I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 410 408 You used to be indifferent to me

Chapter 410 408. You used to be indifferent to me...

Xu Haofeng sat on a stool at Shanghai Film Studio for less than a minute.

End of the meeting.

After greeting each other with "It's a pity that I can't cooperate with Director Wang this time, I'll try again next time", the three of them left.

And since the masters had already left, there was obviously no need for Wang Jiawei and the others to stay.

"Director Wang...Old Zhou...what's going on?"

At the elevator entrance, Xu Haofeng asked speechlessly.

How can we say that the talks have collapsed?

I've just arrived.

What were you talking about? It collapsed?

what's the situation?

Wang Jiawei said nothing, while Zhou Jingzhi shook her head:

"Let's talk back to the hotel."

The three of them entered the elevator together.

There was surveillance in the elevator, so no one spoke.

After we came out all the way, because the driver who came to pick us up was from Shanghai Film Studio, no one spoke.

Until we arrived at the hotel.

Xu Haofeng didn't even put his luggage in the room, but followed the two of them directly into Wang Jiawei's room.

Then he quickly asked:

"What's going on?...Why did the conversation suddenly break down?"

Hearing this, Zhou Jingzhi glanced at Wang Jiawei.

Seeing that he had no intention of speaking, he shook his head:

"You sent the script last night... We discussed it today. Except for the dispute about compressing Yin Yin Tian's scenes, it actually feels pretty good."

If it had been half an hour ago, Xu Haofeng would have jumped with joy when he heard this.

But now... they are all withdrawing their investment.

He nodded half-speechlessly and half-consciously:

"Then what?"

"Then... before you came just now, we were chatting there. Director Wang... gave the other party your script. He told them that there might be a new version of the script, with many details modified... "

"My intention was to get them to take their time."

Before Zhou Jingzhi finished speaking, Wang Jiawei said:

"The requirements they made themselves are too outrageous. It must be filmed and released within a year... This is simply impossible. So, I took your script, Lao Xu, to tell them to give us more time."

"Well……"

Xu Haofeng opened his mouth, but suddenly he didn't know what to say.

Then I heard Zhou Jingzhi continue:

"But the people at Shanghai Film Studio refused. Their attitude... was very firm. It doesn't matter whether the script is changed or not. What is important is that the film must be completed within next year. And in order to ensure the progress, we have to A team of producers will supervise.”

Speaking of this, Zhou Jingzhi seemed to suddenly remember something and added:

"Oh, yes, they still don't agree to use Zhang Ziyi... Actually, this doesn't matter."

Looking at Xu Haofeng, he slowly shook his head:

"After the splash scandal came out, in order to avoid risks, investors didn't want to use problematic artists, which I can understand. What's more... after reading your version of the script, Lao Xu, I also feel that Yang Mi is actually more beautiful than Zhang Ziyi It's more appropriate. But before they even started talking about it, Director Wang told them: No matter what, this movie can't be finished in one year. At least two years..."

"..."

Xu Haofeng's mouth twitched.

The original joy of "Zhang Ziyi exchanged for Yang Mi" disappeared without a trace.

Big brother.

What nonsense are you telling the truth!

Wouldn't you shoot first and just drag it on a little bit like before?

oh? If they want to send a producer over to supervise and take over the filming rights... then that's fine.

Obviously, Director Wang's "bad record" has made everyone smarter.

In fact, filming rights are easy to understand.

It's the same scene, and a supporting actor walks in front of the camera.

Some directors think it’s okay, then that’s OK.

But Director Wang likes...how to put it.

Let the actor walk through it and take a look first. After reading it, if you feel it’s not appropriate, put a bottle of mineral water in your hand and continue walking.

When I was still not satisfied after reading it, I was asked to walk through it again with a Coke bottle...

That's probably what it means.

He is a director who pays more attention to "feeling".

If it feels right, then it's right. But it doesn’t feel right, so keep searching for that feeling endlessly.

The so-called taking over the filming rights is to watch you finish shooting a walking scene. When you want others to hold the mineral water bottle and continue walking, the producer comes to stop you.

Let me tell you: just walking is enough.

Cut off all irrelevant things to ensure the shooting progress and avoid the director's endless divergent thinking.

