Chapter 11 I am Zhou Yang

Xinyang County.

A small county town that is not desolate, but definitely remote.

Not far from the county seat, there is a muddy road.

Late at night.

Residents who live next to it always feel the ground shaking and making a rumbling sound.

Feel relieved.

This is not an earthquake.

This is a convoy of heavy trucks digging coal that has gone up the hill to transport coal again.

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Feng Kai is high-spirited.

He feels that he will be the mainstay of the Chinese film industry in the future, and he feels that after waiting for five years, ten years, and those immortal five generations of directors come down, he will be the leader of the new generation of Chinese films!

His confidence stems from his age, but also from his resume.

He was only 27 years old.

At the age of 27, he has directed two films independently, both of which are good at the box office, and has also cooperated with many well-known directors in China.

He has been to Berlin, seen the moments of German cheering, and also visited the Venice water city to witness the expedition of five generations of directors, and even stood on the red carpet in Cannes to enjoy the attention of the country.

Perhaps among the younger generation of directors, only Django can give him a little look.

And now......

"This place...... It's really special! ”

The business vehicle bumped on the muddy road and passed by some heavy trucks from time to time.

Feng Kai, who was sitting in the back row, wanted to use the words birds don't poop to describe this ghost place.

But in the end, it was not spoken.

He is a person with identity and quality, you can't use these idioms casually, you have to pay attention to the image.

He was very irritable in his heart, feeling that he was wasting his youth and making too much use of it.

Huaxing Entertainment has invested in three films this year.

The first is "Warring States" directed by Zhou Yilin, a director of the fifth generation, with an investment of about 5.5 million yuan, and it is one of the largest investors.

The second is the film "Adolescence" directed by a female literary director, with an investment of seven million, which is basically wholly owned by the company.

And the third is "The Bottom of the Mine" by a director who came out of nowhere.

Although external news was blocked, the company's insiders knew that this "Mine Bottom" was a big joke and a big mess.

Analyst Xu Rui was once rumored to have resigned.

Feng Kai was not averse to being ordered in danger.

The more he is in danger, the more he can show his strength.

But......

He's not even a director!

It turned out to be a director who assisted in shooting!

If this director is some famous director, or a newly rising literary director like Django, he will be fine......

However!

Zhou Yang!

Who's this?

Who is this birdman?

In the past few days, Feng Kai has pondered all the cutting-edge directors in the film and television industry, including the directors who have emerged, and he can't figure out who this birdman is!

This seems to be a fledgling college student, and it is even very likely that he has just graduated from Yanying University?

Could it be that some hidden rich second generation came to play tickets?

"Master, how long is it left?"

"It's coming, it's going to be there in two hours." The driver said without looking back.

"Oh, take your time, there's no rush." Feng Kai endured the swaying of the business car on the muddy road, looking at the bird place in the distance that was not in front of the village and there was no shop in the back, and the irritability in his heart became even stronger!

Damn it!

Two hours to go!

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In the past two days, Zhou Yang has lived a very fulfilling life.

He repaired the cold light equipment lamp, also repaired the recording equipment, and re-welded a pair of very suitable triangular brackets......

In addition to these, he also took the time to go to the library in the county town, found a few directing books and began to study on his own.

At first, he just felt that the nouns in it were very obscure, and then he felt that the adjectives "shooting art", "angle and direction" and "director's deep analysis" were too advanced and difficult for him to understand, and in the end, he fell into a kind of self-denial of the cognitive defects of the film and television industry!

But......

Hard work pays off.

After two days of Zhou Yang's hard work, he finally came to his senses!

It turns out that he is an idiot with no artistic talent, no film aesthetic vision, and no philosophical awareness!

This kind of conclusion is actually very hurtful.

Zhou Yang thought that he would be sad and hopeless, but he didn't expect that he was relieved, and he felt a sense of relief......

He no longer forces himself to read the jumbled director's books.

Professional things have to be handed over to professional people.

And as long as you work hard to get started, it would be nice if you could help.

The day after giving up the hard work of the director's book.

He was looking forward to it early in the morning in the open space outside the hotel.

In order to make his image more decent, he even spent money to burn his suit, and asked the hotel owner to borrow a pair of trousers, looked in the mirror, and felt quite good about himself.

One hour, two hours, three hours......

Little by little, time passed.

The new director has not yet arrived.

Zhou Yang's mood of anticipation gradually changed, but he did not become very irritable, but had some indescribable nervousness.

Why haven't you come yet?

Will the new director not get along well?

Will you scold people if you don't agree with each other?

Will......

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It was bumpy for two hours.

The van finally stopped.

Since stepping into this industry, Feng Kai has never suffered such a crime.

He scolded the fraudster director again in his heart, and greeted their ancestors for eighteen generations......

After getting out of the car, his face was pale, and his stomach was overturning.

"Hello, you're Director Feng, right?"

"Hello."

Feng Kai saw a young man.

The young man wears a pleated cheap suit on the top and a pair of trousers that don't match it on the bottom......

Well?

Feng Kai's eyes inadvertently saw the words "Anbang Insurance" written on the back of his trousers.

"Anbang Insurance"!

His eyes began to look strange when he looked at Zhou Yang.

Are you going to sell me insurance for this product?

"Director Feng, have you eaten? If you haven't eaten, I'll take you to dinner now......" Zhou Yang smiled innocently, "Big brother has worked hard, please get out of the car and go with me......"

"Hmm." Feng Kai nodded lightly.

Naturally, he handed the bag to this young man who was dressed strangely and seemed to be a salesman at the bottom of the insurance industry.

Then the young man led him towards the hotel.

Behind him, several staff members looked at the environment here, especially when they saw this hotel, their faces suddenly collapsed.

Although I was ready to live a hard life, this hotel was really ......

Sucks!

After registering and getting the room card and walking into the room, their faces were even more broken.

As soon as I entered the house, I smelled a musty smell.

It smells like a dead rat?

And!

Curtains, this is a rural earthen curtain used more than ten years ago, so ugly!

The TV, the bathroom, and the flush toilet are so dirty!

Damn it!

Are these things that people can use?

And also!

They were staring at the bed and the quilt on it!

They even suspect that if they lie here until the next day, they will have lice on their bodies!

And!

This door is plugged in with an old-fashioned safety latch, is it really safe?

Half an hour later......

The staff and Feng Kai came out of the room.

The faces of the staff were all dead, but Feng Kai's expression was still as calm as before.

"Director Feng, let's eat first, shall we? Try local specialties. ”

"Hmm." Feng Kai nodded, and continued to follow the guy who looked like both a waiter and an insurance seller into the hotel restaurant.

As he sat down, he looked around.

He felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, feeling that he was being slighted.

Why did you send such a birdman to receive him?

What about the director?

"Does Director Feng drink?"

"Don't drink, go and call the director." Feng Kai just shook his head in the face of this birdman's inquiry.

"Director Feng, isn't the director you?" The birdman's expression seemed to be quite tangled, and he looked at Feng Kai in embarrassment.

"I'm an assistant director, not a director, what about the Zhou Yang I assisted?" Feng Kai frowned: "Could it be that he is still sleeping!" ”

"Ah...... Director Feng, I'm Zhou Yang! ”

“???”

Feng Kai's pupils shrank.

He looked at the smiling birdman.

This moment!

He had a feeling that a nightmare was about to begin!