People who reach the top in a certain field are a little paranoid.
The meeting lasted for more than two hours. It seemed that more than a dozen people were brainstorming, but the final decision-making power was always firmly in the hands of Lao Mouzi.
If the content is similar to what he said but there are some differences in the form of expression, he will listen carefully and then write and draw in the notebook. If he didn't expect you to think of it, he will be willing to listen and let you elaborate on it. Come out and take a look. If your idea has been rejected by him in his heart, he will tell you outright that this is not possible.
He laughs and laughs when chatting, but becomes very forceful when talking about serious matters.
Everyone can say whatever they want, but whether they listen or not is up to him. Sun Tao thinks there is nothing wrong with this. After all, Fitch will be borne by him alone in the end.
It was noisy until 12 o'clock, and a staff member brought the meal. Sun Tao noticed that it was Lao Lin who quietly extended a finger to the waiter at the door. With this movement, the lunch box was delivered ten minutes later.
Two dining carts came in: dumplings, fried noodles, rice bowls, rice, duck legs, prawns, steaks, white-chopped chicken, rolled roast duck rolls, grilled skewers...
Sun Tao took a glance and saw that almost everything was available. He didn't know if the canteen in front provided only a buffet.
……
Around two o'clock, everyone was tired, and there were a few smokers who made the room smoky.
Zhang Yimou began to summarize, "Okay, that's pretty much what we said today. The show is like this. No matter how good you think it is, it may not have the effect you want, or it may not be good after shooting. Let's just follow today's instructions. Let’s take a look at the idea first. Anyway, we still have time, so we won’t change it if it doesn’t work.
Zhang Hao, promotional video, 50 seconds to 1 minute. If there is too much material, you can shoot more and we will discuss it together after watching it;
Lao Liu, dragon and lion dance, no problem, the lion dances are arranged on both sides, the dragon should be longer and finally formed into a circle to surround the singing and dancing behind;
Lao Chen, please contact Huang Doudou and forget about the monks. Sun Tao is right. They will be like the Kaifeng Olympics and not the Yanjing Olympics.
Lao Zhou, you can design a few more sets of clothing, mainly red and yellow. For Olympic babies, you can also design a few sets of plain-colored cheongsams. ”
……
The speaker has no intention and the listener has the intention.
Several people in the venue inadvertently cast their eyes on Sun Tao.
In fact, Sun Tao himself didn't understand why Zhang Yimou would take him with him twice in just a few words. Of course he was the one who brought up the plain cheongsam.
Zhang Yimou finally set his sights on Sun Tao. He only had a vague idea about the eight-minute performance. As a result, when he casually chatted with Sun Tao, the vague idea was concreted by Sun Tao, although Sun Tao seemed to be a little bit interested in this more specific effect. But this does not prevent Lao Mouzi from affirming his ability.
Yes, in Zhang Yimou's eyes, Sun Tao's ability to visualize the draft is a talent. Other directors require actors to rehearse over and over again, but Sun Tao directly visualizes it as if he has his own artificial intelligence.
After thinking about the age gap between the two, Zhang Yimou smiled and said: "Xiao Sun, go and do some research on Olympic treasures. Young people must look at girls differently from us old guys..."
【Hahahaha...】
[Hahaha, Director Zhang is also afraid of the generation gap between him and the audience. 】
[Director Zhang is right. Our aesthetic appreciation of girls is still in the era of Gong Xue, Zhu Lin, and Liu Xiaoqing. 】
[Hey, don’t mention that Liu Xiaoqing might still be taking roles now. 】
Jin Dongliang, "Hey, Sun Tao, tell me who is the most beautiful actress now, and let us see what your aesthetic is like."
Chen Weiya, "Hahahaha, maybe you have never heard of the actress he mentioned."
Na Kang, "It must be a little famous, otherwise Sun Tao might find a classmate from the film school to send us away."
Sun Tao hesitated for a moment, "Jiang Qinqin."
[Well, it’s okay, Aesthetics is online. 】
[Maybe Sun Tao originally wanted to say Chen Hong, hahahaha. 】
Artists are a group with the least formality. After several hours of getting along and listening to Sun Tao's several speeches, everyone was shocked by Sun Tao's novel opinions from time to time, especially when he talked about Europeans and Americans. At that time, he had no intention of catering at all. What he cared more about was not whether foreigners would praise or criticize him after the performance, but how the domestic audience would evaluate him!
Everyone sitting here actually didn't realize that the main difference between Sun Tao and Zhang Yimou was actually who should perform the eight-minute performance.
Sun Tao usually tried his best to hide his clumsiness when he was in contact with ordinary people and didn't want to say anything too forward, but today's situation was different and Sun Tao didn't hold back when he spoke. When China was in G2, the words said by bloggers on the Internet always sounded a little inconsistent in the G6 era. They were not cautious or looking up, but they were looking straight down or even looking down, but they were all interpreted by old men as generation gap and Young and energetic.
Zhang Yimou smiled slightly. In fact, he really hoped that Sun Tao would say Zhang Ziyi, "Okay, okay, stop joking. After the meeting, let's go to what we should do. Sun Tao, please choose 25 first?"
Sun Tao, "Is that too much?"
Zhang Yimou, "What if the place is big? There may be eliminations in the middle, or someone may quit voluntarily, or there may be some injuries or something. It's okay if there is no plan for such a big event."
