsense in the magazine, what don't care, on the contrary, brother just cares about too many things, and his desires are too strong.

This show isn't a small case either.

If it could really be as popular as "Squid Game" in his past life, the money he earns could circle the earth. Who wouldn't be serious?

Don't look at Du Qifeng haggling over the director fee and studio construction fee at the meeting just now; that's because many people don't believe that a TV series produced in China can achieve any great success in the European and American world, or earn much money.

If they knew... that would be different...

Chen Nuo's thoughts stopped here.

The answer he had originally thought of, he didn't say a single word.

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When the meeting adjourned, Chen Nuo changed cars with a Huanxin Hong Kong employee.

No way, he took a stroll around Hong Kong today, and the news had already been released; now it's estimated that there are over 800 pairs of eyes in all of Hong Kong staring at him. They want to see if he will go to meet someone. When someone was in contact with him, she even said that there were many reporters ambushed at her door, and she only managed to slip out under the cover of her parents and sister. In the end, she still had to let a friend help book a room online.

This made Chen Nuo have to be extra careful.

Facts proved that his caution was necessary.

When the car drove out of the parking lot and onto the road from behind, he immediately saw that the rear windows of several cars on the side of the road were open, revealing a few gaps, and black holes of lenses were aimed at the exit position.

"Get down."

He said, and immediately lay down on the back seat, and Guli Nazha also buried herself down. The space in the back seat of the Corolla was very small, and the consequence of the two of them burying themselves down together was that their heads were very close.

The faint perfume on Guli Nazha's body rushed into his nose, and it was actually a scent he was quite familiar with.

"Did you change brands?"

"What?"

"Perfume."

"Oh oh... yes, I changed it." Guli Nazha's heartbeat accelerated a little.

Chen Nuo didn't guess the girl's little thoughts.

As a normal person, who the hell would think that someone would work hard on the scent to increase the sense of substitution for role-playing during certain fantasies?

He thought Guli Nazha had changed to Dior J'adore after coming into contact with Theron, and didn't say anything.

Successfully hiding from the paparazzi at the hotel entrance, Linghu drove this ordinary Toyota Corolla through the Cross-Harbour Tunnel, crossed the sea, and stopped at an intersection on Nathan Road in Tsim Sha Tsui. For the sake of caution, he got out of the car and looked around before getting back into the car to confirm: "Chen Zong, no problem."

Chen Nuo was quite at ease with Linghu's reconnaissance skills. Since there was a small slip in Canada, this person's self-esteem seemed to be a bit hurt, and later on, there were no slips in finding paparazzi.

He immediately put on a mask and sunglasses, and said to Linghu and Guli Nazha: "You go back to rest, come pick me up at 6:30 tomorrow morning."

"Boss, I'd better be with you, let Xiao Gu drive the car back." Linghu said.

What Xiao Gu, you are the Xiao Ling... Guli Nazha slandered in her heart. But immediately she said: "Boss, let Linghu brother drive the car back, I will accompany you, in case something happens, I, I can also help you deal with it."

Chen Nuo pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "That's fine, Nazha come with me. Linghu drive the car back."

Wen Yingshan was very smart, knowing that the more high-end the hotel, the more dangerous it was at this time, so the hotel she booked was only a three-star one, right on the roadside, ordinary, and quite inconspicuous. When Chen Nuo and Guli Nazha walked in together, it was like a couple returning to their room. The duty receptionist just looked up and didn't care, continuing to bury his head.

"Boss, I... I... tonight... where do I stay?"

Entering the elevator, Chen Nuo was just relieved, when he heard Guli Nazha stuttering in a low voice, he turned his head and said: "What did you say?"

"I mean..." Guli Nazha felt her face burning, stuttering: "Do I not need to open another room?"

Chen Nuo understood, and said: "She booked two rooms."

"Ah, oh alright."

Not only two rooms, but in order to avoid people's eyes and ears, they were two rooms on different floors, which made Guli Nazha feel slightly disappointed.

Especially since the soundproofing of the broken hotel wasn't good at all; after taking a shower and preparing to sleep, the couple next door kept making noises, which was annoying. She angrily put on her headphones and started playing CDs.

Really good to listen to. Sister Yang Mi is really a good person, she acts well, and she is also a good person, not only giving CDs but also CD players. What a pity, if I had known, I would have gone back there to sleep. Ritz-Carlton, thousands a night, what a waste. What is the boss doing now? Really want to watch... listen to it.

Thinking and thinking, Guli Nazha, who had been busy all day, fell asleep unconsciously.

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"You have something on your mind? What are you thinking about?"

