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Chapter 277: How about once?

In the end, Zhang Yimou did not go to see how Werewolf was played, but asked Yu Hua to call Bi Feiyu, and the four of them formed a table of egg-beating.
At that moment, when Yu Dong and Zhang Yimou first met, Zhang Yimou had just learned how to crack eggs. At this moment, Zhang Yimou had come from behind and became a master of egg cracking.
"Teacher Yu Dong, your egg-cracking skills have deteriorated a lot."
Yu Dong glanced at Zhang Yimou. This old man was usually quite humble, but when he got to the card table, he changed his appearance. He became so crazy that he deserved a beating just like Bi Feiyu.
In fact, it is not to blame Zhang Yimou for being crazy. When he first learned how to crack eggs, his skills were immature. At that time, Yu Dong was so good at cracking eggs that he could not beat them. In his mind, he was an unbeatable super master.
Now that he has returned from his studies, he feels like returning home rich and wealthy. He can witness his own growth through Yu Dong.
During the period, they also talked about the ban of the movie "Alive". Yu Hua asked Zhang Yimou what his recent plans were, whether he would make another movie, or whether he would take a break and adjust.
Zhang Yimou said with a smile: "I don't have any specific plans. It depends on fate. If I hadn't seen "Alive" and liked it so much, I would probably take a break. I want to take a break, but if I come across a script I want to shoot, or
When I encounter tasks assigned by superiors and subordinates, I have to take pictures."
He looked around, his eyes passing over the faces of Yu Dong and the other three, "Actually, it still depends on great writers like you. You might write some good novels. I still have to come and ask for them."
"Isn't Yu Dong's "To the West" a hit now? Have you never thought about filming it?" Yu Hua asked.
"I really have thought about it." Zhang Yimou said with a smile, "There are only two points. The first point is that the novel is too famous. The second point is that there are too many stories in it."
"Isn't it bad to be famous?" Bi Feiyu asked.
"The novel is too famous, and the pressure for film and television adaptation will increase. Especially since there are so many stories in it, there are always some things that I have to delete. When the movie comes out, readers will compare it with the original work and find that a lot of things are missing. I am sure
Not satisfied."
"When I read those martial arts novels and adapted them for film and television, I didn't have this concern."
"The positioning is different."
Zhang Yimou only said that "the positioning is different", but did not go into details. Instead, he talked about "Xiangxi" itself, ""Xiangxi" is actually suitable for being made into a TV series. There is no need to delete or change anything, just follow the layout of the original work.
If you shoot it, it will be a good TV series. Of course, the initiative is still in the hands of Teacher Yu Dong as to whether to shoot it or how to shoot it. I think you and Jimmy have plans. Having said that, you have three movies in the past two years.
Movies adapted from the work will be released. One will be made domestically and two will be made abroad, and both will be large-scale productions."
"Just good luck."
"This is—"
Just as Zhang Yimou spoke, Fu Jing wiped her hands and walked out of the kitchen, "You guys should take a break after playing cards. It's time to eat. Bi Feiyu, please clear the table in a while. Yu Dong, go call Teacher Chen Hong and Yanqiu."
."
Yu Dong nodded, "Okay."
Today, Yu Dong was supposed to be hosting and invited everyone to the Jinling Hotel. But Bi Feiyu strongly invited them to stay at home for dinner, so they gathered at Bi Feiyu's house to play cards.
Cheng Yanqiu came here to watch them play cards for a while, and then went to Yu Hua's house to help Chen Hong take care of the children. After Chen Hong arrived, Fu Jing and Cheng Yanqiu were active and often went over to chat with her. The three of them have met now. They met more often than Yu Dong and other men.
After this round was over, Yu Dong got up and went to find Cheng Yanqiu and the others. Unexpectedly, the two of them came with their children instead.
"I also said I would call you."
Chen Hong said with a smile, "Why don't you call me? The two of us came over as soon as we smelled the aroma of rice."
The apartment is not big, but with seven or eight people in it, it's not too crowded.
