HuaYu: A Great Director Starting with Dream of the Red Chamber

"Oh? You're eating this?"

Jing Tian looked at the greasy curtain of "Old Liu's Authentic Donkey Meat Sandwich" with a bit of disgust, but still obediently followed her inside.

Five minutes later.

"Ah, it smells delicious!"

Jing Tian held up a freshly baked, flaky flatbread without any regard for her image. It was filled with donkey meat, braised pork, and sausage.

On the small square table in front of me was a plate of smashed cucumber and two bowls of millet porridge.

Forget about female celebrities' self-cultivation, calorie counting, and dining etiquette; throw them all aside.

Let's eat it until our mouths are greasy first.

While chewing, he mumbled indistinctly:

"Li Yan, this is delicious! It's much better than the actors' boxed lunches!"

"Eat slowly. If your mom sees you like this, she'll definitely fight Lu Zheng to the death."

Li Yan slowly ate his millet porridge and casually handed her a tissue.

Perhaps it's because of their childhood friendship that he feels relaxed and at ease when he's with Jing Tian, ​​without having to think too much.

"Seriously, yeah."

Jing Tian swallowed the meat in her mouth:

"Where did you get all these weird and unorthodox methods? I was about to faint from holding it in, but the director actually praised my acting skills. It's amazing."

"What nonsense, that's science."

"Whatever the subject, it saved my life."

Jing Tian wiped her mouth and sighed:

"You have no idea how much pressure I was under! I felt that although the production crew had money, everyone was busy with their own things, and nobody cared whether I lived or died. You're so kind; you came and solved my huge problem right away!"

She was also the type to act on a whim, suddenly dragging her stool over little by little, looking at Li Yan with her watery eyes:

"Li Yan, didn't you say you had a notebook that would suit me? Have you written it yet? Let me see it..."

Indeed, Li Yan had mentioned this matter, but he planned to start preparing after the short film won an award.

After all, having something to offer makes it easier to scam money, and more effective at conning investors, right?

Seeing Jing Tian wagging her tail like a puppy trying to please him, he couldn't help but laugh:

"Are you in such a hurry? Didn't I hear that Lu Zheng has arranged several big productions for you?"

"Don't even mention it. I've seen all those projects. The actors are all big names, and the new directors can't handle them at all. What kind of good films can they possibly make? I could even tell the difference when I was making 'The Great Biography of Sun Tzu.' I don't know what Uncle Lu was thinking..."

Li Yan silently watched Jing Tian.

This girl is so innocent...

In 09, the United States filed a lawsuit against China at the WTO, demanding the complete liberalization of the film market.

After several twists and turns, the import quota was increased to 20 units, and then gradually expanded to 34 units, with the revenue-sharing ratio increased to 25%, before the lawsuit was finally settled.

In order to support the competitiveness of the domestic film and television industry, the authorities have opened up resources, provided preferential policies, and encouraged Hong Kong film and television artists to move north.

As a result, all sorts of funds rushed into the market, and all sorts of people made a fortune by taking advantage of this opportunity.

Later, some people attributed this false prosperity, especially the neglect of the film and television industry, to the person in charge, Boss Han.

But just like Mr. Liu of the high-speed rail, with him there's 350, without him there's 250.

Putting aside everything else, Mr. Liu's "Two Peaches Kill Three Warriors" strategy is still being used as a case study in business schools both at home and abroad, and it is no exaggeration to say that it has made outstanding contributions.

Boss Han is the same; he can be considered to have ushered in the era of domestic commercial blockbusters.

However, due to limited vision and constraints, after the golden decade, audiences began to complain that there were no films to watch...

Therefore, it's not surprising that Lu Zheng is going to produce big-budget productions.

As for his true purpose, that remains unknown; promoting Jing Tian was merely a side effect...

After thinking it over, Li Yan decided to give Jing Tian a heads-up, otherwise she would probably be miserable in the crew.

"The script does have a rough draft, but..." He deliberately kept everyone in suspense, "...you're a supporting character."

"Why? Why am I given a supporting role?"

Jing Tian was furious when she heard this. She had been looking forward to this for so long, and now she was being asked to play a supporting role?!

"Even if I give you a leading role, you'd still have to act in it, right?" Li Yan retorted without giving him any face, then thought for a moment before speaking again:

"I reckon if you act well, you could win a Best Supporting Actress award."

"real?"

Why would I lie to you?

"The three major ones?"

Li Yan stared at her speechlessly, just staring without saying a word.

"Hehe, as long as there's a prize..."

Jing Tian gave an awkward dry laugh, then quickly extended her little finger:

"Pinky promise!"

"You're so childish..."

"hurry up!"

Helpless, Li Yan could only reach out and hook his arm with hers.

……

After finishing their meal, the two did not rush back.

Jing Tianfei pulled Li Yan along the commercial street outside the film and television city to digest their food.

The sunlight at the end of May was already quite dazzling, casting long shadows of the two people.

"Hey, what's that script actually about?"

"Let me write it down first."

"Is it period drama or modern drama? That should give you an idea, right?"

"Let me write it down first."

"Then... just tell me what the name of the character you're playing is?"

"Let me write it down first."

"Li Yan! Are you a broken record? All you ever say is that one sentence! Ugh... I'm going crazy... I can't sleep tonight!"

Street stalls are pretty much the same everywhere, selling all sorts of cheap trinkets.

Hair clips for three for ten yuan, strange and unusual dolls, and obviously pirated merchandise.

Jing Tian would probably never even look at these kinds of cheap, low-quality goods.

But today she was in high spirits, squatting in front of a stall full of dolls, picking and choosing.

"Look at this!"

She excitedly picked up a crudely made clownfish and waved it in front of Li Yan:

"Look at its slanted eyes and pouty mouth, doesn't it look like you? Ugly-cute, isn't it?"

Li Yan took a closer look and saw that the clownfish's lines were crooked; otherwise, how could it have a crooked mouth and slanted eyes?

Seeing Jing Tian's smiling eyes and carefree demeanor, he couldn't help but chuckle:

"Like me? With your eyes, it's more like you, isn't it?"

"Just like it! Especially when you said I had no acting skills, you were so fierce, exactly the same."

Jing Tian ignored him and took out twenty yuan to buy the ugly clownfish.

He even insisted on hanging it on Li Yan's bag:

"Keep it hanging! Seeing the fish is like seeing me; from now on, whenever you see it, you'd better think about writing a script for me, understand?"

She looks exactly like, no, she's that girl next door I grew up with.

Looking at the swaying orange fish, Li Yan felt a gentle touch on his heart.

……

It was almost 2 p.m. when we got back to the film set.

Zhang Fengyi was sitting under a parasol drinking tea, and he even nodded to Li Yan as a greeting.

Veteran actors of this caliber are all shrewd; they can tell whose contribution to a particular scene is it.

Moreover, Li Yan is now absolutely certain that Zhang Fengyi is no pushover!

In his own eyes,

There is no light...

"Alright, let's go back. I should leave too."

Li Yan stopped and did not go any further.

Jing Tian stood by the nanny van, a hint of reluctance on her face.

"You're leaving already?"

"Don't you provide meals here?"

"Then drive slowly, and text me when you arrive! And..." She pointed to the clownfish on Li Yan's bag, "Don't forget what you promised me!"

"Okay, hurry up and go inside to hold your breath, or you'll get yelled at by the director again."

Li Yan smiled and waved before turning and getting into the car.

Once on the highway, all around was quiet.

Only the ugly-cute clownfish pendant swayed slightly with the car body.

He needs to seize the opportunity in the era of making money with "straw hats".