Chapter 327: Entering the Play

In 2002, at the Venice Film Festival, Tian Zhuangzhuang, as the producer of "Whiplash", took the crew to exhibit with Boss Lu.

He took this cheap student to socialize everywhere, focusing on Sister Gong Li, who was the chairman of the jury of the Cannes Film Festival that year.

Directors and actors who have the qualifications to reach the position of jury and chairman of international film festivals have never been stingy in extending a helping hand to the works of their compatriots.

Of course, the premise is that you can't be too bad.

Four years ago, Sister Gong Li also took on the heavy responsibility, and with the support of the then film festival chairman De Harden, successfully helped the young director's first three major coronations.

The two have also been in contact for the past few years and can be considered relatively familiar.

"Little Lu, finally looking for me to act; I've been waiting for you for several years, right?"

Boss Lu smiled: "There has never been a suitable role; this time it's still a supporting role with few scenes; are you wronged, this movie queen?"

"What kind of grievance is this? Participating in such a subject matter is duty-bound; I know this movie will be very difficult, you have to be mentally prepared."

Sister Gong Li is the first female star in the country to truly step onto the international stage, and her knowledge is definitely not comparable to ordinary actresses.

She knows that for a film with such a subject matter, the greater the director's influence, the more enemies and strangulation they will face.

"Let's talk about the role; I still want to hear you, the director, talk about it." Sister Gong Li invited him to sit at the round table, and the people around who wanted to say hello avoided it for a while.

Boss Lu gave Sister Gong Li the role of Cheng Ruifang.

This national heroine took the position of proctor at Jin Ling Women's College of Arts and Sciences in 1924.

When the Japanese army bombed Jin Ling in 1937, she joined the Jin Ling Women's University Emergency Committee, and Cheng Ruifang, together with Vautrin and Chen Feiran, formed a three-person emergency committee to establish the Jin Ling Women's University Refugee Camp.

Later, she also participated in the Tokyo Trial in 1946 and appeared in court to testify.

Her "Cheng Ruifang's Diary" and "Vautrin's Diary", "Rabe's Diary", and "Higashishiro's Diary" verified each other, revealing that painful history.

Lu Kuan said solemnly: "The temperament of this character in the movie is two kinds."

"The unwillingness of the country to be broken and the family to be destroyed, and the hatred for the enemy!"

"She once recorded such an incident in her diary. Two devils wanted to commit violence against a woman, but were beaten to death by the people who rose up to resist."

"Cheng Ruifang was very happy in her diary; she said: It's really good! Even if we are not enemies, it's good to beat one or two to vent our anger, so that everyone doesn't have to be so suffocated all day long."

Sister Gong Li nodded, understanding this kind of frustration of seeing unarmed compatriots being killed, but being unable to do anything about it.

"I will read 'Vautrin's Diary' again; there is also a side description of Cheng Ruifang in it, I believe it will be helpful for shaping the character."

Boss Lu gave a thumbs up: "It has to be the movie queen!"

Sister Gong Li teased: "Alright, stop flattering; now who doesn't want to cooperate with Director Lu? I am also competing for the job!"

"By the way, how are you and Yifei? It's been making a lot of noise for the past six months."

Boss Lu looked helplessly at the movie queen gossiping about him to his face, and smiled awkwardly, trying to change the subject: "Very good, this movie didn't find her to be the heroine."

Sister Gong Li rolled her eyes at him charmingly, but she was also very sensible and didn't ask any more questions.

"I won't delay you; anyway, you have to stay in the crew for a few months; I'll chat with you another day."

As soon as Gong Huang left, others were naturally ready to succeed.

Boss Lu went out to pee, and a female actress who had been lurking for a long time flashed out first.

Yang Mi braided two braids today, her eyes like a pool of autumn water, looking at this young director whom she rarely had the opportunity to contact between the autumn waves.

"Director Lu, long time no see, say hello to you."

Lu Kuan looked at her with a smile and looked at her, and then showed surprise: "Yang Mi, why are you in the 'Golden Flower' crew?"

"Director Lu usually doesn't care much about little actresses like us, right? I play the daughter of Dr. Jiang, Jiang Chan, in Director Zhang's movie."

Boss Lu understood in his heart; this is Yanda Huayi building its own little flower, and it should be entrusted to Zhang Weiping to put her in.

Seeing him look at her with such a calm expression, Yang Mi suddenly recalled the romantic encounter in the linen room last time, and she couldn't help but blush slightly, her delicate hand lifting to tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

Boss Lu sneered in his heart, quite leisurely looking at her releasing sexual charm in front of him, and his eyes didn't converge much.

