Crazy, 500 yuan also dare to make a science fiction blockbuster

Dean Dong, who was sitting in the front row, couldn't help but speak.

"Without the countdown lens, the movie can still be watched, but compared with the former one with the countdown, it does lack some feeling."

"The first one gives people the feeling that his head will be torn off by that machine at any moment, giving people a very worrying feeling, especially nervous."

"And the second one was like, I know she's probably going to have her skull cut, but I don't know when."

"Both clips are great, but if you want to differentiate, the first one with the countdown is a perfect 10 and the second one is around 9."

After listening to Dean Dong's words, Ye Heng smiled and nodded.

As expected of the dean of Chinese opera, this analytical ability is quite strong.

Chapter 221 Are You Director Ye Heng

After that, Ye Heng used "Jigsaw" to talk about a lot of things, such as the language of the lens, the design of Fuhuadao, the use of background music and so on.

When the bell rang, Ye Heng had almost finished speaking. He looked at the crowd with a smile on his face.

"Well, that's all for today's lesson."

After speaking, Ye Heng picked up his things and walked out of the classroom slowly.

But everyone in the classroom still sat there without moving.

Now their minds are full of what Ye Heng just said.

All I can say is, it's amazing!It completely overturned all their previous understanding of movies.

In fact, a long time ago, many college teachers had analyzed Ye Heng's movies, analyzing various key points of the movie.

But now it seems that they just analyzed a fart before.

After listening to Ye Heng's explanation, he realized that he had completely gone the wrong way.

"Why does our film theory feel so childish?"

On the side, Cheng Yusheng, the director of the upper theater, was bewildered in his eyes.

"I feel that I'm afraid I won't be able to make a decent movie until the day I die," said Cheng Luo, director of Beijing Film Academy.

At this time, Dean Dong walked over slowly.

"No, it's not our theoretical pediatrics, but Ye Heng."

"Ye Heng no longer belongs to this era. It is no longer an era where he surpassed us."

"A new era will come, perhaps created by him."

"But that is also doomed, our old era will perish."

After speaking, he couldn't help sighing again.

In the afternoon of the same day, the teacher of Chinese opera posted Ye Heng's open class online.

Many people were taken aback when they saw the duration of nearly 4 hours.

"Damn it! What the hell is this! Why can a public class last for 4 hours!"

"It's too long! Director Ye really told them for 4 hours! It's too scary!"

"The students of Chinese opera said that after listening to Director Ye's class in the morning, I started to watch videos again in the afternoon!"

"Add one, but I'm on stage."

……

In addition to the students and netizens who joined in the fun, a large number of domestic directors also watched Ye Heng's public class video.

Although they all have high status in the country, they know that comparing themselves with Ye Heng is like the comparison between candlelight and sunlight.

Under the sunlight, the candlelight seemed so dim.

Because the video was indeed a bit too long, at the beginning, except for a few students who listened to Ye Heng's class, they were boasting.

Almost everyone else was talking about the length of the video, but it was normal.

After all, 4 hours, now a movie is only one and a half to two hours.

4 hours is enough to watch two movies.

But in the evening, many people watched the video of the open class one after another, and the voice of praise gradually sounded.

"My God! Director Ye's speech is really good! It directly opened up a new way of thinking for me!"

"After seven or eight years of filming, I only found out that there are still these methods today. I am so ashamed!"

"This video is simply the bible of the film industry! It is recommended to directly enter the film history!"

Countless people praised Ye Heng's open class, ordinary students, film directors, passers-by...

Especially those professional practitioners.

After spending four hours watching the movie, they were deeply shocked!

An unprecedented idea drilled into their brains, forcing them to start thinking.

They have never heard of what Ye Heng said before, but they will never forget it in the future!

That night, the video was uploaded to a foreign website, and it began to be praised by people from all walks of life in foreign movies.

Under this wave of operations, Ye Heng didn't do anything, and directly set off a wave of world upsurge.

And the next day, Ye Heng received a call from Zhang Wenke.

"Hey Ye Heng, are you still in Kyoto now?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"That's fine. I'll come up tomorrow. Don't leave."

Hearing this, Ye Heng couldn't help being taken aback.

