Director of Photography Department of Huayu

Chapter 5 Our Photography Department is this!
"Teacher, doesn't our college have a creative fund? The Ministry of Culture also has an art fund."

"You're a freshman, yet you know quite a lot!" Mu Deyuan looked at Wu Chen meaningfully. "I'm afraid you've been planning this for quite some time. You've even found out about the Ministry of Culture?"

Wu Chen chuckled and said nothing more.

"Have you ever inquired about the conditions for these?"

Seeing this, Mu Deyuan said angrily, "You think a freshman like you can even dream of the National Ministry of Culture's art fund? Who do you think I am? Do you think I have any connections?"

"There's also a creative fund for practical projects within the academy, which is generally used to support outstanding graduates. People from the directing department are still lining up!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Chen pulled his stool and moved closer to Mu Deyuan, then whispered, "Teacher, you know about the directing department. They are all second-generation students, few of whom have real skills. It would be a waste to give them such talents.

People outside say that our photography department is this kind of thing!"

"Which one?"

"The one who's in charge!"

"Yes, I heard that too." Although Wu Chen's voice became lower, Park Songri on the side heard it clearly and immediately echoed.

"Those bastards spread these rumors." Mu Deyuan covered his forehead. "You better be careful and don't spread this to the director's department next door."

"Oh, don't worry, I definitely won't spread it!" Wu Chen patted his chest and promised, "Even if this rumor came from somewhere, I don't know where it came from, anyway, I just heard it!"

"You all have a lot of gossip."

Mu Deyuan said unhappily. Although he somewhat agreed with what was said, he couldn't say it out loud.

"Hehe, so, teacher, then..." Wu Chen rubbed his hands embarrassedly.

There's no way, making a movie is indeed not an easy thing.

He either doesn't know how to make money or can't use it now.

For example, as a football fan, he doesn't watch football, but he only remembers that Germany defeated Brazil 7-1 in the World Cup semi-final one year, but he has forgotten which year it was.

What about Bitcoin, stocks, and lotteries? Not to mention.

One hasn't been born yet.

One is to use the money in his pocket now and at most throw it into the air.

As for the last one, it was just issued this year. Not to mention that he can’t remember the number, even if he did, whether he won or not would depend on the mood of the director.
Right now, the only thing I can think of that can make some money is probably writing, but it is a time-consuming job.

Writing scripts and drawing storyboards are also time-consuming tasks.

If we deal with the front, we won’t be able to deal with the back. Now we can only focus on the college and Mu Deyuan.

Now schools and teachers are the real important ones. If you don’t use them for four years, they will be useless.

"Why are you in such a hurry? I'll take a closer look at your script when we get back later."

"By the way, teacher, I also drew a storyboard. Can I show it to you later?"

There were too many files in total, so Wu Chen only took the script first, and the storyboards were still in the dormitory.

"You've even done this?" Mu Deyuan was a little surprised. For a moment, he didn't expect that Wu Chen was so well prepared.

But the more thorough the preparation, the more it proves that Wu Chen had been planning this for a long time.

"Your time these past few months has not been in vain."

"Teacher, you don't know that Brother Chen often stays up until one or two in the morning for this project!" Park Songri added quickly when he saw this.

"We're young, staying up late is nothing." Wu Chen waved his hand, looking nonchalant.

"Okay, bring it over later." Mu Deyuan nodded. Wu Chen knew there was something interesting going on and immediately noticed the delicious mutton.

At this moment, a shout was heard outside the door.

"Brother Ma, Brother Han, Brother Xu, this time is all thanks to you. Without you, there would be no Incense. I, Ning, thank you all!"

"Hey, hey, hey, Director Ning, there's no need for that. You're the backbone. We were all paid to do this, but you single-handedly did all the directing, screenwriting, and photography. You're the one who did the most. We have to thank you."

"That's right, Director Ning, without you as the screenwriter, cinematographer, and director, this movie wouldn't have won the Best Picture Award at the Tokyo Ginza Film Festival!"

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"Teacher, that's Senior Brother Ning Hao from the Registrar's Office, right?"

Wu Chen didn't even bother to guess, after all, what the two groups said was obvious enough.

"Well, he should be here to celebrate. At the end of last month, just a few days ago, his graduation project won an award at the Tokyo Ginza Film Festival!"

Mu Deyuan had a smile on his face at the moment, because he was familiar with Ning Hao's mentor. He immediately stood up and said:
"They should have dispersed. I called them over. We're all from the same school, so we should get to know each other. If we run into problems in the future, we can help each other out."

He also wanted to take this opportunity to speak openly in front of the two of them.

The film industry is a circle that places special emphasis on mentorship and student relationships.

While this kind of relationship is important in many industries, in the film industry, especially in creative professions such as directors, cinematographers, and screenwriters, the connection between teachers and students is sometimes closer than in other industries.

Wu Chen was also very clear about it and his heart was filled with gratitude.

Compared to his previous life, when he struggled in the circle and spent most of his life to make a name for himself, the treatment he receives now is something he could not even imagine in his previous life.

Outside the door, Ning Hao saw off some of the crew members of "Incense" and was about to leave with Xing Aina, but he heard Mu Deyuan's call after just two steps.

"Teacher Mu!"

Ning Hao was a little surprised and quickly walked over with Xing Aina by his hand. "Are you having dinner with your friends?"

"And two freshmen from the undergraduate photography department!" Mu Deyuan smiled.

This answer left Ning Hao dumbfounded.

Mu Deyuan can be said to be the leader of the photography department. He was a bit unlucky at the beginning, so he was unable to become his disciple, which was somewhat regrettable.

However, he also met another mentor, who was not from the photography department, but gave him a lot of help and helped him build confidence when he started preparing for his first film "Incense".

"Come and eat some more?"

Ning Hao knew exactly what Mu Deyuan meant, which was to go over and have a chat.

"Okay, I also want to see which two junior brothers are so outstanding. It seems that the photography department has produced new talents." Ning Hao chuckled and walked into the box with Xing Aina.

At this time, Ning Hao's hairline had not yet become an M shape, and his face was not as round as it is now. Combined with the currently popular punk-style short hair, he had a somewhat cool and handsome feel.

However, compared with Xing Aina, who was in her prime and had a bit of literary air, it was still a little bit lacking.

"Senior Brother Ning Hao!"

Park Song-il stood up, his eyes shining with a hint of admiration, just like an elementary school student seeing a classmate with excellent grades.

"Senior Brother Ning Hao, Senior Sister Xing!"

Ning Hao and Xing Aina responded and looked at Wu Chen at the same time.

"Do you know me?" Xing Aina asked curiously.

(End of this chapter)