In this world, if you want to talk about the person who knows Chen Nuo best, besides Guli Nazha, Wen Yingshan can definitely count as one.

The two people who had lived together for quite a few days, whenever he had something wrong, the woman really discovered it the first time.

Chen Nuo was a bit speechless, "What's wrong?"

Wen Yingshan looked at him and blinked, saying: "What do you think?"

"I am thinking about something."

"What?"

Chen Nuo turned back to look, seeing the girl turn her head, pretending not to care, a thin layer of gold powder sprinkled on her face under the light in the room, but her eyelashes were trembling, showing her inner unrest.

"It's not what you think." Chen Nuo explained, "It's about work."

Wen Yingshan was relieved, immediately raised her head, and said: "Is it the TV series you are preparing now?"

"About that."

"Huh? Why?" Wen Yongshan wore a surprised expression, brushing her hair with her hand, "It's just a drama."

Chen Nuo was silent for a while, not answering immediately.

He put his hands behind his head, looking up at the ceiling, a bit distracted.

Why?

This is really a long story.

Actually, it was a sentence Guli Nazha said unintentionally that reminded him, and he suddenly realized that a seed had long been buried in his heart.

And the moment that seed really broke through the soil was on the plane, after watching the video Luo Rui played for him.

That video, he had seen on YouTube in his past life.

Except for the parts related to himself, the rest of the content was almost exactly the same.

That's right, perhaps many Chinese people don't understand, actually Donald had already started preaching his remarks as early as 2011. At that time, the media only regarded him as a businessman who loved to show off.

On the plane, when he saw the blonde fat man talking eloquently in front of the camera again from the laptop, a feeling that was hard to describe suddenly surged in Chen Nuo's heart—

A sense of reality that the future was about to arrive,

A sense of urgency that a crisis was quietly approaching.

He was actually a witness.

That feeling, unforgettable for a lifetime.

So, he suddenly wanted to do something.

This is why he made Guli Nazha feel like a different person.

Not only for himself, but also for the world ten years later, he had a very bold, even somewhat naive idea—

If he could use his influence, use film and television works, to tell China's story well, let "Made in China" no longer be a synonym for cheap, let "Chinese culture" really be respected, understood, and appreciated more by the world?

Not that kind of loud propaganda film,

But using the way Hollywood is best at, using entertainment, using images, using the language of popular culture, let people all over the world first like a character, a story, and then go on to understand a nation, a culture.

Maybe it's the fighting of a lone hero,

Maybe it's an epic that spans thousands of years,

Maybe it's just the trivial life matters of an ordinary person that resonate.

If one day, in a North American cinema, there are also white audiences who, like going to a Blackpink concert, excitedly walk into an AMC to watch a Chinese movie.

Then, perhaps, many things in the future will be different.

This sounds indeed very idealistic, even somewhat childish.

But if it is said that "culture" is the last tenderness and understanding of this world—then, since he is already standing in this position,

Why not try to push it forward, a little more, and a little more?

"Darling? What's wrong with you, why aren't you talking?" Wen Yingshan's voice came from his ear,

Chen Nuo knew that he was indeed a bit abnormal now, and it's no wonder the woman was so nervous. So he turned over, looked at Wen Yingshan close at hand, and whispered: "I have an ideal now."

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"Hahahaha."

This is December 13, 2011, Hollywood Boulevard, Los Angeles, inside the ABC studio.

The late-night talk show program jokingly called "Jimmy Kimmel Live" in China—the audience of "Jimmy Kimmel Live" suddenly burst into a burst of laughter.

Two years later, this program will involve a racial discrimination storm that made quite a big noise, and almost all Chinese in the US felt angry at the remarks of a child on it, and tens of thousands of people went to a certain palace website to sign a joint protest, demanding ABC to apologize.

But now it hasn't happened yet. On the guest sofa, the young and handsome Chinese vampire made an apologetic gesture and continued: "I'm just making an analogy. If it's really like what Jimmy said, you owe us so much money, and you haven't paid it back. As a creditor, I will definitely provide you with door-to-door debt collection services. Jimmy, you said how many trillions? Really or fake."

Jimmy Kimmel made a rooster-crowing laugh and said: "Really, 1.1 trillion US dollars in national debt, China is now the largest overseas creditor of the United States."

Chen Nuo nodded and said: "So when I really become a vampire... hi, is there anyone among you willing to be a hostage? I can represent China and agree, Obama paying us back the money will be split 20/80 with you, of course, we get 80, you get 20."

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Accompanied by a burst of laughter even more violent than the previous wave, many people in the audience, regardless of black, white, or yellow, raised their hands.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 447 =====