Entertainment: 1990

Chapter 284 Confused

The next day.

Zhang Yan cuddled Chen Hong and slept until the sun was high in the sky before going to Jiang Wen's editing room.

Zhang Yan had already made arrangements with the Beijing Film Studio before leaving, but as soon as he left, this bastard started insisting on setting up his own editing room.

Dong Ping tried to threaten her with force, but Jiang Wen realized that at this last moment, the crew would not replace her, so she pretended to back down but actually slacked off.

After dragging on like this for several days, Dong Ping had no choice but to give in.

Fortunately, the equipment was all rented, so the final cost wasn't too high.

When Zhang Yan went over, Dong Ping was arguing with Jiang Wen again. The reason was that Jiang Wen was trying to cut in the previously rejected clip, which was the scene where Lao XX was watching a banned film in the movie theater, and submit it for review.

If it were Wen Xie from Hong Kong Island, he might not see any problem, but Dong Ping certainly wouldn't make such a basic mistake.

Seeing Jiang Wen sitting inside, head down, reciting quotations and going on and on about seeking truth from facts, I realized that Jiang Wen was sitting there with his head down, reciting quotations over and over again.

Zhang Yan pulled Dong Ping aside and whispered, "Why are you arguing with him? Anyway, with so much material, what he edits will definitely be long. We can just do some secondary processing and then submit it for review, right?"

"Mr. Zhang, you have a quick mind."

Dong Ping gave a heartfelt thumbs up. People in Inner Mongolia are used to being straightforward and honest; they're far inferior to him when it comes to these roundabout ways.

Filming "In the Heat of the Sun" was a learning experience.

The two returned to the editing room and saw Jiang Wen showing off her skills to Chen Hong.

Although this was his first time editing, he had collected all sorts of tricks and methods, often trying different approaches, and finally choosing the version with the best effect to keep.

The effect was indeed good, but after Zhang Yan finished watching it, he couldn't help but ask Dong Ping, "Did you make several copies for him?"

"Three."

Dong Ping held up three fingers and said in a hoarse voice, "He said you instructed me to make Chinese, English, and Italian versions, and also to have a copy just in case. I thought you had indeed said you wanted to make three versions, so I agreed."

"and after?"

"He cut them all out later, and none of the four versions are the same!"

Tsk~
It seems that just for post-production, each company would need to raise over 100,000 yuan.

However, compared to the nearly 1200 million yuan shooting cost, this is just a drop in the ocean, and the quality of Jiang Wen's editing is indeed quite good, so Zhang Yan ultimately didn't say anything.

I just made an appointment with Jiang Wen and Dong Ping to go to Beijing Foreign Studies University tomorrow morning to see if there are any suitable Italian translators—English translators are easy to find, there are plenty in Beijing.

Emerging from the editing room, Chen Hong couldn't help but exclaim, "Jiang Wen is truly talented. He's made editing so amazing that Zhang Guoli is far inferior in this regard."

"Tch~ No matter how talented he is, doesn't he still have to be our slave to help us realize our dreams?"

"Hehe, darling, you're not jealous, are you?"

"I'm jealous of him?"

Zhang Yan pursed his lips and immediately changed the subject: "I forgot to ask yesterday what Gai Lili said?"

"Just like I thought, I want to wait and see—mainly because Deng Jie has already been cast in 'A Messy Life,' otherwise she definitely wouldn't have refused."

The pre-production of "A Messy Life" is almost complete, and filming is expected to begin after the Lantern Festival. Zhang Guoli may not be as talented as Jiang Wen, but in terms of efficiency, he is definitely far superior.

At noon, Zhang Yan took Chen Hong to Shi Tiesheng's house for lunch.

In the afternoon, Chen Hong and Chen Ximi made an appointment to go shopping, so Zhang Yan went to the cultural cloth alone.

After explaining his purpose at the door, several phone calls were made outside before the relevant person in charge was finally contacted and Zhang Yan was let in.