Chen Hong came in with her child in her arms, first said hello to Zhang Yimou, and then said to Yu Dong: "Over there, Yanqiu and I are discussing. When Xiaoguo is older, I will buy a piano, and then Yanqiu and I will Study music in autumn."
Yu Haiguo hid in her mother's arms, blinking her eyes, not knowing what her mother's words meant.
While clearing the table, Bi Feiyu joked: "Teacher Cheng knows many musical instruments. Don't focus on the piano. Let him try every instrument in the future. If he doesn't have musical talent, he can learn something else. I will take him to exercise." , Yu Dong’s handwriting is good, you can teach him calligraphy, and his dad can teach him how to pull teeth... If it doesn’t work, let Director Zhang teach him how to make movies in the future.”
Originally Bi Feiyu was just joking, but Chen Hong took it seriously, counting on her fingers: "You can learn to make movies later, music and calligraphy should be cultivated from a very young age, four years old, no, three years old It’s time to begin.”
Seeing Chen Hong's serious planning, everyone in the room was laughing. Even Yu Haiguo in her arms was laughing along with the adults. He was still young and didn't understand that some things in this world can be carried by one person's pain. The joy of many people.
Zhang Yimou also laughed, "Making movies also requires training from an early age."
"Then we have to rely on Director Zhang to help cultivate him."
Yu Hua was smiling, and his crow's feet were gathered together one by one, like soldiers for morning exercises, well-trained. When talking about his family Yu Haiguo, he always had this expression.
"There's no need for me. Jin Yi is currently in the drama department. I think directing and photography majors will soon be opened one after another. By then, your Yu Hai will be able to learn eighteen things without leaving Jin Yi. Martial arts.”
After hearing this, Yu Hua just smiled and waved his hands, while Bi Feiyu's eyes rolled around beside him, not knowing what he was thinking.
During the meal, Bi Feiyu kept urging him to drink. Later, Zhang Yimou couldn't bear it anymore and covered his glass of wine. "Teacher Bi, if you have something to do, just tell me."
Bi Feiyu put down the wine bottle and showed an honest smile, "How can I say this? I'm so happy to finally have a drink with you. What can happen?"
"But when you reminded me like this, I really remembered a little thing."
Zhang Yimou breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Bi Feiyu said something was wrong. If Bi Feiyu could tell it in front of so many people, it would definitely not be too embarrassing for him.
"Speak directly if you have something to say, don't be so roundabout, it's not your style."
"Then I'll tell you the truth." Bi Feiyu said with a smile, "As you know, our school wants to reorganize the drama department and start a drama creation class. As for me, as a drama creation counselor, I work all day long. They are all worried about the future of the drama students. Let me think about it, the film and television industry is one family, and with a great director like you here, I must ask for your guidance..."
Before Bi Feiyu finished speaking, Zhang Yimou shook his head and waved his hands, "No, no, no, you have discovered my shortcomings. I am a photographer, and I know nothing about drama and literature. If you are a gold artist,
I have a photography major, so it’s okay for me to share my experience, but this drama creator really can’t come.”
"Listen to me first."
Bi Feiyu couldn't help but pick up the wine bottle again.
Seeing Bi Feiyu's action, Zhang Yimou was startled, "You say it, you say it."
The reaction of the two of them seemed as if Bi Feiyu was carrying not a wine bottle, but some kind of spear or cannon.
"Some of our theater students also want to develop in the direction of directors, but the school lacks the soil. They are a solitary force in theater creation, and they have no place to learn from. I just want you to talk to them, at least
Let them know what it’s like to make a movie, right?”
Hearing what Bi Feiyu said, Zhang Yimou nodded. It was normal for a drama student to want to make a movie. He studied photography himself, and his own major was not the right one.
"Just chatting, nothing else, right?" Zhang Yimou asked.
Bi Feiyu patted his chest and promised, "It's just a chat, absolutely nothing else. Of course, if you feel that the pomp is not enough, I can apply to the principal and arrange an event for you to come to Jinyi to guide academics, and let people pull a few strings.
