Huayu: Start by asking ex-girlfriends for alms

Chapter 332 See you at the Golden Rooster!
"You're almost thirty, why are you still so irritable?"

"Going to Venice alone can make enemies, and even quarrels at home will happen."

Director Tian’s “complaint” is more like a routine matter. Well, there is no “like” in it, it is.

"Well, Director Wu is from Hong Kong after all. He has close ties with Taiwan and is well-known internationally. If he hasn't torn his face off, don't scold your mother first."

"Don't worry, teacher. I know what's going on." Zhen Jiecheng handed out cigarettes and firecrackers, and after arranging a round of arrangements for all the teachers, he smiled and said, "The man surnamed Wu is just a paper tiger. I don't take him seriously."

"In terms of honors, he has none of the three major awards, and has never received a single Oscar. In terms of box office, he is almost 70 years old, and his total achievements for most of his life are just so-so."

"A defeated general who was 'driven' out of Hollywood comes here to show off his power. What a big shot he is!"

"Stop talking nonsense, or someone might hear it." Dean Zhang Huijun quickly stopped him.

"Just let it spread! Brother, I'm already so famous, why should I be afraid of people talking about me? Even if it's on the front page of the news, it's not a big deal."

Zhang Huijun: (Д)ノ

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he waved his hand.
"Okay, pretend I didn't say anything."

"But then again, I'm actually looking forward to him breaking up with me." Zhen Jiecheng smacked his lips, "Tsk tsk tsk, it just so happens that I'm so angry that I have nowhere to vent!"

After many days of fermentation, Jinji’s outrageous actions have basically been known to the upper echelons in the circle.

As a well-known secret agency in the circle, Beijing Film Academy is of course at the forefront of the melon.

At this moment, everyone looked at Zhen Jiecheng's constipated face, and a happy atmosphere instantly filled the air.

"Well, don't scold your mother even if you go to Jinji. You can do whatever you want with the rest!"

"There are many of our own people among the judges this year." Zhang Huijun counted on his fingers, "For example, Mr. Zeng Nianping."

Hearing this, Zhen Jiecheng subconsciously looked at Lao Deng'er.

Zeng Nianping graduated from the Department of Photography, and his wife is Li Shaohong, Lao Deng'er's confidante.

"Where are you looking?" Director Tian glared at me, "What's wrong with me having a flower on my face?"

Seeing this, Zhen Jiecheng had to look away in disappointment.

"Ahem, ahem, and there's also Peng Xiaolian, Sister Peng." Zhang Huijun continued, holding back his laughter.

He is another one of older generation, and is a classmate of Lao Deng'er in the Directing Department, Class of 78.

"There's no need to talk about Hou Keming, you're familiar with him!"

"In addition, the chairman of this year's jury is also our old senior, Mr. Ding Yinnan."

Wow, he's even more senior now. He's a senior from the directing department of the 61st grade, and Lao Deng has to bow and scrape whenever he sees him.

"Oh, by the way, there's also Fu Dalong from the acting department. Didn't he also guest-star in 'No Return'?" Zhang Huijun smacked his lips and said, "Xiao Fu's acting is pretty good, and he's very capable."

"Yes, he is a rare talent. It's a bit of a waste for him to be in the acting department."

When talking about Fu Dalong, a group of orthodox Beijing Film Academy people rarely included their own school's actors in the "alumni" camp and talked about him non-stop.

Only Zhen Jiecheng looked more constipated.

"Brother, does the Golden Rooster want to use these guys to suppress me?"

"What else? Lice on a bald head, that's obvious, right?"

"Damn it, that damn Jinji has been working so hard for me!" Zhen Jiecheng panted, took out his cell phone, and looked at Director Tian, ​​"Teacher, you can call Mr. Ding, Senior Sister Peng, and Zeng..."

Shut up in time. There is no need to ask for Zeng Nianping's contact information, especially don't ask Lao Deng'er. Just go find Li Shaohong directly later.

"Teacher, please give me the contact information of these two people. I will call them to explain in advance to avoid accidental injuries."

Hold a report meeting and brag!
I don’t know what stimulated this woman Cheng Hao, but as soon as Zhen Jiecheng stepped into the house, he was pulled into the bedroom.

"Wait a minute! Wife, what the hell is this?" Zhen Jiecheng was confused.

"Open-crotch pants!" Cheng Hao blinked, "If I wear them, you should wear them too. That's fair!"

"Hubby, wear it! I made it especially for you!"

"Dabao said that he wants dad to wear open-crotch pants to show off to the big sisters!"

