I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

  Chapter 358 356. Three days after Shibie (thanks to the leader of "Big Watermelon ZZZZZZ"!)

  Dinner, Xu Daqiang showed the most authentic craftsmanship.

  A bowl of authentic Qinchuan oil-splashed noodles.

  About the incident in the bathroom in the afternoon, neither father nor son said a word.

   There is no need to say such things.

  As long as he is sure that his son is not messing around, he is already relieved.

   Otherwise, if the conversation continues and the couple ends up quarreling over something that doesn't exist, that would be the worst outcome.

  As the saying goes, those who can do it will hide it from both sides, and those who can't do it will pass it on both sides.

  The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is sometimes the epitome of complex communication in a person's heart.

  The best way to deal with it is sometimes to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

   After dinner, while smoking, Xu Xin received a call from Jay Chou:

   "Dudu, hey, I'm done. What do you think of the script?"

   "You want to shoot...how do you say that? That word. For children...that Japanese..."

   Sitting in the gazebo garden of the confinement center, Xu Xin asked.

   "Sub supply."

   "Yes, yes, that's the word. You want to make a sub-directed TV series?"

   "Ha~ good eyesight~"

   A brisk smile came from Jay Chou.

   "You still know, you can tell at a glance? Many people here think that I am making an idol drama."

  But facing his brisk tone, Xu Xin didn't mean to be joking at all.

   Instead, he sighed:

"well…"

   "Why sigh?"

"I'm speechless. Don't blame others for saying that you want to make an idol drama. The routine of this script is really like the process of an idol drama... Then there is the shadow of "Batman"...Although it is not plagiarism, and I admit it , that Pandaren, including a series of descriptions of future technological equipment is quite interesting. But... since the audience of this thing is children, why do you still engage in so many gun battles and the like?"

   "Because I think it's funny Hmm."

   Jay Chou’s voice is still full of interest:

"Hey, think about it, it's like "Listen to Mom". I just released the album, and many people said I was naive. But that's what I want to write~ You underestimate the ability of children to accept... What's more , Not all of them are children’s things. I hope this show will be watched by...old children who still have this heroic dream in their hearts. Let the Pandaren become their heroes, like Superman and Iron Man.”

   “…how much do you intend to invest?”

   "One hundred million NT dollars."

   "...20 million?"

   "Yeah, but don't worry, it's paid back... and I made a lot of money."

  Hearing this, Xu Xin was startled:

"What's the meaning?"

"Metersbonwe, Patriot Digital Technology, Skyworth TV, Delhui, Coca-Cola, MAODA Cigarettes, Easy Travel World Travel Website, Grand Hyatt Jinmao Hotel, Sony... There are probably more than 30 companies interested in placing advertisements, the minimum All of them have an implantation fee of 2 million. So don’t worry about the issue of distribution costs.”

   "..."

  Hearing a series of brands mentioned by Jay Chou, Xu Xin was a little confused.

   subconsciously asked:

   “These are all placement ads?”

   "That's right~ urban theme is good, any advertisement or plot setting can be added in."

   Jay Chou's tone was extremely relaxed.

  But Xu Xin subconsciously felt something was wrong.

  Although it is said that the placement of advertisements has been flying all over the sky in the past two years.

  All movies must be placed with advertisements, and advertisers walk into various film crews with a lot of money, hoping to promote their own brands.

   Giving money is a pleasure.

  But... the audience will get tired of it.

  There are too many advertisements and too much commerciality. How can we ensure that the audience can immerse themselves in the emotions of the TV series without being distracted?

  When he was about to say something, he suddenly heard Jay Chou say:

   "I'm going to be the director of this movie, Ah Xin~hahaha~"

"Well…"

  In an instant, all the words Xu Xin wanted to say were stuffed back into his stomach.

  He has always dreamed of being a director, and Xu Xin knows this.

  He knew it from "The Unspeakable Secret".

   After thinking about it, he said:

   "Do you need me to help you control the quality?"

   "Haha, what are you doing? Don't worry about me?"

   "..."

