"Who is the Singing Husky? PS: The third question"
"You thought he could only write songs, the short film entered the Venice Horizon section"
"Music talent creates a side job again, is his talent a little off or full?"
"NetEase and the singing husky face to face, I am actually a singer, the director is just playing tricks"
"What's the charm of a Venice-nominated film made for 60,000 yuan?"
"Microfilm that was almost buried after being personally invited by the judges"
"..."
Xiao Bao is so happy that news about him has flooded the screen. Even the news that "The Tuner" was shortlisted for Venice directly occupied the top spot of Weibo's hot searches, beating director Ang Lee.
Of course, it's not because he is better than others, it's just that Ang Lee was shortlisted. It makes sense that he was shortlisted, but it was unexpected.
Just like when a seeded athlete wins a medal in the Olympics, everyone thinks it's normal. When an athlete they've never heard of suddenly rises up, they're naturally twice as happy.
But my brother is just happy.
If you open any website, you will see relevant news and all kinds of praise, as if it has won a grand prize and is a new hope for domestic films.
Just talking about so many awesome songs, the influence is completely inferior to the shortlisted short films.
Beep beep, there was a knock on the door.
"Please come in." Xiaobao looked up and it was Liu Minghua.
"It's a big deal." He sat down and poured himself a glass of water.
"I'm watching it too, but it's a pity that our business hasn't started yet, otherwise we would definitely make a lot of money." Xiaobao pointed at the screen, feeling very regretful.
"I've received countless invitations here." As a personal assistant, Liu Minghua makes the most calls: "TV stations, newspapers, websites, and various programs all want you to show your face when you go out. Why don't you just take advantage of this to gain favor?"
It’s so explosive, let’s forget about the reveal?”
"I've considered it, but it's too high-profile. Director Ang Lee was shortlisted for the Golden Lion, so it's not that lively. We're just a horizon, and we may not win the award, so we're afraid of the backlash." Xiaobao said in a deep voice.
"Well, that makes sense. Let's wait and see. Anyway, the current situation is good." Liu Minghua just mentioned: "Then a more magical invitation came."
"What?"
"Someone asked you to make a movie." He raised the document in his hand: "Thirty million investment, there is a script, and you are asked to be the director."
"Hahahaha! No way, no way, no one really thinks I can make movies." Xiaobao laughed, feeling indescribably proud.
"That's true, and it's normal. "The Tuner" has been played more than 100 million times on station B. It's normal for some people to want to take a gamble because of your shortlisted name. There's no guaranteed profit from making a movie.
With so many new films released every year, only a few can make money.
You are in the midst of a boom here, with songs and movies blooming, but there are still fans who go to the cinema for the reputation. People take risks. Success is called discernment, and failure does not necessarily lead to failure."
"You are very knowledgeable." Xiaobao admitted that what he said made sense: "What's the name of the script?"
""The Story She and I Have to Tell"."
"Ah?****?" Xiaobao was surprised.
"Thriller." Liu Mingyang also couldn't laugh or cry. What's the name? It's misleading: "Do you want to read the script?"
"Don't look at it, refuse."
Feathers are hard-won and need to be cherished. Qin Xiaobao doesn't want to be notorious like that Bi Zhifei.
Even if he can film in the future, he will probably still follow the method of shooting micro-movies. The scripts and shots will all be written and decided by him. As for the rest, forget it.
The important thing is that people have self-awareness and there are shortcuts. There is no need to increase the difficulty and challenge yourself. If you mess up, you will have to bear the consequences.
Liu Minghua felt a little regretful. The reward was one million.
However, he also understands that what the boss needs now is excellent works and accumulation of popularity. Taking the job hastily is tantamount to wasting a lot of money and is not advisable.
"By the way, where is Mr. Xiang?" Xiaobao didn't hesitate too much. Since he decided not to do it, he ignored it and never procrastinated.
"Oh, he said that he could guess that you would be arrogant today, not wanting to see me, and not coming to the company."
Qin Xiaobao smacked his lips, "Well, no one even said it even if he wanted to show off. It's a pity."
"What should I do with the TV station's invitation?"
"Okay, I have no time, I have to go to Xiangjiang tomorrow." Xiaobao leaned on the back of the chair and stretched his sore neck: "But don't waste the opportunity. Let's see if other people in the company can participate.
Go, we need exposure and popularity now, but you have to be careful what you say."
He came to the company by himself, fully armed, and there were many reporters watching him downstairs.
"Don't worry, I will arrange it." Liu Minghua nodded: "There is one more thing, you have to make up your mind. People from the three major platforms have called. They are already in Shanghai and want to have an interview."
"Oh, it's pretty fast." Xiaobao was not surprised. If it were him, he would probably take action: "What's your attitude like?"
"It's quite good. The person here is the head of the public relations department. He is very nice and sincere. He just wants to meet you once."
Qin Xiaobao pondered for a while: "Do you think I should see you?"
"No." Liu Mingyang quickly replied: "Actually, there is very little you can do. It is no longer a question of you or our Kiwi.
Even if you didn't click on that sentence at the press conference yesterday, netizens and the media will dig up this matter sooner or later. The shame has become a fact. It would be interesting if you don't continue to add insult to injury and deliberately make sarcastic remarks.
Moreover, the most you can do is forgive him, but that doesn't work. Now it's the reporters and colleagues who want to mess with them.
The three major platforms are firmly beating others. Even Star TV's traffic is not as good as that of others. Now that there is such a good opportunity, no one is willing to let it go.
Although the platform cannot be damaged, everyone is willing to see it if it makes a fool of itself.
There are so many news, rhythms, and trolls out there. You don’t have to think about it. There must be shadows of these people in it.
You are just a breakthrough."
Qin Xiaobao touched his chin, it really made sense, because what happened to him ended up being a spectator. No matter what he said, the development would remain the same, and his speech was no longer important.
"Does this mean I don't need to show up on my own?"
"Yes." Liu Mingyang nodded: "You are going to join the circle. You will never look up or down again. The three major platforms cannot go bankrupt directly because of this matter. There may be opportunities for cooperation in the future. There is no point in saying that you will die, so let's just let it go.
Too unwilling.
Therefore, it is better for us to come forward."
"us?"
"Yes, I have called Mr. Xiang. Although he is not familiar with the industry, he is still very strong in business negotiations. Since the other party is here, there is no reason to let him go."
Qin Xiaobao was very satisfied: "I think it's good for you to run the studio. It's just a bit unworthy of being my assistant."
"No, no, no, the studio needs to be run. I'm just more experienced in dealing with this aspect."
"Okay, forget it then!"
Liu Mingyang: "???Why don't you ask a few more questions?"
"Hahahaha." Xiaobao laughed: "Okay, now I still need your help. Stay with me for a while first. When the company gets busy later, I will consider the transfer."
Half an hour later, seven people from the three major platforms arrived at the company and were greeted by Xiang Yang with a smile.
A group of people waited in the reception room for nearly two hours. They drank three bottles of water. Xiaobao watched a movie and observed. During this period, no one came out to use the toilet, which was amazing.
It was lunch time and the door opened.
There were smiles on both sides' faces, and there was no indication that they were negotiating. After seeing off a few people, Xiangyang ignored Xiaobao's waving and went straight to the bathroom.