Rebirth of the Wild Age

　　 breeze, cloudy, cool weather.

　　 After arriving in Shenghai, Song Weiyang did not go to the film factory, but took Lin Zhuoyun straight to the drama school.

　　 "What are you doing in school?" Lin Zhuoyun asked.

　　 Song Weiyang said: "Please director."

　　 Lin Zhuoyun said: "The directors are all in the film studio, and the teachers in the school. The teachers have a solid theoretical foundation, but they may not be able to make a good film."

　　 "The theoretical foundation is enough," Song Weiyang laughed. "The MV I want to shoot is that kind of youth idol style. If you let the director of a film studio do it, I'm afraid you will be driven off the track."

　　 The two got out of the taxi and walked straight into the school gate side by side. The guard did not come to stop them.

　　 A 30-year-old man hurried along. Song Weiyang stopped and said, "My friend, where is the director department?"

　　 The man glanced at Lin Zhuoyun, and said non-stop: "Follow me."

　　 "Are you a teacher in the director department?" Song Weiyang asked.

　　 "Student," the man said.

　　 Song Weiyang asked: "Master is about to graduate, right?"

　　 The man said embarrassingly: "I am in a film director class, recruiting students from the society."

　　 Okay, Song Weiyang understands that this so-called "film director class" is a bit similar to the "MBA training class" he studied in his previous life. Initiated by a regular university, after a simple screening, you can basically go to school after paying for it, and a certificate will be issued after the completion of the course.

　　 Useful knowledge can definitely be learned, because the lecturers are all regular professors, and it depends on whether you work hard.

　　 Song Weiyang completely ignored the other's embarrassment, and said with a smile: "Great, I am also going to apply for the film director class, maybe we will still be brothers in the future."

　　 The man’s embarrassment disappeared instantly, and he became a little more enthusiastic: "Then you come at an untimely time, and you will only enroll another student next year."

　　 "Then can I listen to it?" Song Weiyang asked.

　　 "Auditing is okay, as long as you don't make trouble," the man said, "Ms. Wei is a very good person. Even if you are an audit student, he will comment on your homework."

　　 Song Weiyang said, "That's great! I need to take care of my brother in the future, I don't know what is the name of the brother?"

　　 "Menggui's surname Hu, Hu Xuejun." The man said.

　　 Song Weiyang asked again: "Can students from our film director class really become directors?"

Hu Xuejun shook his head sadly: “It’s a bit difficult. After all, I can’t get a formal undergraduate diploma. I can go to the advertising company to follow the mess. If relevant, I can also enter the local TV station and run errands as a handyman in the TV crew. Learn skills and accumulate resources."

　　 "You can also make your own films. I heard that there are any independent films abroad." Song Weiyang said.

　　 "That's too difficult, the students of the regular director department can't play it." Hu Xuejun said.

　　 Song Weiyang asked: "Does our school have such students?"

Hu Xuejun thought for a while and said: "There is one, and he is still in his junior year. He bought a 16mm camera from nowhere last year and made a 15-minute short film. He actually was shortlisted in a short film unit abroad. That way, he didn't get the prize, and no one bought the film, but he was in debt after going abroad for a few days."

　　 "What's his name?" Song Weiyang asked.

　　 "Jin Peng." Hu Xuejun said.

　　 "Thank you, brother," Song Weiyang waved his hand, "I'll go to the Academic Affairs Office to ask, let's talk another day, I invite you to dinner!"

　　 Hu Xuejun said: "Okay, the film director class only has classes from Friday to weekend, so don't come to listen at other times."

　　 Song Weiyang smiled and said, "Thank you for reminding, goodbye!"

　　 "Goodbye!" Hu Xuejun quickened his pace, seeming to be rushing to class.

　　 Song Weiyang turned around and said to Lin Zhuoyun: "Let's go, find that Jin Peng."

Lin Zhuoyun didn't move, but stared at Song Weiyang for a long time: "Director Xiao Song, I didn't see it. You said that you didn't blink. If you didn't come to Shenghai with you, I would have thought. You really want to go to that director's class."

