China Entertainment: I have been a director since 05

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"It's nothing, I just wrote a script and I hope these people can help me sort out the content and study whether it is reasonable."

On the other end of the phone, Guan Ling's tone was flat.

"That's all. You're going to need so many people?"

Han Sanpin was a little overwhelmed: "The Aerospace Science and Technology Bureau, the Chinese Academy of Sciences, university professors, and Tiangong-1, the Shenzhou series theory group. You really don't treat me as an outsider, do you? I am so capable?"

"If you spread the word a little, maybe they will be willing to come over."

"Then give me some advice first."

“The movie I want to shoot is on Mars.”

After Guan Ling said these two words, a sound suddenly came from Han Sanpin's end.

"Hey."

"What's wrong, Mr. Han?"

"I accidentally bumped into the corner of the table when I stood up just now. It hurts a little."

Han Sanpin responded, but there was no hint of pain in his voice, instead it was full of joy.

"Mars? Are you on Mars now?" Han Sanpin asked, and slapped himself as soon as he said it, "Are you in the office now? I'll go find you."

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry." Guan Ling said with a smile, "Let's get everyone in place first. This script is useless to you. If you don't approve it after reviewing it, I don't really trust you."

When Guan Ling finished speaking, Han Sanpin's head was still buzzing.

"I'll go find out. Do you have any specific requirements for the characters? If not, I'll just let it slip. You're planning to make a science fiction movie."

"And it's still hard."

Guan Ling added, "It's not like Source Code or Inception. This is a real hard science fiction movie."

"You finished writing the script for a hard science fiction movie in just a few days. Did you copy it?" Han Sanpin spoke without thinking, somewhat unconvinced.

"I adapted the film. I had the script in my hands a long time ago and started writing it a long time ago. But this time, I changed the setting to China in consideration of the domestic situation. I have been polishing this film for at least half a year."

Guan Ling didn't expect that Han Sanpin had guessed it correctly by accident, and he quickly took countermeasures.

Fortunately, the other party didn't think much about it.

"You've been polishing it for half a year and you're still hiding it. Are you planning to wait until I retire before doing it?"

"Now that you've retired, China Film will no longer be able to make this money." Guan Ling said bluntly, "I'm sentimental. If you retire, I'd rather let China Film make this money than let Wang Changtian, Yu Dong and others serve me." Guan Ling didn't hide anything and spoke his mind directly.

After hearing this, Han Sanpin was silent for a long time.

"Don't let the person behind you hear this. In life, the more friends you have, the more paths you can take."

He advised.

"I understand, but actually the path of China Film now is basically to help me a little during the review process, but in terms of film vision, it's not that good."

"Don't tell me the truth all the time." Han Sanpin became anxious.

After a while, he said, "The Martian movie you just mentioned, is it about people going to be on Mars?"

"Yes, people need to go to Mars, and they need to grow crops on Mars to survive."

"I see. I'll do what you ask. And I think I might need to find you a few agronomists."

"Thank you, Mr. Han."

"Follow me, don't be polite. Just let the producer hang me up."

"What if your successor competes with you for the position?" Guan Ling made a joke, and then said, "Forget it, I won't tease you anymore. I will fight you back when the time comes."

"That's what you call nostalgia."

hang up the phone.

Guan Ling stood in front of the huge French window in Lingyun Media's office.
Looking up at the city of Beijing,

The sunlight shone on his well-defined face, outlining a confident arc.

"Are you ready? The movie that will suppress the Chinese circle is coming."

Guan Ling said softly.

……

There was suddenly a rumor on the Internet.

Guan Ling is about to shoot a science fiction film that suppresses contemporary society.

Some graduate students said with certainty that their doctoral supervisors had been asked to leave on business trips.

Some say that this time Director Guan is not going to make a movie, but to cooperate with state departments to build a rocket.

Others said that he was an economics professor invited to prepare for the listing.

Lingyun Media's listing has reached the final stage.

The industry generally believes that the listing can be completed before March 2013.

By then, many of Guan Ling’s films may be able to be released. After the Lunar New Year holiday season is over, the company may be able to create a new peak once it goes public.

So compared to suppressing contemporary science fiction movies, building rockets and the like, this final preparation before listing is more worthy of everyone's acceptance.

But I can't help but hear people talking about it.

So in fact, some people in the circle have made careful inquiries.

You don't know until you ask, and you'll be shocked when you ask.
It turned out to be true, and tomorrow I will be holding a meeting with a group of officials and professors at the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

How to provide supporting evidence?

Guan Ling will not attend the premiere of "Lost in Thailand" directed by Xu Zheng.

Because the timing coincided.

Although the meeting started in the morning, I don’t know what time it will end.

As soon as the news came out, the entire Internet was in an uproar.