  Xu Xin was silent for a moment, then smiled:

"No, rest assured is assured. But... let's not talk about the script, I suggest you be cautious about placing advertisements. It's really not easy to overdo it. Although it looks very profitable at first glance, but your debut TV series, I think word of mouth is more important than anything else. They are all important. Wanwan’s idol dramas have indeed been declining step by step in the past two years. You are so famous, and your filming is good. It’s a breath of fresh air for everyone. But if you don’t film well, it’s easy for others to think You are one of the chief culprits who ruined Wanwan’s idol drama. Then the gain outweighs the loss~”

"Well…"

  Jay Chou was taken aback when he heard Xu Xin's words.

   Subconsciously glanced at the application for sponsorship from an advertiser that was about 20 to 30 centimeters thick on his desk...

   "So exaggerated hum?"

"It should be more exaggerated than that. Think about it, who doesn't know your current appeal? Your drama will definitely attract a lot of attention. If every corner of a drama is really full of commerciality, then don't worry about it." How about the series, first of all, you will be labeled as overly commercialized. Anyway, this drama will not lose money, and it is much better to catch big fish in the long run than to rush to recover the cost first, right?"

"...That makes sense. Hey, do you want to come to Wanwan in December? Come with Mimi, okay? After I participated in the finals of "The Voice" on the 28th, there are only 25 activities left in the mainland this year. On that day, the "Night of the Peak" Good Voice concert is here~ How about bringing my godson and goddaughter to Wanwan? Let's have a good chat then, the weather here is very good~"

   "When is the crew of "Pandaren" going to start?"

   "I filmed a part of it a year ago, and then I'm rushing to shoot and broadcast it~ Just in December, I will do some scene selection and preparation."

"...We'll talk about it when we go to the Golden Horse Awards. How about it? She's also preparing a movie. My time is not easy to arrange. Besides, "The Hawthorn" is also busy. You have to come and drink the full moon in two days. Where's the wine?"

   "I know... that's okay too~ Let me put it this way first, your suggestion is very reasonable!~ I have to think again."

  The phone hangs up.

  In the evening wind, Xu Xin sat in the gazebo, holding the phone, thinking carefully about planning his next activities.

  Actually, there are only a few things he will be busy with next.

  One is "The Hawthorn Tree", and the other is an opening short film for college students.

   I really want to say I'm busy...not really.

   But the same reason, because the preparation of the film is a very cumbersome thing. From the selection of the scene, the casting of the cast, to the formation of the crew, to the story of the script, etc., this series of workload requires him to do it himself.

  Even if he doesn’t have to choose the scene himself, but just looks at the photos.

   This is a work matter.

   Not to mention...the wedding in the coming year, how to take care of the children in case my sister chooses "The Grandmaster", and his graduation thesis...

   That is to say, he has the hope of being recommended to the school for graduate students, otherwise, just one postgraduate entrance examination would be enough for him to drink a pot.

  Why do you feel that you are busy all of a sudden?

   He scratched his head.

   Then the phone makes a "ding dong".

   "It's time to come up, baby's father. It's time to do exhaust exercises for the baby and put us to sleep~"

  Seeing this message, Xu Xin quickly got up and walked into the corridor without saying a word.

  Going back to the room, looking at his wife who was doing exhaust exercises for Yang Yang, he quickly rubbed his hands, and after warming them, he put Nuan Nuan on the bed gently.

  Hold her legs, and follow the movements taught by the nurse to do exhaust exercises for her daughter.

  After doing it a few times, I heard two "poofs".

   "噫~Smelly smell~"

  Xu Xin deliberately said with disgust in his eyes.

   Unfortunately, Nuan Nuan just stared at her mother in a daze.

  Don't pay attention to him at all.

   Xu Xin, who was making fun of himself, rubbed his daughter's belly and said:

   “I find the ad placements insane these days.”

"What's wrong?"

   After talking about the conversation with Jay Chou, Yang Mi nodded;

   "Normal. Which of the movies you watch in theaters now doesn't have any ads placed? Why? Are you tempted?"

   "I'm tempted ass."

  Xu Xin rolled his eyes:

   "Whoever likes to do implants will do it, I don't talk about that... I'm just worried that if the wheel is too commercialized, I will be scolded."

