Emperor Superstar Cultivation System

At the same time, in the theater of the New Film Federation, there was almost a chorus of curses.

"My God! I knew I shouldn't have come to Flying Daggers! But I'm still here! Now I regret it to death!" A spectator stood up from his seat and said, almost slamming the Coke cup next to him in anger. All knocked over.

"I thought Director Zhang Da could learn from last year's lessons, but who knows, even last year is not as good as last year!" Others were also quite dissatisfied.

No one is in a good mood when he finds that his expectations have been disappointed and his money was wasted.

"Heroes are already bad enough. I thought this was the limit, but I was wrong. Flying Daggers is so bad that there is no limit! There is no lower limit! I can no longer understand what director Zhang Da is filming and what he wants to film!"

"Beautiful breasts, empty soul. This is the last time I will watch a film directed by Zhang Da!"

In the theater, as the lights turned on, countless indignant voices rang out, but almost all of them were negative.It was a far cry from the uniform silence that seemed to be a collective precipitation after the painting skin was over.

"Crack!" Zhang Yimou, who was sitting in the VIP box, saw this scene through the glass window, and Erlang kicked his legs to the ground.

What went wrong? !

he kept asking himself.Why is this scene so similar to the hero back then! ?

Am I really not suitable for making commercial films?

On his slender cheeks, the muscles close to his cheeks were trembling slightly, and there was even confusion of self-denial in his eyes.

No matter who, the first time a commercial blockbuster was sprayed with bruises, and confidently avenged the second time, but still got the same or even worse results, no one would find it acceptable.

Especially a great director like Zhang Yimou who is known as a national teacher.

In the room, there was silence.

After seeing this result, the investors will naturally have a bad face.But when he saw Zhang Yimou's complexion several times darker than his, he shut up rationally.

"Click, click" only the second hand was left in the room.

However, he is not the worst.

In the theater of China Film Xingmei, if Zhang Yimou is said to have a gloomy face, Chen Kai's face is simply pale and yellow.

"My God, can this be called a movie?! I can't understand what he wants to say at all!"

"Is my thinking outdated? I can't accept the aesthetics on it!"

"The drowsy plot, I really don't understand what's wrong with these great directors! Last year Zhang Yimou was killed, this year it's Chen Kai's turn. Will it be Wu Yusen next year?"

"Yeah, but the film made by the new director is much better. If I knew that Wuji was so bad, I might as well buy a ticket for Huapi! Just now, my classmate sent me a text message, saying that it is good to see. Wuji is not a waste of me Dozens of dollars!"

"Hey, I'm just waiting for Feng Xiaogang's phone now. These so-called great directors just use their names for nothing. I really don't understand."

The tide of bad reviews barely broke through the glass and reached Brother Chen Kai's ears.

The rhetoric at the beginning disappeared at this moment, and he felt that his heart couldn't bear the blow.

No one spoke, no one dared to speak, no one wanted to offend Director Chen Da who was on the verge of firing at this juncture.

In theaters, there are three major titles, and just after the premiere of the first scene, the winner was decided almost on the spot.

"Is this impossible?!" Just when some theaters were happy and some were sad, the reporters' eyes widened and they couldn't believe their ears.

"Wuji sucks?" A team leader looked in disbelief at the disgusted team member, who looked as if he had eaten poop, then turned his head and saw another reporter next to him who was pressing his temple and saying nothing , murmured, "Is Flying Daggers terrible?"

"You'll know when you go and see. Anyway, the three of us are exchanging movies, and we have to watch all three movies tonight. By the way, Lao Wang, how about Painted Skin? Lin Xiao's first movie Trinity, no matter how you say it Wouldn't it be better than those of the two directors?"

The team leader called Lao Wang opened his mouth for a long time before saying, "If I say it looks good, would you believe me?"

This night, everyone is doomed to sleepless nights.

As for the next day's magazine, the well-known magazines all worked hard to watch these three dramas.But after reading the results, they were extremely shocked.

"China's film and television industry...is really about to change..."

But they are not the only ones who are sleepless.

In the dawn, all personnel are ready.

"What's the rush, what should come will always come." Lin Xiao said nonchalantly while drinking tea.

"Are you still relaxed?! Are you still relaxed?!" Qin Zhong paced around in the room, "This film involves a huge sum of more than 1 million yuan. If you can't guarantee the bottom line, Lixiao can't afford it at all! Back to before liberation!"

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a staff member walked in cautiously.

"What? The report is here? Why don't you hurry up and take it out?" Qin Zhong shouted as he turned his head.

The staff was taken aback, and quickly replied, "The report hasn't arrived yet, but..."

"Say it quickly! Why are you hesitating!"

"Great, Mr. Cui Zien from popular movies is here."

"Cui Zi'en?" Both Lin Xiao and Qin Zhong frowned slightly. A well-known Chinese film critic, educator, and also a special writer for the most professional film review magazine, why is he here?

