I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 409: 407. The reason

Chapter 409 407. The reason

If there is any shortcoming in "The Voice · Peak Night", then the only shortcoming may be time.

Although Christmas looks like a good day at first glance, and it is also within the weekend, the weather is still a bit cold after all.

The producer also prepared warm babies, two on each seat.

But the cold wind is really tormenting.

Fortunately, when the show started, the cold was basically invisible.

Singing and dancing, bombing is coming.

It quickly warmed up everyone.

The last event of "The Voice" ended perfectly on this 2009 Christmas.

The lively two-hour concert ended, and the crowd began to disperse.

And Yang Mi has also received the live viewership data.

4.38.

After the finals of "The Voice", this show has added another myth.

More and more people are looking forward to the arrival of the second season.

As far as Xu Xin is concerned, "The Voice" has actually become a thing of the past as early as the day the show was broadcast.

He basically doesn't worry about how to operate or the competition system in the future.

After the peak night on Christmas night, everyone was tired, so we didn’t have any dinner parties or anything like that.

After finished, he went home and looked at his paper again before going to bed.

He has already confirmed the recommendation quota, but there are still some papers that should be there.

This "Research on the Expression Technique of Lens Language, Light, Shadow and Color" is his graduation thesis, so he has to pay more attention.

At that time, they will all be filed in the school.

If you fool around casually, if someone turns it up and writes nonsense, it will be a big trouble.

It's like what he said to Liang Bingning.

If a person wants to move forward, he must take care of his back until King Kong is undefeated.

Persuade others to do the same, and he does the same to himself.

Only by making yourself impeccable can you not let some unwarranted tricks get stuck in place and prevent you from moving forward.

And his way...

good.

There is no loss of personal morality.

Walk upright and sit upright.

No one can pull his pigtails.

This is also the capital for him to sleep soundly every day.

…

After one Christmas, Jay Chou turned around non-stop.

This year’s Chinese New Year is late, and he had a few MVs to shoot a few years ago.

What's more, his friend promised him to stay in Wanwan for a period of time after New Year's Day, so he had to go back and think about how to entertain the big guys.

Wang Sicong has gone to England.

He has a special farewell event for graduates in the university club this Christmas, which is the kind of event where all the authentic nobles of old London hold a bowl of rotten meat noodles, step on stools, drink and punch.

These clubs are equivalent to my own network of contacts that I met in school. They are quite important, and Lao Wang has to participate.

And I have to go there every year to connect with the people in the club, get rich together, etc... indispensable.

Xu Xin is hurrying up and it's almost New Year's Day here. Both the film and the short film work are on the right track, so he just stays at home every day and continues to prepare for next year's film.

The days are quite peaceful.

Every day is either tasting tea or walking the dog, or practicing turning over with my little princess... It seems that the development of little girls is faster than that of little boys at this stage.

While Yang Yang was still chaotically arching, Nuan Nuan had already begun to know how to use force.

It seems that the day when I stand up is not far away.

And on the 30th.

Xu Xin, who was in the study continuing to hold the drawing and the scene selection sent by Zhang Mo, to simulate the sub-shots of "The Hawthorn Tree" in his mind, but heard Yang Mi's movement:

"Brother, come quickly."

Xu Xin walked out of the house wondering.

When he was working, his wife rarely interrupted him unless something happened.

"What's wrong?"

He asked after walking out the door.

Then he saw Yang Mi sitting on the sofa handing him the laptop:

"Look!"

The laptop screen is on.

And inside is a familiar figure with a wool roll ironed.

Zhao Xinyu.

"Aunt Zhao?"

"right."

Yang Mi nodded:

"Aunt Zhao has "came out" in person."

"..."

Xu Xin frowned.

took the laptop and looked at the news on the webpage.

The headline of the news is: The truth about "Pomo Gate"!

And Xu Xin looked at the traditional characters on this interview, and asked wonderingly:

"What show is this?"

