villain king

Chapter 239 Looking to the Future
In Ji Yun's previous life, it was quite boring. The key is that he had a dream at that time, and he wanted to make a name for himself in this industry.

Every day, I gnaw on all kinds of professional books, steal teachers when I go to work, and play movies after get off work. I don’t have any free time.

He didn't start to "fall" until he was 12 years old.

Bought the first JAVA machine, Motorola has not yet fallen.

At that time, just as Tieba was landing on the mobile terminal, he also became a professional diver of Diba.

This group of Yisi was the first group of people on the Internet to develop a self-deprecating culture, and the originators of the self-deprecating culture such as workers and tool people all started with the word diaosi.

It was also through the popularity of this word that Dapeng made a film called "Diaosi Man".

The hot spots are good, the key is that the theme is relatively new.

It's full of jokes, no nonsense, more suitable for short, flat and fast Internet platforms.

Of course, the origin of the idea is still a foreign diaosi lady, but they haven't figured it out yet.

Ji Yun handed it over to Qiao Shan, let him be the founder.

"You first recruit people to save one issue, and then post a copy on all major platforms, and the company will help you with the promotion of cooperation."

Qiao Shan looked at the notebook in his hand, and found many key words at a glance.

Great health care, foot washing city, national football team, foot odor.

Just these few points have firmly aroused his curiosity.

"The direction has been given to you, go back and do it quickly."

"Okay, thank you boss."

Qiao Shan nodded heavily, he had already discovered the potential of this book.

Without further ado, he picked up the phone and turned to leave. He wanted to contact his former friends to form a team.

"Hey! Shanzi, what are you doing so busy?"

In the corridor, Wen Dong was calling out to him, but Qiao Shan turned a deaf ear to it, focusing on the script, ideas kept flooding up in his mind, and he couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart.

"Cut." Wen Dong took his seat, and consciously filled up the tea, "Why is he in such a hurry?"

Ji Yun smiled: "I gave him a job, I guess he came up with an idea, what did you ask me for?"

Their offices are separated by three floors, and the two lazy people don't want to move. They usually communicate by phone.

If it wasn't something important, Wen Dong would definitely not come in person.

"Xin Yukun's micro movie is finished."

He mentioned this before Ji Yun realized it.

Xin Yukun's micro-movie has been filmed for half a year, and Zhang Meng's second film, which was launched at the same time, has begun editing.

"Why are you shooting so slowly?"

"Damn! He polished the microfilm like a movie, changing the script while filming."

"Then does he have enough money?"

Wen Dong chuckled, "He's a piece of material, and all the actors we found were willing to mess around with him."

After filming for so long, the leading actor hasn't said anything about adding money, isn't it a piece of material.

"How can his play be called a micro-movie? It will take two and a half hours after the editing is finished, and the theaters are not willing to take it."

Ji Yun lit a cigarette, "I know what you mean, let me talk to him."

Director is a profession with a high unemployment rate.

When I was [-] and just graduated, my idols were Coppola, Akira Kurosawa, or Orson Welles.

If you say that your idol is Spielberg, you will be embarrassed to talk to people.

The typical technology has not improved, and the taste has advanced by leaps and bounds.

This condition usually lasts until the age of 30.

At the age of 30, one day suddenly slapped his forehead.

its not right!It's still good to make commercial films for Te Niang, which makes money and fame.

But on second thought, no way!Isn't it a slap in the face for me to switch to a commercial film now?

At this time, two groups of people split up.

A group of people who look down on commercial films still hold their noses to make money by filming commercial films, and a group insist on their dream of being an artist.

When they were 40 years old, these artists awakened again.

I'll take care of you, I'm going to have a meal!I want to make money!
Then I don’t know special effects and special effects, and I don’t know how to do big scenes. After filming seven or eight literary films, they didn’t get the box office, and their reputation didn’t go up.

In the end, I either change careers or shoot MVs.

However, there is a small group of people who are geniuses.

For example, Kechang Jia, who shot "Xiao Wu" at the age of 28, became a god in the first battle, and then began to embark on the road of no return after winning prizes and soft hands.

Xin Yukun is not a genius, but he is also a talent.

"Heart Labyrinth" and "Burst Silence" can see his skills.

It would have been better without "Goodbye, Never Again".
At this time, the future famous director was sitting timidly in front of Ji Yun, with his hands in the gap between his legs, looking very reserved.

Seeing that Ji Yun, who was appreciating the film, frowned, his heart couldn't help beating.

His micro-movie should have been finished in more than a month, and the shooting time of these six months is really difficult to explain.

If you make a TV series in six months, you can still be on the small screen, and you can make a movie and you can still be on the big screen.

But the two-and-a-half-hour story was stuck in the middle, and it was still on the screen, and it was hard to even get on the kang.

He has tried his best to edit, but the finished film is full of conflicts, and he can't cut it for a second.

After waiting for two and a half hours, Ji Yun finally breathed out a breath, with a smile on his face, "It's a good shot."

"Uh, thank you, boss." Xin Yukun was amnesty.

When he came, he had already written his resignation application, fearing that Ji Yun would turn his back on him.

Unexpectedly, Ji Yun came up and praised him.

"What are you going to do with this film?"

Ji Yun asked him with a smile.

"I'm going to contact the theaters to see if there is anyone who can release this film."

"You don't have to work hard, there are basically no theaters that can play movies longer than two hours."

The popularity of the three films accumulated in the Avengers can hold the audience firmly. How can he, a fledgling director, have any appeal.

Even if he has charisma, it still depends on the courage of the theater.

"Your film can also be regarded as a four-act unit drama. The first three acts are from different perspectives. Xiao Li who gave the gift, the boss who received the gift, and the aunt who picked up the gift from the garbage station. The last act connects the stories together, which is very innovative. .”

"Thank you boss for the compliment."

"So do you want to put it on the Internet and play it?"

"On the Internet?" Xin Yukun scratched his head.

"Otherwise, you can't be rotten in your hands. Even if you find one or two blind theaters, it's a loss. If they burn it into a pirated disc, or share the resources online, you won't even have a head start."

Ji Yun also has his own considerations, the current network development is changing with each passing day, and the number of netizens has also doubled.

The first batch of the post-[-]s generation has grown up. Counting the post-[-]s generation who have entered the workplace, these talents are the main force contributing to the box office.

It is also the basic disk that they should pull over first.

Short dramas such as Wan Wan Wan Wan Wan Wan Wan Wan Wan and Diao Si Men all use the Internet as a carrier to attract this group of consumers and pay for their future movies.

Small screens are in the hands of TV stations, and big screens are in the hands of theaters.

If he wants to get a piece of it, his goal should be on online dramas with looser review.

"You can't make these unit dramas for the rest of your life. You have to make a name for yourself before the next movie is released."

Xin Yukun thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay!"

(End of this chapter)