Chapter 20 The Prophecy of the Gods

After the screenwriter Mei Da left, Li Siming and Zeng Zhi discussed the start of construction, and it was still early to start filming.

"I need an assistant director, just Director Liu, I mentioned it to him, he was a little moved. Now, Prince Zeng is visiting the cottage three times as Boss Zeng, and he will agree immediately. You must hurry up!" Li Siming said to Zeng Zhi.

"There is also the "Mudanfang" scene at the beginning, which requires the heroine to know Chinese folk dance. So I need a dance teacher, to know how to dance and choreography, and to have the charm of traditional Chinese dance, so that the audience will be attracted in the first three minutes. We are not only good at fighting and killing, but we are cultural people! We need to be more cultural and multi-cultural!"

"The costumes should be designed specifically, reflecting the glitz-oriented nature of the Tang Dynasty, with colorful colors, and making the audience stunning. The costumes of male actors should also look heroic and heroic, like a hero, and don't look like the current Kung Fu movies are mostly Kung Fu costumes from the early Republic of China, which makes people feel bored."

"Martial arts need to be designed with a special martial artist. It is not Bruce Lee's style. I need to fight well. I don't care whether it is practical or not. I don't need to worry about whether there is any physical knowledge that goes against the center of the geocentric suction. In short, it is better to look good!"

"A special Chinese classical music composer is needed, because every scene is almost used, and it must be the music style passed down by our ancestors, such as the ten-sided ambush. Of course, Western music is also suitable for it. I need to use music to set off the subject, express the character's psychology and the live atmosphere, such as the scene of escape. Let the audience follow the music and be more attractive."

"A sound recorder with superb skills is definitely the most realistic and credible voice. Each voice must have a unique expressiveness and must be related to the characters, stories, and emotions, otherwise it will be firmly abandoned. For example, the sound of a knife cutting a bamboo should be heavy but clean, highlighting its lethality and mystery. It should be as shocking as it should be!"

"Other photography, props, artwork, etc. must be done by professionals, because no matter whether the movies we make are exquisite or not, the pictures must be exquisite, and as exquisite as they are."

Li Siming walked behind his hands and walked in front of the desk, his requests popped out of his mouth one by one.

"Are you listening?" Li Siming stopped and looked at Zeng Zhi, who had been petrified.

"Ah... I'm wondering how much it will cost?" Zeng Zhi closed his mouth for a long time.

"It's ten million. Including all the fees." Li Siming reported a number.

"Ten million?" Zeng Zhi closed the notebook, "You are really crazy!"

"Don't be surprised, maybe it's only five million, maybe it's twenty million or more. Anyway, I don't have any idea about prices, labor costs, etc."

"I thought at the beginning you would spend 1.8 million and take a low-cost practice first. You are very brave. Alas, I'm not careful in making friends!"

"Aren't we rich? I, the major shareholder, aren't afraid. Are you afraid of a ball? Besides, I believe that only by investing a lot can you get a big harvest!" Li Siming said.

"I was thinking, if this matter spreads, I said that Zeng Zhi spent 10 million to invite a young man from the mainland to make a movie. People in Hong Kong may be waiting in line to see me joke. Do you think it's embarrassing? If you don't have face, I still want face!" Zeng Zhi protested.

"Face is never given by others, but earned by ourselves! As long as we earn back, we have everything. How much face is worth?" Li Siming ignored his protest. "The great writer Lu Xun once said: There is no road in this world, and more people will become roads. We just walk our own way and let others say it. Besides, if everyone is waiting to see us jokes, we will make a profit!"

"I've made a profit? I heard it right?" Zeng Zhi asked with wide eyes and puzzled, stance of trying hard without explaining it clearly.

"Look, Prince Zeng spent such a huge amount of money and asked me to make a movie. I would think you were crazy. People would think, what made you dare to spend such money? Is there any inside story? People are curious. After a few moments, our movie has not yet been seen, and all Hong Kong people know. At the same time, we can also find a few gunmen, all of whom are scolding us. Spending money to ask people to scold us, which has aroused the taste of all Hong Kong people. This is called news hype!"

"Spend money to ask people to scold us? You are not only crazy, but also crazy!"

"Yes! We don't have companies like Shaw Brothers, Jiahe, and Xinyi City. We can only make this trick, and we will ensure that everyone can enter the cinema for jokes! How much publicity costs will this save?"

"I have to say that you are the most shameless businessman in Hong Kong!" Zeng Zhi sighed.

"Thank you for the praise!" Li Siming shrugged and spread his hands, "But I don't accept your affection, because I am just a future film director. The boss of Xiangjiang Film Company is you, Mr. Zeng!"

Zeng Zhi didn't argue, lowered his head and thought for a while, put the suit on the seat on his body, pulled Li Siming and walked out.

"What are you doing? You won't take me to the newspaper to expose me now, right? If that's the case, you have to release the news first!" Li Siming grabbed him and said.

"Stop talking, come with me to meet someone!" Zeng Zhi walked in front and quickly got into the car.

Li Siming was confused by his anxious attitude.

"Get into the car quickly, I'll take you to ask for advice on 'authoritative Kuang'!" Zeng Zhi stretched out his head from the car and shouted.

