The huge wave that Zhao Sicheng set off on the Internet did not last long before it was completely suppressed.
You can’t even search for the words “Zhao Sicheng” on Weibo.
Zhou Yang naturally saw the news.
After seeing the news, except for a little emotion, his mood did not change much.
Some people come back, some people leave...
This is normal.
Time passes day by day.
February 21st came in a blink of an eye.
After the beginning of spring, the land of China did not get much warmer. On the 30th of the New Year, it actually snowed.
There is snow outside the window.
Although the air conditioner in the room was warm, Zhou Yang shivered involuntarily.
The movie "Jinyiwei" is officially scheduled to be released on March 1st...
Although the Chinese Directors Association doesn't like Feng Kai very much, since what happened with Zhao Sicheng, many directors seem to be less prominent than before. At least Zhou Yang can't see any "Jinyiwei" being suppressed.
Mark of.
The film schedule is normal. Although it coincides with Django's "Immortal", it misses the Hollywood blockbusters. The film schedule is also normal. Although Django's "Immortal" is slightly earlier, "The Guardian"
The time is basically at normal time.
"Ding!"
The company account received the first disbursement of "Saw" in the United States.
After seeing the division of accounts, Zhou Yang was not surprised, but felt a little confused.
"Saw" has officially been released in the United States with a box office of 90 million US dollars.
The old American sucked the blood of "Saw" quite hard.
After excluding 55% of the theatrical distribution, only 40.5 million US dollars are left from the 90 million box office.
And the division of these 40 million US dollars had to be severely cut by the US tax bureau, nearly half of which was cut off. Zhou Yang's SKY company could have been exempted from part of the tax, but because this project was declared as
Zhou Yang applied for filming in his own name, and he did not have a company under his name at that time, so he did not enjoy tax benefits, and he was not an American, so he did not enjoy tax exemptions and other regulations...
In short, the American tax system deducts half of your tax, which is simply blood-sucking!
After the slaughter, do you think the money is all yours?
No!
The distribution company Warner will take a cut of the commission. After Warner takes a cut of the cut, the old American film unions will also come and take some of the cut when the movie is released. It is known as "movie market protection".
"Institutional collection fee". After the Directors Guild took the income, some film-related departments came over to do a sweep...
After these things were taken away from the film, plus zero total expenses, the actors' share, and part of the fine, in the end Zhou Yang, the project initiator, received only US$7 million.
Yes, you read that right!
A movie with a box office of 90 million U.S. dollars, but it was messed up with all kinds of things and could not get even 10% of it!
"Mr. Zhou Yang, these are your first movies in Hollywood. There are many things you can't do at all, but that won't be the case in your second movie. At least it can be doubled!"
Christian called specifically to comfort Zhou Yang.
There was some disbelief in Zhou Yang's heart, and there was also a slight feeling of disparity. He had heard before that many departments in the United States were vampires, but now he really realized it.
However, when he thought that this was his first income from "Saw", Zhou Yang's complicated emotions no longer fluctuated so much.
The film with zero investment eventually earned US$7 million, which is not bad!
In the office.
Zhou Yang no longer thought about "Saw", but looked out the window.
It's five o'clock in the afternoon now.
Outside the window, heavy snow fell.
After watching the snow for a while, Zhou Yang left the office and suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill...
Today is New Year's Eve.
Mr. Wu Zhenhong went to Taiwan to celebrate the New Year, and his assistant Zhou Xi also went with him.
Song Qianqian and Jiang Shushu were nervously waiting to go on stage at the Spring Festival Gala. In addition, Queen Zhong Yanhong would also come to the Spring Festival Gala. As the company's general agent and second boss, Sister Jing was naturally busy at the Spring Festival Gala.
The company's contracted artists Zhao Zhen, Chen Shuangbao and others also took leave to go home for the New Year. They have been busy for almost a year and have made a lot of money. It is just the time when they are about to show off in front of their relatives.
The huge Huaxing felt inexplicably deserted. Except for the little girl at the front desk who was boredly playing mobile games to pass the time on duty, the entire company was empty.
Zhou Yang walked out of Huaxing, not dressed up as usual. The reporters who used to be bustling around Huaxing now only have a few...
All the other reporters went to the Spring Festival Gala.
Although Zhou Yang's popularity on the Internet is scary, no matter how scary it is, it's not as scary as the popularity of this year's Spring Festival Gala.
Zhou Yang greeted them, took out the red envelopes he prepared in advance, gave one to each reporter, and left.
The reporters were very enthusiastic about Zhou Yang, but they did not stalk him. After saying Happy New Year, they dispersed.
After leaving the company and walking back to the alley, Zhou Yang heard the noise next door.
Amidst the snowflakes in the sky, through the clear and hazy glass, Zhou Yang saw a group of people gathered around the table eating New Year's Eve dinner, amidst the laughter and play of children...
The snow is getting heavier and heavier.
Zhou Yang was in the snow and could barely see the road in the distance.
After walking through the alley, putting on his mask and hat, Zhou Yang bought some vegetables and some glutinous rice balls. After buying them, he returned to the rental house.
