Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 92 Miss Hu Die has something to say

Montage?

After Bao Guowei's paragraph, everyone's mind was like a magic voice, constantly echoing this term.

Although there are still some people in the venue who don't understand, it is no longer important. At this moment, the term and explanation have been deeply reflected in their minds.

In particular, Director Bu's performance has said everything. The discussion here today may be a milestone in the history of domestic films in the future.

There was no longer any contempt in the eyes of everyone looking at Bao Guowei. On the contrary, countless people cast envious glances.

Many people present couldn't help but start to imagine, if they were standing there now, with the corners of their lips curled up in high spirits, how much would they be!

Bu Wancang could no longer suppress his emotions. He stood up from his seat, came to Bao Guowei's side, grabbed Bao Guowei's shoulders with both hands uncontrollably, and said excitedly.

"Bingwen! Bao Bingwen! No! Mr. Bingwen!"

Bao Guowei looked confused, almost thinking that this man was going to hit him, but he didn't expect that his words were very respectful.

"How on earth did you come up with those words? No. Where on earth did you learn this theory."

Bu Wancang lost his composure for a moment. He even suspected that the other party's teacher was not Zhang Taiyan, but a certain foreign film master.

Bao Guowei was a little embarrassed. For a moment, he forgot about this. Now this guy has finished pretending, but how should he explain it?

He turned to look at Zhang Taiyan, thinking that the other party might be able to help him out, but Zhang Taiyan was also staring at him with a questioning look on his face.

Almost everyone in the venue was looking this way, and a few people had already gathered around.

Secretly sighing, Bao Guowei could only answer bravely: "Mr. Bu misunderstood, I didn't learn this theory from anywhere, I just watched this movie by chance. As you know, I am more I am good at summarizing and analyzing, so I talked about it casually and made everyone laugh."

After saying this, everyone in the venue suddenly lost their composure.

Saw it by chance?

Are you better at summarizing and analyzing?

Just a casual chat?

Each of these words seems normal, but together they feel so awkward.

There is an urge to beat Bao Guowei.

Bu Wanchang waved his hands repeatedly and said: "Bingwen must not be self-effacing. This analysis is meticulous and provides a clear summary of the creative technique of montage. If you really summarize and analyze it, then you are a rare genius in the film industry. !”

After a pause, he seemed to have forgotten the existence of Zhang Taiyan next to him, his eyes shone with light, and he said with some expectation: "I wonder if Bingwen is interested in learning about film shooting and creation. You are still very young now, as long as you follow me. "

"uh-huh!"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a heavy cough. Zhang Taiyan stood up from the side, put his arm around Bao Guowei's shoulders, glared at Bu Wancang, and then said with a smile.

"My beloved disciple Bao Bingwen, everyone is laughing at me. Now I am studying Chinese traditional culture with me. I'm afraid I won't be able to dabble in too much."

Bu Wanchang's face suddenly stiffened, and for a moment he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. He was so excited just now that he forgot that Bao Guowei was Zhang Taiyan's disciple!

Aren't you poaching in front of his master?

I suddenly panicked. Will Mr. Taiyan write an article to scold himself?

I can’t write articles, so if I get scolded, should I make a movie to retaliate? There was some hesitation for a moment.

At this time, someone finally came to the rescue.

Liming Wei had already come to the back of the crowd. When he saw Bu Wancang was in an embarrassing situation, he immediately came up and said.

"Whether it is the film industry, the literary world, the art world, the music world, etc., to put it bluntly, they are all literary and artistic circles, and the concepts of literary and artistic works are basically the same."

He cupped his hands and continued: "If there is an opportunity in the future, I hope to cooperate with Brother Bingwen and create movies together."

Between these two sentences, everyone's face was taken into consideration, and the awkward atmosphere eased.

Bao Guowei's eyes lit up. He did have the idea of ​​participating in film creation, but it must have been through the adaptation of literary works. If he really learned how to film and screenwriter, he would definitely have caught the chance.

Then he cupped his hands and said.

"If there is an opportunity in the future, I must have a good exchange with Mr. Li."

Zhang Tianyu's brows furrowed tightly, forming the character "Sichuan". He was not affected by the reaction of the people next to him and thought for a long time in his head.

After a long time, he sighed and said, "That's it."

Then, he stood up very freely and saluted to Bao Guowei.

"Xian Bingwen, I, Mr. Zhang, have been thinking about it for a long time, and I can only understand a rough idea of ​​the montage technique. But seeing the reactions of Mr. Bu and Mr. Li, the correct answer has already explained everything. It was me, Mr. Zhang, who was previously People are offended.”

Everyone was convinced when they saw the always serious Mr. Zhang. No matter how slanderous they were, they no longer dared to have any doubts. This was the approval of three professionals in the literary and art circles!

Seeing the commotion in the venue, Hu Die, who was sitting in the corner, was stunned for a moment. She looked closely at the young man who was surrounded by everyone in the center.

She is an actor. Even if she does not participate in the director's editing process, she still has her own understanding of the movie's shots.

Montage may be very abstract and distant to her, but the touch it stirs in her heart is unimaginable.

