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Chapter 160 158 History books are both small and large

Chapter 160 158. History books are both small and large

Xu Xin doesn't know if Jay Chou will help the Olympic opening and closing ceremony team if he joins the Olympic song collection.

But it will definitely make everyone’s enthusiasm for the Olympics even higher. This is unmistakable.

And to say that his greatest contribution at this moment is to temporarily pull Xu Xin out of the uncomfortable state after the plan was rejected.

Through movies, I can temporarily put my attention elsewhere.

"The editing progress is quite fast."

The two of them were facing two laptops, and Xu Xin said calmly:

"I estimate that it will be completed by the end of March. Where are the post-production special effects? How are they going?"

"I went to Tokyo this time to get the film."

"……So fast?"

"Absolutely. Ours is not a big movie special effect, and they are only doing it for the Chinese New Year. So it's done. Go get it and bring it back to the editing company."

"Well……"

After hearing this, Xu Xin thought for a while and said:

"Then you have to quickly find someone who understands French and start French subtitles."

"..."

Jay Chou's mouth twitched:

"You don't really want to send it to Cannes, do you?"

"……What's the meaning?"

After Xu Xin asked, he saw his somewhat uncomfortable expression:

"Although I am very confident in my music... can this movie script... really go to Cannes?"

After hearing this, Xu Xin suddenly laughed out loud:

"Haha~"

"...What are you laughing at?"

"Just laugh at your expression..."

After he clicked on the ten-minute condensed clip again, he looked at Ye Xianglun and Qingyi on the screen and said unhurriedly:

"You have to be more confident in your children, right? It doesn't cost anything anyway, it's just multiple copies and multiple subtitles. You don't lose anything, right? Our children don't necessarily have to live according to the rules set by others. Under the standard. But there is a word that describes it very appropriately, called: participation is the key. Right?

I think this movie is very good. Although your acting skills may be a little weak, in terms of story and script, it is a very clever structural tie-in. I think it's pretty good... So, don't belittle yourself, our movies are not made to satisfy everyone. You just need to find your own audience. Give it a try, you might see a miracle. Anyway, there is no threshold for submission. What's more... there is no miracle and nothing is lost. right? "

"……Um."

Jay Chou nodded:

"Sounds reasonable...but do you have enough time?"

"It's in time. I asked Sister Mo that the final deadline is April 8th. It will be no problem to send it before then."

"good."

"Okay...get out of here."

"……ah?"

"Give me some time and I'll think about the Olympics."

"okay……"

Jay Chou nodded and was about to leave with his notebook, but when he reached the door, he suddenly turned around and said:

"Axin..."

"what?"

Xu Xing just turned his head and saw Jay Chou's squirming look.

"Can you speak more gently? You're asking me to leave, not telling people to get lost. It's so rude~"

"Damn it, why are you so gay when you're gay! Get out of here! Don't be like this~"

"Hahahaha~"

The joke was also made, which helped relieve the unhappiness of my friend to the greatest extent.

The rest is up to you.

…

It's normal for good friends to sleep in their own homes.

Anyway, we have enough room at home.

Jay Chou sleeps in Xu Miao's room, and Dani sleeps in the guest room.

The two of them were probably tired. When Xu Xin came to his senses, there was no movement inside and outside the house.

But Xu Xin couldn't sleep.

There was always one thing floating in his mind.

In other words...a memorial.

Everyone in the Celestial Dynasty knows what memorials are. The square notebooks held by emperors in movies and TV series are so common.

It's not that Xu Xin doesn't know what this thing looks like... he's thinking.

Thinking about the fleeting inspiration that came to my mind after Director Zhang described the plan as a memorial.

Always felt……

This thing is like a breakthrough.

But I had no idea for a while.

In fact, Director Zhang has always had a dispute with the people in the team, which is how to display the "paper" among the four great inventions.

At first, he planned to make a large piece of paper more than one hundred meters long and dozens of meters wide, showing the contribution of the Chinese papermaking technology. But Mark Fisher on the team raised clear objections.

He believes that the reason why paper can be called paper is because it can be endowed with the characteristics of writing and recording.

And paper that is more than a hundred meters long and dozens of meters wide...

That's not called paper.

In other words, it cannot be given the meaning of paper.

Later, after thinking of Guernica, the team finally defined the papermaking process as a kind of painting drawn on paper using special gunpowder.

This kind of gunpowder will be laid on the paper in advance, and then hidden through a technical means, similar to a picture-in-picture method. When the time comes, as soon as the scene is lit... the paper is immediately given a copy of "Guernica", followed by a group of volunteers, whether they are old people, children, Chinese, foreigners, yellow people, white people, black people... all People of the world come and wipe it.

