He naturally felt the strange atmosphere in this huge conference room.
However, he didn't pay attention. Instead, he acted as the host. After saying hello to everyone, he began to talk about today's topic.
The projector behind projected the policy arrangements from above and last year’s statistics.
The data is very ugly.
The box office of China's local movies has been crushed by various overseas blockbusters. Even a movie as powerful as "Hero" cannot stop the embarrassing 20% box office share.
This data is like a fig leaf, completely tearing off all the dignity of Chinese local films, and it is shameful to the core.
"Our Chinese film market is developing rapidly. In the past three years, it has received more and more attention from Europe and the United States. With the friendly economic exchanges and communication between the two countries, I have a feeling that this market will change in the next three years.
The result will be bigger... Of course, the tests and challenges that will come with us will also be more severe..."
"This year we will import 20 films, which is double the number last year. It will inevitably squeeze the living space of some domestic films..."
"Here I would like to thank Zhao Sicheng, director Zhao. Among the twenty films released this year, the first one to be released is "Fatal Crisis". Although it is not our local film, it is of great significance..."
"..."
There was thunderous applause in the conference room.
Zhao Sicheng stood up, smiled brightly, said something like "it's everyone's support", and thanked the relevant departments in China.
Zhou Yang was also applauding.
After Zhang Jianguo finished talking about Zhao Sicheng, he talked about Zhou Yang again.
"At the same time, "Saw" directed by Zhou Yang is also among the projects we have introduced. This film has caused a storm in the United States. Although the content... well, in short, whether it can be successfully introduced depends on Director Zhou.
It depends on the editing situation of the movie "Saw", after all, the content... Of course, no matter what, I am personally very grateful to Director Zhou for being able to create another sky for our Chinese directors overseas, and even more grateful to Director Zhou for participating
At this meeting, I hope Mr. Zhou Yang can give more opinions, and at the same time..." Zhang Jianguo took the lead in applauding after he finished speaking.
However, the applause was sporadic, and several young directors, like Jiang Ge and William Song, looked at Zhou Yang coldly from beginning to end.
Zhou Yang didn't care. He stood up and smiled naively at Zhang Jianguo.
When he sat down, Zhou Yang vaguely heard a "hiss" coming from nowhere.
Meetings between relevant departments are always lengthy and boring.
When Zhang Jianguo began to read some official words such as the leaders' instructions and some expectations for the future, Zhou Yang's mind was filled with confusion. Many things sounded very reasonable, but when he thought about it carefully, he felt as if he had said nothing...
…
After finally waiting for Zhang Jianguo to finish a series of remarks, the meeting finally got to the point.
Zhang Jianguo came up with a plan and report. The report was full of supporting policies for Chinese blockbusters. In addition to some supporting policies, the report also highlighted that some standards for Chinese movies would be appropriately liberalized and synchronized with imported movies.
It's as tight as before. At the same time, in principle, as long as they don't violate discipline and don't commit crimes, relevant Chinese departments encourage directors to make more films and make films with positive energy.
After saying this, he received a burst of warm applause.
However, after the applause, when the shooting standards were relaxed and the Chinese authorities announced that some directors who had been banned from directing would be unblocked, the expressions of some directors changed!
"Zhang Ke, I object to this proposal!" Director Cao Bangguo stood up and looked at Zhang Jianguo immediately: "What the hell are those directors who have been banned from directing? They all shoot some messy stuff and go abroad to participate in exhibitions...
Many movies have incorrect views, which is a complete traitor during the Anti-Japanese War!"
"Director Cao, we will lift the ban in order. Not all directors will lift the ban. We will focus on reviewing their new works..." Zhang Jianguo laughed.
"Some people have crooked butts, and no amount of review will help. Moreover, directors such as Zhang Ke who were banned were unanimously recognized and submitted by our Directors Association, and there were also real-name reports from the general public. These directors are full of bad records, and many of them are
Directors have not been systematically trained, and making movies is completely whimsical and taken for granted. They are the cancer of the Chinese film industry, and I do not agree with lifting the ban on them!" Cao Bangguo shook his head.
After he shook his head, Zhao Sicheng and other directors also stood up and denied it together.
Zhou Yilin was watching from the side. When he saw that the atmosphere was a little weird and Zhang Jianguo was sitting inexplicably speechless, he subconsciously stood up and looked at the directors with a smile on his face: "Director Cao, don't be so excited.
We need to give them some opportunities to make corrections. Let's do this, Zhang Ke, our association will consider it carefully, and we will conduct a preliminary review first, and then submit the review list to you, what do you think?"
"The lifting of the ban is the intention of the higher-ups..." Zhang Jianguo shook his head after seeing Zhou Yilin's smile, his voice was quite helpless.
"Well, Zhang Ke's work is difficult. We understand. Let's do this, Zhang Ke. Over there, we will respond actively. In this way, we will vote on this matter here first. What do you think? After all, we all hope
Chinese movies are booming. Only if the pond is big, can the fish in it swim freely..." Zhou Yilin continued to smile happily.
"Yeah." Zhang Jianguo nodded.
The voting began soon.
In the huge conference room.
