I'm the director, I'm not bad

Chapter 410 408. You used to ignore me...

Xu Haofeng sat on the stool in Shanghai Film Studio for less than a minute.

End of the meeting.

After some greetings of "It's a pity that we can't reach a cooperation with Director Wang this time, we will continue next time if we are destined to do so", the three left.

And the master's family has left, so there is obviously no need for the three of Wang Jiawei to stay.

"Director Wang...Old Zhou...what's the situation?"

At the elevator entrance, Xu Haofeng asked speechlessly.

How do you say that if you talk about collapse, you will talk about collapse?
I just got here.

What are you talking about?Just collapsed?
what's the situation?
Wang Jiawei remained silent, while Zhou Jingzhi shook his head:

"Go back to the hotel and talk."

The three entered the elevator together.

There is surveillance in the elevator, so no one speaks.

After coming out all the way, because the driver who came to pick him up was from Shanghai Film Studio, everyone still didn't speak.

Until you arrive at the hotel.

Xu Haofeng didn't even put his luggage in the room, so he followed the two into Wang Jiawei's room.

Then he quickly asked:
"What's going on?...Why did the conversation suddenly collapse?"

Hearing this, Zhou Jingzhi glanced at Wang Jiawei.

After seeing that he didn't mean to speak, he shook his head:
"You sent the script last night... We discussed it today. Except for the controversy about the role of compressing the first-line sky, it actually feels pretty good."

If it was half an hour ago, Xu Haofeng would probably jump up happily when he heard this.

But now...there is going to be a divestment there.

He nodded in a half-silent, half-behindsight:

"and then?"

"Then... before you came, we were chatting there just now. Director Wang... gave the other party your script. He told them that there might be a new version of the script, and many details have been revised... "

"My intention was to make them take it easy."

Before Zhou Jingzhi finished speaking, Wang Jiawei said:
"Their own requirements are too outrageous. It must be filmed + released within a year... This is simply impossible. So, I take your script, Lao Xu, to tell them to give us more time."

"Uh……"

Xu Haofeng opened his mouth, but suddenly he didn't know what to say.

Then I heard Zhou Jingzhi continue to say:
"But the people from the Shanghai Film Studio refused. Their attitude... is very firm. It doesn't matter whether the script is changed or not. The important thing is that the filming of this film must be completed within one year next year. And in order to ensure the progress, there is still more work to be done. A team of producers came to oversee."

Speaking of this, Zhou Jingzhi seemed to suddenly think of something, and added:
"Oh yes, they still don't agree to use Zhang Ziyi... In fact, it's not a big deal."

Looking at Xu Haofeng, he shook his head slowly:
"After the Pomo Gate came out, I can understand that investors don't want to use problematic artists in order to avoid risks. What's more... after reading the script of Lao Xu, I also think that Yang Mi is actually better than Zhang Ziyi. Appropriate. But before the conversation started, Director Wang told them: No matter what, the filming of this movie can't be finished in one year. At least two years..."

"..."

The corner of Xu Haofeng's mouth twitched.

The original joy of "Zhang Ziyi for Yang Mi" faded away without a trace.

Big brother.

What are you talking nonsense about?

You won't shoot first, just like before... a little bit of delay?
Oh?They want to send a producer over to supervise and take over the shooting rights...that's fine.

Obviously, Director Wang's "bad record" has made everyone learn to be smart.

In fact, the right to shoot is easy to understand.

It's also a scene, a character walks past the camera.

Some directors think it's okay, then it's OK.

But Director Wang likes... how should I put it.

Let the tricks go through and take a look first.After reading it, if you feel that it is not suitable, then put a bottle of mineral water in your hand and continue walking again.

I am still not satisfied after reading it, so let me walk again with a Coke bottle...

That's probably what it means.

He is a director who pays more attention to "feeling".

When it feels right, it feels right.But if it feels wrong, then continue to search for that feeling endlessly.

The so-called taking over the shooting right is to watch you shoot a walking shot. When you want others to continue walking with a mineral water bottle, the producer comes to stop you.

Tell you: just walk on the line.

Get rid of all irrelevant things to ensure the progress of the shooting and avoid the endless divergent thinking of the director.

This is called takeover.

