Chapter 422: Worship God
Song Zheng's most important thing at the moment is "My Leader, My Group", he was busy with the release of "Nightclub", which delayed the post-production of "My Leader, My Group", and now, the film has been cut out, but it has not been dubbed in the later stage, and there is no soundtrack, but Song Zheng can't wait. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Only by selling this film first, Song Zheng's heart can be steady, as for why it is so urgent, the reason is very simple, the studio has no money.
Before, "My Group, My Group" smashed in more than 10 million, and in the filming and post-production of "Nightclub", more than 8 million went in, "Incense" didn't cost much, it was negligible, and some money had to be set aside.
So much money was thrown out, but now I haven't seen a penny of money, Song Zheng doesn't want to take the house to mortgage anymore, the last time he filmed "Life and Death", there was no funds, and he took the house as a mortgage, that feeling, Song Zheng was enough.
Right now, if you don't sell "My Leader, My Group" first, next month, the salaries of the studio employees will not be settled.
The true god that Song Zheng is going to visit now, he has never seen it before, but he has really admired it for a long time.
CCTV, Yu Shengli!
It's not easy to see this great god, Song Zheng still called the old man Guo in advance, asked the family to help contact him, and then he was allowed to see him.
In fact, if Song Zheng goes to Guo Baochang's path, it will definitely be more convenient, Guo Baochang is old relationship with Yu Shengli, the old man doesn't need to say hello when he enters the door, let alone make any appointments, just push the door and enter.
But Song Zheng can't count on the old man to help him go all his life!
People have led the way, paved the way, and done enough, and then, it's time for him to pounce on himself.
Yoyo waited for an hour, if Song Zheng's previous temper was put aside, he would have been lying out a long time ago, but now it is different, if he has a family and a mouth, he should be mature, but he can't be like when he sang on the street with his children, he didn't agree with a word, and he slammed his fists.
"Director Song! Mr. Yu, please come in!"
When Song Zheng heard this, he hurriedly got up and followed a staff member who was not a few years older than him to Yu Shengli's office.
Knock!
"Please come in!"
Song Zheng hurriedly collapsed his chest and shoulders, looked like a standard door-to-door begger, gently pushed open the door, walked in, and saw a thin middle-aged man sitting behind the office.
"Mr. Yu!"
Yu Shengli didn't have a leader's stand, and when he saw Song Zheng coming in, he stood up and said, "Director Song, I'm sorry, I had a meeting just now, and I made you wait for a long time!"
Song Zheng used to be most annoyed by this kind of diplomatic rhetoric, who was the meeting at noon, Sun Tzu.
But now he is here to beg people, and the fairy is just a fart, and he has to say that it is fragrant.
"Mr. Yu, you are a busy person, I am already grateful for taking the time to meet me!"
Yu Shengli was stunned when he heard this, and he still wondered in his heart, why did he look different from what Guo Baochang said!?
Yu Shengli was on Guo Baochang's phone call yesterday, on the phone, Guo Baochang repeatedly followed him and emphasized that Song Zheng is a natural dog temper, a wild donkey skewer of things, don't recruit him, arch his anger, even if the national leader is sitting opposite, the stubborn donkey still dares to take an ashtray to the leader's head to greet him.
But it's not like that!
Isn't that sensible?
"Ah, Director Song, sit, Xiao Liu, bring a cup of tea to Director Song!"
Song Zheng hurriedly said politely: "Mr. Yu, you don't need to bother, I'm not thirsty!"
Yu Shengli smiled, waved his hand, and asked Xiao Liu, who came in with Song Zheng, to go out first, come out, and sit on the sofa with Song Zheng, his eyes naturally glanced at the several big boxes that Song Zheng put on his legs, no need to ask, it must be a copy of the new drama.
"Director Song, this is here with a baby again?"
Song Zheng hurriedly said: "Isn't this just for begging you for this? You must have heard of the new film before!"
Yu Shengli said with a smile: "That's right! Huayi Brothers' propaganda is so lively, I have also heard about it, before, Guo Lao called me and said that you are filming this time to tell the story of the expeditionary force!"
Song Zheng nodded yes, regarding the subject matter, after he came back from Yunnan, he went to visit Guo Baochang, and the old man also conveyed to him the latest spirit on it by the way.
Fully recognize the important historical achievements played by a certain party in the course of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression!
Therefore, although Song Zheng's film is not the main theme, it can be regarded as closely following the guiding spirit above, and CCTV is aimed at the mouthpiece of the country, so he can't turn his film away because of the subject matter.
Sure enough, Yu Shengli's next words made Song Zheng completely down-to-earth: "I think this theme is very good, now many young people have forgotten what happened back then, this is not good, and we must face up to history and restore history, some real things have happened, as long as they have made outstanding contributions to this country and nation, we should praise and praise!"
I owe you a thumbs up!
Good guy, what you said is tall and magnificent, no wonder the party leaders are there!
"Yes, yes, yes!" Song Zheng directly turned into an echo worm, he couldn't say this, he could only follow the pace of the leader.
Originally, Yu Shengli planned to meet with Song Zheng and ask him to leave the copy and give it away, but after thinking about it again, he felt uneasy, who knows, Song Zheng's head is hot, and what kind of thing he shooted!
"Xiao Liu! Xiao Liu, you go and get me a set of machines, and I'll take a look at Director Song's new film!"
When Secretary Liu heard this, he couldn't help but be confused, and his eyes were different when he looked at Song Zheng, all year round, there were countless people who sent films to CCTV and looked for a way, and he had never seen anyone who could enjoy Song Zheng's treatment.
"What are you doing in a daze!?
"Ahh
The leader moved his mouth, the little soldier broke his leg, and soon a set of portable projection equipment was brought, and Yu Shengli and Song Zheng watched it directly in his office.
There's no intro, and that thing hasn't had time to do yet!
Yu Shengli didn't say anything, Guo Baochang made it clear on the phone yesterday.
The picture gradually brightened, and the first thing that appeared on the picture was Zhang Yi's jet-black face, except for his eyes open, his chest rose and fell slightly, no different from a dead man.
"I forget how many days, I have experienced tension, excitement, anticipation, extravagance, disappointment, despair, and now I only hope that in the next second, a cannonball will fly in, solemnly tear my chest, and tear me ~~~~~~completely apart."