Director of Photography Department of Huayu

Chapter 71: We can fight

Around 11 p.m. on November 7.

At the Beijing Film Academy, the paths on campus are covered with ginkgo leaves, and the sunset glows like blood.

Mu Deyuan, wrapped in a gray coat, walked side by side with Zhang Huijun and Tian Zhuangzhuang.

A few students hurried by the roadside, whispering:
"Have you heard? A friend of mine's buddy is on the set of The Return of the Condor Heroes. He said Junior Brother Wu Chen fell into a waterfall while visiting the set and nearly died!"

"real or fake?"

"That's definitely possible. They say Zhang Jizong almost fell in, but luckily Wu Chen caught him. He was freezing himself."

"I'll wipe it."

The three of them paused and looked at each other, all of them with surprise in their eyes.

"Wu Chen fell into the water? That's not that outrageous, right? Old Mu, go ask what happened."

Zhang Huijun stopped and gestured.

Beijing Film Academy has finally produced a new generation of leading figures, so please make sure nothing goes wrong.

Mu Deyuan narrowed his eyes, quickly took out his phone, and dialed Wu Chen's number. He said in a serious tone, "Wu Chen, what are you doing in Jiuzhaigou? Students said you almost died after falling into the waterfall. Is that true?"

At this time, the three of them had already left Jiuzhaigou and were on their way back.

Wu Chen looked out the car window at the neatly cut wires cutting the dusk and smiled, "Teacher, it's half true and half false. It can't be cut off. The crew has taken protective measures, but it's really cold."

Mu Deyuan listened to the reply from his favorite student and was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. "Be careful."

After saying that, he gave a few more instructions before hanging up the phone. He then nodded to Zhang Huijun and Tian Zhuangzhuang.

Zhang Huijun shook his head and smiled bitterly: "This kid is not a man who will stay content."

"It's better not to be restless. At this age, if you are so content, what's the difference between you and us old guys?" Tian Zhuangzhuang said with emotion, "We are just sitting and waiting to die."

"roll!"

Mu Deyuan and Zhang Huijun said in unison.

This bastard has a knot in his heart and can't let it go. He always gets angry and wants to die. It's unlucky.

At the same time, in the top-floor office of the China Film Building, the skyscrapers of Beijing were looming in the dusk outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Gao Chengsheng stood at the table and reported to Han Sanping with a wry smile, "Boss Han, Wu Chen went to Jiuzhaigou to visit the crew of The Return of the Condor Heroes and fell into the Pearl Beach Waterfall. Fortunately, he is not hurt."

Han Sanding leaned back in the leather chair, stunned, and couldn't help rubbing his eyebrows.

What happened?
He had just invested in Wu Chen. Although it was only the publicity and promotion costs, it was still more than two million.

This is the first release of China Film Group, don’t make it a last work.

"As long as everyone is alright, I can give them a call and ask what's going on."

"understand!"

As the news came out, gossips of all kinds popped up like mushrooms after rain.

[Beijing Film Academy's talented director Wu Chen visited the set of "The Return of the Condor Heroes" and nearly died after falling into the water!]

Wu Chen's encounter at Jiuzhaigou Waterfall leaves the cast of "The Return of the Condor Heroes" in shock!

This kind of reporting is quite normal.

Some of the titles are just confusing.

Wu Chen and The Return of the Condor Heroes, how come these two names are put together?

He neither directed nor starred in the film, so how are the two related?

Wu Chen received many calls along the way, all from people saying hello. Hu Jing, Zu Feng, Dong Xuan, Xiang Zhuo and others called one after another.

Even Wu's father and mother called, and it took a lot of persuasion to finally explain everything.

Wu Chen returned to the dormitory and just opened the door when Xiang Zhuo and Chu Tianshu rushed over and touched his arms: "It's okay, no one's missing an arm or leg."

"Get out!" Wu Chen cursed with a smile.

"Damn, you don't know, I just opened some forums, and the comments said you were dead, some said your whereabouts were unknown, and some said you had broken arms and legs." Xiang Zhuo pulled Wu Chen's sleeve, motioning him to look at the computer screen.

Wu Chen is in danger at Jiuzhaigou Waterfall, and his whereabouts are unknown, which is worrying!

