I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 1078 1073. Chief Director

It turned out that Xu Xin received far more blessings than he expected that night.

After saying goodbye to Lao Qian, who didn't understand why he went back so early, he returned to the car and found that there were more than a hundred messages of congratulations on his phone.

This was just his own WeChat, not counting the work WeChat in Su Meng's hand.

But he was too lazy to reply.

He just scanned it roughly and found that there was no one who needed to reply immediately, so he put his phone in his pocket.

For no reason, he suddenly felt a little tired.

Not physically, but mentally, the kind of fatigue that suddenly relaxed after being tense.

Leaning on the seat, he slowly closed his eyes.

There was no one else in the car at this time, and it was a little late, so everyone left the celebratory dinner for tomorrow.

He could have a good rest.

And at this time... even Yang Mi didn't disturb him.

No words along the way.

After he got home, he logged into WeChat directly with his IPAD, and then threw his phone to Su Meng.

The assistant will probably be busy tonight.

Then, he took a shower, removed his makeup, took the trophy, and sent a video to Yang Mi in bed.

Yang Mi answered almost immediately, and when he saw the familiar background, Xu Xin knew she was in the company.

So, he directly held up the little golden man and showed his little white teeth to the camera:

"Hello, I am Uncle Oscar."

"Hehe~"

Looking at the little golden man exuding unique charm under the dim light, Yang Mi couldn't help laughing out loud.

Then came a sentence:

"You, you are honest in your words."

"What do you mean?"

"Before getting it, Oscar is just a business... After getting it, you become Uncle Oscar?"

"Hahaha..."

There is one advantage between husband and wife.

That is, behind closed doors, the couple only talk about what they want to hear.

Xu Xin didn't think there was anything wrong with what his wife said.

And he really felt very happy.

But in front of outsiders, he must be a little bit polite. But this is unnecessary in front of Yang Mi.

Putting the trophy aside, he asked:

"Tell me what's going on in China now."

"Nothing, I'm asking the PR people to start promoting you. I guess in the next two days, all kinds of praise about you will be everywhere. Oh, yes, basically all the media have forwarded the photos and news of your winning. But don't worry... you can still be stopped. But if it's a big interview, listen to me this time, go out and show your face more, okay? This is a good thing, it's meaningless to keep a low profile."

After a few hours of "calming down", her joy for her husband's award gradually turned into a kind of... utilitarianism with a bit of maximization of interests.

But Xu Xin didn't refuse.

Or rather, he never refused his wife's words.

Just do whatever you ask me to do.

So he nodded:

"Okay, no problem, I'll do as you say."

"Well... did you take a shower?"

"Yes. I sent you the video after taking a shower and lying on the bed."

"Where's Su Meng?"

"She went to work with my phone."

"Oh~~~"

Yang Mi let out a long sound.

There was suddenly some teasing in her eyes.

"How is it? The feeling of two beautiful women giving you a kiss?"

"...Ah?"

Xu Xin was stunned.

He was really stunned.

Because...if she hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have remembered that there was such a thing.

After blinking quickly, he showed an awkward smile on his face:

"Did you see it?"

"Nonsense."

Yang Mi rolled her eyes:

"You were live streaming, brother. Don't tell me I saw it, people all over the world saw it!"

Just when Xu Xin was about to find an excuse, he heard his wife say:

"Jasmine is fine... I will catch Liu when she returns to China! She's only been in the United States for a few days? Her double chin is back! When she kissed you, her face looked like she had a big piece of bread in her mouth. So fat!"

"..."

Xu Xin's mouth twitched.

She said angrily:

"Your focus should be even weirder! Your husband was kissed by someone, and you care about whether the person who kissed me is fat?... Are you sick?"

"But she is fat."

Yang Mi had a "you are weirder" expression on her face and spread her hands:

"Besides, your face is not a precious thing, what's wrong with a kiss? I kiss it every day!"

"..."

Looking at her lover's gradually disgusted expression, Yang Mi smiled proudly:

"Besides, two beautiful women kissed you, you should be happy! I'm not there... If I were with you, just for the fact that you won the award... I would stick my tongue into your stomach like a tube."

"Ugh~~~~~"

It was obviously a very romantic thing, but Xu Xin felt uncomfortable when she described it like this.

Why can't I say it?

Why do you have to say it so dirty?

But...

"You're not angry, are you?"

