Chapter 339: Xining Film Festival

On July 29, the closing ceremony of the First Youth Film Festival was held.

The day before, the trio of Ning Hao, Huang Bo, and Zhou Jin rushed to Xining by plane.

As for Liu Sisi, she really wants to travel to Xining, but she still has no face to do it when it comes to rubbing the red carpet.

Xining, known as Qingtang City in ancient times.

In the summer, it is cool and crowded with tourists, and the streets are full of tourists wearing jackets and backpacks.

Only the occasional young girl in bright clothes reminds everyone that this is the edge of the empire.

Since they arrived in a hurry and didn't care about playing, they started walking the red carpet after a simple night's rest.

Interestingly, the organizers also presented souvenirs to the guests - a crystal brick per person.

Generally speaking, film festivals that hold awards will get a trophy out, but First Film Festival is more wild, and their trophy is directly a brick.

The implication is to contribute specifically to young filmmakers.

The awards ceremony is in the evening, after walking the red carpet, which belongs to the free communication time of the filmmakers.

Ning Hao had the most old acquaintances, and greeted him all the way, Zhou Jin followed behind him, weighed the brick, and then looked at the back of Huang Bo's head, feeling that this was really a bit convenient.

Huang Bo looked at him vigilantly, "Don't mess around." ”

Zhou Jin said: "Brother Bo, have you ever heard a sentence that when you hold a hammer in your hand, everything looks like a nail." ”

"When you have a brick in your hand, everyone wants to give it to him, right? It's a pity that Lao Xu didn't come. ”

Zhou Jin recalled Xu Zheng's head and nodded thoughtfully.

"Director Ning," a middle-aged woman with short hair and red lips walked over with a smile on her face.

"Teacher Xu, long time no see," Ning Hao greeted her and shook her hand.

The two exchanged pleasantries, and Zhou Jin glanced at Huang Bo, where is this sacred?

Huang Bo took a step forward and said: "Chairman Xu Feng, I have admired it for a long time, the "Farewell My Concubine" you filmed back then has fascinated me for a long time, and now you are running such a big film festival, which really makes me admire." ”

Zhou Jin silently praised Huang Bo, and introduced the origin of Chairman Xu Feng in a few words:

The producer of "Farewell My Concubine" and the chairman of this year's Xining Film Festival.

The two identities are enough to show the depth of her qualifications and background.

"Huang Bo, the big actor, I know you," Xu Feng and Huang Bo laughed, and then looked at Zhou Jin, obviously not knowing each other.

Zhou Jin smiled: "Hello, I'm Zhou Jin, and I've worked with Director Ning on several movies. ”

In the film industry, he is too young, and he doesn't know where to start if he wants to boast.

Ning Hao made up on the side, "He is the producer of "Heart Labyrinth". ”

"Oh, it's rare," Chairman Xu suddenly realized, "Heart Labyrinth is really a good film, and it is really insightful to invest in such a movie." ”

Zhou Jin smiled a little embarrassedly.

He's really incompetent as a producer.

After a few idle words, Xu Feng and Ning Hao walked to the backstage, Zhou Jin and Huang Bo looked at the backs of the two of them, and they were quite touched.

Huang Bodao: "This senior is amazing, with her in Xining, it seems that this film festival is still very interesting." ”

Zhou Jin said: "It's a trick...... How do I feel that when I introduce myself, I am so empty-hearted, and I have nothing to show for it. ”

"Don't you have "Heart Labyrinth", when will you become a producer?" Huang Bo hammered him with a brick.

Zhou Jin said: "I'm just pulling a line, the movie doesn't have much to do with me." ”

"It's not easy to pull the line, I didn't hear Chairman Xu praise you for your good vision, when will I pull the line for me?"

Zhou Jin was startled by his lewd smile, "What are you going to do?"

Huang Bo waved his hand, "It's nothing." ”

But Zhou Jin clearly saw his throat move slightly, and swallowed what he wanted to say again.

Don't rush, sooner or later it will be revealed.

The two of them held bricks and stood in the corridor chatting, coming and going with strange and young faces, suits and leather shoes, with confidence and pride on their faces.

and elderly people like Zhou Jin and Huang Bo, in stark contrast.

Although these two are already successful people, 99% of those young people will fight to death on the street, and it will be difficult to get a chance.

"Mr. Zhou?"

A man had already walked by, but suddenly turned back to look at Zhou Jin.

"Are you...... Xin Yukun," Zhou Jin recognized, "Hey, why are you here?"

"I'm here to communicate," talking to Zhou Jin, Xin Yukun's eyes had already drifted to Huang Bo, "Teacher Huang, look up for a long time, the actor I want to work with the most is you......"

Huang Bodao: "After watching "Heart Labyrinth", I also want to meet you, it's amazing to be able to make a director like this." ”

"You have won the award, and when I was preparing at the time, you were the actor I wanted to find the most. ”

"It doesn't matter, there will be opportunities to cooperate in the future. ”

Huang Bo said, glancing at Zhou Jin, you have this kind of resource, don't you introduce it to me?

Zhou Jin shrugged, who made you pay so much, it is not enough to throw all the investment to you as a salary.

Xin Yukun is also a calm person, seeing that his debut film was well received at the film festival, and seeing Huang Bo again, it is inevitable that he is a little excited.

It just so happened that both of them were rolling around in society, and they had a common language, and they deliberately made friends, and they chatted passionately for a while.

Zhou Jin stood aside and kept smiling, and suddenly felt bored.

Participating in the TV festival, he didn't feel anything, but went back and forth to the film festival, which hit him again and again.

Here, people don't look at popularity, but look at sincerity, dreams and enthusiasm.

It's a pity that Mao Xuewang is not here.

Zhou Jin swore in his heart that when he came here next time, he would definitely bring Mao Dao with him.

"Mr. Zhou," when Zhou Jin deserted, Xin Yukun turned his head and said, "I have a friend who admires you very much, and he is also at the film exhibition, and I really want to meet you." ”

"Oh, what does he admire about me?" Zhou Jin asked with interest.

"Uh......" Xin Yukun was embarrassed.

People just heard that you have money and are willing to invest in newcomers' movies, so I just said politely, do you have to ask what you admire?

He wanted to say it directly, but looking at the bricks in Zhou Jin's hand, he was cowardly again.

"I admire your eighth elder brother for his beautiful scenery, okay?" Huang Bo said roundly: "Why don't we talk together, it's okay for the two of us to stay here anyway." ”

"Okay," Zhou Jin had no choice.

The two followed Xin Yukun to the depths of the venue, and on the way, Zhou Jin casually asked, "What kind of film did your friend make, is there a script?"

Xin Yukun said: "The script is not yet there, he is making a documentary, and the idea is very good, really." ”

"Documentary?" Zhou Jin paused.

Xin Yukun didn't feel anything, and continued: "He found a lot of film and television companies, but no one was willing to vote, and when he thought about it, he really had to sell the house......

"Sell the house?" Zhou Jin followed, and said with a smile: "I also admire your friend very much now." ”

Huang Bo shook his head with a smile when he heard this.

He knows that Zhou Jin has never been interested in those literary films, nor does he look down on special effects and popcorn-style blockbusters, and the only criterion for evaluating the quality of a movie is whether the story is good or not.

As for the documentary?

It's still the end of it.

Now that I'm starting to get started, eighty percent of them are looking at other people's houses.

"There is no market for documentaries now, unless you do the Celestial Empire on the tip of your tongue," Huang Bo kindly reminded.

Xin Yukun said: "I don't know exactly what to do, he said in the play, it seems to be a comfort woman theme...... What's wrong with you two?"