My movie scares global audiences to tears

Chapter 73

This is Wang Kun's first visit to Afei Country. He didn't bring an assistant, and he only brought a backpack with him. He came here alone.

He originally had an assistant, but after the movie hit the street, the assistant was laid off.

But even if the company provided him with assistants, he would not bring them here, because he knew that he would not have a good life this time around.

Mr. An arranged for him to come to Song Qi, saying that he wanted him to get the script of the company's new project from Song Qi.

He didn't want to come because he didn't know how to face Song Qi.

But he had to come, because he lost the company a lot of money and had no right to refuse.

Before the movie was released, he was in high spirits, as if after the movie was released, he would be able to flourish and reach the pinnacle of his life.

But the reality taught him a lesson, waking him up with cold box office data.

Counting the nearly 1000 million investment in publicity expenses, he only recovered a total of more than [-] million at the box office.

That was the first time he experienced empathy.

He clearly felt Song Qi's mood when he rushed to the street last year, the panic and pessimism of falling into the vortex of self-doubt, still haunting him to this day.

Fortunately, he did not choose the same method as Song Qi, to sign a gambling agreement with the company. The price he paid was that the director's fee, which was not very high in the first place, was deducted completely, and the company's status It just plummeted.

But it was already causing him pain.

He couldn't imagine how desperate Song Qi was when he was burdened with debts of more than [-] million yuan after his movie hit the market.

All he knew was that if that happened to him, he would probably be suicidal.

It was also because of experiencing this feeling that he knew how stupid and ignorant he was in front of Song Qi with all kinds of contempt, sarcasm and sarcasm.

He didn't know how to face Song Qi, and he was also afraid that Song Qi would intensify his revenge on him.

But he had no way to escape, he could only bite the bullet and face it.

As he had expected, he had just received a blow when he arrived in Kailuo City.

Song Qi only arranged for a black guy to pick him up. The car that picked him up was still a small war-damaged car with air leaks everywhere, and when he sat in the co-pilot and looked down, he could still see the road.

After finally coming to the film crew, the moment he met Song Qi, without even saying anything about the scene, Song Qi assigned him a job as a factory worker and asked him to move the props.

Even though Wang Kun had already made mental preparations, he couldn't help being a little disappointed after hearing Song Qi's arrangement.

Anyway, he is also a serious director and an old colleague. Isn't it too embarrassing for Song Qi to let him join the team as a coolie?

But what Song Qi gave him was an order, not a discussion. Although Wang Kun felt sorry for him, he had no choice but to admit it.

He tried to comfort himself, at least he didn't have to experience the embarrassment when facing Song Qi.

Song Qi arranged this on purpose, he knew Wang Kun very well.

This guy's professional skills are qualified, but his eyes are high and his hands are low, he is pretentious and arrogant.

If you want to get rid of his temperament, you have to sharpen his arrogance.

He had already greeted the field workers in advance and asked them to hand over the dirtiest and tiring work to Wang Kunqian.

In the crew, the director is heaven, let alone a boss director like Song Qi who holds all important positions.

After receiving his instruction, Wang Kun's life of misery began.

The first day was okay, just a little tired, but at night, he was arranged to live in a room with the cameraman who snored the most in the crew.

He didn't close his eyes all night, and when he woke up the next day, his eye circles were darkened.

He couldn't take it anymore, so he found Song Qi and wanted to change him. Song Qi was very happy and gave him another room. As a result, the new roommate's feet were the most smelly in the whole crew. After one night, Wang Kun's face turned yellow.

No way, he spent some money in private, managed to change the room, and lived with the black guy named Blue who picked him up at the airport, so that he could sleep peacefully.

But these are the trivial things in life, on the set, it is the most difficult.

The so-called field workers are those who do odd jobs, helping out with running errands, moving things, doing odd jobs, doing whatever there is, and not too tiring.

But this crew seems to be targeting him, looking for him for everything, and it's all dirty work.

He is the one who lays the track, the pusher, the prop, and the ladder. After more than a week, he lost a lot of weight and had several blisters on the soles of his feet.

Finally one day, a falling scaffold hit his big toe, and under that piercing pain, his accumulated emotions finally broke out.

"Song Qi! I know you hate me! But I'm also your alumnus! Is it necessary for you to humiliate me like this?"

Wang Kun's roar resounded throughout the set, and the filming was affected to a halt.