Looking at her lover suddenly becoming cautious, Yang Mi shrugged casually:

"We're all brothers, whoever takes advantage of whom doesn't mean it's not taking advantage?"

"......?"

Do you want to see what you're talking about?

Why is this so weird?

But at this moment, Yang Mi suddenly raised her head... Xu Xin heard the voice-over being a little noisy:

"Sister Mi, Brother Xu's first wave of popular public relations format..."

"Oh, okay...I won't tell you anymore."

"Okay, I'll go back tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

"Yeah, I got it. I love you~"

He waved his hand at the screen and the video was hung up.

After exiting the chat box between the two of them, Xu Xin saw that the entire chat box was filled with various replies.

That was all Su Meng's job.

He didn't look at the specific content of the reply, so he turned off the iPad and put it on the bedside table.

He raised the little golden man and took a look at it.

Not to mention... Not only did Yang Mi look less excited, but so did his mood.

As quickly as it came...it went as quickly as it came.

Now all that's left is the desire to get a good night's sleep.

In that case...just go to sleep.

With a snap, the lamp turned off.

He cupped his pillow and let out a sigh of relief.

But just after he closed his eyes for a few seconds, he suddenly opened them again.

Moonlight filtered in under the half-drawn curtains.

Although it can't reach the bedside, it provides a bit of light in the bedroom.

After his eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, he looked at the outline of the Oscar statuette on the bedside... Just now, an idea popped into his mind.

Here are just the best foreign language films…

How about... working towards the best picture?

But this idea disappeared without a trace after he stared at the outline of the statuette for a few seconds.

forget it.

Let’s not talk about whether we can get it or not…even if we get it, it doesn’t seem to matter.

What he loves is movies, not winning awards.

"Perfect" can strive for the Oscar for Best Foreign Language Film...but it was not made with the intention of winning the Oscar from the beginning.

Give up the basics and pursue the last.

He shook his head, turned around, turned his back to the window, and closed his eyes again.

…

April 15th.

After three days of hustle and bustle, the popularity of Xu Xin winning the Oscar... has calmed down more or less.

And the so-called "calm" only means that there are no more "new topics" popping up on the Internet.

Not the same as the previous two days.

Good guy... all kinds of news about him are popping out like dog urine after the rain.

But the subsidence of this heat does not mean that the matter is over.

At least, people in the industry know that.

This popularity will last at least until the release of his next movie.

Just like Zhang Yimou did back then.

After the Olympics, regardless of the reputation of the movie "Three Guns", its box office can almost be said to have been supported by Zhang Yimou's name.

And thinking about Xu Xin, this is similar.

When his two new works land, the energy accumulated under this heat will definitely burst out like a volcano.

And to what height this energy can take him to when the time comes...it's hard to say.

But what many people don't know is that Xu Xin has actually returned to China in a low-key manner and has been resting at home for most of the day.

And when he returned to China in a low-key manner, he really didn't expect that the first "scrutiny" he would receive would come from his two children.

"Dad, is Oscar great?"

This was the first thing Nuan Nuan said after she saw her father when she came back from school.

And just when Xu Xin was puzzled, he heard his daughter talking to herself;

"Both Steve and Ella came to ask me today and asked if I could take your trophy to school to show them. Steve said that you won another award, and it was a very powerful award... Steve My husband’s mother says you are the most powerful director in the world! She says she likes you!”

"Well……"

Xu Xin was just a little stunned.

But the antenna above Yang Mi's head suddenly became sharp.

"Honey, is Steve's mom beautiful?"

"pretty!"

The answer was Yangyang.

The child looked sincere:

"I love Steve's mom!"

"..."

Xu Xin's mouth twitched.

But Yang Mi continued to ask with a smile:

"So do you think Steve's mother is beautiful, or is your mother beautiful?"

"Mom is beautiful!"

This is Yangyang's answer.

On the contrary, it is warm...

"?"

Little Hercules tilted his head and looked at his smiling mother, his doubtful eyebrows seeming to say:

"you are pretty?"

Later, the two children saw their mother's acting skills.

From a gentle and gentle smile, he turned into a malicious person with no smile at all.

"Okay, okay, you two quickly follow grandpa and wash your hands."

Xu Xin quickly took care of the child.

And after the two children left, his first words were...

"I won't attend the parent-teacher meeting...you come."

