I was just thinking about taking the arts exam and you said I've been playing supporting roles

Chapter 121 Zhang Yimou: If he is not the top scholar, who will be?

Imperial capital, late at night.

China Film Digital Base.

Zhang Yimou stood there, holding his chin, watching the finished film of "Under the Hawthorn Tree" playing in front of him, striving for final perfection.

The film has already been reviewed by the bureau.

This is not because Zhang Yimou's name carries any privilege.

Instead, there are several ways to conduct censorship. For an art film like "Under the Hawthorn Tree", if there is no problem with the content censorship, the process and progress can be accelerated, and finally the film can be confirmed to be ok, and it will be a natural thing to get the Dragon Mark.

For other movies, there may be a technical review to see if you have violated any regulations.

For some special effects commercial films, in order to meet the release schedule, even the green screen version can be submitted for review, and they will review as much as they can after it is completed to avoid being stuck.

Zhang Yimou is now doing the final finishing touches.

In front of him was a huge table with various film reels placed on it. It was very neatly arranged, but the operation was complicated.

This is a film editor.

Zhang Yimou used new technology in "Under the Hawthorn Tree". "Three Guns" was his first film shot with a fully digital camera. The final word of mouth made him feel that this new technology was awesome, but perhaps too radical.

So he was a little more conservative with "The Hawthorn Tree" and adopted a half-digital and half-film hybrid shooting method.

Especially for the scenery and interactive details, such as the kissing scene between Chen Jin and Zhu Yanmanzi, he used a 35mm film camera, because the advantage of film is that the colors are restored realistically, the details are more delicate, and the skin texture and so on are highlighted.

It can maximize the unique texture and historical flavor of art films.

"Director Zhang, is that not enough?"

Meng Peicong, a senior domestic editor, looked at Zhang Yimou beside him, and Zhang Yimou suddenly came back to his senses from his deep thoughts: "Oh, no, very good!"

Zhang Yimou smiled and said that Meng Peicong was the editor he had been working with since "Three Shots".

As for the film part, Zhang Yimou could actually cut it himself, but it would just be a rough outline; professional matters should be left to professionals. Meng Peicong next to him graduated from Beijing Film Academy and had worked in Beijing Film Academy Laboratory, Beijing Film Studio, and CCTV.

Buzz!
The cell phone in Zhang Yimou's pocket rang again.

Meng Peicong said helplessly: "Director Zhang, how about... taking a break?"

This young man couldn't even stay up late with him. Meng Peicong didn't know how Lao Zhang could still maintain such good energy at such an old age.

"okay!"

Zhang Yimou then rubbed his eyes, shook his head, and sat aside.

Meng Peicong quickly poured him a glass of water.

"Why don't you check your phone? It's been ringing several times!"

"It's okay, it should be from my studio!"

Zhang Yimou took a sip of water, then reluctantly took out his cell phone, clicked on the text message and took a look.

[Director Zhang, I have something important to discuss with you in person! ]

[Director Zhang, I'm downstairs! ]

[Director Zhang, let me know when you’re done! ]

……

There were several messages from Pu Lun, the last one was from Pang Liwei.

Zhang Yimou then replied to Pu Lun: "I'm at the China Film Digital Base. I don't even know what time I'm done working!"

"I know, I'm already there!"

No matter what, I have to explain this matter to Zhang Yimou face to face today.

The next night, Pu Lun felt that he might not be able to sleep well tonight.

"Row!"

After Zhang Yimou finished sending it, he took another sip of water, walked to the editing table and started watching the finished film.

Zhang Yimou seemed to have forgotten Pu Lun's message just now. He was busy until 2 a.m. and didn't think about it. But he did have to go back to sleep. Pang Liwei usually slept and waited outside.

But this time, to Zhang Yimou's surprise, Pu Lun and Pang Liwei were chatting there.

"What is it?"

Zhang Yimou spoke to the two of them.

Pang Liwei had obviously learned from Pu Lun that Chen Jin had been the top scorer in the college entrance examination, and she was extremely sober.

"Let's talk about it somewhere!"

Pang Liwei pointed to a room next door. Zhang Yimou was quite surprised. Normally, Pang Liwei would ask him if he was hungry. If she lost this habit, it meant that she really had something important to discuss with him.

"Director Zhang, I'm going to the hot spot to eat, you talk to Xiao Pu first!"