This is called a takeover.

That’s not to say that it deprives the director of his creative ideas.

However, no one expected that Director Wang would be so "rigid".

What’s more, I didn’t expect that the patience of the Magic City Film Studio would have been exhausted to this extent.

But...

How to put this matter, if it is put in Xu Haofeng's case, it is actually more or less understandable.

The script of "The Grandmaster" was transferred from the previous investors to the Magic City Film Studio and has been on the market for several years.

From the beginning of "Blueberry Nights" to now... a conservative estimate is that it has been released for 3 years.

Magic City Film Studio has been urging me.

I had to urge.

If the tens of millions spent in 2007 had been used to buy a house, the value would have increased by at least half of the price now.

Some might say movies are art.

But the problem is... the commercial atmosphere of the Magic City Film Studio is much stronger than the artistic atmosphere.

This money is just like the tens of millions they gave Director Wang as a loan.

Not to mention the principal, not even a cent was seen in interest.

It’s normal to be anxious…

And until now...

"Now what?"

Xu Haofeng asked.

Wang Jiawei, who was sitting next to him wearing sunglasses and drinking tea, said:

"Look, just keep looking for investors."

"..."

For Zhou Jingzhi and Xu Haofeng, these words were the same as not being said.

Wang Jiawei also knew that his words were of little value, so he said:

"I did the math...not to mention the script and casting. If I want to invest...at least, I still need 150 million."

"..."

The two of them were heartbroken.

Xu Haofeng couldn't help but ask:

"Director Wang, does the 150 million you mentioned include...the tens of millions in upfront investment? Or..."

"No, it's just shooting expenses."

"..."

Xu Haofeng was speechless.

150 million, plus the upfront expenses... let's call it 60 million.

The total cost is also 210 million.

210 million! ! ! !

And just then...

"Jingle Bell……"

Wang Jiawei's cell phone rang.

"It's Zhang Ziyi."

he said.

Zhou Jingzhi's brows wrinkled again.

"Hello……"

Wang Jiawei answered the phone.

Because the speakerphone was not turned on, the two of them had no idea what was said over there.

Then I heard Wang Jiawei say:

"There is a problem with this project now. I am at the Magic City Film Studio now. If nothing else happens... they may have to withdraw funding. So for the time being, I don't know when it will start."

"Well, I will contact you when there is news."

"BYE."

The phone hangs up.

Wang Jiawei said:

"She asked me if I had any plans for "The Grandmaster" and when I planned to launch it. She said that she had been practicing Baguazhang..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Jingzhi spoke:

"Old Wang, putting aside the script, I think you need to think about it. Should you use Yang Mi or Zhang Ziyi? We won't talk about the direction of the story, just talk about the market. Her current incident has such a bad impact, even if it is necessary Looking for new investors, if she is involved in the process, it will make the job more difficult."

After saying that, he looked at Xu Haofeng again and continued:

"And... let me be honest. Yang Mi's interpretation of Gong Er is definitely more suitable... The conflict between you and her is nothing more than a conflict over whether the role of Gong Er should be elevated to the level of a heroine. But for investors Speaking of... Yang Mi's appeal is nowhere near as high as Zhang Ziyi's current situation. This is also a bargaining chip to attract investors..."

Wang Jiawei also understood that what Zhou Jingzhi said was reasonable.

After thinking for a while, he also looked at Xu Haofeng:

"Old Xu, can you ask Yang Mi?"

"okay!"

Xu Haofeng responded:

"Then I'll make a call now and ask. First confirm her schedule, and then go back and chat slowly..."

What he meant was to ask Wang Jiawei what he thought of his version of the script.

Wang Jiawei thought for a while and said:

"We still have to discuss it. You can ask Yang Mi first, and then we can talk about this story."

"Um!"

Xu Haofeng quickly dialed Yang Mi's phone number.

The phone rang many times before I heard Yang Mi's breathless voice:

"Hello... hello, senior brother, what's the matter?"

"Uh...Mimi, what are you doing?"

"I just finished a set of gantry frames! Huh...huh...I haven't finished the last move, so I don't dare to relax."

"So that's it..."

