Zhou Yang was actually a little anxious.

This is something that has never been done before, and even at the lowest point I have never been anxious.

Most people's anxiety comes from the outside.

Money, fame, lust, reprimand, pressure......

But Zhou Yang's anxiety comes from the uneasiness in his heart.

I don't know if it's because I've been in this world for a long time and gradually assimilated into a relationship, Zhou Yang always has a kind of scene from the original world, like Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, Butterfly Dream Zhuang Zhou.

What's more, he found that his understanding of some people, some things, and even some pictures of that world that he should remember clearly began to become more and more blurry.

He felt that his memories were fading, and that one day, he would lose sight of everything in his original world.

Although he had thought about this kind of thing and had prepared for it, Zhou Yang uncontrollably had a sense of anxiety that the things that had settled down were gradually withdrawn, and finally became empty.

Thereupon......

He tried his best to write down what was in his head, no matter what kind of melody it was, he composed it, and then slowly tried to fill it in when his level improved......

Thereupon......

He studied hard, learning everything, learning everything, wanting to continue to stand up those things that had made a living, so that he could be reborn.

But many things are not reached quickly, and Zhou Yang's operation of pulling out seedlings is tantamount to plunging himself into the abyss, and finally getting lost in the vast darkness.

Wang Shuai, Huang Jiacheng, Christian, James. Bont ......

Every director has the expertise of each director, Zhou Yang followed them and learned their things, at first I thought it was very good, and the content filmed was also very effective, but gradually, Zhou Yang found that something was wrong.

The same shot, different directors come to shoot the effect and concept are completely different, Zhou Yang sat in front of the camera and took a lot of pictures, but the more he shot, the more he felt that it was not good, as if it was not right to shoot.

June 5th.

The crew of "Infernal Affairs" was finally overwhelmed and temporarily suspended filming.

Everyone's emotions were wrong, and even Liu Hua was tortured to the point of misery.

Zhou Yang knew that he had to stop filming and couldn't shoot anymore.

After announcing that the crew would rest for a day, Zhou Yang left the crew, and at the moment of leaving the crew, Zhou Yang heard bursts of cheers.

He was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, realizing that if he continued in such a state, he would not get better, only worse.

Everyone is quite depressed.

In fact, he is also very depressed.

"What exactly is a movie?"

"What is acting?"

Walking on the streets of Hong Kong Island, Zhou Yang silently looked at the streets and alleys where people came and went, and suddenly thought of this question.

He began to think, thinking about every director he met with a different personality, each director's shooting techniques, and the concepts instilled in the film.

His mind gradually spreads out what people who have seen it over the years have learned, including James Brown. The contents of Bonthe's notebook are all on the surface......

His mind began to get very confused, and he felt that the concept of cinema was starting to become very complicated, and then he thought of various arts.

Lens art, film art, realistic art, music art, performing arts......

Art itself cannot be defined, it can be very niche, it can be very popular, it can be noble and vulgar to the bone.

He became dazed, mentally exhausted, and his head ached at the thought of these things, and the deeper he thought about them, the more he realized that he could not understand anything.

Walking and walking, I unconsciously arrived at the crew of "Night Walker".

The crew of "Night Walker" is very high-pitched, surrounded by countless reporters, and when Zhou Yang came to the edge of a big rock next to him, Django just walked out of the crew, his face was full of confident smiles, like a dazzling star in front of the media.

"The film is expected to be finished next month!"

"This movie is based on Hollywood's July movie "Silent World"......"

Zhou Yang looked at Django, who was talking and laughing in front of reporters, and pricked up his ears to listen.

Django always looks confident in front of the media, his words are full of contagion, and he is easily convincing, even though Zhou Yang thinks Django is very hypocritical, but he still thinks that his mentality is very awesome.

Listening to him, he found that Django began to talk about the artistic component of this "Night Walker", and he said that the artistic component of this movie is very high, not to mention that it is comparable to "Overlord", but it is not far behind.

Zhou Yang unconsciously squeezed into the crowd, wanting to listen carefully to Django's high-minded talk.

In fact......

He found Django's high-minded talk to be really fascinating, and even the word "language arts" popped into Zhou Yang's mind.

"Director Jiang, what is the artistic component?"

"Director Jiang, can you tell me how you made this movie?"

“……”

Listening to it, Zhou Yang seemed to understand something, and unconsciously followed the media to ask Django about art.

Django was laughing and talking at first, but faintly, when he heard a familiar voice and inexplicably saw a familiar figure, he even felt that he had seen it wrong.

He shook his head violently.

Impossible, impossible, Zhou Yang couldn't have come here!

"Director Jiang, can you talk about film art?"