"A gossip news interview program in Xiangjiang, do you remember what Aunt Zhao said last time? Her daughter is a singer in Xiangjiang..."

"Um…"

Xu Xin nodded and clicked the play button.

Zhao Xinyu's voice sounded:

"Actually, I am innocent in this matter, do you know?"

It looks like Zhao Xinyu had his hair specially done and dressed up, and Zhao Xinyu, who looked like jewels, talked to the two hosts:

"I don't even know what's going on with this incident, it got me involved. When her brother sent me a message, I felt baffled..."

Xu Xin was also baffled.

Zhang Ziyi has an older brother?

Then the host asked:

"Is he scolding hard?"

"That's right, I still keep the text message...you see."

She took out her mobile phone, and then the screen changed to a close-up of the text message box of the Apple mobile phone:

"Don't be blind about the whole thing!"

"It's easy to kill you!"

"If you want to die, I will accompany you!"...

There are several similar text messages.

Xu Xin's face turned green when he saw it.

"Hiss~~~~"

Hearing his gasp, Yang Mi said:

"Stupid?"

"...is this text message real?"

"How would I know…"

"Hiss..."

Although Yang Mi didn't give an affirmative answer, Xu Xin looked at the page that was suspended on the screen, and the air-conditioning was pumping one mouthful after another.

"Brother Zhang Ziyi... Is he crazy? Do you really think my sister didn't die fast enough!? Who are you messing with... messing with her!?"

"Just keep looking down, Gao Neng is behind. The whole cause and effect are revealed."

"Um."

Xu Xin continued to click to play, and the text message screen switched back to Zhao Xinyu's face:

"He is a bit unreasonable, how can he blame me for the matter? It has nothing to do with me..."

"Then what happened to this matter?"

The host asked again.

Seeing that Aunt Zhao was speechless:

"It's actually very simple... Last year, Bazaar Charity Night, did you know?"

"I know, from Harper's Bazaar magazine."

"Yes, I went with this child. Then at that time... there were a few friends from Shanghai, and we were all sitting at the same table. I have a good relationship with this child, so I introduced her to these few friends of mine. Among them There is one... Well, I want to protect his privacy, so let's call him Mr. A for now."

"Mr. A?"

"Yes, Mr. A and her have known each other since... Then you all know about the beach photos, right?"

"I know, she and her fiance VIVI..."

"It's already broken up."

"...ah??? Broke up? When? Isn't it engaged?"

"We broke up a long time ago."

Zhao Xinyu shook her head:

"The reason why she and VIVI didn't get married is because VIVI's understanding of marriage is American. What's the prenuptial agreement, how much will you pay for having a child, etc. The two of them broke up when they didn't agree. gone."

"Oh my god, there is no news at all~"

"Yes, but the reality is that last year's Bazaar Charity Night..."

Seeing this, Xu Xin pressed pause again, and asked Yang Mi:

"This Bazaar charity night... I remember I invited you? Did you go?"

"went."

Yang Mi nodded:

"At that time, it was co-organized with a foundation of Li Lianjie, and donated money for repairs after the earthquake. I donated 200,000~"

"Did you see Zhang Ziyi at that time?"

"I see it, but her table is a high-end table, and I can't make it for a small party."

"oh oh…"

In response, Xu Xin continued to click to play:

"...After the two met, I thought it was a normal relationship between friends. But in fact, according to Mr. A's words... After the two of them took photos on the beach, they had... a more practical intimacy."

"Wow!!"

"Hey, so is this considered derailment within marriage?"

"It shouldn't be cheating, it's just engaged, but not married..."

Several hosts chatted there.

The corners of Xu Xin's mouth kept twitching.

Good guy...

Is our old Xu too innocent?

this…

Playing fancy.

Then Zhao Xinyu continued:

"Mr. A already has a family..."

"Oh my God!"

"Wow!"

"Ho!"

"He just gave this child a lot of jewelry. He told me, just a TIFFANY necklace, worth tens of millions. Anyway, there are so many things to bring, at least one or two hundred million."

