The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 193 Please Do Me a Favor
"I personally recommend that you don't shoot with a lens like this."

"Mr. Xu, I am the director."

"I know, that's why I said it was a suggestion instead of calling Angela directly."

"Mr. Xu, you are interfering with the creation."

"Mr. Director, I think the contract should clearly state whether this is a creative work."

"Damn it, how can a movie be shot completely according to the script!"

"Should we call the soup maker over?"

The temporary lounge fell silent. Lonergan, with his curly hair, glared at Xu Jiuyang with some annoyance.

Xu Jiuyang's face was very calm, with his hands behind his back and a dull expression, as if he was inspecting work.

Although the assistant was standing side by side with the director, he didn't dare to breathe, and his eyes kept moving back and forth between the two of them.

After such a good moment, Lonergan took a deep breath and said, "I will pay attention, Mr. Xu."

The assistant opened his eyes wide, seeming a little bit unbelievable, but still translated it faithfully.

"Thank you," Xu Jiuyang nodded politely. "I believe the director did this completely subconsciously. I also believe that the director will not make the same mistake again."

Lonergan left the temporary lounge and asked his assistant to notify everyone to resume filming immediately. Perhaps he was a little angry and his tone was very rude.

Xu Jiuyang returned to his place leisurely. As soon as he sat down, a thermos cup was handed to him.

"What's the matter, Screenwriter Li?" He took it with a smile.

"Oh, I told you not to call me that." Li Xue said angrily.

"You have to refer to your job title when you're working." Xu Jiuyang answered seriously.

Li Xue rolled her eyes at him, then asked curiously, "What did you say to the director in there?"

"It's nothing, just reshooting some shots, and being careful with certain shots in the future so as not to violate any taboos." Xu Jiuyang said in a relaxed tone.

"Did you really say that to him?" Li Xue was very surprised.

"Is there any problem?" Xu Jiuyang asked back.

"No, what I mean is...what I mean is..." Li Xue stuttered and couldn't express her meaning for a long time.

"I know what you mean. He is an American director. There must be reasons for what he does. How can we interfere, right?" Xu Jiuyang's tone was mocking.

"That's...that's not the case..." Li Xue said embarrassedly.

"It's okay. It's normal for you to have this opinion. It will be fine in ten years or so." Xu Jiuyang suddenly became a little bored.

If Fan Qiaoqiao were here—not the one from his previous life, but the vibrant one now—he would definitely join him in shaking his fist: "That's right, I'm going to give them a good scolding, let them know that since they've come to China, they have to abide by Chinese aesthetics!"

To be honest, Xu Jiuyang had anticipated what would happen today, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon.

Damn, it's only been a week since we started filming and you're already losing your temper? I even said I was taking this opportunity to have a good rest!

It's nothing serious, just a Western perspective on China, including, but not limited to, closed-off scenes, wide-angle shots of crowds, consistently cold and depressing colors, and white characters looking down on Chinese characters. Perhaps Lonergan didn't mean to do that, but as Xu Jiuyang had seen in some analysis in his previous life, there's no such thing as a loose alliance like the International of Arts and Culture in the West, or the idea that everyone in the West is a member of it.

They have grown up in an atmosphere where white people are superior and other races are idiots. So no matter what they do in the future, they will incorporate this cognition into their thinking, just like how the common people of the Tang Dynasty looked at the Hu people in the Western Regions.

Xu Jiuyang had no interest in challenging the rules of Wen Yi International. This kind of thing had no solution, or it was easy to solve. When a country had 11 aircraft carriers and the right of passage around the world, these people would naturally come and sing praises with a smug look on their faces.

Even if there are still people who cling to the same old attitude, it doesn't matter. The defeat of the Song Dynasty was the pinnacle of classical culture. When faced with the question, "How is the fall of my Jin Dynasty compared to that of your two emperors?", they can only cover their faces in response.

Of course, it is not impossible to confront them now, but the prerequisite is that we have a group of like-minded people, a large group of like-minded people.

But now and in the next ten years, those people who only scored 200 or 300 in the college entrance examination can get together to do this? They can't even lick Pi Yanzi's ass!

Damn, the three people who saved China's entertainment industry, one studied law, one studied biology, and one studied medicine.

Without even mentioning them, the directors who really boosted the box office were all self-taught directors. So, what is the use of these people who graduated from professional schools in the film and television industry?

Well, that's a bit off topic. Xu Jiuyang chose to lie down and didn't want to get involved in these things. However, since Angela said she didn't want to make money from this movie and wanted to capture the domestic market, it wouldn't be a problem to keep a close eye on the director.

After all, he had been in countless film crews in his previous life, from the film era to the digital age. Although he couldn't stare at the frames at a glance, he was still somewhat confident in judging the possible effects based on the design of the set and the images on the monitor.

As for being unreasonable... so what if it is? If you don't use your rights, they will be invalid after the expiration date!

Give Lonergan some face this time and call him to the temporary lounge to give his advice. If there is a next time, don't blame him for scolding people in public.
Although there was a slight delay and some shots had to be re-shot, the progress was only slightly delayed.

After returning to the hotel, Xu Jiuyang took a shower and opened his laptop to write something.

Anyway, I don’t have a girlfriend now, so there’s no need to chat on the phone for a long time. Why not do something I want to do, such as trying to write some serious text?

Well, this is an exaggeration. He still knows his own situation. It is already very good that he can write some novels. Forget about serious literature. He is not cut out for it.

However, I have written a lot of science fiction novels, and just completed a long novel, and won the Galaxy Award again. I don’t want to continue on this track anymore. It would be more appropriate to watch Liu Cixin shock the world.

I also don't want to write online novels, although I vowed at the beginning to write about all kinds of topics and achieve the honorable position of the ancestor of online novels, but after finishing "Fights Break Sphere" and "The Buddha is the Tao", and half of "Infinite Horror", I lost interest - it is definitely not because science fiction novels can't make much royalties, but online novels can't make much royalties either.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. Xu Jiuyang got up and went to open the door, but was immediately stunned.

Hao Ling, the heroine of "The Dark Side", was standing outside wearing a windbreaker with a faint smile on her face.

"Can I come in, Mr. Xu?" she asked in a very soft voice.

"Sorry, I have something to do tonight." Xu Jiuyang shook his head.

He didn't have a very good impression of her. It was nothing that she would do anything to become famous. Most female stars in the entertainment industry were like this, but she was also very stupid, which was fatal.

Why not shoot any other movie instead of hanging out with people like Lou Ye? As a result, he has never been able to become the heroine of a movie.

That's not the case. She did struggle and used some tricks to get some important roles in movies like "Silver Empire", but it was a pity that it was of no use.

Seeing him closing the door, Hao Ling immediately stretched out a foot wearing high heels and stuck it on the door frame.

"Ms. Hao Ling, you know it's inappropriate to come to a men's room at this time," Xu Jiuyang said with a raised eyebrow.

Hao Ling untied his belt calmly, then grabbed his collar and pulled it apart, openly displaying his sincerity and inner beauty: "Please do me a favor, Mr. Xu."

(End of this chapter)