I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 1112 1107. Cloud surge

Fuzhou, Wanda Cinema, VIP venue.

That's the good thing about Wanda's movie theaters. Regardless of the size of the city, cinemas will definitely be equipped with one or more VIP halls.

For these public figures visiting Fuzhou today, the VIP Hall is the best place to go.

Feng Xiaogang is no exception.

At this moment, he was sitting with his friend Lu Guoqiang at the screening of "Breaking Silence" and was stunned as he watched the scene on the screen of Hu Xiaoguang driving away with Yang Mi on the highway.

Until the vehicle disappeared among the high loess slopes all over the mountains and plains.

Until the screen faded to black and the theater lights came on.

The lights came on, indicating that the movie was over.

One after another, people stood up.

And in this scene...not to mention anything else, just talking about the people who came to watch, almost all of them were familiar to the audience.

Familiar faces were either sitting or standing up to leave.

In Feng Xiaogang's row, he actually sat in the middle and back position, near the left exit.

If compared with "10", Feng Xiaogang's position is 7.

However, the audience members who got up and left one after another were all heading in the direction of "1".

There is no way...who dares to face Feng Xiaogang?

Or ask Director Feng to give up his position?

Isn't that nonsense?

However, these colleagues are not surprised that Feng Xiaogang will appear in the cinema.

Let's not discuss his current attitude towards the Northwest Circle. Let's just say that he must appear here today.

So many leaders came from Yanjing.

This film festival is so popular.

Everyone has to give face.

Because we are all decent people.

If you really don't want to look decent, then don't blame others for helping you look decent.

Everyone understands, and Feng Xiaogang naturally understands.

Feng Xiaogang didn't sit on the chair for long. After he came to his senses, he said to Lu Guoqiang next to him:

"Let's go."

When he went out, the people coming down from behind him paused and bowed respectfully:

"Director Feng, please."

Feng Xiaogang nodded silently and led Lu Guoqiang to follow the team out.

He and Lu Guoqiang are old friends.

As for Lu Guoqiang... In the eyes of outsiders, this person is the manager of a film and television investment company in Beijing. He also has his own shares in many film and television supporting industry companies. He is a person with strong connections in the industry. Boss.

But in fact, anyone who understands the truth knows the true origin of Lu Guoqiang.

He started out as Feng Xiaogang's driver and assistant.

After following Feng Xiaogang for more than ten years, around 2005, he left Feng Xiaogang and started his own company.

Over the years, the two said they were assistants and directors, but in fact they got along like buddies. Moreover, Lu Guoqiang's company also has shares in Feng Xiaogang.

The relationship between the two is very harmonious, both in terms of human relations and financial interests.

No, none of Feng Xiaogang's four assistants came to the VIP hall today.

But Lu Guoqiang was by his side.

It's almost 12:30 now.

Feng Xiaogang naturally did not intend to continue watching. He also invited his friends to have dinner together at noon.

And as soon as he came out, some old faces from Beijing circles, some of whom walked quickly, were already waiting for him.

But the strange thing is that no one said anything.

This is not the right time to say anything.

At this juncture, no one can say anything... whether it's picking and choosing, or whether it's rave reviews.

Can't say anything.

The former said it was a taboo, the latter said... wouldn't that increase the enemy's morale and destroy one's own prestige?

So, silence is golden, and everyone walked towards the elevator together.

Wait for the elevator.

Get off the elevator.

After arriving at Wanda's garage, even though it seemed a bit like encroaching on the already narrow basement road, Feng Xiaogang's car was already waiting on the roadside.

"Let's go, let's meet at the hotel."

The team disbanded.

Feng Xiaogang took Lu Guoqiang into the commercial vehicle together.

The car was moving slowly, and Lu Guoqiang, who was sitting in the middle seat, asked:

"Brother, how do you feel?"

There are not many people in the circle who can use this kind of affectionate address.

Lu Guoqiang is obviously one of them.

Faced with his question, Feng Xiaogang was speechless.

I just looked at my colleagues through the car window for a long time... until I waited until the basement entrance.

