novelinnhs Chapter 17 Hua Yi struck gold
Chapter 17 Hua Yi struck gold
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Before we knew it, it was the end of April.
[Sniper Phone Booth] was edited and the post-production audio color grading was completed before the Labor Day holiday.
In the editing room, Fang Yi gazed at the master copy of the film in his hands, his heart surging with emotion.
Finally done!
Zhou Ying and Xiao Yang breathed a sigh of relief and smiled with relief.
Another film, edited by them.
Xiao Yang yawned, looked at Fang Yi's inscrutable expression, and assumed he lacked confidence, so he smiled and said, "Director Fang, don't worry, I personally think the movie is very successful and the box office won't be too bad."
He then looked at Zhou Ying and asked, "What does Teacher Zhou think?"
"Yes, I feel the same way."
Zhou Ying nodded slightly, organizing her computer while analyzing, "The tension in the film is evident even on a computer screen; it will only be better on a big screen."
"I wish you both good fortune; may the movie be a huge success! I'll ask the company to give you both red envelopes!"
Fang Yi bowed and thanked him, then carefully placed the mother plant into his backpack.
He then said goodbye and left alone.
"Director Fang's departure shows he has great ambitions."
Xiao Yang sighed, packing his things to go home. After a busy month, he could finally take advantage of the holiday to spend quality time with his family.
After leaving the office building, Fang Yi called Wang Zhonglei to inform him that the film editing was complete.
Wang Zhonglei was having lunch with Lu Chuan when he heard this and immediately became happy, saying that he would treat everyone to dinner that night.
Fang Yi declined, saying he was too tired and would talk about it after the holiday.
"No problem, Director Fang, see you after May Day."
Wang Zhonglei suppressed his anticipation, his smile undiminished, and hung up the phone to meet Lu Chuan's gaze.
Lu Chuan was eager to learn about Fang Yi's film, but he had important business to attend to and had to suppress his thoughts.
He picked up a glass of wine, lightly clinked it against Wang Zhonglei's, and said, "Zhonglei, what do you think of the suggestion I made earlier?"
"That's too much, a total investment of nearly 100 million. My older brother won't agree to it."
"No need for a hundred million, I've calculated it carefully, eighty million is enough." Lu Chuan took a sip of wine and casually uttered the number.
Oh my god...
Eighty million is nothing!
Wang Zhonglei's eyes widened slightly, and he remained silent for a moment.
He observed Lu Chuan's expression and found that the other party really had an attitude of taking it for granted.
Okay, okay...
It's not your money, so naturally you won't feel bad about using it!
Then there's not much to talk about, let's get straight to the point.
He coughed lightly and said, "Old Lu, to be honest, your new film has a problem with its positioning."
"If it were to be released, audiences would criticize it behind its back."
"My older brother said that unless the script is drastically rewritten, Huayi Brothers will absolutely not invest!"
Lu Chuan's new film is none other than "Nanjing Nanjing," which he himself hailed as a masterpiece.
The first draft of the script was completed in January. Wang Zhonglei carefully reviewed it and also took it back to his brother Wang Zhongjun for his approval.
Wang Zhongjun only read it once before throwing the script on his desk, shaking his head and giving the assessment that the positioning was wrong.
Considering that this was Lu Chuan's first time directing a big-budget film and that he lacked experience, Wang Zhongjun did not cut off his support.
Instead, they suggested that Wang Zhonglei communicate more with Lu Chuan, asking him to revise the script theme or change the subject matter for filming.
But Lu Chuan was stubborn and insisted on filming that part of the story no matter how Wang Zhonglei tried to persuade him.
But if you're going to take pictures, why do you have to do it from a Japanese perspective!
Wang Zhonglei couldn't understand it and felt that Lu Chuan was like a rock in a latrine, both smelly and hard.
Because of their friendship, he was previously hesitant to convey his brother Wang Zhongjun's attitude.
A few days ago, Lu Chuan and Fang Yi disliked each other, and Wang Zhonglei felt that his opportunity had come.
He invited me to dinner today, and with the idea of giving the other party one last chance, he was willing to revise the script and continue investing.
If they still refuse to change, then let's stick to business!
How much is friendship worth?
It's not even worth 10 million, let alone 80 million.
Thinking this through, Wang Zhonglei finished expressing his opinion and continued eating his food, waiting for Lu Chuan's reply.
"Zhong Lei, what do you mean?" Lu Chuan's expression changed, and he asked stiffly.
"The gist is... the script needs to be revised!"
"Impossible, I want to make my own decisions about my film."