"..."

The hosts all showed a unified shocked expression.

Xu Xin's mouth was also twitching...

Although he was obviously listening to gossip...but he had to admit that he was really awesome.

The cow has arrived home.

"But I was actually very wronged by this matter. At the Bazaar Charity Night, many of my friends were there. How do I know the private contact between these two people after they met?"

"Then how do you know?"

"It was Mr. A's wife who found me. She complained to me..."

"... Mr. A's wife knows?"

"Yes. After his wife found out, she came to look for me. His wife and I are also friends. What she meant was how can I introduce this kind of woman to her husband and destroy their family... You know, it's very Speechless. I didn't introduce this child to Mr. A alone, but to help this child expand his contacts. I introduced many people at my table that day..."

"Then it shouldn't be your fault."

"Yes, you are also kind."

"That's why I'm speechless. But what's even more speechless is that after this child found out about Mr. A's wife and her affairs, he also thought it was me. I told Mr. A about her secret relationship with Mr. A." wife..."

"Put you in the middle?"

"Yes! Mr. A's wife thinks I'm wrong, and she thinks I'm wrong too. But the problem is that I haven't done anything from the beginning to the end. As a result... she even ignored me. But I'm here It's innocent, the matter of the two of you... or why did the matter of the three of you involve me?"

"That's right, it was wrong for you to seduce someone else's husband. What is this? How could you be blamed?"

"Zhang Ziyi, this is a bit bad."

"Sister Zhao is so innocent~... Then what happened to her brother's text message?"

The host began to bring up old things again.

Zhao Xinyu shrugged:

"I've always been very kind to my friends... that is, you can hurt me once or twice, and I treat you as a friend from the bottom of my heart. What's more, you didn't hurt me, but misunderstood me. I think For the sake of our friendship, we need to talk about this kind of thing, don't you agree?"

"Because we are aboveboard."

"It's like this! So I found this child and hoped to communicate about this matter. First of all, I want to clarify the misunderstanding. I didn't tell Mr. A's wife about you and Mr. A...even if it wasn't Mr. A's wife When I found me, I didn't even know that you had such a relationship in private.

Secondly, I still want to tell her...you are engaged anyway. You are also someone who is about to become someone else's wife...Let's put ourselves in the shoes of others, if it were another woman, how would you treat your husband like this? Will you feel at ease? People have to compare their hearts with their hearts. It's not good for you to do this, you can't do it...that's what I mean. "

"Wow... Sister Zhao is really a good friend!"

"Yes, the three views are very positive!"

"Whoever can be friends with Sister Zhao will be really happy."

The host began to boast non-stop.

Then I heard Zhao Xinyu say:

"But I just got there, and I haven't spoken yet...Her brother started scolding me from the side..."

"..."

"Called you directly?"

"Yes, the content is actually worse than the text messages you send. Hey, I just think how can you be so unmannered? Have you figured out the facts? Are you just swearing?"

"Did Zhang Ziyi stop you?"

"No. She stood by from the beginning to the end, letting her brother scold me... I saw that since you are all like this, then I don't need to stay any longer. I left..."

"Wow! Sister Zhao, how sad you are."

"Yeah, I sound super sad!"

Facing the host’s words, Zhao Xinyu just shrugged:

"So you see, after this incident happened for a few days, I didn't say anything. I believe she can handle it by herself...until her brother sent me a threatening text message...I had no choice but to stand up and say it. Because I don't want to bear this unnecessary infamy...

If it is true that I did it, then I will admit it when he scolds me. But I didn't do it, but you misunderstood me. I have to excuse myself, right? You don't have to believe it, but I believe everyone's eyes are discerning! "

When she said this, Xu Xin pressed the touchpad and checked the length of the video.

When he realized that there were still seven or eight seconds left, he paused the screen and asked Yang Mi:

"Anymore?"

"No more, just this one."

"..."

He nodded, and after exiting the full screen of the webpage, he saw the interface of Youku.