Feng Xiaogang saw his assistant taking the mobile phone from the co-pilot to his driver.

Nowadays, online payment is popular, and cash is gradually becoming less popular.

However, Feng Xiaogang hasn't studied these things well enough...or he doesn't use them often.

There is no way, there are not many times when he is allowed to spend money in person.

But when the driver handed over his mobile phone to swipe it, Feng Xiaogang heard the toll collector wave his hand and ran out of the booth.

When they came out, the other party pressed the remote control and the railing was lifted directly. But the toll collector said:

"Thank you, Director Feng, for coming to Wanda to guide our work. Thank you for your hard work. Thank you."

The driver was stunned.

He took back his cell phone, politely thanked him and drove out.

When the car reached the slope, Feng Xiaogang subconsciously turned his head.

I found that the cars of the buddies and friends who were following me had also come out.

The toll collector stood aside to see him off.

"..."

He thought for a while and asked his assistant:

"How do they know about our car?"

"They have marked out a guest area in B2, and the people in the VIP hall park there. The license plates are counted."

After the assistant finished speaking, Lu Guoqiang laughed:

"Ha, this work is done meticulously."

But Feng Xiaogang continued to ask:

"Is it like this in all theaters, or is it just us?"

The assistant was stunned and quickly said:

"I haven't asked yet...I'll ask?"

"...No need."

Feng Xiaogang shook his head.

There's no need to ask.

It's just...

"The work is really meticulous."

He suddenly sighed.

He is a director. No matter whether he is rolling in the world or rolling in the secular world, he is always used to switching many different angles when looking at things.

Others may think that this is just a benefit brought by status.

But when it comes to him, he has seen the whole Fuzhou...Let's not talk about how ordinary audiences are treated, just talk about the detailed and complete reception plan for these artists who come to participate in the ceremony.

Wanda people...are quite arrogant.

This is the truth.

After all, their size is there.

Feng Xiaogang can say with certainty that if they didn't have a detailed plan, they would definitely not make such a change.

It's not like he hasn't held a premiere at Wanda before.

He has never heard of setting aside an area in the basement for reception.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously asked:

"Who is responsible for the reception in Fuzhou this time?"

He is well-informed and naturally knows that this is not an administrative treatment.

It is specially made for receiving colleagues.

The "people-friendly" administrative treatment is for those above, and what to do with the people below is basically not considered.

"Xu Xin. I heard from them that the reception plan for the film and television industry was formulated by him. Isn't he one of the vice presidents of the executive committee?"

This is what Lu Guoqiang said.

"..."

Feng Xiaogang was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"No wonder... I've heard from others that he is careful."

Lu Guoqiang was happy when he heard this.

"Brother, that's not right. I heard that Yang Mi seemed to help him with things at home. It seems that Yang Mi said it herself, saying that Xu Xin blew up the kitchen when he was cooking at home..."

"Where did she say that?"

"I forgot, it seems that it was someone's cocktail party, and I heard them say that Yang Mi complained about him to others one day."

He said this in a relaxed tone.

He treated this as a joke.

But Feng Xiaogang didn't smile and didn't respond.

After the car passed a traffic light, he suddenly said:

"You are familiar with Mu Xiaoguang, right?"

"Yes."

"... I have a script here. I will send it to you later. You send it to him and tell him to ask Bingbing if she wants to act in it."

Lu Guoqiang was stunned and said subconsciously:

"Isn't this... inappropriate?"

"Just ask for the time being."

"Okay."

Lu Guoqiang agreed first, and then continued:

"Brother, although I don't know what you think, I think... Liang Bingning's current position is not ours, and your identity and status are here..."

"Guoqiang, what do you think of this movie?"

Feng Xiaogang didn't let him finish, and directly asked the question he asked himself just now.

"Uh..."

Although Lu Guoqiang was interrupted, he didn't force it to continue.

He knew Feng Xiaogang too well.