"How is it? Are you touched?" Cheng Hao leaned closer to his face, "Dabao is really a good son to my husband. Such filial piety, wow!"

Zhen Jiecheng: 0.0
"Hubby, won't you comment on this?"

"Send it! Of course I will! Wife, you know me well. How could I be moved? I dare not move at all!"

"Oh, then what?" Cheng Hao raised his eyebrows, "Besides the speech, is there any feedback on Dabao's filial piety?"

"Yes! Of course!" Zhen Jiecheng stood up quickly, "What a bastard! Fuck you!"

"Husband, it's fine if you call yourself a dog, but why are you calling me, um, oh?"

"Wife, I didn't scold you."

"I cursed! I called me a son of a bitch."

"Don't talk nonsense, I was scolding Dabao. Emmm, it seems like I was scolding you." Zhen Jiecheng patted his butt to apologize, "Wife, I'm sorry. Your husband was born in the year of the dog, so you can only bear with the grievance."

"It's okay, I do!" Cheng Hao threw a coquettish look, "Woof! Come on, husband!"

Cheng Hao is proficient in all kinds of martial arts and has mastered the skillful fire-reducing technique.

They have been married for nine years, but they haven't shown any sign of the "burnout period" mentioned in Japanese works.

Surprised by the endless new things, reassured by the endless peace of mind. After a busy day and the fatigue of traveling across time zones, Zhen Jiecheng simply ate a few mouthfuls of food, then hugged Cheng Hao and fell asleep.

"Alas! You are already an adult, but you still need to sleep."

"Bah! You're not quiet even when you're asleep!"

Outside the door, I could hear my son chattering as he came home from school, so I quickly got up, put on my clothes, and cleaned up the damage scattered on the ground, then tiptoed out the door.

"Shh! Keep your voice down, Daddy is sleeping! If you make any more noise, I'll spank you!"

Looking at her mother with a rosy face and humming a cheerful tune, Zhen Hao couldn't understand: her mother was obviously very happy, but why couldn't she feel the warm maternal love?

My little head is full of question marks. I dare not say anything or ask anything.

He squatted on the steps in the yard, his chin supported by his hands, his face full of melancholy.

After a while of being alone, I sneaked into the study before dinner, turned on the computer, clicked QQ skillfully, and entered the account password.

"Duoduo, are you there?"

"I'm here, brother." Soon, a reply came.

"You are free. You even have a cell phone. Unlike me, I have nothing." Zhen Hao said with a bitter face.

"Brother, don't feel bad. Brother has Duoduo!"

Seeing this, Zhen Hao's mood brightened slightly.

"By the way, Duoduo, let me ask you something."

"Ask, brother."

"Duoduo, as a girl, can you give me some advice on how to please a girl?"

"Brother, aren't you very good at it? Why are you asking me? Duoduo doesn't have as much experience as you."

"But the problem is, I only know how to get along with the older girls. They are too old now, have bad tempers, and are too ruthless. This is beyond my experience!"

Wake up feeling refreshed.

The eldest son went to school, and so did his wife. After washing up, he ate the breakfast that his mother-in-law had heated up, while playing with his second son for a while.

It was not until noon that Zhen Jiecheng drove to Beijing Film Academy for work.

As we all know, there is no lateness without clocking in. As the film and television arts major with the most relaxed management system in colleges and universities, it is normal for students and teachers to not show up at school for a few months.

Zhen Jiecheng thinks he is very responsible.

I just came back from Venice after getting the Golden Lion and came to work the next day.

No matter who comments on it, we have to give a thumbs up, say that he is a role model, and praise his diligence and conscientiousness.

Holding the Golden Lion trophy of "No Return", Zhen Jiecheng strode into the campus. He stopped at the entrance of the corridor in time, took out his sunglasses from his pocket and put them on.

Then head to the office.

Sure enough, the preparations for a rainy day paid off!
Open door, blinding light.

Lao Deng was sitting with the electric fan on, feeling calm and cool.

"Teacher, I'm here to bring you the golden lion."

"Well, put it in. The door of the display case is not closed." Director Tian nodded. "I don't need to teach you how to put it in, right?"

"No, no!" Zhen Jiecheng quickly shook his head.

He glanced at the office door and then called upon the knowledge of light and shadow in his mind.

Assumption: The camera is placed at the door position, and the height of the lens is approximately between 1.6 and 1.8 meters.

How to coordinate the lighting and placement to show the most eye-catching light and color based on the composition, so that the two golden lions can present the most unforgettable lens language.

Zhen Jiecheng came up with the answer after a little thought and then quickly completed the arrangements.

"Teacher, I've set it up." "Well! Come and sit down. I have something to tell you."