After wiping it quickly, flowers will appear.

It expresses the meaning that war can only bring trauma, but flowers will bloom after erasing war.

A debate also extends from this, that is, whether to use a large LED screen...

The team hasn't made up its mind yet.

Of course, this is something to talk about later.

This is how the theme and main links of "paper" are designed.

But now the leaders have asked not to overemphasize the structure of the four great inventions, but to closely integrate with the world...

Normal people should be thinking about how to redo the plan... but Xu Xin didn't.

He has been stuck with the "memorial" in his mind.

Do you want to use paper?

how to use?

How can we comply with the leadership's suggestions?

How to show the four great inventions and some traditional elements?

These are all things he considered.

And everything, in his mind, could not get around this memorial.

Let him collapse a little.

Think about it...

Half a pack of cigarettes was gone.

But he couldn't figure it out.

Why do you care so much about the memorial?

Now that he was sitting, his waist was a little numb. He was filled with impatience and stood up uncomfortably, intending to move his body.

After stretching a lot, he thought for a while and walked to the row of ancient shelves where antiques were placed.

I found a large piece of paper used for drawing storyboards, brought it to the table, and started folding it forward and backward.

Soon, it was folded into a memorial.

Then I looked over and over again.

Expand it and see it, put it together and see it, expand it again... and put it together again...

Gradually, his face became more and more irritable.

damn it……

Why can't you figure it out?

Subconsciously, I touched the cigarette box, only to find that... the cigarette box was empty.

"..."

With a somewhat speechless mood, he walked out, intending to go to the living room to get a new pack of cigarettes.

But the door you take is not the door that leads directly from the study to the main hall, but the door that goes along the courtyard corridor.

The smell of cigarette smoke is a bit strong in the house, so I need to put it away.

As soon as he went out, he felt a refreshing blast of fresh cold air.

I suddenly felt much more comfortable.

Although the heating in the room is sufficient, it still feels a bit hot after staying there for a long time.

When the cold wind blows, it's really refreshing.

This year has come to an end. The Lantern Festival is on the 4th, and it will be over after that.

And if you were in your hometown, you might still occasionally hear the sound of firecrackers on the streets at this time... Children like to play with these things the most. When Xu Xin was a child, he even competed with his idiot as a child to see who was braver and lit firecrackers...

Although it's not a particularly big firecracker, it's crazy enough to think about it now...

Yanjing has not heard the sound of firecrackers for a long time.

While opening the new cigarette box, he was thinking wildly...

Simply, I stopped going into the study and just started walking in the yard.

Smoking and walking.

By the way, I turned on the lights in the yard.

Everyone in the north knows that smoking outdoors in winter is particularly interesting when the smoke is thick and long...

In order to relieve himself, Xu Xin worked hard to blow out more breath and smoke, making himself look like a fairy and full of smoke.

Use this childishness to distract the irritability in your heart.

Unexpectedly, before he finished smoking a cigarette, the door of Xu Miao's room opened.

Jay Chou, who hadn't slept yet, stood at the door with a puzzled look on his face:

"What are you doing?"

"Walking around...change your mind. Are you awake?"

"No, the mattress of this bed is a bit hard, I'm not used to it."

"Oh, I'll give you a new one tomorrow. You can't always sleep on a soft bed, it's not good for your waist."

The two chatted for a while, and Jay Chou looked at Xu Xin walking around the yard while chatting, and asked:

"Can't you think about it tomorrow?"

"I can't sleep anyway...Hey, do you know the memorial?"

Treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, Xu Xin suddenly took a bite.

Jay Chou nodded subconsciously:

"I know, it's an imperial edict. Once it is unfolded, it will be carried by heaven. The emperor's edict says..."

"...????"

Xu Xin was stunned. Looking at his confident popular science, the first speechless thought came to his mind:

"No wonder your grades in middle school were so bad, you couldn't even get into college..."

You can even get memorials and edicts wrong, you are so awesome... huh?

Suddenly, after the first thought, the second thought suddenly filled my mind.

Imperial decree?

Blessed by heaven?

Imperial decree? ?

reel? ?

"Um?????"

"...What? What I said is wrong?"

Seeing that Xu Xin suddenly stopped walking, Jay Chou, who was leaning against the door frame, was a little puzzled.

But Xu Xin ignored him, and just stared at him with a pair of eyes... Staring at him made Jay Chou a little hairy.

"A...A Xin?"

