Reshaping the landscape of the Chinese entertainment industry

"By the way, Mom, did you do what I said about finding a few editors and having them write the script for 'Chinese Paladin' as soon as possible based on the outline I provided?"

With so many things to do, He Yi'an sometimes couldn't manage to keep up.

He only remembered the Legend of Sword and Fairy saga after talking to Xiao Liu today.

The reason he didn't give the complete script for Chinese Paladin, but only an outline, wanting others to continue enriching it, was entirely because Liu Yifei and Tangren had a lot of disagreements during the filming of the original Chinese Paladin 1.

As a result, many of her scenes as the female lead were cut, and the scenes were filmed intermittently, often with many episodes featuring no characters.

Therefore, it needs to be expanded, and at least its screen time should not be less than that of the second female lead.

He actually started making arrangements for this back in July, but he kept forgetting to ask.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Xu Wan, who had been somewhat worried, rolled her eyes so hard they almost reached the sky.

"If you're the one pushing everything forward, we'll never even get to eat shit while it's still hot!"

Got it!

The segment about maternal love and filial piety ended, and everything returned to its familiar rhythm.

However, with his mother's words, He Yi'an was relieved.

He then slunk away with his backpack on.

Without leaving a single cloud behind!

……

Upon arriving at the airport, He Yi'an discovered that Yu Feihong was already there.

"Senior, you're here so early?"

"Of course, this is your big day," Yu Feihong said with a smile. "Of course I have to thank you in advance. You even took me to Venice. Do you want me to cheer you on at the awards ceremony?"

"Senior, you're part of the crew too. Besides,"

He Yi'an laughed: "If you really want to cheer each other on, let's wait until the awards ceremony. Right now, we're not sure about anything. What if we just go to the opening ceremony?"

"Then we need to prepare well," Yu Feihong said. "By the way, you said you wanted me to come along, is it so I could practice making a movie? Is that appropriate? I've only been learning for a short time."

"What's inappropriate about it?" He Yi'an waved his hand dismissively.

"Don't worry, senior, the reason I'm letting you give it a try is because you're the most suitable candidate."

"The most suitable?" Yu Feihong was somewhat puzzled as to why He Yi'an would say that.

"That's right, this movie is the perfect fit for you. After you finish filming it, you'll definitely have the confidence to make 'Ginkgo Ginkgo'!"

"real?!"

"Senior, when have I ever lied to you?"

"Then tell me about the plot of this movie, and I'll try to come up with some ideas!"

"No need, you'll see when you get there. The script and everything are already prepared; just follow it!"

"Aren't you going to tell me anything?" Yu Feihong asked suspiciously.

He Yi'an was too lazy to explain; she would find out everything when the time came.

Afterwards, the two completed the check-in procedures, and He Yi'an and Yu Feihong went through security together.

Because it was more than ten days in advance, only he and Yu Feihong went to Venice ahead of time this time. As for the rest of the crew, they naturally came with the people from China Film Group.

However, just before boarding the plane, he received a text message.

It was sent by Liu Yifei.

"He Yi'an, have you boarded the plane yet? Good luck, and try your best to win a prize!"

Yes, when I talked to her today, He Yi'an mentioned her approximate registration time.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Liu still remembered this matter while filming and took the time to send him a message.

Although it was only a few words, if it were the previous He Yi'an, he would probably have replied with "Oh," "Okay," or "Thank you for your kind words," and that would have been it.

But He Yi'an thought about how Liu Xiaoli had sent him a congratulatory text message for the first time today, and he understood what it meant, even though she didn't say it explicitly.

This made him initially intend to just type a few words to get by, but he hesitated and deleted them several times.

Then he replied: "Thank you. I saw your information on the feedback report that the Golden Powder drama crew gave to the company today. I just realized that your birthday seems to be coming soon. Happy birthday in advance."

"I'll probably be in Venice then, so I won't be able to congratulate you in person. I'll bring you a small gift from Venice when I get back!"

After sending it, he hesitated for a moment and then added, "Also, if the crew is bullied, don't suffer in silence; you can choose to curse back directly."

After sending the message, He Yi'an waited for a while, but there was no reply for a long time.

He Yi'an smiled, guessing that Liu Yifei had probably gone to film again, and then turned off his phone.

The plane took off and soared into the clouds.

……

This wasn't He Yi'an's first time abroad.

Since his rebirth, his father has gone abroad several times, and he has accompanied him on many of those trips.