"stop!"

Song Qi behind the monitor yelled to stop, got up and came to face Wang Kun who was sitting on the ground, hugging his feet and furiously.

"You think I'm humiliating you?"

Song Qi looked at him calmly.

"Isn't it?"

Wang Kun glared at him: "As soon as I came, you arranged for me to do all kinds of chores. You didn't mention a word about the script. What are you doing to humiliate me?"

Song Qi was not angry, but just asked calmly: "The work you did, before you came, there were people doing it, and if others can do it, why can't you?"

"Because I'm a director!" Wang Kun roared.

"Director? Are you worthy?"

The corner of Song Qi's mouth curled into a mocking smile: "What kind of director are you? A director who bosses you around on the set and doesn't start work until after ten o'clock in the morning? Or is it because of the company's money that you don't dare to let a fart go? A director who hides at home drinking away his sorrows, complaining about his bad luck and unfair market?"

Wang Kun seemed to have been doused with a ladle of ice water, his anger dissipated in an instant, and his face turned red instantly.

"Do you know that every crew is injured every day? Do you know how much the box lunch standard for the crew eats every day? Do you know whose pocket the more than 2000 million yuan that was hacked for your show went into?" ?”

Song Qi's tone became cold, and the sharp questions followed one after another, piercing into Wang Kun's heart like a sharp knife, cutting his hard-hearted disguise to pieces: "Do you know why your movie hit the street? How many times have you done blind review research on your script? How much attention have you put into the publicity? How many audience survey reports have you read? How many theater managers have you seen? Tell me?"

Wang Kun was sweating profusely, and couldn't tell whether it was the pain or the scolding.

Song Qi looked down at him, and said in a cold voice: "When there were no movies to shoot, I complained about my bad luck, but when there were movies to shoot, I immediately turned my tail to the sky. , It’s just that the audience can’t do it, the audience doesn’t know how to appreciate it, do you think you can be a qualified director if you have a director’s license? Huh?”

The studio was quiet, Wang Kun was sitting on the ground with a pale face, like a dog drowning in water.

Seeing his distraught look, Song Qi shook his head in disappointment: "When I left the company, I was quite optimistic about you, I thought you still had some ambition and wanted to make something out of it, but you let me down so much!
The box office of the movie hit the street, and I didn't think about how to fix it, but it actually disappeared, and I didn't see anyone for a week?If An Qin hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known you were such a waste!

Where's your pride?Where is your ambition?What about your ambition?A movie hit the street and beat you to the ground?For someone like you, you deserve to be called an alumnus like me?Ask yourself, are you worthy? "

Wang Kun lowered his head and said nothing, but his hands on the ground were tightly clenched into fists.

Seeing his slightly trembling body, Song Qi smiled again.

Folding his arms, Song Qi said in a deep voice, "If you want others to think highly of you, you must first think highly of yourself! Do you think you are confident in making a good movie right now?"

Wang Kun didn't say a word, but his fists were clenched tighter and tighter.

Snorting, Song Qi said calmly: "I've already written the script, but I don't think you can shoot it well, but for the sake of my previous colleagues, I'm willing to give you another chance.

You can stay in my crew, and I will no longer restrict your work content. You can watch whatever you want, ask whatever you want, and I can tell you everything except what needs to be kept secret.

When you think you can do it, and you have the confidence to shoot the script I gave you, you can talk to me again.

But the ugly words are up front, you only have this one chance, if you mess up, I don't need to say more, you can leave by yourself.

Think for yourself!Go or stay, you decide. "

After finishing speaking, Song Qi turned around and walked towards the monitor: "Every unit is ready! Just this one, do it again!"

The crew moved up and down in response to the sound, as if a precision instrument quickly resumed operation.

No one paid any attention to Wang Kun who was sitting on the ground, as if he was a transparent person.

After sitting there for a long time, Wang Kun suddenly moved.

He propped himself up and got up, limped to the side of the item box and sat down.

He didn't care about his injured foot, he quietly looked at Song Qi, who was lecturing to the actors, and the staff of various departments who were busy in an orderly manner on the set, with complicated eyes.

He seemed to be a little different from before, but he couldn't see the difference.

However, only he himself knows that at this moment, he truly realizes for the first time what a director is.

After four years of university and five years of work, today he seems to have just opened up for the first time.

(End of this chapter)