"What is it, teacher?"

"As for Bi Zhifei who was recommended by the acting department, I rejected him! I rejected him for you too!"

"Why?" Zhen Jiecheng was stunned.

"Why? Because I asked around and saw him in person!" Director Tian cursed, "This guy has shitty talent! He's not even as good as Lian Tian or Liu Yifei!"

"The damn acting department is blind! Expect them to do something reliable, but it will never be reliable!"

"Teacher, calm down. Actually, I have also asked around, but I think that people are not good or bad. It just depends on whether they can be used in the right place." Zhen Jiecheng handed cigarettes and poured tea to Lao Deng'er while repeating his plan with a smile.

But unexpectedly, Lao Deng'er still looked resistant.

"Jie Cheng, there's something wrong with your thinking!"

"As the Zuo Zhuan says, only names and tools cannot be lent to others."

"The three grand slams are not the cabbages on the street, nor are they Jie Lun's "Secret" or Tian Tian's "Those Years"!"

"You can use any tricks or methods you want. But the result must be that the Golden Bear falls into your name, not someone else's!"

With a stern face, and with a stern look that Zhen Jiecheng had never seen before and had only heard from other people, he slammed the desk hard.

"Bang bang~"

Put it firmly on the table instead of placing a book under it as before.

"I'd rather leave it empty!"

"Understand?"

"I understand!" Zhen Jiecheng responded subconsciously.

"No, you don't understand!" Director Tian shook his head. "You have been on such a smooth road! Awards are so easy to you! You don't even take the Golden Bear seriously!"

"Jiecheng, any honor you receive is what other filmmakers pursue their whole lives. Do you know how important this is?"

"Chen is still trapped in the Palme d'Or, but even so, he is still high up in a place that others cannot envy or touch."

"He can live off this Palme d'Or for the rest of his life! That's how important it is!"

After a pause,
"Jie Cheng, I am not stressing to you the importance and reality of honor."

“I just want to tell you that honor can be equated with filmmaking to some extent.”

“I hope you can embody the original intention of the film into an attitude towards honor. No one can always be passionate about their career. When you slack off one day in the future, the pursuit of honor can help you to recharge your motivation.”

"Motivation inspires passion! Passion inspires inspiration! Inspiration creates art!"

He stood up, picked up a document and rolled it into a paper stick.

"Hand out!"

"Ah?" Zhen Jiecheng was stunned.

"Oh." He stretched out his hand obediently.

"Snap! Snap! Snap!" Three times in a row, but the force was very light.

"Do you understand now?"

I don't know how long it has been since I was spanked by a teacher. When was the last time? I can't remember.

Zhen Jiecheng stood up straight.
"I understand, teacher!"

The harmonious atmosphere of teacher-student love and filial piety has returned to the office.

Zhen Jiecheng was very happy that his wrong ideas were corrected in time and the truth came to light.

Director Tian is even happier!
It was nothing, the students were just too bad. As a teacher, he never felt a sense of accomplishment in teaching.

Now that I have got the chance, I can finally satisfy my addiction to being a "strict teacher" and a "guidance" teacher.

"Putting aside your wrong idea of ​​taking shortcuts, even if it is correct, Bi Zhifei does not meet your requirements!" Director Tian frowned, his tone and expression were full of disgust.

"The most outrageous thing is that he actually took you as an example! He imitated you and took your creative attitude and habits as his own!"

"He~tui! He doesn't even look in the mirror! Does he have that ability?"

The more he spoke, the angrier he became, as if he had been greatly offended.

"I won't go into detail about the situation. You can go and see for yourself. This will save you from blaming me for being nosy and making decisions for you!"

"Teacher, how can that be possible! But now that you mention it, I am even more curious."

Seeing Lao Deng'er's face change, Zhen Jiecheng quickly expressed his opinion.
"Teacher, don't get me wrong. I have listened to you and I have no intention of using him to take advantage of Golden Bear."

"But~"

Grinning,
"Teacher, you know me. I am a young student and I am always bullied."

"I dare not respond directly, so I can only take a roundabout way to give them back."

Brother Lu, I'm sorry, please forgive me.
It just so happens that Jing Tian's character has already risen. If he goes after Lu Chuan again, it will actually be a compliment to Lu Chuan. How can a nephew bully his uncle? It's too unfilial! The Zhen Clan must be polite!
So, after considering many factors: my dear brothers and sisters need new matches!
"The Banquet of Kings"? If such a historical masterpiece does not have a good opponent during its release, it is like Xiang Yu did not invite Liu Bang, how can it be called the Hongmen Banquet?
It would be so boring to suppress the box office of "The Banquet" with good works!

