You made me a superstar

Chapter 43 Anger

The weight of "Mine Bottom" in the company should never compare with "Warring States".

Whether it is investment, whether it is the cast, the director's reputation is not as good as "Warring States".

Put yourself in my shoes and think that if I were in the choice position, would I choose "Warring States" with a brighter future, or would I choose "Mine Bottom", which is rough and rough?

The answer was brutal.

If there is no accident, Zhou Yang himself would choose "Warring States"!
of course……

Zhou Yang understands all this, but it doesn't mean that Zhou Yang is not disappointed, and it doesn't mean that Zhou Yang has no emotional fluctuations.

In the editing room, he was ignored by the bespectacled man who came out of the blue as an idler. Then, when the bespectacled man condescendingly said that "Mine Bottom" was a bad movie, deep down in Zhou Yang's heart, he was still There was a surge of anger.

It was his heart...

The painstaking efforts that have been worked hard for a long time.

But what's the use of being angry?

Only incompetent people will be furious, and truly capable people will not get angry casually because of such trivial matters.

He finally suppressed this anger into the bottom of his heart, just let out a sigh of relief, and left the editing room silently.

He felt like he was in a thick cocoon.

Surrounded by suffocation, depression and darkness...

Loneliness and despair are naturally frequent visitors.

broken cocoon.

It's always been a painful thing.

You have to bite, struggle, endure all kinds of pain, go out desperately, and break through everything, so that you have a chance to become a butterfly.

otherwise……

You'll just die in a cocoon.

Never see the light until decay.

Zhou Yang felt that he was in the process of breaking the cocoon.

The moment Zhou Yang walked out of the editing room and left the company and was blown by the wind, the anger deep in Zhou Yang's heart was swept away.

Looking at the white snow and the streets in the distance, looking at the tall buildings and busy people, Zhou Yang felt that he was a lucky one.

He recalled in his mind a month ago, when Feng Kai was chatting at the mine, he had talked about the past of some foreign directors...

Zhou Yang was deeply impressed by the past of one of the directors.

There was a layman who drove a truck in a foreign country. Suddenly, he had an idea of ​​becoming a director, so he wrote a script and solicited investment from all over the world to make a movie.

After investing for a few days and knowing the cruel reality, the truck driver made a decision that shocked everyone. He sold the car and the house to scrape together the start-up funds for the crew, and then pulled the film by himself. A team was formed, self-taught to shoot, and self-taught to edit and shoot the first zombie film in the true sense of film history.

The name of this director is James Bond, who later became famous, known as the king of horror in Hollywood.

And that zombie film was called "Night of the Living Dead", which was not only shortlisted for the Oscars of the year, but also won the Best Cinematography, Best Costume, and Best Film Editing awards at the 40th Academy Awards.

It was a legendary experience that shocked the whole world!
"Me too, let's try!"

"..."

Snowflakes are still floating in the sky.

Zhou Yang woke up from the memory, with a self-encouraging expression on his face.

Later, he took a taxi, signed up for a crash course in video editing called "Xinhong", and paid a tuition fee of 1000 yuan.

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in the office.

An Xiao hung up the phone.

She carefully recalled Zhou Yang's voice on the phone.

Zhou Yang is indeed very studious. It doesn't seem to be a surprise to learn about film editing.

Taking two days off is not a problem.

but……

To learn film editing, why can't I learn it in the company, but go outside and spend money to sign up for the class?

How professional can a crash editing course outside be?

Although An Xiao had some doubts in her heart, she didn't take it to heart.

It's the end of the year now, and the company is currently working a lot, not only to prepare the application materials for the Berlin International Film Festival, but also to meet various film release matters, publicity matters, and in addition to the overall year of 06. Planning Predictive Analytics…

From being busy in the morning to after twelve o'clock in the noon, An Xiao was able to breathe a little.

After eating the lunch prepared by the assistant, An Xiao heard a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

"Boss An."

An Xiao saw Wu Zhenhong walking in with two A4 papers looking a little tired, his eyes were full of excitement.

"Mr. Wu...You have worked hard." An Xiao's eyes flashed with worry when he saw Wu Zhenhong.

