Chapter 361 The signature surrounding sells sky-high prices!
July 20th.
"Mr. Zhou... it may be much later than the scheduled release time. It may be released on August 1st..."
"It's okay, take your time."
"Oh, Mr. Zhou, can you delete these things?"
"Just keep it as much as you can."
"Oh, what about these things?"
"Keep it if you can."
"..."
In the editing room.
The staff headed by Li Qiang sat in front of the computer with a headache looking at the messy materials from the "Infernal Affairs" movie.
"Infernal Affairs", which was originally scheduled to premiere, is still undergoing intense post-processing.
There was too much material to shoot, and every shot was carefully crafted over and over again. It was completely impossible to present all these things in one and a half hours, unless the time was extended.
But if you want to delete these materials...
Not only were the staff in trouble, but Zhou Yang himself also fell into difficulty in choosing and was tortured to the point of ecstasy.
but……
Since getting over the cold, Zhou Yang found that his attitude towards things began to gradually change...
I will be very serious about my work as before, but I won't be too pushy, and I won't be too obsessed with it, as paranoid as a morbid lunatic.
Although some plots were edited in one morning, the progress was still very slow.
Maybe it's true what Li Qiang said, maybe it really won't be released until August.
After lunch, Zhou Yang took a nap in bed for a while, and was about to return to the editing room to continue editing "Infernal Affairs" when he saw Xu Mei walking in with some information.
I don't know if it's an illusion.
When he met his agent Xu Mei today, Zhou Yang always felt that there was a sense of fanaticism in Xu Mei's eyes, like a burning flame.
Xu Mei was also very passionate when reporting work to Zhou Yang, as if she was a soldier about to go into battle, and every word was sonorous and powerful.
Zhou Yang listened to Xu Mei's report and suddenly felt that Xu Mei was a little strange.
He and Xu Mei!
It’s only been a day since we last met, right?
"Boss... the peripherals of "That Year That Rabbit" will be officially put on sale tomorrow. One hundred signatures may not be enough, and it is a bit stingy. I think we need to appropriately give back to the fans' expectations..."
"Then how many do you think is appropriate?"
"How about... ten thousand copies?" Xu Mei blurted out.
"What!" After hearing this number, Zhou Yang almost drew it.
Ten thousand!
Even if I sign the word "Zhou Yang", my hand will cramp when I sign, okay?
"One thousand, one thousand... or five hundred, after all, things are rare and valuable..." Xu Mei realized that she had said the wrong thing and quickly changed her words.
"Um……"
"Mr. Zhou, would you like to sign now?"
"Now?"
"Yes, many people are waiting eagerly. Mr. Zhou, how about you work harder?" Xu Mei seemed to be a little anxious. After seeing Zhou Yang's agreement, she immediately took out a stack of Zhou Yang's photos.
"Um, okay."
After Zhou Yang looked at Xu Mei's expression, he nodded and began to sign slowly.
As he signed, Zhou Yang always felt that something was wrong. When he looked up at Xu Mei again, he saw that the fire in Xu Mei's eyes seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.
"Sister Mei, are you okay?"
"fine……"
"I feel like you're acting a little weird today, like... if you're really tired, why don't you take a break?"
It was as if he had been brainwashed by something, but he never said it out loud.
"Mr. Zhou, I'm not tired. It's my honor to serve you. How can I be tired?" Xu Mei shook her head quickly.
Although I tried to appear calm, my heartbeat kept accelerating, as if the blood in my veins was boiling...
Then he thought for a while, as if he had thought of something, and then looked at Zhou Yang: "How about signing two hundred sheets first?"
……………………
Filming of "Night Walker" has been completed.
Django held a rather lavish wedding banquet at the Island Hotel.
Almost all the well-known paparazzi media from Hong Kong Island and mainland China were invited.
The release of a movie naturally has to create momentum, especially "Night Walker", which has an investment of close to 300 million and is an ambitious work involving powerful actors from both sides of the mainland. It is definitely going to create a big wave of momentum.
And building momentum...
These well-known media figures are definitely an indispensable part.
During the banquet.
There was a lot of people drinking and drinking, and it was very lively.
Sitting on the main seat, Django drank one glass after another amidst waves of flattery and boasting, and then drunkenly stared at the bright lights in the distance with squinted eyes, feeling endless pride in his heart.
I come!
I see!
I conquer!
He is very satisfied with "Night Walker".
From the script to the actors to the last shot, especially after watching the unedited samples, he even felt that this movie was comparable to the previous "Overlord".
Shine brilliantly.
Under the influence of alcohol, he felt a hallucination before his eyes, as if he had entered a different world.
In that world...
Cannes Palme d'Or!
Berlin Golden Bear!
