The weight of "Mineral Bottom" in the company should never be compared to "Warring States".
No matter the investment, the cast, or the director's reputation, nothing can compare to "Warring States."
Put yourself in their shoes and wonder if you were in the position of choosing, would you choose "Warring States" with a brighter future, or would you choose "Mineral" with a bumpy future?
The answer I got was cruel.
If there were no accidents, Zhou Yang himself would choose "Warring States"!
certainly……
Zhou Yang understands all this, but it does not mean that Zhou Yang is not disappointed, nor does it mean that Zhou Yang does not have emotional fluctuations.
In the editing room, he was ignored by the sudden bespectacled man as if he was just an idler. Then, when the bespectacled man said in a arrogant tone that "Mineral Bottom" was a bad movie, Zhou Yang still felt deep in his heart
There was a surge of anger.
That's his hard work...
The hard work of hard work over a long period of time.
But what's the use of being angry?
Only incompetent people will be furious, but truly capable people will not get angry casually over such trivial matters.
He finally suppressed this anger deep in his heart, just breathed a sigh of relief, and then left the editing room silently.
He felt like he was in a thick cocoon.
The surroundings are full of suffocation, depression and darkness...
Loneliness and despair are naturally frequent visitors.
Break out of the cocoon.
It's always a painful thing.
You have to bite, struggle, endure all kinds of pain, dig out with all your strength, and break through everything with all your strength, only then can you have a chance to become a butterfly.
otherwise……
You will just die in the cocoon.
It will never see the light until it decays.
Zhou Yang felt like he was in the process of breaking out of his cocoon.
The moment he walked out of the editing room and the company and was blown away by the wind, the anger deep in Zhou Yang's heart was swept away.
Looking at the white snow and streets in the distance, the tall buildings and all the busy people, Zhou Yang felt that he was a lucky man.
He recalled in his mind that a month ago, when Feng Kai was chatting at the mine, he had talked about the past of some foreign directors...
Zhou Yang was deeply impressed by the past events of one of the directors.
There was a layman who was a truck driver abroad. He suddenly had an idea of becoming a director, so he wrote a script and solicited investment from everywhere to make a movie.
After a few days of soliciting investments and realizing the cruelty of reality, the truck driver made a decision that shocked everyone. He sold his car and his landlord to scrape together the start-up capital for the crew, and then raised it all by himself.
He formed a team, taught himself how to shoot and edit, and made the first truly zombie film in film history.
The name of this director is James Bunt, who later became famous and was known as the King of Horror in Hollywood.
The zombie film was called "Dark Night of the Living Dead". Not only was it nominated for an Oscar that year, it also won the 40th Academy Awards for Best Cinematography, Best Costumes, and Best Film Editing.
It was a legendary experience that shocked the world!
"Me too, let's try it!"
"..."
The snowflakes in the sky are still floating.
Zhou Yang woke up from his memories with a bit of self-encouragement on his face.
Then, he got into a taxi, signed up for a crash course in video editing called "Xinhong", and paid a tuition fee of 1,000 yuan.
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In the office.
An Xiao hung up the phone.
She carefully recalled Zhou Yang's voice on the phone.
Zhou Yang is indeed very studious, so it doesn't seem surprising that he should learn film editing.
Taking two days off is not a problem.
But……
Why can't you learn film editing in a company instead of paying for classes outside?
How professional can the crash editing classes outside be?
Although An Xiao had some doubts in her heart, she didn't take it to heart.
It’s the end of the year now, and the company currently has a lot of work. It not only has to prepare application materials for the Berlin International Film Festival, but also has meetings on various film releases and publicity matters. In addition, there is also the overall year of 2006.
Planning Predictive Analysis…
After being busy in the morning until after 12 noon, An Xiao could finally breathe a little.
After eating the lunch prepared by the assistant, An Xiao heard a knock on the door.
"Come in!"
"Mr. An."
An Xiao saw Wu Zhenhong walking in slightly tiredly holding two pieces of A4 paper, his eyes full of excitement.
"Mr. Wu...thank you for your hard work." An Xiao's eyes flashed with worry when she saw Wu Zhenhong.
