Chapter 295 Going to the Film Academy to Lecture?

ZHANG Yi came to the north. The head of Jingjian was still known by some people through some channels.

For two consecutive days, Zhang Yi did not see the chief, but first met many people from the film studio, many of whom were the directors of the film studio.

Zhang Yi, the financier in the film industry came to the north. Jing, naturally, they want to come and stammer. Although the development of mainland films is not as good as that of Hong Kong, it has also entered a stage of rapid development. In addition to some policy factors, the biggest problem restricting the development of films is the problem of funding.

Zhang Yi is rich, and everyone in the film industry knows it. Those who can come up with two billion dollars to save the market will have less money. Moreover, it is no secret that Zhang Yi supports the mainland film industry. It can be seen from the fact that it spent hundreds of millions of Hong Kong dollars to build a cinema in Xi'an.

Moreover, Zhang Yimou, the photographer of "Myth", was supported by the Chinese Rising Star Guide Program he advocated, transformed into a director, filmed "Red Sorghum", and won international awards.

If you can get some money from Zhang Yi, then what kind of film to shoot is still a problem?

Of course, even if you can't get Zhang Yi's financial assistance or support, it is of great benefit to be familiar with each other.

On the third day, a military vehicle picked up Zhang Yi and headed directly towards zhōngnánhǎi.

Zhang Yi went to zhōngnánhǎi for the first time, but his face was calm. In the car, Zhang Yi was closing his eyes to recuperate, but suddenly opened his eyes, and the car stopped at this time.

Zhang Yi opened his eyes, not because he sensed that the car was about to stop, but because he felt a familiar breath.

"Master Zhang, don't come unharmed!"

Zhang Yi got out of the car, and Wu Youlong said.

"Master Wu!" Zhang Yi arched his hand and said.

"Come with me, the chief is waiting for you." Wu Youlong didn't talk nonsense, and said directly to Zhang Yi.

"There is Master Laowu." Zhang Yi said.

As Wu Youlong walked towards a courtyard, he frowned and asked with some curiosity: "Master Wu, why is there no jǐng guard in this chief's residence?" ”

Wu Youlong smiled, his perception of Zhang Yi was naturally clear, and then said, "What danger can there be here?" So I'm the only one who is a jǐng guard. ”

When Zhang Yi heard this, he suddenly realized that this place belonged to the inner courtyard of zhōngnánhǎi, and the jǐng guards on the exterior had been checked layer by layer, and the danger had been reduced to the freezing point. Coupled with the martial arts of the dragon and the strength of the fist, how can there be any danger.

Of course, if the chief appears, it is naturally impossible to have only Wu Youlong and a jǐng guard.

When he came to the hall and saw the familiar face looking at him with a smile, Zhang Yi's heart still trembled.

"You are Zhang Yi! Come and sit down, don't be inhibited. The chief said to Zhang Yi in his Sichuan-flavored words.

"Thank you." After all, Zhang Yi is a boxer who cultivates Dan Jin, and his heart is very stable.

"Xiao Wu also sit. You should be an acquaintance with Xiao Zhang. The chief said to Wu Youlong, then looked at Zhang Yi and said, "Xiao Zhang, I call you that, don't mind." ”

"Of course!" Zhang Yi smiled and said.

"I'd better stand." Wu Youlong smiled and said.

The chief smiled, did not force it, but looked at Zhang Yi and said, "You are a thing, I have heard a lot, very good young man." I heard Xiao Wu say that your boxing skills have been practiced to an extremely high level. Hehe, when I was younger, I also practiced two hands, but now I have long forgotten about it. ”

"The chief is in charge of all opportunities, that idlers like us, just practice boxing to pass the time when we have nothing to do." Zhang Yi smiled and said.

"Xiao Zhang, you are not an idler. Otherwise, in just five or six years, we would not have achieved what we have achieved today. The last time I met Mr. Cha and Mr. Huo from Hong Kong, they all talked about you. I admire you. The chief said with a smile, "If the country has a few more young people like you, why worry that the country is not strong and the nation is not rejuvenated." ”

"The country will be strong!" Zhang Yi said lightly, but there was a sense of conviction in his tone.

"Xiao Zhang seems to be confident about this, which is good. However, the country is strong and the people are rejuvenated, and they still need strong support from people like you. The chief said.

"It's incumbent." Zhang Yi said.