We put up banners and sent dozens of students to line the streets to welcome us.”
Zhang Yimou said hurriedly, "No worries, let's keep a low profile."
"Okay, it's up to you."
For Zhang Yimou, this is not a big deal, but it is just a small effort. Helping him is selling the face of everyone present.

After the banquet, several people sent Zhang Yimou out of the school, and Yu Dong took Cheng Yanqiu and Yu Hua to say goodbye.
The evening breeze in May and June blows on people like soft cotton. It has just passed the fifteenth day, and the moon is still very round and hanging in the sky, and it has become softer because of the warm breeze.
The two of them strolled around the campus under the moonlight. When passing by the performing arts teaching building, Cheng Yanqiu suddenly pulled Yu Dong back.
Yu Dong was dragged by her and was stunned for a moment, what's going on?
"how……"
Before he finished speaking, Yu Dong suddenly heard a familiar melody, which seemed to be the one that Cheng Yanqiu played for him at that time. He didn't hear the previous part just now, but now he heard the cheerful part in the middle, and he heard it all at once.
.
Then he understood why Cheng Yanqiu ran away.
Yu Dong laughed and said, "Come on, let's get closer and listen."
Before Cheng Yanqiu could react, Yu Dong had already climbed up the stairs and was on the second floor in the blink of an eye. She gritted her teeth and followed.
The two of them stood at the door of the piano room. Cheng Yanqiu held Yu Dong's arm and tried to pull him away, but he couldn't pull him away, so he could only stand beside him obediently.
After a while, the students inside finished playing the music, and Yu Dong said: "Classmate, excuse me, what is the name of this music?"
The student who was playing originally had his back to Yu Dong and the others. When he heard the sound, he turned around and was a little surprised when he saw it was Yu Dong. He subconsciously answered: "A girl's prayer."
Yu Dong smiled and nodded, "Thank you."
Then he took Cheng Yanqiu away.
The student in the piano room touched his head and felt a little dazed. After a while, he thought with a puzzled face: No, isn't Teacher Cheng right next to him? How could she not recognize such a simple piece of music?
"So it's called a girl's prayer."
The two stood under the tree in front of the performing arts teaching building. Yu Dong looked at Cheng Yanqiu with a smile. The latter had a red face, half of which was hidden under the shadow of the tree, and the other half was illuminated by the bright moonlight, just like the two of them at that time.
What it looked like when we held hands for the first time.
Yu Dong stared at Cheng Yanqiu like this for a while, and then suddenly spoke again, "The flowers are half-open, and I am slightly drunk from the wine."
The wine I drank in the evening has not dissipated. The mist in front of my eyes is hazy. Behind the haze, Cheng Yanqiu is like a half-opened flower. The color cannot be distinguished, but it exudes moving beauty.
Yu Dong teased the hair from Cheng Yanqiu's ear, and was about to make the next move when suddenly two greetings came from beside him.
"Hello, Teacher Yu, Hello, Teacher Cheng."
Two girls stood seven or eight meters away, looking at Yu Dong and the others with gossipy faces.
Yu Dong cleared his throat and nodded seriously, "Hello, classmate, the moon is quite good tonight. Let's go for a walk."
"Let's go practice piano."
"You've worked so hard, so keep going."
"Teacher Yu, Teacher Cheng, please continue, we are leaving."
"..."
The two girls left with smiles on their faces. Yu Dong looked at their backs, then turned to look at Cheng Yanqiu, "Shall we continue?"
"Keep going."
Cheng Yanqiu ran away.

Zhang Yimou wanted to keep a low profile, but he simply couldn't.
All the students of the drama school knew that someone special was coming to teach them that day. They didn't know who it was at first, but then Zhang Yimou came and their eyes dropped to the floor.
"Director Zhang!"
The cheers that broke out in the classroom quickly attracted the attention of other students. After someone recognized Zhang Yimou, the news spread quickly in the school.
Things change as they are passed around.
"Zhang Yimou came to our school to teach."
This was the version that Yu Dong finally heard in the office.