"Ok!"

After Zhang Yimou and Pu Lun sat down, Pu Lun immediately said, "Director Zhang, Chen Jin's college entrance examination results are out!"

"Oh, how was it?"

Zhang Yimou was stretching lazily, and Pu Lun said seriously: "You have to be mentally prepared!"

"Ha ha!"

Zhang Yimou stretched halfway, holding his hands outstretched, and said with a smile: "It's okay, tell me, what storms and waves haven't you seen? Did this kid fail the exam?"

You haven't seen this before.

Failed the exam?

He did so well in the exam that I don’t even know how to describe it.

Pu Lun was complaining in his heart, but he said, "I didn't fail the exam. On the contrary, I did very well. I was the top scorer in the college entrance examination!"

"The top scorer in the science exam in Jiangsu Province!"

"..."

Zhang Yimou's stretched hand instantly returned to its original position.

It looks very funny, just like someone was suddenly electrocuted and then recovered.

"What did you say?!"

Zhang Yimou's eyes widened with a somewhat troubled look: "The top scorer in the college entrance examination, Chen Jin? You...you are not kidding?"

"The top scorer in the art exam!"

Zhang Yimou looked at Pang Liwei who came in with food and he was indeed hungry.

Pang Liwei closed the door and said, "Xiao Pu told me that his test score was very high. Chen Jin himself said that the school called him and he was ranked first in the province!"

"Several top universities in China, including Tsinghua University and Peking University, have visited him at his home!"

"There's also someone from NCU who seems to be blocking the door!"

"Uh, cough, cough—"

Zhang Yimou almost choked to death on a mouthful of rice, and Pang Liwei quickly poured him a glass of water.

Gudu! Gudu!
After drinking several sips, Zhang Yimou felt better. His face was red from coughing just now. It turned out that one should not listen to too shocking news while eating. The food almost went into his esophagus.

Thanks to daily exercise, I keep in good shape.

"Ouch, I'm coughing to death!"

"Did this kid really get first place in the exam?"

Zhang Yimou still couldn't quite believe it.

There was no way he could combine the top scorer in the college entrance examination with his own artist.

This style of painting is very strange!

"He wouldn't joke with us about this kind of thing!"

"And the score is real. I checked it. It's 438 points. The total score of the Jiangsu Province college entrance examination is only 480. It's points less..."

Pu Lun has always been very cautious in doing things.

Zhang Yimou sat there and relaxed, his brows furrowed into a frown: "I heard from this guy that the total score is 480. To get 438, that's really amazing, right?" "Director Zhang, what if he is really the top scorer in the college entrance examination?"

Pu Lun also went to see Zhang Yimou for this matter.

There is nothing wrong with getting a high score, but being the top scorer has a completely different meaning.

"Good thing!"

Zhang Yimou smiled and said, "Great news!"

"..."

You have a really big heart.

Of course I know it’s a good thing, but what should I do next?

"When the media publicity comes, should we cooperate?"

"How can we cooperate? They promote theirs, and we promote ours. When the time comes, you can ask Mr. Zhang if he needs to make any adjustments!"

Obviously, Zhang Yimou doesn't understand this kind of thing, so he must ask the publicity and promotion department of New Picture.

"I haven't told Mr. Zhang about this yet!"

"I came straight to you..."

"Also, as for Beijing Film Academy, Chen Jin told me that he still wants to go to Beijing Film Academy!"

"..."

This time, Zhang Yimou's system really crashed.

"Did he really say that?"

"Yes, he just wants to get into Beijing Film Academy and become an actor. He's not interested in anything else!"

"Ha ha!"

Zhang Yimou laughed: "That's right, this kid has a talent for acting, oh, no -"

Zhang Yimou pointed his hand and said, "What? They all have talent!"

Are you kidding? A top scorer in the college entrance exam, with this IQ, what can't he learn?!

Old Zhang finally understood why this kid mastered the accordion in just a few days, learned acting by watching TV, and even got full marks in the Beijing Film Academy. He is definitely a child prodigy!

The key is that this kid is self-disciplined.

Child prodigy + self-discipline, is this fatal?
If he is not the top scholar, who will be?

"Will Tsinghua and Peking University release him?"

"The top scorer is admitted to Beijing Film Academy, so Mr. Zhang has to touch the switch, right?"