"Who is that?" Li Siming asked in confusion.

Who is "Authoritative Kuang"? He actually asked Zeng Zhiba, an atheist who grew up under the red flag, to ask him for advice? Is he an old senior in the film industry? No, "Authoritative Kuang" is not a person in the film industry and knows nothing about movies. He is the trailer of the future and the instructor of the mystery. He is commonly known as "Attackman", which means he is a person who looks at the face of the face. Because he speaks firmly and never turns around, criticizes you as poor as poor, and says you are rich as rich as you are rich. The accuracy is very high, so everyone calls him "Authoritative Kuang".

Hong Kong people are somewhat superstitious. Before the filming starts, those well-educated directors always hold grand opening ceremony, which is nothing more than worshiping Mr. Guan in order to seek blessings. This is purely nonsense. I have never heard of Guan Gong, and I will definitely succeed. Are there fewer accidents during the filming process? These unexpected events are often hyped by entertainment journalists. This trend was later learned by mainlanders. If you don’t learn all the good, you can’t learn well. However, the Chinese people’s idea of ​​“will rather believe that there is something than nothing” are used to make a mistake, worship the gods and seek psychological comfort.

Li Siming scoffed at Zeng Zhi's strange and strange theory. However, he was quite interested in this person who was known as a half-immortal, so he naturally had to know the true face of Mount Lu and wanted to see whether he was pretending or real.

Zeng Zhi came to ask about the future of filming with a nervous mood. There were endless people asking about the future, and the business was booming, so there were naturally big red envelopes. Li Siming felt that this industry had a very "money prospect", and it all depends on one mouth and no cost investment!

"Authoritative Kuang" was wearing a long gown and had long beards on his chin. It was obvious that after careful trimming, he looked like an unfathomable immortal style. He stared at the two of them with his bright eyes, looked at their palms, and asked about their birth date. They were like elementary school students, waiting for the teacher to distribute the results table. After a while of silence, "Authoritative Kuang" suddenly turned dark and slapped the table vigorously, just like a county magistrate in the yamen to review a case and reshoot the arson. Zeng Zhi, who was fully focused, was shocked by his actions. "Authoritative Kuang" pointed at them and said, "You two have formed a company, and I promise that within five years, you will definitely..."

"It must be a big loss!" Zeng Zhi thought, because he had told him from his serious expression.

"Authoritative Kuang" cleared his throat and stretched out his five fingers with one hand: "You will definitely make this amount within five years." "Five million?" Zeng Zhi asked carefully. He was very happy. Although he was a little less than Li Siming's bragging, at least he had made a profit. Zeng Zhi was so happy that he was stunned!

Unexpectedly, "Authoritative Kuang" shot harder and said, "It's calculated by US dollars, and it's 500 million US dollars."

Li Siming couldn't help but smile. This was the same as the lowest number he wanted. Unexpectedly, the following sentence "Authoritative Kuang" made him stunned.

"No, there are five fingers in one hand. You should be five people, why are there three missing?" "Authoritative Kuang" looked at Xiaodao standing beside him, "If there are five people, there should be more than this number! I'll do another fortune... Well, you really have a bright future, why have you made money? There's no reason!"

Li Siming, Zeng Zhi, and Xiaodao were all shocked. How could he know that it was five people? It was Li Siming who came to his senses first and slapped Zeng Zhi who had been petrified with great force: "Heaven Lingling, Earth Lingling. Come and resurrect!"

Zeng Zhi, who woke up, took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and handed them to "Authoritative Kuang". Unexpectedly, "Authoritative Kuang" insisted on participating in his company.

"Let's do this. If our company goes public in the future, I will definitely give you some shares!" Li Siming made a blank check and said. He ignored the "authoritative Kuang" who was still chattering. Li Siming and Xiaodao left with Zeng Zhi who was still daydreaming.

Uncle Cheng, a driver who was waiting outside, saw Prince Zeng being carried out and thought something had happened, so he quickly got out of the car to help.

"Uncle Cheng, he is fine, he is just too excited! Just drive, go to the beach, throw it down and take a shower." Li Siming said.

"You want to go!" Zeng Zhi finally resurrected himself, shook off the hands of the two, and jumped around again.

"I said you are also a child of a rich family. Although you have suffered for several years and have experienced the days of facing the blue sky and facing the soil. You are just jealous of money?"

"Home is home, I am me, this is different!" Zeng Zhi said seriously.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, you have ambition!"

"We need to start construction as soon as possible, time is money!" Zeng Zhi said, now he has a hundred times confidence, "Is there still the Grand Marshal and the others going to graduate?"

"I said you have only been in Hong Kong for a few years and have become so superstitious. Do you believe the words of a charlatan? Even if he is a prophet, with his words, you will be like a different person? Ideal!"

"Then what happened to these five brothers?"

"Maybe it's a collusion with you!"

"Then am I lying to myself?" Zeng Zhi asked back. Li Siming had no words to refute him. It would be better than Zeng Zhi holding a calculator every day and calculating how much money there is left in his pocket.

"If the prophecy of this charlatan is true, it can be considered a great prophecy!" Li Siming thought to himself.
Chapter completed!