The plot of the short film "Interview" is very simple.
It is said that a girl was taking a bus to prepare for an interview, and she met an old man on the way. Why do you remember this because he was wearing a pair of very conspicuous red socks?
So, I gave up my seat.
A foreshadowing was laid here, giving the old man a close-up: smiling, nodding, especially admiring.
When we arrived at the company, the girl entered, and the camera was in close-up again,
Eh?
The HR examiner was actually wearing red socks. The girl was shocked. Could it be...
The camera slowly pulled up, and the girl was disappointed. She was not the old man on the bus.
Everything in the picture shows her walking in the lobby, feeling very lonely.
As a result, I met the old man in the car there, called the girl, asked her, and learned that the interview failed.
He said something like chicken soup for the soul and asked her to work hard.
Just when the girl sighed and wanted to leave, several young men in suits suddenly popped out and shouted: "Manager, why are you here cleaning again?"
After saying that, he went straight to the old man's side.
The girl was stunned, hey, old man, you are not authentic, you are actually the general manager, that is not...
As a result, the young man rushed over, passed the old man, and went to another old man nearby who was also dressed as a cleaner.
Turns out it wasn't him.
The next two old men appeared in a similar situation. The three positions of manager, general manager, and chairman took turns, making the girl keep hoping, and then kept being disappointed.
You think it's him, but he's not him. The old man really doesn't have any hidden identity, he's just an ordinary employee cleaning the house.
The camera angle was deliberately misaligned to misunderstand the audience. Moreover, the appearance of the three old men was smooth and flowing without any gaps.
Finally, the girls walked out of the lobby, faced the sunshine, and cheered for themselves.
A row of subtitles appeared: Drink less chicken soup, do more, live a better life, create with your hands.
After the names of the cast and crew finished dancing, the students stood up excitedly and clapped.
"I must save this film and show it to my children in the future."
"I feel very good."
"Ahahaha, this movie was made by us, do you believe it? Believe it!"
"Oh yeah, I suddenly feel very awesome."
“Our work is actually being played on the platform.”
Qin Xiaobao also applauded them: "It's really good. Several shots are handled very well, and it feels like a surprise."
"Let's see if there's any message left."
"It's just online, so it's probably too early."
"Yes." The fat classmate sat next to the computer and refreshed it: "There are dozens of them."
"The speed is so fast, give it to Nian Nian."
"Okay." The fat classmate cleared his throat.
"The film is so funny. I admit, I was fooled several times."
"Director Qin is indeed a chicken-soup destroyer. The reversal came to the end, and the result was no reversal. Can you believe it?"
"This four-minute short film is very interesting, please give it a thumbs up."
"The heroine is actually Wang Bingbing, my God."
"Isn't the director Qin Xiaobao?"
"I give it an eight, it's interesting."
Qin Xiaobao raised his hand: "They are all good words, but there are no negative comments?"
The fat classmate shook his head: "No, it's all praise. I think it's interesting and fun."
"Director Qin, are we successful?"
"Of course, even if a movie is successful, whether it is good or not is a different matter." Qin Xiaobao said, "Every work is the hard work of everyone on the crew. The box office is important, but it cannot be measured entirely by revenue.
, after all, it’s done.”
Sometimes, he didn't deliberately want to tell his classmates any big truths, and he wasn't old enough yet to talk about ancient times.
However, if people are willing to ask, Qin Xiaobao will also talk about it based on his personal experience. As for whether he can hear it and whether it will be helpful, it is not his concern. Everyone has their own life.
It is not God who can change a person with words.
After chatting for a while, Wang Bingbing asked: "What about you, when are you going to prepare your own micro-movie?"
After filming "Interview", the students found it very interesting and gained confidence, so they wanted to film another one to participate in the competition.
Dong Xiaotao shook his head: "I changed my mind."
"Changed your mind? Why?" Wang Bingbing was puzzled.
Several people looked at each other, and it was Dong Xiaotao who spoke: "When I finished shooting, I was really excited and thought it was not difficult, so I started to try.
But when I calmed down, I realized that Director Qin had helped write the script, and we had to wait and see whether we could take it out.
Moreover, it is clearly written in the split shots on how to shoot it.
Liu Yue also said that if he was filming based on a written script, he would definitely not think of using close-ups and misalignment to express the plot, and the effect would be much worse.
What you said is quite right. Our task now is not to make money, but to study hard. We are not in a hurry to show anything, because there is absolutely nothing to show.
It takes half a month to make a short film. For us at this stage, it is a waste of time and not worth it."
Qin Xiaobao was very happy. In fact, they wanted to film it and he agreed. It is a good thing to hit a wall when you are young. I guess my thoughts at the time were similar to when he filmed "The Tuner" and he felt that he would definitely win an award.
He didn't expect to change his mind, which surprised him. There is no good or bad in this matter, it mainly depends on personal perception.
If you take pictures, you can accumulate experience. If you don’t take pictures, you can calm down and learn.
"Is it all of you's decision?"
"right."
"Well, it's pretty good. Remember, you can post this short film to your Moments and campus forums. You should get some praise. Maybe some ladies will come here because of it."
"Yes."
"Do it now."
"Send it now."
After chatting with their classmates for a while, Qin Xiaobao and Wang Bingbing left the campus and got in the car.
"Where to go now?"
"I can do either."
Qin Xiaobao started the car. It was already late autumn. The trees on the campus were yellow and green. The leaves were blown by the wind and slowly fell to the ground, like a beautiful picture.
"So beautiful!" Wang Bingbing leaned against the car door and pressed against the window.
"The powder got on the glass." Qin Xiaobao teased.
"Nonsense," the young lady said without looking back, "I didn't put on makeup today, I just put on some BB cream."
Qin Xiaobao didn't continue discussing this with her, he didn't understand.
"How about we go to dinner and then watch a movie?"
"Want to eat out? It's not convenient." Wang Bingbing turned her head, but the expression on her face betrayed how much she wanted to go.
"You can buy a McDonald's and eat it in the car, what do you think?"
"I want Orleans grilled chicken drumsticks, two egg tarts, not Coke but juice."
"Huh?!" Qin Xiaobao looked at her: "Don't the company not let you eat these high-calorie foods?"
"Yes, I haven't eaten a hamburger in three months." Wang Bingbing touched her belly pitifully: "It said it wanted to eat it."
"Hahahahaha, okay, let's go, but don't tell anyone else, otherwise even if I am the boss, I will still look at Mr. Liu's eyes."
"gogogo, thick hair!!!"
...
A micro-film competition only triggered a small range of ideas, even if Qin Xiaobao joined, even if the three major platforms were behind it, and even if "The Interview" was discussed in various ways.
Although there is a micro word on the front, it is still a movie. It is not like Douyin, where you can just take out your mobile phone, take a photo, and then send it out.
However, the microfilm jury did receive a lot of such "works".
In just one week, there were more than 20,000 entries, 99% of which were taken with mobile phones. The camera was shaky and impossible to read.
None of this has anything to do with Qin Xiaobao. On the contrary, he is not a judge, otherwise he may break with Tencent again. You did it on purpose!
As for the classmates in the department, there have been no special changes because of this work. They have not made girlfriends, and no companies have sent invitations saying that you are very talented and I admire them. Please accept an annual salary of one million. It is still the same.