"No. Just go ahead and see how beautiful Steve's mother is."

"..."

Do you also take what Xu Xinxin said about Tong Yanwuji to your heart?

Isn't there something wrong with this?

But Yang Mi looked at her husband and sneered:

“Like father, like son!”

But no matter what, the stamina of his Oscar seems to be greater than that of his golden bear and silver lion.

After all, when the children won these two awards, they didn't have any special reactions at school. But after winning this Oscar, it seems that he is completely "famous".

However, for the two children, the so-called Oscar trophy was only looked at and lost interest.

There was no way, there were too many of these things at home.

Surrounded by these various trophies since childhood, the two children have long been accustomed to it.

On the 16th.

Under Yang Mi's instigation, the couple got up early in the morning and went to send the baby.

The teacher who was picking up at the kindergarten gate was naturally surprised to see Xu Xin. However, the school rules made them only regard Director Xu as the parents of the children, not a big star, even if they met Director Xu.

What's more... they also have Director Xu's signature.

Not only his, but also Yang Mi's, Jay Chou, and Lang Lang's.

After taking the child away, Xu Xin's eyes also glanced around obscurely.

A little regretful.

Didn't see Steve's mother.

In Yang Yang's words... Steve's mother's legs are so long!

He really wanted to take a look.

No other meaning, mainly wanted to see how long it was.

After sending the baby and Yang Mi to the company, he turned around and walked directly to the old man's studio.

The old man's studio is on Guanghua Road, renting an office building covering nearly 400 square meters.

He has been here many times, so he is naturally familiar with the place.

When he walked out of the elevator, he just saw Pang Liwei holding the phone and waiting for the elevator.

"Sister Pang."

Hearing this greeting, Pang Liwei was stunned, and when she looked up, she suddenly laughed:

"I won't talk to you first."

She hung up the phone quickly and looked at Xu Xin:

"Xiao Xu! Haha, congratulations!"

Xu Xin, who has been told this sentence by countless people these days, smiled and responded:

"Hey, thank you Sister Pang! Where is Director Zhang?"

"Inside... Go quickly. I have to go out to discuss business with someone. By the way, Lao Tian is also here, but I don't know what they are talking about."

"...Ah?"

Xu Xin was stunned.

Old Tian…

“Tian Heping?”

“Yes!”

Pang Liwei nodded and pointed to the studio:

“That’s right.”

Xu Xin thought for a moment and said:

“Yeah, OK.”

He made way for the old man, watched him leave, and walked directly into the old man’s studio.

The glass door of the studio actually looked quite ordinary.

Except for a receptionist at the door, there was not even a door sign.

But the house number of the office building was posted prominently at the door.

Outsiders would never know that this was the studio of a big director, but anyone who could get the address could find it by matching it with the eye-catching house number.

“Director Xu!”

Seeing Xu Xin coming in, the receptionist stood up quickly.

Xu Xin smiled and nodded, and walked in on his own.

Although this studio is less than 400 square meters, it actually has a lot of design inside.

First of all, there are various posters of the old man’s movies, such as “Hero” and “Red Sorghum”.

Then there are various magazine covers, and the old man holding up the trophy when he won the award.

These are all Zhang Mo's designs.

Outsiders only need to look around to know the value behind these awards.

What's more... the biggest photo is the photo of the old man as the chief director of the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games and the leaders of the Olympic Committee.

The size is the largest and is placed in the most eye-catching position.

It obviously expresses one thing.

Of all the honors in this room, this honor is the most important.

Although it is not the first time he has come, every time he sees the old man's arrangement, he can't help but sigh... The old man's ideological awareness is really high.

Although he also thinks that this honor is more important than anything else, but... who made him not have his own studio.

Although Shuangwei also has a similar showroom, it is not so exaggerated. And what is displayed there is more of the multi-faceted nature of other artists.

It is really incomparable with the "exhibition hall" with honors hanging all over the wall like the old man.

After passing through the exhibition hall, we officially came to the old man's studio.

The old man's studio is actually no different from his home. The first thing to bear the brunt is a big table and a blackboard.

That is his working habit.

No matter whether it is the Olympics or movies... Whenever he starts to prepare for any project, he likes to have a group of people gather around a table for a meeting.

If there are any good ideas, write them down on the blackboard.

Discuss at any time, hold meetings at any time, and form teams at any time...

But there are not many people at the long table at this moment.