It's not that it deprives the director of his creative ideas.

However, no one expected that Director Wang would be so "rigid".

Not to mention that the patience of Modu Film Studio has been exhausted to such an extent.

But...

How should I put this matter, if it was placed on Xu Haofeng's side, it would be more or less understandable.

The script of "The Grandmaster" was transferred from the previous investors to the Modu Film Studio, and it has been on the shelf for several years.

From the beginning of "Blueberry Night" to now... It is conservatively estimated that it has been released for 3 years.

Modu Film Studio has been urging.

Also had to urge.

If the tens of millions in 07 were used to buy a property, it would have increased in value by at least half of the price now.

Some might say that cinema is art.

But the problem is... The commercial atmosphere of Modu Film Studio is much stronger than the artistic atmosphere.

This money is the same as the tens of millions of loans they gave Director Wang.

Not to mention the principal, not even a dime of the interest.

It's normal to be anxious...

And until now...

"What now?"

Xu Haofeng asked.

Wang Jiawei, who was drinking tea with sunglasses on, said:
"Look, just keep looking for investors."

"..."

"..."

To Zhou Jingzhi and Xu Haofeng, these words were equivalent to not saying anything.

Wang Jiawei also knew that his words were not nutritious, so he said:

"I'll do the math...not to mention the script and casting. In terms of investment...at least, I still need 1.5 million."

"..."

"..."

The hearts of the two thumped.

Xu Haofeng couldn't help asking:

"Director Wang, does the 1.5 million you mentioned include...the tens of millions of initial investment? Or..."

"It doesn't count, it's just the cost of filming."

"..."

"..."

Xu Haofeng was speechless.

1.5 million, plus the upfront expenses... let's say 6000 million.

That total cost is also 2.1 million.

2.1 billion! ! ! !
And at this moment...

"Jingle Bell……"

Wang Jiawei's cell phone rang.

"It's Zhang Ziyi."

He said.

Zhou Jingzhi frowned again.

"Hey……"

Wang Jiawei answered the phone.

Because the hands-free was not turned on, the two of them didn't know what was said there.

Then I heard Wang Jiawei say:
"There is a problem with this project, and I'm at the Modu Film Factory. If there are no accidents...they may have to withdraw their capital. So I don't know when it will start for the time being."

"Well, I will contact you when I have news."

"BYE."

The phone hangs up.

Wang Jiawei said:

"She asked me if I had any plans for "The Great Master" and when she planned to launch it. She said that she had been practicing Baguazhang..."

Before the words fell, Zhou Jingzhi spoke:

"Old Wang, aside from the script, I think you need to think about it. Whether to use Yang Mi or Zhang Ziyi. Let's not talk about the direction of the story, but just talk about the market. The impact of her current incident is so bad, even if you want to Looking for a new investor, if she is involved in the middle, it will make the work more difficult."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Xu Haofeng again, and continued:

"And... Let me be honest. Yang Mi's interpretation of Gong Er is definitely more suitable... The conflict between you and her is nothing more than a conflict over whether the role of Gong Er should rise to the level of the heroine. But for investors Speaking... Yang Mi's appeal is so much higher than that of Zhang Ziyi who is in this situation now. This is also a bargaining chip to attract investors..."

Wang Jiawei also understood that what Zhou Jingzhi said made sense.

After thinking about it, he also looked at Xu Haofeng:

"Old Xu, can you ask Yang Mi?"

"okay!"

Xu Haofeng responded:
"Then I'll make a call now and ask, first confirm her schedule, and then go back and talk slowly or..."

He meant to ask Wang Jiawei his opinion on his version of the script.

Wang Jiawei thought for a while and said:
"We have to discuss it further. You can ask Yang Mi first, and then we will talk about this story."

"Ok!"

Xu Haofeng quickly dialed Yang Mi's number.

The phone rang many times before I heard Yang Mi's panting voice:
"Hoo...hey, brother, what's the matter?"

"Uh... honey, what are you doing?"

"Just finished a set of gantry frames! Huh...huh...I didn't finish the last move, so I didn't dare to relax."

"So that's how it is..."

"Hmm, brother, what's the matter?"

"It's like this... Your schedule for next year..."

"what?"