Feeling a little uncomfortable being stared at by his wolf-like eyes, Jay Chou couldn't help but speak again.

But Xu Xin's mind was quickly filled with a sudden idea.

After being woken up, without saying anything, he said:

"Come help me!"

After saying that, he went directly into the study.

"Well……"

Jay Chou was stunned and quickly followed.

As soon as I entered the study, I was choked by the strong smell of second-hand smoke.

After coughing, Xu Xin hurriedly opened the glass door of the antique shelf, and then began to rummage through the cabinets.

His face immediately turned green:

"Please, be gentle..."

He was so frightened that he hurried over to prevent the porcelain from falling...

It doesn't matter if it hits A Xin on the head.

It's not okay if the antique is broken into pieces.

Then I saw Xu Xin pulled out a bunch of calligraphy and painting scrolls from the cabinet.

Pull it in the east and throw one in the west.

These aren't all antique calligraphy and paintings, are they...

An idea flashed through Zhou Jielun's mind. He was speechless when he suddenly saw Xu Xin taking out a very thick scroll. After untying the rope, he spread it directly on the site...

"Fuck...fuck! What are you doing, bad guy!"

Brother, is this how you play with antiques?

Do you think it's a carpet?

As the scroll unfolded, Jay Chou instinctively looked for the signature of this painting of flowers, birds and fish.

Then I saw the name on the signature:

"In the tenth month of the reign of Emperor Guangxu, it is an auspicious day to be appointed as Yi in the year of Bon."

Ren Bonian?

I seem to have heard this name somewhere...

But there was no time to think, because Xu Xin had already said:

"Roll it up and go over there, quick."

"..."

Speechlessly, he walked to the other end of the scroll painted during the Guangxu period. He squatted down and started to face the scroll with Xu Xin.

Soon, the original single-head scroll painting became a double-scroll painting.

"What does this look like to you?"

"...Imperial decree?"

Looking at the scroll in Xu Xin's hand, Jay Chou said something.

But Xu Xin shook his head:

"No, picture scroll!"

"..."

Jay Chou's mouth twitched.

Isn’t what you said all nonsense?

This is also a picture scroll in itself, okay?

But Xu Xin, whose mind was already heated up, ignored it and opened the scroll a little, revealing the flower and bird painting inside, and then said:

"You hold the other end."

"……good."

The two of them looked at each other, and Xu Xin said again:

"Look, this is our five thousand years of history..."

"..."

For no reason, Jay Chou felt that the scroll in his hand suddenly felt very, very heavy.

"Put it in, Juan!"

"good."

Although he didn't know what his friend wanted to do, Jay Chou nodded and slowly started to rewind the scroll.

But the speed is not fast, because Xu Xin is also very slow.

"Look, this scroll is constantly turning. It's our history! Do you understand! From the Sui people's slash-and-burn cultivation, to Shennong's taste of herbs, the two emperors of Yan and Huang, the rule of Yao and Shun, the emperors of the Tang Dynasty and the Song Dynasty, Dayu's flood control, and Shang Yang's reforms , Spring and Autumn Period and Warring States Period..."

Although Jay Chou's academic performance was not very good, he also knew that Xu Xin made many mistakes in the timeline.

But...it doesn't matter.

Because he already understood what Xu Xin meant:

"History is just a picture, right?"

"right!"

As he spoke, the scroll had already rolled to the end.

Without Xu Xin's need to say anything, Jay Chou began to retaliate, and Xu Xin continued to say:

"In the middle of the volume, there is a piece of paper, a blank piece of paper! That represents the blank space before the birth of our civilization. Then... our ancestors began to write our own history on this paper. Written by people themselves. The history of history! Do you understand? From the ancient mountains and rivers, to the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties to us today... A piece of paper should have the feeling of cave murals, the elegance of ink landscape paintings, and children. The innocence and childishness, and the kind of... the soul-stirring feeling that there are so many beauties in the country..."

"...Then you need a big piece of paper, otherwise you might not be able to write!"

"Yes!!! Just a big piece of paper!!"

Jay Chou's words coincided with the thoughts in Xu Xin's mind, making his eyes completely light up:

"Yes, yes, that's so right! It's just a big piece of paper, so long, so big! It can hold five thousand years of history, and it can hold thousands of years of grand hegemony and hard work! ... Hahahahaha! That's right! Yes, that’s it! That’s it!!”

For some reason, Xu Xin, whose hands were completely shaking, laughed wildly, casually threw the scroll he bought for God knows how much money on the ground, picked up a blank roll of paper and the box of pencils, and ignored Jay Chou. , also ignored everything in the room, and leaned directly in front of the table.

