The sunshine in October is just right, slightly hot, but not too scorching.
Just after the holiday, the football team of Jinyi School had an appointment with the football team of Jinling University for a friendly match. Coach Feng Ming stood on the sidelines and gave instructions anxiously.
In the stands, in addition to the students who came to cheer, Jin Yi's group of writers were also lined up and sitting on one side.
"We performed very well this time."
Looking at the situation on the court, Yu Hua beamed with joy and was quite pleased.
Bi Feiyu on the other side also nodded frequently, "Yes, this year we have created two midfielders, one for organization and one for defense, to firmly hold the waist. After two years of training, the forward's performance has also improved by leaps and bounds.
Much more aggressive.”
Yu Dong followed up and said, "The two wingers played well today. Since the beginning of the game, there have been a few passes into the penalty area."
"That's right, there was one goal that the forward almost reached, posing a threat." Yu Hua said.
Mo Yan, who was sitting on the far left, blinked. If he hadn't been watching for a minute from the beginning to now, just listening to what Yu Dong and the others said, he would have thought that Jin Yi had the upper hand.
But the real situation on the court was that before the half ended, Jinyi was already trailing Jinling University 0-4, and was beaten so hard that it had almost no power to fight back.
"Are you really not making sarcastic remarks?"
Bi Feiyu turned to look at Mo Yan, "Of course I'm not being sarcastic. Our school performed really well today. It's almost the end of the half and we've only conceded four goals, and we have two better chances."
"Yeah, last time we played against them, we conceded eight goals in the half, and that was even with the bus set up. It's not easy to play like this. How many people are there in our school, and how many people are there in Jinling University," Yu Hua said.
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Mo Yan touched his forehead. Not to mention, after listening to their explanation and watching the performance on the field, it was indeed different. At least this time Jin Yi still had some ability to fight back.
He looked at the stands on the other side again, feeling a little emotional.
Although the football strength of the Jinyi school team is average, the football atmosphere is really good. Many students came to the stands today to cheer. Jinyi players will receive encouragement from the audience every time they touch the ball.
As soon as the opposing player takes the ball, there will be boos in the stadium.
In fact, the Jinling University students who came from "afar" were also very uncomfortable. Although they scored a lot of goals, they couldn't help but feel a little pancreatic when they saw Jinyi's cheerleaders off the court. Jinyi's cheerleaders were too beautiful.
In the end, at the end of the ninety-minute game, Jin Yi lost 1 to 7, but there were cheers on and off the court because not only did they only concede seven goals this time, but they also scored one.
Yu Dong and others are also very satisfied, which at least proves that they still have the ability to fight back.
Amidst the cheers, Yu Dong's cell phone rang.
He picked up the phone and walked away a little.
"Hello, who's there?"
"It's me, Zhang Yimou."
Hearing that it was Zhang Yimou, Yu Dong smiled and said, "You're back."
"I'll go back...how did you know I was back? No, how did you know I was out?" Zhang Yimou said unexpectedly.
Yu Dong smiled and said: "I called your residence a few days ago, but no one answered, so I thought you were not at Guangying."
"Oh, it turns out you called me. I went out some time ago. Did you call me for something?"
"Nothing, I just want to talk to you. Why are you calling me now?" Yu Dong asked.
Zhang Yimou on the other end of the phone paused and said, "I actually want to talk to you about "Golden Dreamland"."
"Golden Dreamland? Have you read this book?"
"Nonsense, you didn't see what I was talking to you about."
"But this book is only half distributed. What do you want to talk to me about now?"
"Half is enough. I want to ask you if you can set the background in China and write a similar story."
"You want to take pictures?"
"Yes, I want to take pictures." Zhang Yimou replied simply.
At this time, there was another burst of cheers on the field. Yu Dong looked over there and saw that the cheerleaders were dancing.
Zhang Yimou also heard the commotion and asked: "Are you busy now?"
"I'm not busy, I'm on the sidelines of the football field. But why have you changed your style now? When I was chatting with Liu Heping before, he also told me that you wanted to film "Fatal Identity"."
Zhang Yimou smiled and said: "You have to try more."
Yu Dong nodded, "We need to try more, but if "Golden Dreamland" wants to change the background to China, I'm afraid it won't work. Since you have watched the first half, you should also know that the president was assassinated in the scene at the beginning that led to the story.
It’s impossible to move to China.”
"I know this, but what I'm thinking about is whether I can keep the core of the story and rewrite it with China as the background."
Yu Dong pondered for a moment. He understood what Zhang Yimou meant. He just wanted a story about the protagonist looking for family, friendship and love while trying to survive.
But without the strong setting of assassinating the president, Yu Dong himself was not sure whether it could be written.
And he didn't want to try, there was no need.
After thinking about it, Yu Dong suddenly said: "Have you ever thought about not changing these settings and just taking pictures according to the book?"
"Taking pictures directly from the book? How to do this?"
"Let's go to New York and shoot."
"Run away...are you kidding me?"
"No, I'm serious. Wu Yusen can make movies in Hollywood, why can't you?"
Zhang Yimou was stunned by Yu Dong's question. He was really not confident about jumping so far this time. Moreover, he was not a free man, and going to Hollywood to make a movie would involve many other problems.
In addition, it is not appropriate for Yu Dong to use Wu Yusen as an example. After all, Wu Yusen did not go to Hollywood all at once.
He is a commercial film director himself, and Hollywood also values ​​his violent aesthetics.
Directors like Zhang Yimou are not very popular in Hollywood.
Seeing that Zhang Yimou didn't speak, Yu Dong said, "There are times when you don't have confidence."
Zhang Yimou defended, "It's not that I don't have confidence, it's just that you suddenly said that, and I wasn't mentally prepared."
Yu Dong smiled and said: "In this case, you should do some mental construction for yourself. Anyway, the book has not been serialized yet, so there is no rush to make a movie or anything. Come to Jinling when you have time, we haven't seen each other for a long time.
, I just have another thing to talk to you about."
"What can't we talk about on the phone?" Zhang Yimou asked.
"The phone bill is too expensive. Let's meet and chat. Let's not talk about it for now. Think about it carefully."
After saying that, Yu Dong hung up the phone.
Chapter completed!