He did not cook immediately, but turned on the TV and turned the sound to the maximum, then walked into the kitchen and started cooking seriously.
Two hours later, Zhou Yang cooked a table full of dishes.
When he sat back on the table, Zhou Yang stared blankly at the table of sumptuous meals and suddenly realized that he had no appetite.
Various blessing advertisements were playing on the TV. Zhou Yang changed the channel and listened to the cheerful sounds of sketch actors playing and playing on the TV.
For some reason, Zhou Yang suddenly felt indescribably empty.
He picked up the turned off mobile phone and turned it on.
"Dududu!"
"Dududu!"
The phone rang with text messages, and messages such as "Happy New Year's Eve", "Happy New Year's Eve" and "Wish Director Zhou will become more and more handsome" were constantly bombarding Zhou Yang's phone.
Zhou Yang responded to these text messages one by one, whether he knew them or not.
After returning home, he felt that the empty feeling seemed to be better. He finally had some appetite and started to eat the almost cold New Year's Eve dinner.
After taking two bites, I felt that the lights at home were too bright, so I simply turned off the headlight in the living room.
After turning off the lights, the noisy firecrackers made Zhou Yang very uncomfortable, especially the lights outside the window. Even if he turned the TV up to the loudest, he still felt inexplicably irritated.
Under the bright and dim light of firecrackers, he paced back and forth in the room, wanting to go to the company to handle work, but found that there was no work waiting for him to handle...
On New Year's Eve last year.
He hid in the house, reading the script of "The Crow", revising and studying at the same time. Being busy made him feel nothing special, but today, on New Year's Eve, that indescribable feeling became even stronger...
He couldn't eat, but he couldn't bear to waste the delicious food on the table. He wanted to learn something, but found that whether it was because of the firecrackers or something else, he couldn't calm down at all.
He stared blankly at the ceiling.
"Why!"
He suddenly sighed uncontrollably.
"Dongdongdong!"
At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the house.
Zhou Yang walked out and opened the door.
An Xiao, wearing a black woolen coat, a Chinese red hat and a scarf, was standing at the door. It was snowing heavily outside, and there were a lot of snowflakes on her clothes and hat. She jumped on the spot twice and stood in the snow.
The snowflakes on the boots were shaken off.
Different from the usual serious ice beauty, An Xiao at this time is actually a bit playful and cute.
"An, Mr. An!"
I don't know whether it was surprise or some other reason, but Zhou Yang stuttered for a while.
"Why is it so dark in the room?" An Xiao rubbed her hands to exhale and looked inside and asked.
"I just wanted to take a nap..."
"oh."
An Xiao responded and did not continue speaking.
Zhou Yang recovered from the shock, immediately invited An Xiao in and turned on the light.
An Xiao silently looked at the tidy rental house, then heard a very loud TV sound and saw a table of almost untouched meals.
She came in and sat on the chair opposite.
"Is there any food left?"
"Yes, yes, Mr. An, haven't you eaten?"
"I just came back from get off work and I just wanted to talk to you about something. I was planning to call you in advance, but your phone was turned off and I sent you a text message. The reply to your text message was "Happy New Year's Eve". You probably didn't read it. What's the content of the text message?" An Xiao shook her head, put her coat on the hanger, bent down and sat elegantly on the chair again, and looked at Zhou Yang who was going to serve the meal.
"Cough, cough... people are a little lost." Zhou Yang smiled awkwardly. He was lost in the lake just now. He replied when he saw the text message. After replying more, it gradually turned into "Happy New Year's Eve".
"Oh, you've been working hard these days." An Xiao took the meal from Zhou Yang and said calmly.
"It's okay! It's just that many things are not professional and they are all in the learning stage..."
Zhou Yang sat down and started eating the remaining rice.
The food that I originally thought was unappetizing seemed to have a little more flavor at this moment.
I don't know if it was because time has changed or if the relationship between the two parties has changed, but the two of them didn't talk about anything else.
Zhou Yang wanted to say something to An Xiao, but after searching his head, he didn't know what to say or what topic to find to break the dull atmosphere.
An Xiao, on the other hand, returned to her cold demeanor and ate seriously.
This state lasted for several minutes...
The knock on the door rang again.
Zhou Yang opened the door.
Then...
"surprise!"
"I knew you were eating New Year's Eve dinner alone..."
"How are you? Are you feeling lonely? Do you feel sad when you see other people celebrating the New Year and getting their families together?"
"whee!"
"Sister, I have finished the work at hand. I didn't even go to the Spring Festival Gala, so I came to see you immediately. Don't be stunned. Please help me mention it. These are firecrackers, and some are high-end goods from abroad. They are expensive.
!”
"After watching the Spring Festival Gala later, I will take you to set off firecrackers!"
Zhou Yang saw Song Yiyi struggling to put down a large bag of firecrackers and appeared at the door with a smile. Then he looked into the room, his face was stunned, and then he laughed again: "Hey, Mr. An is here too? Just in time.
I didn’t eat either…”
"Ah? The meal has just been served..." Zhou Yang was stunned for a moment and then said what was in his heart.