Since 1983

midsummer.

The atmosphere in the China Film Office was even hotter than the damn weather. The two parties have been in a stalemate for several days, and they both know that it is almost time to end.

Okay, okay, Wu, we have compromised. China has a vast market, but it has not yet been shown. We are willing to show our sincerity and look forward to long-term cooperation in the future.

A foreigner waved his hands exaggeratedly, those who didn't know it thought they were making a movie.

After the translator said it again, Wu Mengchen's brows slowly relaxed, and he said with a smile: Thank you for your expectations for the Chinese market, I think we have reached a consensus.

Oh, of course.

certainly.

Wu Mengchen got up and shook hands one by one.

Following the signing, the other party was a representative of the Motion Picture Association of America, in fact, the staff of several major companies, who unanimously agreed with China's policy on importing films:

1. Ten films per year are indispensable.

2. The account sharing ratio is 13-17%, which complies with the relevant domestic system.

Foreigners are mentally prepared that the Chinese market is simply not enough to look at, but they cannot be ignored, so they should be used as a stepping stone. After Wu Mengchen settled the matter, he also dropped a big stone and said:

In terms of film sources, either we take the initiative to select, or you submit the original copy for review. I will go through the temporary import procedures for the film and ask the review committee to review it.

Objections can be reviewed...

OK! OK!

The foreigners expressed their understanding, and one of them said, Wu, I have a copy, are you interested?

Oh? What movie?

The Fugitive

When the other foreigners heard it, they had weird expressions. Isn't this girl from last year's movie? But thinking about it again, the imports from China were even worse in the past, even films made more than ten or twenty years ago, so he shrugged.

Wu Mengchen was prepared, and even had a copy of the US box office rankings.

He's interested in The Lion King, Forrest Gump, Speed, and the upcoming True Lies.

But this one is also okay, thinking about it: Of course.

OK, I'll send it over tomorrow.

Imported films have to be reviewed twice, once for the original copy and once for the dubbed copy. After the show ended, Wu Mengchen immediately ordered to translate The Fugitive.

That is Dead End.

…………

boom!

Boom!

As usual, the train from Xi'an to Yinchuan is filled with all kinds of strange smells mixed with body odor. With the blessing of Tuo Xi Film Studio, I got a few soft berth tickets.

Xu Fei, Zhang Zien, Zhao Jiping and the magazine's photographer, Lin Junlong.

Lin Junlong fiddled with the camera, still puzzled: Mr. Xu seldom gets involved in magazines now, let alone hand-picking, but he just hand-picked himself to be stationed for this movie.

From beginning to end, obtaining graphic and text materials is more solemn than Heroes with White Eyebrows.

A company in Hong Kong cooperates with Xiying Film Studio. Zhang Zien is the deputy director of the factory and went to visit the studio.

Zhao Jiping is the soundtrack, and I read the script before, oh, it’s not called a script, it’s just a messy outline, I really don’t understand it, so I decided to go to the scene to see it.

The four of them happened to be in one box, plus two bodyguards who slept on hard berths.

Xu Fei snorted and ate instant noodles, and by the way contacted each other, saying: I have wanted to meet you for a long time, and now I have the chance. I really like your work!

Uh, it's great, it's great.

Zhao Jiping was puzzled, this kid was so enthusiastic, boasting all the way, he was embarrassed.

In fact, I didn’t have any achievements. I just composed music for Yellow Earth, Red Sorghum, Farewell My Concubine, To Live, Raise the Red Lantern, etc., and wrote some orchestral works by the way, becoming a Chinese musician The vice president of the association or something...

I have filmed some scenes this year, so it's an unfeeling kindness, please give me a music score.

Yes, but I have to read the script or the finished film.

No problem, there are five TV series in total, one, no, two movies.

...

Get me (neng) to death!

Zhao Jiping didn't want to talk to him.

At this moment, the speed of the train slowed down, and the broadcast sounded: Passengers, please pay attention, XXX is here, please close the windows, watch your luggage, and don't get off the train casually...

Snapped!

The thief Zhang Zien had experience, he pulled down the window and shouted: The door, lock the door too!

The three of them did not dare to be negligent, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

As the train entered the small station and stopped briefly, thousands of voices sounded from outside, getting louder and closer. There was also a lot of noise in the carriage and in the aisle.

Then listen to bang bang bang!

bang bang bang!

Someone knocked hard on the window and cursed a few times. Immediately afterwards, the box door also began to tremble, bang bang bang!

The four of them were shocked.

Mr. Xu, Mr. Xu!

Why!

It was the two bodyguards who ran over dutifully and poked at the door.

Just a few minutes was too long, and when the train started, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The airport in Yinchuan has not yet been built, and the journey is seven to eight hundred kilometers, and the journey is even longer. There was no words all the way, and it was the next morning in a blink of an eye, and I arrived safely.

Coming out of the train station, Xu Fei once again marveled at the beauty of the old city. Jiangnan has the misty rain of Jiangnan, and Saibei has the boldness of Saibei, without any sense of wholesale.

The staff came to pick me up and arrived at the guest house.

As soon as we met, I bumped into someone I knew, Dalu! Dalu!

Hey, Teacher Xu?

Lu Shuming put on a funny face and was stunned for two seconds, You, why are you here?

It's okay to come here for a stroll, are you filming here?

ah.

What do you play?

Second Master Guan was embarrassed, and said coyly: Bull Demon King, there is no show today.

Oh, come on, let's talk tonight.

Xu Fei went upstairs and bumped into someone he knew better on the steps, although he had never seen him before.

His facial features are okay, but he is obese and his nostrils are big. It seems that he will insert his left little finger into his nostrils in the next second.

hey-hey!

Xu Fei was amused to see him, Li Jianren was puzzled and passed by.

After going to the room to tidy up briefly, Zhang Zien listened to the report from the person in charge of Xiying Film Studio, The filming progress is very smooth, divided into two groups, a group of literary dramas, and a group of fighting scenes.

After the location filming is finished, they will be divided into group C to shoot indoor scenes.

That's not bad.

It's good, but the work intensity is too great. We shoot a few shots a day, and they shoot dozens of shots a day. The staff in the factory have great opinions.

And the director of martial arts is Cheng Xiaodong. You know the salary issue, well, the Hong Kong side must be higher. The martial arts actors here are very dissatisfied, and it can be said that there are many contradictions.

Zhang Zi'en got upset when he heard this, but he is the deputy director in charge of art, and he didn't care about the logistics, so he just said: The crew is out.

Well, they're all in Zhenbei Fort.

Then let's go and have a look first, how about?

A few people had no objections, so they drove there.

Zhenbei Fort is 35 kilometers away from Yinchuan. It is the ruins of the border fort in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. The writer Zhang Xianliang started to develop it in the 1980s, and made The Wrangler and Red Sorghum.

The film and television city was formally established last year.

Zhang Xianliang is an incredible person. It was revealed that a 76-year-old man has 5 lovers, each of whom is 30,000 yuan per month. I don't know if it is true or not.

There is a huge gap between the inside and outside of the city, and a section of the city is already covered with blue sky and loess, which is inexplicably desolate.

When I arrived at the film and television city, I saw small streets made of loess mud, earth walls eroded by wind and rain, dead trees with ancient clocks hanging in the courtyard, and a complete northwest style.

The staff led them to a location for filming.

The real look and feel is very small, there are short rocky mountains on the left and right, a grassy road sandwiched between them, and a coiled silk hole at the end.

Supreme Treasure sat on the ground, and a fairy stood in front of the cave and announced loudly:

I now solemnly declare that everything on this mountain is mine, including you...