From yearning to entertainment master

Chapter 420 Movie Plan
"Is the sword shrimp ready?"

In the kitchen, Ye Mingxuan took over the work of Mr. Huang, the ingredients were flying, the sweat dripping from his forehead, he was very busy.

"I'll be fine soon!"

As the afternoon approached, Ye Mingxuan began to process various ingredients, and it took a long time to get the troublesome ones done. In the evening, when all the guests came, he could keep up with the cooking of other dishes.

In the yard, Mr. Wu Jinghe arranged the birthday party scene. With such a big fanfare, there must be no surprises, but Zhang Zifeng is already very happy that the recorded program can still celebrate his birthday.

"Director Wu, is our place okay?"

"pretty good."

Wu Jing hung up the star lamp and turned on the switch to check the effect. It was still dark, so the effect was naturally greatly reduced.

"By the way, Mr. He, I will save my stomach when I come here today. When will I have dinner?"

"There are still people who haven't arrived, let's have dinner when they are almost here!"

"Mr. Wu, Brother Xuan asked me to ask if you are ready for the bonfire?"

Holding an axe, Peng Peng chopped some big firewood in the woods. When passing by the kitchen, Ye Mingxuan asked him to see how the preparations in the yard were going!

"Isn't that right? Are you going to light up now?"

Next to it was a pile of firewood prepared but not set up.

"Uh~ Teacher Wu, shouldn't the bonfire be like that?"

Peng Peng gestured with his hands, seeing that the two were indifferent, he put his hands together.

In the kitchen, Ye Mingxuan prepared the ingredients for the main dish of Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea and Making Arhats, and put them in a casserole to simmer slowly.

"Hoo~Master, let me go out and have a rest, watch the fire, you can't use coal, only fruit wood, it's too stuffy."

He took off the apron, threw it aside casually, shook the drenched sleeves, scooped up half a spoonful of tap water, and finished it in one gulp with his head raised, taking a breath of comfort.

"This one is too troublesome~ Why do you still let me do your business? Do you have to use fruit tree branches?"

Teacher Huang is better, he is responsible for helping, Xiaoxuan really needs to rest, he is sweating and his clothes are soaked!

"No, if you have pine wood, you can use it. Paulownia wood is soft, and fire won't work, so use fruit trees!"

"Come on, take a break and leave it to me to watch. How long will it take to stew?"

"At least until around eight o'clock in the evening!"

After coming out of the kitchen, Ye Mingxuan went straight to the hammock, there was nothing more comfortable than a hammock, it was breathable and comfortable.

"Boy, when can we have dinner?"

"Who told you to come, there is no place for you here, hurry up!"

Ye Mingxuan rolled his eyes, Chi Chi came here with ingredients, but Brother Jing came empty-handed, so he brought a mouth.

"By the way, the first cut version has been made, I brought the sample, and see if there is anything that needs to be changed tonight!"

When it came to business, Mr. He found a reason to pull Peng Peng away.

"Peng Peng, didn't you say that Chi Chi is still chopping firewood? Let's go and help!"

Wu Jing watched the two leave, pulled Ye Mingxuan to sit at the stone table, and poured a cup of tea.

"Don't blame me, I can't help it. The production of Wandering Planet is half finished. In fact, at the end of last year, the higher-ups told me that I have no idea about the export of the film!"

"Tsk tsk tsk...Brother Jing, you are such a chicken thief, you can't bear to drag me, a novice director? Do I have to thank you?"

Ye Mingxuan gritted his teeth after viciously crushing a few peanuts on the table. It was too sudden, and he didn't think he could be of much help. As a director, it doesn't mean that as a reborn person, you can shoot Good minds for those good movies.

"Look at you, why are you so anxious? What are you afraid of? You're not alone. Let's see who is on the list. They are the ones who take the lead, but..."

Wu Jing paused for a moment. There are some things that everyone understands without having to explain them clearly. Domestic directors, no matter how famous they are, make films that are art films aimed at awards. A successful one!

"But what?"

Ye Mingxuan rubbed his nose nonchalantly. In the history of film, there has never been an uninterrupted debate about art and business. Of course, there is no distinction between high and low films, and there is no right or wrong. Is it necessary to increase the audience base first?
You have won a lot of awards, yes, as a director, you have become famous, so what about the investors?How many art films can recover the cost?The film producers and distributors are not open shantang, who would do it if they lose money?Do you want to leave it alone?

So Ye Mingxuan's attitude towards the so-called great director is, I respect you, but I don't think highly of you. Is there any meaning other than a better reputation?

Apart from Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger in the millennium, what else can we do to win international awards in the history of domestic films? "Wolf Warrior 2" is so different that you can't go abroad?

Don't use any excuse that the main theme does not meet the appetite of foreign countries. Think about how many Hollywood blockbusters have nothing to do with the country?
"Brother Jing, you should discuss this matter with me. What happened now will mess up all plans for next year!"

Ye Mingxuan sighed. I don't really want Zifeng to go to the movie in Chinatown. The director's character is not good. I originally wanted to make a movie suitable for Zifeng, but now I have to consider the foreign market!
"Can this be my fault? I submitted it for trial normally, isn't this just in time? What can I do?"

Wu Jing patted Ye Mingxuan on the shoulder, and explained in a low voice: "Don't blame everyone for messing up your Zifeng's birthday, there is no way, the matter has come together, Secretary Zhou has decided to talk to you before, just right They have a meeting here, come over here to talk, and Lao Ma, how keen is your business sense? Do you really think that people want to eat your dishes?"

"But I want to push Zifeng next year!"

Ye Mingxuan was choked for a moment, and he's not a three-year-old kid, so he definitely doesn't believe that a person like Papa Ma is doing it for a few dishes. Now he is not as radical as before. !

"You can have both!"

Wu Jing said solemnly, wouldn't it be better to continue to support Zhang Zifeng to the international market?

"Why don't you ask Zi Feng for her opinion?"

Ye Mingxuan thought about it, and it's okay to ask, it's both pressure and motivation, since Zifeng likes it, just try to support it.

"Let's go, she's reading a book up there!"

The two stood up one after the other, Chen Chichi panted heavily, and came out of the forest with a few thigh-thick branches on his back!

"Oh, I'm going, I'm going to die, I swear, I won't work anymore, I'm so tired!"

Looking at each other, Wu Jing patted Ye Mingxuan and said in a low voice, "Go up and ask yourself, I won't go!"

"Cut~"

Ye Mingxuan turned and went upstairs. The door of Zhang Zifeng's room was ajar, and there was music coming from inside.

(End of this chapter)