He looked haggard...
After all, he is no longer a young man. It is okay for young people to stay up late, but for an elderly person like Wu Zhenhong to stay up late once is equivalent to losing half his life.
"It's not hard work, it's not hard work! I made up the songs "Invisible Wings" and "Girl with Wings". I wanted to talk to Director Zhou, but Director Zhou doesn't seem to be in the company..." Although Wu Zhenhong is very happy
He was haggard, but the expression on his face was very content, especially the little mustache that curled up and down as he spoke, as if he had a lot to say but couldn't find anyone for a while.
"Director Zhou has asked for leave..."
"You asked for leave? What did you do?"
"He seems to have signed up for a class to learn film editing..." An Xiao was very calm at first, but then, as if she thought of something, her voice suddenly stopped.
There seemed to be a trace of astonishment on that beautiful face, and then the astonishment turned into a feeling of coldness.
"What?" Looking at An Xiao, Wu Zhenhong felt a little strange.
"Mr. Wu, let me go to the post-production management department first..." An Xiao lowered her head. When she turned to the editing schedule of "Under the Mine", she suddenly stood up. Her tall and slim figure seemed to be in the sunshine on the window sill.
Full of suppressed and speechless emotions.
"???"
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"This clip needs to be modified..."
"This part, yes, this part is very wrong. It doesn't give people the tension of the camera. What we cut out must first give people a sensory shock. This part needs to be readjusted..."
"There is also the post-processing part, yes, it's the male protagonist's beard..."
"Idiot! How could you cut it like this? The foreigners at the Berlin International Film Festival like to watch conflict the most. If you cut out this detailed conflict, how can you still watch the movie?"
"The plot of the movie is not important. A good movie requires a certain amount of artistic association. It doesn't matter if the audience can't understand it the first time they watch it. We hope to create a memorable point. Those guys from abroad like to watch these the most..."
"Qian Wei, are you stupid for making a third-rate movie like "Under the Mine"? How can you edit it in a documentary style? Are you out of your fucking mind or are you sick?"
"..."
"..."
Editing room.
Xu Xiaoming was firing at Qian Wei and others.
He wears glasses and looks gentle, like a male secretary in front of director Zhou Yilin, but in the post-production department, he is definitely a tyrant.
All kinds of ugly words lingered in the editing room, and they were repeated over and over again.
He was very dissatisfied with the editing results of "Warring States" in the morning. He felt that these people didn't understand art at all and the editing looked like a piece of shit.
Qian Wei, Zhang Lei and others looked unhappy.
But they still endured it and cut the movie seriously according to Xu Xiaoming's requirements.
At this moment, with a creaking sound, the door to the editing room opened.
I don’t know if it was because of the weather or what happened, but everyone felt that the temperature in the entire editing room suddenly dropped several degrees...
"According to the plan, shouldn't "Mine Bottom" be cut here now?"
A very cold voice sounded.
Zhang Lei couldn't help but shiver and subconsciously looked at the door.
He saw a tall and beautiful figure, looking at everyone quietly.
Xu Xiaoming, who was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed and saliva flying around, was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously stood up and showed a flattering smile.
"Mr. An, cough, cough, why are you here? It's like this. Zhou Yilin and Director Zhou were very dissatisfied with the editing of the movie "Warring States", so I thought about asking them to come over and help with the editing.
, after all, this is a film that our company is going to participate in the Berlin International Film Festival, right? We have to be 100% alert..."
"Is it your intention or Director Zhou's to take up the post-processing time of "Under the Mine"?" Under the light, An Xiao crossed her arms and looked at Xu Xiaoming coldly.
"It's the intention of the entire crew..." Xu Xiaoming felt something was wrong, but still smiled.
"Is it your intention or Director Zhou's to occupy the post-processing time of "The Bottom of the Mine"?" An Xiao repeated it again.
"..."
Xu Xiaoming's smile was dull.
Facing An Xiao's direct gaze, he suddenly couldn't raise his head.
The temperature in the entire editing room suddenly became even colder.
Qian Wei was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe...
He shrank subconsciously!
He had never seen An Xiao's eyes look so horrifying.