The things in his mind no longer allowed him to think about anything else.

Picked up the paintbrush, two horizontal strokes, two vertical strokes, which are the great achievements of this country with great achievements for thousands of years!

"..."

Jay Chou was speechless.

It just echoes the words "it can last for five thousand years".

In the midst of this excitement, I unconsciously looked at the display of porcelain at my friend's house.

Vaguely, he seemed to feel...

I have been stuck on the Chinese style songs from my next album for a long time...

It seems that there is a clue.

…

Olympic Building.

Almost all the creative team came back overnight.

The atmosphere in the large conference room was extremely solemn.

Everyone unconsciously looked at Zhang Yimou, who was sitting on the chair without saying a word.

But after taking a look, he didn't know what to say, so he could only lower his head again.

Last night, Wei Lanfang told everyone about this.

So when I came this morning, many people’s eyes were red and swollen.

Crying... is out of the question.

It's just that I didn't have a good rest and suffered from insomnia.

It also made everyone's faces reveal a sense of irritability and loss.

"...Where is Xiao Xu?"

Zhang Wu looked around and found that Xu Xin was nowhere to be seen, so he asked Wei Lanfang.

Wei Lanfang shook his head:

"I called just now...no one answered."

"..."

Zhang Wu was speechless.

But his words brought Zhang Yimou back to his senses after falling into silence.

He didn't ask where Xu Xin was, but said directly:

"Then... let's talk about it. Let's see how this plan can be modified... I'll make a statement first."

Everyone subconsciously sat up straight.

"First of all, I think what the leader said is right...I thought about it for a long time last night. We do seem to be narrow-minded in this regard. So, next, everyone's main job is to find a way to carry the The four great inventions to be weakened, as well as the carrier of the ancient chronicle part..."

The moment these words were spoken, someone immediately wanted to speak.

Want to argue.

I want to fight for it again...

But Zhang Yimou didn't give them a chance. In one sentence, the matter was settled:

"This is just like opera dance. We not only dance, we also have to wear high heels and costumes on the stage... We carry all kinds of props and shackles... We still have to go all out, and we still have to do our best. De Niu Bi... Because you remember, the common people can't understand these things about us. The common people only see whether you can dance well or not! And now we have to carry this yoke..."

"Snapped!"

He patted the table gently:

"You still have to jump! That's it. Time is tight and the task is heavy. It doesn't matter. We had so many mature plans before, including the abandoned parts. Now we can pick them up again and change them according to the leadership's requirements. So, now We face several problems. The first one is time... In terms of time, I think... ten days! "

"..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was dumbfounded.

What the hell?

Ten days! ?

What will be performed in ten days?

This...isn't this a joke?

We only decided on these a year ago. Although there are already some mature small links... but the big direction can be researched within ten days?

crazy?

But Zhang Yimou ignored their expressions and continued:

"Within ten days, we determined what we were going to perform. This was number one. Second, because we didn't use the four great inventions, because we couldn't break the order of ancient chronicles, and because we couldn't act freely... now it became number one. A big question: What should we play in the ancient part? The second question, what should we play in the modern part... We don’t want to combine ancient and modern times, we can’t break this order, understand?

Ancient times are ancient times. After the ancient times have been played out, the modern times will begin. Moreover, there must be a carrier in the middle to perfectly integrate it so that no one feels abrupt. It was like a sudden change in a movie. One second it was still fighting, and there was blood outside, and the next second suddenly the emotional drama between a man and a woman in the palace started... That wouldn't work. It must be natural, soft, and gentle to explain our Chinese people’s own understanding, ideas, and one of our romantic feelings..."

"..."

No one is thinking about whether to report again.

Since the director has said death, then it must be done according to the director's way.

and……

To put it bluntly.

Compared with the current director's requirements...the difficulties in the leaders' suggestions are nothing.

Ancient and modern times must be interpreted separately.

And a perfect combination.

We also need to be able to express our romantic feelings and explain ourselves clearly to the world...

you said……

But human words?

The brows of a group of people could almost turn a screw.

What is this requirement?

Don’t you really think your request is too much?

Everyone was frowning.

In fact, Zhang Wu was already scratching his head.

Chen Weiya simply lay down on the chair, looking a bit like "I love it".

Zhai Guoqiang can no longer even swallow the large cup of tea he must drink every morning.

Everyone was confused by Zhang Yimou's request...

How to say?

Feeling uncomfortable?

Can this be called uncomfortable?

