Chapter 430

"After the Lunar New Year, April is the time for graduate student defenses; this has just been decided.

Knowing you are quite busy in the first half of next year, I am notifying you now. Arrange your schedule in advance and don't be absent when the time comes."

Lin Nan received a call from Tian Zhuangzhuang and immediately felt a bit speechless.

As the producer of Han Jia's graduation play, there really was a lot to do!

"Okay, Teacher, I understand."

"By the way, the Acting Department might invite you to participate in this year's art exam. You'd better be mentally prepared."

"What the hell is this?" Lin Nan immediately asked back.

"Maybe they heard the Central Academy of Drama invited you to be an art examiner yesterday, so they're coming to join in the fun, to win a breath of air!"

"Hehe, then that will have to disappoint Teacher Zhou and the others."

"As you wish."

After chatting for a few more minutes, the two ended the call.

"Director Tian, how is it?" a school leader asked.

"Notified. Lin Nan is Jia's producer; he won't be absent."

"Hmm, that's good. When the time comes, chat with him about that matter by the way; at least it needs to be decided first..."

First went to the Central Academy of Drama, then to the Beijing Dance Academy, the Communication University of China...

Lin Nan and the crew were basically going from university to university, promoting one by one.

However, for a mainstream film like *The Taking of Tiger Mountain*, relevant units were very cooperative during promotion and did not neglect them.

Just after returning to the company at noon, Yue Jun came to find Lin Nan with a report.

"Baijiu, cars, mobile phones—three advertisements totaling 92.8 million!"

Lin Nan nodded with satisfaction and made a joke, "I don't know when it will reach 100 million? Haha..."

"Perhaps it will be Lin Dao's next film.

The advertisers this time are all quite cunning; they probably guessed that this film has a high probability of being extended, so the quotes were relatively high. They've earned it."

Lin Nan did not deny Yue Jun's words: "Feng Xiaogang goes for quantity, I go for quality; we are two extremes."

"Haha, it seems it really is like that!"

Huayi's *Personal Tailor* has already held several press conferences; the industry knows that this film has already made money before it was even released.

Because the number of advertisements Feng Xiaogang implanted in this film reached as many as 19, and the revenue from these advertisement fees alone reached as high as 80 million RMB!

Compared to Lin Nan's immovable three accompanying advertisements, aren't these two extremes?

"Don't spread the word yet; wait until the premiere to announce these."

"Okay."

After Yue Jun left the office, Lin Nan rested for a while and then opened the computer.

I didn't know until I looked at today's film and television entertainment news; good heavens, how many press releases has Tang Ren bought again?

It's overwhelming online, all news about Liu Shishi getting the female lead in a film.

"First-line young actress Liu Shishi will play two roles, participating in the starring role of the China-Japan co-production film *Five Minutes Before Midnight*."

"The film *Five Minutes Before Midnight* is a romance suspense mystery film; the director, screenwriter, and other main creative teams all come from the Japanese side..."

"Tang Ren boss Cai Yinong stated that the artist Liu Shishi will step onto the international stage by virtue of this film..."

Lin Nan scanned the page; among the ten news items on the front page, news about this film took up six—a bit excessive!

"I've only heard of stepping onto the international stage by virtue of China-US co-productions. Since when do China-Japan co-productions have this ability? Bragging isn't done like this!"

"Buzz buzz..."

The phone on the table vibrated abruptly again; it really hasn't been quiet lately, with constant calls.

Lin Nan picked it up and saw it was Ning Hao.

He answered the phone: "Congratulations, Director Ning, for the big box office success!"

"Haha, congratulations to you too. We are eating not far from your company. Are you there? Do you want to come over together?"

"Send the address; it would be a waste not to eat!" Lin Nan shouted immediately.

"Okay."

Two minutes later, Lin Nan left the office and headed straight for the destination, a relatively high-end Chinese restaurant.

In the private room were Ning Hao, Xing Aina, Xu Zheng, Huang Bo, and Yu Nan—five people!

Interesting, the core creative team of the *No Man's Land* crew was all here.

"Lin Dao, over here."

Yu Nan waved at Lin Nan, signaling the seat between her and Ning Hao.

"Are you guys celebrating the big box office success in advance, having a 'celebration banquet'?"

"What are you talking about? We added a promotion this morning and just happened to get together for a meal."

Ning Hao's round face was about to smile into wrinkles; *No Man's Land*'s box office was definitely going to exceed 200 million, and the key was that the word-of-mouth was particularly good.

This invisibly gave Ning Hao confidence; he could fight for it at the Berlin International Film Festival!

"Speaking of box office, it still has to be your *The Invisible Guest*, which cut down 150 million US dollars in 12 days.

If this were converted into RMB, think about it again—tsk tsk tsk, no wonder everyone says they earn US dollars, 900 million RMB!"

Ning Hao, this guy, changed the subject and aimed at Lin Nan again; everyone present cooperated and gave envious expressions.

Lin Nan smiled and didn't speak, but looked at Xu Zheng.

"I heard from Wang Zong that you are already perfecting the script for *Lost in Hong Kong*?"

