Every director had a warm smile on his face. Under the flashing lights, Zhao Sicheng seemed to see his name being recorded in the history of Chinese directors!
His own deeds are recorded in the heavy milestones...
Like a ray of light in the darkness, guiding future generations on the way forward!
"Director Zhao, come and respect you! Here's to a new chapter and a new era of Chinese cinema!"
"Ha ha!"
While they were drinking wine, Zhao Sicheng pretended to be humble, then picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
Zhao Sicheng laughed heartily amidst waves of applause.
The directors of the younger generation were very attentive. Not only did they keep pouring wine for him, but they also made him feel very happy with all kinds of complimentary voices. The feeling of elation seemed to surge to the sky.
The only regret is...
Shen Changwei, Wang Shuai and others did not come.
Although these people all belong to the faction of the Chinese Directors Association, they seldom communicate with them on weekdays. They make their own movies, and the two sides are not in conflict with each other.
Although it is a bit regretful, it is not harmful.
After the wine was almost gone, some media who had a good relationship with them came in and conducted a short interview with him.
There are no blind young people asking random questions.
The content of today's interview is all about the journey of "Fatal Danger" in Hollywood, all kinds of hardships, and finally made a breakthrough in Hollywood, and finally became a bright light in the darkness of Chinese directors.
During the interview, Zhao Sicheng answered the reporters' questions cheerfully at first. As he answered, Zhao Sicheng's eye circles began to turn red. He revealed in his words how difficult it was for him to be in Hollywood and how Chinese directors were treated there. Harsh...
What was originally a very exciting content began to take on a heavy flavor.
"Without seniors like Director Zhao pioneering the frontiers, life for our Chinese directors overseas would only be more difficult. Director Zhao has let the American film industry know that we Chinese directors can also take on leading roles..." one of the young people said When the director saw the camera turned towards him, his eye circles turned red. He looked at Zhao Sicheng with admiration and excitement.
Under the lens, Zhao Sicheng seems to be a great Chinese director who is a leader in Hollywood, and he is also a great international director.
When Zhao Sicheng revealed a little between the lines that his "Fatal Crisis" will be submitted for Oscars in March this year, the entire scene was in an uproar, and endless applause sounded again.
After the interview, many young directors gathered around Zhao Sicheng. They asked about Director Zhao's shooting experience and expressed their desire to establish a network with the eight major Hollywood film companies.
Zhao Sicheng laughed loudly, took out his mobile phone on the spot and made an international long-distance call to Tom from Fox.
Although no one answered the phone, Zhao Sicheng took out his mobile phone and looked very enthusiastic, which made the young directors admire him completely.
Jiang Ge picked up the wine glass even more excitedly and drank several sips under a burst of applause.
Everyone is immersed in the joy of victory.
"That director named Zhou Yang can only jump around in meetings. Look at him now, he doesn't even dare to fart..."
"Haha, that's for sure. As long as he has some confidence and dares to chat, look at him, there is no movement on the Internet at all. Isn't someone like Wang Jing helping him? Why doesn't he dare to say anything?"
"I am definitely cowardly. I know that my "Saw" will not be released in China, and I don't dare to confront director Zhao directly, so I can only settle the matter like this, and at most do some small and painless tricks behind my back!"
"There are people like this everywhere, and they still support the lifting of bans on those directors. What a waste of support!"
"If I were at the scene, I would give that kid some color on the spot!"
"..."
The young directors were chatting away.
Zhao Sicheng looked at the chat content with a smile, laughed out loud, and then waved his hand, indicating that the matter was almost over and that he should be let go.
Then there was a burst of voices such as "Director Zhao is too tolerant, how come this person can't understand Director Zhao's good intentions at all?" and the like subsided.
After the young people finished chatting, the directors of the older generation began to lament at the wine table, lamenting how difficult it was in the past, lamenting the serious situation in the Chinese film industry, and lamenting that the banned directors were just butts.
The crooked traitor even lamented that the relevant departments are really going back more and more, and they can't understand the current situation at all...
After waves of instigation, Zhao Sicheng even wanted to wait until he sobered up tomorrow to go to the relevant departments to report to Director Li Fu and Li, and he was determined not to allow the "lifting of the ban" to be carried out.
The celebration party lasted from seven o'clock in the evening to one o'clock in the morning.
The directors stood up after a while of still feeling unfinished.
Just as he was about to leave the room, Zhao Sicheng heard the phone ring. It was his assistant Xiao Su.
"Hey, Xiao Su is here to report the box office." He laughed loudly and pressed the hands-free button without hesitation.
"Director Zhao! Is there anyone around?"
"Haha, it's okay. If you have anything to say, just say it. Has the box office been released?"
"yes!"
"Haha, tell me, how much?"
"Is there anyone around?" Xiao Su asked again on the phone.
"Why are you so secretive about the box office? When did you become so verbose? Tell me!"
"Today's box office is only 10 million..."