Yang Mi, who still had sweat on her forehead, and steam flying from her forehead, held up the phone and subconsciously glanced at the study.

Recalling what the two of them talked about just now...

Then came a sentence without thinking:
"I won't be free next year."

"..."

"..."

"..."

The corners of the three people on the other end of the phone twitched.

People search for her thousands of Baidu.

Suddenly looking back.

There is no one in the dimly lit place...

……

Rewind time 2 hours.

"Hululu... Bah!"

Yang Mi, who spat out toothpaste froth, wiped her mouth with a towel, and threw it on her husband's head who was squatting in the toilet.

"Xiao Xuzi, I appreciate you. Hurry up and smell the fresh breath of the beautiful girl in the morning~"

"..."

Xu Xin was speechless.

I don't understand why she started playing cosplay when she got up early in the morning.

Obviously just played last night.

Today is October 12th.

The last day of 2009.

Although the people of the Celestial Dynasty are not in the Gregorian calendar year, in the final analysis, it also has the meaning of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new.

Early in the morning, Yang Dalin cooked a pot of glutinous rice balls for his daughter and son-in-law.

It means that bad luck rolls away round and round, and good fortune comes like a stream.

For glutinous rice balls, Xu Xin's preferences are average.

But he loves to drink the soup after the glutinous rice balls are cooked.

It is thinner than noodle soup and more fragrant than rice soup.So I didn't eat the glutinous rice balls, but I drank two bowls of the soup with steamed buns.

After eating and drinking enough, Yang Mi began to warm up.

She is a "big practice" today.

once a week.

It is different from the usual Xiao Liuhe, where after standing for half an hour on the pile, it will be over, and then practice yoga and Pilates. Every week, she stipulates for herself that Xingyi and Bagua should be complete. Play a set.

When she had no children, she got up earlier.After the fight, I just went to buy breakfast, and my brother got up.

But now that I have a child and my parents are here to take care of me, I feel a little lazy.

It's not so early in the morning.

Instead, after having breakfast and resting enough, he began to spend the whole morning doing a complete set.

The weather is fine today.

Although it's March [-]th, it's rare for Yanjing to have such ample sunshine in winter.

Yang Mi stood in the yard to warm up, half-closed her eyes and felt that the glass of the greenhouse was dazzling.

And the vacuum cleaner in the house was still humming, which seemed very noisy.

She glanced inside again through the window, and saw her husband sitting in front of the coffee table in the early morning, pouring and drinking by himself, and she felt a little sad.

I am not happy, and you should not be happy either.

"husband!"

"..."

Upon hearing her address, Xu Xin thought it was over.

This bitch is definitely up to something.

Otherwise, who would call her husband in a decent family?
Responded:
"Hey, why?"

"The glass in this greenhouse is so dirty, come and clean it."

"...I'm taking the kids."

"Fart! I saw you drinking tea there! Hurry up!"

"What about the child?"

"Mom, I want to eat braised fish for lunch!"

Xu Xin who was drinking tea, Yang Dalin who was reading the newspaper, and Yang Chunling who was buzzing with the vacuum cleaner were all speechless.

have to.

Knowing that if he didn't hurry up, Xu Xin might collapse in a while, so he could only put down the cup of tea in his hand, put on a ragged jacket, and walked out with something to clean the glass.

This jacket is made of sheepskin, brought from northern Shaanxi.

It's warm and out of the way for work.

It's just a bit dusty to wear.

But it's better than being comfortable.

After going out the door, I turned on the copper wires that heated the glass, and planned to wash it with water in a while.

Xu Xin lit a cigarette, looked at his whole face glowing in the sun, and looked at his wife who looked like a god, Buddha and Bodhisattva, and said casually:
"In our hometown, these jobs are done by the mothers-in-law! Men only drink tea and smoke. The cleaner the house, the more virtuous the mother-in-law!"

"I'm not virtuous. I don't touch the spring water with my ten fingers... Have you ever seen any martial arts hero clean up by himself every day? Heroes come and go, doing things that benefit the country and the people! Feeding horses, cooking, Boiling water and chopping firewood is the work of a young lady!"

"Tsk tsk..."

Hearing this, Xu Xin smacked his mouth.

Ok.

She is really slippery.

