You made me a superstar

Chapter 11 I Am Zhou Yang
Xinyang County.

A small county that is not considered desolate, but definitely remote.

Not far from the county seat, there is a muddy road.

Every night.

Residents living nearby will always feel the ground shaking and making rumbling sounds.

rest assured.

This is not an earthquake.

This is the convoy of heavy trucks digging coal up the mountain to transport coal again.

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Feng Kai was in high spirits.

He feels that he will be the mainstay of the Chinese film industry in the future, and he feels that after five years, ten years, and those five generations of old directors come down, he will be the new generation leader of the Chinese film industry!
His self-confidence comes from his age, but also from his resume.

He is only 27 years old.

At the age of 27, he has already independently directed two films, both of which were good at the box office. He has also cooperated with many well-known Chinese directors. During the cooperation period, he has made several well-known and well-known films. He seems to be the leader of the new generation of young directors .

He has been to Berlin, seen the moment when the Germans cheered, he has also been to Venice Water City to witness the expedition of five generations of directors, and he has even stood on the red carpet in Cannes, enjoying the attention of the country.

Perhaps among the directors of the younger generation, Django is probably the only one who can catch him a little bit.

And now...

"This place... is really special!"

The commercial vehicle bumped on the muddy road and passed some heavy trucks from time to time.

Feng Kai, who was sitting in the back row, wanted to describe this damn place with the words "no shit."

But in the end it didn't come out.

He is a person of status and quality, so he can't use these idioms casually, he must pay attention to his image.

He was very irritable and felt that he was wasting his youth and underutilizing his talents.

Huaxing Entertainment has invested in three films this year.

The first is "Warring States" directed by Zhou Yilin, director of the Five Dynasties, with an investment of about 550 million, making him one of the largest investors.

The second is the film "Adolescence" directed by a literary and artistic female director, with an investment of 700 million, which is basically solely owned by the company.

And the third one is "Mine Bottom" by a director who came out of nowhere.

Although the external information was blocked, the insiders of the company knew that this "Mine Bottom" was a big joke and something went wrong.

Analyst Xu Rui was once rumored to resign.

Feng Kai does not dislike accepting orders in the face of danger.

The more he is ordered in danger, the more he can reflect his strength.

but……

He is not the director!
He turned out to be an assistant filming director!
If this director is some famous director, or a rising literary and artistic director like Django, he will be fine...

however!
Zhou Yang!

Who is this?
Who is this bird man?
In the past few days, Feng Kai has thought about all the cutting-edge directors in the film and television industry, including the few directors who showed their heads, but he can't figure out who this bird man is!

This seems to be a fledgling, even a college student who has just graduated from Yanying University?
Could it be that some hidden rich second generation came here to play tickets?

"Master, how long is it?"

"Hurry up, we'll be there in two hours." The driver said without looking back.

"Oh, take your time, don't rush." ​​Feng Kai endured the swaying of the business car on the muddy road, and looked at the birds in the distance with no villages or shops in the distance, and the feeling of irritability in his heart became stronger!

Oh shit!

There are still two hours to go!
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During these two days, Zhou Yang had a fulfilling life.

He repaired the cold light equipment lamp, also repaired the recording equipment, and re-soldered a pair of very suitable tripod brackets...

In addition to these, he also took time to go to the library in the county town, found a few director books and began to study by himself.

At first, he just felt that the nouns in it were very obscure, but then he felt that the adjectives such as "shooting art", "angle and direction" and "director's in-depth analysis" were too profound for him to understand. In the end, he fell into a kind of Self-denial of the cognitive defects of the film and television industry!
but……

Hard work pays off.

After Zhou Yang worked hard for two days, he finally realized it!

It turned out that he was an idiot who had no artistic talent, no film aesthetic vision, and no philosophical awareness!
This conclusion is actually very hurtful.

Zhou Yang thought that he would be depressed and sad, that he would be in despair, but he never thought that he would breathe a sigh of relief instead, feeling a sense of relief...

He no longer forced himself to read those messy director books.

Professional matters must be left to professional people.

And as long as I work hard, I can help.

The day after I gave up chewing on director's books.

He was looking forward to it in the open space outside the hotel early in the morning.

In order to make himself look more decent, he even made up his mind to spend money to have his suit ironed, and asked the hotel owner to borrow a pair of trousers. After looking in the mirror, he felt quite good about himself.

One hour, two hours, three hours...

Time passed little by little.

The new director hasn't arrived yet.

Zhou Yang's expectant mood gradually changed, but he didn't become very irritable, but rather indescribably tense.

Why haven't you come yet?
Will the new director be difficult to get along with?
Will you scold people when you disagree?
Will it be...

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It was bumpy for two hours.

The commercial vehicle finally stopped.

Since entering this industry, Feng Kai has never suffered so much.

He once again scolded the fraudster director in his heart, and greeted the eighteen generations of their ancestors...

After getting out of the car, his face was livid and his stomach was in a tizzy.

"Hello, are you Director Feng?"

"Hello."

Feng Kai saw a young man.

This young man was wearing a wrinkled cheap suit on his upper body and a pair of trousers that didn't really match...

Ok?
Feng Kai inadvertently saw the words "Anbang Insurance" written on the back of the trousers.

"Anbang Insurance"!
He started to look at Zhou Yang strangely.

Is this product selling insurance to me?
"Director Feng, have you eaten yet? If you haven't eaten, I'll take you to eat right now..." Zhou Yang smiled innocently, "You guys have worked hard, please get out of the car and follow me..."

"Yeah." Feng Kai nodded lightly.

Naturally, he handed the bag to this strangely dressed young man who seemed to be a low-level insurance salesman.

Then, led by the young man, they walked towards the hotel.

Behind him, several staff members looked at the environment here, especially when they saw this hotel, their faces immediately collapsed.

Although I was prepared in my heart and knew that I was going to live a hard life, this hotel is really...

It sucks!

After registering and getting the room card and entering the room, their faces became even more depressed.

Upon entering the room, there was a musty smell.

It seems to smell like a dead mouse?
and!

Curtains, these are the rural soil curtains used more than ten years ago, so ugly!

TV, bathroom, and toilet, so dirty!
Oh shit!

Are these things that people can use?
and also!

They stared at the bed and the quilt on the bed!

They even suspect that if they lie here until the next day, lice will grow on their bodies!

as well as!

This door is inserted with an old-fashioned safety latch. Is this really safe?

After half an hour...

The staff and Feng Kai came out of the room.

The staff members all had dead faces on their faces, while Feng Kai's expression was still as calm as before.

"Director Feng, shall we have dinner first? Try the local specialties."

"En." Feng Kai nodded, and continued to follow this guy who looked like a waiter and an insurance seller into the hotel restaurant.

As he sat down, he looked around.

He felt a little uncomfortable, feeling that he was underestimated.

Why did you send such a birdman to receive him?
What about the director?
"Does Director Feng drink alcohol?"

"No, go and call the director." Feng Kai just shook his head in response to the birdman's question.

"Director Feng, isn't it you who is the director?" Birdman looked at Feng Kai with a troubled expression on his face.

"I'm the assistant director, not the director. Where's the Zhou Yang I'm assisting?" Feng Kai frowned, "Is he still sleeping?"

"Ah... Director Feng, I am Zhou Yang!"

"???"

Feng Kai's pupils shrank.

He looked at the birdman with a silly smile.

this moment!
He had the feeling that the nightmare was about to begin!

(End of this chapter)