   "He listens to you quite well. Since you have said everything, it shouldn't be too much. But... It must be a good thing to be able to recover the cost."

"…Um."

   "Puff ~"

   Another two farts popped out.

  Xu Xin looked proud:

   "It has to be my eldest son, who can fart so vigorously."

   "Your son's **** smells good."

  Yang Mi rolled her eyes.

  Xu Xin didn't refute, but just laughed out loud.

  …

  Yang Mi's confinement was officially over on November 8th.

  28 days.

  But for the sake of her health, Xu Xin chose confinement, and directly reached the limit of 45 days.

  The reason is that her body will not leave any hidden dangers in the future.

  However, after the confinement period, her physical activity has actually increased significantly.

  Whether it is brisk walking, yoga, or stance.

  Although the steps are a little sloppy, at least the muscle memory is still there.

   And all this is for the purpose of going to the audition for "The Great Master" after confinement.

   Speaking of which, she also prepared for the story of "The Great Master" for a year.

   But the preparation for this year is actually quite speechless.

  During the year, she relied on that line of introduction about "Gong Er" and four sentences to build her own character.

  No way, who asked the director to keep the script secret.

  In the past year, Xu Xin and her discussed the person "Gong Er" more than once.

   Also simulated many different character expressions.

  Including all kinds of anecdotes and anecdotes from the Republic of China, and even some fragments of stories in martial arts novels and online novels, all of which were integrated into Yang Mi's almost full notepad.

   Many people don’t believe this.

  Because Yang Mi has no shortage of filming.

  At this moment, she has been busy inside and out for a year because none of the roles has been decided to be her starring role.

   But both he and Xu Xin thought it was worth it.

  It is not uncommon for a good actor to spend a year polishing his characters.

  As the end of confinement approached, she also began a journey of cramming.

   In addition to being with the children every day, I just think about the script.

  Xu Xin became her backbone.

   However, the couple is not fighting alone.

   At least that's the case with Full Moon Wine.

   Apart from providing the list, the couple did not worry about other things.

   And just as the young couple continued to enjoy the last peace in the confinement center, the final script of "The Hawthorn Tree" was brought over.

  November 16th.

   After Xu Xin got the news, he came to Zhang Yimou's house.

   "Here you are."

  After meeting Zhang Yimou, he did not choose to accept the script directly, but first presented an invitation with both hands.

  Zhang Yimou opened the invitation, looked at the date, and asked:

   "The 26th? How was that day?"

   "The tenth day of the 10th month of the lunar calendar is Western Thanksgiving. If you look at the almanac, it is a good day."

   "The lunar calendar is also the tenth day of October? Is it the same as Nuan Nuan and Yang Yang's birth calendar?"

"Um!"

   Speaking of this, Xu Xin couldn't help laughing out:

   "Hehe, I didn't expect that, what a coincidence. Although the child's lunar calendar is different, but... it is indeed the tenth day of October."

   "Ha~"

  Zhang Yimou couldn't help laughing.

   After closing the invitation, he said:

   "I will choose a more suitable gift in the next few days."

"Eh!"

  Xu Xin responded, and then sent another invitation to Zhang Mo.

  Zhang Mo took it with a smile and said:

   "I have to follow the money. Gifts can come without money~ The two little guys will be rich in the future~"

   "Haha~ money is good, the more money the better."

  Hearing the auspicious words, Xu Xin beamed with joy.

   Then Zhang Yimou said:

   "Olympic people, have you given it away?"

   "No, you are the first one. Wait for these two days, and I will deliver them one after another in person. If you are not in Yanjing, I will also call to invite you."

"Um…"

  After handing the invitation to his daughter, he handed the script to Xu Xin.

  Zhang Yimou pointed upstairs:

   "Let's go, the above said."

"OK."

  The three of them went up to the second floor, pushed open the door of the study, and Xu Xin saw the samurai sword that Takakura Ken specially rushed over to give to him when he was in the Olympic Games on Director Zhang's desk.

  When Xu Xin was in Shenmu when he gave this knife, he missed it.

   But having said that...he is not from Director Zhang's era. Although he knows that Takakura Ken is very good at acting, he doesn't have any fanatical star-chasing mentality.