A rare hint of mockery appeared on the face of Zhang Yimou's Terracotta Warrior.

What a win!

Do we still need to think about next year’s enrollment?

Zhang Yimou felt that if he were Zhang Huijun, he would buy a plane ticket right now, rush to Chen Jin's house, and sign some agreement with him.

Maybe you will wake up in the middle of the night and slap yourself twice, asking yourself if you are still dreaming!

"So Director Zhang, how are we going to handle this?"

"It's not as simple as movie promotion. There's Beijing Film Academy. Oh, and there's The Founding of a Party. This top scorer in the college entrance exam plays the leading male role. Isn't that a sure thing? Is there anyone more suitable than him?"

The topic instantly became popular.

It's all traffic!

According to the nature of these people, how much of a boost would this kind of character destined to be suitable for marketing bring to the box office? !
Role + actor, Pu Lun couldn't imagine what the whole network would discuss when the two were combined.

"Director Zhang, Xiao Pu is right!"

"This matter is not that simple. Xiao Jin is now an artist in our studio!"

"The share must be changed. Otherwise, if the media exposes it, it will not be good for us!"

Pang Liwei said on the side.

Zhang Yimou was of course aware of the pros and cons of this. He was just joking just now. After thinking about it for a while, he said to the two of them, "Don't make this public in the studio or the company for now!"

"Change the contract quickly!"

"In the beginning, I actually didn't suggest signing any artists, but Lao Zhang insisted that I set up an agency. After I did, they said they didn't want to be affiliated with New Picture..."

Zhang Yimou was actually also very angry.

How could he have the time to take care of these things? His subordinates all had other things to do. Pu Lun was a casting director, but now he was an agent. He was basically doing two jobs. And the salary didn't increase much?!
People stay here just to save his face.

But Zhang Yimou is also a man who cares about his reputation. You can't just refuse to give it to others unless they mention it!
"Xiao Pang, go contact Dean Zhang and tell him the truth. Call him right away. If you can't, call his wife. He usually answers the phone at night!"

"What about the tribute film? Let me call and I'll talk to Master San in person!"

"Either let Chen Jin come, or they can just play by themselves..."

Zhang Yimou actually didn't want to get involved in that project because of the people involved. He was only doing it for Han Sanpin and Huang Jianxin's sake.

The directors are divided into several factions, which is a complete mess.

All kinds of people-stuffing and interests... a good tribute film turned into a mess.

"What about the director Zhang?"

Pu Lun felt that he was the one who should work the most!

Chen Jin is the first artist she has ever managed, and it is obvious that this artist is going to be very popular. Not just any popular star, but one that will soar to the sky.

What else do I need to say about myself as the one who brought him to debut?

When one person attains the Tao, the chicken and the dog ascend to heaven.

She also touched the power switch.

"Now, buy a plane ticket and go find Chen Jin. There will definitely be a lot of reporters who want to interview him!"

"You have to provide escort!"

"Roger that!"

Pu Lun felt that she should do this as well. She was good at arguing with reporters!

"Okay, that'll be it for now!"

"Xiao Pang, remember to remind me to call Third Master tomorrow!"

"I'm so sleepy, I have to go back and rest!"

"it is good!"

Pang Liwei hurried forward to support him and pointed at the almost uneaten food on the table: "Director Zhang, do you want me to heat it up again?"

"What else do you want to eat? I'm already full from this top scorer in the college entrance exam!"

Zhang Yimou smiled, waved his hand, and pointed to the door: "Let's go, everyone divide the work!"

The top scorer in the college entrance examination?
Zhang Yimou stood at the elevator door, feeling quite happy.

When Zhang Yimou thought of Chen Jin's appearance, he felt that choosing him was a real accident.

This guy is an outlier in this circle, different from all the male actors he knows and has come into contact with.

"People who are good at studying can really get started with acting much faster than others..."

"Maybe he can win a few Best Actor trophies..."

Zhang Yimou was muttering to himself.

The key point is that this top scorer in the college entrance examination also wants to take the Beijing Film Academy exam?
"Ha ha!"

When he thought of this, Zhang Yimou looked forward to what Zhang Huijun would look like when he knew about this.

Zhang Huijun was shocked?
There must be something on the Zhang family's ancestral grave.

This is too evil.

(End of this chapter)