"Ah? Bai Tian? Why is he looking for me? Because I have more box office than him?"
Zhang Hong felt baffled.
He had never heard of Baitian.
It's like writing a book, but there was no such character at the beginning, and then halfway through writing, I realized that there was no villain, so I just randomly wrote a character and said it was the BOSS.
It's so baffling.
"That's too short-sighted." Wu Dingguo said with a smile, "I know that boy Bai Tian, he is also a proud and arrogant person. If you don't accept it, I will definitely not accept it, but he is just as arrogant as you. Don't worry, kid, he will definitely not."
It’s an off-market move.”
Zhang Hong: "Ah this..."
He's even more worried!
Is he the same as Zhang?
That's serious. He, Zhang Hong, now wants to do some off-market tricks to boost the box office.
But there is no other way, I still have to go if I should.
"Okay, then I'll go there tomorrow?"
Wu Dingguo: "Okay, book the ticket and send me the flight and time. I will send someone to pick you up at the airport tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Hong collapsed on the sofa.
He doesn't have so many random thoughts now.
What about revitalizing China's cultural and entertainment market, leading the development of the cultural and entertainment industry, etc.
He was not interested in anything.
He just wants to make money.
Making money is not the purpose, making money is just a means.
What is the purpose of using the money after making money?
After this week's box office, he also understood.
What a dark, deep and incomplete photo!
What you shoot has meaning!
It's all nonsense!
Just develop it in the direction of entertainment and comedy, and then add some connotations that everyone can understand, and then create something positive that arouses everyone's empathy.
That's enough!
Zhang Hong feels that he has mastered the wealth code of the film industry.
After telling everyone to continue going to the toilet with pay, Zhang Hong decisively followed Lin Muqing back to pack his luggage.
Early the next morning, the two of them boarded a plane to the capital.
As expected of Beijing, even the airport ticket check-in requires passing through two security inspection gates.
On the plane, Zhang Hong thought for a long time but couldn't guess what was going on, so he turned to Lin Muqing and asked, "Have you heard of Bai Tian?"
Miss Lin wore a blindfold on her head. After hearing this, she put down the magazine she was flipping through and replied, "A very powerful director."
Then she talked about this man's life.
Please see the previous chapter for details.
After understanding this, Zhang Hongruo pondered, "Then what do you think he wanted to do by inviting me to dinner? Want to have a fight?"
I, Zhang Huaqiang, am not so easy to bully!
Hei Chang gave him a straight look, "It's impossible no matter how you think about it. President Wu acted as the intermediary to invite you. If Director Bai did this, he would not give President Wu face. Offending you would be a trivial matter.
If you offend President Wu, you will lose more than you gain."
Zhang Hong sneered.
Just looking at Director Bai's resume, if he were twenty years younger, he would be a more perfect entertainment actor than himself.
My debut was in movies, and then I took off for several years.
So why don’t you think about the next step?
He must have been suppressed at home, and then either went to an island country or to Hollywood across the sea.
He knows all these poorly written entertainment routines.
Huh? Could it be that I, Zhang, am the villain?
It can't be possible.
In short, with a relatively happy mood, Zhang Hong and Lin Muqing waited for the person who came to pick them up.
They got into a domestic Jinghuang business car and were taken directly to Dadong.
It seems that we are going to eat roast duck today.
Fortunately it's not Quanjude.
If he goes there, Zhang Hong will doubt the sincerity of the other party.
After being introduced to the private room, there were already two people waiting there.
One is Lao Wu Wu Dingguo.
The other one is Dashuai Bi, who is only two points behind Zhang Hong in appearance.
This middle-aged handsome guy has some subtle wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, his skin is bronzed, his hair is meticulously combed back, his temples are slightly frosted, and he has a mustache on his chin.
He has the feeling of a greasy middle-aged handsome guy.
As soon as this old handsome guy saw Zhang Hong, his eyes lit up. He stood up and came over with a smile on his face to shake hands. He was so enthusiastic:
"Zhang Hong, right? I'm Bai Tianer, Director Wu told you about me, right?"
This uncle was so enthusiastic that he didn't even look at Lin Muqing next to him.
To be honest, Zhang Hong always felt that there was something wrong with these men.
Why are they all so interested in themselves, but not even look at such a beautiful woman?
He was a little scared.
Without leaving a trace, Zhang Hongpi withdrew his hand from Bai Tian's hand and said with a smile: "I checked on the search engine and found that you are my senior."