Lu Chuan jumped up, his fur standing on end like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
Wang Zhonglei remained silent, simply observing the other person.
He understood Lu Chuan; the other party would either submit or leave in anger.
really..
Lu Chuan coldly tossed out the words "Find someone else to invest" and stormed out.
Wang Zhonglei made a show of it and got up to try and persuade him to stay.
The two hesitated for a few moments at the entrance of the private room before he finally let go and allowed Lu Chuan to leave.
Only after Lu Chuan's car had driven quite a distance did he turn back into the private room and let out a long sigh.
"Old Lu, I'm sorry!"
Then, Wang Zhonglei called Wang Zhongjun and recounted what had happened in the private room.
On the other end of the phone, Wang Zhongjun remained silent for a long time before instructing, "Don't rush, ask him out again in a while."
"Okay, bro, I understand."
"Okay, come to the company as soon as you finish eating. I got word that Wang Jinghua is getting restless!"
"What? She's really leaving!"
Wang Zhonglei, who had been calmly observing the situation, suddenly flew into a rage and lost his appetite.
Not long after, he hurriedly walked out of the restaurant, leaving several waiters who recognized him looking at each other in bewilderment.
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5 month 9 number.
In a small screening room at Huayi.
Fang Yi, the Wang brothers, Feng Xiaogang, Li Yang (Deputy Director of Production), Zeng Chunhua (Director of Publicity), Chen Hui (Director of Distribution), and Chen Guofu (invited by Wang Zhongjun).
Eight people sat in two rows on the sofa, each looking expectantly at the bright screen in front of them.
On the big screen, as the cast list appeared one by one, five large characters came into view.
Sniper Phone Booth Shot!
The name is quite good.
Chen Guofu muttered to himself, glancing out of the corner of his eye at Fang Yi, who was sitting next to Wang Zhonglei on his right.
So young...
He understood why Wang Zhongjun had asked him to watch the movie today, and if it was really good, he wouldn't mind giving it a push.
Soon, the movie started playing.
The film opens with a shot of a satellite in space, moving rapidly as it lands.
Then the camera shifts to the ground.
On the street, the camera captures passersby making and receiving phone calls.
The camera then slowly panned and focused on Huang Xiaoming in the middle of the road.
While on the phone, Huang Xiaoming casually sized up the beautiful women around him, acting all high and mighty and making him look like he deserved a beating.
"Xiao Ming's acting is quite good; he captured the essence of the role," Wang Zhonglei said, praising him first.
From the second row behind, Li Yang chimed in, "The camera is very steady, the extras are all in good form, and at a glance, not a single one is out of character."
Then, Huang Xiaoming was followed by a food delivery guy.
After Huang Xiaoming chased away the delivery guy and finished flirting with his lover and a minor celebrity, an unexpected phone call came in.
The story officially begins.
A gunshot shattered the peaceful and bustling street.
Chaos ensued, and the police quickly arrived.
But it was no use. A large number of police officers only controlled the rest of the streets. The story in the phone booths had only just begun.
Huang Xiaoming not only failed to behave himself in front of the police, but also started swearing.
Contrast, a turning point!
The plot development exceeded the audience's expectations in every aspect.
Chen Guofu was completely absorbed in watching the film, his eyes never blinking.
He never imagined that a low-budget film with such high anticipation would be produced in mainland China.
That's right, it's low-cost!
A powerful tool for film promotion, it can be considered a winning formula!
Whether it's the audience or the media.
Any movie lover, upon learning that a low-budget film is being released and is extremely exciting, will be driven by curiosity and anticipation to go to the cinema and buy a ticket.
The reason why "Phone Booth" was able to gross over 100 million US dollars in its previous life was not only because the movie itself was exciting, but also because the appeal of "low-budget production" attracted a lot of viewers.
Ninety minutes later, the movie ended.
*Slap slap slap...*
Applause erupted in the screening room.
"Wonderful.."
"It's so beautiful!"
"Congratulations, Director Fang, for making a masterpiece."
"Director Fang is amazing, he really didn't disappoint."
The crowd applauded and offered their praise.
Everyone present was a seasoned film and television professional; their taste, while perhaps not exceptionally high, was certainly not lacking, and they could discern the quality and brilliance of a film.
"Director Fang, congratulations!"
Wang Zhongjun stepped forward with a smile to offer his congratulations, his expression full of affirmation for Fang Yi.
The moment he finished watching the movie, he knew this film was a sure thing!
With an investment of four million, Huayi Brothers has struck gold with such a brilliant film.
Beside him, Wang Zhonglei was also all smiles, staring intently at Fang Yi as if he had seen a gold ingot.