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Chapter Eleven I'm Zhou Yang

Xinyang County.

A small county town that is not considered desolate, but definitely considered remote.

Not far from the county seat, there is a muddy road.

Late every night.

Residents living nearby will always feel the ground shaking and making a rumbling sound.

rest assured.

This is not an earthquake.

This is the convoy of heavy trucks that mine coal and are transporting coal up the mountain again.

……………………

Feng Kai is high-spirited.

He feels that he will be the mainstay of the Chinese film industry in the future. He feels that after five or ten years of waiting for those immortal fifth-generation directors to come down, he will be the leader of the new generation of Chinese films!

His confidence stems from his age, but also from his resume.

He is only 27 years old.

At the age of 27, he has already directed two films independently, both of which were good box-office hits. He has also collaborated with many well-known directors in China. During the cooperation, he has produced several well-received films, making him the leader of a new generation of young directors.

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He has been to Berlin to see the cheering moments of the Germans, to the water city of Venice to witness the expeditions of five generations of directors, and to have stood on the red carpet in Cannes and enjoyed the attention of the country.

Perhaps among the younger generation of directors, Django is the only one he can even take a look at.

And now...

“This place… is really special!”

The commercial vehicle bumped along the muddy road, passing by some heavy trucks from time to time.

Feng Kaiji, who was sitting in the back row, wanted to use the words "no shit" to describe this ghost place.

But in the end, he didn't say anything.

He is a person of status and quality, so he cannot use these idioms casually and must pay attention to his image.

He was very irritated and felt that he was wasting his youth and overusing his talents.

China Star Entertainment has invested in three movies this year.

The first one is "Warring States" directed by Fifth Generation director Zhou Yilin, with an investment of about 5.5 million, making him one of the largest investors.

The second film is "Adolescence" directed by a literary and artistic female director, with an investment of 7 million, which is basically solely owned by the company.

The third film is "Under the Mine" by a director who appeared out of nowhere.

Although external information was blocked, everyone inside the company knew that "The Mine" was a big joke and a big mess.

Analyst Xu Rui was once rumored to have resigned.

Feng Kai did not resent accepting orders in times of crisis.

The more critical he is, the more his strength is revealed.

but……

He is not the director!

He is actually a director who assists in filming!

If this director is some famous director, or a newly emerging artistic director like Django, that's it...

However!

Zhou Yang!

Who is this?

Who is this birdman?

In the past few days, Feng Kai has thought about all the new directors in the film and television industry, including those who are emerging, but he still can't figure out who this birdman is!

This seems to be a freshman, or even a recent graduate of Yanying University?

Could it be that some hidden rich second generation came here to play with tickets?

"Master, how long will it take?"

"It's almost there, we'll be there in two hours." The driver said without looking back.

"Oh, take your time, don't be in a hurry." Feng Kai endured the shaking of the commercial vehicle on the muddy road, and looked at the deserted place in the distance with no village in front or back, and the irritability in his heart became even stronger!

Oh shit!

Only two hours to go!

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Zhou Yang had a very fulfilling life these two days.

He repaired the cold light equipment lamp, the recording equipment, and even re-welded a very suitable tripod...

In addition to these, he also took the time to go to the county library, found a few director books and began to study on his own.

At first, he just felt that the nouns in it were very obscure and difficult to understand. Then he felt that the adjectives such as "shooting art", "angle and position" and "director's in-depth analysis" were too advanced and difficult for him to understand. In the end, he fell into a kind of

Self-denial of the cognitive shortcomings of the film and television industry!

but……

Hard work pays off.

After Zhou Yang worked hard for two days, he finally realized it!

It turns out that he is an idiot with no artistic talent, no aesthetic vision for movies, and no philosophical awareness!

This conclusion is actually very hurtful.

Zhou Yang thought he would be dejected, thought he would be desperate, but he never expected that he would actually breathe a sigh of relief and feel a sense of relief...

He no longer forces himself to read those messy director books.

Professional matters must be left to professionals.

As long as I work hard and start well, I can be of help.

The day after I gave up reading the director's book.

He was waiting in the open space outside the hotel early in the morning.

In order to make himself look more presentable, he even spent money to have his suit ironed, and asked the hotel owner to borrow a pair of trousers. He looked in the mirror and felt quite good about himself.

One hour, two hours, three hours...

Time passed little by little.

The new director hasn't arrived yet.

Zhou Yang's expectant mood gradually changed. He didn't become very irritable, but felt a little indescribable nervousness.

Why haven't you come yet?

Will the new director be difficult to get along with?

Will you scold others if you disagree with them?

Will...

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It was a bumpy two hours.

The commercial vehicle finally stopped.

Since entering this industry, Feng Kai has never suffered like this.

He scolded the swindler director again in his heart and greeted their eighteen generations of ancestors...

After getting off the bus, his face was ashen and his stomach was churning.

"Hello, are you Director Feng?"

"Hello."

Feng Kai saw a young man.

This young man is wearing a pleated cheap suit on his upper body and a pair of unmatched trousers on his lower body...

Um?

Feng Kai inadvertently saw the words "Anbang Insurance" written on the back of his trousers.

"Anbang Insurance"!

He started to look at Zhou Yang weirdly.

Is this guy trying to sell me insurance?

"Director Feng, have you eaten? If not, I will take you to eat now..." Zhou Yang smiled naively, "Thank you for your hard work, brothers. Please get off the car and follow me..."

"Yeah." Feng Kai nodded lightly.

Naturally, he handed the bag to this young man who was dressed strangely and looked like a low-level insurance salesman.

Then, led by this young man, we walked towards the hotel.

Behind him, several staff members looked at the environment here, especially when they saw this hotel, their faces suddenly fell.

Although I was prepared in my heart and knew that I was going to have a hard time, this hotel was really...

Too bad!

After registering, getting the room card, and walking into the room, their faces became even sadder.

As soon as I entered the house, I smelled a musty smell.

Does it smell like a dead rat?

and!

Curtains, these are rural curtains that were used more than ten years ago, so ugly!

The TV, bathroom, and toilet were so dirty!

Oh shit!

Are these things that people can use?

besides!

They stared at the bed and the quilt on the bed!

They even suspected that if they lay here until the next day, they would have lice on their bodies!

as well as!

This door is secured with an old-fashioned safety latch. Is this really safe?

Half an hour later...

The staff and Feng Kai came out of the room.

The staff members all had expressions of disgust on their faces, but Feng Kai's expression remained as calm as before.

"Director Feng, let's eat first? Try the local specialties."

"Yeah." Feng Kai nodded and continued to follow this guy who looked like a waiter and an insurance seller into the hotel restaurant.

As he sat down, he looked around.

He felt a little uncomfortable and felt that he was being slighted.

Why was such a birdman sent to receive him?

Where is the director?

"Does Director Feng drink?"

"If you don't want to drink, go and call the director over." Feng Kai just shook his head in response to this birdman's question.

"Director Feng, isn't it you who is the director?" Birdman seemed to have a troubled expression and looked at Feng Kai awkwardly.

"I am an assistant director, not a director. Where is Zhou Yang who I am assisting?" Feng Kai frowned: "Isn't he still sleeping?"

"Ah... Director Feng, I am Zhou Yang!"

"???"

Feng Kai's pupils shrank.

He looked at the birdman with a silly smile.

this moment!

He actually felt like a nightmare was about to begin!


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