Director of Photography Department of Huayu

Chapter 15: Bigger picture!

Tian Zhuangzhuang was calm and composed at the moment.

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Mu Deyuan was furious when he saw this. "Yes, yes, you have a big vision. If you want a big vision, then why don't you..."

"Tell me, Lao Mu, which student in the directing department do you like? I'll help you get in touch with him, and next year you'll have your favorite student. That's wonderful!" Tian Zhuangzhuang said happily.

"What you think is quite beautiful."

Mu Deyuan quickly stopped talking. He had been stuck in the middle of his sentence just now because the director department was full of those idiots. He couldn't even remember all their names, so how could they be of any quality?

"I almost fell for that old bastard's trick!" Mu Deyuan cursed inwardly, then calmed down for a moment before saying slowly, "As for those talented students in the directing department's undergraduate class, you should let your teachers teach them well. Wu Chen is a rough diamond that needs to be polished by my photography department."

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Seeing that Mu Deyuan was not fooled and instead provoked him, Tian Zhuangzhuang was unable to refute for a moment. The main reason was that his own student was really disappointing and there was nothing to refute.

"Eat, eat!" Tian Zhuangzhuang said depressedly.

"Don't walk so fast, Lao Tian. As a great director, can't you give some advice on the script?" Mu Deyuan chased after him, talking incessantly.

Tian Zhuangzhuang's pace was getting faster and faster.

"Teacher Tian!"

"Director Tian!"

Several students from the directing department greeted him when they saw him, but before they could finish their words, they felt a gust of wind blow by and the person disappeared.

"Uh, Teacher Mu!"

"Why are the two directors leaving so quickly? Is there something urgent?"

"Maybe something big has happened. How about we follow and take a look?"

"Forget it, Director Tian is really harsh when he scolds people, and I don't want to be scolded!"

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"Old Tian, ​​you can't be so stingy. You need to have a bigger picture!" Mu Deyuan kept muttering. Seeing that Tian Zhuangzhuang didn't respond, he changed the subject. "I plan to go to Old Zhang's place later. Do you want to come?"

"Huh? Why are you going to Lao Zhang?" Tian Zhuangzhuang was a little confused, but after thinking about it, he immediately understood, "No wonder you took out the script. You must have come all the way to Lao Zhang specifically. Wu Chen is only a freshman and wants to apply for this funding. You've passed this hurdle, but you still have to go through another!"

Mu Deyuan grinned and agreed without saying anything.

"Okay, I'll go too. It's a good opportunity to talk to him about whether the directing department can get more money in the future. Nothing can be done without money, and everyone is hesitant." Tian Zhuangzhuang nodded in response.

"You want money again, you want money again. How much of the directing department's funds are taken up by it?" Mu Deyuan grumbled, but he did not strongly object. After all, the directing department of Beijing Film Academy is indeed one of the facades of Beijing Film Academy.

Fortunately, the photography department has sufficient funding.

"Well, let Lao Tian make the charge first. If this can be negotiated, I will also go and try to persuade them!" Mu Deyuan thought to himself.

"Bigger picture!" Tian Zhuangzhuang said speechlessly, "If I negotiate, it won't benefit you? Don't tell me you don't have some ulterior motives in your mind right now!"

"Eat, eat!"

On the other side, Wu Chen and his friends had already eaten and drunk their fill, and were leisurely preparing to return to the dormitory to rest, and along the way they would enjoy the beautiful cultural landscape.

"I feel like I'm a little bit worse than Senior Sister Dong Xuan." Xiang Zhuo shook his head, looking like a judge.

"Why didn't you say anything just now? You're as cowardly as a quail!" Wu Chen was too lazy to pay attention to this guy, a typical theoretical "holy beast".

"What a surprise! Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's play a few games of Red Alert and feel the romance of France?" Xiang Zhuo suggested with a turn of his eyes.

"I don't want to play, I want to study!" Park Song-il refused decisively.

"I don't want to play either. I want to sleep!" Chu Tianshu yawned and looked wilted.

Wu Chen looked at Xiang Zhuo's eager eyes and sighed, "I want to relax, but you're too weak, forget it!" "Puff!"

Park Song-il and Chu Tianshu burst into laughter when they heard this.

"Damn it, I'll go back and practice my skills hard, and I'm going to surprise you guys next time!" Xiang Zhuo was indignant and made a bold statement.

Back in the dormitory, the three of them each did their own thing, and Wu Chen became the idler.

"It's just right. Let's take this opportunity to talk about that."

Wu Chen thought about it, slipped out of the dormitory, found a secluded corner, took out his cell phone and dialed Wu Yangming's number.

"Dad, it's like this. I have an idea. Can you help me think about it?" Wu Chen said slowly.

Wu Yangming listened, sometimes frowning, sometimes relaxing, and finally understood what Wu Chen meant.

"You mean, you're planning to talk to the two distributors in Guangzhou that your family works with. Could you use their sample shoes or finished products for the male and female protagonists of your movie?"

Wu Yangming pondered for a moment and thought carefully, "It is feasible to a certain extent. The sample shoes at the Yangcheng stall are actually unlabeled inventory.

Although our factory manufactures shoes, we actually help with processing. Not to mention small factories like ours, even large factories now help with processing.

Your film is a hidden advertisement, but whether it can be accepted by Russian customers or distributors in Guangzhou is a question."

Wu Yangming immediately analyzed the key point: whether customers are willing to pay for such inconspicuous advertising is a question.

"Dad, please help me contact them. If they are interested, I will go and convince them!"

Wu Chen had expected his father to agree to help. This was just an extra way to make money. If it succeeded, it would be a good thing. If it failed, it wouldn't have much of an impact, except that his share of the movie would be smaller.

"By the way, Dad, it's not a good idea for our family to just run a factory to help others with processing. Should we move to the shoe city and open a stall?" Wu Chen saw that the time was ripe and struck while the iron was hot.

The downstream factories are exhausted but not making much money. If they want to transform, they have to start from now and then adapt to the situation at the right time. Otherwise, if they take too big a step at once, they will not be able to cope with it.

"I've thought about what you said!" Wu Yangming was very relieved to hear this. "I will discuss this with your mother."

"Okay, go ahead and do your work. I'll contact someone."

Wu Yangming hung up the phone and smiled brightly, "My son has grown up!"

"What's the point of building so many magnetic storm coils? The other side's flying army will drown you!"

"Fuck! Yuri has taken control of the base vehicle! Quick! Use the dog to bite him to death!"

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Wu Chen heard Xiang Zhuo's roar as soon as he returned to the dormitory.

Chu Tianshu and Pu Songri, neither of them slept nor studied, both stood behind Xiang Zhuo watching the fight.

Wow, emotions are really contagious. Xiang Zhuo is now as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

Seeing that Xiang Zhuo was about to die, Wu Chen deliberately leaned towards the door and said, "Damn it, Old Mu!"

Wu Chen's voice sounded like a bolt from the blue in Xiang Zhuo's ears.

"Bang!" Xiang Zhuo quickly turned off the monitor and pressed and held the power button to shut down the computer. He patted his chest in shock and said, "Brother Chen, where is Lao Mu?"

"Oh, my eyesight has been getting worse recently!" Wu Chen covered his forehead and slowly walked towards his bed.

"Brother Chen, why are you touching your forehead when you're dizzy?" Xiang Zhuo pinched his finger bones and smiled sinisterly, "Do you want me to help you take a look?"

"Hahaha!"

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(End of this chapter)