Huayu: From charlatan to great entertainer

Chapter 108: Angry at Taro

"Hurry up and post it, or someone will find out!"

"Brother Hai, we don't need to do this. We are all from the same country."

The slightly older one is called Sun Hai, who is the head of the publicity team sent to Venice by Huayi to cooperate with the crew of "Looking for the Gun".

His hands moved smoothly and he skillfully covered a poster of "Gun Hunt" on top of "Whiplash".

After hearing what the newly graduated young man said, Sun Hai turned around and glared at him: "Who pays you? You're so talkative! Just do what Mr. Wang and the director tell you to do!"

"Besides, among the domestic films this time, only our film 'Looking for the Gun' has the best chance of winning an award. Do you understand unity? Now is the time for their crew to talk about unity!"

The "Whiplash" crew members behind her all looked unhappy. Liu Yifei was so angry that she wanted to step forward to argue, but was stopped by Lu Kuan.

It’s boring to argue with these little Karamis. Boss Lu doesn’t like to hit dogs, he only likes to hit their owners in the face.

Tian Zhuangzhuang patted his shoulder and said, "I'll call Lu Chuan and ask."

He knew that Lu Kuan had a bad temper. If you pissed him off, no matter whether you were a Hong Kong tycoon or a popular young actor, he would help you look decent even if you were not.

However, as compatriots participating in an exhibition together abroad, we must maintain this dignity and not let outsiders laugh at us.

This sixth-generation director also took the overall situation into consideration and was afraid of causing unnecessary misunderstandings.

Lu Kuan smiled calmly, "Teacher Tian, ​​please don't worry. I know what I'm doing."

Suddenly, a few flattering calls came into everyone's ears: "Teacher Tian! Teacher Tian!"

Say Taro and Taro will be here!

Lu Chuan and Wang Xiaolei got out of the car arranged by the crew and arrived at the Film Palace on behalf of the director of "Looking for the Gun" and the investor Huayi.

It was because Jiang Wen didn’t come, otherwise Taro would have to sit in the car behind.

Tian Zhuangzhuang was a calm person. He greeted the two of them and then introduced Lu Kuan and others.

"This is the young director Lu Kuan. Next month he will be a member of the directing department of the Beijing Film Academy."

All three graduated from Beijing Film Academy. Lu Kuan was from the class of 02 in the Directing Department, Lu Chuan was a graduate student from the class of 98 in the Directing Department, and Tian Zhuangzhuang was from the class of 78 in the Directing Department.

In the Chinese social circles, fellow townsmen and classmates have always been unavoidable bonds. Tian Zhuangzhuang introduced them in this way in order to bring everyone closer together to avoid any unpleasantness later.

Lu Chuan adjusted his glasses, glanced at Lu Kuan and continued chatting with Tian Zhuangzhuang. It was obvious that he did not take the seemingly harmless Boss Lu seriously.

Wang Xiaolei looked at Lu Kuan leisurely. Is this the thorn in Liu Zeyu's side?

It looks really good and is somewhat to the brothers' taste.

Then he glanced at Concubine Liu Yi standing beside him and his eyes lit up again.

Compared to his plump breasts and buttocks from eating too much, this white, tender and crispy lotus root that looked like it had just been fished out of the water was more refreshing and lovely.

No wonder the young yamen official, who is fond of food and sex, has lost his appetite.

"The road is wide, right? Hello, nice to meet you."

Mr. Wang extended his hand leisurely and politely, showing the demeanor of a tycoon boss of a film and television company in the circle.

Lu Kuan didn't want to touch his hand. He didn't know whether he touched his breasts or his penis last night.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Wang. I have something to ask you."

If you want to hit someone, you have to hit them in the face. He walked to the wall that had just been covered with posters and rudely tore off the poster of "Looking for a Gun".

Lu Chuan was furious. This movie was his debut work and also his virgin land. He was naturally extremely angry that it was ruined like this.

"what are you doing!"

"Director Lu! President Wang!"

Before he could react, Lu Kuan spoke out, "Two sneaky guys just pretended to be Huayi employees and pasted the poster for 'Looking for a Gun' on the cover of 'Whiplash.'"

"They're still saying this is all the instructions from President Wang and Director Lu. I think the crew from Taiwan Province is trying to sow discord between us, the mainland crew. What do you think?"

This year's Venice, three films from the Gulf Province were shortlisted.

Zhang Zuoji's "Beautiful Time", Zheng Wentang's "Dream Tribe", and Lin Taizhou's "Dancing Melancholy" occupy half of the shortlisted Chinese-language films.

Lu Chuan was just about to scold this young man from Beijing Film Academy for not knowing the rules, but he interrupted her, and she felt like someone had discovered half-eaten shit.

Neither spitting nor swallowing is right.

Wang Xiaolei said calmly, "There's such a thing?!"

"I immediately complained to several Bay Area production crews and the film festival committee. How could they do this?"

Boss Lu smiled and waved his hands, too lazy to play along with them. If he dug deeper, it would be the temporary worker's fault.

"Hello, directors. Can I interview you?"

