I really don't want to make bad movies!

Who is Xia Ming?

Xie Fei was also puzzled.

He had never read "The Big Hornet" nor heard of Xia Ming's name.

Zhou Yi chose to tell the truth, explaining, "He's a freshman in the directing department, but his camerawork skills are very high!"

Xie Fei sensed something was off: "Your relative?"

Zhou Yi quickly waved his hand: "How could that be! He's just a very talented freshman. I've seen his films, and they're truly excellent!"

Jiang Wen immediately became interested. He looked around and noticed that the students around him all seemed hesitant to speak, so he immediately asked.

"You all know this Xia Ming?"

One of them answered, "Everyone in the school knows him. He won first place in the short film competition among freshmen."

"Wow, am I about to become the top scholar?"

Several students exchanged glances, suppressing their laughter.

Jiang Wen asked in confusion, "What?"

That's when someone explained, "He's not famous because he's talented, he's famous because his movies are terrible."

Xie Fei frowned as he listened, lowered his glasses, and glared at Zhou Yi: "You want to put someone like this into Director Jiang's film crew?"

He sighed repeatedly, his right hand, which had been resting on the table, clenching and unclenching again: "You're corrupting the film industry!"

"You think your apprentice is a disgrace? I think you're the one who's a disgrace!"

Jiang Wen's interest grew even stronger, and he asked Zhou Yi, "Teacher Zhou, are you planning to mentor newcomers?"

Zhou Yi's face turned red as he bowed and scraped to Jiang Wen, then tried to apologize to Xie Fei.

He paced around anxiously before finally remembering that Xia Ming was truly capable.

Why should I compensate myself?

He took out his phone, found the one-shot clip, and said to Jiang Wen and Xie Fei, "I'm not making this up, and I'm not pulling strings; he really does have real talent!"

Xie Fei frowned, put his glasses back on, and sat up straight.

Jiang Wen also lowered his head and brought his face close to the phone.

Zhou Yi pressed the play button, and Yang Kai's face immediately appeared on the screen.

"I am Jason."

Xie Fei and Jiang Wen both stumbled back a few inches at the same time.

They are all veteran directors, and they could tell at a glance how rough the film was.

Xie Fei was genuinely angry; his fluffy white hair trembled as he repeatedly raised his hands, shouting, "Get it away! What is this thing?!"

"Oh, it was him."

Upon seeing this widely circulated clip, Jiang Wencai recalled the event.

Recently, it seems there's a movie that's been riding the coattails of online traffic and has become a hit on short video platforms.

He'd seen it too.

Although Jiang Wen wasn't angry, she couldn't help but criticize Zhou Yi: "Teacher Zhou, that's a bit unfair of you."

"Although the job of a camera assistant is not difficult, it's not something that just anyone can do."

Zhou Yi was extremely anxious and said in an almost pleading tone, "Don't mind the actors, just keep watching!"

At that moment, he truly wanted to kill Yang Kai.

The students nearby were amused.

They've all been exposed to "The Big Hornet," and many have even given it a one-star review on the DB website.

Of course I know what kind of movie it is.

The fact that Xia Ming's name appeared in the sight of these bigwigs in this way gave them a strange sense of satisfaction.

The occasion was serious, so they could only try their best to suppress their laughter.

"Is it really that disgusting? Let me see."

Zhao Fei, who had been sitting next to him, became interested.

He had seen some clips, but never watched the entire footage.

He took the phone from Zhou Yi and almost burst out laughing at first glance.

"Teacher Zhao, let's not take up Director Jiang's time. If you want to watch it, you can watch it online later."

Feeling apologetic, Xie Fei realized that his apprentice Zhou Yi had become the laughing stock, so he got up to see the guests off.

However, Zhao Fei raised his right hand and whispered, "Wait."

Jiang Wen laughed heartily and put his arm around Zhao's shoulder: "Old Zhao, you're my director of photography, don't get involved!"

Zhao Fei did not reply immediately. Holding his phone, he slowly leaned back, unconsciously inhaling through his teeth, and shook his head repeatedly.

"Wait a minute, how could they film it like that?"

Zhou Yi, as if grasping at a straw, took two steps forward excitedly and said, "Right? Professor Zhao, you're from the photography department, you must have noticed something's wrong!"

Zhao Fei nodded thoughtfully, stood up, and walked to Jiang Wen's side: "He really does have some talent."

Jiang Wen raised his thick eyebrows, his face filled with disbelief.

"Are you fucking messing with me?"

"See for yourself. There are just too many distracting factors off-camera, making this clip look a bit comical."

Jiang Wen naturally believed in Zhao Fei's abilities.

Upon hearing this, he picked up his phone again and dragged the progress bar to watch it once more.

This time, he watched the entire clip with a frown.

Under Zhao Fei's guidance, he vaguely realized the extraordinary nature of this shot.

It's a bit shaky, but the content you want to show is always in the most reasonable position within the frame.

Although there are a few clips where a tense face pops up, it seems to be a single-take sequence.

After realizing what had happened and watching it again, I found that the movement in this scene was very reasonable and the smoothness was astonishing.

Jiang Wen was engrossed in watching, while the students around him exchanged bewildered glances.

No, nobody told me that Director Jiang has such unique taste?

You can actually watch "The Big Hornet"?

Jiang Wen watched it several times before finally putting down his phone and nodding repeatedly to Zhou Yi: "Good, good, good! I need this kind of talent in our production team to create a good film!"

"Professor Zhou, you truly have an exceptional eye for photography, finding such a photographic genius in such a short clip!"

Zhou Yi felt like he had been granted a pardon. Hearing Jiang Wen's praise, he quickly said a few polite words.

But then he looked troubled: "I just didn't want to bury such talent, so I wanted to recommend him to Director Jiang's crew, but he wasn't willing to go!"

Xie Fei also sensed something was wrong and asked疑惑地问道：“What was it called again?”

"It's Xia Ming's!"

"He wasn't even willing to go and act in a movie for Jiang Wen?"

Zhou Yi replied, "He said he still wants to be a director and isn't interested in being a camera assistant."

"Not interested in assistant cameramen?" Jiang Wen called out to Zhao Fei beside him and asked, "Have the positions of the cameramen in our crew been finalized yet?"

Zhao Fei shook his head: "It's not decided yet."

Jiang Wen slammed his hand on the table and blurted out, "That's perfect! If he's not interested in being a camera assistant, then let him be the cameraman!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present couldn't help but gape.

Several students were completely dumbfounded.

Zhao Fei asked the question everyone present wanted to ask: "Are you crazy? Letting a first-year directing student direct the camera?"

Jiang Wen was displeased and pointed at him several times: "Are we making a movie or is this a seniority-based system? Whoever makes the best film should be the cinematographer, and whoever has work to do should take the job!"

"You said this shot is great, so what's the point of arguing? We have to bring this guy into our team!"

Zhao Fei was well aware of his old partner's personality.

Forget about all that nonsense, just do whatever makes a good movie!

"But what if they're not happy about it?"

Jiang Wen laughed heartily, his gaze sweeping over the people present: "I refuse to believe that even with you two professors by my side, we can't persuade a freshman like him!"

"Let's stage a scene of Zhuge Liang's three visits to the thatched cottage and invite him to join us!"

Xie Fei and Zhao Fei were both amused by Jiang Wen's words.

"Then you must be Zhang Fei!"

They jokingly packed their things and had Zhou Yi lead the way.

Only a few mentors and students remained, still reeling from the shock, thinking they had misheard and trying to recall what they had just heard.

No, who invited whom?