Bai Tian was stunned and said with a smile: "Brother, you do have the same demeanor as I did when I was young. Unfortunately, my edges have almost been smoothed away, and I don't have such a talent as you."
He knew Zhang Hong's experience.
Let’s just say I’m envious. I’m really envious.
After all, Zhang Hong's experience was something he could only hope for.
Jealousy, not really.
It's true that it's a little sour.
So what he said was "not as talented as you" rather than "not as lucky as you".
Zhang Hong saw it.
This is not the Hongmen Banquet.
Then~~~~~~~
But there is an explanation~~~
He changed his face in an instant, from a cold and artistic man to a company employee who had been beaten by society for countless years:
"Oh, Director Bai, you're so polite. I've always told people that Director Bai is my idol. I can enter this industry because your experience gave me motivation. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today!"
Bai Tian was obviously stunned for a moment.
I guess I have never seen anyone change his face so quickly.
Or maybe I didn’t expect that this kind of guy could actually beat me at the movie box office.
The more I think about it, the angrier I get!
But be patient.
Because he did have something to ask Zhang Hong.
Soon the four of them were seated.
While the food was being served, Wu Dingguo made it clear what his purpose was, "Xiaohong, Tim Bai really has something to do with you. It's related to the movie. You should listen to it first."
He also understands what he means. You don’t have to agree. Let’s see what he says first.
Zhang Hong nodded, put down his chopsticks and waited for Bai Tian to speak.
Bai Tian picked up Moutai and poured a small glass for Zhang Hong and Wu Dingguo respectively. Then he raised the wine to indicate and drank it all in one gulp, and then said:
"Brother, is it okay if I call you that?"
"It's okay, Brother Bai."
This generation must take advantage of it first.
Bai Tian didn't care and continued: "Then what do you think of Hollywood?"
Zhang Hong understood the taste and said, "Brother Bai, do you want to try your luck in Hollywood?"
Sure enough, this guy is the leading actor of entertainment.
The routines are the same.
"I have this idea, but I don't regard it as a holy place." Bai Tian took another sip of wine, grinned for a long time, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he put down his glass and said: "Our country's film and television industry is indeed strong, but due to the joint blockade by Western countries, our influence is limited to Southeast Asia.
So I want to go to Hollywood and see if I can get a fucking vote!"
"Ah..." Zhang Hong raised his eyebrows, "Then what are you planning to film? Dark society? Rural life? Or martial arts, fantasy and fairy tales?"
This matter is clear to him.
Isn't that what directors who went abroad to work in their previous lives did in order to win awards and gain recognition from others?
It's a pity that the days when "Infernal Affairs" and Shaw Brothers movies were copied by Western directors are gone forever.
"That's not possible. What's the difference between being treated like a dog and asking for a bone?" Bai Tian said with a smile, "If you want to make a film, make a Hollywood blockbuster. I want to prove that even if it's a commercial blockbuster, our Chinese directors are no worse than them!"
"
Next to him, Wu Dingguo also took the opportunity to ask: "Xiaohong, what do you think is the popular movie over there?"
Zhang Hong curled his lips and said, "It's just a car, a gun, and a ball game. It's the same as the traditional threesome. At most, there's some racial conflict or something like that, or a war-like movie about rebelling against the government."
"Brother, you have seen clearly, so I found you right." Bai Tian drank another glass.
Zhang Hongqi said: "Could it be that Brother Bai wants to drag me into your crew to go to Hollywood together?"
He doesn't have time.
He is still busy making money for his wife.
Become an assistant director?
Let's not talk about whether it is a profit or a loss. Even if it is a profit, it has nothing to do with him.
And if this whole set of troubles continues, I won’t be able to make any new movies for almost half a year.
He's not going.
"That's what I originally thought, but I changed my mind after the meeting." Bai Tian explained, "In fact, we also invited a director from Columbia. When I was studying at the University of Southern California, he was a buddy of mine in the dormitory.
This time he made a special trip to China to discuss this matter."
Zhang Hong raised his eyebrows: "You mean..."
"Let's all come up with a script and see what people think of it. If possible, go to Hollywood and do something big!"
Zhang Hong: "..."
"Sao Nian!" Bai Tianjiu got drunk and slapped the table, his face full of excitement, "Don't you feel excited?"
Zhang Hong: "..."
What's the matter!
He thought that Brother Bai was a villain who came to his door and slapped him in the face.
It turned out not to be!
As a result, in the end, I still had to get my face in for a beating.
Alas, it seems that I, Zhang, have to show my holiness in front of others again.