Only a few directors were in favor of lifting the ban entirely, while the rest of the directors shook their heads.
"If people who have made mistakes are forgiven so easily, then what's the use of having the police..."
"Yes, these laymen who make movies randomly can make movies casually. Aren't they being laughed at by the big international directors in Europe and the United States?"
"That's right! If you make a mistake, the punishment must be harsher. You can't be released from the ban so easily!"
"Yes, no..."
"I think we should review the works of those directors and investigate their backgrounds. I suspect they are controlled by foreign forces!"
"right."
"I think the director needs to be certified!"
"Yes, it must be investigated clearly, and then reviewed by a specialized agency before taking up the job with a certificate..."
There was noisy sound in the conference room.
Zhou Yang was watching everything from the side.
He put away his smile and narrowed his eyes as he watched the directors express his opinions one by one, and even continued to bring up the fact that directors should hold special director certificates to make movies.
After reading it, he glanced at Wang Shuai.
He saw Wang Shuai sitting next to him, happily lighting up a cigarette and smoking, as if he was watching something exciting.
Then he glanced at Huang Jiacheng again.
Huang Jiacheng was playing with his mobile phone with his head down, as if he was an outsider.
Zhou Yang withdrew his gaze.
After a long silence, he put on his coat amidst the noise, stuffed the chair next to the seat and stood up.
Wang Shuai, who was smoking, looked at Zhou Yang in surprise.
Huang Jiacheng also put down his cell phone and looked at Zhou Yang's abnormal behavior.
"Zhang Ke, I have something to do. I'm going back first. You can continue the meeting."
Zhou Yang showed a naive smile and said this.
The noise stopped completely at this moment.
Everyone was staring at Zhou Yang.
"Director Zhou, what are you..." Zhang Jianguo looked at Zhou Yang with some confusion in his eyes.
"Everyone here is a senior. As a layman, I really can't understand the professional terminology of my seniors. I still have a lot to learn. Moreover, I am impressed by the foresight of the seniors, especially their determination to safeguard Chinese films. I admire you from the bottom of my heart. I am quite self-aware. For a director like me who has never even studied Yan Ying for half a day and became a monk halfway, I feel that if I continue to listen, I will not be qualified to carry a camera..." Zhou Yang continued With a silly smile.
"What do you mean! Zhou Yang, what do you mean by your weird attitude?"
As soon as Zhou Yang finished speaking, William Song, who was sitting behind him and had been holding back for a long time, suddenly stood up and stared at Zhou Yang fiercely.
"Director Song, I don't mean anything. I'm just telling the truth. Where did all this weird energy come from..." Zhou Yang laughed naively from now on: "Can I sit here and even tell the truth and express my deepest thoughts? No way? Are you going to deprive me of my right to speak?"
"Peng!"
As soon as Zhou Yang finished speaking, a sound of banging on the table was heard.
"Zhou Yang! What do you mean by what you said? Do you think we are covering the sky with our hands here to prevent you from speaking? Or are you metaphorizing something?" Zhao Sicheng's face changed drastically and he stood up abruptly.
The atmosphere in the conference room instantly became very cold.
Zhou Yang put away his smile, but he was not timid. Instead, he looked directly at Zhao Sicheng, his expression was neither humble nor arrogant, and his voice was very gentle: "Director Zhao, I found that you particularly like Lenovo... I just want to say something, that is, I want to leave. That's all, it really has no other meaning, and I didn't mean to cover the sky with your hands. You talk about yours, and I go mine. There is no conflict at all. Do I have to stay here to applaud you? , to say that Director Zhao is so amazing, Director Zhao is simply a model for Chinese directors?"
"You, you..." Zhao Sicheng's face was blood red and he was breathing heavily. He never expected that this guy Zhou Yang would choke him like this.
Wang Shuai became more and more surprised when he faced Zhou Yang's expression.
He found that every time he saw Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang seemed different from before.
After Zhou Yang finished speaking, he shrugged and turned around to leave.
At this moment, a figure stood up: "Stop! Do you really think you are a loser? As a director who only knows how to hype, what qualifications do you have to talk nonsense in front of your predecessors? Fortunately, a movie has a box office in the United States, and you can I think you are..."
Before the figure finished speaking, he felt someone tapping his shoulder. He turned his head abruptly and saw a smiling look in his eyes: "Okay, Xiao Song, you've just finished listening. What's next? The content may be a bit deep for you and you don’t understand it, so go out first..."
"Director Huang, please don't, it hurts, it hurts..."
William Song was suddenly held by someone's shoulders. He wanted to resist, but his shoulders were so painful that they were stuck. Then he found that his heels had left the ground and he was lifted out by Huang Jiacheng on the spot.
"Peng"
The door was slammed shut by Huang Jiacheng.
In the conference room.
Zhao Sicheng, Cao Bangguo and others stared at Huang Jiacheng with cold expressions.
"It's really rude for children to interrupt when adults are talking, but it's a lot quieter now..." Huang Jiacheng laughed, then patted Zhou Yang on the shoulder: "Xiao Zhou, Director Zhao is a cultural person, and cultural people like
Think too much, some educated people even have persecution paranoia..."