enjoyebooks Chapter 79 A Battle of Top Directors
Chapter 79 A Battle of Top Directors
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After checking the invitation, the security guard let us through.
The Volkswagen drove quickly to the parking lot outside the venue. At a glance, there were only Volkswagen, Audi, and Hongqi cars.
The master and apprentice, wearing passes, entered the venue lobby, where many people had already arrived.
Directors such as Zhang Yimou, Chen Kaige, Zhang Jigang, and Chen Weiya, as well as Chinese directors from home and abroad, such as Li An, and international directing teams,
There were a few hundred people scattered around in the spacious hall.
Fang Yi followed behind his teacher, showing the courtesy due to a junior and greeting some of the seniors.
Hmm...
Isn't that Zhuge Liang?
He had just exchanged a few words with Chen Kai when he turned around and saw Lu Chuan following an old man into the room.
Lu Chuan also saw him and frowned.
"What's this kid doing here?"
The same thought popped into their minds at the same time, and they both cursed their bad luck.
Fang Yi glanced at the old man; his appearance bore a resemblance to Lu Chuan, so he must be his father.
Lu Tianmin, a fourth-generation director!
As the father and son walked in, many people greeted them, and Tian Zhuangzhuang, Zhang Yimou, and Chen Kaige also stepped forward.
Fang Yi had no choice but to pinch his nose and step forward, calling out "Old Lu" after his teacher.
Like him, Lu Chuan also forced a smile and respectfully addressed Professor Tian.
Lu Tianmin, though old in age, was young at heart. He recognized Fang Yi at a glance and praised him with a smile.
Then, more people came in, and everyone found a place to rest and wait.
Lu Tianmin walked to a window in the corner of the venue, looking at the lush green and yellowing trees outside, and said to his son behind him, "No matter what conflict you have with Fang Yi, you are not allowed to cause him any trouble in the future, understand?"
"I know, with Professor Arita backing me up, how could I dare!"
"Good to know."
Lu Tianmin turned around, looked at his son's resentful expression, and sighed softly, "You're fine in every other way, but you're not broad-minded enough!"
Lu Chuan moved his lips, but did not refute his father.
Fang Yi, Fang Yi!
When my new work comes out, I'll see who the real up-and-coming director is!
When the topic of "new talent" came up, Lu Chuan was furious.
In 2004, "Kekexili" was released, and the media praised him as a rare and promising new director.
He was overjoyed, feeling that he had finally stepped out of Jiang Wen's shadow and once again proved his directing ability to the world.
He was determined to make persistent efforts and create another brilliant chapter in his directing career.
But not long after, Fang Yi snatched the title of rising star and went on to direct a 5000 million dollar blockbuster.
His new film was rejected by China Film Group and Huayi Brothers, and there was no sign of investment from them.
The huge difference made Lu Chuan extremely uncomfortable, and he considered it an unacceptable humiliation!
My father was unaware of this matter, and neither were his colleagues!
Lu Chuan cannot pretend nothing happened; he must be self-reliant and create a masterpiece to shatter all doubts and contempt.
By then, what will Jiang Wen be, what will Fang Yi be? They will all be stepping stones on his path to becoming a famous director.
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9:30 a.m.
As the leaders arrived, the doors to the large conference room inside the venue were opened.
Several staff members wearing jackets with Party badges pinned to their chests stood guard outside the door, explaining confidentiality matters to those entering the meeting room.
No recording, no video recording, no photography, and no sharing of today's meeting content with any outsiders.
Many teams were required to leave their equipment outside and were not allowed to bring it into the meeting room.
The staff's serious expressions seemed to silently reinforce the atmosphere, creating a rigorous environment that permeated everyone's hearts.
Fang Yi followed the teacher to find a seat in the second row, took out his notebook and pen, and looked at the stage in front of him.
He had thought today would be a fierce battle, but as the leaders of the organizing committee, sports, culture, and literary federation took the stage one after another, he realized what it meant to be noticed first and what it meant to be born with a bang but die before you even get a chance.
Teacher Tian Zhuangzhuang, along with some veteran directors, were rejected by higher authorities as early as when they first submitted their initial plans for the opening ceremony, thus losing their chance to compete for the position of chief director of the Olympics.
The reason we invited everyone here today is to serve as assistant judges for the organizing committee and to vote for the teams that have been selected to advance and will be giving presentations later.
Fang Yi glanced at his teacher, whose face was ashen, and didn't know how to advise him. After thinking for a moment, he said in a low voice, "Teacher, the chief director of the Olympics needs to be someone with plenty of energy. You also have heavy teaching duties at school. Aren't you working for the country no matter where you are?"
"Heh...you little brat!"
Tian Zhuangzhuang's lips twitched, he took a deep breath, and patted his disciple's arm to indicate that he understood.
He composed himself, his gaze sweeping across the directors and crew in the first row, finally settling on Zhang Yimou and Chen Kaige.
The disciple is right. The Olympic opening ceremony is not a simple directorial job. The workload is enormous and requires a person with boundless energy.
Old Zhang and Old Chen, those two guys, after returning from the Loess Plateau, kept saying they'd seen aliens, describing it in great detail, which made a group of their classmates envious.
Tian Zhuangzhuang wasn't sure if the aliens were real or not, and he didn't really believe it, but he knew that the two of them had incredibly high energy levels, far beyond what he could match.
Could it be that the director is one of them?
Tian Zhuangzhuang's eyes flickered, and he inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much less regretful and defeated.
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After a brief ten-minute speech, the leader, seated in the center of the dais, waved his hand, and the election began.
The first team to take the stage was Zhang Jigang's team. Their speeches were very loud and their content was also very innovative.
This director, Zhang, drew inspiration from previous Olympic opening ceremonies and, based on the actual situation in his country, highlighted how rural areas, cities, workers, educators, artists, and ultimately sports converge to depict a scene of diverse professions participating in the grand Olympic Games.
40 minute later.
The meeting room erupted in applause, with many people impressed and strongly agreeing with Zhang Jigang's creative opening idea.
The first speaker alone made those who had been eliminated early sigh with regret and feel much better.
Tian Zhuangzhuang also whispered, "The loss is not unjust."
Next, the second speaker took the stage: internationally renowned director Li An.
He brought a team who, while giving a presentation, also showed everyone PowerPoint slides.
I go!
There's such a thing as this.
The presentation format, which was several years ahead of its time in China, impressed all the attendees.
Fang Yi clapped his hands gently, thinking to himself that he was indeed a professional, and his first move was brilliant.
Li An's speech was no less impressive than Zhang Jigang's, but it focused on technology. In other words, he presented the Olympic opening ceremony from a director's perspective as a film shot using an industrial system and highlighting Hollywood's advanced filming techniques.
The leaders on the stage nodded frequently and whispered among themselves, clearly very impressed with Li An's idea.
After Li An stepped down, the leader announced a 20-minute break.
The meaning is simple: those who want to smoke, smoke; those who want to urinate, urinate.
The meeting soon resumed.
Applause erupted as the third speaker took the stage.
"It's Old Chen's turn."
Fang Yi was startled, feeling as if he were witnessing the history of the entertainment and film industry.
This kind of illusion should have only existed after Zhang Yimou took office.
After all, Zhang Yimou was the ultimate winner.
He doesn't care; Old Chen's current status is no less than that of Zhang Yimou, not to mention that a famous scene was created today.
That's right, it's a famous scene!
Fang Yi perked up and stared at Chen Kaige, who stood on the podium with his slicked-back hair and elegant demeanor.
Here it comes!
Old Chen walked towards everyone, reciting a poem!