The weight of "Mine Bottom" in the company should never be comparable to "Warring States".

Whether it is investment, whether it is the cast, the director's fame is not as good as "Warring States".

Put yourself in your shoes, and think if you stand in the position of choice, will you choose "Warring States" with a brighter future, or will you choose the bumpy "Bottom of the Mine"?

The answer was brutal.

If there is no accident, Zhou Yang himself will choose "Warring States"!

Of course......

Zhou Yang understands all this, but it does not mean that Zhou Yang is not disappointed, and it does not mean that Zhou Yang does not have emotional fluctuations.

In the editing room, he was ignored by the sudden man with glasses as if he were an idler, and then, when the man with glasses said in a swaggering tone that "Mine Bottom" was a bad movie, Zhou Yang's heart was still a little angry.

That's his brainchild......

The hard work that has been working hard for a long time.

But what's the use of being angry?

Incompetent people will be furious, and truly capable people will not get angry casually because of such trivial things.

He finally suppressed this anger into his heart, just breathed a sigh of relief, and then left the editing room silently.

He felt like he was in a thick cocoon.

There was suffocation, oppression, and darkness around it......

Loneliness and despair are naturally regulars.

Break out of the cocoon.

It's always painful.

You have to bite, struggle, endure all kinds of pain, desperately drill out, desperately break through everything, before you have a chance to become a butterfly.

Otherwise......

You're just going to die in a cocoon.

Never see the light until it decays.

Zhou Yang felt that he was in the process of breaking out of the cocoon.

The moment he walked out of the editing room and left the company and was blown by the wind, the anger in Zhou Yang's heart was swept away.

Looking at the white snow and streets in the distance, looking at the high-rise buildings and busy everyone, Zhou Yang felt that he was a lucky person.

He recalled in his mind that a month ago, when he was in the mine, Feng Kai had talked about some foreign directors in the past......

The past of one of the directors left a deep impression on Zhou Yang.

There was a layman who drove a truck driver abroad, and suddenly his brain had a convulsion and the idea of becoming a director came to him, so he wrote a script and solicited investment everywhere to prepare for a movie.

After a few days of investment and knowing the cruelty of reality, the truck driver made a decision that shocked everyone, he sold his car, sold his house, scraped together the start-up capital of the crew, and then pulled up a team by himself, taught himself to shoot, and taught himself to edit the first zombie film in the true sense of film history.

The name of this director was later known as the king of Hollywood horrors. Bonthe.

And the zombie film is called "The Night of the Living Dead", which was not only shortlisted for the Oscars that year, but also won the 40th Academy Awards for Best Cinematography, Best Costume, and Best Film Editing.

It was a legendary experience that shocked the world!

"I'll try it too!"

“……”

The snowflakes were still drifting in the sky.

Zhou Yang woke up from his memories with a bit of self-encouragement on his face.

Later, he got into a taxi, signed up for a crash course in video editing called Shinhiro, and paid 1,000 yuan for tuition.

……………………

in the office.

An Xiao hung up the phone.

She carefully recalled the voice on Zhou Yang's phone.

Zhou Yang is really studious, and it doesn't seem to be a surprise to learn film editing.

Taking two days off is not a problem.

But......

Why can't you learn film editing in a company, but spend money outside to sign up for classes?

How professional can a crash course out there be?

Although An Xiao had some doubts in his heart, he didn't take it to heart.

It's the end of the year, and the company is currently working a lot, not only to prepare the application materials for the Berlin International Film Festival, but also to meet the release of various films, the publicity meeting, and the overall one-year planning forecast analysis for the next 06 years......

From the busy morning to after twelve o'clock at noon, An Xiao was able to catch his breath a little.

After eating the lunch prepared by the assistant, Anxiao heard a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

"Mr. An."

An Xiao saw Wu Zhenhong walking in with two copies of A4 paper slightly tired, and his eyes were full of excitement.

Mr. Wu ...... You, hard work. When An Xiao saw Wu Zhenhong, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

He looked haggard......

After all, he is no longer a young man, and it is nothing for young people to stay up late, but an elderly person like Wu Zhenhong stays up all night, which is equivalent to losing half his life.