So I scrolled down the comments.

how to say…

It's quite opposite.

Some people are scolding this "Who are the old ladies", "Zhang Ziyi knows you? Why are you so hot?" and so on.

Some people are calling Zhang Ziyi not a good thing...

There are also some Li Zhongke who said "so it is like this".

After roughly looking at it, he said:

"Can Zhang Ziyi's brother really be so mentally handicapped?"

"The text message should not be fake."

Yang Mi shook her head slightly, her eyes filled with emotion:

"She's going to be cold... I heard two days ago that there is another Hollywood drama, what is it called... "Snow Flower and Secret Fan" wants to find her as the heroine. I don't know if I can choose..."

Hearing this, Xu Xin didn't know what to say for a while.

In fact, he has nothing to do with Zhang Ziyi at all.

And this time, because of his preconceived assumptions about the Pomomen, he had always felt that Zhang Ziyi had too much ambition in his heart.

But now, just watching Aunt Zhao slamming the hammer like this, I have a kind of... curiosity.

I really want to see what state Zhang Ziyi is in now.

However, this idea just rose from my mind, and was immediately denied.

It's just a matter of eating a meal, what state they are in now is none of your business.

So I got up again:

"Then I continue to work?"

"Go ahead... Shall I talk to Sister Bingbing?"

"Calm down quickly."

Seeing her look eager to try, Xu Xin rolled his eyes:

"It's not enough to cause trouble. Zhang Ziyi has nothing to do with us, and it has nothing to do with her. You should stop making trouble."

"All right."

Yang Mi shrugged and hugged Nuan Nuan:

"Bye bye Dad~"

"Bye~~~~"

Xu Xin waved his hand and walked back into the study.

…

Magic City.

Hair looked greasy and greasy. Xu Haofeng, who looked like a middle-aged greasy man, walked out of the airport with his luggage and got into a Buick GL8.

The driver was driving, and he looked at the scenery outside the window with a look of apprehension in his eyes.

Now, half a month has come.

Just last night, he sent the finished story that continued Xiao Xu's script ideas to Zhou Jingzhi and Wang Jiawei.

The reason why I came to Shanghai today is also because the project of "The Grandmaster" is about to be approved, so Wang Jiawei has to come to Shanghai Film Group, the main investor of this film, for a meeting.

It is said to be a meeting, but it is actually no different from a "military order".

For a play, Director Wang has been preparing for "ten years".

Boiled away and went bankrupt several investment companies in a row.

Now that Modu Film Studio is willing to take over, it has to learn a lesson. First, the "military order" is established, and all rules and regulations are nailed down before they can start investing money to continue filming.

At first glance, this matter is quite absurd.

That is Wang Jiawei.

One of the most famous international directors of the Chinese.

He is filming, who dares to restrict him to death?

But it happens...

He shoots, you have to nail everything.

You don’t want to be crucified...you just wait to be hospitalized.

Not to mention anything else... The trial shooting of this movie has already cost tens of millions. Which investment company can bear such a large sum of money?

And Xu Haofeng came to Shanghai this time because of this.

The director is indeed Director Wang.

There are three screenwriters.

The three of them had to explain to the sponsor's father to make them firmly believe that as long as the filming started, the production could be finished within a year.

Otherwise...

Although this project will not be stranded, it is certain that the things that were filmed can no longer be seen.

But this is not what Xu Haofeng is most worried about.

Or...he is not very worried about the so-called shooting schedule and investment.

Call him naive or call him stupid.

Thaksin Xiao Xu.

Xiao Xu said that he can mediate from it, so he will definitely be able to.

This is friendship over a meal of wine.

It is also the sense of trust generated by the "resonance" between the brothers and sisters.

People from the rivers and lakes, as long as you promise!

He was more worried about the idea of the script.

In the past half month, he has been changing the framework of the script almost without sleep.

Note, it's just the framework, not the details.

