Huayu02 started by making films.

Yuan Jiaping, who had been quietly sipping his tea, finally spoke up: "Old Tian, ​​those students are just showing you respect. The film isn't good, is it? Why don't we just go to the screening room and see for ourselves? I want to see if it's as good as Jiang Wen said."

Teacher Dai chimed in, "Yes, Senior Brother Tian, ​​since we're already here, let's take a look. Let's see what he's made of."

Han Yi looked at Teacher Dai and Yuan Jiaping, who were speaking up for him, and silently thought to himself, "Don't worry, Teacher Dai, I will only follow Tian Zhuangzhuang. For the rest of my four years of university, my body will forever belong to the Department of Literature."

"Don't worry, Professor Yuan, I'll definitely give your photography students a good dressing down. Oh, and that Arri camera, and the Kodak film at the student price."

Tian Zhuangzhuang laughed heartily: "What are we doing just sitting here? Let's go. I also want to see how well the student director who made Jiang Wen so effusive in his praise actually did."

"Let's go!"

"Let's go together."

Han Yi grabbed the suitcase and led the way: "Let's go to the small screening room in the Literature Department. Can I call Du Zhe, Gao Qiang, Zhao Bin, and Chen Chen along? They're all part of my team."

Tian Zhuangzhuang was a little confused, so Yuan Jiaping explained, "Du Zhe is from my department, and Gao Qiang and Zhao Bin are from the photography school, studying lighting. By the way, who is Chen Chen?"

Han Yi quickly replied, "Chen Chen is from the Academy of Fine Arts and works as a makeup artist on the film set."

Teacher Dai chimed in, "They're all classmates, just like when we made a movie together back in school."

Tian Zhuangzhuang sighed, "Things have changed. Back when I was filming at school, I was always with Xiao Jing, Yi Mou, Hou Yong and the others."

He looked at Han Yi and said gently, "You're the director, this is your film. You can let whoever you want come to see it; don't worry about us."

Han Yi nodded. The group walked slowly towards the small screening room. On the way, he called Chen Chen and asked her to inform the others to come and watch the film together.

With everyone present, Han Yi and Du Zhe set up the projector and loaded the film. The room lights went out, the machine slowly started turning, and the screen lit up.

……

The thirteen-minute short film finished playing quickly. Han Yi, Du Zhe, and the others sat upright like primary school students, holding their breath.

Tian Zhuangzhuang spoke first: "Play it again."

……

The second thirteen minutes passed. Tian Zhuangzhuang slowly got up, walked to the front of the stage, his gaze fixed on Han Yi's face, and then swept over Du Zhe, Gao Qiang, Zhao Bin, and Chen Chen in turn.

Finally, he looked at Teacher Dai and Yuan Jiaping, let out a long sigh of relief, and said loudly, "Jiang Wen is right, Han Yi's film is indeed amazing!"

Moreover, he has his own unique film style, which is the most valuable thing. Junior Brother Dai, your literature department is about to produce another great director.

Upon receiving affirmation from Tian Zhuangzhuang, the young people in the audience could not contain their joy.

"Yes! That's awesome!"

Du Zhe was the first to jump up and rush to Han Yi's side. The others followed suit, and a lively chatter ensued.

Han Yi finally relaxed and grinned, laughing along with everyone else.

After the commotion subsided, Teacher Dai asked, "Han Yi, are you sure you want to vote for Cannes?"

Han Yi nodded: "Yes, Professor Dai, I'd like to ask you for a favor—the deadline for the short film competition at Cannes this year is March 3rd, and today is already the 5th. I'd like to submit it under the name of the Beijing Film Academy, is that alright?"

Teacher Dai waved his hand: "This is no problem, I'll take care of it."

Tian Zhuangzhuang, who was standing nearby, asked, "Have you submitted your short film script for review yet?"

"It was submitted to the Film Bureau right after the start of the semester, and it has already been approved."

"That's good. Don't follow our old ways and send it out without proper review."

The rest was straightforward. Han Yi found a professional who worked with the Beijing Film Academy (an international logistics company responsible for transporting film reels) to carefully pack the film reels, attach his contact information, and send them to Cannes through the Beijing Film Academy's channels.

The rest of March passed uneventfully, day by day. Han Yi returned to classroom life, attending classes and leaving classes, occasionally visiting the directing and cinematography departments to see if he could find any promising talents to recruit in advance.

Han Yi responded with a "hehe".

April 1st, Monday morning.

Han Yi audited classes at the art academy to learn camera art design, which was also preparation for his next feature film. After all, a standard 90-minute film needs at least one hundred scenes to support its structure, not counting films like "Buried" and "The Man from Earth".

Han Yi didn't want to copy those movies anymore; he was tired of writing entertainment articles, so he decided to try something different.

I first heard this story in 07 in my previous life. At that time, Han Yi had only been out of school for three years and was working as a screenwriter on set. A film studio approached him and another screenwriter, asking them to adapt a true story that happened to a woman.

It's that Chinese film, "The Woman Who Married the Mountain".

It wasn't until the film was released in 09 that Han Yi realized just how outrageous his initial "adaptation" had been.

"It was clearly a human trafficking case. The woman was first abducted, then subjected to rape, and endured countless inhumane treatments before finally being bought by a man in a remote mountain village for 2700 yuan. The man was an alcoholic and abusive; she tried to escape, commit suicide, and cry for help, all to no avail. Later, she changed her approach, becoming pregnant to gain the man's trust and allowing her to return to her parents' home. She thought she could finally go home, but her mother told her, 'No man will marry you now that you're back; I can't earn any dowry money.' The woman was utterly heartbroken and returned to the mountain village with the man. Coincidentally, a new primary school had been established in the village, and she was invited to teach. She continued to live like a walking corpse. In the end, the woman even made it onto the 'Top Ten' list."

After the film's release, Han Yi approached the production company and asked to have his name removed from the screenwriter list, to which they reluctantly agreed.

At this moment, Han Yi was lying on the table, becoming more and more engrossed in writing in his notebook.

He plans to rewrite the story: "The female protagonist was born in the 70s. Because of her gender, she was not loved by her family from a young age and only completed the third grade of elementary school. But she was hardworking and diligent. She not only worked in the fields, but also often helped the school teachers with their work. The teachers also lent her books to read."

The good times didn't last long. In 92, the protagonist, who had just turned 18, was sent by her family to work in another city. Even while wandering, she often went to the library to borrow books, and when she encountered unfamiliar words, she would grit her teeth and buy a dictionary to teach herself.

The following year, on the eve of the Spring Festival, as she was preparing to buy a ticket home at the train station, she was lured out of the station by two female human traffickers under the pretense of offering her a job. Midway through, the woman realized something was wrong and tried to escape, but failed.

The woman traffickers handed her over to three man traffickers. One of them raped her and then sold her for 2700 yuan to an old man on a rocky mountain. The old man was 34 years older than him. She was only 18 at the time.

The plot is now more than halfway through.

The story unfolds as the female protagonist repeatedly attempts to escape, but all her efforts fail. Then, unexpectedly, she becomes pregnant. She realizes this will be her only chance in her life.

If she couldn't escape this time, she would be locked up on this mountain for the rest of her life. She used the excuse that she was pregnant and needed prenatal checkups, demanding that the old man take her to a big hospital in the city. The old man refused and only took her to a barefoot doctor.

The doctor noticed her predicament and deliberately said that there were no medications to prevent miscarriage and that she had to go to the city hospital.