"No hard work, no hard work! I made up the tunes of the two songs "Invisible Wings" and "The Girl with Wings", and I wanted to talk to Director Zhou, but Director Zhou didn't seem to be in the company...... "Although Wu Zhenhong is very haggard, the expression on his face is very satisfied, especially the pinch of mustache that warped with his speech, as if he had a lot of words to pour out, but he couldn't find anyone for a while.

"Director Zhou has taken a leave of absence......"

"Leave? What did you do? ”

"He seems to have signed up for a class, it seems that he is going to learn film cutting......" An Xiao was originally very calm, but then, as if thinking of something, her voice suddenly stopped.

There seemed to be a hint of astonishment on that beautiful face, and then this astonishment turned into a cold feeling.

"What?" Looking at An Xiao, Wu Zhenhong was a little strange.

"Mr. Wu, I'll go to the post-production management department first......" An Xiao lowered her head, and when she turned to the editing schedule of "Mine Bottom", she suddenly stood up, her tall and slender figure in the sunlight on the windowsill, seemingly full of suppressed speechless emotions.

“？？？”

…………………………

"This clip needs to be revised......"

"This part, yes, this part is very wrong, it doesn't give people the tension of the shot, what we cut out, first of all, we have to give people a sensory shock, and this film needs to be readjusted......"

"There's also the post-processing part, yes, it's the hero's beard......"

"Idiot! How can you cut like that? The Berlin International Film Festival group of foreigners like to watch the conflict the most, you cut the conflict of this detail, how do you watch the movie? ”

"The plot of the movie is not important, a good movie needs a certain artistic association, it doesn't matter if the audience can't understand it the first time they watch it, we hope to create a point that can be recalled, and those guys abroad like to watch these ...... the most"

"Qian Wei, are you stupid to make a third-rate movie like "The Bottom of the Mine"? How can you cut it in a documentary way? Are you brained or are you sick? ”

“……”

“……”

Editing room.

Xu Xiaoming was firing at Qian Wei and the others.

He wears glasses, looks like a male secretary in front of director Zhou Yilin, but in the post-production department, he is definitely a tyrant.

All sorts of nasty words linger in the editing room, and over and over again.

He was very dissatisfied with the editing results of "Warring States" in the morning, and felt that these people didn't understand art at all, and cut it out like a piece of shit.

Qian Wei, Zhang Lei and others don't look good.

But they still endured it, and they still cut the movie seriously according to Xu Xiaoming's request.

At this moment, with a creaking sound, the door to the editing room opened.

I don't know if it's because of the weather, or what's going on, everyone just feels that the temperature in the entire editing room has suddenly dropped by several degrees......

"According to the plan, isn't it time to cut "Mine Bottom" here?"

A very cold voice rang out.

Zhang Lei couldn't help but shudder, and subconsciously saw the edge of the door.

He saw a tall, beautiful figure, quietly watching everyone.

Xu Xiaoming, who was originally sitting on the chair, cocking Erlang's legs and spitting stars, was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously stood up and showed a flattering smile.

"Mr. An, cough, cough, why did you come to this place? That's the case, the editing of the movie "Warring States" made Zhou Yilin and Director Zhou very dissatisfied, so I thought about asking them to come over and help cut it, after all, this is the film that our company is going to participate in the Berlin International Film Exhibition, right? We have to be 100 percent spirited......"

"It took up the post-processing time of "Mine Bottom", is that what you mean, or what Director Zhou meant?" Under the light, An Xiao put his hands around his chest and looked at Xu Xiaoming coldly.

"It's the meaning of the whole crew......" Xu Xiaoming felt that something was wrong, but he still licked his smile.

"Occupy the post-processing time of "Mine Bottom", is it your meaning, or Director Zhou's meaning!" Yasuhiro repeated it again.

“……”

Xu Xiaoming's smile was dull.

Facing An Xiao's direct gaze, he suddenly couldn't raise his head.

The temperature in the entire editing room suddenly became colder.

Qian Wei was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe......

He subconsciously shrank back!

He had never seen An Xiao's eyes so terrifying.