Everyone is waiting, waiting to see whether this matter is true or not, and whether Guan Ling will appear at Xu Zheng's premiere. At the same time, the premiere of "Lost in Thailand" will naturally trigger more heated discussions and attention.

"Director Guan, did you choose this date on purpose?"

Guo Fan followed Guan Ling and asked with a smile, "In order to get more attention for Xu Zheng and the others, this little publicity, this little trick is absolutely amazing."

"For many movies, whether I go to the premiere or not is not a big deal. Audiences and fans have a threshold. I think it's better not to go. First of all, it saves me a lot of trouble, and secondly, it brings more attention to Xu Zheng."

Guan Ling gave Guo Fan a thumbs up, indicating that Guo Fan was very smart.

This matter is indeed part of the company's marketing.

But it was Guan Ling who made the decision himself.

He got involved himself and also used brands like the Chinese Academy of Sciences as a means to promote "Lost in Thailand".

However, Guan Ling was not going to work for nothing, so he sponsored them to set up a laboratory.

Let’s just consider it clear.

Moreover, such famous universities and research institutes probably wouldn't care about this little bit of publicity.

Because public opinion is not bad for them.

On the contrary, it has a promoting effect.

"Director Guan, you have a far-sighted vision."

Guo Fan was really convinced.

"Don't be too busy flattering me yet. Do you know why I asked you to come here?"

“This sci-fi movie you’re going to make?”

"Yes, you will be my assistant director." Guan Ling said, "Learn well and watch carefully. This kind of movie is too tiring. I will probably only be able to shoot three at most. In the future, this matter must be yours."

"Mine?" Guo Fan was a little shocked and his attitude was very respectful.

"Are you surprised?"

Guan Ling smiled and said, "Have you forgotten what you said when you joined our team? You said you like science fiction and love science fiction. That Source Code was you, but it was fake science fiction. Soft science fiction. And now, it's time for something that suits you."

Guo Fan was stunned. "Thank you, Director Guan..."

He didn't expect that the wish he expressed afterwards was actually remembered deeply by Guan Ling.

For a moment, I felt a little panic.

"Go back and pack up, and then you can accompany me to the meeting at the Chinese Academy of Sciences."

……

Time flies and it’s June 12nd.

The discussion on the Internet about whether Guan Ling would appear in "Lost in Thailand" was intensifying, and at eight o'clock that morning, Guan Ling and Guo Fan set out from Lingyun Media and headed for the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

He held tightly in his hand a black leather folder containing the script for "The Martian" and accompanying scientific materials that he had spent an entire night carefully polishing.

As soon as Guan Ling arrived at the Chinese Academy of Sciences, someone greeted him at the door after he gave his name.

Guan Ling looked closely and found that it was Han Sanpin's secretary.

"Director Guan, President Han is waiting for you." The secretary came forward respectfully.

"Why are you here so early?" Guan Ling asked in surprise.

"President Han is a little anxious." The secretary laughed and didn't say much. He wanted to see the script earlier so much that he had already arrived at the Chinese Academy of Sciences to wait at just after eight o'clock today.

Guan Ling nodded and followed him to the garden of the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

Then he entered the building and walked into the elevator.

Several students standing in front of the Chinese Academy of Sciences couldn't help but stop and exclaim in amazement.

"Fuck it, it's true. It's Director Guan."

"Director Guan is really here, so the science fiction movie is real. It seems that the person they are looking for is our doctoral supervisor."

"He actually walked in. I thought he would drive straight to the complex."

"Is the only thing a graduate student can say about me is 'fuck'?" Guan Ling heard the other party's voice and suddenly realized that he is also a graduate student.

"Fuck!"

Before getting on the elevator, the mirror reflected his tall figure.

He is not even 30 years old yet, but he has already reached the pinnacle of Chinese directors.

The three major European Grand Slams and the first place in the domestic box office rankings are enough to make any peer look up to this achievement.

But today, he is challenging a field that Chinese films have never truly conquered - hardcore science fiction.

The elevator door opened and Han Sanpin's familiar face appeared before him.

This godfather of the Chinese film industry was wearing a dark grey suit today, his eyes behind his glasses as sharp as usual.

"The script is ready. Let me see it." Han Sanpin shook hands with great force. "I really want to see what you have planned to make me set up such a big game for you."

Guan Ling smiled and said, "Boss Han, why don't you take us all to watch it together? If you watch it by yourself, I'm afraid you won't understand."

Han Sanpin was a little speechless.

"I'll just take it as a compliment from you, kid."

Then he took the script that Guan Ling handed to him and started reading it.

The two walked into the conference room and waited for a while.

There were already a dozen gray-haired scholars sitting in the office, chatting in groups of three or four. The air was filled with a sense of alienation unique to the academic circle.

