Huayu: Are you even sitting up straight? You're going to be the director?

Chapter 65 I don't want a way to live, I am the way to live!
August 15th, 8:00 AM.

Yun Chencheng, who is often referred to as a "50-cent party member" and an angry young man by his friends, lined up early at the only movie theater in the county.

His maternal grandfather was a veteran who participated in the War of Resistance against Japan.

From a young age, Yun Chencheng liked to stay at his uncle's house and his maternal grandfather's house. His maternal grandfather was already very old at the time, so he would wake up at around four o'clock in the morning and would wake Yun Chencheng up.

Grandpa told him many stories and hoped he would join the army, but he had good grades and got into a very good 985 university, Jiangcheng University, so he didn't end up joining the army.

Since last year, when I talked about Cao Zhong with my friends at school, and about Cao Zhong's remarks, it was normal for us to have verbal arguments.

Even among roommates, things don't always go smoothly.

But Yun Chencheng found it very unbelievable that he was praising Cao Zhong's behavior, Cao Zhong's personal reasoning ability, and Cao Zhong's dissatisfaction with Ozu Yasujiro.
Not only did the people around him not stand by his side, but they also shared the story as a joke with their fellow villagers who studied humanities. In the end, he didn't know why he became famous. Later, someone told him that several humanities students from different classes had specifically named and mocked him as an angry young man.

Moreover, the proportion of those people is quite large.

This left Yun Chencheng speechless. Is it wrong to be patriotic?
So later on, he avoided arguing with others about such topics and focused more on his studies.

A person shouldn't argue with a dog.

However, his recognition of Cao Zhong led him to pay attention to Cao Zhong's news in his spare time. After seeing the release date of Cao Zhong's movie, his comments and criticisms, he did not join the online attacks, but instead bought tickets to support him early on.

To Yun Chencheng's great surprise, the county's cinema was packed even though it was morning.

Many people are waiting.

After waiting a while, when they were allowed to enter, Yun Chencheng realized that all these people were there to see "Nanjing Photo Studio".

Yun Chencheng was very surprised and even more puzzled.

Why are some people in universities not as good as people in county towns?

The country has been providing opportunities and relative fairness, reducing or waiving tuition and fees, and increasing the proportion of nine-year compulsory education. How come in the end, it has produced some things that are worse than pigs and dogs?

Yun Chencheng came from a small town, and he knew that unfairness existed in different regions.

He understands it from a certain perspective.

However, many of the people he knew at Jiangcheng University had also worked very hard to get in, but their thinking was completely different from his.

Yun Chencheng stopped thinking about these trivial matters and entered the theater.

It's a small cinema after all, and it can't compare to the cinemas in Wuhan, but the occupancy rate in the theater is indeed very high.

As the lights dimmed,

As the movie began, the logos of companies such as Dragon Mark, China Film Group, and Chengying Film Studio slowly disappeared into the background.

There was some noise in the theater at first.

As he looked around, Yun Chencheng suddenly realized that everything around him had become quiet.

When Lin Yuxiu asked Wang Guanghai, "What if? What if the Japanese really lose?"
Yun Chencheng thought of his maternal grandfather. He had no idea how his grandfather had survived in those times.

But my grandfather has already passed away.

But...we really did win!

Yun Chencheng thought to himself, but when he thought about how some liberal arts students at school called him a radical youth, he felt a little confused.

When Yun Chencheng saw the news that he had traveled thousands of miles in a day and covered all of China, he could no longer hold back his tears.

He thought the characters in the movie were going to escape, to escape the suffering city of Nanjing.

The next second, however, he was jolted awake.

The mother and daughter, who should have left, were instead forcibly killed.

Afterwards, Yun Chencheng saw Ito, whom he initially thought was a good person, undergo a transformation from 'refined' to 'devil'.

This transformation process made Yun Chencheng's scalp tingle, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.

When the movie ended, Yun Chencheng narrowed his eyes solemnly.

He couldn't control other people, but he suddenly realized that what he should do most was to put in the greatest effort in his studies, to be self-reliant, and to make the effort he could for the country.

This is a legacy passed down from my maternal grandfather.

It is also the best response to the Japanese invaders in the movie during peacetime.

The Chinese civilization, spanning five thousand years, is most likely to unite as one, especially during times of hardship.

But even when things are not going well, there still needs to be people who dedicate their lives to the development of the country.

Yun Chencheng looked up, his confidence strengthened.

"I can't do anything else, I can only take care of myself. But Cao Zhong is really awesome, I must continue to support him."

Yun Chencheng had many feelings, but intuitively he could feel that this movie was also an excellent movie. At least he did not feel drowsy or even distracted at all.

He watched the whole thing, both angry and calm.

"Fuck those little Japanese."

Someone next to me uttered those words, and then many people in the theater started cursing.

Yun Chencheng smiled. He felt that this voice, compared to the knowledgeable and insightful communication and exchanges that liberal arts students used to criticize him at school, was quite different.
This moment was like heavenly music.

