I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 505: 503. Don't say that, I don't like it

Chapter 505 503. Don't say that, I don't like it

"What are you thinking?"

"Well."

Xu Xin, who came back to his senses, saw Lao Lang and MIUMIU walking in hand in hand, and he greeted with a smile:

"I'm back."

"I've been back for a while, thinking that there is no one in this room, thinking about warming my hands... Only then did I realize that you are here."

Lang Lang said as he sat down in front of a piano that was incompatible with the Chinese style of the tea room.

As for how this piano appeared here...

That's the story of a younger brother messing around with his older brother's villa.

Xu Miao basically doesn't live here. Even if he comes to Xi'an, he always lives with the old man.

Or in other words, he may not even remember that he still has a villa here.

During this period of time, my brothers lived here, and Lang Lang is a piano artist. Although the piano is not sailing against the current, you have to touch it for two or three days.

This interval is the limit.

If his overseas fans knew, when he returned to China, he would play live CS with his friends in the villa, or drink and play video games... Xu Miao's house would definitely be blown up.

But he is very playful.

Since the soft bullet gun arrived, MIUMIU has been a hostage of beautiful women four or five times.

At the beginning, she still thought that she could be in Director Xu's play, and she could show some acting skills... But later, she was beaten by this group of people's competitive state, which started at 15 rounds at every turn, and lost all confidence.

From struggling in a decent backhanded chair, to now being a hostage, I just sit on the sofa and brush my phone honestly, listening to my boyfriend looking for a place to be a wife when he is full of villas.

She was already at peace.

In the final analysis, the piano is an art.

Xu Xin thinks that this family really needs some artistic skills, which is much more normal than the painting style of the four gentlemen lying on the ground every day, under the sofa, under the bed, or looking for bullets in any corner.

So, my brain got hot, and I didn't think much about it, so I asked the old wolf to send Taiwan Steinway over.

Steinways are trifles.

The promise they made is that no matter where Lang Lang is in the world, if he wants a Steinway, they can deliver it within 48 hours.

Can be delivered only to find out...

There is no place to put it in the villa.

It's not that there is no place, just... it doesn't fit anywhere.

Finally, Wang Sicong slapped his forehead:

"When we drink tea, let the old wolf play the piano for us, isn't it good? When he's in a good mood, reward him with a pot of tea. When he's in a bad mood, use the pot as a grenade to blow him 86 drops of blood. Isn't it perfect?"

So, the piano was placed in the tea room.

Not to mention...

Really enjoyed it.

A world-renowned piano artist is playing the piano there, and three people are sitting in front of the tea table chatting and bragging. The artistic conception...ordinary people really can't understand it.

The most important thing is... people support song requests!

Playing the nunchuck on the piano, after one set, the fingers of the person who played it were numb, and the face of the person who sang was flushed.

The front is tired, but the back is angry.

Damn it, you actually drive at double speed! Could my song be faster?

It seems that the door to a new world has been opened~

"Ding ding dong dong..."

The soothing piano sound sounded again.

Playing with one hand, and holding an iced coffee that he didn’t know where to buy in the other hand, Lang Lang looked at Xu Xin, who was waving his hand to reject the coffee handed over by his girlfriend, and just continued to stare at the phone in a daze, and asked:

"What's wrong with you? You've been frowning for the past two days."

"I...ah."

He sighed:

"It's still the same thing I said yesterday, I'm thinking about how to have the best of both worlds..."

As soon as Lang Lang heard it, he knew what he was talking about.

The matter of the fresh blood from Xiying Studio.

Or, in the mouths of the brothers, "reverse version growth" thing.

Although I admire the artistic concept of director Tian Shuanghe, I also agree that movies are "not all about money."

But indeed, no matter in any era, going upstream is the most difficult thing to do.

Not to mention anything else, just look at the current director's income.

Any "remuneration theory" or "dividend theory" is a thing of the past.

Now it is "remuneration + dividends".

This precedent, although it cannot be said that Feng Xiaogang initiated it, but it is definitely him who carried it forward.

Starting from "A World Without Thieves", he set off a new way of director's salary income.

After a "A World Without Thieves" made tens of millions, basically all directors began to follow the gourd, imitating him, and opened their mouths to the cooperation method of "how much salary I want + how much box office dividend".

There must be no problems with this method.

He is a great director, so it is normal to get more points.

What's more, Hollywood is also divided in the same way.

We are learning from advanced international experience and in line with internationalization.

And in the long run, there is nothing wrong with doing so.

But the problem is that China's market is far worse than Hollywood.

Xiying Studio is not stingy either.

It's not that they can't give the way of remuneration + dividends.

Xu Xin saw the crux of the problem only after jumping out of this circle and looking back.