He knows Director Wang's filming habits. When the other party is filming, he doesn't like to follow the script's settings. Instead, I firmly believe in the flash of inspiration that is as unrestrained as a powerful and unconstrained style.

Many times, the script is only responsible for the direction of the story.

At that time, how the actors will shoot and say their lines will all be supported by Director Wang's own inspiration.

So, he just changed the framework of the story.

But that's the case... It is not a matter of one day if the "train track" of ten years wants to change the track.

Even if Xiao Xu, an "expert", gave a reference.

but…

Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life.

His story finally vividly outlines the martial arts dream in his heart... that Gong Er... that past event!

The moment the pen was written, the tremor originating from the soul made Xu Haofeng burst into tears in his study.

It’s really hard for someone who isn’t a writer to feel the pleasure that his words and thinking have reached the stage of supreme resonance.

this story…

He really has no regrets.

No matter how the details are controlled, at least the tone of the story...he has no regrets.

After suppressing the excitement and sending the story to Director Wang and Editor Zhou, it was replaced by a feeling of apprehension.

Want to ask, but dare not.

I would like to ask if you have finished reading your own story.

How do you feel after watching it?

But I am afraid that others will pour cold water on me, deny my story, and "insult" it!

This contradictory mentality kept Xu Haofeng awake almost all night last night.

And when he boarded the plane today, even he was still hesitating...

In case something happens, what will we do then!

I really don't want to compromise...

Because the story I have completed now is the most perfect martial arts in my mind!

And amidst the restlessness along the way, the car finally arrived at the Modu Film Group.

Carrying the bag, he walked into the elevator, and under the guidance of the secretary, he came to the door of a meeting room.

"Boom boom boom."

The door was knocked.

The secretary pushed open the door and politely invited Xu Haofeng in.

"Hiss...hoo."

Xu Haofeng took a deep breath, and walked in with a somewhat apprehensive mood.

At first glance, he saw Wang Jiawei wearing sunglasses.

Director Wang is here.

Second look...

He suddenly felt a thump in his heart.

Zhou Jingzhi is also there.

And his face was full of displeasure...or rather cold and scary.

Then he subconsciously looked at the others.

There are not many people in the office. There is a Mr. Xue who is in charge of publishing, Xue Haifeng, whom he knows.

The other two don't know each other.

Including myself, there are only six people.

Three people from Modu Film Studio sat on the left side of the long conference table, while Zhou Jingzhi and Director Wang sat opposite the three of them.

Because he was wearing sunglasses, he couldn't see Director Wang's expression.

But Zhou Jingzhi, who had a frighteningly cold face, pointed to the seat next to him after seeing him coming.

Although he was confused, Xu Haofeng greeted everyone with a smile, and then sat next to Zhou Jingzhi.

No pleasantries.

No greeting.

After he took his seat, he suddenly heard Mr. Xue Haifeng, who was opposite the seat, say:

"Director Wang, we have tried our best. This project has been delayed for so long now, and we have paid more than 60 million in advance to other companies. At the same time, an additional 20 million on top of the original production budget of 100 million is already It is the embodiment of our sincerity!

If you can’t get your guarantee now, let our producers take over the scene to ensure the progress of the shooting! Then we can't continue to cooperate on this project. "

"...?"

Xu Haofeng was taken aback.

This means...

But before he had time to think about it, Xue Haifeng continued to say:

"The only condition we can accept now is the total budget cost of 140 million including the total investment of 60 million in advance, and shooting, editing, landing in theaters, and taking over the set within one year.

Otherwise, this project...we'll just have to start looking for the next person to take it on. This is our bottom line! "

? ? ? ? ? ?

no…

what's the situation?

Talk... What are you talking about?

Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?

Xu Haofeng was completely dumbfounded.

Why does this mean that Modu Film Studio doesn't want to invest?

What did Director Wang tell them?

He was about to ask, but at this moment, Wang Jiawei's voice sounded:

"Let's find it. I believe that there will always be someone willing to make this movie."

"..."