It turns out there are still many normal people.

They are the ones who are sick.

……

For several months now, Jia Zhangke has been very anxious. These past few days, he has only been able to fall asleep by taking sleeping pills.

Ever since Cao Zhong launched his attack on him at the premiere, he has feigned composure, pretending to be busy attending the Venice Film Festival's nominated films, but privately he has been contacting Su Mu and many media outlets.
They amplified Cao Zhong's remarks online, expanding their reach and scope of attack.
He attempted to bring Ang Lee and Jiang Wen, two directors who were selected for the main competition at the Venice Film Festival this year, into his alliance.

Furthermore, they dug up old grievances, dragging in Wang Quan'an, Wang Xiaoshuai, Chen Kaige, and Zhang Yimou.

Only in this way can he be safe.

He originally thought Cao Zhong could be easily crushed in the name of "art,"

However, Cao Zhong's various propaganda tactics and the attacks against him have generated quite a stir recently, which has made him a little uneasy.

In fact, he wasn't afraid of any of his other films, including some that were banned; he was pursuing art.

He was particularly worried about the film "Still Life".

The film was funded by French capital raised through Takeshi Kitano's company.

This is the most secretive thing.

He could sense that he was the chosen one.

Although no one explicitly communicated with him or explained the matter in detail,
However, he had vaguely sensed the source of this control over discourse a few years ago.

Through organized relay tactics, they intercept others' words, distort true details, and manipulate concepts. They use subconscious manipulations such as blocking, repeating, substituting, and filling in meaning through linguistic "nouns" and visual "images," thereby firmly controlling their fabricated narratives.
After discovering this, he chose a topic that could be absolutely permitted.

And then he actually won!

It beat Alain Resnais, an 84-year-old representative of the French New Wave, and "The Secret of Our Secrets," which was praised by Italian film critics as being worthy of being included in contemporary French social studies textbooks, to win the Golden Lion.

He was furious, furious at Cao Zhong's insult to him.

He simply figured out the other person's preferences; no one gave him any benefits!
This is a slander against his character!
Moreover, the Golden Lion trophy couldn't possibly be made of bones; it represents the glory of the Chinese language!
Jia Zhangke squinted his eyes. He had also come to the movie theater, but not to contribute to Cao Zhong's box office. He just wanted to see what level Cao Zhong was at so he could make his next move.

Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy can help you win a hundred battles.

As Jia Zhangke entered the theater, his heart skipped a beat.

There are a lot of people.

Compared to his movies... well, there's no comparison at all.

However, as he watched, Jia Zhangke fell silent.

Putting aside the film's artistic merit, it's an absolutely captivating movie that keeps you watching. It holds the audience's attention from beginning to end, and the director's techniques and skills are very impressive, belying the work of a young director.

The film's plot twists are quite clever, and some of the background music is very tense, suspenseful, and exciting.

But in the end, all of this paved the way for the final emotional conflict and blood-pumping confrontation.

Halfway through the movie, Jia Zhangke sensed something was off.

After the movie ended, the feeling that something was wrong became even stronger.

The whole place was quiet.

Jia Zhangke sat there in silence, feeling as if he were sitting on pins and needles, as if he had a thorn in his back, as if he had a fishbone stuck in his throat.

He suddenly realized that things were getting a bit complicated.

……

At China Film Studio, Han Sanpin turned on the TV. The news Cao Zhong caused yesterday was huge.
Han Sanpin didn't dare to watch the news all night.

He even took a day off today to soothe his soul, which had been bombarded by Cao Zhong.

Han Sanpin is so old, he's seen quite a few people.

He had never seen anyone as reckless as Cao Zhong.

There wasn't much news about Cao Zhong on TV anymore, so Han Sanpin randomly pressed a channel and happened to catch a rerun of the TV series "The Great Song Dynasty Forensic Examiner".

They're reciting lines inside.

"I want to say this to you again today: don't think that you, Song Ci, alone can clear the world and quell all the injustices. Let me tell you, Song Ci, even if there were ten or eight more of you, you wouldn't be able to make this murky world clear and peaceful."

You keep talking about the law all day long, but do you even know what the law is?

Alright, let me tell you, the law of the king is the law of the royal family.

"Song Aiqing, those boxes you just delivered were unfortunately destroyed in the fire..."

Han Sanpin muttered, "What a terrible TV series."

He originally planned to wait until tomorrow to check the box office before contacting Cao Zhong. But at this moment, he couldn't hold back any longer; a sense of tension and absurdity filled his heart.

So, Han Sanpin made a phone call to Cao Zhong.

Beep beep beep, beep beep beep.

A short while later, Cao Zhong answered the phone outside the movie theater.

"Cao Zhong, with your bombardment yesterday, are you not planning to leave any way out? I can hold on, but I'm afraid I can't withstand it!"

Han Sanpin asked.

Cao Zhong smiled, looking at the endless stream of people coming to watch the movie around him, and smiled sincerely.

"Chairman Han, I don't need a way out, I am my own way out."

(End of this chapter)