This method of "remuneration + dividends" is too easy to attract those big capitals to flood into the market. In the circle of directors or actors, I am afraid that everyone's income will increase.

Things are definitely good.

But for Xiying Film Studio, which wants to absorb more young blood with artistic pursuits, while commercializing, it can't forget the original intention of the film. Basically, it can be said to be completely opposite.

It's not that they are weak.

But from the very beginning, they are not as attractive as others.

They lack the capital to attract young directors to invest.

Because it is also a two-way choice.

Young directors have artistic dreams and want to make their own contributions to film art.

The factory provides them with this platform to let them realize their dreams.

This is a serious industrial chain cycle.

But first of all, the factory wants to publicize itself.

Attract others to vote.

The situation that everyone is facing now is that if the attraction is not great, there will be few people. If the attraction is strong enough, it will attract not only those fireflies, but also endless moths and mosquitoes.

How to choose among these, Xu Xin's headache is this.

Say something very heartbreaking.

He accounts for the bulk of the factory's revenue.

And the money he earns, he must hope that good steel can be used wisely.

Would you allow a stranger to squander your hard earned money?

This is the truth.

Logically speaking, there is no need for him to worry about this matter. It is a matter of the factory. Even the money in the factory is in the factory...

But the nature of the matter is not of this nature.

It doesn't matter if you say he is worrying about the sky, or you say he is worrying about it.

He is now wondering how to make this industry form a positive cycle.

That is: "Talented director (discovered) - Western Film Studio and its docking (discuss cooperation) - release good works (attract more people This set of circular links has been completely established.

Instead of casting a wide net, trying to find that golden bean from so many directors who talk about hype and have straws in their chests every year.

So, during these two days of free time, Xu Xin mainly thought about this matter.

But Lang Lang can't help with this matter.

Because of his own growth experience... Although it can be said that he came from a poor family, he really didn't pay much attention to the underlying ecology.

In other words, in the field of piano, no matter how low the starting point of a genius is, it cannot be compared with some mediocre talents. Not to mention someone like him who is talented and knows how to work hard.

And his road to fame is just playing one piece after another.

This is consistent with Xu Xin's statement that "the director must first be himself, fame and fortune will come naturally", but it is limited to this.

On a large level, his thinking is not so comprehensive.

Because he is also pure enough.

So, what he can do is put the coffee on the piano and start playing some music that is very suitable for friends to listen to when they are thinking.

But God is not beautiful.

Amidst the elegant and soothing piano sound, a burst of IPHONE ringtones blended in.

interrupted this magnificent melody.

"..."

Xu Xin glanced at the phone, and waved to Lang Lang with some doubts.

The sound of the piano stops, and the handsfree of the phone is turned on:

"Hello?"

"Hey, Director Xu, hello, I'm Song Wen."

"Well, hello hello."

Xu Xin smiled politely:

"Congratulations, the film festival has come to a successful conclusion."

Although he didn't pay specific attention to the awards of this year's film festival, he still had to say some polite words.

Song Wen quickly responded:

"Hey, thank you Director Xu for your concern."

"Haha, Mr. Song called me, what's the matter?"

"…have."

Song Wen looked at several co-founders including Li Ziwei in the small office, and said nervously:

"Yes... I want to ask Director Xu about something."

"Well, tell me. What's wrong?"

Xu Xin's tone was still relaxed.

"It's like this, Director Xu..."

Looking away from several partners, he looked at the laptop in front of him.

On the screen of the laptop, the message "July 3rd! The news that the establishment ceremony of the Talent Exchange Center of Xiying Film Studio will be held soon” is particularly eye-catching.

"I want to ask about the news about the talent exchange center of Xiying Film Studio."

"…news?"

Xu Xin's first reaction was that something went wrong, and asked:

"What's the news? Where is it?"

"Just the news about the celebration. This is on the official website of Xiying Studio~"

"Well…"

Heaved a sigh of relief, Xu Xin said:

"President Song just asked, this project... I also participated in it, and I know some things in more detail."

While talking, he also took the laptop and opened the website.

Want to see what was said.

As a result, when I opened the website, I saw this news article that was just published today.

The theme is to inform everyone that on July 3, the establishment ceremony of the talent exchange center of Xiying Film Studio will be held. The following is the purpose of the establishment.

are all official words, quite normal.

At this time, he heard Song Wen say:

"I would like to ask, this..." supporting the film and television art industry chain, providing guarantee for the cultivation of film talents, and making Xi'an a famous film and cultural city in the future. "This sentence…"

"Uh-huh."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Xu Xin also found the words written at the end of this piece of news.

"What's wrong?"

"...Director Xu, are you planning to hold a film festival?"

When he said this, unconsciously, a look of apprehension appeared on Song Wen's face.

Other people in the office are also like this.

