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Chapter 31 Not a dream

 During dinner, the three of them had already arrived at the company canteen, chatting with each other and feeling a little uneasy.

Until now, they actually find it a bit incredible.

How did they become recognized as directors?

Until today, directors were just their extravagant hopes.

After Tang Ze arrived, he sat directly opposite the three of them and said familiarly: "It's time to eat, why haven't you used chopsticks yet?"

"Mr. Tang..."

The three of them all shouted respectfully. Tang Ze looked young, but they did not dare to ignore him.

Guo Fan, who has had several years of social experience, took the initiative and said: "I'm waiting for you, I'm sorry to eat first."

The other two people nodded quickly.

Tang Ze smiled: "Don't be so formal. We are considered peers and will become colleagues in the future."

After saying that, we started to eat, and the three of us also carefully accompanied them to eat.

Tang Ze knew that they wanted to know the reason why they were selected, otherwise they would not feel at ease mentally.

He would not put pressure on people for no reason. He chatted while eating:

"Do you believe in fate?"

The three of them were puzzled, what did Zhong Er's breathy opening remarks mean?

They all shook their heads subconsciously.

"Really?" Tang Ze stared into their eyes, "Then what makes you willing to accept my invitation? Most people would just refuse, right?"

The three of them fell silent.

Tangze answered for them: "Because the three of you, no matter what your experience, have been influenced by the profession of directing, which has nothing to do with you, for more than 20 years. Am I right?"

The three of them could not argue, but Guo Fan wanted to use his several years of work experience to deny:

"But I feel that a person may not be affected by only one profession or thing."

"To be honest, anyone who watched Ultraman as a child will be more or less affected by this profession, but we know that he is delusional."

Tang Ze looked at him: "You want to say that the director is just your false dream? I can't deny it, but everyone has the right to dream, and no one knows whether it can be realized."

Tang Ze suddenly glared at the three of them: "Okay, we are all young people. We are talking about reality and life. It is enough to do good things."

"As for why I chose you, it's not that complicated. It has more to do with my own personality."

"Just listen to it and believe it or not."

The three of them were speechless. Why did Mr. Tang's momentum suddenly change? But they listened quietly.

"Before I officially directed, my favorite thing was traveling. I have visited every inch of China."

"While I was traveling, I happened to hear Guo Fan and Wen Yi's opinions on movies, and I also happened to hear Yang Yu's opinions on animation. I thought they were very close to my heart, so I remembered you three.

The appearance of a person."

"Then after I officially became a director, I already planned to make movies for the rest of my life, and it was not limited to movies. I wanted to create China's Disney and influence the world in all aspects of entertainment."

"Of course, to achieve this, I don't plan to fight alone. I want to find some people who share the same goal, so I thought of the three of you. In fact, it's not just the three of you, there are several people who haven't come yet."

"Are you satisfied with what I say?"

The three of them looked at each other, unable to think of such a reason at all. Then Mr. Tang must be too casual.

Just like the old beggar who sells "Tathagata Palm" in "Kung Fu", suddenly he doesn't sell it to you because you have amazing bones, but because he likes you.

As for Tangze's explanation, they actually had no doubts.

They are full of love for movies and animation, and when they are with colleagues and friends, most of the topics they chat about are related to them.

You can't doubt this seemingly unreliable reason and imagine that they may have amazing talents and be favored by Tang Ze, right?

"How did Mr. Tang find us? After all, you only met us once." This time it was Yang Yu who spoke.

Tangze smiled at him, took out three black and white paintings from the drawer and pushed them to them: "My memory is better than the average person. Use the animation you love to evaluate my painting skills."

The three of them were surprised on the spot. The three black and white paintings corresponded to the three of them. They were exactly the same, as if they were taken by a black and white camera.

However, they thought of the information about Mr. Tang on the Internet. He was an all-rounder in movies and could write songs. It seemed that adding a talent for painting was nothing.

The three of them suppressed their apparent surprise and could only silently lament that there are indeed differences between people.

Taking a deep breath, Guo Fan said: "The last question. We don't know anything now, and we can't make any good works. This is what we are worried about. We can't understand why you chose us like this."

Tang Ze shrugged and said, "You said it was me who chose you. Naturally, you also considered your temporary lack of professional knowledge."

"But that doesn't matter. As long as you still retain your love for movies and animation, I will find you the best teachers to learn the theory and provide shooting opportunities for you to practice."

"Practice is the best teacher, which is more important than any theory. Others, such as professional certificates, are secondary."

"To put it bluntly, I actually picked you by chance and then decided to train you. You just need to continue to absorb nutrients and improve yourself."

"So, do you understand now? If you still feel it's not true, you can leave." Tang Ze raised his eyebrows.

The three of them nodded quickly.

Wen Yishi bowed sincerely to Tang Ze: "Anyway, thank you Mr. Tang for choosing me. I will definitely study hard and live up to your cultivation."

"So are we!" Guo Fan and Yang Yu said in unison.

"Okay, those who cultivate and do not cultivate are all young people, and they are not veterans who have worked in the company for several years."

Tang Ze summoned the newly recruited supervisor and said to the three of them:

"If you decide to join, you need to register first. Then my movie will start shooting. You can choose to join the group or go to the film-related training courses prepared for company employees."

"From the time you start your formal training, I will give you a fixed short film script every other month for you to shoot. There are no requirements. Whether you choose to advance or not is up to you."

"But only if my requirements are met, I will give you formal film investment, and the script will be written by the company's dedicated screenwriting team."

"Of course, if you have projects that have been approved or are about to be approved, you can also use company equipment to shoot."

"At the same time, the company does not restrict the filming of films with external investment. As long as you have enough ability to attract investment, the company will also provide you with other support."

Finally, Tang Ze said heart to heart:

"In short, what I need are people who share the same vision. If you are not capable enough, the worst I can do is continue filming by myself. Directing is an art of dreaming, but our lives are not dreams."

Tang Ze patted the shoulders of the three of them and left.

The three of them stood there, not knowing what to say.

After a while, Guo Fancai said, half-crying and half-laughing: "Tell me, did we save someone in our previous life, only to be hit by a pie in this life?"

Yang Yu glanced at him: "It's not just a pie, it's a huge pie. I see tears in your eyes. Tell me, do you want to cry?"

Unexpectedly, there were cries, and Wen Yishi was sobbing:

"Actually, I have been confused. I have always been confused. I really like movies, but I studied at a normal university."

"I wanted to try making short films several times, but I didn't know where to start. I had no money, no equipment, and I didn't understand the theory. But I didn't expect... I didn't expect..."

Guo Fan and Yang Yu patted each other on the back: "We all understand you... we are the same way..."

The supervisor looked at the three grown men, one was sobbing, and the other two had red eyes, which was always a little weird.

In the end, I can only lament that not only is the boss weird, but the director the company is recruiting is also weird.

Well, one is from the radio and television editing and directing department, yes, it’s a little bit involved, but it’s from the normal school.

A law student, but he does graphic design.

The other one is directly studying medicine. It seems that he wants to follow Master Lu's path and abandon medicine to pursue literature.

The supervisor shook his head: "Let's go and see if the contract can be signed. If you can, start training as soon as possible. I want performance."


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