Global Film Emperor

Chapter 369 revolves around the work on "Rebirth".
"Ugh... Holy crap! When did you two wake up?"

Sleeping on a soft bed can easily cause body aches and pains if you're not used to it. Lucas had served in the military before, and although he wasn't exactly an elite, he managed his sleep schedule quite well. No matter what time he went to bed last night, he would wake up at seven in the morning without fail. Just as he came out of his room rubbing his sore shoulders and was about to relieve himself, the aroma of breakfast wafted into his nostrils. He glanced at Lu Ze and Mickey busy in the open kitchen.

With one hand, I cracked the eggs into the pot one by one. The fourth egg broke, and the yolk flowed out but was scattered. I picked up the eggshell and smelled it, but I didn't smell anything strange. I turned one half of the eggshell over and stuffed it into the other half of the eggshell, stacked them up, and casually threw them into the trash can.

Mickey's apartment doesn't use an open flame, but rather a built-in induction cooker with four burners. He takes the golden-brown potato shreds out of another pot and sets them aside. He puts Lao Gan Ma chili sauce and chopped ham into the pot of scrambled eggs and stir-fries them until fragrant. Mickey holds a bowl of rice and stands by, ready to serve. At Lu Ze's command, he throws the mashed rice into the pot and swallows hard.

"Good morning, Lucas. Neither of us slept all night. Go wake up Kesha and have him wash up. We'll be having breakfast in five minutes."

Seeing the two of them like this, it was obvious to anyone that they had talked. This relieved Lucas. After all, it was difficult for employees to deal with their bosses when they had a conflict. Now that the two had made up, it was indeed a good thing for him. He responded and went to Kesha's room to wake him up.

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Breakfast was simple: fried rice with Lao Gan Ma chili sauce and a large bowl of vegetarian soup with fried potato shreds. They had to thank their boss, Mickey, for providing such a Chinese breakfast in England. He was worried that Lu Ze wouldn't be able to get used to British food, so he went to a Chinese supermarket and bought all sorts of Chinese seasonings. As for whether eating such oily food in the morning was healthy, that wasn't a question the four of them had considered. As long as it tasted good and went well with their meal, that was all that mattered.

After a sip of the slightly thick vegetarian soup, the comfort in their stomachs made the four of them sigh repeatedly. For hangover sufferers, drinking some soup in the morning is simply the best way to wake up. Coupled with the slightly spicy and fragrant fried rice, the four of them ate like little pigs, wishing they could devour the whole plate.

I turned on the TV, and it was playing the morning news. Actually, no one watches TV while eating; they just listen to the sound, otherwise it feels like something's missing. Occasionally, if there's news that interests them, they'll glance at it.

Compared to the two brothers from the Lao Men family, Lu Ze's appetite was negligible. The brothers could eat as much as Lu Ze in two days and still have some left over. However, after finishing his meal, Lu Ze did not rush to get off the table. Instead, he took a stack of A4 paper and kept writing and drawing. Occasionally, he would fall into deep thought. After a while, cigarette ash would fall onto the paper, waking Lu Ze from his reverie. He would casually wipe it away, not caring about the mark left by the cigarette ash, and continue writing.

Lucas was eating heartily when suddenly Kesha nudged him with his elbow under the table, nearly shoving a spoon down Lucas's throat. Lucas glared at Kesha, only to find Kesha staring at the paper Lu Ze was writing on, nodding at his somewhat silly older brother.

To make it easier for Mickey to read, Lu Ze wrote the storyboard in English so that the two of them could understand it. These storyboards were obviously not the "Exile" that Mickey had arranged for them, so it was obvious which play's storyboards they were from. Lucas was indeed not very clever compared to Bixar, but there was one thing about his personality that was particularly commendable: he didn't meddle in things that weren't his business.

So he didn't ask any questions, or even look at his brother a second time. He simply shook his head at his younger brother, stuffed each grain of rice into his mouth, and smiled contentedly.

Is it possible that these two brothers have absolutely no ulterior motives? Their brains are not as rough as their physiques suggest. In this line of work, no matter what they look like, even if they look like a turtle, they are definitely smart enough.

The two brothers won awards but achieved nothing, which was only related to their background and nothing else. Lucas was alright, the type who would not bother others unless they bothered him, but Kesha's needs were much greater than his brother's. Now that Lu Ze has started writing the storyboard for "Rebirth", what it means is self-evident. Therefore, this is a trend that Kesha must catch. It's not that he has any bad intentions, but because of his background, he needs to be more cautious.