So he thought about it and said:

"I don't know what you think, but I think it's OK. It's not as good as "The Burning Sun". It gives me the feeling of... a knife wrapped in a sheath. This subject matter can actually be deeper, but he didn't dig deeper, just a shallow layer... He hid everything he wanted to express, which is not very satisfying, nor very satisfying. I don't understand why it won the Best Director Award at Cannes."

Hearing this, Feng Xiaogang didn't seem surprised and explained:

"He can't go any further. If he goes any further, this film won't be shown in China. To this extent, not offending both sides is actually the smartest way... This kid has always been very accurate in grasping people's hearts. He knows how to express his own things without offending people. It's indeed not comparable to "The Burning Sun". But... it's really not bad, and the good part of his film is not the story, but other aspects."

"For example?"

"For example..."

Speaking of this, Feng Xiaogang paused.

It seems difficult to summarize.

It seems that he doesn't know whether to say it or not.

But after a moment of silence, he said:

"He didn't use any special techniques this time, did you notice?"

"Yes."

Lu Guoqiang nodded quickly:

"I didn't see any particularly tense freeze-frame pictures... He didn't seem to care much about the pictures, most of them were real scenes. Most of the camera arrangements also looked very ordinary..."

"What he focused on was the story. What kind of film is this? A commercial film? An art film?"

"..."

When Feng Xiaogang asked this question, Lu Guoqiang frowned.

Yes.

How should this film be defined?

Art film? ...Not really.

It is definitely not an art film in the traditional sense.

The core of his story and the camera are unified.

There is no metaphor or expression of thought.

Not to mention commercial films...

This film...He knew at a glance that the box office would not be too high.

Of course, this "not high" refers to his past performance. Because what he filmed did not give people a sense of struggle and wanting to stop as much as "Scorching Sun", and the story was not a highlight either.

It's...a good movie.

But the box office attributes are really not strong.

Neither side is stained, and both sides are stained a little.

After thinking for a long time, he gave the answer:

"It's like...just a feature film."

"Um."

Rarely, Feng Xiaogang agreed with him.

"It's just a feature film. A good script, some good actors, using the simplest techniques to make a feature film. It doesn't focus on commercial attributes, and it doesn't have any obscure things in art films."

"Sounds pretty ordinary."

"But this is what you call an ordinary film that won Cannes. Do you think it won by its story? Or by its directorial skills? Or by its actors?"

"this……"

Lu Guoqiang didn't know what to say again.

But Feng Xiaogang said it for him:

"He didn't rely on it, but he also relied on it. This film... is not strong in any aspect, but it has no shortcomings in any aspect. You can't even tell the director's style... Didn't you just ask me after watching it? What does it feel like? My feeling is that he has provided a template for all colleagues, or... a model for everyone.”

"What...what?"

"As he has always said before, a director should first learn to shoot a story. Then consider other things! And for this film, he chose a qualified story, used a group of right actors, and paired it with his "unremarkable" character. The director worked on three pillars to produce such a work. It is not strong, not outstanding, and not as sharp as "The Heart of the Sun" but..."

When Feng Xiaogang said this, he suddenly sighed:

"Sigh... He used this method to tell some people that it's okay to make movies this way. You see, the box office of his movie won't be too high, but it will definitely make money. He got the honorary recognition first. , the movie also made money, and the story is not bad, and it belongs to the category of classics.

This is a new road... that is not new.

Nowadays, movies are either trying their best to rely on business. They need to make money at the box office and place ads to make money. In order to make money, everything can be sacrificed.

Either like Lou Ye, I will make art films. I want to have my own style, and I won’t change it even to death. If you can't accept it, you just can't appreciate art.

The threshold for art films is too high.

The commercial component of the commercial film is too strong.

He doesn't like it either.

So, he makes feature films. A movie, a story. Money, earn a little bit. Awards and honors, get some. You don’t have to be top-notch on both sides, but you want both.

He's balancing. "

"Then isn't this just mediocre?"

"But it is suitable for the vast majority of mediocre people. Do you understand? Because the vast majority of people are not me, nor Lou Ye. If they want to survive, they can only be mediocre. And this child Xiao Xu... for all mediocre people, Pointed out a way."