Guan Ling noticed the way they looked at him. That look was very strange, with curiosity, surprise, and even some of them seemed to have a hint of subtle contempt in their eyes.

Guan Ling certainly understood.

In the eyes of these true scientists, film directors are just entertainers who can tell stories.

"Dear professors,"

It's nine o'clock.

Han Sanpin cleared his throat.

"This is Director Guan Ling, I'm sure everyone has heard of him. He brought a movie script about the rescue of Martian today, and he hopes to get guidance from experts. I have already told you the details, and I hope you can help me with some ideas."

An astrophysicist wearing thick glasses pushed up his glasses and said, "Mr. Han, everyone's time is precious, so let's get straight to the point. It's just a commercial movie, and it's a bit of a waste to have so many experts in so many fields."

A few chuckles rang out in the conference room. Guan Ling remained calm as he took out a thick stack of information from a folder and distributed it to everyone.

"Don't worry, Professor Zhang," Guan Ling accurately called out the other person's name, "Before you decide whether this is worth your time, you might as well take a look at this first."

Professor Zhang flipped through the documents suspiciously, his brows gradually furrowed.

Others also began to browse the documents in their hands. The conversation in the conference room gradually disappeared, replaced by the rustling sound of turning papers and the occasional inhalation.

Guan Ling looked around, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He knew that what he had prepared would surprise them.

In the script, Guan Ling did not dare to say that every scientific detail had a detailed theoretical basis and data support, but he definitely did some careful consideration, and whether it was from the composition of the Martian atmosphere to the soil properties, or from orbital mechanics calculations to the plant growth cycle, Guan Ling even combined it with some scientific research results of later generations.

Soon,

Academician Li from the Aerospace Science and Technology Bureau spoke first, his eyes widened behind his glasses, "Did you do these orbit calculations yourself?"

"I don't really understand it, so I just messed around." Guan Ling said, "Of course, I also referred to NASA's Mars mission data and my country's Chang'e project practical experience. Of course, if there are any mistakes, please correct me."

Academician Li exchanged an incredulous look with his colleague beside him. Those complicated formulas and numbers accurate to four decimal places were not something a film director should master.

Professor Wang, a botany expert, suddenly slammed the table and said, "Where did you get the inspiration for this plan to grow potatoes in Martian soil?"

Guan Ling laughed awkwardly, "I think this kind of thing is really possible in the future. I'm just a screenwriter. I even doubt that we will be able to obtain accurate soil from the moon or even Mars in the future."

"Of course I don't know whether it is accurate or not. I just proposed an idea to use basalt powder to simulate Martian soil and add different proportions of human excrement as fertilizer. I want to see if it is feasible with the right ratio."

The conference room was completely silent. These academic authorities who were usually so high and mighty now looked at Guan Ling as if he were a monster.

They originally thought that they were just here to teach a director who didn't understand science, but they didn't expect that the professionalism displayed by the other party would make these real experts feel ashamed.

Is this guy a director?
Why don’t you take a postgraduate entrance examination?

Chen Mingyuan from the Space Center of the Chinese Academy of Sciences also suddenly spoke up. He is an important participant in China's manned space program.
"You also wrote the idea of ​​using the MAV (Mars Ascent Vehicle) as an 'Iron Man' style propulsion system mentioned on page 78 of your script?"

Guan Ling nodded.

Chen Mingyuan's mouth opened slightly. He was terrified.

He has indeed done research in this area.

"According to the Tsiolkovsky rocket equation, if we assume that the MAV retains about 40% of its fuel, and reduces weight by removing unnecessary components, combined with the attitude control system of the extravehicular space suit, it is theoretically possible to achieve short-distance controlled flight in the low gravity environment of Mars."

Suddenly, Chen Mingyuan's lips trembled slightly.

How come he is so good at making up stories?

Why don’t you get a PhD?

Forget it. If you can deduce, you might as well become a doctoral supervisor.

The atmosphere in the conference room changed completely.

The initial contempt and suspicion were gone, replaced by a kind of concentration that was almost awe-inspiring.

These white-haired experts, like eager students, began to ask questions one after another, and Guan Ling answered every question fluently.

Because some of the ideas were made up by Guan Ling.

But it's interesting.

This is a significant conceptual improvement for their scientific research.

Three hours later, Han Sanpin looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

He was originally worried that Guan Ling would make a fool of himself in front of these real experts, but he didn't expect the result to be the exact opposite.

These professors who usually look down on others now gathered around Guan Ling, enthusiastically discussing the various scientific details in the script, and some even began to argue about whose field should be shown more in the movie.

Damn it,
Absolutely.

Han Sanpin was completely numb. (End of this chapter)