After reading the news yesterday about a middle-aged man being crippled by a pig in a village south of Liverpool, Mickey stubbed out his cigarette, clapped his hands, and drew the attention of the three men.

"Alright, let me arrange the focus of our work next. That's right, Lu Ze will still be the male lead in my next movie, so our focus for the next stage will be on 'Rebirth'. First, Lu Ze needs to improve the script, including the storyboard, the dialogue, and fix the bugs."

"Then Lucas and Kesha, you two design the new company logo and opening sequence. You can outsource the opening sequence to a design and visual effects company, with you two overseeing it. Once it meets your expectations, send me a sample, and I'll decide whether to use it. The budget should be under 500,000 pounds. If a deposit is needed, I'll transfer it to you. Oh, and Lu Ze, after you finish the storyboards, give them the script for the first four acts to be filmed. Aren't there props in the warehouse? Kesha, you're in charge of location scouting." "I'm going to Berlin today for the film festival's public screening section and to offer roles to actors suitable for the roles in 'Rebirth.' The four of us will be the audition directors. Let's familiarize ourselves with the cast list first. After the film festival, the formal auditions will begin, and filming is expected to start in mid-March. We'll be working on three fronts to get the crew up and running as quickly as possible. That's all, understand?"

"Ok, I see."

The three of them didn't question the last-minute change of plans for Lu Ze to accompany Mickey to the film festival screening. Lu Ze wasn't surprised because it was his decision, while the Mendeleev brothers didn't care at all, since the film festival had nothing to do with them.

That was the plan, very simple. After dinner, Mickey started packing his luggage and left the room half an hour later, heading to the airport to fly to Berlin.

Lu Ze followed closely behind, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and went downstairs. After leaving the community, he turned right and walked fifty meters to the bus stop, which went directly to Clive... oh no, it should now be called "Universal Brothers" film studio.

An hour and a half later, Lu Ze swiped his access card to enter the company. The black guy, Barbo, got up to greet him, nodded in response, and strode up to the third floor to enter his own office.

Sitting in the large and comfortable executive chair, my eyes were first drawn to the five trophies. I pulled out a few tissues and gently wiped away the thin layer of dust on the base of the trophies before I was ready to start working.

There's a water dispenser in the office, and the water is changed regularly even if you don't drink it, so there's no strange smell. After plugging it in and waiting for it to heat up, Lu Ze first took out the complete script and notebook that Mickey had given him from his bag. He opened the packaging of the newly bought decompression spinning top, flicked it with his finger, and it started spinning silently. Work began.

First, he had to write the protagonist's biography and autobiography. He hadn't done this job since the system was upgraded to the second stage. However, the role in this script was too difficult. He wasn't entirely confident that he could master it completely by learning in the system's simulated environment alone. The saying "a bad pen is worse than a good memory" remains true. If he wanted to perform a very difficult role to the best of his ability, he still needed to work hard in both real life and the system simulation.

In this environment, his mind began to race. He was currently filming a movie invested in by the company, which gave him the illusion of returning to Qian Shijia. And thinking of Qian Shijia... his pen paused slightly before resuming its strokes.

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Meanwhile, on the other side of the world, in the capital of China, a meeting is being held to discuss the reform of the Chinese film awards judging process and the Chinese Film Association.

The current president of the Imperial Academy of Drama, Chen Yongbin, sat in the main seat, listening to the report from the director of the China Film Association. His bright red, blunt lion's head walnut did not make a sound as he rubbed it, but his thumb kept rubbing it up and down along the texture of the walnut.

"Currently, due to poor health, Teacher Liu has resigned from his position as a standing director, and also resigned from his position as the head of the Golden Rooster Awards judging panel. At the same time, Teacher Zhang has also been promoted to the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television due to work reasons, and resigned from his director position. However, he will still hold his position on the Golden Rooster Awards judging panel and will officially leave his post next year. The most urgent task now is to fill the vacancies on the judging panel. The candidate has been decided, and Ge Yunzheng will join the Golden Rooster Awards judging panel. Secondly, as Teacher Chen proposed, the China Film Association should absorb fresh blood to rejuvenate the association. After investigation, the candidate has been basically decided. Please take a look."

The large screen lit up, and a photo with a red background appeared on the screen. The face was rugged and handsome, with a resolute expression, without a trace of effeminacy. It perfectly matched the aesthetic of everyone in the conference room. Teacher Chen looked at this familiar face and showed a gratified smile...

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(End of this chapter)