"Zhang Yimou comes to teach in our school?"
"It's not surprising. Yu Hua has already come to our school and Zhang Yimou is here to be a guest teacher. What's the point?"
"Zhang Yimou is coming next semester. Who will he teach this semester?"
"I heard it's a theater creation class."
"Does the drama creation class have directing classes or photography classes?"
"Probably not, who knows?"
This news triggered a discussion among the teachers in the office. They talked about everything, but it seemed that they all believed that Zhang Yimou really came to teach.
Jinyi has indeed developed very well in the past two years, appearing frequently in major newspapers, and its soft and hard power has increased sharply, so that the teachers and students of the school are becoming more and more confident.
If it had been two years ago that Zhang Yimou came to teach at Jinyi, no one would have believed it.
In the end, Yu Dong, an insider, explained it to them.
"Oh, it turns out I'm here to give an impromptu lecture."
"But if there is one, there are two. Maybe he will be a guest teacher next semester."

Wu Changxin knew in advance that Zhang Yimou went to give lectures to the theater creation class. He respected Zhang Yimou's wishes and did not make any announcement or even attend the lecture.
Now that the news had spread like wildfire, there was nothing to hide, so he went to meet Zhang Yimou openly.
By the way, I extended an invitation to him: You can come to Jinyi more often in the future. If you like, the school can open a class specifically for him.
Zhang Yimou did not refuse or agree. He only said that he was very busy recently and could not come to Jinyi to teach.
Wu Changxin sensed that Zhang Yimou had left a way for him, and he might actually be able to come here in the future.
As for the students in the drama creation class, they were of course very enthusiastic about Zhang Yimou's arrival, and among them Jia Zhangke's performance was undoubtedly the most eye-catching.
As a theater student, Jia Zhangke has studied a lot about photography and directing.
Although in Zhang Yimou's view, the so-called "professional knowledge" that Jia Zhangke learned was a bit weak, it is not easy for a drama student to have such an understanding of film shooting.
In comparison, the others were much weaker. Some students shouted that they wanted to make movies, but the things they talked about were still limited to words.
Later, Zhang Yimou chatted with Jia Zhangke alone for a while, and learned that Jia Zhangke had the idea of ​​​​making a movie because of "Yellow Earth", and he looked at this guy even more differently.
"Yellow Earth" is Zhang Yimou's proud work. He won several photography awards with this film, which completely established his reputation in the photography industry.
Later, before leaving Jinyi, Zhang Yimou told Yu Dong and Bi Feiyu: "The students you created are all pretty good, but if you say that the only one who can be a director and support a movie is Jia Zhangke. If
If there is a chance, we still need to train him in this direction."
Bi Feiyu said unexpectedly, "It seems that you are very optimistic about Jia Zhangke."
"He is a good young man and has his own understanding of movies, which is not easy at his age."
After Zhang Yimou left, Bi Feiyu scratched his head worriedly, "It's okay that Zhang Yimou didn't say anything. After hearing what he said, I'm afraid that our training is not in place and that boy Jia Zhangke is delayed."
Yu Dong patted Bi Feiyu on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry too much. Jia Zhangke has great ideas. Whatever he wants, he will take the initiative to work in that direction. We teachers cannot be like nannies in the study of college students."
Worrying about everything, what we have to do is to find a general direction for them and then cooperate with them. Besides, it is not easy for you to invite Zhang Yimou to give lectures to them."
One class can't say much, but as a film master, Zhang Yimou's class can open up a vast world for students. Whether it is a door, a window or a small hole, students can see everything.
to that wonderful world.
Bi Feiyu smiled: "I worked hard this time, it's your turn next time."
"The last time I took the students to the United States, didn't it count as an effort?"
But Bi Feiyu complained, "Hey, talking about this, I want to talk about you. Last time, all the students I took were art students. Why didn't I take a few theater students and let them go to the United States to study advanced film?
Isn’t industry more suitable than students from the art department?”
"Okay, then last time doesn't count. I'll try harder next time, okay?"
Chapter completed!
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