Chapter 208
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"Hahahaha! Are you guys in a daze? Did you say that I was bragging? Did I brag? How dare you belittle my taste and say that even a sow could look at Diao Chan? Hahaha, my reputation is restored. "
We are all artistic people. Can you not be so crazy?
Zhang Yan's words broke the awkward atmosphere in the room and started a conversation among the directors.
Among this group of sixth generations, some were famous, and some were not. There were many who had secretly won awards abroad, and there were even more who were unknown to this day.
Some saw hope in their rise, but were banned by the government because of their illegal films. There were also some independent films that had no hope of being released.
They made little money, lost a lot of money, and ended up with nothing. This was the true portrayal of them.
They teased the three new friends. They were not disturbed by their plans for money, nor were they hindered by their friendship. They just drank and drank because they got along well with each other.
The topics of the six generations of directors who shared the same interests would always detour around the content that they were most concerned about.
"By the way, do you have any plans for a new film? You can lead the way for us, too. "
"There are even willing actors. Isn't this the greatest support for us? Hahaha … "
The few of them laughed heartily. There was another free actor to use. It was a good thing. Huang Bo's facial muscles twitched unnoticeably.
Wasn't he supposed to be a great director? Didn't they say they were going to help him make money? Why was it different from what he had imagined?
"Don't change the topic. Let's get down to business. Anyone with plans for a new film in 2001 and 2002? Raise your hands!"
The room was silent. Only the sound of peanuts could be heard. "Crunch, crunch."
The talkative Zhang Yuan was the first to speak. "You know that I used all the money I earned to film 'Beijing Bastards'. Because my film didn't get approved, I secretly went to the Tokyo Film Festival."
"Didn't the authorities get angry? I'm just a chatterbox. I didn't want to challenge them! I didn't even have the chance to cry before a 'ban' was pasted on my forehead. "
"This bunch of grandsons, they're too disloyal. The movie studio is such a big place, yet they still covet the money of a small director like me. The contract for renting out the lights and cameras has been torn up by them … Boohoohoo."
"We've lost everything! His pants were about to fall off! There's something even more powerful waiting for him. All film and television agencies are not allowed to cooperate with Zhang Yuan. "
"But who am I? "If it's Zhang Yuan, I will secretly participate in the competition!" No money? I'm going to film documentaries to earn money, and I'm going to work with other people. That's none of your business, right? Hey, I won an award in Venice! I, Zhang Yuan, am back. The ban has been lifted, right? I can shoot whatever I want! My 'Going Home for the New Year' has even been released in China. "
"Are you convinced? Are you convinced? This bunch of grandsons! Let them see what true strength is. "
Zhang Yan couldn't stand it anymore. He kicked Zhang Yuan's leg and said, "I said I would give this little brother a chance. Stop bragging! Hurry up and tell me your plan! "
Zhang Yuan shouted at the only two people in the room with the surname Zhang, "I don't have any money to make a film! I haven't even recovered the cost of 'Going Home for the New Year'. I have to support my family too! Who will give me money to make a film? Can indie films even make a living? "
"If you want to make money, you have to stay within your boundaries. The higher-ups are watching you. I'll wait for my motherland's arrangement. I accept my fate! "
After saying that, Zhang Yuan slumped onto the table. He was so drunk that he passed out.
The guys in the warehouse smiled bitterly. Jia Zhangke was the first to speak. "You know that my way of making movies is no different from other independent producers. I take the path of international financing and distribution. Basically, I have nothing to do with the local film market."
Are you willing to make such a film? Don't expect to get a role in my film though. Even if your face is black, you don't look like a poor man. You are just a farmer, but you look like a young master who has fallen on hard times. "
"That's not what the foreigners want to see in my films, but I can keep an eye out for Huang Bo. I don't think I can do that this year. All my inspiration for this year is for my new film, the documentary 'Public Place'. It's funded by overseas investors.
"Why don't you ask Lou? He's the most artistic one among us. That confusion and decadence are all captured beautifully by him. Among us, he's the one who pursues beauty the most. "
"You didn't see his new film last year. 'Suzhou Creek' didn't have any outdoor scenes in it. What happened? Tell me, Lou! "
Lou Ye touched his nose in embarrassment. "What am I talking about? I'm just an aesthete with a little bit of romantic feelings. Just wait and see! Just you wait, Qin Guan! I'll definitely look for you in my next film! It's a deal! "
"It's a pity that you can't use Zhou Xun as the heroine anymore. You two are so different in height. You're not cute when you walk together. You'll be fierce in the film! You can't do it even if you squat down the whole time... "
"Wahahaha." The mockery of the actresses didn't differ by age or profession. The directors who were not reserved at all didn't know how famous they would be in the future and how famous they were now.
Even the moon was asleep. Their laughter woke up Dark and Dark from their deep sleep, telling them about their unrestrained and unrestrained behavior.
It wasn't until the first rays of the rising sun shone through the broken roof of the old warehouse that this group of the most talented people fell asleep drunk.
Sister Xue tried her best to stay awake. She led her two beloved subordinates out of the barn full of secrets.
Qin Guan was in high spirits. Many ideas and techniques were revealed in their conversations and arguments. Many passionate and beautiful stories were told in their minds.
That sleepless night, he heard the voices of a generation, the thoughts of a generation, and the future ideas of a generation in the film industry. Qin Guan wanted to continue.
Soon after the movie began, Huang Bo, who was favored by a group of directors who liked to make movies about reality, was drunk. In a daze, he remembered that countless different shadows in front of him said the same thing to him, "There is a suitable role for you in the next movie."
That was enough for him. He could fall asleep in peace.
The three of them walked on the dirt road outside the warehouse. Their stomachs were empty after a night of partying. A breakfast stall at the end of the industrial area had solved their problem.
There were three pocket-sized clay pots in the dilapidated, open-air factory. They were so exquisite that they didn't look like ordinary food.
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