Wu Chen's mind was full of question marks. Damn, what's going on with the crickets behind this?

I said I can't drink, and you tell everyone that I won't live long?

"Hey, damn, this bastard even deleted it. It disappeared as soon as I refreshed the message." Xiang Zhuo slammed the table.

"I'll hold a press conference in a few days, and that'll be all. These rumors are just for headlines."

Wu Chen let out a light breath, patted Xiang Zhuo's shoulder, and turned on his phone. A message from Liu Yifei was flashing on the penguin, and the words between the lines were still asking if there was anything wrong.

"It's okay. You can just watch the press conference report in a few days. After a few more days, go to the cinema to show your support." Wu Chen casually tapped his phone.

Just like that, a week passed by in the blink of an eye.

On November 15, in the conference hall of China Film Group, the projection screen on the wall projected the poster of "The Dark Side". Dong Xuan looked cool and beautiful, and Hu Jing was charming in the cracks of the mirror. The audience was crowded with reporters and flashes of light were raining down.

Wu Chen stood in the middle of the stage, wearing a simple and neat black shirt. Beside him stood Zhou Yang, Dong Xuan, Hu Jing, Zu Feng, Zhou Yiwei and other crew members, exuding a calm aura.

Gao Chengsheng gave the opening remarks: "The Dark Side will be released on November 30th. Thank you all for your support. If you have any questions, please raise your hands."

The atmosphere became heated during the question-and-answer session.

A reporter stood up and asked, "Director Wu, there's a rumor that you nearly died after falling into the water while visiting the set of The Return of the Condor Heroes. Is that true?"

Wu Chen's eyes twitched slightly, and he smiled faintly: "Reporter, this is the press conference for 'Dark Side'. Please detour for any irrelevant questions. Next!"

Then he waved his hand and the reporter from "Entertainment Live" stood up.

"Director Wu, you're only 21 and you're already vying for the Lunar New Year box office. Feng Xiaogang and Zhou Xingchi are both big names. Do you think you can win?"

As soon as the question was asked, Gao Chengsheng's eyes moved slightly, as if waiting for Wu Chen's response.

"How do you define the word 'win'?" Wu Chen asked with a slight smile on his face.

The reporter was also unfazed: "Isn't it true that whoever has the highest box office wins?"

“That’s true, but the cost of ‘Dark Side’ was only 400,000, plus the publicity and promotion, it didn’t exceed 3 million. I’m not sure about the exact cost of the other two films, but it must be at least tens of millions.

Three million versus tens of millions, I don't have the advantage, but I think we can compete in terms of yield."

"???"

As soon as Wu Chen said this, there was an uproar in the conference hall, and many reporters couldn't wait to ask questions.

Gao Chengsheng smiled when he heard this.

He knew that this young man would never let this press conference end peacefully and would definitely cause some trouble.

"Director Wu, why do you think the return on investment of "The Dark Side" will be higher than that of the other two films?" the reporter who was called asked without stopping.

"Good question." Wu Chen nodded.

The reporter saw that Wu Chen seemed unable to answer, and thought he had hit the nail on the head, so he raised his head.

"Let me put it this way. The copyright holder gave me confidence." Wu Chen paused, then smiled and replied, "I won't give you the exact figures. I can only say that the copyright for 'Dark Side' sold for over $300 million."

"!!!"

"Fuck, is this true?"

"Can it be sold at such a high price? 40 RMB cost and sold for 300 million US dollars?"

"Then what's the point of comparing? Just kill him instantly."

"Director Wu, I want to ask."

Gao Chengsheng saw this and came out, saying, "Director Wu has other things to do and needs to leave first. The press conference will continue."

Wu Chen also understood Gao Chengsheng's routine. After nodding to everyone, he left the conference room.

Zu Feng and Hu Jing looked at each other and saw the bitter smile in each other's eyes.

The pressure of this stall is on them.

Fortunately, several people knew what to say and what not to say. No matter how the reporters asked, they kept everything they couldn't answer confidential and kept their mouths shut, without leaking a single word.
Just like that, after the press conference ended, articles appeared quickly on major media outlets and portal websites.
(End of this chapter)