Chapter 374: Your Grandpa Fainted!
On the ninth day of editing "Seven Killings", this day seems to be no different from the past, Yang Qi still got up very early in the morning, and came to the edge of the roof on the third floor with a teacup in his hand and sat down.
Li Han and Li Hongyan are already practicing boxing, speaking of which, Li Hongyan, a well-known prince, can also have such perseverance, and practicing boxing with Li Han every morning is indeed beyond Yang Qi's expectations.
At the beginning, Yang Qi accepted him as an apprentice, not without looking at Liu Yidao's face, with Liu Yidao's status and connections in the circle, his son worshiped him Yang Qi as a teacher, which did have a lot of benefits for Yang Qi's life in the film and television industry.
At least, wherever he goes, he will be looked down upon, and he will be spared a lot of unnecessary troubles.
Yang Qi sat on the edge of the rooftop and drank tea, watching Li Hongyan and Li Han practice boxing with indifferent eyes, and when their competition was over today, they would comment a few words, and today's morning class would be over.
Then they went downstairs to have breakfast together, and then accompanied by Mo Wenjing, Mo Wenjing drove and Yang Qi came to Hu Yingke's studio by car, waiting for Hu Yingke to come over and edit "Seven Killings" with him.
Wen Tongren arrived first, and Hu Yingke was the last, and the time when the two arrived was much different from the last few days, and everything seemed to be no different from normal days.
Hu Yingke came to the studio, nodded to Yang Qi and Wen Tongren, said hello, and went straight to his studio specializing in editing movies, and his own secretary brought them tea.
"Seven Killings" was edited to the ninth day, and it was almost edited.
The first cut version was edited three days ago, and the recut version was also released yesterday, according to what Hu Yingke said yesterday, today is the final cut version, if it goes well, the editing work of "Seven Killings" will be finished today.
Of course, if it doesn't go well, it may take a day or two, or even more.
The current version, Yang Qi remembers that the total duration is 136 minutes, and if he wants to edit it to the final version of 120 minutes, he still needs to cut the length of 16 minutes.
The 16-minute scene is not long, and compared to the total duration of more than six hours before the editing, the 16-minute scene is even more insignificant.
But in fact, Yang Qi knows that this is not the case, because the current 136-minute scenes are already the essence of their excellence, deletion and deletion, and almost every scene is the editing effect after many discussions between them.
Yang Qi personally felt a pity for any more scenes, but reason told him that he had to delete them again! Otherwise, it would be difficult to do when it was released, and neither the distributor nor the cinema would be happy to release a movie with an overtime.
This is the rule, if every director does this, the length of many movies will inevitably get longer and longer, one or two movies are like this, there is no big problem, there are more films in this way, and what is compressed is the profit of the theater.
It's very simple: for example, a big screen in a movie theater can normally show six to seven shows a day, and tickets can be sold six or seven times, but if most of the movies released are more than two hours long, then a big screen in a movie theater may only be shown 5 times a day, or even fewer times, and movie tickets will naturally sell a lot less, and these are closely related to the profits of the movie theater.
"Cut it here, right?"
"Let's cut it here, too!"
"This shot has also been cut!"
……
Hu Yingke pointed to the scenes shown on the computer expressionlessly, and said with no emotion that it was cut here and there, and every time Yang Qi listened to it, he felt that his heart was dripping blood.
Because Hu Yingke's mouth was in his hands, he said which shot was going to be cut, and his hand followed and really cut that shot, and his hand was up and down, and he didn't show any softness at all.
And Yang Qi looked at the shots he cut, basically they were all shots that he was very satisfied with, and when he made the initial cut before, the feeling of dripping blood in his heart was not so obvious, because there were indeed a lot of shots that were cut at that time, and he was not very satisfied.
But the shots cut by Hu Yingke today are different, they were left after repeated deliberation and discussion in the previous eight days, and some of them were even saved from Hu Yingke by him on the basis of reason.
But today he saw with his own eyes that Hu Yingke still cut them, Yang Qi wanted to stop them, and wanted to save them again, but Hu Yingke suddenly got up and gave way to the position, stretched out his hand to signal Yang Qi, and said: "If Director Yang thinks I cut it wrong, then you come!
Hu Yingke's hand is very amazing, so that Yang Qi is speechless, of course he can cut it himself, it can be seen that he has seen Hu Yingke's editing skills, Yang Qi is not confident that if he really cuts it by himself, the final cut effect can be better than Hu Yingke's cut.
Seeing that Yang Qi was silent and did not move, Hu Yingke sat back in his place, and while continuing to edit, he stared at the computer screen and said: "Director Yang, calm down! I understand your current mood, I Hu Yingke has cut a lot of movies, most of the movies I cut before, the director is not at ease to stare at the side, their reaction is similar to yours, especially when cutting the final version, they are reluctant to this shot, and they are reluctant to take that shot."
To be honest, this is the time for a professional editor like me to show his own value! Because I didn't shoot every shot, I can stand on an objective standpoint and look at every picture you shoot with a rational attitude, so I can do it, but your directors are different! Especially a director like you, who directs and acts on your own, is more likely to be affected by emotional factors at this time!"
Saying that, Hu Yingke patted Yang Qi on the shoulder, didn't look at Yang Qi, but comforted: "Calm down! The rest of these shots will definitely have to be cut out, and when I finish cutting, you can see the effect of the final version and then talk about your opinion!"
Yang Qi had nothing to say, because he knew that what Hu Yingke said was reasonable.
But it was precisely because of this that he felt more and more depressed, touching the cigarette on his body with one hand, and getting up to go out to smoke a cigarette to breathe, out of sight.
This final clip, if he really wants to keep staring at it, he really can't stand it.
Hu Yingke continued, his demeanor was serious, Wen Tongren looked funny, glanced at Hu Yingke, and also got up and walked out with Yang Qi.
The two stood by the window at the corner of the stairs smoking cigarettes, looking at the traffic outside the window, Yang Qi did not speak, but Wen Tongren smiled: "When I cut "The King of Black Fighters", I was more irritable than you are now, I always feel that I am reluctant to cut any shot, and I am afraid that if I cut it wrong, it will make a mess of an otherwise good movie, I ......"
Before Wen Tongren's words of comfort were finished, Yang Qi's mobile phone suddenly rang.
Yang Qi took out his mobile phone and unexpectedly saw that the caller ID was his mother, who rarely called him during the day, because she was afraid of disturbing his work, so she usually called at night.
Why did you call at this time?
Muttering in his heart, Yang Qi answered the phone.
As soon as the phone rang, Luo Shangmei's eager voice came into Yang Qi's ears, "Xiao Qi! Oh no, Xiao Qi! Your grandfather just fainted, we just called the ambulance, can you walk away now? Can you come back now?"