84. The pot is made of iron.
"Yang Hao, how do you know I like to drink Biluochun?"
I know what Zhang Yimou thought of.
If he guessed correctly, he should have thought of his old classmate and brother Yang Hao. Ever since he entered Beijing Film Academy in 1978, the eldest Zhang Yimou in the class has always regarded Yang Hao, the youngest, as his younger brother.
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However, at this moment, Yang Hao can already control his emotions well in front of Zhang Yimou.
So, facing the inquiry, Yang Hao, who was pouring tea, smiled softly.
"Director, you were drinking Biluochun in my master's studio some time ago, so I remembered it and asked the waiter in the store to serve us this tea.
Of course, if you don’t like it, we can also change it to something else, such as Laoshan green tea, Wuyishan Dahongpao, or Pu’er from Yunnan Province, Longjing from Lin’an...”
"Oh, no need, just drink this and it'll be good!"
Zhang Yimou reached out and rubbed his forehead, then sat on the chair.
Could it be that I am too sensitive?
I always feel that the young man in front of me is somewhat similar to my brother, but I can’t tell where he is similar?
Of course, except for the names, they are exactly the same.
"Director..."
"Huh?"
"I've been thinking about it for a long time. I'm afraid I can't work as an assistant photographer on your crew, because I still have my own life plan." He probably guessed Zhang Yimou's purpose in finding him, so Yang Hao took the initiative and declined directly.
accepted his last invitation to me.
"I have my own life plan..., what is that?" The first person to speak was Zhang Momo, who sat opposite Yang Hao.
"Yang Hao, my dad and I went to see your movie "On the Road" last night. What can I say? It was very good!
In my dad's words, there is a vague feeling that it is about to become a trend.
For example, in the movie, your use of color, control of the rhythm of the story, switching of shots, etc. are all so good that people can't tell that you are just a newbie in the film and television industry.
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But if you think you can successfully shoot movies based on this alone, then Yang Hao, I have to tell you, the reality is very cruel.
Your movie script may not even pass the registration and filing stage with the film authorities. Those people won't specifically find fault with you. They will just say that it cannot pass and ask you to go back and make changes. After you have made dozens of changes, you will basically be able to do it.
You know the pot is made of iron."
"Is it just because of crowdfunding to make a movie?" Yang Hao asked.
"Isn't this enough?" Zhang Momo replied.
"No matter which country you are in, the power of capital is huge. This is because you are smart and use your respect for the martyrs and their families to catch those people off guard.
If "Unfortunately" is released under normal circumstances, would you give it a try?"
While Zhang Momo was chatting, the steaming hotpot of lamb and scorpion arrived, along with five or six side dishes.
Yang Hao stood up, opened the Maotai brought by Zhang Momo, poured a glass for Zhang Yimou, poured a glass for Zhang Momo, then filled his own glass, and then said:
"Sister Momo, thank you for your teaching, but what I want to do next is not to be a director, but to sing."
"Go and sing..."
At this time, not only Zhang Momo was confused, but even the mature and steady Zhang Yimou also made a sound in surprise.
"Yang Hao, how could you have such an idea? You know, through the movie "The Journey", I can see that your talents in screenwriting, directing and even photography are extremely high.
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The meaning of Zhang Yimou's words is very clear. Although the next step is a bit difficult, Yang Hao, don't give up on yourself and waste your talents.
But Yang Hao shook his head and smiled.
"Director, don't worry, singing is just a hobby. My goal in life is to be a good film director..."
However, before Yang Hao finished speaking, Zhang Momo on the opposite side suddenly realized.
"Haha..., Yang Hao, you are still awesome!
When I came here, I told my dad that you are not a person who just sits back and waits for death. If they don't let you make movies, you won't make movies. How is this possible?
You must want to use singing to tell the majority of netizens how you have been suppressed by those capitalists? You are obviously a very talented film director, but you were forced to change your career.
However, Yang Hao, speaking of your singing skills, you are really good. The two Queen songs you sang that night were directly replays of Uncle Ya's original sounds..."
Sitting on the chair and looking at the beaming Zhang Momo across from him, Yang Hao couldn't help but sigh.
Eh..., women’s brain power is indeed very powerful!
Even if there is nothing at all, she can make it into a story with clear logic and bizarre plot.
If you insist on talking about a special purpose, it really does!
I just feel that the sales situation of the songs is not ideal, so I plan to go out in person and sing a few good songs to create a sensation, so that more people will be interested in this music creator who wants to drink cold water but is afraid of stuffy teeth...
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Well, to use an insider's term, I want to be a trustee.
Rather than Zhang Momo’s dream of creating tragedy in front of the public, everyone should come and see how I was suppressed by those capitalists.
However, just when Yang Hao was thinking about how to explain his next actions to the two people in front of him, Zhang Yimou smiled and spoke.
"Yang Hao..."
"Director, tell me!"
"You guessed wrong. I am not asking you to be an assistant photographer in my crew, but I am going to let you play a role in the movie "Hawthorn Tree Love"?"
"What role?"
Yang Hao was curious.
Zhang Yimou has always been a decent artist, and he has basically never done anything extraordinary in his artistic creation.
Why now, Zhang Yimou suddenly wants himself to act in his movie?!
"The third child!
Yang Hao, the role I intend for you to play is the male protagonist Lao San in "The Love of the Hawthorn Tree".
The prototype of Lao San is a native of Yichang, Hubei Province, named Yang Zhifa. In the 1970s, the exploration team stationed on the river beach of Pingcun, Nancun, was both talented and beautiful. He was born on April 28, 1950 and died on May 4, 1976.
Time, you can check his information.
The reason why I chose you as the male protagonist is that there are many things about you that perfectly match the third child. For example, you like to wear white shirts, and your whole body is clean and refreshing; for example, you are tall and tall.
, you are handsome, and you always have a smile on your face even when you are angry; for another example, you are very talented. You can do what the screenwriter can do, and the film director can do it, and now you have to sing. This is exactly what you see in the movie.
The third child!
Of course, the more important point is that your acting skills are very good. Mo Mo has been staying in Zhang Songwen’s acting training class recently. She told me that sometimes, your performance is even better than Zhang Songwen’s..."
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Yang Hao came empty-handed.
Chapter completed!