Lin Nan's words made the others present stunned; the *Lost* series is recognized by the industry as a money-making sweet pastry.

Before, when news spread that Xu Zheng had obtained the copyright from Lin Nan, many companies in the industry had ideas.

However, in the end, only Enlight clearly obtained a share from Xu Zheng's hands.

"Yes, Lin Dao, I am working on the script," Xu Zheng nodded and replied.

"Will it be the original cast this time?"

Xing Aina suddenly asked.

This sentence also made Huang Bo on the side subconsciously look at Xu Zheng, but the chopsticks in his hand didn't stop, still smiling and picking up food.

It was Xu Zheng who was dazed for a few seconds before reacting: "Of course I hope it's the original cast..."

Eating and chatting, time passed very quickly, and the topics were very broad.

I heard that the Hong Kong circle was tossing about preparing to "add a dog's tail to a sable," restarting the *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon* project.

To be precise, it's not a remake but a sequel!

And the famous martial arts director Yuan Heping has already taken on this task.

"The times have changed. Even if you take *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon* to the present, it's just a top-tier Wu Xia film; it's impossible to have the achievements of that year.

Not to mention it's a sequel, and a sequel filmed by Yuan Heping!"

Lin Nan said bluntly, without leaving any mercy.

The key is that the films Yuan Heping directed are really rotten to the extreme, representative work *True Legend*!

"If the Hong Kong circle hears you say this, they won't be at peace again, haha..."

"They are just too addicted to past glory, unable to extricate themselves, unable to keep up with the times."

After a meal, Lin Nan walked back to the company, while others either drove away or were picked up by assistants.

*The Storm*, produced by Liu Dehua, was released.

On the first day of the film's release, it cut down 32.5 million in box office.

It is the only film in the ten days since the start of the New Year film season to have a first-day box office exceeding 30 million.

The resulting consequence was that *No Man's Land*'s daily box office dropped by another 2 million, to around 12 million.

But the most miserable one belongs to *The Four 2*, with the daily box office dropping from 10.5 million to 5.4 million, cut in half again.

The key is that so far, *The Four 2* has just been released for a full week, seven days.

"Wait until *The Four: Final Battle* is released next year, and I won't film Wu Xia films anymore; they can't produce high box office!"

When Wang Changtian was on the phone with Lin Nan, he had already started complaining.

Back then, *The Four 1* barely climbed over the 200 million threshold because of the special effects of Tiangong Color, but this second one obviously had no chance.

"Don't say that; I have a Wu Xia film behind me. Besides, where did you put Xu Ke?" Lin Nan teased with a smile.

Hearing the first half of Lin Nan's sentence, Wang Changtian was instantly startled.

"I remember your company filmed a *Brotherhood of Blades*, 30 million cost, 168 million box office; that was really high at the time! Why, do you have a new script again?"

"Not counting as new, it's *Brotherhood of Blades 2*, preparing to let Lu Yang start filming next year."

"Then Enlight..."

"Don't, Enlight can participate in distribution at most," Lin Nan interrupted Wang Changtian's words.

"Sigh, you person. Okay, the distribution work is also not bad, let's just say it's settled."

Lin Nan's brain was muddled, thinking, that sentence "The phoenix flute sounds move, the jade pot light turns, a night of fish and dragon dance"—could there be other meanings?

For example, describing the sound as lingering, crisp, and seductive, the skin as smooth and bright as the moon, full of energy, covering the rain and turning the clouds...

This is Lin Nan's thought between sleeping and waking, just because of the sweet Liu Yifei sleeping in his arms, and that silk-like touch.

Subconsciously tightening the person in his arms, he was pressed back by a long, bare leg, and there was another roll in the quilt...

"Don't mess around, so sleepy..."

In the morning, Lin Nan got up very late, later than Liu Yifei, because when he opened his eyes, he didn't see anyone beside him.

When he went out to the next room to find food, he saw Miss Liu walking the dog on the lawn; she really had a lot of energy!

After seeing Lin Nan, she blinked at him and provoked him, "You got up really late today!"

"Hehe, I dreamed of a fairy in the second half of the night last night," Lin Nan said with a smile, walking towards Liu Yifei.

"Hmm? What kind of fairy did you dream of? Let me hear."

"Dreamed of a Qingqiu fox, a nine-tailed white fox that turned into a human form."

"In classical mythology, this is an auspicious sign, not a fairy!" Liu Yifei said cunningly.

"So I voluntarily contributed my Yang energy to her, which led to being sleepy in the morning. What do you think?"

"Go to hell, talking nonsense, hehe..."

Liu Yifei stuffed the dog leash to Lin Nan and walked towards the villa with a crisp laugh; her exquisite, fair face looked even more tender.

"Come over and help quickly."

"Do what?"

"Help me carry the cat food and dog food out."

Looking at the cats and dogs beside him, Lin Nan sighed and smiled: "You guys are living quite comfortably..."

After finishing the sentence, a smile also overflowed on Lin Nan's face unconsciously; it seems he is living even more comfortably!

"Lin Nan, why haven't you come over yet?"

"Coming, coming..."

(End of chapter)