10 January 2009.

Fang Ziheng completed the post-production of "The Nameless" and came to China Film Group again with the finished film.

This time, he didn't need Ning Hao to accompany him, he was also promoted from a white Ding to a small partner of China Film.

Stepping into the China Film Hall, Fang Ziheng took out his mobile phone and was about to contact Chen Yu, deputy director of China Film Distribution, when he saw the other party and a young man in his thirties coming out of the elevator with a smile and a smile.

The young man wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses and wore the standard outfit of Fa Ge in Shanghai, a black suit and a long black trench coat.

"Director Lu, I think it's better to polish the book, I'll hear your good news after a while."

Director Lu?

Isn't this the shame of Nortel, the scum of Nortel's director department, Senior Brother Lu Chuan?

Fang Ziheng smiled faintly, put down his phone and walked over.

"Director Chen."

Raising his hand to say hello to Chen Yu, Fang Ziheng looked at Lu Chuan, as if he had found a surprise: "You are, Senior Brother Lu.."

"Who are you!"

Lu Chuan squinted his eyes, he would be depressed, the book that had been sharpening a sword for three years was rejected by Zhongying, and everyone was angry.

"I'm Fang Ziheng, a 05-level graduate of Nortel's directing department." Fang Ziheng smiled on his face, and his mother sold batches in his heart.

What a son of man!

Just looking at Lu Chuan's face, he knew that the other party had not received a satisfactory answer in Zhongying.

I just don't know what book was rejected?

09 years...

I'll go to his uncle's.

It won't be the "Nanjing, Nanjing"!

If it's really this movie, it's best to be rejected by China Film!

Fang Ziheng's mind turned, and the smile on his face did not decrease, with a look of joy on the little junior brother seeing the idol senior brother.

The so-called reach out and don't hit the smiling person.

When Lu Chuan controlled his anger and wanted to reacquaint himself with the young man in front of him, Chen Yu's laughter suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Director Fang, you are here, Han Dongke and I have been looking forward to it."

Chen Yu crossed Lu Chuan and took the initiative to reach out and shake Fang Ziheng together.

Lu Chuan: "........."

Who the hell are you?

was stared at by Lu Chuan with unkind eyes, Fang Ziheng's face did not change, and he didn't feel annoying at all.

"I made Dong Han and Director Chen wait for a long time, and as soon as I finished the post-production of the movie, I rushed over non-stop."

"Okay, let's go, let's go up!"

Chen Yu said three yes in a row, pulled Fang Ziheng and walked to the elevator, and did not forget to wave to Lu Chuan before leaving: "Director Lu, I am waiting for your good news!" ”

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Looking at the backs of the two, Lu Chuan was not only puzzled, but also angry!

Since the release of his director's Black Hole, he has not been treated like this.

Seeking investment was rejected by China Film, and a small newcomer dared to tease in front of him.

That's right, Lu Chuan came back to his senses.

Fang Ziheng's eyes when he looked at him just now were very strange, just like a tourist watching a monkey in a zoo, a normal person looks stupid.

What kind of onion do you dare to look down on me!

Lu Chuan had a strong sense of substitution, and with a stomach full of anger, he walked out of the China Film Hall quickly.

in the elevator.

Chen Yu talked about the notebook handed over by Lu Chuan.

As Fang Ziheng expected, the scum brother really wanted to make the movie "Nanjing, Nanjing".

An anti-Japanese movie from the perspective of a small RB!

"The story of the script is too general, and the viewing perspective always feels a little awkward."

Chen Yu commented on two sentences of Lu Chuan's script, after all, he is not a professional editor, and he can't see the core views expressed in "Nanjing Nanjing".

Not only did he feel that the script was problematic and not worth the investment, but Han Dong was silent for a long time after reading the script, and gave a suggestion that he was polishing and polishing, which was a polite refusal.

In Han Dong's heart, Lu Chuan is still a young and promising director.

Only when "Nanjing Nanjing" was released and the audience was scolded, Han Dong completely changed his opinion of Lu Chuan.

Another stupid sixth-generation director!

.........

China Film Screening Hall.

Fang Ziheng took out the disc from his bag and solemnly handed it to Chen Yu, whether it is a dragon or a worm, it depends on what happened today.

Seeing that he was so cautious, Han Dong patted him on the shoulder and said: "Relax, as long as the quality of the film is passable, China Film will increase the publicity of the film as appropriate." ”

"Thank you, Han Dong, for your love."

Fang Ziheng smiled and regained his former self-confidence.

Two lives as a human being, the first movie is about to debut, and he can't afford to be careless.

After a while, the lights in the screening room dimmed.

Han Dong, Chen Yu, and more than a dozen staff members of the distribution department stopped communicating and sat quietly in their chairs.

The big screen flashed, and then the LOGOs of Hengyu and China Film appeared.

The film begins with a high-altitude overhead shot of the scenery of the Chongqing metropolitan area, and then the camera zooms down to a construction site.

The camera turned, and it took more than ten seconds to shoot the hot construction workers, and finally came to Ma Xianyong, who was hiding in the shade and smoking.

Ma Xianyong was leisurely, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, smoking a white sand cigarette for five yuan.

Suddenly, the sound of vehicles came at a gallop, and a BMW and two vans rushed into the construction site at a speed of sixty miles.

Ma Xianyong didn't blink, obviously knowing who was coming, he stood up, took two puffs of cigarette, patted the dust on his buttocks, and walked to the BMW.

"The beginning is good, and this long shot is used well."

Han Dong didn't move, and commented with a smile.

The next plot is Ma Xianyong's personal performance, in the face of more than a dozen gangsters, he is not afraid, takes the lead in shooting, and fights everyone alone.

The alarm bell rang, the captain of the criminal police led people over, and the chaotic scene was quickly brought under control.

Just when Han Dong thought that the plot was here, the camera should be shifted.

Ma Xianyong's acting skills broke out, lying on the ground with a 'whoop', holding the thighs of the villain Jiukong and shaking desperately.

Give money!

Don't give money, don't let go!

Puff....

The auditorium suddenly burst into laughter from the staff.

The character of Ma Xianyong, after several consecutive uneasy common sense cards, finally brought out a comedic effect.

Fang Ziheng breathed a sigh of relief, the beginning was good, and it met his expectations.

Then the plot extended, Ma Xianyong reported to the police that he had picked up a short dog gun, pointing out the key to the movie.

Then the camera turns, and two masked men, riding motorcycles, arrogantly galloping down the street, come to a bank.

Just when everyone thought they were about to rob the bank, two masked men quickly ran into the mobile phone store next door to the bank with guns!

Seeing this, not only the security guards of the bank in the movie were confused, but even Han Dong and others couldn't touch their heads.

Masked murderer!

That's it!

As the plot fully unfolds, cheerful smiles come from time to time in the screening room.

Especially when Gao Xiang played by Fang Ziheng appeared, everyone subconsciously looked at him.

Self-written, self-directed and self-acted!

Young man, amazing!

Looking at Chinese films, there are no more than ten people who can achieve the integration of the three, and complete the self-writing, directing and acting.

And those who can make a name for themselves are no more than one hand.

Uncle Long, Xing Ye, Hong Jingbao, which one is not a character who is influenced by Chinese electricity.

The ambition of this young man is clear!

Although Han Dong and Chen Yu didn't laugh like the staff, the happy smiles on their faces never stopped.

Fang Ziheng looked calm, took out a cigarette and lit it, took a deep breath, and exhaled a long smoke.

"The quality of the movie, passed!"