Xu Xin looked inside and happened to meet Zhang Mo, who was holding a teacup.

"Hey, you're here!"

Zhang Mo was very happy.

"Why didn't you say hello in advance?"

"Yeah."

Xu Xin smiled and responded, and then got straight to the point:

"Where is the old man?"

Zhang Mo pointed to the old man's own workshop:

"Where is that room... and Tian Heping. Do you know?"

"I know, I met Sister Pang at the door just now. What did she say to me...?"

"I don't know."

Zhang Mo shook his head:

"Don't even let me in."

"Uh..."

Xu Xin was a little curious.

Not even Zhang Mo was allowed in?

He was just thinking about it when he heard Zhang Mo say:

"Why don't you go ask around?"

"..."

Xu Xin was speechless.

He thought, if your own daughter can't do it, how can I do it?

But...it's true that he and Tian Bu are also comrades-in-arms.

In theory, there should be no relationship.

So he said:

"Then let me go in and take a look?"

"Okay. You go first. If you get kicked out, we can talk later."

"Um."

He nodded, went directly to the old man's office door, and knocked politely.

"Enter."

Hearing the movement inside, he opened the door.

Then I saw Zhang Yimou and Tian Heping, who had not seen each other for a long time. He had become fatter and his hair was thinner, and they looked over at the same time.

And the moment I saw Xu Xin...

Suddenly both of them were happy.

"Haha, come in, come in."

Zhang Yimou waved:

"I was talking about you just now, but you came before I thought."

"hey-hey."

Xu Xin smiled and nodded. After walking in, under Zhang Mo's speechless eyes, he closed the door tightly.

She rolled her eyes as she held the water glass.

Good guy.

My daughter-in-law wouldn't let her hear a word she said.

The "wild child" comes directly into the house, right?

More biased?

…

"Minister Tian. Long time no see."

"Hahaha, no."

Tian Heping smiled and nodded:

"You can't call me Xiao Xu now, you have to call me Director Xu."

"No, if you want to call me that, I'll turn around and leave, and I won't come back again."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Tian Heping smiled and took the cigarette from Xu Xin.

After shaking his hand to indicate that he would not smoke yet, so that Xu Xin did not need to take the lighter, he said directly:

"just came back?"

"Well, I just came back yesterday."

"Why don't you come here if you don't just rest at home?"

Hearing this, Xu Xin was stunned.

Then he laughed and said:

"Why don't you come to class now? The day I won the Oscar, Director Zhang asked me to come to him when I return to China. He wants to give me an ideological education class, so I don't dare to delay."

Zhang Yimou on the side also nodded and admitted:

"Indeed, but I really didn't expect you to come so early... jet lag?"

"Come here after a nap."

Xu Xin responded with a smile on the surface, but he began to murmur in his heart.

Why is this so strange to ask?

What is Lao Tian trying?

While he was thinking about it, he heard Tian Heping say:

"It just so happens that you're here, Xiao Xu. Then let me talk to you again... Yimou, I'll give you the application form in the past two days. Just fill it out and hand it in. To be honest, compared to others, With you here, I feel more at ease.”

Zhang Yimou didn't respond yet, but Xu Xin looked at Tian Heping with some confusion...

"Xiao Xu."

"ah?"

Facing his doubtful eyes, Tian Heping asked with a smile:

"Do you still have the heart to do the Olympics again?"

“…!!!!”

In an instant, Xu Xin was shocked and his pupils suddenly expanded!

"Um???"

He subconsciously turned his head and looked at Zhang Yimou, who was frowning.

"ah???"

Zhang Yimou looked at his exaggerated expression, thought for a while, and said:

"Okay. As long as everyone needs me, I'll be fine."

Tian Heping laughed:

"Haha, I also believe you don't have any problems! I mean, Xiao Xu has grown a lot, too. If nothing else, I believe that a small promotional video will be enough for you."

"???"

In Xu Xin's eyes that gradually became "surprised", Tian Heping continued:

"The current situation is almost certain that Poland will withdraw from the election... The Olympic Games require the strength of the whole country to complete, and Poland cannot support this Winter Olympics. As for Norway, Ukraine and Almaty... how? Speaking of which, I think they are also lacking in climate. For us, the Olympic Games is a new window to better show our style. After all, we all want to try the example of 2008. We can’t hold it again. Leave the rest to us, and you’ll be responsible for filming this promotional video.”