"..."

Lu Guoqiang's brows furrowed completely.

Point out the way for mediocre people...?

Meaning...just follow his template? A similar story, similar actors, and similar works...?

Not so "pretty".

But it’s not ugly either.

The audience can accept it, and it can also allow people who pursue artistic enjoyment to "eat" a little more.

Not starving to death, but definitely not able to hold on?

Can……

"What's the point of doing this?"

He didn't understand for a while.

But Feng Xiaogang did not answer this question.

He just leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes.

Because in his opinion, this is not a problem at all.

It won't take long for Lu Guoqiang to figure out the meaning of doing this.

When there are enough "bad coins" in the middle, won't those "good coins" have no way to survive?

You can't satisfy everyone with one movie.

However, when the base of good and not bad works increases, there will definitely be people competing to get ahead. And those who are not capable enough will not starve to death as long as they follow this method.

There are many people in China.

There are many spectators.

It’s enough to support a film and television industry.

As long as you don't mess around.

As long as you don't mess around.

you……

A line was drawn and another bowl of rice was brought.

Is that what you mean?

Xiao Xu.

You don’t need to reward me with this meal.

Let others eat.

Those who are able eat more, and those who are lazy eat less.

No work, no food.

right?

"Ha~"

Suddenly, Feng Xiaogang, who had his eyes closed to relax, chuckled softly.

Whether it was innocence or youthful spirit... He no longer thought about it.

He just said to the assistant in front:

"Book tickets for his Hollywood movie in the afternoon...do you have anything else to do in the past two days?"

"Uh... no. You have a business cooperation on the 7th..."

"Well, just stay here for the next few days. No need to tell others, let's enjoy this film festival."

He made the decision directly.

…

"Hello, movie fans, we are reporters from the Film and Television Entertainment Newspaper. Can I be interviewed by you?"

Lin Dong stopped two male audience members who seemed to be watching the movie together.

And I sympathized with these two people in my heart.

Tsk.

pitiful.

Two young men came to watch a movie.

You must not have a girlfriend, right?

The two boys, who looked to be college students, looked at each other and nodded:

"Ok, Ok."

"Um...what movie did you two watch?"

Lin Dong, who can be said to be hard-working in the interview field, handed the microphone between the two of them.

A boy lowered his head and approached the microphone:

""your name.""

Lin Dong was stunned.

This movie... sounds a bit familiar.

What's going on?

He was a little stuck.

At this time, the tacit understanding between "master and apprentice" emerged.

Liu Chang saw that Brother Lin was stuck and quickly added:

"Is it a work by Japanese director Makoto Shinkai?"

"Hmm, yes!"

Lin Dong came to his senses instantly.

I remembered.

That cartoon.

But to be honest, he really didn't know much.

After all, apart from Director Xu's works, his main focus was on the competition section.

So he asked:

"Does it look good? How do you feel?"

Very formulaic level.

But the two boys were beaming:

"nice!"

"Wow...it's really good! This movie is so good!"

Lin Dong corrected himself in his mind: That's called a cartoon. The shadow of a hammer...

Of course, this is a two-dimensional bias.

But his face remained calm and he continued to ask:

"What do you think is more attractive to you?"

"Both of us are fans of "Five Centimeters per Second", so this time we came together to watch the latest work of director Makoto Shinkai... You know, usually we can only watch his movies online, and they are not introduced in China. This time it's good It was easy to bring in, and according to director Makoto Shinkai, it was a world premiere, so we came here from Zhejiang.”

"It's really worth the trip! It's so beautiful! This story is my top recommendation! Whether it's the color tone or the story... it's really the first place! I recommend everyone to watch it! This movie is great! "

That's called a cartoon...

Lin Dong continued to complain in his heart.

But he found other entry points for interviews:

"Aren't you two from Fuzhou?"

The two boys were stunned:

"Do you think we have an accent?"

"I'm from the Northeast, didn't you hear that?"

"..."

For a while, Lin Dong was a little confused.

Subconsciously asked:

"How did those two come from Zhejiang?"