He looks haggard...

After all, he is no longer a young man. It is fine for a young man to stay up late, but for an elderly person like Wu Zhenhong to stay up all night, it is equivalent to losing half his life.

"It's not hard, it's not hard! I made up the tunes of the two songs "Invisible Wings" and "Girl Waving Wings". I want to talk to Director Zhou, but Director Zhou doesn't seem to be in the company..." Although Wu Zhenhong Haggard, but the expression on his face is very satisfied, especially the mustache that is up and down as he speaks, as if he wants to pour out a lot of words, but he can't find anyone for a while.

"Director Zhou is on leave..."

"Ask for leave? What are you going to do?"

"He seems to have signed up for a class, and seems to be learning film editing..." An Xiao was calm at first, but then, as if thinking of something, her voice suddenly stopped.

There seemed to be a trace of astonishment on that beautiful face, and then this astonishment turned into a feeling of coldness.

"What?" Looking at An Xiao, Wu Zhenhong felt a little strange.

"Mr. Wu, I'll go to the post-production management department first..." An Xiao lowered her head. When she turned to the editing schedule of "Mine Bottom", she suddenly stood up. Full of suppressed speechless emotions.

"???"

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"This clip needs to be edited..."

"This part, yes, this part is very wrong. It doesn't give people the tension of the camera. The things we cut out must first give people a sense of shock. This piece still needs to be readjusted..."

"There is also the post-processing part, yes, it is the beard of the male protagonist..."

"Idiot! How can you cut it like this? The foreigners at the Berlin International Film Festival like to watch conflicts the most. If you cut this detailed conflict, how can you watch the movie?"

"The plot of the movie is not important. A good movie requires a certain amount of artistic association. It doesn't matter if the audience doesn't understand it the first time. We hope to create a point that can be memorable. The foreign guys like to watch these..."

"Qian Wei, are you stupid for making a third-rate movie like "Mine Bottom"? How can you edit it like a documentary? Are you fucking out of your mind or are you sick?"

"..."

"..."

editing room.

Xu Xiaoming was firing at Qian Wei and the others.

He wears glasses and looks gentle, like a male secretary in front of director Zhou Yilin, but in the post department, he is definitely a tyrant.

All kinds of ugly words lingered in the editing room, and they were repeated over and over again.

He was very dissatisfied with the editing results of "Warring States" in the morning, and felt that this group of people didn't understand art at all, and the cut was like a pile of shit.

Qian Wei, Zhang Lei and the others looked unhappy.

But they still endured, and they still edited the movie according to Xu Xiaoming's request.

At this moment, with a creaking sound, the door in the editing room opened.

I don't know if it's because of the weather, or what's going on, everyone just felt that the temperature in the editing room suddenly dropped several degrees...

"According to the plan, shouldn't "Mine Bottom" be cut here now?"

A very cold voice sounded.

Zhang Lei couldn't help shivering, and subconsciously saw the edge of the door.

He saw a tall and beautiful figure, looking at everyone quietly.

Xu Xiaoming, who was originally sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously stood up and showed a flattering smile.

"Mr. An, cough, cough, why did you come to this place? It's like this, Zhou Yilin and Director Zhou were very dissatisfied with the editing of the movie "Warring States", so I thought about asking them to come over and help with the editing. After all, this is the film that our company will participate in the Berlin International Film Festival, isn't it? We have to cheer up..."

"The post-processing time of "Mine Bottom" was taken up. Is it your intention or Director Zhou's intention?" Under the light, An Xiao crossed her arms and looked at Xu Xiaoming coldly.

"It's the intention of the entire crew..." Xu Xiaoming felt something was wrong, but he still smiled.

"It's your intention or Director Zhou's intention to take up the post-processing time of "Mine Bottom"!" An Xiao repeated again.

"..."

Xu Xiaoming smiled dully.

Facing An Xiao's direct gaze, he suddenly couldn't raise his head.

The temperature in the entire editing room suddenly became colder.

Qian Wei was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe...

He shrank subconsciously!
He had never seen An Xiao's eyes so terrifying.

(End of this chapter)