Chapter 66: Please Teacher Correct

The news announced by New Line spread back to the country, and the matter of Liu Yifei getting the role was finally settled.

"Young people are just not calm. Such a role is actually used to give to a little girl."

Many people in the industry felt a bit regretful. Such a production's female lead could get a high-value return with just a little operation.

Lin Nan didn't pay attention to this. He saw another piece of news: Teacher Fu Biao had passed away. Added to Gao Xiumin in the middle of the month, two old actors he liked were gone. Many big names in the circle mourned one after another. Feng Xiaogang spoke up, saying he would host his good friend's funeral.

Lin Nan suddenly felt that he had to film a movie about illness in the future.

Last year, he filmed *Blind Mountain*, and after that, he never organized a group again. During this period, *Dead Silence* and *Crazy Stone* both provided scripts to others.

Now that more than half a year had passed, it was necessary for Lin Nan to prepare his next movie.

As for the choice of subject matter, given that the previous one was a realistic subject, this time he had to consider a commercial film. Lin Nan wanted to try sci-fi or fantasy.

*Seven Swords* left in a dejected manner, and *The Myth* followed up with great fanfare.

Different from *Seven Swords*, the producers of *The Myth* were two big bosses: Zhongying and Yinghuang.

From the fact that the general producer was Han Sanping, one could see the high hopes placed on this movie.

Jackie Chan's influence was currently the highest among Chinese film stars, and overseas as well.

*The Myth*, with an investment of 160 million Hong Kong dollars, had a higher cost than *Seven Swords*.

Han Zong personally called Lin Nan, inviting him to attend the premiere on September 20th without fail.

No one could not give Zhongying face, let alone a call from Han Sanping himself.

To tell the truth, Lin Nan still quite envied this movie.

*The Last Emperor* was filmed on location in the Forbidden City, while *The Myth* was not inferior to the former at all; it performed the same operation at the Terracotta Warriors of Qin Shi Huang.

The Huabiao Awards had just ended. Although it was an encouraging film festival, it was also officially recognized, and the media would naturally pay attention to the results.

Zhao Yanzi, following the Shanghai International Film Festival, won the Best Actress award again, not affected at all by the flag dress and the hitting incident. There were many viewers who liked her, and even more netizens who scolded her, to the point that it affected the film festival.

Ning Hao told Lin Nan that Han Sanping had also contacted him. It seemed he was really sparing no effort to build momentum for *The Myth*.

Judging by this situation, the film companies and filmmakers in Beijing probably hadn't missed a single one, and there must be a lot of media. Lin Nan could already foresee the scale of the scene that day.

The academy acted very quickly. Not two days after Lin Nan met Tian Zhuangzhuang, the list for postgraduate recommendation was announced, and he and several other seniors were on it.

Others got the quota based on their school grades, and even so, some people were unconvinced. But Lin Nan's school grades were far inferior to those people, and as a result, not a single student had any objections, which was very ironic.

In the final analysis, school grades were just school grades. Both the academy and the students knew which achievement was more important.

The news that Lin Nan would be studying for a master's degree made many low-grade students very excited, which meant there were many opportunities to brush their faces, or even get a role if they were lucky.

Yang Mi listened to the conversation of the people around her and didn't approve.

Staying in school often for four years of undergraduate study didn't mean it would be the same during the master's degree. For postgraduate students in art colleges, especially in the directing department, the coursework would only be easier than in undergraduate studies. Lin Nan would definitely prioritize his career and wouldn't come to school often.

Invisibly, Yang Mi really guessed it right.

Lin Nan was answering the phone, and Zhu Yawen was chattering, talking endlessly.

"You really have detached yourself from the masses. I only heard you mention it once before, and you actually went to study for a master's degree. The school is too snobbish."

"The department insisted on me going, and they promised I don't have to be at school. How do you think I could refuse?"

"Don't show off. A big director is amazing, huh?" Zhu Yawen retorted on the phone.

"By the way, didn't say which professor is taking you?"

Zhu Yawen was a bit interested in this. With Lin Nan's current achievements, this teacher wouldn't be easy to choose, right?

"Director Tian Zhuangzhuang," Lin Nan replied.

A few seconds passed.

"Cow. You found a big Buddha to lean on. This network instantly expanded to the older generation."

On the phone, Zhu Yawen had a thick, sour tone.

"Forget it, it's endless."

"Fine. I originally came to congratulate you, and by the way, complain a few words. Now it makes me a bit envious. Leave a position for me as a pendant on your thigh, okay? Hanging up."

The busy tone of the mobile phone rang, and Lin Nan smiled helplessly. "This Zhu Yawen."

Lin Nan received many congratulatory calls and messages.

This matter also made the news. Fortunately, there was no bad reaction. The key was that no fault could be found in Lin Nan.

Judging from the awards and box office, Lin Nan, who was studying in the directing department, was undoubtedly an excellent student of the Film Academy.

Lin Nan thought of a script. It was a sci-fi film, a pure sci-fi film, but it also had some horror film style, and it still didn't eat special effects, but went for a conceptual flow. It was a very great movie.

"It's you."

Once the thought arose, Lin Nan couldn't wait to implement it. The script for the new movie was decided.

He devoted himself to typing on the keyboard. In the middle, he didn't look at a few calls carefully and rejected them all, replying with a mobile system text message.

"'Sorry, I'll call you back later?' He should be busy."

Han Sanping smiled and shook his head, saying to the few people on the side.

