Chapter 117: It's a Good Flower
At the film festival, a handsome young man, holding a cardboard sign, shuttled back and forth with Chinese and foreign reporters......
Director Wang Yang called the ministry that night, he told the leader as a joke, but the leader attached great importance to Tang Qin's statement, and told Director Wang Yang to write something as soon as possible and present it to him......
Well, Director Wang Yang doesn't care about these subtleties, put down the phone, and he is happy to overthrow the three mountains that are pressing on the studio, starting from today.
"Xiao Tang, put down your sign, from today onwards, you will write, write down everything you said at the ventilation meeting, your words really pierced Lao Liu's lungs!"
Seeing this young man sitting opposite him, full of vitality, Director Wang Yang sighed that the future of Chinese films lies in this group of young people.
"Uncle Wang......" Tang Qin said with a smile.
"Call the factory director." Wang Yangyang put on a face, "Well, say." ”
"Director Wang, you see, I also have some immature ideas about the release of our movie Dream of Red Mansions."
"Write, write it all, and give it to me early tomorrow morning." Wang Yang was very interested.
"Well, I just think that the release of Dream of Red Mansions, one can't be handed over to China Film, and the other can't be screened one by one, you think, Uncle Wang, cut sausages piece by piece, we don't bother, the audience will definitely be annoyed......"
Well, it's still this reason, but Wang Yang felt that he couldn't wait, "It's okay, you write it down, I have to ......read it" Seeing the young man walk to the door, he reacted, "It's also called Uncle Wang, called the factory director." ”
However, I am used to hearing others call him the director of the factory, and he has been shouting for decades, and at first glance he is strangely comfortable when he hears people call him Uncle Wang.
Tang Qin really took out his own things early the next morning, although the volume of the six and eight episodes of the movie was large, it was resolutely impossible to show them separately.
He proposed that during the Chinese New Year, everyone has money and leisure, and it is just right to concentrate on screenings, and the time should not be placed this year, but next year......
Also, he proposed to set up a distribution team of Beiying...... You can also take out the first few films and promote them on TV and newspapers to whet everyone's appetite......
After the film is filmed, it is sent abroad, and it will win an award first, and then, the Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers will participate in the selection, and the award-winning film will be recognized by the audience at this time.
Well, when it was officially screened, there was a release ceremony, there were so many stars in the crew, and there were so many stars in Beiying, it was not for nothing, these stars alone could attract the attention of the people across the country......
Director Wang Yang took Tang Qin's manuscript and returned to BJ that afternoon......
"Old woman, give me two snacks and dishes......"
"What's so happy? I heard that your eight major studios have created an anti-...... of China Film in Shanghai," Wang Yang's lover took her husband's coat and hat, "so angry that dozens of middle-level cadres left the scene." ”
Extreme Soul Chaos
As soon as he said this, Director Wang Yang was happy, thinking of Liu Erzan's calm face, the two had been fighting a lawsuit for almost ten years, and they had never seen him as angry as he did that day.
"Well, I found a good seedling, a good seedling who can be the director of the studio in the future......" Wang Yang picked up the teacup, "If he is a few years older and is a person from Beiying, he can really consider it in the future and slowly hand over Beiying to him......"
Wang Yang's lover was stunned at first, and then he was ecstatic, "You, finally think about handing over the shift, no, I have to see this kid one day, it's not easy, it's really not easy for you to hand over the military power, by the way, does this kid have a partner......"
Chinese old ladies specialize in introducing people, and the reproduction of Chinese for thousands of years is indispensable to such enthusiastic old ladies.
Not to mention the old lady of Wang Yang's family, the old lady of China TV complained to Zhang Shaoting, the deputy director of the factory, on the phone, "Why, there is no one in your eight major studios, use our Xiao Tang as a gunman, this child is real, how old is the young man, how can there be those children in my heart......"
"Are you afraid that Zhongying will give him small shoes?" Zhang Shaoting also heard that a Tang Qin made a Zhongying upside down, and he wanted to overthrow this mountain, and the people in Zhongying now mentioned Tang Qin, and they all wanted to see what kind of person this was.
"Isn't he Tang Seng, Jia Baoyu," Ruan Ruolin said with a smile, "There is our TV station behind him, and you Beiying, I want to see who dares to wear small shoes for him!" ”
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Shanghai Film Studio, in front of the huge literary building, Magnolia is blooming happily.
"Alas, it's no wonder that people think that our eight major studios don't have good films, no good scripts, where can we get good films......" The deputy director in charge of creation of Shanghai Film Studio sat down among the editors, and sighed before he could do anything.
"I can't find a script like Wrangler and Hibiscus anymore......"
"Director, look at this ......" A middle-aged editor came over with a smile, "In the new issue of "Contemporary", when you came in, I had just read two pages......
"Two pages, you can show me?" The deputy director took it, and after reading the beginning, he couldn't stand still, "Well, there is a dramatic conflict, and there is also a sense of anticipation......"
He simply didn't look at the middle, and went straight to the end.
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Li Ru and Jiang Shan discussed the way to spend the year while making dumplings, and finally Li Ru proposed that the two of them simulate the fun of family life together, Jiang Shan nodded in agreement, but warned from time to time, so that Li Ru should not think about it.
The 5-day holiday passed quickly, and the two left-behind people were happy and happy, and they really lived like a family, and the two agreed that the future festival would be like this.
Two months later, Li Ru accompanied Jiang Shan to the airport.
Jiang Shan was leaving, but she hoped that Li Ru would open her mouth and leave her. Li Ru tried his best to hide himself and said nothing.
"What's wrong?"
"I can't find my passport......"
"Find, look for it...... Jiang Shan was not in a hurry, Li Ru was in a hurry first, "What else do you say, did you lose yourself when you went abroad......" He put the cigarette in his mouth and began to look for it all over the box, "It's too stupid, stupid, what are you doing in a daze, why don't you look for it quickly......"
Just as he stood up and was about to pull out his lighter, there was something in his breast pocket......
This is Jiang Shan deliberately putting her passport in Li Ru's pocket, wanting to give her feelings to fate.
"Such an ending may not be humane, but it is beautiful." The deputy director of the factory holds this contemporary book, and he can't get out of it, a good book is a good book, and it can pull people into the world in an instant.
"If Jiang Shan is at Li Ru's home, she finally has a husband and wife with Li Ru, and then flies to distant Canada, such an ending is very humane, and it may also be something that is more likely to happen in reality.
However, such an ending is not beautiful and not so advanced. Affectionate, stop at sex, with a trace of nostalgia and regret, such feelings are more worthy of sacrifice! ……”
"By the way, what's that name?" The deputy director said as he flipped forward.
"The Great Satan." The editor breathed a sigh of relief.
"Okay, good name, going abroad is a hot topic, this is a good flower!" The deputy director simply stopped reading it, "I'm making a decision, this script, no, this, we want to go to the film." ”