Zhang Yi talked to the chief, and at the beginning, he was indeed a little restrained. Although the chief is not a boxing master, or even a boxer, his temperament has brought great pressure to Zhang Yi. This kind of pressure is definitely not brought about by the power of a national leader.

The pressure of this temperament was conceived and nurtured by the historical cháo that changed the world and was accumulated bit by bit from the sea of corpses and blood. This kind of temperament is not something that can be possessed by being powerful.

The chief is so approachable in terms of words and demeanor, but Zhang Yi can feel the courage of the leaders of that era from the words, how fearless and fearless they are.

As soon as the founding of the People's Republic of China, he dared to fight to the death with Lao Mei.

After just ten years of turmoil, she dared to say bluntly to the British Iron Lady that if she could not take back Hong Kong peacefully, she would take it back by force.

This is the courage of the leaders of the era.

Look at the aftermath, the embassy was bombed, protest. Compatriots were slaughtered, protest a little. People's planes have flown into their airspace, and they will protest again

Zhang Yi is a boxer, and his realm is extremely high, and he has a deep understanding of jīng, qi, spirit, heart, and mind. He could feel the differences between these and those who practiced boxing from the temperament of the chief, but they were similar.

The way of sincerity can be known in advance. Don't see it, don't hear it, and avoid it!

These leaders, who came out of the sea of corpses and blood, don't have a natural sense of danger.

When meeting with the chief, although they talked about some things that had no substance, Zhang Yi gained a lot, especially the perception of not seeing and hearing. There is a deeper understanding.

"Hey, I'm old. No younger than you. Xiao Wu, you talk to Xiao Zhang for a while. After saying to Wu Youlong, he said to Zhang Yi, "Xiao Zhang and Xiao Wu talk about it, you are all masters of boxing, you should have a common language, let's have a light meal together later." ”

Zhang Yi and the chief had lunch together. The meal is not very hearty, just home-cooked, but the nutritional combination is extremely scientific. Zhang Yi knows that the leaders of the older generation advocate economy and are very disgusted by extravagance and waste.

For the leaders of the older generation, Zhang Yi still has respect. Those are the ones who are truly for the country and the people.

Back at the Sun Tai Chi Association, Lin Xiao came over and said to Zhang Yi: "Boss, after you left, a person named Zhang Yi came to look for you, it seems that there is something, I asked him to come back later." ”

"Zhang Yi?" Zhang Yi nodded and said, "I know." ”

In the afternoon, Zhang Yi came to the door again, and there was another person with him, who looked to be in his sixties, revealing a cultural atmosphere.

"Mr. Zhang." Zhang Yi saw Zhang Yi and said with a smile.

"Sit down." Zhang Yi smiled, then looked at the person behind Zhang Yi, and said, "This old gentleman should also sit." ”

"Mr. Zhang, this is Dean Li of the Běijīng Film Academy." Zhang Yi immediately introduced to Zhang Yi.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang. Long admiration. Then Dean Li stretched out his hand and said to Zhang Yi.

"Hello. Dean Lee! Have a seat. Zhang Yi stretched out his hand and shook it, and said.

"I heard that Yimou and Mr. Zhang are familiar with each other, so I cheekily asked him to bring me here, please forgive me for the disturbance." Dean Li sat down and immediately said to Zhang Yi.

Dean Li knew that Zhang Yi was legendary in many ways, but he was interested in Zhang Yi's achievements in film. Not to mention how well his films have achieved box office in the world, he is worthy of his admiration just because he is the first Oscar winner among the Chinese.

"Where! It was a pleasure to meet Dean Lee. Zhang Yi said with a smile.

"This cheeky come, I want to invite Mr. Zhang to the film academy to give a lecture and tell those students in the academy about your film ethics. If Mr. Zhang is willing, on behalf of the college, I sincerely hire Mr. Zhang as the head of the college. Honorary Professor of Beijing Film Academy. Dean Li looked at Zhang Yi and immediately explained his intentions.

When Zhang Yi heard this, he was stunned, and then said with a wry smile: "Dean Li is not joking with me. As for films, I am just a wild man, where am I qualified to give lectures to students of those majors in your college. Not to mention any honorary professors. I, Zhang Yi, haven't even finished Form 6. ”

"Mr. Zhang is too modest. If you're not qualified, who is? Dean Li then said.