Following the security guard's directions, Zhang Yan found an office on the second floor, but waited for more than twenty minutes before a middle-aged man wearing glasses walked in with a few pages of documents.

The other party claimed to be the deputy director of the 'Music, Dance and Acrobatics Department', and then asked Zhang Yan about the charter and goals of his rock music self-discipline association.

Zhang Yan was completely baffled by the question.

He said speechlessly, "This leader, it seems that you specifically asked me to participate in this matter. I know nothing about this matter, and I have no intention of participating."

Sensing Zhang Yan's less-than-ideal attitude, the bespectacled man's face darkened: "If you don't want to participate, then what are you doing here?" Zhang Yan was even more speechless. If this lowly clerk wasn't also in charge of pop music, he would have really wanted to reply: "Then I'll leave?"
The two stared at each other for a long time before the bespectacled man finally spoke up again: "What exactly do you mean?"

"I didn't mean anything by it."

Zhang Yan spread his hands and said, "My film and television company is actively participating in the pilot program for private film and television enterprises, and my record company is busy releasing albums. As for the self-discipline of rock music, I really have never thought about getting involved."

The bespectacled man frowned upon hearing this: "What's the name of your company?"

"Fulfilling Dreams, Fulfilling Dreams in Tianjin"

"You're Mr. Zhang from Dream Come True?!"

The bespectacled man was taken aback, and then stared at the documents in his hand for a long time with the same attitude an elderly person on the subway would when looking at their phone.

Then he hesitated and said, "But this shows that you are the founder of the Rock Self-Discipline Association?"

Zhang Yan was even more confused. He hadn't even paid attention to this matter, so how could he be the initiator? "Could it be a mistake? The real initiator should be Cui Jiancai!"

The bespectacled man shook his head firmly: "Impossible! Cui Jian is someone we've publicly blacklisted. How could he possibly control the Self-Discipline Association?!"

Although he didn't initially connect Zhang Yan with the CEO of Yuanmeng, he was quite familiar with Cui Jian's resume.

The two sides stared at each other for a while.

Then the bespectacled man said with a worried look, "Mr. Zhang, since we're already here, why don't you think about how to run this association..."

"Don't bother me!"

Zhang Yan had originally intended to decline the offer, but seeing that the other party seemed completely confused, he was even less likely to accept it.

“I have a lot of things to do right now, I don’t have time to care about the rock scene, and next year I’m going to Hong Kong Island with the optoelectronics inspection team.”

The bespectacled man hesitated, "But this document..."

"Why don't you report this to your superiors first?"

"Well... alright, I'll ask around and see what's going on."

If it were anyone else in the rock scene, the bespectacled man certainly wouldn't be so easy to talk to, but Zhang Yan owns the largest music company in the country and recently bought Li Chengru's mansion and luxury cars, so he's clearly not someone you can easily mess with.

So they exchanged contact numbers, and the bespectacled man let Zhang Yan go for the time being.

"It's really weird."

As Zhang Yanzheng muttered to himself, he walked downstairs. Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure walking upstairs as well.

"It's you?!"

"Yang Lan?"

The two met at the turn of the stairs, their expressions somewhat subtle.

Yang Lan took a deep breath, suppressing her emotions, and asked, "How did you get here?"

"I do not know either."

Zhang Yan shrugged and said, "Anyway, I was called here in a daze—and you, what are you doing here?"

Yang Lan rolled her eyes at him: "I'm going to the United States for cultural exchange and study, so of course I need to register with the cultural exchange center before I go abroad."

"Oh~"

Zhang Yan nodded and gentlemanly stepped aside.

Yang Lan started to walk down, and he was about to follow, but after taking only two steps, Yang Lan called him back.

"what happened?"

Zhang Yan turned around, puzzled.

Yang Lan met his gaze, and after a long while, she gritted her teeth and said, "Wait for me outside for a bit, and then take me back to the TV station."

Judging from her tone, it's clear she doesn't just want a ride—could it be that she's had a bad experience last time and wants a happy breakup?
(End of this chapter)