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

Chapter 90 A Ban [Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets]

"Let me tell you, Xiao Cao. Don't think this is an easy task for me. I offended some people in order to issue an ultimatum for this play."

When they finished talking and Cao Zhong was about to leave, Han Sanpin couldn't help but remind him.

"If Focus Features was the only production company for this film, that would be one thing, but Sil-Metropole also has a stake in it."

Among the producers are some old acquaintances of mine, and this time I stand firmly behind you.
"You'd better get this sorted out for me regarding the new movie."

Han Sanpin felt he had to let Xiao Cao know his suffering.

Although this person could not be considered his closest friend, family, or brother!
But since we've offended you, Cao Zhong, you have to pay more!
Was it easy for him? Yes, it wasn't easy for him!
No job is easy.
Just now at the meeting, the opponent put forward a very strong point of view, which almost made him lose his voice.

It might even work better.

This is what they call "crossing the river by feeling for the stones".

What difference does it make what kind of stone it is?

That's how it is at this level of meeting; everyone's points are valid.

It was Cao Zhong, the highest-grossing director in mainland China's entertainment industry, who generated so much buzz that Han Sanpin urged them to hold the meeting as soon as possible.

Don't give the other party too quick a reaction.

Even so, the voices that were expected to emerge did appear.

There is only one opponent.
But even one person puts a lot of pressure on Han Sanpin!
If he hadn't so sarcastically laid out the significance, box office impact, and social influence of "Nanjing Photo Studio," along with Zhang Yimou's supposed illness and retreat, and the expectations of the people, word by word, he might not have won.

However, Han Sanpin disappeared in the second half.

It was Han Sanpin's merit to fight for Cao Zhong in this matter.

As for the rest, when Han Sanpin reveals it, is it his own achievement or Cao Zhong's achievement?

So he said half of it.

Cao Zhong should thank him.

Cao Zhong paused in his steps as he walked out, and said, "Let's talk about it at the celebration banquet. The film about the Olympic bid will start soon."

“Then I’ll have Haicheng prepare and get things ready. We won’t wait for 400 million,” Han Sanpin said, leaning against his desk. “I used to think that Titanic was an insurmountable peak, a heavy stone in my heart. But now that we’ve crossed it, it seems like it’s not such a big deal.”

Cao Zhong turned to look at Han Sanpin, speechless.

Did you cross that threshold? And now you're making these comments.

Turning his head, Cao Zhong became even angrier. Han Sanpin pulled out a cigarette from somewhere, put it on his nose, and sniffed it, looking quite pleased with himself.

"Bodyguards, don't forget, Chairman Han."

Cao Zhong reminded him, then suddenly remembered something: "By the way, I think you should give me Director Wang An's contact information."

Han Sanpin looked unwell, put down his cigarette, and his eyes were wary.

"Why do you need Director Wang An's contact information?"

Cao Zhongdao said, "I need to make him thank me."

Han Sanpin's eyes lit up, a mixture of surprise and bewilderment.

……

The entire entertainment industry is still feeling the afterglow of that night's frenzy.

It’s even getting worse!

On the internet, all sorts of opinions have begun to swell and the battle between them has intensified.

Just like when Cao Zhong criticized Ozu before, but this time, it is clear that Cao Zhong has already built up a huge base of support.

The audience of "Nanjing Photo Studio" were all his supporters.

"We watched 'Nanjing Photo Studio' and saw the truth, and listened to 'As You Wish,' 'Misplaced Time and Space,' and 'Jade Plate,' while you insulted the martyrs. What do you take us, the audience, for?"

"I checked the records, and it's true that the whole family was loyal and martyred. The cenotaphs of his brother and fiancé are still in Nanjing! Don't they have any humanity?"

"If all Chinese directors were like Director Cao, clearly stating right and wrong, which audience wouldn't want to support them?"

Of course, there are also opposing views.

Jiang Zhiqiang's contacts with southern media outlets are also making efforts to try and salvage the negative public opinion surrounding "Ailing".

Southern Metropolis Daily headline: "On the Public Opinion Suppression Behind Cao Zhong's Previous Interview Discussing the 'Triple Structure'"

The content states that Cao Zhong's previous malicious attacks on the two films that won the Golden Lion Award were premeditated.
It was a public relations tactic used to prepare for the film's release and its run after its run.

Cao Zhong predicted the award-winning films with his remarkable artistic sensitivity.

Then they use vicious propaganda tactics and overt logic to maliciously attack others, all in order to establish the legitimacy of their films and create a golden halo for themselves.

Cao Zhong's vicious attacks on the two films celebrating the glory of Chinese people are an attempt to shatter the confidence that has just risen among Chinese people after winning awards.

The Beijing News headline reads: "Cao Zhong's attack on 'Ailing' is the ultimate display of angry youth, pseudo-scientists, and extremism."

Art and history should not be confused. The content and historical context in the original work are merely what the original text describes, and are universally applicable.
The characters are unrelated to martyrs; they represent the complexities and limitations of humanity, art, love, betrayal, and time and space.
It puts pressure on the actors' artistic tension, but also elevates the complexity and profundity of art.