   On the contrary, it was the old man who was quite sorry to hear that Takakura Ken had been here.

   After all, when the "Hunting" was passed to China, it was a real classic memory of a generation.

   And the friendship between the old man and Takakura Ken is quite enviable.

   Really belongs to the kind of very "elegant" friends.

  The contact information of the two of them turned out to be to write a letter, dare you believe it...

   It is not email, phone call, but communication.

  The two gentlemen turned out to be "pen pals"! When the two of them wrote letters, sometimes Gao Cangjian wrote Chinese and Zhang Yimou wrote Japanese, and they all took a dictionary and compared them a little bit, wrote them down, and mailed them to the other party.

   Moreover, the knife he gave the old man is quite expensive, and it is as good as a flat in Yanjing. The knife was presented in the morning and afternoon. Seeing that Zhang Yimou was so busy, Gao Cangjian left.

  But before leaving, I went to Baiyun Temple and prayed for the old man before leaving.

  This is not the best.

  The most amazing thing is that since the delivery of the knife in 2007, Takakura Ken has specially invited a knife maker to Zhang Dao's house every year to maintain the knife.

   And the ordinary old man also cherishes this knife very much. After learning the maintenance of knives by himself next to him, he often takes it down for maintenance.

   Even ordered a knife holder for this knife in the most eye-catching position of the bookshelf in the study.

  No one is allowed to touch.

  Not even Zhang Mo.

  Xu Xin can't do it either.

   When three people came in, Zhang Yimou quickly put the knife back on the shelf.

   Then, the old rules.

   Zhang Mo made tea, Xu Xin read the script.

   It took less than an hour, and after reading all the scripts, he felt at ease.

   "This story is what I want."

  He nodded to Zhang Yimou:

   "At first glance, it seems as calm as flowing water, and the emotions advance layer by layer, a little bit of foreshadowing, and finally at the moment when the third child and Jing Qiu parted, they just completed the complete stacking of emotions and exploded... um!"

  Suddenly, he picked up a stack of draft paper and wrote down a line:

   "There must be a song throughout. A song that fits that era! It should be sad or cheerful!"

   An idea flashed through his mind, he quickly captured it and jotted it down.

   Zhang Yimou watched him finish writing, and asked directly:

   "How about Russian songs?"

   "...Russian song?"

  Xu Xin was taken aback.

  Zhang Yimou nodded:

   "Yes. In fact, many songs in that era were translated from Soviet songs. Especially in the Northeast, many songs meet your requirements. For example, "Katyusha", such as "Goodbye, Friend"..."

   "Oh friend, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, shall we? If we... la la la la..."

  Xu Xin hummed subconsciously.

   And just as Zhang Yimou nodded, suddenly, Zhang Mo said:

   "This song is not good, right? This is not a Soviet song, this is an Italian song. The original name is BELLACIAO~"

   "Is this song Italian?"

   Even Zhang Yimou was taken aback for a moment.

   Obviously, this is also the first time he has heard of it.

   "You don't know?"

  Zhang Mo was a little surprised.

   Zhang Yimou shook his head while looking at Xu Xin:

   "I'm not an encyclopedia... What about "Evening in the Suburbs of Moscow"?"

"Well…"

  Xu Xin thought for a while and said:

   "I can't remember the words. I just remember one sentence: Night in the suburbs of Moscow~ la la la la..."

  Zhang Yimou frowned, speechless:

   "You young man, why are you so forgetful?"

   "I'm pretty good. You don't know, some singers sing their own songs, a good "Incomparable" concert, suddenly turned into "Incoherent"..."

  Listening to Xu Xin's words, Zhang Yimou asked curiously:

   "Who is it?"

  …

   "Ah~~~TIU~~~~~~"

   Jay Chou rubbed his nose in doubt.

  The weather is getting colder~

  …

   Received the final script of "The Love of the Hawthorn Tree", and Xu Xin was also very satisfied with the quality, so he felt at ease in his heart.

   As for the next thing, Xu Xin "almost" can say that he doesn't have to worry about it.

   On the 18th, the media received the news.

   "Xu Xin invited Zhang Yimou to be the producer of the next film."