Da Mimi looked at the man's eyes in front of her and was secretly proud; she knew her strategy today was right!

Today she specially wore a clean white shirt, the bra was specially chosen one size smaller, and two braids were braided, which can be described as pure mixed with a trace of charm.

As for those soft, boneless fingers and slender, moist wrists, every movement was swaying, and I don't know how many times it had been practiced in front of the mirror.

This is the pure style of Little Liu!

Da Mimi made up her mind today to be like a person, to see if she could hook this washing machine director to move his fingers once.

That's right, ever since seeing Little Liu who was still favored by him after failing to confess at Liu Yifei's defense at Beidian last year.

This female star, who can be said to be the most capable of assessing the situation in the entertainment industry, immediately corrected her prediction and began to send messages to her "best friend" Liu Yifei from time to time to ask about her well-being.

Making friends, not shabby!

She had seen the acting skills of this Berlin Film Emperor, and didn't think about playing any small tricks, just threw herself out to show you.

This young director, who is famous for his color, are you really interested in me?

Interested, I will lick you; not interested, I will go lick Liu Yifei.

Can always take care of one head, right?

Or...

At the same time?

It seems not to delay, it's just that the difficulty of operation is a bit greater.

It was the first time they met tonight, and Da Mimi didn't expect to hit the mark with one blow, so she chatted with Boss Lu charmingly and left, secretly cheering herself up in her heart!

Not long after, the dinner officially began, and only Zhou Jielun and Zhou Runfa from Xiangjiang and Taiwan were absent among the lead actors.

Jiang Zhiqiang is not an investor who is good at socializing, but Zhang Weiping is very familiar with such occasions, and he raised his glass leisurely.

"Dear Olympic artists who have come from afar, on behalf of Jiang Dong, Yimou, and the 'Golden Flower' crew, I first thank you for your support."

"Yimou is the chief director of the Olympic Games, but he is also entangled in the crew's chores and cannot get away, so I have to thank everyone for accommodating the itinerary; the hospitality is not good, the hospitality is not good, hehe!"

They are all people of the scene, and everyone responded one after another, starting to push cups and change cups.

It's just that the speaker has intention, and the listener also has intention; Zhang Jigang and Chen Weiya keenly captured the strangeness in his words.

Yimou as chief director?

You are not taking the richest man Lu as a cadre, are you?

If it doesn't matter to yourself, hang high.

These two were old hands, not greenhorns; the look they exchanged simply meant that they might get to see a good show tonight.

Zhang Yimou's face was slightly gloomy; he had expressed his attitude to Zhang Weiping many times in front of him, but he didn't expect this guy to speak without brains.

This is Old Mouzi not being as deep as his old partner.

Zhang Weiping is Zhang Fei embroidering flowers.

Including the later spraying of Han Shanping as the seat sculpture, that is also a desperate resistance with intention, achieving the goal by his own recklessness.

He started to attack again: "Director Lu, why don't you drink today?"

Boss Lu didn't even have the intention to pay attention to him, chatting with Sister Gong Li sitting on the side, and suddenly raised his head and glanced at him: "Oh, don't want to drink."

"This is not right; you are also the chief director of the Olympic Games; this banquet today is set up for the team you lead; how can you hide from drinking?"

He remembered that people were chief directors at this time.

"That, Sister Gong Li, you helped Director Lu in Cannes at the beginning, and you are also old acquaintances."

"Today, you are wronged, guest-star as a wine commander, and pour a glass of wine for Director Lu, how about it?"

He is trying to use Sister Gong Li to suppress Boss Lu, but Sister Gong Li doesn't see eyes or noses when looking at him, so she won't fulfill his wish.

"Director Zhang should pay attention to the measure of speaking; people win awards by their own ability, and the result is the same with or without me."

"Besides, this wine is not a good thing; Little Lu is still young, unlike you and Yimou who are old men; don't bring young people along with you if you break the jar."

Everyone present laughed loudly and didn't take it as a violation.

Comrades, especially those of Sister Gong Li's status, naturally have the right to joke and express opinions.

It's just that not only Zhang Weiping, whose face was awkward, but these words made Old Mouzi's face awkward.

After all, old lovers.

Zhang Weiping suddenly saw Yang Mi sitting next to Lu Kuan: "Come come come, Little Yang, you come and pour it for Director Lu!"

Yang Mi was quick-witted, looking at the man beside her who glanced at her expressionlessly, and immediately grieved: "Director Zhang, you are embarrassing me."