"What? Haha, Xiao Su is still joking at this time? Is it the box office in Hollywood?" Maybe he was immersed in the swelling at the wine table, or maybe the wine was getting stronger and started to hit his mind. Zhao Sicheng's emotions
Always very optimistic, he laughed heartily, and then looked at the directors who were also smiling and felt that they were more respectable.
"..." There was silence on the other end of the phone.
"Xiao Su? No signal?" After hearing a moment of silence, he asked again.
"The Chinese box office is only 10 million, and the Hollywood box office has not been calculated yet. It may take a while..." Xiao Su finally said this on the other end of the phone.
"What!" When he heard the news and confirmed it repeatedly, the smile on Zhao Sicheng's face disappeared instantly: "Aren't all the three-day pre-sale tickets full?"
Then, his eyes widened and he began to be in disbelief.
"The pre-sale tickets are indeed full, but many movie fans have begun to refund their tickets..." There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then he finally said this.
Surprise, disbelief, shock and finally like being struck by lightning.
In these short few seconds, Zhao Sicheng's heart was filled with emotions, and the indescribable feeling of a huge drop from a high place stimulated his soul.
The directors who were smiling all around them all stopped smiling. Seeing that something was wrong, a few young people immediately pretended not to hear and went to the toilet together.
Several veteran directors also took out their mobile phones...
Zhao Sicheng was completely sober.
With a flushed face, he pressed the hands-free button on his cell phone, and then he took a deep breath: "Check to see who is messing with me. Is it Wang Jing who is behind it?"
Xiao Su on the phone seemed not to know what to say and did not respond to Zhao Sicheng's words.
Zhao Sicheng hung up the phone.
Before he put down his phone, his phone rang again. This call came from Hollywood.
"Tom?" Zhao Sicheng answered the phone immediately.
"Today's box office is only three million U.S. dollars?" Zhao Sicheng's eyes widened, and then he took a deep breath: "The global box office of "Fatal Crisis" should be able to exceed 100 million U.S. dollars! The box office in China won't be too bad! It's just that I encountered a little problem, someone was messing with me behind my back!"
Hang up the phone.
Zhao Sicheng's clenched fists were shaking constantly.
When he saw the young people coming back, he had a smile on his face. After saying hello to all the directors, he immediately got in the car.
In the car, he kept asking people to investigate who was behind his back. Zhou Yang's figure appeared in his mind. He gritted his teeth and looked fiercely, wishing to tear Zhou Yang into pieces.
Two hours later.
He returned to his residence.
The results of the investigation came out quickly.
After seeing the investigation results, he looked gloomy!
"What's going on with you! Internet public opinion, how do you control public opinion..."
"These must be trolls, invited by the enemy company to slander us!"
"Check, check again!"
"There must be someone behind the scenes, and if I find out, I won't let him go!"
"Yes, focus on Zhou Yang's side!"
Xiao Su was kicked out of the room by him.
Breathing heavily, he looked at each piece of information, and then looked at the public opinion on the Internet.
He is even more gloomy!
He felt that the public relations team behind Xiao Su, including Xing Hui, were just eating shit!
……………………
"As much as I expected "Fatal Crisis", I was so disappointed!"
"I walked into the screening room with excitement. What did you show me in one hour and forty minutes?"
"This bitch's butt is crooked, right? In the play, we Chinese people are not only so ugly, but all of us have squinty eyes, and we are all bad people who are so bad that they ooze pus, and are perverted..."
"What is Fu Manchu? Doesn't this dog director not understand?"
"Damn it! This is the humiliation of the West to us!"
"I worship foreigners and favor foreigners, and for the sake of box office, I simply don't even have the dignity to do so..."
"Delete the post, you delete it and I post it again, you block my account, I registered it and keep posting it, you idiot!"
"..."
The morning of January 14th.
One night!
Major film and television forums, major websites, and major social platforms are full of all kinds of criticism of "Fatal Danger".
one day ago!
Many movie fans are looking forward to the movie "Fatal Crisis" very much.
This is the first film by a great Chinese director in Hollywood, and it is also a work to promote traditional Chinese culture. They feel that this film must be supported.
The pre-sale tickets were sold out instantly, and it was hard to get a ticket at one time. Many scalpers made a fortune during the premiere of "Fatal Crisis".
However……
When everyone walked into the cinema excitedly and saw the plot of "Fatal Crisis", they felt a very strong sense of discomfort.
They never dreamed that the so-called promotion of traditional Chinese culture was just a cover.
In the movie, the protagonist uses Taekwondo to beat the villains of Chinese martial arts to a pulp...
In the movie, all Chinese people squint their eyes, and the plot is all about kneeling down and licking the West...
In the movie, all the Chinese villains are like a group of clowns, showing their ugliness in various ridiculous ways. At the same time, there are also dilapidated Chinese villages, dilapidated, dirty, and even worse than "Saw".
Disgusting images impact everyone's hearts over and over again...
this moment!
The anger of movie fans was like a flame, completely ignited.