"Director Jiang, what do you think is a movie?"

Django shuddered suddenly, staring at the figure sharply.

His smile froze slightly.

That's Zhou Yang!

It's definitely Zhou Yang!

What is he here for?

Is he here to humiliate me, or is he here to smash the scene?

"It's Zhou Yang!"

"Oh my God, it's really Zhou Yang!"

"My mother, Zhou Yang is in Director Jiang's crew?"

"Wow!"

"He's running away!"

"Quick, catch up, I hear he seems to have put John. William Puss is crazy! ”

"Really?"

"Zhou Yang, can you talk about you and John. William Puss thing? I remember that Django Jiang Dao seemed to have invited John. William Puss arranged the music for Nightcrawler, right? ”

“……”

Bursts of frantic voices erupted in the crowd, followed by ......

Django found that the press conference that should have belonged to his home stadium suddenly became a mess, no one listened to him anymore, and everyone seemed to be looking for Zhou Yang.

His face gradually turned the color of pig liver, and his anger even made him want to tear Zhou Yang apart.

He asked me what art meant.

Do you question my art or the artistic component of my film?

He thinks he understands art?

……………………

Evening.

Zhou Yang returned to the crew.

He did not study as usual and did not see anyone, but closed his eyes and lay down on the bed.

"Zhou Yang, you're okay."

"I'm fine......"

"It's okay, I just came to Hong Kong Island on a business trip, so I came to see your ...... by the way."

"Mr. An, I'm ...... It's not very convenient now. ”

"What's wrong?"

"I don't understand some questions......"

"What's the problem?"

"I don't know what to say, I may need to take a break, I'm a little tired."

The phone rang, and it was An Xiao calling.

Zhou Yang, who didn't know how to reject people, shook his head for the first time and refused to meet An Xiao.

...... on the other end of the phone

An Xiao was silent for a moment, and then sighed: "Zhou Yang, I think you need to do a proper subtraction." ”

"What subtraction?" Zhou Yang asked.

"You carry a heavy shell on your back, you move forward like a snail, and you keep adding things to the shell, you can't bear so much, and sooner or later you will fall......" An Xiao's voice was with concern, but very gentle.

Zhou Yang was silent.

"You've been learning too much lately, you've been miscellaneous, and you've ...... You seem to be reading art books, and I'm not saying art books are bad, I just think you're going to end up in a dead end, and now you can't figure out the art of film, or the art of shooting? ”

"Mr. An, how do you know ......" Zhou Yang was stunned for a moment, and then he was a little frightened.

"Zhou Yang, you've been to Cannes, I don't know if you paid attention to the first movie in human history, "The Train Enters the Hole"?"

"yes, yes." Zhou Yang nodded.

"From your current point of view, is it art?"

Zhou Yang was stunned, and he didn't know what to answer for a while.

It seems to be art, after all, everyone has a very high opinion of this movie, some people say that it is the greatest work of an era, but when you really cut it down, it seems to be just a video, a simple video.

"In other words, if you make a movie that is exactly the same as 'Train in the Hole' now, and you take it to Cannes, can you win an award?" After An Xiao heard Zhou Yang's silence, he subconsciously asked again.

"Can't ......," Zhou Yang replied.

He seemed to have touched something.

"Yes, not only will you not win the award, but you will be ridiculed, after all, such a humble work can be taken by a child who can play with a mobile phone...... How could the Cannes gang award this work? An Xiao said, seemingly with a hint of a smile.

"Mr. An, what do you mean ......" Zhou Yang suddenly felt that An Xiao's words were very good, just like Xianle, which gave him great inspiration.

He was originally a little chaotic, and his heart instantly became a little clear!

"The so-called art is the concept of something that some people give, and that's it...... It's all about what art is and how to shoot it, you just need to express what you want to express through film...... When you were filming "Mine Bottom", did you think about the so-called art? ”

"No ......," Zhou Yang shook his head.

"However, "Mine Bottom" is indeed an excellent work, there are no good cameras, no good actors, but it is still filmed by you......"

"Mr. An, in fact, most of "Mine Bottom" is ...... by Director Feng"

"Don't be influenced by some people's words, I have seen you all the way, you don't have to prove anything to anyone......"

Zhou Yang opened his mouth.

Obviously, he is on Hong Kong Island and An Xiao is on the mainland, but An Xiao seems to know a lot of things, and even knows what he thinks.

How did she do it?

Just when Zhou Yang was stunned, he heard a knock at the door.

He shuddered.

"Open the door and I'll bring you something...... Hope it helps. ”

"Huh?"

Zhou Yang subconsciously looked at the door.

When he opened the door, he saw a tall figure looking at him tenderly......

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