"Director Lu's wine, where am I qualified to pour it? If I pour too much or too little and he is dissatisfied, won't I offend the big director in the circle?"

"Director Zhang, I won't do this work; you should look for someone else!"

Zhang Weiping laughed dumbly: "Hey! You girl, your little mouth is really sharp."

This time the laughter at the table was even greater, and everyone looked at this rising star of Yanda Huayi with surprise; it is indeed a talent that can be made!

This coquettish and savage between the lines, neither offending Lu Kuan nor making Zhang Weiping too angry, can be considered lightly revealed.

It seems that he is also a good hand in the entertainment circle.

Boss Lu just watched Zhang Weiping make trouble quietly; this person is a dog, the more you pay attention to him, the more excited he is, just likes to hype and shout with people.

He naturally wouldn't be the same as such a person.

If it weren't for Zhang Yimou's face, he wouldn't have given him a step down long ago.

Everyone didn't use a wine divider today, and the domineering Gong Huang immediately took the juice on the table and filled Lu Kuan's glass: "You guys want to drink your own, don't disturb me chatting with Director Lu."

"Pouring wine as soon as you get to the table, what's the problem!"

Zhang Yimou couldn't stand it anymore, stood up and said solemnly: "Weiping, everyone here is their own person, don't be afraid that the hospitality is not in place."

"Those who want to drink, I will accompany you with Weiping, those who don't want to drink, please feel free, being happy is the most important thing!"

These two sentences slightly relieved the embarrassment, but his subsequent behavior made everyone feel surprised.

Old Mouzi smiled and walked to Boss Lu with a cup: "Director Lu, I have been filming and participating in work discussions this month, sometimes I can't take care of both sides."

"Thanks to you, I am ashamed, specifically come to toast you a glass of wine."

Boss Lu looked at Zhang Yimou helplessly.

Whether it was calling himself Director Lu in front of people or taking the initiative to come over for a so-called "toast", he gave himself enough face, for fear that the rudeness of Zhang Weiping just now would make him feel alienated.

People are mutual.

Among domestic directors, Boss Lu is indeed relatively recognized and respected for this old senior of his.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have meddled in other people's business, and gave him this idea when Jiang Zhiqiang asked.

And Zhang Yimou's feedback now fully proves the young director's vision; this is indeed an old senior worth deep friendship.

Boss Lu smiled helplessly, and directed the Da Mimi on the side: "Yang Mi, pour me a glass of wine."

Zhang Yimou advised: "If you are not comfortable, don't drink, just juice."

"Old senior, our relationship, my relationship with Teacher Tian, you... inappropriate."

Lu Kuan took the white wine glass handed over by Yang Mi, and made a positive emotional feedback on his behavior through body movements.

Old Mouzi naturally understood what he meant, and a face smiled out several layers of wrinkles, just like an old Qin terracotta warrior, with the honesty and simplicity of the old Qin people.

"What is inappropriate, you called me old senior, then I will take the big one and make a decision for you, I will drink this glass, you drink juice, our brothers dry one!"

Sister Gong Li on the side looked at these two Beidian apprentices who were nearly thirty years apart with heavy thoughts.

Looking at the former lover, standing in front of Lu Kuan, who was as talented as him but much younger, couldn't help but think of the past more than ten years ago.

Why did she just gossip about Liu Yifei and Lu Kuan's recent situation?

It was just pushing others by herself, feeling that this pair was very similar to herself and Zhang Yimou.

The director at the time and his heroine, but the love path was bumpy, and they missed each other by mistake.

In 1992, she climbed the Great Wall with Zhang Yimou, and the latter made a great wish to her at Haohan Slope, wanting her to be an empress once in the future!

It's just that the two broke up sadly after filming "Shanghai Triad".

This "Golden Flower" can also be considered a repayment of wishes in a sense.

At the opening press conference, Zhang Yimou told the media directly, this is the ten-year agreement between me and Sister Gong Li.

"Alright, you two big men are grinding." Sister Gong Li rolled her eyes at Zhang Yimou, and poured herself a glass of wine.

"I'll accompany you for a glass, come on, let's dry one."

Boss Lu said in a low voice with a bad smile: "Two, or you two drink this glass, I won't participate."

"Go!" Sister Gong Li patted him coquettishly: "Stop being poor, raise your glass!"

Old Mouzi seemed to have changed from a gray terracotta warrior to a colored terracotta warrior, his eyebrows raised, his expressions flying, looking at his old lover with a bit of simple and honest appearance: "Sister Gong Li, we haven't drunk for many years, right?"