"Please come in."

Cui Zien looks very kind, kindly like a Buddha.

When he walked in, he took a deep look at Lin Xiao and sat down politely.

"If Director Lin doesn't mind, I'll be the first to interview Director Lin for his victory speech."

"Victory speech?" Lin Xiao smiled and said, "Is it sure that I have won so soon?"

"Winning for sure!" Cui Zi'en restrained her smile, "I've seen all three films, and I guessed that you are waiting for tonight's box office statistics, so I rushed here overnight."

"First of all, I would like to thank you for allowing me to enjoy a spiritual meal. Compared with the other two movies that can't even compare to pickles, this is simply a feast tonight!"

Cui Zien, who has always been known for being sharp and sharp in film critics, did not hide his opinion at this moment.

"You say that, Director Feng and Director Zhang will not let you go." Lin Xiao laughed.

"It's what it is." Cui Zi'en took out his pen and notebook, "You know? Director Lin, after the first show tonight, the box office of Wuji, House of Flying Daggers dropped by one-fifth! Tickets for the second show None of them are sold out!"

"And your painted skin, both shows are sold out!"

"You don't know what this means. This means the emergence of a new word-of-mouth movie! In a theater, nearly 2000 people watched a movie, and the two shows were full! I guess the third one is like this. And become its footsteps Shi's is the play directed by Zhang Da and Chen Da."

Qin Zhong was at the side, unable to say anything.

He was looking forward to victory, but never felt that victory came so easily, so illusory, so unrealistic!

Shouldn't it be hard to separate on the first day, then Huapi was slightly defeated, and then stepped up the promotional offensive, released the trailer, and continued to attract moviegoers?

Couldn't the final result be our narrow victory...Of course, in Qin Zhong's mind, a big victory is best.

So... who can tell him what's going on in this situation of defeat like a mountain?

The two blockbuster films did not become rivals at all, they collapsed at the first touch!

"Mr. Cui." Qin Zhong stroked his steel-whisker-like short hair, and asked in disbelief, "You...are you really talking about painted skin just now?"

"Painted skin, of course! I dare say that this year's painted skin is definitely more than a few million behind these two films." Cui Zien said firmly, "The quality is not at the same level at all!"

Lin Xiao nodded, his face very calm.

He knew a long time ago that a script that received a four-star rating from the system would never lose to House of Flying Daggers and Wuji.

Because, the evaluation of these two scripts is only one and a half stars!Even if the director makes a good film, it can't save the script's fatal flaw!

"My opponents are not them." He smiled and said, "It's too early to congratulate."

Cui Zien was stunned, Qin Zhong was stunned, and the staff at the door were stunned.

How crazy is this?

In China, if there are so many people whose opponent is Director Zhang Da, Director Chen Da will feel honored, and maybe there will be a "defeat is an honor".

Now, a 23-year-old director actually said, my opponents are not them?

"You... knew from the very beginning that you would win?" Cui Zien felt his heart speed up. How much confidence does this require?

"Facts prove everything." Lin Xiao restrained his smile, "My goal is on the other side of the ocean!"

He raised five fingers, "Five days later, Hong Kong Infernal Affairs 3 will face Painted Skin! The first round!"

"Ten days later, Pokemon Wishing Star will face Painted Skin! The first round!"

"Ten days later, the old boy will face Painted Skin! Also the first round!"

"And in ten days' time, Taiwan's film industry is in the doldrums, and the giants are vacuuming up. It will be The Matrix 3 that will meet Painted Skin!"

"Nintendo, Andy Lau, Liang Chaowei, Liu Zhitai, Jiang Huizhen, Keanu Reeves... which opponent is not enough?" He shook his head calmly, "It's too early to be happy now!"

"Huh..." Cui Zien let out a long breath, and the way he looked at Lin Xiao had changed.

In this era when one generation can be rich in the country, the confidence is strong, the self-confidence is sufficient, and the heart is bigger.

This is a rare pioneer!

"Director Lin, your career cannot be limited to the domestic market!" He said solemnly, "However, for now, let's do a good job in this interview."

Half an hour later, Cui Zien left satisfied.

"Is what you just said true?" Qin Zhong took the time to ask Lin Xiao, "Do you care so much about overseas markets?"

"Do you think I'm joking?" Lin Xiao was extremely serious at the moment. "From the beginning, Huapi's positioning was overseas. Otherwise, why would I find Industrial Light & Magic? Why would I cooperate with Time Warner?"

"If it's just over [-] million domestically, I will never be reconciled!"

He walked to the window, looked at the bright moon outside the window, tapped the window lattice lightly with his fingers, and said with a sneer, "Korean godfather Lim Kwon-taek, Japanese godfather Akira Kurosawa, their eyes are all on the newcomers, how can I let these international friends down?" ?”