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Chapter 221: Rapid Progress

"I plan to release God of Gamblers in mid-August, and this Gambler during the Lunar New Year holiday."

Huang Ze will seize both of the hot schedules!

Moreover, if the film is released in mid-August, by the time the other party wants to follow suit, they will have to wait until it is taken off the screen, which will be mid-September. The Lunar New Year holiday season starts on January 20th.

Only four months of that.

Is that enough time to shoot a movie? Of course it is.

After all, the fat man next to him had shot a movie called "Tricky Brains" in just forty days in his previous life, and he also completed the post-production.

Forty days ago, there wasn’t even a script, just a title, and the starring roles were Andy Lau and Stephen Chow.

But Huang Ze felt that four months might not be enough to make a high-quality gambling film.

Moreover, by doing this, Huang Ze has tied down the director who is best at making gambling films.

Not afraid of following the trend!
If you want to follow, Xinghai has to follow it himself. All of you step back!

"Okay, since Mr. Huang said so, then I will shoot!" Wang Rixiang made up his mind.

He knew that Huang Ze was trying to follow the example of "Once Upon a Time in China" and try to shrink the box office market of copycat films.

But he still lacked confidence. As a director, he felt that he needed to remind Huang, "Boss Huang, it's only May now. By the time God of Gamblers is released in mid-August, the film should have been halfway finished, even if it's slow. If it's fast, it might even be finished..."

Having said that, Wang Rixiang stopped talking.

He made it clear enough.

If the box office of "God of Gamblers" is not good and fails to arouse the audience's desire to watch the movie, then "Casino Tycoon" may lose a lot of money.

"I know."

"Then I have no problem!" Wang Rixiang laughed, "I heard that Mr. Huang can estimate the box office by watching the movie, so how much do you think this "God of Gamblers" will do?"

“What’s the highest-grossing movie of yours?”

"'Best Friends', just under 22 million." Wang Rixiang said.

"Then don't worry." Huang Ze smiled, "I'm sure you can achieve a new box office record."

"Haha, then I'll borrow Mr. Huang's good words."

"So, just go ahead and shoot it with confidence." Huang Ze just handed the matter over to the other party.

……

After touring Xinghai Film and Television, Huang Ze rushed back home before lunch.

Gong Xing is playing with the child.

Seeing Huang Ze coming back, he smiled and said, "I've got a surprise for you," and then put the child on the ground.

At this time, my son could walk more steadily because he was wearing a diaper and walking with a pair of bow legs, he walked towards Huang Ze quickly.

"Oh, my naughty son."

Huang Ze put the box containing the Palme d'Or trophy on the ground, immediately squatted down and stretched out his arms.

When he rushed into his arms, he picked him up and said, "Call me daddy."

"Baba."

"Oh, you can speak now." Although his pronunciation was not very accurate and even ambiguous, Huang Ze was quite happy. "I have been away for more than ten days, and he has made rapid progress!"

"But he is really a little slow. He was over one year old before he could speak. He didn't inherit my learning ability!" Huang Ze boasted shamelessly.

“Tsk…” Gong Xing rolled his eyes. “You have such a strong learning ability, why didn’t you get into Peking University and study at Beijing Film Academy instead?”

"Because I don't like Peking University." Huang Ze felt more and more guilty as he spoke. "Hey, let's not talk about this. You know what? One of our classmates applied for Peking University in his first college entrance examination." "Because he thought he wrote good essays, he was very confident about it. In 77, he applied for the Chinese Department of Peking University."

"and then?"

"Of course I didn't pass the exam." Huang Ze couldn't help laughing. "Because my family is from Beijing and I have some connections, he went to ask why they didn't admit me. It turned out that they said that everything else about me was fine, but my essay was not good."

"Hahaha..." Huang Ze couldn't hold it back anymore.

Gong Xing was stunned for a moment, then he covered his mouth and laughed. After he recovered from the laughter, he asked curiously, "Who is it? Do I know him?"

"Brother Chen Kai, his father is Chen Huaikai."

"Oh, him. Even if you don't mention his father, I've heard of him. Is he the director of Yellow Earth?"

"It's him."

"Haha, that's quite interesting." Recalling it, Gong Xing couldn't help laughing again, "How could someone tell you something so embarrassing? You didn't make it up, did you?"

"How could I make it up? We are classmates." Huang Ze would never admit that he made it up.

"Huh? What are you doing?" Feeling his son struggling in his arms, Huang Ze put him on the ground, then saw him pushing the box.

"Son, do you want to see the trophy?" Huang Ze opened the box, took out the Palme d'Or trophy and handed it to his son.

He immediately sat on the ground and started digging.

"Come one more, go get my Golden Lion." Huang Ze directed Gong Xing to take the Golden Lion trophy and place it near the Palme d'Or. He let his son hold one in each hand and took a few photos with the camera.

Fortunately, I took the photo quickly.

After a few seconds, my son clearly expressed greater interest in the golden lion.

Compared to the winged lion shape of the Golden Lion, the Golden Palm is obviously not as attractive to children.

"Which one do you think your son will like better if he wins another Golden Bear someday?" Huang Ze asked suddenly.

"Golden Bear."

"why?"

"Because they get tired of the old and love the new." Gong Xing said, "By that time, even the Golden Lions were tired of playing, so who would want to play?"

"Aren't you too?"

"I'm not that kind of person." Huang Ze didn't know if Gong Xing meant something, so he said righteously, "Give me another Golden Lion, I'll still like it. Of course, I also like the Golden Bear."

"By the way, is it easy to get the last Golden Bear?" Gong Xing asked, "Why do I feel a little worried?"

"Although the West Berlin Film Festival is the least influential of the three, the European film industry certainly doesn't want you, an Asian, to have all three of Europe's major festivals."

"I checked the information. There are only two people who have collected all three awards. One is Italian and the other is French. It just so happens that one country has one of the three major awards."

"I think there is still hope if we force it."

Huang Ze paused, "With a few more excellent films, it will eventually be conquered. It has to consider credibility."

"If it doesn't work, I'll make a few more World War II movies."

Huang Ze's mouth curled up, "Their country has historical baggage."

"If you deliberately blocked me, don't blame me for being cruel. I deliberately participated in the Berlin Film Festival in the year of the 10th anniversary of the anti-fascism movement. I made a movie about the massacre of Jews in World War II, which was of higher quality."

"If they don't give the prize or let it enter the main competition, it's just a reflection on the war that is not done properly and it's the remnants of the Nazis."

Although Huang Ze doesn't like Jews, he doesn't like Nazis either. If Huang Ze were really asked to shoot the film, he could do it.

(End of this chapter)