Lu Kuan was actually in the vip eating melon position today, watching Old Mouzi's infatuated look, almost couldn't help taking out his mobile phone to take pictures.

"Director Zhang, dry it, don't be disliked for being slow later."

"Hehe, good good, dry it!"

The three touched glasses and drank them all in one gulp, and there was a burst of applause and cheers at the table.

Maybe only Zhang Weiping was a bit unhappy, helplessly taking a sip of stuffy wine.

If you want to offend deeply, he doesn't dare, so he can only be yin and yang like just now, and Lu Kuan can't pick any mistakes.

The host sets up a banquet, afraid that the guests will not be satisfied, so it is not abrupt to persuade to drink.

It hasn't reached the level of scolding the seat sculpture, no need to tear his face, and Zhang Yimou won't agree.

But after this, the clear-eyed people at the table can see that these two, whether they are the top two directors in the country or the chief planners who co-host the Olympics, have a very good relationship.

It belongs to the relationship of you respecting me a foot, and I respecting you a foot.

Zhang Yimou is also using his own way to clear obstacles for Lu Kuan and suppress the discordant voices in the team.

After all, troupe leaders like Chen Weiya have also been his deputies in "Liu Sanjie" and "Turandot" before.

I have already put out this posture now, are you still embarrassed to take it?

In Zhang Yimou's view, even without himself, he believes that his junior apprentice has the ability to lead the overall situation.

But the Olympic cause does not wait for people!

One day earlier on the right track, with Lu Kuan's artistic attainments and technological vision, everyone can take out refined literary and artistic performances and artistic creativity a little earlier.

At least the Bird's Nest construction party is still looking forward to their preliminary plan—

Like ordinary home decoration, various wiring, pipes, and light strips are planned in advance.

This is Zhang Yimou's overall situation.

After two glasses of water wine, Zhang Weiping was a bit restless again, watching Jiang Zhiqiang whispering something to Boss Lu, thinking he had already couldn't help asking for advice, and felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

"Director Lu! I toast you a glass of wine."

Boss Lu raised his head: "Polite, Director Zhang."

Zhang Weiping took the initiative to leave his seat this time with a very low posture: "Director Lu, I have something to ask."

"Oh? You speak."

"During this time you are in the crew, you are also watching the filming of 'Golden Flower', what do you think of the prospects of this movie?"

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Zhiqiang and Zhang Yimou were stunned; how could this be mentioned in front of so many people?

Other crew members and Olympic team members didn't feel much; this is just an exchange and discussion between peers, right? It's just that the occasion is wrong.

But thinking that this is Zhang Weiping who is used to being big, it seems that there is nothing wrong.

This Zhang Fei in the film industry, who looks uglier than Zhang Fei, is embroidering flowers again, which is a difficult problem for Lu Kuan.

You say the scene words "Golden Flower" is no problem, tomorrow's newspaper will be the mainland richest man, film giant Lu Kuan praising "Golden Flower", threatening not to watch is the audience's loss.

Use your name to hype it up.

You sing down "Golden Flower", then where do you put the painstaking efforts of Old Mouzi who just had that posture?

You Lu Boss, even if you have money and talent, you have no conscience and no emotional intelligence, and you don't give your old senior any face at all?

The scene suddenly became a bit awkward again, but it was Jiang Zhiqiang and Zhang Yimou who were awkward.

"Director Zhang, this question is quite good; in fact, if you don't ask, I have long wanted to say it."

Boss Lu put down his wine glass leisurely, his tone changed: "The film has just started filming, I don't know the whole picture, it's hard to draw a conclusion."

"But!" "There is one point that I am very disapproving of Director Zhang!"

The table was silent for a moment, and only the lively shouting of the crew outside the private room could be heard, which was in sharp contrast.

Everyone had different thoughts, not knowing why this mainland richest man suddenly opened fire on the old senior who had just respected and loved each other.

Are you so unable to bear the provocation of big-mouthed Zhang Weiping?

Only Zhang Yimou lowered his head and smiled bitterly; he knew his old partner was going to suffer.

"Director Zhang, 'Golden Flower' investor actually very vulgarly demanded to add an incest plot between the eldest prince Yuan Xiang and the empress; isn't this maliciously adding gimmicks, isn't this nonsense of market theory?"

"The key is that Director Zhang is also very embarrassed; the investor's request, a director cannot just refuse so bluntly."