Cao Zhong's linking of art and historical judgment with politics is a step backward in history.

On his way home, Cao Zhong also saw these comments, and he also saw people calling them idiots under the news headlines published by these portal websites.

Cao Zhong couldn't help but laugh.
Some of these statements are completely nonsensical, while others make the same mistake he made when criticizing Ozu for his past criticisms of those who had insulted him.

It's obvious they've been paid.

It's good that you got the money.
The fact that they accepted the money proves someone was desperate.

Jiang Zhiqiang was indeed very anxious.
In Beijing, he had already made several phone calls to people he frequently contacted.

No one answered the call.
When you're feeling really down,
He replied with a text message: "You're late. Be more careful next time."

Jiang Zhiqiang stared at the nine characters with a sharp gaze.

These few words seem to say nothing, yet they say everything.

He understood, and his heart was still bleeding.

While Jiang Zhiqiang wasn't officially a producer in this film, he did contribute significant financial resources as both a producer and distributor.
He seemed to see the money, now just worthless paper.

No, it's already become waste paper.

Jiang Zhiqiang did not retain any rights to the film outside of mainland China and Hong Kong.
With a production cost of nearly 100 million, and overseas copyrights and the value of the film's release, he didn't receive a single penny.

His gains came from the outcomes in mainland China and Hong Kong.

At that moment, he slumped down on a bench by the roadside and couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh.

"Tens of millions, gone down the drain?"

But Jiang Zhiqiang also heard another meaning in that sentence: next time?

"Do you think I'll do it again?"

Leaning back on the bench, Jiang Zhiqiang no longer knew whether he should feel sad or happy.

He didn't even realize he should blame himself for his lack of vigilance.
Wang An is such an idiot.
It's still Cao Zhong's fault.

However, the fear deep inside did indeed disappear by more than half after receiving this text message!
……

2007 year 9 month 9 day,
Eleven o'clock in the morning.

The document did not mention Cao Zhong's name.

But everywhere I looked, I could see echoes of Cao Zhong's speech that night.

Several items,

Every single one is deadly!

The opinions came out so quickly that people were stunned!
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Beijing Film Academy dormitory

Wang Renjun looked at Cao Zhong:

"Brother Zhong, that's awesome! This is the Golden Lion Award! This is the Golden Lion Award!"
It was just swatted to death like that? Swatted dead instantly? Like swatting a mosquito?

What else can I say besides being shocked?
Qi Jiuzhou was also full of admiration: "You're amazing, you're amazing, Brother Zhong! You beat the Golden Lion Award and brought your brothers along. My role as Song Chengyi has made so many people send me scripts. But I have a favor to ask, don't just bring me, bring my dad too."

Cao Zhong turned his head: "Does your father intend to return to public life?"

Qi Jiuzhou said, "My father didn't say anything, but if you're interested, I'll have him come to the dormitory to beg you in person."

Cao Zhong: ...

Wang Renjun, who was standing to the side, couldn't stand it anymore and started to confront Qi Jiuzhou: "You ambushed me, didn't you? You're not fighting for roles for your brothers, but you're fighting for scripts for your dad?"

Qi Jiuzhou chuckled.

Cao Zhong turned on the computer that Beijing Film Academy had delivered to his dormitory in the past few days, looked at the notice, and seemed to be deep in thought.

Cao Zhong thought to himself.

This is a good thing.

He looked at Wang An's number on his phone and wondered to himself if this guy was on a plane flying back to China.
It's a pity, it's too late.

……

Beijing Film Academy, Directing Department.

The office was in an uproar.
"How many years has it been since something like this has been made? This is too ruthless, Cao Zhong is too ruthless."

While those teachers and professors were shouting "ruthless!", they suddenly remembered something.
That would be great if it were a friend.
However, they have a clear artistic rivalry with Cao Zhong.
They're not consistent!

Tian Zhuangzhuang also came over to look, and for some reason, his first thought was that Wang An should frame and hang up this ban document.

In that case, it would be true, absolute art!
However, Tian Zhuangzhuang also had a very strange and complicated feeling in her heart.

My scalp is a little itchy for some reason.

"Cough cough,"

Tian Zhuangzhuang coughed twice. "Where's Hongwei?"

"I don't know, they've probably gone out."

"Artistic debates are ultimately a matter between the schools themselves. Cao Zhong has certainly demonstrated his abilities,"

Tian Zhuangzhuang looked at everyone and asked for their opinions.
“I think Cao Zhong also has some value for our Beijing Film Academy. Why don’t we have Hongwei talk to him and see if he’s willing to pursue a double degree in the directing department, like a master’s or even a doctorate? What do you all think?”

Everyone was speechless.

Is this you?

Is this still Director Tian?
The artistic path you've always pursued is exactly like "The Good Man," isn't it? Even more ruthless, more extreme than him, how have you changed?!

(End of this chapter)