Director of Photography Department of Huayu

Chapter 7 You Will Succeed

The charcoal fire in the copper pot had burned down to only scattered dark red spots. A wisp of white smoke rose from the chimney, mixed with the mutton aroma and the rich flavor of sesame paste, condensing into a thin mist under the chandelier.

There were several plates of wilted cabbage leaves lying in disorder on the table, vermicelli and tofu had sunk to the bottom of the pot, forming a film of oil, and half a piece of frozen lamb tail fat was stuck to the edge of the bowl.
Ning Haozheng exchanged contact information with Wu Chen and Park Songri, and then said, "Teacher, Ai and I will leave first."

"Well, okay, let's get busy first." Mu Deyuan nodded.

"Junior brother, keep in touch." Ning Hao said with a smile, and then left the box with Xing Aina.

"Your junior fellow apprentice is incredible."

As soon as they walked out of the box, Xing Aina couldn't help but say, "His script is more professional than ours in the literature department!"

"It's really amazing. To be honest, the scripts I wrote in my first and second year of graduate school weren't as good as his."

"Come on, your writing now is not as good as his. Look at what he wrote, it's so standardized. Learn from him. If you really want to be a great director, you can't ignore the details!"

Xing Aina couldn't help but complain when she heard this.

"You are here." Ning Hao gently touched Xing Aina's arm and said with a smile.

"So corny." Xing Aina said this, but her face was full of smiles, and she obviously enjoyed it very much.

"By the way, if it's appropriate, you could ask your junior to take a look at that script you haven't finished yet. We're all from the same school, and you know what Teacher Mu means. After graduation, we'll all have to help each other."

"I know, but don't worry. The investment in that movie is not that small. If no one invests, it will not be able to start in a short time. It's better to think about how to do another small project."

Ning Hao sighed and looked up at the sky, a trace of confusion passing through him.

Although "Incense" was considered a success, it was not easy to get investment, and it was not the turn of a small director like him to take on big projects.

This road, where should we go?
Seeing this, Xing Aina suddenly rushed forward, facing Ning Hao, and shouted loudly, "Ning Hao, you will definitely succeed, definitely."

Ning Hao stared at Xing Aina. At this moment, he felt as if his eyes were covered with a layer of mist, but he had never had such a strong belief in his heart.

However, because of Xing Aina's voice, the attention of the people around her also gathered over.

In the end, Xing Ai was too shy and shyly pulled Ning Hao away quickly.

On the way, Xing Aina couldn't help but ask:
"Ning Hao, do you believe what I just said?"

"I believe it!" Ning Hao nodded solemnly.

"Then let's work hard together!"

"Ok!"

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At this time, Mu Deyuan, Wu Chen and Park Songri also walked out of the box. A cold wind filled with the smell of coal slag blew in from outside the door, blowing away the last bit of warmth.

The three of them happened to see the scene between Xing Aina and Ning Hao not far away.

"Senior Brother Ning Hao and Senior Sister Xing have a really good relationship." Wu Chen said with a smile, standing at the door.

Upon hearing this, Park Song-il nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice.

Mu Deyuan looked at the two of them walking away with relief, "Let's go, it's time to go back!"

After returning to school, Wu Chenxian and Park Songri went back to the dormitory together, because the storyboard was in the dormitory and Wu Chen had to get it first.

"Brother Chen, do you think there's any hope for your script?"

Park Song-il glanced around and saw that there was no one around, so he asked in a low voice.

"I don't know. I'll do my best and leave the rest to fate. If it doesn't work out, I'll do it later."

Wu Chen responded with a smile. He had two plans in mind. The best one was naturally to obtain resources from the school.

But if it doesn't work, then I can only rely on myself, which will probably take half a year.

"Brother Chen, don't worry. Even if the school refuses to pay, I'll lend it to you without asking for your share." Park Songri said immediately, but then scratched his head and rubbed his toes on the ground. "It's just a little less, I'm afraid you won't like it."

"How many?" Wu Chen was also curious.

"It's more than 10,000. If I try hard, I can get 20,000." Park Songri whispered, "If I tell my family about buying some equipment, I might be able to get a little more." "Sure, Songri, you're quite wealthy!"

Wu Chen was also a little surprised. In fact, it was impossible for those who came to the Film Academy to come from poor families. For example, in the photography department, buying a film SLR camera was a necessity.

As for the Minolta X-700, even a used one costs nearly a thousand dollars, and if you add a standard lens for another five hundred dollars, the total cost will be around fifteen hundred dollars.

Schools cannot provide so many consumables like Kodak TRI-X 400 black and white film, so most of the time you have to buy them yourself.

Tripods, light meters, wide-angle lenses, and telephoto lenses are all gathered together in a mess. Even if they are all entry-level, second-hand goods, they cost at least several thousand yuan.

You should know that the average monthly salary in Beijing is only about 2000 yuan.

"It's all my usual savings, plus the red envelopes from the graduation banquet."

"I'm embarrassed to expose you. I'm afraid it's mostly red envelope money from the graduation banquet." Wu Chen joked. Wu Chen probably knew more about Park Songri's family situation. After all, they would occasionally talk about it when they chatted.

My family is inseparable from oil. All my relatives are not poor, but they are far from being rich. We can be considered a well-off family.

"Brother Chen, you understand me."

Park Song-il didn't feel embarrassed at all about being exposed, after all, he was a buddy.

"Keep the money for now. If you really need it, I won't hesitate to help you."

"Ok!"

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At this moment, Wu Chen's Motorola V750 suddenly rang.

"My mom's on the phone!" Wu Chen glanced at the screen and stopped.

"okay!"

"mom!"

"Xiaochen, are you used to school? I heard it's cold in Beijing, so wear more clothes. If your clothes are not warm enough, buy some. If you want to wear thick clothes at home, Mom can send them to you."

Wu Chen remembered that when he was in high school in his previous life, he had tried many times to get his parents to change the habit of calling him Xiaochen, but habit stuck with them, and even after he started working, they still kept calling him Xiaochen.

But in this life, he felt that these two words were particularly warm.

"Mom, it's warm. There is heating indoors. The weather here is not as cold as you think. Don't worry." Wu Chen responded with a smile.

"That's good!"

"By the way, I might be back a little later this winter break. I have a film project coming up, and I'd like to use this time to prepare more!"

"Well, are you short of money? Your dad and I don't know much about movies, so we can't help you much. Here's some money, your dad still has some."

"No, the school may be able to help with the project. Don't worry, I'll ask you if you really need me. Keep it for leather. The dealer is holding up our payments, and the price of cowhide keeps going up!"

Wu Chen really didn't want his family to pay, mainly because the film industry's payback was too slow. Although his family ran a small factory, their working capital actually relied on a cash flow.

Because nowadays leather shoes are all exported to Russia, but there are domestic distributors in the middle, and the payment usually takes a month to settle, so the capital flow is always so tight.

"Hey, this is how the leather shoe industry is. If we don't do it, other factories will do it. The market is good, so we have to hold back on the price."

"Sister Yuan, how do we deal with this new fabric? Come and take a look!" Wu Chen clearly heard the voice of a factory worker on the phone.

The person called Sister Yuan was Wu Chen’s mother, Yuan Xiaoqin.

"I'm coming." Yuan Xiaoqin waved to the people in the workshop with her cell phone, and then said, "Mom has gone to work. Remember to take care of yourself when you are out there."

"I know, Mom, you too. And ask Dad to smoke less. It's not good for your health."

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Dear brothers and sisters, please help me. I need to read the new book frequently. It is very important for a new book to be read frequently. Thank you very much.

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(End of this chapter)