The Hong Kong, Taiwan and domestic media who were waiting nearby heard the news and came. In fact, they all came for Lu Chuan and "Looking for the Gun".

After all, with Jiang Wen's participation and the funding background of Huayi and China Film, it is easier to gain favor at the film festival.

Several people looked at the camera and microphone and temporarily put aside their disputes. Wang Xiaolei and Lu Kuan adjusted the fastest. They were all dirty bastards and there was no need to be pretentious.

Only Lu Tailang still looked a little unnatural. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.

Tian Zhuangzhuang sneered inwardly and shook his head, feeling that a scholar like Lu Chuan would have no way of expressing his suffering when he met a smart and reckless man like Lu Kuan.

But in the end they were in the wrong. If Lu Kuan didn't get the upper hand, he would have to uphold justice.

Beautiful women always have privileges, and Han Lu from Xinlang and Xie Xiao from Nanfang were the first to ask questions.

"Hello, Director Lu, may I ask how far do you expect "Looking for the Gun" to go in this film festival?"

Like Tian Zhuangzhuang's "Spring in a Small Town", "Looking for a Gun" was shortlisted for the "Against the Current" category.

Lu Chuan cleared his throat politely and modestly gestured to Tian Zhuangzhuang beside him.

"With Arita-sensei's exemplary performance, as a junior, I don't dare to even dream of winning an award. I'm content just to be loved by the audience."

These days, Xinlang's entertainment section is second to none among portals, and its reporters have high on-the-spot adaptability and professional qualities.

There were three crews present. Han Lu saw Lu Chuan and Tian Zhuangzhuang interacting, and took the initiative to bring the topic to Lu Kuan.

"Director Lu, you and Lu Kuanlu, director of Whiplash, are the two youngest and most outstanding young directors competing this year. What are your thoughts and expectations for Whiplash?"

Lu Chuan was born in 71, ten years older than Lu Kuan, who was about to start school this year. He felt a little annoyed when being used as an example by reporters.

In terms of family background, qualifications, works, and connections, how could a student of unknown fame be called a young director on par with himself?
He adjusted his glasses with a flourish. “Oh, I’m sorry I haven’t seen Whiplash yet.”

"It's really great that the work of young students can be shown in Venice. Our country's film industry still needs young people like them, haha."

"But as his senior and predecessor, I still want to give him a friendly reminder."

"Don't be like a bamboo shoot in the mountains or a reed on the wall. Be more humble and eager to learn."

Han Lu had no idea that there had been some disagreement between them just now, and she was a little confused by what he was saying.

This is not a friendly reminder, it is a naked sarcasm.

Bamboo shoots in the mountains have pointed tips, thick skin, and hollow bellies. Reeds on the wall are top-heavy and shallow-rooted.

This is an allusion to the fact that Lu Kuan is seeking fame and reputation but is not worthy of it.

It is said that intellectuals look down on each other, and Han Lu finally experienced it today.

Lu Kuan crossed his arms and squinted his eyes as he watched Taro taking advantage of his seniority in front of the media, with an amusement in his expression.

If Zhuang Xu, who is familiar with him, were here, he would definitely know that this guy is up to no good and is going to punish someone again.

Now there is another concubine, Liu Yi, who understands him.

After experiencing the turmoil on the set, the girl knew that Lu Kuanyuan was not the kind of person who would not fight back or retaliate when being beaten or scolded.

If you don’t believe me, go ask Nicholas Tse and Edison Chen who paid to redeem themselves, or Zhang Tianshuo who couldn’t even redeem himself?
Some time ago I heard that the procuratorate is ready to bring a public prosecution, and the day when I will be transferred from the detention center to the detention house and sing the song of tears behind bars is not far away.

It’s a pity that the news was blocked, and Taro, who was busy working at the "Looking for a Gun" Film Festival some time ago, was still unaware of the seriousness of the problem.

He glanced at Lu Kuan with a smug look on his face. The situation was very awkward.

Originally, the crews from both sides of the Taiwan Strait and Hong Kong and Macau were encouraging and expecting each other in the art hall, but how did it suddenly turn into a quarrel?
But this did not stop a group of reporters from listening intently and carrying cameras, writing down key words in their small notebooks.

Tian Zhuangzhuang couldn't bear to watch it any longer and thought that it would be difficult for the kid from the Lu Tianming family to achieve anything great.

He was about to say something to smooth things over, but Boss Lu spoke first with a smile.

"Director Lu is absolutely right. I completely agree."

"Film is an art form and also a science. We must be quick to learn. Humility leads to progress."

Suddenly he changed the subject, as if he remembered something interesting, and looked at Lu Chuan with an inquiring look.

"Director Lu, I heard that when you were filming 'Looking for the Gun,' Teacher Jiang was so overbearing that he bullied one of your assistant directors to tears. Is that true?"

"I think Mr. Jiang is a good teacher. No wonder there's such a strong ginger flavor in 'Looking for a Gun'. It seems you learned a lot from him, right?"

Lu Chuan was speechless, pointing her right index finger at the rude young director, and was so angry that she couldn't speak for a moment.

You! How dare you!