No way.

Then pretend to be sick.

"I'm not feeling well right now...I want to go back and lie down."

"Where is it uncomfortable? Bone-setting, acupressure and massage are all necessary skills for us martial arts people. Let me pinch them for you? I'm so good at splitting my muscles and bones!"

"..."

He is a little speechless:

"Won't you give me a little way to live?"

"Oh, why don't you stay with me for a while. I'm alone in the yard, the cold wind is blowing~ Seeing you all warm and drinking tea in the house is more uncomfortable than killing me~"

Xu Xinxin said that you are starting to talk nonsense?
Obviously today is your big practice day.

If you really don’t want to practice, it’s over if you don’t practice.

But when his daughter-in-law acted like a baby, he had to do it even if he didn't want to.

Shaking his head helplessly, after smoking a cigarette, the glass was almost preheated.

Connect the water pipe, and he starts barking.

"Ah bah! You smashed my face!"

"You surnamed Xu did it on purpose!"

"Hi!!!"

The inside and outside of the glass conservatory were scuffed up and down, and under the action of the copper wire, the entire glass surface was covered with heat.

Xu Xin filled half a bucket of water, poured laundry detergent into it, and brushed the glass surface with a mop, saying:
"Did I tell you? When I was a child, I even painted the glass of the big car."

"No. What else?"

"That's right, our family was poor at that time. My dad rode a tricycle and took us two brothers to sell instant noodles. But in summer, there were few big carts, and bowls of noodles couldn't be sold, so we took mops, buckets, etc. to the big cart shop. Then stop the car. The driver of the big car went down to eat, and there are a lot of bugs on this road in summer, they parked the car there, I took the mop, Xu Miao carried the bucket, and we ran to the front of the car."

"Swipe the car?... The front of the big car is so wide... Can you two move it?"

"Who cleans the front of the car? The first day, I rubbed the soap with my hands, rubbed a few bottles of soapy water with a particularly high concentration, and took half a bucket of water. Take a mop and dip it in the soapy water. Xu Miao is taller than me, facing the glass of the big car. After brushing, there is no need to flush. To brush away the traces left by those dirty bug corpses, I will use chalk to draw a five-pointed star on the front bumper..."

"Why? Make a mark?"

"That's right. My dad sat in the shade at the exit of the big car shop. When a car with a five-pointed star came out, he stretched out his hand, and the driver of the big car dropped a fifty cents. Each house has a mark of each house. , whoever’s child does the work, that’s who it is.”

"Then... why is the truck driver so talkative? You only need to clean the glass and he will give you money? What if someone argues that he didn't ask you to clean it, and you did it yourself?"

"Then you have to see if he can run out of our village."

Xu Xin skillfully wiped the glass with a mop, while laughing sarcastically:
"When we are away from home, what we want is to make money through harmony. We don't steal or rob...There are many bugs, and the dirty glass is uncomfortable for anyone to see. I wipe it clean for you, and get a fifty cents. Also keep you safe.

It doesn't matter if you don't give it, you are guaranteed that within 200 meters, someone will throw stones or mud on the windshield of your car.If you throw a stone, you lose a piece of glass.If you throw mud, get out of the car and snatch your wallet... You have no place to cry. "

"Good guy..."

Her husband's words broke Yang Mi's calm state of mind:

"Why do you sound like the car bandit Roadhog?... Then the big car shop you opened must be a black man?"

"Nonsense, in a village that can open a big car shop, who is not all good and cheap? You are not good and cheap, and the noodles are not delicious, so they won't come next time. Do you think the big car drivers are fools? Huh? Our Xujiawan Dache shop has a large amount of noodles, so we can fill our stomachs, and even help people watch oil thieves when we sleep at night. The entire 336 National Highway belongs to our side. The business is the best.”

"But you just said you were throwing mud and stones..."

"It's called a rule."

Xu Xin shook his head:

"When you are away from home, harmony makes money. You respect me one foot, and I respect you one foot. I will give you better food, larger quantities, and rest at night so that you can sleep soundly. What are we trying to do? The goal is to make a lot of money. The driver pays for his hard work. It's what you like and what I want.