"Okay, senior brother, what's the matter?"

"That's it...your schedule next year..."

"ah?"

Yang Mi, who was still sweating on her forehead and steam was flying from her forehead, held up the phone and glanced at the study subconsciously.

Recalling what the two of them talked about just now...

Then he said without thinking:

"I won't be free next year."

"..."

The three people on the other end of the phone all twitched their mouths.

People searched for her thousands of times.

Suddenly looking back.

There was no one in that dimly lit place...

…

Time goes back 2 hours.

"Hululu... Bah!"

After spitting out a mouthful of toothpaste foam, Yang Mi wiped her mouth with a towel and threw it on her husband's head, who was squatting in the toilet.

"Xiao Xuzi, I'm giving you a reward. Come and smell the beautiful girl's fresh breath in the morning~"

"..."

Xu Xin was speechless.

I don’t understand why she got up so early in the morning and started playing cosplay.

I obviously just played it last night.

Today is December 31st.

The last day of 2009.

Although people in the Celestial Dynasty do not live in the Gregorian calendar year, in the final analysis it also means saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new.

Early in the morning, Yang Dalin cooked a pot of glutinous rice balls for his daughter and son-in-law.

It means that bad luck rolls away and good fortune comes in a steady stream.

Xu Xin's preference for glutinous rice balls is average.

But he loves to drink the soup after boiling the glutinous rice balls.

It tastes thinner than noodle soup and more fragrant than rice soup. So I didn't eat the glutinous rice balls very much. I drank two bowls of the soup with the steamed buns.

After eating and drinking, Yang Mi began to warm up.

She is having a "big practice" today.

once a week.

Different from the usual practice of Xiao Liuhe, where she would stand for half an hour after a set of Xiao Liuhe, and then switch to yoga and Pilates. Every week, she stipulated for herself that both Xingyiquan and Baguaquan should be completed. Play a set.

Before she had children, she got up earlier. After the fight, I just went to buy breakfast, and my brother got up.

But now that I have a child and my parents are here to take care of me, I feel a little lazy.

I no longer get up so early in the morning.

Instead, after having breakfast and resting enough, I started to put on a complete set in a whole morning.

The weather is very good today.

Although it's March 9th, it's rare for Yanjing to have such a lot of sunshine in the middle of winter.

Yang Mi stood in the yard to warm up, half-squinting her eyes and feeling that the glass of the greenhouse was glaring.

The vacuum cleaner in the house was still buzzing, which seemed very noisy.

She took another look inside through the window and saw that her husband had taken the time to sit down at the coffee table early in the morning and poured himself a drink, which made her feel a little bad.

I'm not happy, so don't be happy either.

"husband!"

"..."

When Xu Xinxin heard her name, she was done.

This bitch is definitely up to something.

Otherwise, who would call a serious person husband?

He responded:

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"The glass in this conservatory is very dirty. Come over and clean it."

"...I'm taking care of the kids."

"Fart! I saw you drinking tea there! Hurry!"

"What to do with the child?"

"Mom, I want to eat braised fish for lunch!"

Xu Xin was drinking tea, Yang Dalin was reading the newspaper, and Yang Chunling was buzzing with the vacuum cleaner. They were all speechless.

have to.

Knowing that if he didn't hurry up, Xu Xin might collapse soon, so he could only put down the cup of tea in his hand, put on a torn jacket, and walked out with something to clean the glass.

This jacket is made of sheepskin and brought from northern Shaanxi.

It is warm and out of the way for working.

It just looks a bit tacky to wear.

But it's better than being comfortable.

After leaving the door, I turned on all the copper wires that heat the glass, and planned to rinse it with water later.

Xu Xin lit a cigarette, looked at his whole face glowing in the sun, and looked at his wife who looked like a god, Buddha, and Bodhisattva, and casually said:

"In our hometown, all the work is done by the mother-in-law! Men just drink tea and smoke. The cleaner the home, the more virtuous the mother-in-law is!"

"I'm not virtuous. I don't touch the spring water... Have you ever seen any martial arts hero cleaning up after himself every day? The heroes come and go, doing things that benefit the country and the people! Feeding horses, cooking, Boiling water and chopping firewood are all the work of a brat!"