  A message appeared, like a swimming fish, its tail fin swayed, causing ripples.

   At the same time, the reporters finally dug up the name of the movie.

   "The Love of the Hawthorn Tree".

  A story about "Jing Qiu" and "The Third" in a special era.

   Adapted from the novel of the same name "Love in the Hawthorn Tree".

   It doesn't matter who released this message.

   What matters is what it represents.

   In July, a young director who just made a movie worth 300 million yuan, is about to start preparations for a new movie!

  And the film prepared this time turned out to be a literary film about a love story in a special era! ?

  Are disciples of Zhang Yimou going to pay tribute to their teacher?

   Or are you here to hand in homework?

   So, who is the heroine?

   Or Yang Mi?

  Just like how Zhang Yimou praised Gong Li, Xu Xin wants to praise Yang Mi?

  As the producer, what kind of tone and artistry can Zhang Yimou bring to this film?

   This became the main question of curiosity in many people's minds.

  At the same time, "Three Guns" took advantage of this popularity and began to strike while the iron was hot, and began to promote the film before its release.

   For a while, the popularity was even higher than "The Hawthorn Tree".

   It belongs to stepping on the heat of "The Hawthorn Tree".

  Although I don't know if it has been discussed, but I have to mention that this method...

   Very clever!

  …

   "Sister Wei!"

National Theatre.

  When Xu Xin saw Wei Lanfang with long hair, he smiled and handed over his wedding invitation.

   "November 26, Miss Wei, remember to bring a red envelope."

   "You boy~"

   Wei Lanfang shook his head helplessly with a smile on his face:

   "They're all great directors, so how can you still fall in love with my three melons?"

   "No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat."

   "You want to be beaten~"

   "Hahahaha~"

  Since the end of the Olympic Games, the director team has been gathering less and leaving more. It is naturally very happy to meet old friends at this moment.

   After Wei Lanfang accepted the invitation, he opened it and looked at the date and content above, and sighed with some regret:

   "Obviously you and Mimi are still dating like yesterday, but now you have children, and I haven't done anything yet."

   "What's the rush? Isn't next year a good day?"

  Xu Xin said with a smile.

  Wei Lanfang nodded:

   "Said so, but who knows when he will come back?"

  Wei Lanfang's boyfriend is from China State Construction Engineering Corporation, and he went to Africa to aid construction.

  The project will not end until next year, and the date of their marriage has also been chosen next year.

   "It's never too late for a good meal."

  Xu Xin comforted her again.

   Wei Lanfang nodded and asked:

"What about the rest?"

   "Everyone will come that day. Those who are in Yanjing will come, and those who are not will try to catch up...I have arranged them in a big box, which can seat three tables."

   "It's not too bad... You have to drink that day, and you won't go home if you don't get drunk."

  Hearing this, Xu Xin smiled and nodded:

"certainly."

   "Come on, I'll take you around inside? Haven't you been here yet?"

"without…"

"Walk."

  Xu Xin followed Wei Lanfang to the National Center for the Performing Arts.

  But just two steps away, the phone rang.

   After opening it and taking a look, he connected the phone:

"Hello?"

  Sun Ting's voice sounded:

   "Hey, Brother Xu, the script of "The Deal" has come out. Can I take it to the confinement center now?"

   "I'm at the National Center for the Performing Arts... Where is Liu Yifei?"

   "In Yanjing."

   "...Send the script to her, and I will ask her to have dinner with her in the evening, and you will come with me."

"OK."

  When Sun Ting hung up the phone, Xu Xin heard Wei Lanfang say:

   "Yes, Xiao Xu. Even the fairy sister is in your pocket?"

  Xu Xin chuckled:

   "Then look ~ three days away from Shibai..."

"Um."

   Wei Lanfang nodded with emotion in his eyes.

  The image of Xu Xin getting a badge when the two met for the first time appeared in their eyes.

  Here comes a sentence from the bottom of my heart:

   "It's really impressive~"

   Let me tell you, this chapter is not included in the debt repayment. It's for yesterday's leave to pay off the debt. Therefore, this month's leader owes more: 6 more

  (end of this chapter)