"good."

Zhang Yimou nodded:

"no problem."

After hearing this, Tian Heping turned to look at Xu Xin:

"Xiao Xu, what about you? Do you have any questions?"

"..."

Xu Xin's mouth twitched.

After thinking for a while, he asked:

"When does it start?"

"We'll start when Yimou submits the form."

"...A promotional video for the application?"

"That's right. At least 2 issues."

"……good."

Xu Xin nodded.

To be honest, he was full of questions now.

But at least I understood something.

This time it's not the Summer Olympics, but the Winter Olympics.

The Winter Olympics...when are they?

Since 2008, he has actually not cared much about the Olympics.

No way, desensitization.

Especially after watching the chaotic opening ceremony of the London Olympics, I was born with a kind of... well, it can barely be said to be a feeling of superiority.

I always feel that 2008 was the most exciting year.

As for the Winter Olympics, he really didn't pay much attention.

But none of those words mean anything now.

Regardless of whether he was lucky or not, at least he suddenly understood why Tian Heping asked him why he came here in the first place.

In fact, it’s normal to think about it.

Because it's such a coincidence.

It's only around 9 o'clock in the morning.

It probably didn't take long for Tian Heping to arrive before he arrived.

Others are on the front foot, and I am on the back foot... To say it is a coincidence is too much of a coincidence.

Thinking of this, he smiled and said:

"Minister Tian, ​​I have hit the jackpot by accident. Fortunately, I came here today, otherwise I would have nothing to do."

"That's not the case."

Tian Heping shook his head:

"Even if I didn't call you, wouldn't Yimou have to call you? What's more, the organizing committee also intends to let you experienced veterans from the original 2008 team come out to participate in activities. Even if I don't meet you today, I will call you after I confirm that you are back. You are here, just in time to talk about it."

Now, Xu Xin understood.

I couldn't help asking:

"Now it's a promotional video, and the subsequent opening ceremony..."

"See if it can be applied for."

Tian Heping shrugged:

"If it can be applied for, the process will probably be the same as before. First brainstorm and see whose plan is better, and then demonstrate and adopt it. As for the opening ceremony, our team is experienced, and I am more confident. But this matter... Yimou, have you considered it?"

"..."

Zhang Yimou's mouth twitched.

After thinking for a while, he replied:

"It's too early to consider the opening now. Let's take care of the present."

"That's fine..."

...

Tian Heping didn't stay for long.

He came here today to talk to Zhang Yimou face to face about the situation.

Some things are definitely better to talk about face to face than to communicate on the phone.

And since he has already agreed, he won't stay any longer.

Before 10 o'clock, he stood up and said goodbye.

He didn't say too much extra words, just said that he would communicate with us at any time about the progress of the application. And he would send a form to Zhang Yimou in the afternoon. After he filled it out, he would go through the procedures and officially confirm the old man as the chief director of the Winter Olympics promotional video.

Then, as before, the chief director took the lead to form a director team.

Xu Xin and others will enter the director group from this floor.

The process has not changed much.

After seeing Tian Heping off at the elevator entrance, Zhang Yimou turned around and walked into the studio after the elevator door closed.

Xu Xin knew that this matter had to be kept secret now, so he didn't say anything.

The two of them walked into the room without saying anything.

When they reached the long table, they saw Zhang Mo.

"Dad, what did you talk about?"

Zhang Mo looked curious, but Zhang Yimou shook his head and took Xu Xin directly to his office.

Seeing this, she immediately wanted to follow.

But after Xu Xin and Zhang Yimou entered the room, Zhang Yimou turned around and saw his daughter who was about to follow him in, and said directly:

"Don't come in, I have something to say to Xiao Xu."

"..."

Zhang Mo's face was full of speechlessness in an instant.

No...

What do you mean?

I can't listen even if people leave?

Why can Xu Xin listen, but I can't?

Could it be that I was sent here for recharging phone bills?

But Zhang Yimou didn't give her the opportunity to say more. He waved his hand, indicating that she should "step back", and then closed the door directly.

"Click" sound...

Zhang Mo looked at the tightly closed door and opened his mouth...

For a moment, he felt a blockage in his throat.

There was something in his heart... I couldn't tell whether it was a mouthful of phlegm or a fire, which was stuck in his trachea, unable to go up or down.

It was so uncomfortable...