"Tsk tsk..."

Hearing this, Xu Xin was speechless.

Um.

She's really smooth-talking.

Can't say it.

Then pretend to be sick.

"I'm a little uncomfortable right now...I want to go back and lie down."

"What's wrong with you? Bone-setting and acupuncture are all necessary skills for us martial arts practitioners. I'm going to give you a squeeze? My hands are very good at dividing muscles and bones!"

"..."

He was a little speechless:

"You won't be able to survive at all?"

"Oh, just stay with me for a while. I'm alone in the yard, and the cold wind is blowing. Seeing you warm and drinking tea in the house is even more uncomfortable than killing me~"

Xu Xinxin said, have you started talking nonsense?

Obviously today is your day of training.

If you really don’t want to practice, it will be over if you don’t practice.

But when his wife acts coquettishly, he has to do it even if he doesn’t want to.

He shook his head helplessly. After smoking a cigarette, the glass was almost warmed up.

Connect the water pipe and he starts talking.

"Ah! You fell on my face!"

"Xu, did you do this on purpose?"

"Hi!!!"

The fuss was all over the inside and outside of the glass conservatory. Under the action of the copper wire, the entire glass surface was filled with hot air.

Xu Xin filled half a bucket of water, poured laundry detergent into it, and said while swiping a mop on the glass surface:

"Did I tell you? When I was a kid, I painted the glass of a big car."

"No. Is there still such a thing?"

"Yes, my family was poor at that time, so my father took us two brothers on a tricycle to sell instant noodles. But in the summer, there were few large trucks and we couldn't sell bowls of noodles, so we would go to the large shop with mops and buckets. Then stop the car. The driver of the big truck went down to the road to eat. There are a lot of bugs driving along this road in summer. As soon as they parked the car, I took the mop, Xu Miao held the bucket, and we ran in front of the car."

"Wash the car?...The front of the big car is so wide...can you two brush it?"

"Who will clean the front of the car? On the first day, rub soap with your hands, rub a few bottles of soapy water with a very high concentration, and then take a small bucket of water. Dip the mop in the soapy water. Xu Miao is taller than me, and she is facing the glass of the big car. I just brushed it without flushing it. To brush away all the traces left by those dirty insect corpses, I used chalk to draw a five-pointed star on the front bumper of the car..."

"What for? Marking?"

"That's right. Our dad was sitting in the shade at the exit of the big car shop. When a car came out with a five-pointed star, he stretched out his hand, and the driver of the big car dropped a fifty-cent piece. Each family has its own mark. , whose child does the work, it belongs to that person.”

"Then... why is the driver of the big truck so easy to talk to? If you just clean the glass, they will give you money? What if someone raises the issue and says that he didn't let you clean it, so what if you did it yourself?"

"Then you have to see if he can escape within the confines of our village."

Xu Xin wiped the glass with a mop skillfully while smiling sarcastically:

"When I go out, I want peace and wealth. We don't steal or rob... there are many bugs, and it's awkward for anyone to look at the dirty glass. I'll wipe it clean for you and get a fifty-cent piece of it for you. Also keep you safe.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t give it. I guarantee you won’t go more than two hundred meters before someone throws stones or mud at the windshield of your car. If you throw a stone, you lose a piece of glass. If you lose mud, I will get out of the car and snatch your wallet away... You will have no place to cry. "

"Good guy..."

Her husband's words broke Yang Mi's calm mood:

"Why do you guys sound like car gangsters and Roadhogs?... Then the big car shop you open must be a gangster?"

"Nonsense, in a village that can afford a big car shop, who's shop doesn't have good quality and low price? If you don't have high quality and low price, your noodles won't taste good, so people won't come next time. Do you think the big car drivers are all fools? Huh? Our big car shop in Xujiawan serves a lot of noodles, and we have enough to eat. We even help people watch for oil thieves when we sleep at night. Our business is the best on the entire National Highway 336."

"But you just said you were throwing mud and stones..."

"This is called a rule."

Xu Xin shook his head:

"When you go out, being friendly will bring you wealth. You respect me a foot, and I will respect you a foot. I'll make you something delicious and large, and I'll let you sleep soundly at night. What do we want? We want to make a lot of money. The driver of the car will pay for his hard work. It’s a matter of mutual consent.

