This time, the scene was awkward. Everyone looked at each other with a strange expression. It was said that Director Pan was eccentric and extremely difficult to deal with. Now it seemed that the rumor was true.
In any case, Ding Ning was the host today. No matter how eccentric Pan Yigang was, since he had accepted the invitation, he should not show his displeasure.
Even if Ding Ning was thick-skinned, he was a little annoyed by his attitude of disregard.
He thought, "I didn't offend you, did I? Why are you putting on airs in front of me?" Immediately, he narrowed his eyes and was about to lose his temper, but Xiaoyao said with a smile first, "Director Pan, aren't you curious about who made these scenes? Why? Now that the person is here, you don't know the true face. Director Pan's taste is really worrying. "
Xiaoyao spoke with a smile, but in fact, her words were full of sarcasm. She scolded Director Pan for being blind.
Perhaps Pan Yigang was very famous in the film and television circle just now, but who was Xiaoyao? She was the princess of the Wei Family. If he really annoyed her, she could easily ban him in the country.
Wen Rourou also sneered on the side with her arms crossed, but she was full of anger. In her opinion, Pan Yigang was pretending to be arrogant and dared to show his displeasure to Ding Ning.
"This … Mr. Ding, I'm sorry. Director Pan is in a bad mood today. He didn't mean it."
The fat man's forehead was full of cold sweat, and he hurriedly nodded and bowed to explain to Ding Ning. Probably only he knew why Pan Yigang disliked Ding Ning so much.
"You are?"
"It's you?"
Although Ding Ning had a good impression of the fat man, he was full of anger at the moment, so he unceremoniously squinted at the fat man and asked.
At the same time, to everyone's surprise, Pan Yigang, who had been disdainful just now, suddenly turned his head and looked at Ding Ning in surprise.
Ding Ning was a little confused. "What's going on? Is Director Pan a psycho?"
Ouyang Yuntian saw that things had changed and hurriedly introduced the fat man. "This is Wang Zechun, the producer of the crew."
Producer?
Ding Ning suddenly understood. In a crew, the producer usually represented the producer or the legal person of the production company. He was responsible for the total expenditure budget of the crew and the preparation of the specific shooting schedule of the film. On behalf of the producer, he supervised the artistic creation and expenditure of the director, and also assisted the director in arranging specific daily affairs.
If the director was the general manager in the crew, the producer was the chairman, and the producer was the representative of the producer to the crew. He was the top figure in the crew.
"Hello, Producer Wang, I am Ding Ning!"
He shook hands with Wang Zechun enthusiastically and indirectly left Pan Yigang aside. His face turned gloomy and cloudy.
Looking at Pan Yigang's somewhat embarrassed face, Xiaoyao and Wen Rourou felt very relieved and looked on coldly from the side with a smile.
Therefore, Ouyang Yuntian pretended not to see Pan Yigang's embarrassment and continued to introduce the tall, thin man wearing black-rimmed glasses: "This is the scriptwriter Cheng Wenhai, Scriptwriter Cheng." The Legend of Sword and Fairy: The Heroic Couple "was written by him.
"Cheng Wenhai laoshi?"
Ding Ning was slightly stunned, and his eyes lit up. He reached out to hold Cheng Wenhai's hand excitedly. "I've heard a lot about you, Mr. Cheng. I didn't expect to see you here today.
Cheng Wenhai was not used to his enthusiastic attitude. He quietly withdrew his hand and said in surprise, "Mr. Ding, do you know me?"
Producer Wang's face stiffened and he smiled bitterly in his heart. It's fine if there's an eccentric Pan Yigang in the crew, but there's also Cheng Wenhai, who has a low EQ. He's just being polite to you, so why do you take it so seriously?
Just as he was thinking about how to resolve this embarrassment, Ding Ning nodded repeatedly and said, "Of course, I'm not being polite to you. I know that you are indifferent to fame and fortune, and all the articles you write are written under the pen name — Mr. Ink Green. But I accidentally learned your real name and have always wanted to meet you. Unfortunately, I never had the chance. I didn't expect to see you here today."
A strange look flashed in Cheng Wenhai's eyes. He didn't expect that Ding Ning not only knew him but also knew his real name.
From the moment he published his first article, he had been using a pen name. Other than a few close friends in the circle, no one knew that he was the famous Mr. Ink Green in the literary world.
Ding Ning knew his real name from his father, the Headmaster of the Great Master, when he was a child. The Headmaster was arrogant and had criticized many articles in the world. Even the works of ancient sages and sages that had been handed down for hundreds of generations, he could find faults and criticize them. He only admired Mr. Ink Green very much.
At that time, Ding Ning thought that Mr. Ink Green was just to the Great Master's taste, but after reading Cheng Wenhai's article, he immediately overthrew his preconceived ideas and was deeply immersed in it.
His writing style was very similar to Pan Yigang's. He was good at using the past to satirize the present, seeing the big picture from a small point of view, and exposing and criticizing some social ugliness from the depths of human nature. Fortunately, this was the new Shenzhou, which was increasingly open and paid attention to freedom of speech. If it was in the ancient feudal dynasty, it would inevitably touch the sensitive nerve of the ruler, and it would be a light punishment if he was not convicted of treason and his whole family was executed.
It could be said that Ding Ning grew up watching Cheng Wenhai's works, and his outlook on life and the world were deeply influenced by him. Therefore, when he knew that the unprepossessing middle-aged man in front of him was Cheng Wenhai, he felt excited as if he had seen his idol. Therefore, he called Cheng Wenhai "teacher" sincerely and willingly.
