Senior Superstar

Hearing Director Alan's hesitant tone on the other side of the phone, Li Shixin frowned, feeling that the matter was not simple.

The audition has passed, the script has been revised, how can someone who looks good suddenly not be able to cooperate?

With such a change, there must be fraud in it!

"Wickes, can I ask, specifically why?"

After a moment of silence, Li Shixin asked on the phone.

"Li, it's not convenient for me to tell you the specifics. The company will give you an answer. In fact, I personally feel very sorry for this change. Damn it, you don't know how much I love the character you designed! When discussing with the screenwriters to revise the script before, I still said that I love this character even more than the protagonist itself. But... hey. Anyway, I'm sorry, I hope we will have the opportunity to cooperate in the future."

Under Li Shixin's questioning, Alan Weeks didn't explain the specific reason, and after cursing for a while, he hung up the phone.

Sitting upright on the sofa, Li Shixin frowned tightly.

"Godfather! I've already booked the ticket. It's tomorrow afternoon. Let's fly overnight and arrive home on the morning of the 30th. After one day's jet lag, I can spend New Year's Day at home! I'll call Xiaoying immediately and ask her to clean up It's delicious, godfather, what do you want to eat?"

His thoughts were interrupted by Zhang Shuo's bluffing, and Li Shixin smiled slightly.

"Shuoer."

"Huh? You smashed your godfather?"

"Refund the ticket."

"Huh? Why?"

Glancing at Zhang Shuo who was standing there in a daze, Li Shixin gripped the phone tightly.

"Because, it's Ci'er."

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Looking at Li Shixin's squinted eyes, Zhang Shuo trembled all over, and the hairs on his back stood on end.

He is too familiar with this scene.

Somewhere, he felt that someone was going to be unlucky!

"Ms. Li, I don't know the specific situation right now. I just called Marvel and asked them why they temporarily changed their minds and breached the contract. But they didn't say it clearly, they just said that they would pay us according to the contract. Compensation. Don't worry, Teacher Li, I will continue to communicate with that side to see if there is room for maneuver. "

In the living room, Li Shixin put down the phone.

The sun outside the window was about to set, and the brilliance of the setting sun covered the room with a layer of golden yellow.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, everything in the house turned half golden and half dark.

The same is true of Li Shixin's face, the orange sunlight made his eyelashes and the bridge of his nose very three-dimensional, but the face on the other side was hidden in the darkness, looking a little gloomy.

"Godfather, what did Zhou Yi say?"

On the side, Zhang Shuo swallowed embarrassingly, and asked a question tentatively.

Li Shixin shook his head.

"She didn't figure out the situation, she was still communicating with the production company."

"oh"

Tuk tuk.

Just as Zhang Shuo shut his mouth in embarrassment, for fear of causing fire and harming the fish in the pond, someone knocked on the door of the apartment from outside.

"Who is it?"

Zhang Shuo yelled suspiciously, got up and walked to the door.

Seeing the visitor outside through the cat's eyes, he immediately ouched and opened the door.

"Is Master Li at home?"

Seeing Yuan Ping standing outside the door, Zhang Shuo immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Zhang Shuo, who was born in the group leader of Rongdian, obviously has special admiration for the famous martial arts instructor in Hong Kong.

"Yes, Master Yuan, please come in."

Nodding to the polite Zhang Shuo, Yuan Ping walked into the apartment.

Seeing Li Shixin getting up from the sofa, he sighed.

"Master Li, you must have received the news."

Noticing the surprise on Li Shixin's face, Yuan Ping suddenly realized: "There is your address in the contract, but it is your agent's phone number. I thought you should be at home, and here is not far from the studio, so I came here directly. I hope It won't be very abrupt."

"Master Yuan is worrying too much, Shuoer, show Master Yuan some tea."

Li Shixin nodded in a dazed way, invited Yuan Ping to sit down, and waved to Zhang Shuo.

After Yuan Ping was seated, he asked in confusion: "Master Yuan, the contract has been signed, and now they suddenly say they won't cooperate. What's going on?"

"I knew you'd ask about that."

Yuan Ping shook his head with a smile, but sighed again.

"If you ask the producer and director, they won't tell you. If this matter is really pursued, it actually has nothing to do with them."

"The real joint, where is it?"

"Film Association."

Yuan Ping gave the answer directly without playing the machine.

"Film Association?"

Seeing Li Shixin's frown, Yuan Ping nodded and said, "That's right, the Film Association."

After thanking Zhang Shuo for the tea, Yuan Ping felt helpless on his face: "Master Li is new here, maybe he doesn't know enough about Hollywood. Every year on the night of the Oscars, Hollywood invites the whole world to embrace a fantasy; a great The industry is serving all mankind and creating first-class entertainment performance. It brings joy to people, enriches people's emotions, shows romantic feelings, or sad stories and dazzling action scenes, and also inspires people's hope and yearning .”

"However."

Yuan Ping put down the steaming teacup in his hand.

"Behind this self-boasting pageant, there is a fact concealed. This so-called film industry is a highly centralized and profit-driven industry. Another fact that is also overlooked is that Hollywood's film industry is also a cultural industry. The products sold include character, narrative art of character scenes, social life experience and various ideas, all of which have a direct impact on public consciousness.

So while the main goal of Hollywood studios is to make money, another goal, whether the companies admit it or not, is ideological control. In carrying out this function, the boundaries of the dominant ideological and belief system must be strictly adhered to. Cannot step beyond the restricted area. Of course. For production companies, self-awareness is not enough. But you know, this place claims to be a democratic country, so the film association, an unofficial organization, sometimes has the right to speak that you can't imagine. "

"for example?"

Listening to Yuan Ping's reply layer by layer, Li Shixin raised his brows.

"For example, your political inclinations shown at the Berlin Film Festival and "The Wandering Earth" have annoyed some people, and because of this, you have been included in a blacklist by the Film Association that will never be admitted to the outside world. "

"I also just found out today that according to the requirements of the Film Association, you... cannot be the director of film and television works in the United States, the same"

Yuan Ping paused and spread his hands.

"Nor can you play a positive role in any film and television works."

Hearing the inside story drawn out by Yuan Ping and himself, Li Shixin's facial muscles twisted.

WDNMD!

This is forcing the old man to play with you!

"Shuoer!"

Sitting on the sofa, Li Shixin shouted loudly.

"Hey, godfather! What's the matter?"

Li Shixin waved his hand to Zhang Shuo who ran towards him like a police dog.

"You go, find the best restaurant, and thank Master Yuan for telling the truth and clearing my doubts for me."

"Ah? I am accompanying Master Yuan by myself? Godfather, why are you going?"

Ignoring the bewilderment on Zhang Shuo's face, Li Shixin narrowed his eyes.

"I?"

"Godfather, I have a bad stomach. Apart from being unable to eat hard food, I can't afford to suffer!"