But Xu Xin was stunned by the question.

A bolt of lightning struck in my mind.

yes.

yes!

Why didn’t I think of it before…

In the morning of the interview, the yearning gazes of the young directors in the audience looked at him instantly.

Film Festival?

yes!

Film Festival!

How could he forget the best way to stimulate domestic demand by external force?

Don’t know what to use to find reliable fresh blood?

Use a film festival!

Find good seedlings with potential, invest and support them, and bring better film works to everyone.

This trick...

Why didn't he think of it!

Holding a film festival that is full of gold and can be recognized professionally, this "dead knot" will be untied! ?

His eyes lit up instantly.

but…

Perhaps it was because the thinking time was too long, and Song Wen, who couldn't wait for the reply, continued to ask:

"Director Xu...? Hello?"

"Well, I'm here."

In an instant, Xu Xin, whose brain began to speed up, responded.

went on to say:

"Well, I really don't know much about this matter. But...Since Mr. Song called, it must not be as simple as just asking, right? Just speak up if you have something to say."

Although he said so, he probably already had an estimate as to why Song Wen called.

If nothing unexpected happens, do they want to cooperate?

Or encountered any difficulties?

He guessed.

as expected.

"Then... I'll tell Director Xu directly. We did... encountered some difficulties."

Speaking of this, Song Wen inevitably sighed.

"Sigh... our qualification to host next year may be withdrawn."

"Retract?"

Half of Xu Xin's heart is "as expected", and the other half is full of doubts:

"Why? You have complete procedures and no illegal operations. Why were you taken back?"

"It's like this. The film exhibition is over. According to the procedure, we have to summarize the entire film exhibition process and submit it to the above. Then we will file after we get the qualification for the next year. Only then can we start work. But …After the film festival was over and we submitted the summary, it was rejected because of the venue.”

"The venue?...Isn't it possible to pass in the middle?"

"Yes. The school is not a large-scale business place and does not have relevant functions. I didn't care about this before, but this time I suddenly started to take it seriously. So... we will not be able to hold similar film exhibitions in the school in the future.

Then...we started looking for a new venue, but the venue that can hold film exhibitions must have the nature of comprehensive cultural activities. And this kind of venue needs to get a power of attorney from the relevant local department before it can be approved... We can't get it under the premise that the school can't provide support. "

"..."

Hearing this, Xu Xin thought for a while and asked:

"The reason why you can't get it is...?"

"Yanjing's review of such large-scale activities is extremely strict. We have the support of the school in front, and we can use the school. But outside of the school, we are no different from those ordinary large-scale gatherings."

Song Wen sighed again:

"Sigh... Even if we don't mention the formalities, the cost of our site occupying more than seven days is a huge expense. Of course, as long as the sponsorship can be obtained, this condition can be overcome. The main thing is the formalities... We can't get it come down."

"If it's not held in Yanjing..."

"Then this set of procedures has no legal effect. Our formalities are in Yanjing City, so we can only hold activities in Yanjing City. If we change places, we have to go through a set of procedures again."

When he said this, Xu Xin probably understood what he meant.

After thinking about it, he said:

"So... What does Mr. Song mean? Don't get me wrong, I mean, although I don't know if there is any idea of holding a film festival in the factory, I can ask this point. Even if there is, then we can't cooperate with you, It will be held in Yanjing. This is Xi'an."

"I know…"

Song Wen smiled wryly:

"Actually, I have other plans for calling you. Because if this goes on, the film exhibition may really not be able to go on without an investment company. Then...we have been looking for other Opportunity. Mr. Xu, do you remember that I mentioned to you last time that there are companies that want to invest in our business?"

"Well, I remember."

Xu Xin thought for a while and said:

"Seven million, right?"

"Yes, this is on the premise that several of us jointly retain 15% of the equity. We have studied it in the past few days. If we sell all this procedure, we can probably get back about 9 million in funds."

"All sold?"

"Yes, all sold!"

Song Wen's voice was more determined:

"If our hard work is no longer pure because of the power of money, then we all think that there is no need to continue. Based on this foundation, we want to take the money and start a new stove in another city. Looking for this opportunity, Ziwei has also been paying attention to the movements of Xiying Studio. So... we can invest!"

It seems that there is really no good entry point.

When Song Wen said this, although Xu Xin knew that he was sincere, he still wanted to laugh.

Brother...

Even if you can get thousands of dollars, but...we don't necessarily want you if you have money.

Because we have no shortage of…

But under the ridiculous words, Xu Xin understood their sincerity.

"So, do you still want to continue the program flow at the film festival?"

"Yes! To tell you the truth, before we made this call, we had actually been researching. We think that West Film Studio should be the kind of company that doesn't only care about money when it comes to movies! And the talents this time In the center, we don't think it will be a small move.

