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Holding the relative preferential card given by Jiang Xifeng, Li Weijun checked into a room and then enjoyed a leisurely meal of the must-have delicacies in a tea restaurant, including crystal shrimp dumplings, garlic chicken feet, seafood porridge and other delicious foods.

Especially the seafood porridge made with clams, shrimps and scallops. Due to the geographical location, Li Weijun rarely encountered these things in Beijing before.

There are very few places in Beijing that produce seafood, and it can only be caught in places like Raksha Sea. Ordinary department stores only have kelp, scallops and other seafood.

Only during festivals would there be a few windows selling seafood, and even some popular goods were sold in bundles. For example, if you wanted to eat shrimps or abalone, you had to buy some small items that no one in the store wanted to buy to make up the number.

Even so, most of the salesmen had stern faces and looked bossy.

After enjoying the meal, Li Weijun was also busy. Although Jiang Xifeng would not bother him during this period of time, the primary task of this trip could not be delayed.

So taking advantage of this break, Li Weijun went into the guesthouse's exclusive cinema, wanting to watch the latest trendy movies in Shanghai.

It would be better to combine one's own understanding of the film production in this era and purchase a batch of internal reference films that are suitable for all ages and appeal to all tastes. It would be best if they could be shown not only for internal learning by cadres, but also when movies are shown in the countryside.

Otherwise, if you spend such a huge amount of money to buy an internal reference film that cannot be watched by the general public, the value of it will be greatly reduced.

Li Weijun didn't care about leaving it in the collection room gathering dust.

It’s still the same old saying, if you don’t like what the masses like, who do you think you are?

After entering the cinema, it happened that a martial arts film from Hong Kong was playing there.

There were flashes of swords and shadows, and awe-inspiring boxing moves. Although some of the stunt shots and martial arts moves resembled acrobatic performances, they could not be compared with the fluent martial artists of later generations.

But in this era, it is indeed precious.

Li Weijun found a relatively secluded corner and carefully observed the reactions of the audience in the cinema.

Is the movie good?

It still depends on the experience of moviegoers of this era. For Li Weijun, who is used to watching all kinds of movies, aesthetic fatigue is there after all.

According to Li Weijun's selection criteria, kung fu films should at least include Bruce Lee's The Big Boss, Way of the Dragon, Fist of Fury, as well as Fang Shilong's Funny Fist and Drunken Master, the Police Story series, etc., or Fist of Fury, Once Upon a Time in China, and other famous kung fu films that are known to everyone in later generations.

But unfortunately, Fang Shilong was probably just a snotty-nosed kid at that time. It would take more than ten years for him to find his own style and become really famous.

Lights and shadows flickered on the screen. Due to the lack of a Chinese dubbing, Li Weijun only had a vague understanding of the Cantonese dialogue and could only roughly sort out the plot of the film based on the text.

How did the family get wiped out at the beginning? The dandy boy became a beggar, and became a disciple of a hermit master. He learned some exquisite martial arts, and when his martial arts skills reached perfection, he took revenge.

It's a clichéd revenge film, a chivalrous couple film, with no depth in the content. Plus, the fighting style is also very rigid and stiff like a drama, and the villains are killed while trying to steal treasures. These are basically the characteristics of Xiangjiang films at that time.

So Li Weijun looked for a long time and felt groggy. Just as he was about to turn around and go back to the house to continue studying his Spring and Autumn Annals, he stood up.

With bright colors, the charm of traditional Chinese paintings, and profound artistic conception, coupled with the familiar Chinese dubbing, a familiar scene suddenly flashed on the movie screen.

This is?

Make trouble in heaven!

Looking at the movie jumping out on the movie screen, the image of the Monkey King with a mask on, as well as various monsters and gods, kept flashing.

Li Weijun could not help but stand there in a daze, muttering to himself: "I almost forgot, Havoc in Heaven, yes, that's right, Havoc in Heaven, I purchased this wonderful internal reference film."

To be honest, compared with The Tadpole Looking for His Mother and The Havoc in Heaven, Li Weijun is more inclined to The Havoc in Heaven. On the one hand, it is because the Monkey King in Journey to the West is a household name.

On the other hand, Havoc in Heaven can definitely be regarded as a milestone masterpiece in domestic animation. Whether it is its spiritual core, smooth plot design or various hand-painted pictures, it can be regarded as a classic handed down from generation to generation.

More importantly, after this internal reference film was purchased back to the steel rolling mill, the cadres loved it and the masses also benefited from it. It went beyond the scope of an internal reference film and was used for internal reference.

It can be said to kill two birds with one stone and the effect is quite significant.

Thinking about this, Li Weijun did not leave, but watched the movie with great interest along with most of the audience.

We have to admit that the domestic animation of this era is in no way inferior to the times.

Apart from anything else, every frame of these wonderful and delicate pictures were all hand-drawn by the animation production masters.

Splicing and editing them together, and adding the powerful Chinese dubbing, the image of the Monkey King is instantly elevated and becomes a standing figure.

Especially when facing the injustice of the Heavenly Court, even Li Weijun felt a surge of emotion when he heard it.

The plot of the movie is simple, with some slight changes based on the original novel. The stone monkey is born, goes out to sea to learn skills, becomes the horse keeper in heaven, and rebels against heaven twice.

Together with the giant spirit, Erlang Shen Yang Jian, and Nezha, the great god of the Three Altars and Sea Assembly, he fought with various gods and displayed all kinds of magical powers.

The movie lacks the plot of being trapped under the Five Finger Mountain, but for Li Weijun, although it is incomplete, it is just right.

The golden monkey raised his Qianjun stick, only for the evil fog to come back again...

As for the Monkey King, in this special year, the meaning is really intriguing.

After the movie ended, Li Weijun looked at the crowd dispersing in twos and threes, thinking deeply.

After everyone had left, he walked towards the projectionist who was packing up the projection equipment, took out a box of Golden Monkey cigarettes from the space, and handed it to him secretly.

"Comrade, may I ask if you have any way to purchase this film?"

Speaking of this, Li Weijun also felt aggrieved, even though Li Huaide had given him a letter of introduction for purchasing movies.

However, which film studio and which film to purchase all depends on Li Weijun's preferences and vision.

What's more, every year, people come to Shanghai Film Studio to purchase internal reference films in endless numbers, while the production of good films is fixed, which means there are too many people and too little resources.

This meant that when Li Weijun wanted to purchase from the Shanghai Film Studio, the first step was to build connections.

Without this connection, I probably wouldn’t even be able to get through the door of Shanghai Film Studio.

The man calmly took the pack of cigarettes and glanced at Li Weijun calmly: "There is a way, but you don't rely on this to make a living."

As soon as Li Weijun heard it, he knew that the projectionist must have considered himself as a second-generation talent.

Come to think of it, everyone who can stay in this guesthouse has a father of a great caliber. As the saying goes, there is no ordinary person here...