　　 "Hehe, white lie." Song Weiyang said.

　　 "Big liar," Lin Zhuoyun cursed with a smile, and asked, "Are you really going to find a student to shoot?"

Song Weiyang said: "Let's see the situation. The students are better at calling and accepting new things, and the other party can be selected for the International Film Festival, which shows that they still have the basic skills. If you really want to find a professor or director, they must follow their own. I want to shoot, and then I won’t be able to express my opinion."

　　 Lin Zhuoyun said: "Anyway, what you say makes sense."

　　 asked someone to inquire for a while, and Song Weiyang finally found that Jin Peng.

　　 This person is about twenty-five or sixteen years old, wears glasses, is thin and has long hair. He is quite surprised and said: "You guys are looking for me to make a short music video?"

　　 "It's a MV to be precise." Song Weiyang said.

　　 Jin Peng said: "The translation is almost the same."

　　 "But there is a difference in content," Song Weiyang said, "The MV is mainly composed of songs, and there are almost no lines. Please take a look at the script I wrote."

　　 Jin Peng took it over and turned it over, disdainfully said: "What mess, even the format is wrong. It is neither a literary script nor a camera script. The whole thing is different."

　　 Song Weiyang was despised and didn't get angry. He laughed and said, "I'm an amateur, so I have to hire professionals."

　　 "No time." Jin Peng turned and left.

　　 Song Weiyang shouted: "You make a price!"

　　 Jin Peng took a few steps, then turned around and said, "5000...er, 3000 will do."

　　 Song Weiyang said: "A bit too much."

　　 "Love or not, goodbye!" Jin Peng didn't have a good temper.

　　 Song Weiyang said: "5,000 yuan, you call up the entire crew, including the lighting engineer, and the salary will be deducted from that 5,000 yuan. Also, you are responsible for renting the shooting equipment, and I will pay the rent separately."

　　 Jin Peng said, "Give me the script, see you at school tomorrow!"

　　 "There are also song tapes." Song Weiyang also handed over the copy of "A Thousand Paper Cranes".

　　 Lin Zhuoyun watched Jin Peng leave and asked, "Is it all right?"

　　 "It's very simple, there is no need to make it so complicated." Song Weiyang laughed.

　　……

　　 Things are really simple~www.readwn.com~ What students lack most is practice.

　　 The film industry in mainland China has been cooling off these days. Even if the film studio has a production system, it may not be possible to find a film. The students of the drama school, let alone get paid, even if they are rushing for nothing, just to add a little practical experience.

　　 Jin Peng not only brought in classmates and set up the crew within a day, but even found a professor to do technical guidance.

　　 First of all, the shooting location was established, and shopping malls, the Bund, hospitals, bridal shops and other places were selected. The main shooting location was set up in the rehearsal room of the Drama Academy. At that time, hundreds of paper cranes would be stringed and hung inside, and some wind chimes would have to be hung. With a blower, the paper cranes rang with the wind chimes.

　　 Next, Song Weiyang took Lin Zhuoyun to the mall to pick clothes. It doesn't have to be a famous brand, the most important thing is youth fashion, and it must show the charm of the hero and heroine.

　　 Then, Song Weiyang's family went to run, begging others to borrow the venue to shoot. Under the sign of Shenghai Theatre Academy, he said that the school organizes students to shoot a patriotic gift film, and he also promised to give credit to others at the end of the film, but he was frustrated and finally obtained the permission of those units to assist in filming.

　　Even the hospital promised to vacate a superior ward...

　　 After running back and forth for several days, Lin Zhuoyun followed the whole process and thoroughly experienced Dr. Ma's deceptive methods.

　　 The day before the shooting started, Lin Zhuoyun said very seriously: "Everything you say in the future, I will not believe it, whoever believes is a fool!"

　　 "I like you!" Song Weiyang said with a serious expression.

　　 "Huh?" Lin Zhuoyun was stunned for a moment, and then became embarrassed, eager to punch, "Go away!"

　　 "Hahahaha!" Song Weiyang laughed and ran away.

　　 Female Wenqing or something, it was amused.