Even some of his recently released screenplays registered in Hollywood and his new book, "The Hunger Games," were handled by his partners in Hollywood.

This is the advantage of being reborn early; many things can be planned gradually.

However, this was his first time visiting Venice.

Actually, it wasn't just him; Yu Feihong was also visiting Venice for the first time.

Venice is six hours behind Beijing time. As soon as He Yi'an and Yu Feihong boarded the plane, he made a phone call to his partner Richard Novit.

Amid the other person's excited shouts, He Yi'an told him his flight information and asked him to come pick him up.

Then we'll work together to move forward with the follow-up work.

In fact, two years ago, after He Yi'an started having Richard publish some novels and register several screenplays, he had the idea of ​​taking it a step further and making a movie.

But He Yi'an has not taken any action.

Richard was still a bit annoyed that He Yi'an didn't go to Hollywood, feeling that with his talent, staying in China was simply a waste of his time and talent.

After several years of collaboration, Richard was both excited and anxious as the project was finally about to move forward.

But there's no use in him being anxious.

There are no direct flights from Beijing to Venice, so He Yi'an had to fly to Munich first, then transfer there to reach the Marco Polo Hotel in Venice.

Of course, this Marco Polo is an airport, not the one that makes tiles.

The reason I asked him to pick me up was because the film festival venue was a bit of a rip-off; it wasn't in Venice, but on Lido Island.

If they have to rely on themselves, they'll likely get ripped off. It's obviously more convenient to have someone pick them up.

Including flights, transfers, and water transportation, the entire experience takes about 16 hours.

Because it took so long, He Yi'an and Yu Feihong didn't talk much. After briefly discussing their upcoming arrangements, they went straight to rest.

This can be considered a forced adjustment to the time difference.

Since we're about to arrive in Venice, let me mention the Venice Film Festival.

In fact, Chinese-language films have a deep connection with Venice, from Hou Xiaoxian in 1989 to Zhang Yimou in 1991.

Gong Li won the Best Actress award at the Venice Film Festival in 1992, along with the Golden Lion for Best Film.

In 1994, Xia Yu became the youngest actor to win the Venice Film Festival's Best Actor award.

Chinese-language films have achieved considerable success here.

However, since 1994, Chinese-language films have rarely achieved success at Venice.

As for the reason, it's something I've vaguely mentioned before: it's the same old story of treating people to meals, beheading them, and then taking them in as dogs.

The domestic film industry has been completely affected. Since they've already taken them in as dogs, they'll only remember to give them a bone when the time is right.

In fact, this year's nominees include not only He Yi'an's film, but also Tian Zhuangzhuang's "Spring in a Small Town".

This film will also win the San Marco Award (Best Film), but it will not be in the main competition section, but in the Countercurrent section.

Therefore, it is rarely reported.

Besides him, there are also Chen Guo's "Public Toilet", Taiwan film "Dream Tribe" and Jia Zhangke's "Ren Xiaoyao", none of which were shortlisted for the main competition.

Therefore, He Yi'an was shortlisted for the main competition, and because of Gong Li's presence, she "very likely" won the award.

This is what broke many people's defenses and silenced many others.

They were all watching and waiting. If He Yi'an made a gain, all would be well; if not, then what awaited him...

……

After more than ten hours of flying, plus the wait during the layover in Munich, when the plane finally landed at Venice Marco Polo Airport, He Yi'an felt like his whole body was no longer his own.

But Yu Feihong was in much better shape than him. After all, she was an actress, and this level of travel fatigue was nothing to her.

The two walked out of the airport, each pulling their own luggage.

Yu Feihong looked out the floor-to-ceiling window at the shimmering lagoon and sighed, "I never thought I'd be in Venice because of a movie, and the climate and atmosphere here are definitely different from back home."

"What's different?" Hearing this, He Yi'an deliberately sniffed the luggage a few times. "Is the fishy smell stronger? Or the stench stronger?"

Yu Feihong rolled her eyes at him: "Can't you have a little bit of a romantic side?"

"This is Venice, the city of water, one of the most romantic places in the world."

"Romantic?" He Yi'an thought for a moment. "How much is it worth? Just hope you don't get swept away by the waves when we take the boat to Lido Island later."

"...Can you shut up?"

As the two were chatting about random things, a tall, blond man strode towards them.

The man was in his early thirties, wearing a well-tailored dark blue suit, his hair was neatly combed, and he had a standard European and American elite smile on his face.

But as you get closer, the smile becomes much more genuine, even tinged with excitement.

"Boss!"

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