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Chapter 33 Response

After passing through the somewhat solemn gate, Wu Jianye and the senior leader got off the car in front of a Soviet-style red building. What Wu Jianye saw was a slightly dilapidated three-story building with wooden doors.

"This is the main building of Yanjing Film Studio. The film preparation team is already waiting inside. Don't be nervous when you go in. Just tell me what you told me in the car again!" the big leader warned.

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"Thank you, Dean, I know how to do it."

Then Wu Jianye trailed half a step behind the leader and followed him into the main building of the Yanjing Film Studio, which represented one of the domestic film meccas in the 1980s.

The lights in the conference room are a bit dim, and the tables and chairs are not the high-end tables and chairs of later generations, but ordinary wooden tables and chairs, a bit like elementary school desks. There are seven or eight people sitting there, some men and women, some with gray beards.

Wearing old-fashioned eyes and Chinese tunic suits, what makes Wu Jianye more relaxed is that everyone's expressions are not serious, and there is no solemnity like a meeting, but the smell of cigarettes is a bit choking, which makes Wu Jianye, a long-time smoker, a little bit

Can't stand it.

When Wu Jianye walked into the conference room, everyone looked at him. Although they already knew that the script of "Peacock Princess" was written by a student from Yanjing Film Academy, when they saw Wu Jianye's appearance

When I saw it, I was still slightly stunned, a bit too young.

Seeing that he was in his early 20s, everyone subconsciously thought about how he could write such a wonderful story at such a young age.

Someone arranged for the senior leader to sit down with Wu Jianye, and then he saw the senior leader take out a pack of cigarettes from the pocket of his tunic suit, light them leisurely, and then said: "Okay, I've brought them for you.

If you have anything to ask, feel free to ask!"

Yanjing Film Academy and Yan Film Studio belong to two departments. If they are really divided according to the levels within the system, the top leaders are probably higher than them. But again, there are not so many officials in the entertainment industry at this time.

Face article.

"Haha, you are quite confident, you old boy!" Wu Jianye saw that the man who was joking with the leader looked quite young, he must be over sixty years old.

"Whether you are confident or not is not up to you. You are the director of this movie. If you have any questions, you can ask them yourself!" The big boss didn't care.

Director? Judging by his age, if nothing else happens, he should be Director Zhu Jinming, the first director of "The Peacock Princess" in later generations.

"Are you Comrade Xiao Wu? Don't be nervous. We have read your script. It's very good. If the factory prepares to shoot, I will be the director of this film. By the way, my name is Zhu Jinming!" Director Zhu Jinming laughed

He said hehe, without any airs.

Wu Jianye stood up quickly and said, "Hello, Mr. Zhu!"

Zhu Jinming was already a well-known photographer before the founding of the People's Republic of China. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, he shot the documentary "Millions of Troops Going to Jiangnan", which won the first prize for outstanding films from the Chinese Ministry of Culture.

"Haha, sit down, let's just have a normal chat, how old is Xiao Wu?" Director Zhu Jinming still smiled.

"I'm 24 years old!" Wu Jianye replied.

"Sure enough, heroes emerge from youth. When I was 24 years old, I didn't even know what a camera was, but Xiao Wu was able to write such an excellent script!" Director Zhu Jinming sighed.

"I have caught up with the good times. Compared with the masters here, I am nothing at all!" Wu Jianye's words made everyone present look reserved on their faces.

"You don't need to flatter me. I called you here today. I think that old guy should have told you why. The film studio is quite optimistic about it, but you also need to let us know your creative ideas. After all, there are some problems.

We still need to make it clear first." Director Zhu Jinming said.

"Xiao Wu, I see that you are writing a script with a mythological theme. I want to ask you, when you were writing this script, were you thinking about feudal superstition?" An old man looked at it sharply.

Wu saw Ye and asked.

Wu Jianye looked confused, knowing that if he couldn't answer this question well, not only the filming of this movie, but also himself might be prone to accidents.

So he cheered up and said: "Actually, I have been interested in our country's mythological stories since I was a child. For example, "Journey to the West", "The Romance of the Gods" and other novels, I have almost read them to death."

"So Xiao Wu's family is still an intellectual?" the old man continued.

"That's not true. My father and mother are both farmers. It's just that my father once told me that reading can make people understand the truth, so he has been trying to get me to read more books since I was a child." Wu Jianye replied.

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"Your father is an amazing man, he will definitely be proud of your achievements now!" Zhu Jinming sighed.

Others in the conference room also nodded. Most of those who are able to make movies in this era grew up in intellectual families in the past, and have a natural affinity for people who like to read.

"I think he will be proud of me!" Wu Jianye looked a little sad.

Zhu Jinming keenly discovered the meaning of Wu Jianye's words.

"Your father..."

"My father passed away due to some reasons a few years ago!" Wu Jianye's expression became increasingly sad.

One sentence made these people feel a little distracted. A few years ago, a man who liked to let his son study passed away. Why? Do you still need to ask?

At the same time, most of these people came from that era, and they can be said to empathize with any kind of experience. If they had some admiration for Wu Jianye just now, now they already have some love for him, as if they have seen their own children.

The old man who started the topic was not ready to delve into the matter at this time and asked: "Then tell me about your creative concept!"

"Okay!" Wu Jianye nodded, and then said shockingly: "Actually, when I created this script, I didn't treat it as a mythological drama."

Except for the senior leader of the college who was leisurely and contented, everyone else in the conference room was slightly stunned. This movie is clearly about a mythological drama, but now it says it is not a mythological drama. What does this mean?

The big leader looked at the doubtful eyes of these people and smiled slightly in his heart. You can also feel what I was feeling just now.

Wu Jianye did not deliberately wait for anyone to ask, and continued: "This movie is actually a movie that reflects people's lives in the cloak of myth. The princess's home is not in heaven but on earth. Her love with the prince, their relationship with each other,

The love of life and the pursuit of happiness, the persecution they suffered from superstition and conspiracy, are all living life. The antagonistic conflict between beauty and ugliness, truth, hypocrisy and evil should run through the whole film."

At this point, Wu Jianye has already raised his voice, "So, what I pursue is not just myth for myth's sake, but to integrate myth into life and combine the two. For this reason, I hope that stunt music can be combined with

The characters of the plot blend together and serve the entire film.”

After listening to Wu Jianye's narration, everyone nodded again and again, thinking that Wu Jianye's idea was very good. Zhu Jinming also liked Wu Jianye more and more, so his expectations for him were a little high.

"You just talked about the stunts. I think you should be aware of the stunts involved in this movie. Have you thought of a way to solve them?"

The big leader who had been leisurely and contented just now was stunned. This was not a problem that Wu Jianye wanted to solve...


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