Unexpectedly, Boss Lu suddenly turned to Jiang Zhiqiang: "Jiang Dong, is this what you demanded? You are not right!"

Jiang Zhiqiang was confused: "I didn't!"

"Ah? Then it's not right!" Lu Kuan looked puzzled: "New Picture is only acting as distribution this time, and has not actually invested in filming."

The young director looked at Zhang Weiping indifferently: "Old Zhang, this wouldn't be what you demanded, right?"

"You say, you don't pay a cent, rely on Director Zhang to get the distribution right and signature right, and turn around and have the face to ask Director Zhang to change the play for you to hype, is it like words?"

Zhang Weiping's ugly face was almost squeezed into a ball; he wanted to throw the cup as a signal to get angry.

But looking at the young director and the mainland richest man who were majestic in front of him, Zhang Weiping didn't have the courage to fight for his life.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been careful to step on it just now.

Zhang Fei in the film industry forced to save face: "Director Lu, this is my business with Yimou, it has nothing to do with others."

"Fart!" Boss Lu didn't give him any face: "My relationship with Director Zhang is very good; he is still the chief director of the Olympic Games, shouldering the mission of the country and the expectations of the people."

"Originally, it is not easy to hold multiple positions, but you Zhang Weiping are good, and you keep finding things for him, insisting on adding a passionate play, what do you want to do?"

He turned to Jiang Zhiqiang again: "Jiang Dong, if I want to say, kick out all other investors, this film Inquiry Realm and your Edko Films will join hands, and we will give the best marketing resources to 'Golden Flower'."

"Oh! Director Lu, you should have said this earlier!" Jiang Zhiqiang knew he was threatening Zhang Weiping, and also smiled and stepped forward to cooperate with the play.

Zhang Weiping was scared pale this time, swallowed his saliva and looked helplessly at Zhang Yimou, who had been lowering his head and not speaking.

Dead ghost, say something!

Looking at the embarrassment of big-mouthed Zhang Weiping, Sister Gong Li felt very happy in her heart; when she and Zhang Yimou broke up, Zhang Weiping also obstructed it.

Yang Mi on the side looked at the man beside her with crystal eyes; his wealth, power, talent, and appearance all made her addicted and fond of him.

This vertical and horizontal movement, teaching the local emperor Zhang Weiping in the crew to the point where he couldn't even lift his head in a few words, was like a high-dose aphrodisiac, pouring into Da Mimi's gradually flourishing ambition and heart.

It's just that thinking of that Liu Yifei who still couldn't cut it off with him even if she went to North America...

Da Mimi bit her lip tightly, really wishing she could feed the tiger with her body tonight.

It's just that she, who has always been shrewd, also has hidden worries, worrying that she will be eaten without even slag left.

The scene was really awkward; Zhang Jigang and Chen Weiya were originally watching the excitement, and then reacted.

When the two of them were scolded by this kid at the meeting that day, others looked at them, it should be like how they look at Zhang Weiping now, right?

Fuck! What a painful realization.

Zhang Yimou had to stand up to relieve the siege: "There are no outsiders at the table today, Director Lu, or you just chat casually?"

"Investors like Edko and Focus are all old friends, but if there is any room for improvement... we must still rack our brains to do this project well."

Boss Lu saw that his face was not like a fake, and immediately said solemnly: "The problem of 'Golden Flower', in a sense, is similar to the situation faced by Zhou Xingchi's 1995 'Out of the Dark'."

Sister Gong Li wondered: "You mean, the connotation of 'Golden Flower' is an art film, but it is covered with the coat of a commercial film, just like the interweaving of 'Out of the Dark' comedy and horror themes?"

Sister Gong Li and Zhou Xingchi cooperated in "Flirting Scholar", and her own vision is relatively broad.

"In fact, based on the market, this problem should be viewed with another classification standard of movies."

The room was so quiet that even a needle falling could be heard, and everyone listened carefully to the interpretation of this industry giant.

Laymen watch the excitement, experts watch the doorway.

Boss Lu continued to explain: "In fact, it is inaccurate to divide movies into commercial films and art films, because except for some directors' experimental films, art films also have commercial elements, and commercial films also have artistic elements."

"Under the conditions of real film industrialization and marketization, the classification of movies should be genre films and non-genre films."

"Genre films are easy to understand; watching romance films is to taste emotions, watching horror films is to pursue stimulation, and watching comedy films is to seek happiness."

"Then what about 'Golden Flower'? In the promotion, we see action movies, but what the audience should experience after the end is cold, dark, and desperate, which is terrible."