"I grew up reading Teacher Cheng's works. Teacher Cheng's' Midnight Bell ',' The Sound of the Wind ',' Silent Speech ',' Proverbs of the Great Tang Dynasty ',' The Brush Walks the Spring and Autumn ',' The Mix of Dragons and Snakes', 'The Great Ming Dynasty's Destruction', 'The Hard Officials' …"
Ding Ning beamed with joy and eloquently listed all the works of Cheng Wenhai in his life, and also put forward the viewpoints in some works to discuss with him.
"Yes, I was still young at that time, and I was a little too cynical, so it was inevitable that I would be too extreme and my views were biased."
Cheng Wenhai was so excited that he trembled all over. He completely forgot himself and fell into a fierce debate and dispute with Ding Ning, which shocked everyone to the ground.
He no longer had any doubt in his heart. Ding Ning was definitely his loyal reader. It should be noted that many of the works he mentioned were written when he had just started his career. Because they were too deviant, they had to be sealed and never seen the light of day. It could be said that even his best friend Pan Yigang did not know many of his works.
Pan Yigang's eyes shone with a strange light, and the way he looked at Ding Ning gradually softened. He listened attentively and very naturally joined the discussion.
For a certain point, the three expressed their own views and argued with each other until their faces were red and necks were thick. They strangely formed a special circle, which made everyone look at each other. They were shocked to find that they spoke in classical Chinese, which they could not understand at all.
Ding Ning argued with the two scholars and did not seem to be at a disadvantage at all, which surprised everyone again and again. They thought, "Is this little miracle-working doctor also a crazy guy?"
Ding Ning secretly praised them in his heart. Whether it was Pan Yigang or Cheng Wenhai, they could simply be called contemporary literary giants. They were familiar with classical masterpieces such as The Book of Songs, The Analects of Confucius, Shishuo Xinyu, Records of the Grand Historian, Zizhi Tongjian, and so on.
It should be known that the reason why he could be familiar with these classical masterpieces was that the First Master forced him to memorize them when he was a child. In addition, he liked reading. Later, after he opened up his sense of perception, he almost had an eidetic memory, so he could memorize these classical masterpieces by heart.
However, Pan Yigang and Cheng Wenhai were just ordinary people. It was absolutely impossible for them to have an eidetic memory, but they quoted classics without making any mistakes. It could be seen how profound their cultural heritage was.
This made him secretly sigh. The world said that these two people were eccentric and extremely difficult to deal with, but at this moment, he understood that it was not that they were really eccentric, but that they were arrogant and thought that ordinary people had nothing in common with them, so they disdained to pay attention to them.
As for some previous unpleasantness with Pan Yigang, it also disappeared in this inexplicable debate, and even gave birth to a sense of mutual appreciation.
"Great! Today, I can meet such a character like you, little brother. I should drink a lot."
Cheng Wenhai was in high spirits, slapped his thigh and shouted excitedly.
After talking loudly, he felt thirsty. He got up to fetch tea to quench his thirst, only to find that a room full of people were staring at them. Immediately, he smiled embarrassedly and pulled Pan Yigang, who was still arguing with Ding Ning with a red face. "Old Pan, stop for a while. So many people are waiting. Let's eat first."
Pan Yigang and Ding Ning came to their senses. They looked at each other and smiled, stopped the debate, and called everyone to the table to eat.
Ouyang Yuntian introduced others to Ding Ning with a wry smile. After some pushing, Pan Yigang and Cheng Wenhai sat in the main seats. Producer Wang did not show any dissatisfaction. It seemed that he had a good relationship with them.
Ouyang Yuntian sat on the right side of Producer Wang, and Ding Ning naturally sat in the host seat. Song Ziyi should have sat in the guest seat, but because Pan Yigang and Cheng Wenhai were there, she sat on the left side of Pan Yigang.
However, there was no clear division between the host seat and the guest seat at a large dining table that could accommodate 50 people. Everyone did not care about this and sat down casually.
To Ding Ning's slight surprise, Diba took the initiative to sit next to him. She seemed to want to say something several times but stopped. However, maybe because she was not familiar with him, she was always a little embarrassed to speak.
Ding Ning smiled reservedly. Although he had a good impression of this hearty and dedicated girl who had always been praised by the outside world, he would not take the initiative to express anything before she spoke, lest others mistakenly think that he had bad intentions.
"In the Yangtze River, the new generation excels the old, and each wave is stronger than the previous one. Old Cheng, we are old."
Pan Yigang said with a myriad of emotions, and his eyes looking at Ding Ning were full of complicated emotions.
"Director Pan, you flatter me."
Ding Ning said modestly.
"Young man, being too modest is arrogant. Alas! Speaking of which, Old Cheng and I are the models of failure. "
Pan Yigang seemed to have been touched by something sad, and his expression became gloomy. He did not care about the presence of other people and began to talk about his experience with Cheng Wenhai.
More than 20 years ago, he and Cheng Wenhai were still young and vigorous, high-spirited. After a chance encounter, the two of them had a deep conversation, but they did not think that their temperaments were congenial, and they regarded each other as lifelong confidants. They said that they would make a name for themselves in their respective fields.
But later, because their style was too sharp, they acted unscrupulously, and their ideas were too deviant, they were not tolerated by the world, and became strange monsters in the eyes of outsiders. They suffered great setbacks in their careers and were extremely frustrated.
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