Today's dinner, Han Sanping sat in the main seat, on the side were senior management from Yinghuang, as well as Huo Wenxi, Tang Jili, and others. Big Brother Long was not there and would only be able to arrive in Beijing in two days.

"Since he's busy, forget it. It was also because he filled the funding gap for Director Jiang Wen during that period that he missed the investment share of *Journey to the Center of the Earth*," said the Vice President of Yinghuang.

"He just doesn't look at the cost when filming. Fortunately, you filled the hole after the withdrawal of funds from that side, otherwise he would have to cry to death," Han Sanping laughed.

"Director Jiang is a capable director. President Yang thinks highly of him, which is why we will continue to add investment," Huo Wenxi said at this time.

"He will have to suffer a bit sooner or later before he knows how to restrain himself. Don't talk about him. This time, Zhongying has done all the preparations for the premiere, and I have contacted all the guests I could find. The scene is definitely enough. As for the results after the release, it depends on the movie itself."

Han Sanping glanced at Tang Jili.

"Han Zong, don't worry about this. Jackie's influence is there, and the audience likes him. This time, whether it's the script or the location filming, we strive for perfection. It will be a classic."

Tang Jili followed Han Sanping's words and expressed his position.

"That's good."

Lin Nan was spirited at this moment, his eyes shining, his fingers tapping non-stop.

On the computer screen, the length of the script was getting longer and longer.

"Respect the audience, let the audience participate, leave space for the fans to diverge their thinking, instead of forcibly pouring the screenwriter's understanding into them..."

Lin Nan determined the tone of the script story: sci-fi theme, supplemented by horror tones. This should be rare in the current domestic film and television industry.

There was a problem he had to avoid in advance.

The horror tone was an important auxiliary point of this movie, but the censorship of domestic movies was a bit vague in this area.

Of course, he wouldn't touch ghosts. The incredible and horror tones in the story were personal delusions produced by sci-fi factors. The theme had never changed: it was sci-fi.

But to be on the safe side, he still wanted to consult. Better safe than sorry.

He had a new teacher, so why not use it now?

Lin Nan thought of going to find Tian Zhuangzhuang, and the speed in his hands became faster. He strove to knock out the script in two days and polish it.

The 05 freshmen couldn't escape the military training link and had already been pulled to the designated camp, but those with acting contracts still found ways to get leave.

Lin Nan scratched his somewhat oily scalp. Working overtime, he spent two days and two nights and finally rushed out a draft he was quite satisfied with. This was thanks to the deep impression in his brain.

Picking up his phone and looking, he had forgotten to return several calls.

Ning Hao's MV started filming. Lu Zheng was really rich, asking him to do it according to the blockbuster standard. As long as it was needed for filming, there was no need to consider the funding issue.

Liu Yifei started recording songs. I heard that a Japanese song would be used in an animation.

Han Sanping wanted to invite him to dinner on behalf of Yinghuang. Fortunately, he didn't answer the phone at that time. He couldn't stand the culture at the dinner table.

After washing up and eating something, Lin Nan took his laptop and left the dormitory.

The school seemed to take special care of him. This dormitory had become his single room, and no newcomers had been arranged. After all, it was common for multiple majors and different grades to live together.

The campus without freshmen was much quieter.

"Lin Nan, you really got recommended for a master's degree. Coming to find Director Tian so soon again?"

A directing department teacher joked.

"Haha, Teacher is joking. Just have some questions to ask," he said, speeding up his pace.

Tian Zhuangzhuang looked at Lin Nan holding the computer and was a bit curious.

"Why did you bring a computer?"

"Teacher, I have a new script here, but it involves some horror elements. I want to ask you to correct it, for example, in terms of censorship," Lin Nan said truthfully.

"Horror movie?"

Tian Zhuangzhuang frowned. This type of movie had always been a type despised by the academic school.

"Not a horror movie, it's a sci-fi movie, but with some horror tones."

Hearing this, Tian Zhuangzhuang's brows finally relaxed. In the country, there were actually no outstanding sci-fi film works, but it was indeed an important part of commercial films, especially in Europe and America, where sci-fi films were the pearl type in the film industry.

"Is the script formed?"

Tian Zhuangzhuang looked at the computer in Lin Nan's hand.

"Formed. Take a look."

Lin Nan opened the computer, clicked on the file, and placed it on Tian Zhuangzhuang's desk.

Not in a hurry to read the script, Tian Zhuangzhuang first let Lin Nan sit down, and then said with gratification.

"Many students have gone out from the academy, and there are many famous directors, like me, Zhang Yimou, Chen Kaige, etc. But in terms of making scripts, none of us are good at it. But you are an exception. Several movies are all your own scripts, and they are all very successful."

These words made Lin Nan feel a bit ashamed and embarrassed.

"You praise me."

"Not praising, this is a fact. I also know a little about Chen Kaige's new movie script, and I just feel it's very messy..."

After Tian Zhuangzhuang finished speaking, he started reading the script in front of him, not forgetting to instruct Lin Nan: "Pour tea yourself. You have to sit and wait for a while."

"You don't have to worry about me, you read slowly."

Lin Nan was not pretentious and went to the tea set by himself.

The tea set and tea leaves looked like high-end goods, especially the latter.

Lin Nan was not good at tasting tea, but drinking it like a cow eating peonies was no problem.

Drinking tea that he didn't know how much it cost, he waited quietly for Tian Zhuangzhuang.

He saw his brows frown and then relax, clearly in the state. ===== CHAPTER 67 =====