For a moment, I stared at Bao Guowei's face talking to the people around him, and he was a little crazy.

"Mr. Bao Bingwen, can I ask you a question?"

A clear male voice suddenly came from the crowd. He sounded young but full of energy.

Everyone's chatter and laughter were interrupted, and then they turned to look at the awkward young man standing in the corner.

"You just answered the first question, but isn't the second question more critical? Faced with the invasion of foreign films, Chinese people worship foreigners and favor foreigners. What should we do?"

As soon as this question came up, many people looked surprised.

Yes, there is one question that remains unanswered. If Bao Guowei can solve the first question, can he still have such an opinion on the second question?

Bu Wancang smiled slightly, and before Bao Guowei could speak, he stood up and spoke first.

"Little brother, how about I answer this question for you?"

"Our country's films lag behind foreign countries, often in terms of industry and technology, but Mr. Bingwen has just brought us the concept of montage, which is a big step forward in today's domestic film theory."

"As Mr. Bingwen said, we filmmakers must have such a consciousness. We should not only shoot movies for the dignitaries, but also for the general public, so that more people can be sensible and sensible, and inspire the majority of people. Patriotic feelings, this problem is no longer a problem." He now calls Bao Guowei as Mr. Bingwen in his words.

Bao Guowei looked at Bu Wancang in surprise. These words did not even occur to him, but after the other party's explanation, they became clear.

Sure enough, there has never been a shortage of talents in this era. As long as they have a spark like theirs, they can shine as much as they want with just a click!

"But."

The young man still didn't seem to understand and wanted to argue something.

At this time, Bao Guowei finally spoke, and his face revealed the last words that came to his mind.

"Mr. Bu has already said it very well, but I would like to add one more thing."

"We used to worry that moviegoers would be influenced by foreign films and would worship foreigners in the long run. That was because the audience was high-ranking officials and gentlemen."

He smiled coldly.

"For these people, foreign countries are naturally good and have a good life."

"But after we change the audience, if we target ordinary people, for them, foreign countries are a place of fantasy. Compared with the stories of foreigners abroad, aren't our country's own movies more popular?"

"If the root is here, then the problem will no longer be a problem."

After he finished speaking, the place was very quiet for a while.

As soon as Bao Guowei said these words, the coffin board was tightly closed for today's debate, and he even kicked it twice and added nails.

No one has any objections.

But some people's faces suddenly became confused, because they thought about it, weren't these gentlemen talking about themselves?

Some people looked excited.

For example, the young man who asked the question opened his mouth, then his eyes were firm, as if he had recognized something, and he clenched his fists.

Bu Wancang's eyes were shining when he looked at Bao Guowei now, as if he had seen a close friend.

Liming Wei thought about it and continued to add to Bao Guowei: "The ordinary people here are not just workers or farmers, but also thousands of ordinary people from all walks of life!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience suddenly became happy again.

Even Bao Guowei couldn't help but admire Mr. Li. His emotional intelligence was really high! And every time, I patch myself with words.

And in an unknown corner, there was a person who secretly wrote down all today's conversation and decided to publish it in the newspaper so that people from all walks of life in Shanghai could see the peerless style of a young man tonight!

"Tonight is like watching a hearty battle! It's really exciting!"

In the conversation just now, Du Yuesheng thought that he was clueless and could hardly say a word. He didn't start talking until it was over.

"However, we still need to talk about matters related to the epidemic fundraising in Zhijiang Province."

But in fact, the preparations for the fundraising ceremony are almost the same, and most of them follow a single process.

The only special thing is that Hu Die was invited to participate in the fundraising ceremony.

Regarding the performance at the fund-raising ceremony, Hu Die had no doubts at this moment and immediately nodded in agreement.

"I can prepare an opera. If I can contribute to the prevention and control of the epidemic, I will be happy to do so."

"So good!"

Du Yuesheng immediately nodded in praise.

Soon, tonight's banquet officially ended.

Before leaving, people from all walks of life inevitably came over to chat with Bao Guowei. Zhang Taiyan was talking about something with Du Yuesheng, and Bao Guowei could only deal with it by himself.

In particular, the two filmmakers, Liming Wei and Bu Wancang, almost called themselves brothers. Seeing that Zhang Taiyan was not around, they even hinted that he could secretly study film and so on.

Bao Guowei was suddenly sweating profusely.

When the people were almost gone, a crisp and pleasant voice suddenly came over.

"Mr. Bingwen, I don't know you"

Bao Guowei looked towards the sound and saw that it was Hu Die. He immediately said with a warm smile on his face.

"Miss Hu Die, if you have anything to say, it doesn't matter."

Hu Die was holding a small bag in her hand and wearing an extremely close-fitting cheongsam. Her eyes were wandering, as if she was having trouble speaking.

It took her a long time to organize her words.

"The fundraiser has just been set for three days. I still need to rehearse an opera. I hope Mr. Bingwen can come and give me some guidance."

"Ok?"

Bao Guowei raised his eyes.

　It’s so difficult when I don’t have manuscripts saved. I can only write and publish now.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)