Why is it said that the situation of "Golden Flower" and "Out of the Dark" is similar?

Zhou Xingchi became famous in 1990 with "All for the Winner", dominated the Xiangjiang film market box office for four consecutive years from 1990 to 1993, and frequently broke and created film history records.

But the 1995 "A Chinese Odyssey" and "Out of the Dark" made him encounter Waterloo, and even his own film company was on the verge of bankruptcy.

The reason is that the audience went to the cinema with the mentality of watching genre films, wanting to be amused by you Zhou Xingchi, but were scared to death for no reason, and it is reasonable for bad reviews to be like a tide.

The members of the "Golden Flower" crew at the table chewed on these unpleasant words, and were quite convinced by this young director, and couldn't help but feel low.

The so-called literature has no first, and it is the same in the art world.

Domestic movie fans have disputes about the attribution of the title of the first director in the mainland, mostly between Zhang Yimou and Lu Kuan.

But whether it is Feng Xiaogang, Chen Kaige, or the literary youths' favorite Jia Kezhang, Wang Xiaoshuai, Lou Ye, and other fifth generations, they all have a certain number of movie fans and supporters.

In film art, who is the first is difficult to conclude, but in film commerce, saying that Boss Lu is the first in the industry is indisputable.

Whether it is the roadshow mode that led the industry to imitate from "Whiplash", or the marketing bombing of Focus Media introduced by acquisition in "Shoplifters", and subsequent marketing innovations for various movies.

Or the "don't ask for help" film industry chain he built with his own hands.

When it comes to whether a movie can sell, his opinion should be second to none.

This not only made core personnel like Jiang Zhiqiang, Zhang Weiping, and Zhang Yimou, but even actors like Sister Gong Li and Yang Mi feel worried.

Who wants the movie they starred in to have a bad box office?

Especially Yang Mi, she even gave up "Red Cliff" in which Yanda Huayi participated, just for Old Mouzi's name of supporting female stars!

Zhang Yimou said solemnly: "We have also discussed this problem internally before, but we didn't see it as thoroughly and in as much detail as you, and we underestimated the serious consequences."

"Little Lu, the crew has been filming for more than a month now, is there... any way?"

Zhang Weiping looked at his old partner with a gray face, thinking that it would be good if you asked privately, why do you want to praise him here?

It's just that he is now drooping his head and doing a quail, and he doesn't dare to face it directly regardless of whether it is inside or outside.

Now put Han Shanping and Lu Kuan in front of him, let this film industry Zhang Fei have to offend one, maybe he will choose to spray the seat sculpture.

After all, the seat sculpture is a person in the system, no matter how targeted he is, he must pay attention to the surface influence.

This ruthless mainland richest man, if he really gets serious, maybe he won't even give Zhang Yimou face.

"Director Zhang, how about we stop here today? You, me, Jiang Dong, let's go for a walk and chat casually."

Zhang Yimou knew that he was taking care of his face, and couldn't help but raise his glass: "Everyone, the hospitality is not good today."

Zhang Jigang was the first to echo: "Director Zhang, what are you talking about, it's not easy to hold multiple positions, you chat, we have plenty of opportunities to gather in the future!"

"That is, don't take it to heart!"

"Director Zhang, work first, we can drink wine any day."

Old Mouzi nodded gratefully to everyone, and drank two or five taels of apology wine in one breath, but couldn't take care of the spicy throat, and followed Jiang Zhiqiang and Lu Kuan who took the lead out of the door.

Remaining were overseas Chinese artists like Ma Wen and Cai Guoqiang, high-level personnel in the system like Zhang Jigang and Chen Weiya, or core team members of Old Mouzi like Wang Chaoge and Fan Yue.

Of course, there is also Zhang Weiping, who failed to do yin and yang today and became a turtle with his head shrunk.

Everyone suddenly realized a problem in their hearts:

Whether it is the talent for doing things or the means of doing things, the so-called under the fame, actually difficult to match, is not applicable to this young director who is too young.

Even if Zhang Weiping held the greatest caution to provoke and test his city, he still unexpectedly harvested a loud slap in the face.

Youth is his capital, and it is a protective color for disguise.

I don't know how many people fell into the contempt and underestimation of his excessive youth, ignoring the soul in his core that had experienced the world.

In the room of the VIP building, Boss Lu looked helplessly at Jiang Zhiqiang and Old Mouzi who were about to empty his cigarette case.

Both of them had claimed to have quit smoking for a long time before.

