MTL - You Made Me a Superstar-Chapter 11 I am Zhou Yang

   Chapter 11 I am Zhou Yang

  Xinyang County.

   A small county town that is not desolate, but definitely a remote one.

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

   Every night.

  Residents who live next to it always feel the ground shaking and make a rumbling sound.

rest assured.

   This is not an earthquake.

   This is the coal-mining heavy truck fleet that has gone up the mountain to transport coal again.

  …………………………

  Feng Kai is in high spirits.

   He feels that he will be the mainstay of the Chinese film industry in the future, and that he will be the leader of the new generation of Chinese films after waiting five years, ten years, and after the five generations of directors who are immortal come down!

   His confidence stems from his age, but also from his resume.

   He was only 27 years old.

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

   He has been to Berlin, where he has seen the Germans cheering, and he has also been to the water city of Venice to witness the expeditions of five generations of directors.

   Perhaps among the younger generation of directors, only Django can make him look a little bit.

   And now...

   "This place...really special!"

  The commercial vehicle was bumpy on the muddy road, passing by some heavy trucks from time to time.

   Feng Kaiji, who was sitting in the back row, wanted to use the words "birds don't shit" to describe this ghost place.

   But in the end he didn't say anything.

   He is a person with identity and quality, so you can't use these idioms casually, you should pay attention to the image.

   He was very irritable in his heart, feeling that he was wasting his youth and was overkill.

   Huaxing Entertainment invested in three films this year.

  The first film is "Warring States" directed by Zhou Yilin, director of the Five Dynasties. It invested about 5.5 million and is one of the largest investors.

   The second film is "Adolescence" directed by a literary female director, with an investment of 7 million, which is basically wholly owned by the company.

   And the third part is "The Bottom of the Mine" by the director who appeared out of nowhere.

  Although the external information was blocked, the insiders of the company knew that this "Mining Bottom" made a big joke and caused a big mess.

   Analyst Xu Rui was once rumored to resign.

  Feng Kai is not disgusted to be ordered in danger.

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

but……

   He is not a director!

   turned out to be an assistant filming director!

   If the director is some famous director, or a newly rising literary 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 pondered all the cutting-edge directors in the film and television industry, including those who have emerged, but he can't figure out who this bird man is!

   This seems to be a freshman, maybe even a fresh graduate of Yanying University?

   Could it be that some hidden rich second generation came to play tickets?

   "Master, how long is it?"

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

   "Oh, take your time, don't be in a hurry." Feng Kai endured the swaying of the commercial vehicle on the muddy road, and looked at the bird's place in the distance where he could not reach the village or the store, and the feeling of irritability in his heart became stronger!

Oh shit!

   There are still two hours to arrive!

  …………………………

   In the past two days, Zhou Yang had a very fulfilling life.

  He repaired the cold light equipment lights, repaired the recording equipment, and re-welded a very suitable tripod...

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

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

but……

Hard work pays off.

   After two days of hard work by Zhou Yang, he finally realized it!

   It turns out that he is a fool who has no artistic talent, no film aesthetic vision, and no philosophical awareness!

   This conclusion is actually very hurtful.

   Zhou Yang thought that he would be saddened, thought he would despair, but he couldn't think of it, but he was relieved, and there was a sense of relief...

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

  Professional things must be left to professional people.

   And as long as you work hard, you can help yourself.

   The day after I gave up my hard work on director books.

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

   In order to make himself look more decent, he even paid a lot of money to iron his suit, and asked the hotel owner to borrow a pair of trousers. He looked in the mirror and felt quite good about himself.

  One hour, two hours, three hours…

   Time passes by little by little.

  The new director hasn't come yet.

   Zhou Yang's anticipation changed gradually, but he did not become very irritable, but had some indescribable tension.

  Why didn't you come?

   Will the new director be difficult to get along with?

   Will you scold someone if you disagree?

  Will it be…

  …………………………

   bumped for two hours.

  The commercial vehicle finally stopped.

   So far, Feng Kai has never suffered so much.

   He scolded the swindler director again in his heart, and greeted their ancestors for the eighteenth generation...

   After getting off the car, his face was ashen and his stomach turned upside down.

   "Hello, are you Director Feng?"

"Hello."

   Feng Kai saw a young man.

   This young man is wearing a cheap wrinkled suit on the upper body and a pair of trousers that do not match the lower body...

Um?

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

   "Anbang Insurance"!

  The way he looked at Zhou Yang started to look weird.

   Is this product going to sell me insurance?

   "Director Feng, have you eaten yet? If you haven't, I'll take you to dinner now..." Zhou Yang smiled slyly, "You guys have worked hard, please get out of the car and go with me..."

   "Yes." Feng Kai nodded lightly.

   Naturally, he handed the bag to this young man who was dressed strangely and looked like a bottom-level insurance salesman.

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

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

  Although I was prepared in my heart and knew that I was going to have a hard time, this hotel is really…

  It sucks!

After    registered and got the room card and walked into the room, their faces became even more broken.

   As soon as I entered the house, I smelled a musty smell.

   It smells like a dead mouse?

and!

   Curtains, these are rural earth curtains that were 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 there will be lice on their bodies the next day!

as well as!

  This door is plugged in with an old-fashioned safety pin. Is this really safe?

   In half an hour...

   The staff and Feng Kai came out of the room.

   The faces of the staff are all dead, while Feng Kai's expression is still as calm as before.

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

   "Yeah." 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 and felt that he was being despised.

  Why did you send such a birdman to receive him?

  What about the director?

   "Does Director Feng drink?"

   "Don't drink, go and call the director over." Feng Kai just shook his head in the face of the birdman's question.

   "Director Feng, isn't that you the director?" Birdman's expression seemed to be quite tangled, and he looked at Feng Kai awkwardly.

   "I'm the assistant director, not the director. What about the Zhou Yang I assisted?" Feng Kai frowned: "Is he still sleeping?"

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

  “???”

  Feng Kai's pupils shrank.

   He looked at this smiling birdman.

this moment!

   He felt like a nightmare was about to begin!

   (end of this chapter)