"Come up, Uncle Zhang, what are you doing up here?"

"Why? Your current popularity has reached the top of the world."

"Domestic, foreign, professional, layman, almost all praise you!"

"It just so happens that "The Old Shaolin Temple" will be released in the near future, hurry up to Kyoto, and take advantage of the heat to promote it!"

Ye Heng smiled helplessly. What did he think it was? It turned out to be a propaganda.

"Okay, then call me when you arrive."

"Row"

After speaking, Ye Heng hung up the phone.

He walked slowly to the window of the dormitory, opened a little curtain and looked down.

I saw a group of students downstairs gathered there.

Those were students who came to him for autographs.

If it was changed to before, Ye Heng might be very happy and sign for everyone.

But just last night, Ye Heng signed autographs for a group of students, and as they signed, there were more and more people!

The pens are all signed and out of ink. Three pens!My hands are numb!

If it wasn't for being forced to dismiss by the school because it was too late in the end, Ye Heng would have died outside!

Now, Ye Heng can understand the meaning of the phrase "people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong".

Originally, I thought that after I arrived in Kyoto, I would go out to have fun and make trouble.

As a result, there is only one open class now, and the students are already as crazy as his grandma!

If you go out, you don't have to be stuck on the main road!

Ye Heng could even think of the scene of promoting the movie tomorrow, and he was even a little afraid that he would not be able to come back!

Fortunately, not long after, all the students below were expelled by the school.

Zhang An walked in and even brought Ye Heng a makeup artist.

With a big beard on his mouth and a few pimples on his face, he dared to go out only after he was sure he couldn't recognize Ye Heng.

But Ye Heng was still worried about Zhang An's excited driving skills.

Therefore, on the grounds that the students would recognize themselves when they saw Zhang An, they left Zhang An alone and left the school alone.

After leaving the school, Ye Heng casually took a taxi and went to a nearby restaurant.

Although the meals that Zhongxi had ordered for him in the past two days were pretty good, he still wanted to eat some food from these small roadside shops.

"I want a stewed stew."

"okay!"

The master chef replied and started cooking for Ye Heng.

At this time, Ye Heng suddenly found a bearded man in his 40s staring at him at the opposite table.

Ye Heng stroked his beard so thick that even his own mother couldn't recognize it, and a look of panic flashed across his eyes.

"It's all made up like this, so you shouldn't be able to recognize it?"

But the man raised the bowl in his hand, went straight to sit beside Ye Heng, and asked in a low voice.

"Are you Director Ye Heng?"

Chapter 222 The Remnants of the Old Times

Ye Heng froze when he heard the man in front of him call out his name.

It's all like this, and I can still recognize it! !

Ye Heng looked around in panic, as if he was worried that the man's voice would attract others' attention.

And the man seemed to know what Ye Heng was worried about, so he didn't shout anything, but just sat down silently.

"Don't you know me?"

asked the man, straightening his beard.

Ye Heng looked at the man, his voice seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

"When I was at Qingsong University, there was a screening meeting." The man reminded again.

Hearing this, a face suddenly flashed in Ye Heng's mind.

"Zhang, Zhang San?"

Ye Heng asked in a low voice, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Zhang San in front of him showed a smile.

But Ye Heng couldn't help showing embarrassment on his face.

He never dreamed that he would meet Zhang San when he came out for a meal.

At the screening meeting at Qingsong University, he scolded "Six Nuclear Bombs".

Looking back now, I can't help but feel a little embarrassed and helpless, especially when I was sitting with the original director.

Ye Heng had even started to fantasize in his mind how Zhang San was going to humiliate himself.

But all of this didn't seem to go as Ye Heng expected.

"Before you appeared, I never thought that science fiction films could be made like that."

Zhang San said, without the expected anger, madness or any performance like being irritated.

His expression was calm, with a tired but sincere smile on his face.

It seemed that he had never been angry with Ye Heng because of what happened at the screening that day.

"You, aren't you angry?"

Ye Heng asked a little meanly. He knew that this question might put both of them in an awkward situation, but he still couldn't help but want to ask.

But Zhang San smiled and shook his head, "Why are you angry? What is there to be angry about?"