There was no one else in the room, and Zhang Yimou spoke openly: "Little Lu, is there any way?"

Lu Kuan said bluntly: "While Zhou Runfa and Zhou Jielun haven't joined the crew yet, change the script."

Jiang Zhiqiang wondered: "How to change?"

"Change the ending, change the perspective, change the theme."

"Just like Wallace in 'Braveheart', the protagonist died, but the core intention of the whole film—the independence of Scotland was achieved."

"Your 'Hero' is also the same, Nameless died, but the King of Qin was shocked, knowing what is called the surging public opinion, what is called the anger of a common man."

"But the ending of 'Golden Flower', except for watching a floating world painting of human nature distortion and darkness, the audience can't see any hope."

Boss Lu frowned while flipping through the script in his hand: "Commercial works all pay attention to substitution, but several characters who are relatively heavy in the current description... seem to be unable to shoulder this task."

"The empress cheated, had an incestuous relationship with her stepson, and instigated her son to rebel and cause chaos in the country, finally leading to their deaths, unable to substitute."

"As for the villain role of Zhou Runfa, it goes without saying; if you have to find one, I suggest modifying the plot from Yuan Jie's perspective."

The character played by Zhou Jielun is brave and decisive, values love and righteousness, and also has a simple character background, which is also quite rebellious.

Whether it is online novels or commercial movies, this is a typical protagonist setting.

But it was not beyond Lu Kuan's expectation, the gullies on Old Mouzi's face were deeper.

As mentioned in the previous article, this movie was an agreement between him and Sister Gong Li when they were in love in 1992, and it was a big heroine movie that locked her perspective.

"Little Lu, this perspective is not easy to convert, you see if there is any other way."

Boss Lu helplessly took out the last bullet in the cigarette case: "If the perspective cannot be changed, the sense of substitution is out of the question, then we can only find some parts that connect with modern social hot spots."

"Then just like Wallace and Nameless, Yuan Jie can die, but he cannot die in vain."

"His death must make the authority of imperial power touched, break the dusty palace customs, and let the viewing crowd resonate."

He opened the paragraph of the script and gave an example: "At the climax here, Zhou Jielun said that the son died, not for the throne, but for the mother."

"The emotion and resonance here are not enough; I think it can be changed to the son died, not wanting to be a puppet of a strict family forever, not wanting to become an dispensable existence under your wings."

Zhang Yimou slapped his thigh: "This idea is okay!"

"I read the newspaper yesterday, saying that the first private school education case in the country, 8-year-old child Hou Hongru was picked up by his father Hou Bo and taken home for private school education, studying for about 7 hours every day."

"Although he achieved certain results in some knowledge fields, such as being able to read 'China Daily' fluently and translate, etc., it also led to the child's serious partiality, mathematical ability was almost 0, and he also developed a lonely and indifferent personality."

"Movie fans don't catch a cold even if they don't like the dark 'Thunderstorm' adaptation story, but if they can find their rebellious time from Yuan Jie, and can resonate with them being told by their parents, it is also an excellent argument and direction."

Jiang Zhiqiang nodded: "According to Lu Sheng's meaning, commercial films first focus on character setting; if it doesn't work, find resonance and social hot spots; Zhou Jielun's Yuan Jie is indeed a good entry point."

Old Mouzi shook hands with Boss Lu vigorously and shook it: "Little Lu! Thank you so much! Now everything is in time, I will immediately let Liu Heng organize the screenwriter team to revise the manuscript, and then you will help me look at it when the time comes."

"This is all easy to say, you two first reimburse me for this box of cigarettes?" Boss Lu threw the cigarette case into the trash can helplessly.

Since Zhang Yimou also figured out the direction, with his screenwriter team, Lu Kuan knew that this "Golden Flower" could not be said to be a big explosion, at least the reputation and box office would not collapse as badly as in the previous life.

In fact, fundamentally speaking, the deep-seated reason for "Golden Flower" collapse is still Old Mouzi's weakness in script ability.

This is his biggest weakness, that is, his own script ability is very poor, and he relies more on external forces.

Counting his works in the sense of success:

"Red Sorghum" behind Nobel Prize winner Mo Yan;

"Ju Dou", "The Story of Qiu Ju" behind are Golden Horse, Golden Rooster Liu Heng;

"Raise the Red Lantern" behind is Mao Dun Literature Prize winner Su Tong;

"Coming Home" and "The Flowers of War" behind are Oscar-winning screenwriter Yan Geling.

