Zhang Yimou, before the opening ceremony of the 2008 Olympic Games, was the leading director in China. Of course, he was nicknamed the "National Master" because of the unparalleled opening ceremony of the Olympic Games.
A senior student at Beijing Film Academy, majoring in photography, not directing, once worked for Chen Kaige.
"Oh, hello, Director Zhang. It's such a pleasure to meet you!"
"What are you doing here?"
"Director Huang Jian called me here to collect Olympic songs."
"Then you have to write it down carefully. Our country has only held such an event in more than a hundred years!"
Zhang Yimou misunderstood. He thought the collection was for 2008 Olympic songs.
Sun Tao quickly explained: "It is the cheering song for this year. It is mainly played to the TV audience during the game."
"Oh, well, why don't you go in?"
Sun Tao glanced at the pass on Zhang Yimou's chest. Before he spoke, the armed policeman came back, "Sun Tao, right? You brought your ID card, come and register!"
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After registration was completed, Sun Tao found that Zhang Yimou was still waiting for him.
Zhang Yimou was the director of the opening ceremony of the 2008 Olympic Games, but now it is 2004 and Sun Tao doesn't know why he came.
"You also go to the large-scale program center?" Before Sun Tao could say anything, Zhang Yimou spoke first.
"Yes, you?"
"Me too, it's quite far inside the bus."
It is an absolute truth that people must ask for something when they are polite. Even if they don’t ask you for help right away, they will consider that they may need your help in the future.
The driver, assistant, Zhang Yimou and Sun Tao sat in the back row.
Zhang Yimou's first sentence after the car started was, "I heard that you wrote a script for Xiao Gang and there will be auditions in the next few days?"
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Half a year ago, Sun Tao would have to think carefully before answering such a sentence. Now he just smiled and nodded, "Yes, it is a script about the Tangshan earthquake."
"Hey, if Xiaogang doesn't make commercial films, it's time for big productions. It's rare."
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Both belong to the fifth generation of directors, Chen Kaige despises Zhang Yimou. During the competition to direct the Olympic opening ceremony, Zhang Yimou prepared six sets of plans and brought a thick stack of written materials. Chen Kaige was unprepared and recited a poem "Wen Guan" by Du Mu, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. The Army Conquers Henan and Hebei》
But seeing where his wife is worried, she writes poems and books filled with joy and joy.
This scene is often shown in Olympic documentaries, and Sun Tao laughs every time he hears Chen Kaige's ups and downs.
However, there has never been any report on the relationship between Feng Xiaogang and Zhang Yimou. There are also photos of the two of them appearing together, but they look like acquaintances, good or bad.
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Feng Xiaogang treated Sun Tao well. Regardless of whether the original purpose was to take advantage of him or not, Sun Tao benefited.
Sun Tao did not answer, but instead asked: "Director Zhang, are you here today for the Spring Festival Gala or the Olympic Games?"
There was pride that could not be hidden on Zhang Yimou's face, "Hahaha, there was a 10-minute performance at the closing ceremony of the Athens Olympics. I heard that someone recommended me, so I came over to see what's going on." Brush...
The memory that was originally fuzzy became clear in an instant. Sun Tao read the report "What Zhang Yimou regrets most is not shooting the Great Wall for a billion, nor being a fan of Liu Haocun, but eight minutes in Athens";
Sun Tao also watched the TV broadcast:
A dozen Chinese girls wearing ultra-short cheongsam played "Jasmine" on the erhu. The cheongsam was made of large calico from the Northeast, and the hem was as short as a short skirt... To be fair, it was vulgar... I remember that Sun Tao saw someone at that time. After watching the performance at the Internet cafe, I went into the toilet, and there was a fishy smell inside.
There seems to be a stilt team from Shaolin Temple. The members are walking on stilts and carrying red lanterns on their hands...
After the performance, the entire Internet cafe was cursing, saying that Zhang Yimou was a bad writer, that Zhang Yimou was trash and a bad guy...
Sun Tao looked at Director Zhang who was suppressing a smile and could see that he was elated to be trusted by the leader. "Director Zhang, aren't you filming "House of Flying Daggers"? Do you have time to direct this closing performance?"
"Hahaha, we've already finished shooting that one, and it's all ready to be released in July. By the way, at first I wanted to ask you to write a theme song for Hua Zai. Later, because I wanted to sell it to foreigners to earn some foreign exchange, I asked someone from abroad. Composer.
Are you coming to the premiere? ”
Sun Tao, "That relationship is so good, I can't ask for it."
Zhang Yimou, "Haha, sing another song."
Sun Tao, "Forget it then. Hey, you can hire Daolang. He is the most popular now..."
Halfway through, Sun Tao felt extremely regretful. He had copied "The First Snow in 2002" but had forgotten it. Now "Lover" and "Punishment of Impulse" are both in the album. I don't know if he should copy "Love Song of the West Sea". It's too late.
"Do you have his contact information? This singer never seems to show up?"
Sun Tao paused and said, "Well, no, but I can definitely get it."
Sun Taoxin said: I'll talk to Daolang first. If he hasn't composed "Love Song of the West Sea" yet, I will recommend it to him, saying that this is a song I composed but I haven't found a suitable singer. By then, "House of Flying Daggers" will premiere. During the ceremony, he sang "The First Snow in 2002" and another "Love Song of the West Sea". Daolang will thank me, and Lao Mouzi also thinks that I am selling his face, killing two birds with one stone, but it is a bit unethical, hahahaha.
"Okay, I'll leave it to you."
The car was parked downstairs at the large program center, where staff were waiting for Sun Tao.
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After entering the building, Sun Tao couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and south. He followed me mechanically, and the young man who led the way didn't talk nonsense to Sun Tao. He probably saw too many big shots.
A large conference room with an unknown orientation, a round table, flowers, tea, and twenty to thirty participants, seven or eight of whom should be the leaders of the TV station. Sitting in the middle is the director Huang Jian, looking at the sign.
At two o'clock, the meeting started on time.
A long and boring meeting, really, the bigger the place the more boring the meeting is.
They talked about consciousness, position, determination, dedication and other words. Fortunately, Sun Tao met a lot of acquaintances, and they all flirted with each other. They could also smoke a cigarette in the toilet and chat. After all, he was going to join the Writers' Association. He also visited Liu Yang in the second half of last year. I have met many seniors from the Writers' Association, and I met several of them today.
Being able to attend some meetings is a status symbol, regardless of whether it is boring or not. If you hear that you have attended a certain meeting, others will not dare to mess with you casually.
It's halfway through the meeting, probably half way. Judging from the time, the leader has been talking for more than an hour. Judging from the content, it seems that he hasn't gotten to the point yet...
A staff member came in and whispered a few words quietly in the ear of director Huang Jian.
Director Huang raised his head and smiled slightly. He looked at Sun Tao and said, "Sun Tao, you can put the writing of cheering songs aside for now. Now the country needs you more."
Sun Tao, "Ah!?"
Huang Jian, "Both directors Zhang said that you have a good way of planning. I have also heard from many friends that your main business is actually program planning. You should follow them." (End of Chapter)