Venice Golden Lion Award!
Awards that were once very far away, but are now very close, lingered in front of his eyes over and over again in his heart, from being blurry at the beginning to gradually becoming clearer and clearer.
Even vaguely, he seemed to be standing on the highest stage, overlooking all the living beings below...
Envy, jealousy, praise, longing, fanaticism...
Countless eyes stared at him.
There was even a figure among them that he hated very much. That figure looked at him reluctantly, with frustration on his face, but he had to applaud.
Jiang Ge was extremely happy, but he walked on stage calmly, received the highest award, and looked down at the figure that disgusted him.
He raised his foot as if he could step on it.
I am the real protagonist!
I'm the!
You are just a supporting role, a supporting role cheering for me, nothing more!
"Director Jiang..."
"Director Jiang?"
"Director Jiang..."
Django comes out of his trance.
The originally lively hall became extremely quiet at this moment.
Countless eyes looked at him, and in front of him, a reporter from "Oriental Entertainment" stood in front of him with a microphone.
"What's wrong?"
"Director Jiang, I heard that Director Zhou's "Infernal Affairs" was originally scheduled to be released in mid-July, but now it is suddenly released by movie fans. What do you think about this?"
"I am not sure……"
"Then do you think who will have a higher box office if "Infernal Affairs" and "Night Walker" are released together?"
"Sorry! The opponent of "Night Walker" has never been "Infernal Affairs"..."
"Can you tell me why? Do you think "Infernal Affairs" is not comparable to "Night Walker"?"
Jiang Ge did not directly answer the reporter's words, but just smiled on his face. Then he looked at the sky outside the window, paused for a moment, and narrowed his eyes among countless pairs of eyes: ""Night Walker" is not about following anyone.
The meaning of human comparison, after all, our goal is 700 million!"
The hallucination just now caused Jiang Ge to inevitably swell. Coupled with the inevitable swelling and the gradually increasing alcohol, Jiang Ge began to be unable to suppress the thoughts in his heart.
When everyone in the audience saw Jiang Ge suddenly say these words, they were instantly in an uproar.
"You mean, 700 million? Like "The Sevier", will it become a milestone in the history of Chinese film?"
"right!"
The shocked eyes made Jiang Ge extremely happy.
Wandering in these gazes, Jiang Ge's heart was filled with pride.
Conventional hype means nothing for "The Departed."
In this era where traffic is king, he must raise the topic of the movie to the extreme and create a big stunt that shocks the entire industry.
not only……
As alcohol gradually took over, the half-sane, half-drunk Django began to make bold statements in front of the media.
He talked about Berlin, Cannes, Venice...
Countless reporters surrounded him, going crazy to the extreme.
He became more and more excited as he was surrounded, and even later, the alcohol finally swallowed up his reason, and he didn't even know what to say.
He only remembered that he was carefully carried to the hotel by his assistant.
Vaguely, the agent chatted with him for a few words.
"This time the hype was very successful and attracted a lot of attention. It will definitely be the headlines of major media tomorrow!"
"The popularity is rising, and it has overshadowed "Sevier" and "Pandaman". Even the upcoming "Pearl Harbor" has been overshadowed by our popularity..."
After the chat, the agent seemed to be looking at the computer, and then his words became extremely excited.
In his excitement, Jiang Ge's eyelids became heavier and heavier.
He closed his eyes and had a dream.
I dreamed that I was walking down from the awards stage and saw Zhou Yang's desperate eyes.
"You took everything from me!"
"Why do you want to take everything away from me!"
"Why!"
He saw Zhou Yang roaring, and then he squatted on the ground covering his face and crying as if his spirit had collapsed.
Django feels great!
All the cells in the body are beating happily.
He took a few steps forward, then kicked Zhou Yang to the ground and stomped on his face.
Seeing Zhou Yang's angry look, he burst out laughing, and then walked away, feeling more relaxed than winning a grand prize.
When Django woke up from his dream, it was already the evening of the next day.
There was still a smile on his face, and he climbed out of bed refreshed.
At this moment, he could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart, and he couldn't wait for "Night Walker" to be released immediately!
He has been depressed for too long.
In this mood, in this state, he turned on the computer and couldn't wait to see his "Night Walker" slaying gods and demons on the Internet...
However, when he boarded the computer and saw that the content on Weibo's headlines was not "Night Walker", let alone his "700 million" ambition at the wine table, he was stunned.
Then...
He glanced down at the news.
[Zhou Yang’s first signed No. 001 merchandise sold for a whopping one million yuan! 】
"Fuck! What kind of fucking news is this?"
Jiang Ge felt like his head was spinning, and he felt like he was holding a breath in his throat, unable to breathe out.