"We are college roommates and came here specifically for this movie. We got in the car at around 8 o'clock last night and went straight here today. We will watch the movie for two days and go back on Monday!"

Lin Dongxin said that you two are special forces...

He was speechless.

After thinking about it, I decided to end the interview, so I asked the last question:

"So how do you feel when you get here?"

When the boy who claimed to be from the Northeast heard this question, he suddenly nodded vigorously:

"Well done! This is the first time for both of us to attend a film festival... We were quite nervous when we arrived. We asked on the forum how to get there... Unexpectedly, we got the film festival viewing guide as soon as we got off the train. From the bus route , to movie screenings, as well as delicacies and snacks... The film festival is so well prepared that people like us who have never been to Fuzhou will not take any detours... I feel that everyone here is very friendly. They are all smiling..."

"It's not like everyone is smiling. We went to eat this morning, and there were a lot of people in that snack bar. The boss seemed to feel that there were too many people and was very impatient, but next to him was a guy with a red armband... He was like that... Force a smile, you know...it's very interesting...but the food is really delicious, but the portion of Fuzhou noodles is too small..."

"You from Shanxi must feel small. I think it's okay. I don't like to eat noodles, I like to eat rice. But it's really delicious. We have never participated in a film festival before... But now it seems, It’s pretty good. But Zhejiang is a bit far away from Xi’an. If I go there next year, I’ll probably have to miss school…”

"Hey, what a fool! Don't talk nonsense in front of the camera... This paragraph is so strangled, if our instructor sees us, we will be dead..."

"Oh, yes, yes, this Gulu pinched me. Anyway...it's good! "Your Name" is so beautiful! You will definitely not be disappointed...and...if friends from out of town want to come, come and take a look, it's not bad, You don’t need to prepare anything, just take this. It’s so nice here, it’s convenient for everything! Even the hotel is cheap... Since we didn’t have enough budget, we just stayed in the Internet cafe..."

"..."

Lin Dong finished the interview with his mouth twitching.

And he didn't end it on his own initiative.

It was these two boys. When they saw the queue over there to buy tickets, they quickly went to queue.

After the interview, Liu Chang put down the camera and asked Lin Dong:

"Brother Lin, our movie is about to start..."

They didn't get the tickets just now.

"John Wick" was full, and even for internal tickets, there was a queue.

"No hurries."

Lin Dong rolled his eyes:

"Go and interview a few more."

With that said, he walked directly in the direction of the other people...

…

"So... this was a murder caused by a dog?"

The movie is finished.

Zhang Mo hugged her husband's arm and walked out.

One side concluded.

Meng Danqing was speechless:

"Aren't you afraid of being sued?"

Zhang Mo was shocked:

"Eh? Do you even know this?...Are you really a foreigner?"

“…I’ve already said it, can you please stop calling me this discriminatory name? I’m your husband, you marry me, you follow me wherever I go, aren’t you also a foreigner? If we have a child together, it will also be a foreigner!”

“This…cough cough.”

Zhang Mo coughed quickly:

“Well…we identify with each other culturally. We don’t look at skin color or ancestry.”

“That’s not an excuse for you to say the “N” word, right? It’s okay for you to call me a nigger.”

“Look, look! It’s out! I’m telling you, you racist!”

“…”

Meng Danqing’s mouth twitched.

So it’s okay for you Chinese to call me a nigger, but it’s not okay for me to call me a nigger, right?

You are the biggest discriminators!

You still call me a foreigner!

He shook his head helplessly, threw the popcorn and drink bottles they had finished into the trash can, and then said:

"Do you think it's good?"

"Hmm..."

Zhang Mo thought about it and said:

"It's unexpectedly mediocre. Except for the fighting scenes, which are very exciting, and not verbose at all. But in other aspects...whether it's the plot or anything else, it's mediocre. It's hard to imagine that this is a movie made by Xu Xin..."

"No, you should say that this is a movie made by Xu Xin in Hollywood."

"Then how do you feel?"

"I feel pretty good. You have to know that this is not our place..."