It's not an exaggeration to say that she is forced into prostitution.

We haven't had time to digest the fact that the plan was overturned... Shouldn't this morning's meeting be a meeting of misfortune?

Why did he suddenly enter the hell-difficulty Olympiad training class?

Do...what are you doing?

How about playing?

What to do?

In this speechless atmosphere, Zhang Yimou, who had clearly explained his concept, sat down again:

"Think about it. If you have any opinions, mention them and let's start discussing."

"..."

Silence fell.

Opinion?

What opinions...

Can you let us digest it for a moment?

Or...write the will first?

otherwise……

We are afraid of sudden death!

In this silence, the sound of lighter gradually started to sound.

One cigarette after another, under the smoke and fire, formed a real mist of mist in the relatively closed room.

Hovering over everyone's heads, it lingers for a long time.

But the inevitability and coincidence of history are sometimes so interesting.

At every turning point in history, heroes... will always emerge.

"Click."

The office door was pushed open.

Xu Xin, who held a roll of sketches and a scroll in his hand, without even knocking on the door, rushed in directly with a head of greasy hair and eyes that were red and swollen with a look of excitement. A hoarse voice that sounded like he had smoked too much said:

"Director!...Everyone is here! I have something to say!"

"..."

Not to mention other people, Zhang Yimou was also stunned.

Looking at Xu Xin who is late...

Just when he was thinking about what he was going to do, Xu Xin suddenly called his name:

"Sister Wei, Director Ma, come on, do me a favor! Come on, come on..."

"Well……"

Wei Lanfang and Ma Wen were stunned for a moment, then got up and walked to Xu Xin's side.

"Sister Wei, Director Ma, here, you two spread out!"

After handing the scroll in his hand to Wei Lanfang, Wei Lanfang looked down and found a line of words on it:

"Reproduction of "Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" in the Palace Museum Collection"

A picture of mountains and rivers thousands of miles away?

"In a moment, Sister Wei, please come and play, and Director Ma, you can write the papers. Come on, come on... let's start."

"……What's the meaning?"

Ma Wen was a little confused.

Then I heard Xu Xin’s suppressed and unparalleled excitement:

"It's a scroll! Scroll! Picture scroll! I suddenly thought of how to explain it! It doesn't matter that the four great inventions have been overthrown, I thought of compressing everything from ancient times to the present into one link... Or the behavior we have been looking for can penetrate I thought of that behavior all the time!”

"..."

"...?"

In the eyes of everyone who gradually became confused, Xu Xin turned his head and looked at everyone in the conference room:

"It's a scroll! We can use a scroll, a real scroll, to carry out one behavior throughout, like this... Sister Wei, come on, start scrolling! Scroll inward! Scroll up!"

"Well……"

According to Xu Xin's instructions, each of the two people pulled a scroll and pulled out a length of about 50 centimeters of the Forbidden City gift painting. One person put it in and the other rolled it up. The landscape in the entire scroll began to slowly unfold.

"A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains"... is very long!

Everyone subconsciously narrowed their eyes and saw Xu Xin pointed:

"Look..."

He handed over a sketch of his words and placed it in the landscape:

"First there is the blank painting, which is the cave painting, you understand? The lines of the cave painting, then walk, walk, walk... then landscape painting, ink painting... then walk, walk... modern painting, oil painting... we are not just pointing. Looking for a behavior? The scroll...this scroll, the scroll that keeps rolling forward, is the behavior we want.

There is no transition between the four great inventions, and no need to think about how to connect them... the picture itself is the connection! It is turning with one finger. From the ancient times to the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, it has been turning, symbolizing the wheel of history rolling forward... It is turning and moving forward, and our history is also Keep moving forward...probably like my sketch.

History is written by people, okay? When the time comes, these paintings will all be composed and composed by people! The emergence of human beings, from the first stroke of a line, represents the beginning of our civilization to outline and record our own history...and this picture..."

Xu Xin has always spoken very fast.

Even the thinking of the explanation is very out-of-the-box and not linear.

But his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

And everyone went from being confused and puzzled at the beginning to...seemingly being awakened to some kind of surprise and surprise...

Until he said "this picture", his tone suddenly stopped.

It seems to be organizing language.

Seems like I'm thinking about how to define it.

And after two seconds of pause, a dazzling light suddenly appeared in his eyes!

"This scroll is history itself! The scroll is history, it is a history book!"

His tone was full of passion as he gave the final definition:

"Perhaps history books are too small to contain a person's magnificent life."

"But the history book is also very big! It contains five thousand years of Chinese civilization!"