A rubbish director with a shitty work and a stupid Lu Sang hammer, that's a match made in heaven!
The director is in place! As for the shitty work
I’m sorry, Xiaosi, please forgive Bi Zhifei!

"dududu~"

"Hey, Sister Hua, please contact Guo Xiaosi."

"Wait, don't tell me! And don't involve Jiecheng Film and Television! Emmm, just use the name of Yang Mi Studio! I'll say hello to Mi Mi later."

It's too much shit, Zhen Jiecheng can't even get involved with it, he can't afford to lose face like that.

Yang Mi is fine, Yang Mi is committing suicide everywhere.

It just so happened that she was the heroine of “Tiny Times” in her previous life, so this could be considered as settling the fate and karma.

"Just say that Yang Mi's studio is interested in Guo Xiaosi's Tiny Times and wants to adapt it into a movie. If Guo Xiaosi is interested in transitioning to film and television, he can serve as the screenwriter and assistant director of the project. We... no! It's Yang Mi's studio! We will invite a talented newcomer in the industry to direct, and we will also invite a veteran Taiwanese idol drama person to serve as the producer."

Balabala, explain it clearly in detail.

Zhen Jiecheng put down his phone with a big smile on his face.

The era of chaos in the film and television industry is coming. Since we are powerless to stop it, why not borrow it and make a small profit at the same time?
It's like luck has come.

Ever since my wrong mindset was corrected in Lao Deng'er's office, good things have happened one after another.

First, inspiration struck and he made proper arrangements for Brother Lu, and then good news came from the Golden Rooster.

"Hey, Jiecheng, let me tell you something. The Golden Rooster Organizing Committee called Degang and invited Deyun Club to send someone to host the awards ceremony."

"What the hell?" Zhen Jiecheng was stunned at first, then he almost jumped up with joy, "Brother Qian'er, tell me more about it!"

"I was listening to the call just now. After the call was hung up, I immediately came to the bathroom to tell you the news!" Brother Qianer narrated in an orderly manner, "The meaning of the Golden Rooster is that Deyun Club must make all preparations and must control the situation. In case of emergency, the topic must be diverted. No matter if it is a joke or nonsense, just make things go away."

"Brother Qian'er, you know. Jiang Wengua is a coward and doesn't dare to fight with his superiors. He has been put in solitary confinement! So, I am in need of a partner now!" Zhen Jiecheng asked expectantly, "Brother Qian'er, can you find a way to be the host?"

There was silence on the phone for a while, and then a crisp voice came,

"can!"

"Brother Qian'er, I have to remind you. If you do this, you will offend Jinji."

"Hey, I'm a crosstalk performer, so I'm fine if I'm offended. I don't expect to win an award at the Golden Rooster Awards."

"Brother Qian'er, I owe you a favor!" Zhen Jiecheng replied solemnly.

"No need, we are all brothers!" Brother Qian'er replied cheerfully, "How about this, let's not owe each other anything, it makes us look distant. Just do me a favor!"

"Brother Qian'er, you say!"

"It's like this. My apprentice's situation is not good, and I have to prepare a way out for him. Originally, I was thinking about making more free guest appearances in movies and TV series to pave the way for this kid. But after talking with you and Jiang Wen last time, I changed my mind."

As he said this, Brother Qianer sighed.

"The crosstalk industry pays attention to family tree, and the film and television industry also pays attention to origin!"

"If things really come to that, you and Cheng Hao can help, either Beijing Film Academy or the Central Academy of Drama, and pave a way for this child to take the vocational college entrance exam."

"It's best to go to the Central Academy of Drama! Whether you are learning crosstalk or acting, the most important thing is to master the skills!"

Hearing this, Zhen Jiecheng fell silent.

Just when Brother Qian'er on the other end of the phone thought Zhen Jiecheng was in trouble and was about to ask.

Suddenly he opened his mouth.

"Brother Qian'er, I'm sorry to ask you a question. Guo Degang divorced his ex. Was it because he discovered your relationship with his ex-wife and Qi Lin's true identity?"

Qian'er brother: (Д)ノ

Next second,
"But didn't I send my son Yu Siyang over there as a proton?"

"I even used my wife and my father as jokes for him. My wife gives me surprises every day, and my father visits a hundred or eighty brothels a day. Isn't that enough compensation?"

"Hahaha! Enough! Definitely enough!" Zhen Jiecheng laughed, "Brother Qian'er, see you at the Golden Rooster!"

"Well, see you at Golden Rooster!"

(End of this chapter)