"It's our place, this is my home, you foreigner, hahahahaha...don't scratch, don't scratch...hahahahaha..."

Unable to stand the racist around him, Meng Danqing chose the most direct way to punish him.

Tickling.

He scratched his wife's armpits and gave her an electric dragon drill.

Zhang Mo almost laughed himself to death.

And under his wife's sincere apology, he forgave her.

Holding hands, he continued to speak as his wife panted slightly:

"Hollywood has its own rules. If you want to pay homage to a leader, you must pay homage to him. With an investment of 25 million, you have achieved such a good result. What else can you ask for? The plot is acceptable, the story is acceptable, and the actors are acceptable. Although it doesn't have much depth, it is enjoyable enough. It is not dragged out or verbose. It is a high-quality film that uses 25 million, which is as small as it can be, to push the completion of a movie to this level. Are you still not satisfied?... What's more, how long have you not seen an action movie that makes people shine?"

"Hmm..."

Following her husband's thoughts, Zhang Mo nodded unconsciously:

"You know what, it's true. The action in his film... is very new. It's not the traditional style of a martial artist. And... it's half true and half false. For a moment, I couldn't tell whether his movements were practical or not. But it's definitely not the kind of high-speed movements derived from the camera. It feels like it can be used in reality..."

"Because MR. Wick is a living person! This is what makes this movie interesting. An imaginary world, a flesh-and-blood person. Injuries will bleed, and sadness will make you sad... This movie is really good. "

Meng Danqing said, and suddenly scratched his head:

"When we go to the United States next month, let's go shooting?"

Hearing this, Zhang Mo, who usually has no interest in guns, nodded unusually:

"Okay."

You know what.

She's itching to do it now.

It's all because of this movie...

...

"Brothers, I highly recommend John Wick! It's really good!"

"Really? Did you go to Fuzhou?"

"Yes, my girlfriend and I bought a package ticket for the Silk Road Film Festival and came here to play for a few days. I just watched John Wick, it's really, really good! Damn, blood spurted out of every shot... It's so cool!"

"Blood spurted out of every shot? Will this movie pass the review?"

"Why can't it pass if there's blood? Anyway, don't worry about it, really, come and see it. Although I haven't seen other films at this film festival, I think it's worth it just for this one! It's the world premiere!"

"What about Yang Mi's Lucy? How is it?"

"I haven't seen it yet, I didn’t get a ticket because the premiere was in the evening. It’s so hard to get a ticket for her!”

“I kind of want to go and see it, and I saw the reviews, and the movie “Your Name” that was screened had a super high score! It’s a pity that I can’t see the TC version…”

“Who dares to TC? The Silk Road Film Festival has never seen TC in all these years. It’s only a three- to five-second clip at most. Who dares to TC? TC in the morning and then go in the afternoon.”

“Anyway, does it mean it’s very good?”

“It’s extremely good. I won’t talk to you anymore. I’m going to eat. My girlfriend got a ticket for “Coming Home.”

Such arguments have spread from small groups of friends to public media such as Weibo.

To be honest, film festivals actually have a star effect.

Whether it’s the main competition unit or the screening unit, as media, their instinct makes them chase the most popular films.

It’s like Xu Xin’s “Love Is Not Blind” was shortlisted for the Cannes screening on the 23rd. It’s obviously not eligible for awards, but it still tracks audience feedback in real time in China.

The same is true for the Silk Road Film Festival.

Whether it is the screening or the competition unit, everyone is chasing the films they are interested in, with the popularity and influence that cannot be measured.

So, when the first movies were screened one after another, some news popped up on the Internet like flowers.

Whether it is Weibo, Moments, chat groups or Tieba.

["Embroidered Spring Blade"! An authentic martial arts movie! ]

["Lucy", how exciting is Yang Mi's Hollywood blockbuster! ]

[Qualified or Outstanding? Xu Xin's first trip to Hollywood, is "John Wick" good?]

[Liu Zhishi's comeback, Zhang Yimou's return to his original intention, and hot reviews of "Coming Home\