But there are people who want to take advantage... Then we are just unruly people born in poor mountains and rivers, and we are the best at it. Do you know that coal was discovered in our village and after everyone became rich, how many truck drivers wanted the noodles kneaded by the water from the old well in our village... Why can coal be sold so well in our village? In fact, I am building up my reputation bit by bit.

Everyone in Shenmu County and even YL City knows that the people of Xujiawan are famous for not cheating others, but they are also famous for daring to fight to the death. When I was a kid, my dad and I encountered car robbers and road bullies in a car. When the name of our village was mentioned, the robbers had to call out "Brother" and offer a cigarette and talk for a while before leaving..."

"Then...is that Chang always from your village?"

She was talking about the prototype of "Broken Silence".

Xu Xin shook his head:

"He's not. He's a friend that my dad met after he became rich."

"Tsk..."

Yang Mi felt a little emotional:

"No wonder I think the description in your script at the beginning of the big car shop recruiting a brother to eat sheep bones is so life-like. It took me a long time to do it..."

"Art comes from life. What I write are all things I saw when I was a child..."

"For example, the part where a group of people in the mine are looking for trouble?"

"Don't talk nonsense! I am a good citizen!"

"Hey hey hey~"

Looking at her husband who was full of desire for survival, Yang Mi shrugged:

"I'm thinking... I'll go back to Shenmu next year to stay for a while."

"Um?"

Xu Xin, who was cleaning the glass, paused:

"Return to the sacred tree?"

"Yes. Go back to Shenmu and the countryside."

Still maintaining a stable stance, Yang Mi responded:

"Take the children back. I think the second old man really cares about our Nuan Nuan, Yang Yang... and the eldest sister and the others. There won't be anything else to do next year. You go to film, and I will experience life in northern Shaanxi in Shenmu. Find out The feeling of "Breaking Silence"...I think the beginning of your script for that scene is also set in spring and autumn, right?

After you finish filming "The Hawthorn Tree", will we put the plan for this drama on the agenda? ...I feel that my psychological construction is almost complete. My daughter-in-law from northern Shaanxi is always floating outside. If I don’t break into the army of people warming up in the village, I might become the focus of the news in a few years~"

"Hahahahaha..."

When she said this, Xu Xin immediately understood what was going on.

It was nothing more than the last full-moon wine party where she had to go back and gossip with those seven aunts and eight aunts, something she had stopped herself from doing.

And when I think of my wife wearing a leather jacket, standing guard in front of the coal pile, eating melon seeds and chatting with the parents of the east and the west...

His life-like temperament made him laugh.

So he nodded:

"Okay. Anyway, the plane will come down next year. It will be more convenient for you to run in both directions~"

"Uh-huh!"

A beeping sound signaled the end of Yang Mi's stance warm-up.

"Okay, I'm going to start... You hurry up and clean up, I'm going to practice."

"good."

Xu Xin nodded and rushed towards the glass greenhouse.

Then retire with success.

When there was no one in the yard, she assumed the starting position of Xingyiquan and began to punch in a precise manner.

After these two sets of moves, Xu Haofeng's phone came as if he had eyes.

But when she heard him ask her about next year's schedule, Yang Mi simply rolled her eyes.

Do you remember me now?

What did you do earlier?

Don't go, don't go.

Never mind whether a generation of grandmasters or a generation of missing...

Sister, I don’t want to play anymore.

Next year, I will work on the script that my husband has been polishing for several years... Now that I have won the Golden Horse and the Golden Rooster, I am just short of an Oscar.

Once I get the Oscar statuette... Oh yes, I also have to brush up on the top three in Europe.

Once all the awards are collected, I will stop filming.

Leave a legend belonging to my sister in the world.

Simply delicious!

As for "The Grandmaster"...

Feel sorry.

Yesterday you were indifferent to me.

Today I am beyond your reach~

While I was thinking about it, the door opened.

Xu Xin, who was about to come out to smoke a cigarette, saw her holding up the phone and said in confusion:

"Who to call?"

"Senior brother called and wanted to schedule a date with me."