Go to see his works that are big collapses in both reputation and box office:

The scripts of "Full River Red", "Shadow", "House of Flying Daggers" were all completed by him with several members of the screenwriter team he trusted.

Including "Golden Flower", the screenwriters are himself and Wu Nan and Bian Zhihong.

As for the "Code Name Cougar" that collapsed to the point where he didn't want to talk about it, it was a Xiangjiang entrepreneur named Cheng Shiqing, and the screenwriter of "The Great Wall" was a group of Americans.

Sometimes it's not that his directing ability fluctuates, but the script quality is uneven.

The three chatted for a while, and the young director suddenly looked serious: "Director Zhang, I will be a villain today to remind you, this Zhang Weiping doesn't seem to be a good partner, you have to keep an eye on it."

Zhang Yimou was stunned for a few seconds: "Hey! He has that personality, people are not bad, it's been more than ten years, it's just that sometimes he is stubborn, and he has sprayed with Han Shanping privately."

"Little Lu, don't take it to heart, I will ask him to apologize to you tomorrow!"

Boss Lu smiled, thinking that it would be strange if you could be the master of him, and waved his hand to indicate forget it.

Really forget it?

Offended the abbot and still want to leave?

It doesn't matter if Zhang Weiping showed his teeth to him carefully tonight; this ruthless mainland richest man has already moved the idea of prying Old Mouzi away.

This is simply a desperate plan for him!

Of course, he never does things that harm others and disadvantage himself.

It was mentioned earlier that the importance of director resources, and even Yanda Huayi was the road paved in the film industry by Feng Xiaogang, a big hand in New Year's movies.

And what level is Zhang Yimou?

If it weren't for encountering Quentin's genius work "Pulp Fiction" in 1994, his "To Live" would have a high probability of winning the award.

Old Mouzi would also become the third Grand Slam of the European Three Majors in the world.

Lu Kuan believes that as long as he is given a suitable script, with his appeal and decades of filming experience, plus the industrial chain support of Inquiry Realm Holdings, it is another stable and profitable output point.

It's just that Old Mouzi is still quite heavy on love and righteousness; it is impossible to drag him and Zhang Weiping to break up, so he needs to do it slowly.

Jiang Zhiqiang drank a bit too much at night, but fortunately he finished a wish, and returned to his room to rest calmly.

Old Mouzi insisted on politely sending Boss Lu out, and the two chatted at one end of the hotel corridor.

Old Qin suddenly said: "To tell the truth, I also know that changing the perspective is the most suitable choice."

"But this movie... Sister Gong Li's intention cannot be changed."

Lu Kuan was stunned, and then smiled: "It seems there is a story here."

Zhang Yimou sighed: "Old calendar."

Lu Kuan teased: "How about it, I'll ask Afei to buy some braised food and peanuts, and we brothers drink two more cups?"

Old Mouzi laughed: "You kid wants to see my joke."

Under the dim light at the bottom of the VIP building, tonight's colored terracotta warrior was a bit earthy again, falling into a memory intertwined with love and hate.

"When preparing for 'To Live' in 1992, I went to climb the Great Wall with Sister Gong Li, and after coming back, I asked someone to write the script of 'Wu Zetian' for her."

"At that time, I personally invited Zhao Mei, Su Tong, and Beicun, three regulars of Mao Lu, and also the first-tier novelists in the country."

"The script was created for more than four years, but some things happened between her and me in 96, which can be considered a breakup, but the promise to make a female emperor play for her has not changed."

Old Mouzi's eyes were slightly turbid, mixed with many inexplicable emotions: "So this movie can be considered to have mixed some of my private goods."

The young director listened and laughed dumbly; there were rumors about this before, and it turned out that there were many inside stories.

Old Mouzi left with past events in his heart, and Boss Lu touched the last cigarette in his pocket, reluctant to smoke it, and sniffed it at the tip of his nose.

Scholars and literati are often full of lingering feelings.

Artists like Zhang Yimou, due to various reasons, missed their previous loved ones, which should be a great regret in his heart.

He couldn't help but think of the love and hate entanglement between Little Liu and himself for the past four years.

The young director couldn't help but take out the lighter, and the tobacco ignited under the gentle ca

The smoke rose in wisps, curling and drifting leisurely around his body before dissipating.

After a long while, the cigarette burned down to the end, the heat snapping him back to reality.

Only then did Boss Lu let out a long, resigned sigh, crushing the cigarette butt into the ground with the sole of his shoe, muttering something to himself.

"Damn it, I'm too deep into the role."

(End of chapter)