But there are people who want to take advantage...then we are troublemakers from poor lands and evil waters, and we are all the culprits.You know that coal was discovered in our village, and after everyone became rich, how many truck drivers wanted the noodles kneaded from the water from the old well in our village... Why can coal be sold so well in our village?In fact, it is also a little bit of word of mouth.

Everyone in Shenmu County and even YL City knows that the people of Xujiawan are notorious for not cheating others, but they are also notorious for daring to go all out.When I was young, my dad and I met road thieves in a car, and when we mentioned the name of our village, those thieves had to obediently call out brother, hand over a cigarette and chat for a few words before they could leave..."

"Then... that Chang always belongs to your village?"

She was talking about the prototype of "Burst the Silence".

Xu Xin shook his head:
"He's not, he's a friend my dad met after he became rich."

"Tsk..."

Yang Mi felt a little emotional:

"No wonder I feel that in your script, the description at the beginning of the big car shop recruiting younger brothers to eat sheep bones is so lifelike. After a long time..."

"Art comes from life. What I write is what I saw when I was a child..."

"For example, the part where a group of people in the mine are viciously looking for trouble?"

"Don't talk nonsense! I'm a good citizen!"

"Hehehe~"

Looking at her husband who was full of desire to survive, Yang Mi shrugged:

"I'm thinking... I'll go back to Shenmu next year and stay for a while."

"Ok?"

Xu Xin, who was brushing the glass, paused:
"Back to Shenmu?"

"Yes. Back to Shenmu, back to the countryside."

Still maintaining a stable stance, Yang Mi responded:
"Take the children back. I think the second old man really cares about the warmth and warmth of our house... and the eldest sister-in-law and the others. There is nothing to do next year. You go to filming, and I will experience life in northern Shaanxi in Shenmu. Find out The feeling of "Cracking the Silent"... I think the beginning of your script is set in Spring and Autumn, right?

After you finished filming "The Hawthorn Tree", let's put the plan of this film on the agenda? ...I think my psychological construction is almost done.My daughter-in-law from northern Shaanxi is always floating outside, and if she doesn't break into the village's warming army, it might become the focus of news in a few years~"

"Hahahahaha..."

Xu Xin immediately understood what she said.

It was nothing more than the last full moon wine, she had to go back and gossip with those seven aunts and eight aunts, and she stopped it by herself.

And when I think of my wife wearing a leather jacket, standing in front of the coal pile, eating melon seeds and chatting with each other...

That life-like temperament made him unable to help laughing.

So he nodded:

"Okay. Anyway, the plane will come down next year, so it's more convenient for you to run at both ends~"

"Uh-huh!"

With a burst of reminders, it reminded Yang Mi that the warm-up was over.

"Okay, I'm going to start...you wash it up quickly, I'm going to practice."

"it is good."

Xu Xin nodded and rushed towards the glass conservatory.

Then he retired.

When there was no one in the yard, she made a Xingyi boxing gesture, and started punching in a rigid manner.

After finishing these two sets of movements, Xu Haofeng called the phone like he had long eyes.

But listening to him asking herself about next year's schedule, Yang Mi simply rolled her eyes.

Remember me now?
Why did you go early.

Do not go do not go.

Don't care about a generation of grandmasters or a generation of missing...

My sister is not playing anymore.

Next year, I will work hard on the script that my husband has been polishing for several years... Now that I have won both the Golden Horse and the Golden Rooster, I am just short of an Oscar.

Once the Oscar statuette is won... Oh yes, I have to brush up on the three major European awards by the way.

When all the awards are almost taken, the film will stop.

Leave a legend of my sister in the rivers and lakes.

Simply delicious!

As for "The Grandmaster"...

Sorry.

Yesterday you ignored me.

Today's me makes you unable to climb up~
Just thinking about it, the door opened.

Seeing her holding up the phone, Xu Xin, who was going out to smoke a cigarette, said in bewilderment:
"Who should I call?"

"Senior brother called and offered to make an appointment with me."

"...?"

Hearing this, Xu Xin was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up:
""the Grand Master"?"

on the other end of the phone.

Xu Haofeng's eyes also lit up.

He heard Xiao Xu's voice.

I could also hear his tone.

like……

There is a door!

　Thirteen thousand!Ask for a monthly pass! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)