How could the reporters miss such news? It was just a rumor before, but now they had the opportunity to verify it in person, so they quickly swarmed in and asked all kinds of sharp questions.

"Director Lu, I heard that the director who was crying was you. Is that true?"

"Mr. Wang, I heard that Director Lu called you for help. Is that true?"

"Director Lu..."

"Mr. Wang..."

The director and producer of the "Looking for a Gun" crew were surrounded by cameras and flashbulbs dazzled their eyes.

It seems that the film is not very popular, but these groundless scandals are becoming popular first.

Liu Yifei smiled and gave Boss Lu a thumbs up.

She envied Lu Kuan's mouth so much, how could he always spit out so much ivory.

Tian Zhuangzhuang was quite amused. When he heard Lu Kuan say "Director Lu is right", he thought that this kid had changed his personality.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, a bayonet was inserted straight into Lu Chuan's heart, and the blood was so gushing that it was unbearable to watch.

Lu Chuan, Lu Chuan, why did you mess with that scoundrel Lu Kuan?
He humbly said that it was difficult to compete with his senior Tian Zhuangzhuang, and pointed out that Lu Kuan needed to be more humble and down-to-earth. He believed that he was giving advice to the younger generation from the perspective of a senior.

I didn't expect that a moment of bad mouth would bring me a lifetime of facial pain.

Wang Xiaolei looked at Lu Chuan who was being pressed by reporters and quickly pulled him away.

What a useless scholar. Why argue with him verbally? A novice director comes to the film festival, and there are plenty of ways to deal with him.

Feng Yuanzheng and Tian Zhuangzhuang exchanged a smile and teased Lu Kuan, "Director Lu, you are truly a man of both letters and martial arts!"

"This guy is a hedgehog. He looks harmless, but anyone who wants to touch him should be careful not to get pricked."

Boss Lu laughed and said, "Teacher Tian, ​​you saw it just now. They were the ones who were disrespectful first. He insisted on putting his face close to me and hitting me. There was nothing I could do!"

Only Liu Yifei was a little confused: "Director Lu, is the teacher Jiang you just mentioned Jiang Wen? Why is he reacting so strongly?"

In fact, the experiences of Lu Kuan and Lu Chuan at this time were quite similar.

At this time, Lu Chuan came to Venice with his debut film "Looking for a Gun". He had just risen from a small screenwriter at the Beijing Film Studio to a film director who was awarded films abroad. His father, a screenwriter, had not yet given him much help.

Lu Chuan's comedic comeback was made possible by the appearance of the noble Jiang Wen.

After the movie "The Devils" was banned in 2000, Jiang Wen was bored and took a fancy to this script.

So they sought investment, found a venue, selected actors, and even invited Han Shanping, the head of China Film Group, to make a cameo appearance as the police chief.

As for Jiang Wen, everyone who knows him knows that at this time, Lu Chuan, who is still unknown, can never compete with him.

It is said that after being completely suppressed on one occasion, Lu Chuan called her investor Wang Dajun of Huayi in a wronged manner and tearfully complained about her experience of being bullied.

As the saying goes, if you hit someone's eggs first, your chances of winning are half as high.

Lu Kuan was talking about something that was completely irrelevant and tore off a piece of flesh from the popular Lu Chuan.

Upon hearing this, Concubine Liu Yi laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her back. She held her stomach and supported Lu Kuan's shoulders.

She fully understood what it meant to never delay revenge and to enjoy life to the fullest.

It’s such a pleasure to be with such a person!

Of course, the prerequisite is that you want to be friends with him.

Tian Zhuangzhuang shook his head helplessly, but this was all Lu Chuan's own fault. Lu Kuan was young and energetic, so there was nothing wrong with fighting back like this.

He flipped through the guidebook in his hand, which contained a very detailed map of the venue and screening information, including movie ticket prices.

"Xiaolu, I have to go back to the crew first. The screening of 'The Drummer' is scheduled for the morning of the 4th, and 'Small Town' is scheduled for the afternoon of the 4th. I'll have free time these few days. See you then."

"Well... 'Looking for a Gun' is also on the morning of the 4th, one show earlier than yours. We should go together then."

"We are all compatriots when we are out there, so we have to keep a decent appearance."

Lu Chuan was fine, but his talkative father was extremely aggressive. Later, there was an anecdote that he and Han Han had a three-hundred-round argument online.

Tian Zhuangzhuang was worried that he and Lu Chuan would get angry with each other and make enemies for himself.

These days, if you want to offend anyone, don’t offend intellectuals. They are like flies, so disgusting.

"Okay, Mr. Tian, ​​just call me if you need anything."

Tian Zhuangzhuang waved his hand and left, thinking to himself that you are a donkey kid, I dare not trouble you easily if I have any problems.

"Xiaolu, what are we going to do next?"

Lu Kuan glanced at her speechlessly. Whenever there were no formal occasions with outsiders around and Liu Xiaoli was not there to remind him, this little girl would usually shamelessly call him that.

Don’t ask, if you’re asking, he’s your savior, so what’s wrong with calling you Xiaolu?
(End of this chapter)