If...Director Xu, I mean if, if West Film Studio really wants to cultivate our country's own film culture, the kind of film festival that only lasts for one or two days really can't cultivate anything..."

"Haha~ Mr. Song, this statement is too absolute. The essence of the film festival is also an honor established to encourage more filmmakers."

Corrected Song Wen's wording indiscriminately. Xu Xin, who had already understood the general idea, thought about it and said:

"I also understand Mr. Song's meaning. Indeed, sometimes the body is too strong, but if the spirit is too weak, the will will be easily shaken. And this is not unfounded worry, the spirit is hard work, and walking on two legs is the way to go." It's our tradition."

"...???"

"????"

"...?"

Don't talk about the people in Song Wen's office.

Even Lang Lang and MIUMIU were confused by Xu Xin's words.

This word...

Why is it so familiar?

It seems to be often heard on the news.

But the accent that I think is nonsense...

Why is it so appropriate to use it here at this moment?

Director Xu... so official?

While thinking about it, Xu Xin said:

"Well, about the film festival, how about I go back and ask the factory what it means? Or if Mr. Song is free, why not come over on the 3rd to hold a show, how about it?"

"Huh?...We can go!?"

Song Wen looked happy.

"Of course, the more people there are, the more lively it will be."

Xu Xin responded with a smile:

"Then let's meet in Xi'an on the 3rd, how about it?"

It's weird.

Xu Xin obviously didn't say whether the film festival can or cannot be done.

But the invitation he sent made the eyes of Song Wen and the others light up.

…

The phone hangs up.

Xu Xin checked the time.

Early at 3 o'clock.

He thought for a while, then got up directly:

"I'll go to the factory."

"just go."

Lang Lang nodded and watched Xu Xin leave without asking any further questions.

About the film festival, the brothers actually talked about it in the car when they accompanied Lao Xu to participate in the Golden Rooster.

Although the topic was not discussed thoroughly, it did not prevent the China Film Festival from establishing an image of "distributing pork" in his heart.

With this established impression, based on his understanding of Lao Xu, he can understand why he seems so enthusiastic about it.

Because in essence, Lao Xu's heart is actually simpler than that of a child.

It’s like the famous line of Mr. Chang Siye in Mr. Lao She’s "Tea House":

"I love the Qing Dynasty, I am afraid it will end!"

Old Xu loves movies, so everything he does is for movies.

Unfortunately, my brothers can't help much.

Otherwise, if they were all in the same industry and helped each other, it wouldn't be so hard for Lao Xu to go by himself.

He was full of regret.

But Gong Xinliang, who was also an observer, suddenly walked to her boyfriend after confirming that Xu Xin had left:

"Husband, is Xu Xin going to have a film festival?"

"Um."

Lang Lang responded, and the piano sound like mountains and flowing water still did not stop.

But hearing this, Gong Xinliang suddenly said:

"very nice."

"how?"

Lang Lang said something casually.

It was a random question, but I heard my girlfriend say:

"If this film festival is successful, it will depend on his ability. If a great director, West Film Studio, and a film festival with a lot of weight are around him... then everyone will have to bow their heads when they see him? Especially actors, in the future he will How high is Hemimi's status?"

"Boom!"

The gorgeous and beautiful movement was instantly interrupted by this dissonant note.

Lang Lang's brows instantly became pimples.

"...?"

Gong Xinliang was stunned for a moment, and asked in bewilderment:

"What's the matter?"

"..."

Facing his girlfriend's eyes, he was 100% sure in his heart that when Lao Xu was doing this, he definitely didn't have such thoughts in his heart, but opened his mouth with a pure love for movies.

He wants to say something.

Even angry.

I feel that she has insulted the pure dream of her friend.

The dream that the more flashy you are, the more rare it becomes!

Can…

He is not willing to say harsh words to his girlfriend.

Not to mention that when Wheel was chatting two days ago, when he talked about the two bad friends around him when his ex-girlfriend got married, he actually sang "My girlfriend is married, the groom is not me", which hurt the family, he said Pass:

"Hey, I'm not really angry. I think it's stupid to quarrel with my girlfriend because of my friends, or quarrel with my friends because of my girlfriend."

The sound of the wheels beside his ears made him choose to shut up.

But when his fingers started to play again, he felt a little uncomfortable again.

For the first time, he looked at his girlfriend seriously, and said word by word:

"Don't think about Lao Xu that way! I don't like it."

"Well…"

Gong Xinliang's eyes were full of astonishment.

Some don't understand why my husband suddenly started to be serious.

Obviously... she is right.

If such a powerful film festival really comes out, then Xu Xin and Mimi will be very powerful in the future.

Did you make a mistake?

You are right.

Why are you doing this...