Jin Dongliang smiled and said: "Don't worry, as long as you are screened out even if you are selected for a month, the girls will definitely not suffer. And what I just said about being on the Spring Festival Gala is really not a joke!"
Nakang joked: "Don't talk so much that you won't be able to hold it back."
Jin Dongliang, "CCTV can't do it, but Yanjing Satellite TV can do it. Are you questioning me or Sun Tao's editing ability?"
Lin Yong, "Yanjing Satellite TV still needs you to contact us. Ma Bo says everywhere that Sun Tao is his little brother, don't you know?"
"..."
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February 8, 2004, Sunday, 2:40 pm.
Zhang Yimou didn't say anything about adjourning the meeting. After assigning tasks, he turned around to explain something to Chen Weiya. The directors below were also chatting in twos and threes. Na Kang simply stood up and said, "Then if there's nothing else, I'll leave first."< br>
After finishing speaking, Nakang glanced around and found that no one was paying attention. He picked up the windbreaker hung on the back of the chair and walked away...
He just left.
Sun Tao is still waiting for Zhang Yimou to adjourn the meeting! Besides, there are a lot of unanswered questions about how to go about the process of selecting an "Olympic baby" by putting yourself in charge, who will provide the funds, and who you will contact.
Sun Tao was stunned for a moment, stood up and walked out of the conference room, "Teacher, wait for me."
"Uh, Director Sun, what's wrong? Oh, hahaha, it's okay. You don't have to worry about anything. Someone will do it after the assignments are made. Someone will contact you after everything has been arranged."
"Oh, haha, I really haven't experienced this stuff before. Please help me introduce it to me in the future."
"There is nothing to introduce. I have only experienced one week more than you. National affairs are completely different from the propaganda programs we did in the past. What the leaders said is that preparations for the Olympics should be treated as a war. Treat, we are responsible for coming up with ideas and doing it, how many people are rushing to do it, if you want to take over everything, everyone may not be happy..."
At the top of the stairs, Nakang took back his cell phone and Sun Tao remembered that his cell phone had also been taken away by the staff before the leader came in to speak.
"Director Sun, this is your mobile phone." Sun Tao looked down and saw that his mobile phone was also placed in a sealed bag with a label. "Do you have to hand in your mobile phone every time you have a meeting in the future?"
"Yes, because our performance plan is a state secret. Also, please sign this...the other members of the directing team have signed it..."
Sun Tao lowered his head and glanced at the confidentiality agreement. He pouted slightly. It seemed like it was the first time in his life that he signed such a thing. He really stepped into a completely unfamiliar circle. "What if I have something important to do?"
"Then you can authorize us to pick it up for you. Don't worry, we will keep your private communications strictly confidential. Haha, nothing in this building will be spread out."
"Oh, thank you. If it's my parents', just pick up the others for me and forget it." Sun Tao nodded and simply explained.
Sun Tao or CCNA is not a mere outsider. He has a clear conscience and you still want to hide the information that the country wants to know?
If you are monitored and whether you grind your teeth at night, the relevant departments will know.
……
After handing back the sealed bag, Sun Tao walked downstairs with his cell phone. Fortunately, there was only one missed call and one text message.
The missed call was from Zhang Jiajia, and the text message was from Feng Xiaogang.
Sun Tao clicked on the text message: The basic quality of the girl you recommended is not bad. I left her contact information, but she is a bit tall and Ru Ping, who plays the role of an adult, cannot catch her.
Zhang Jiajia lost the election!
As good fortune and misfortune never come singly, Zhang Yimou did not accept his suggestion, Feng Xiaogang eliminated the people he recommended, and for the first time since his rebirth, Sun Tao felt that he was tied up and had nothing to do.
Sun Taoxin said: If she had not followed Zhang Yimou to shoot the closing ceremony short film, but if she had followed Feng Xiaogang back to school to participate in the audition, would the ending have been different? Unfortunately, there is no if.
Sun Tao picked up the phone and hesitated for a second before pressing the callback button. "Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu ...You said that he is a real person. He just said that I can’t do it, even if he said that I should go back and wait for notification.”
Sun Tao said calmly: "Why are you crying? This is not your first interview. You have been rejected before."
Sun Tao was a little worried: Will she let me refund the deposit if the matter is not completed? What she said at the time was very good. She just asked me to help her talk. It didn't matter whether it would work or not, but who would dare to believe this woman's words? Let’s listen to what she has to say first. It’s a consensual thing and I’m not cheating on her. I’m not monitoring her and she doesn’t seem to have a voice recorder... Ah, it’s better to have her own house. If this is a hotel Maybe it was secretly photographed...
"It's not okay to feel bad after being rejected. By the way, class starts tomorrow. Will you go back to school tonight? Let's have a meal together."
"No, I have other things to do here. Maybe I won't go back to class this semester."
The confidentiality agreement I just signed, although the agreement only states that the content related to the performance cannot be disclosed to the outside world, but the fact that he joined the director team has been sent to the film school, it should not be in the agreement, but Sun Tao still adheres to the principle of doing more than doing less. She didn't tell him, but if she did, she would ask. If she asked, she might say he was bald. Even if he wasn't bald, she heard that she was responsible for selecting people... Well, as expected, a man who couldn't control his lower body would have a lot of resistance when doing things.
After leaving the building, Sun Tao was thinking about whether to call Yan Feng or take a taxi back, when a black car stopped in front of him. It was either a red or Hongqi car, but an ordinary Santana car.
"Chief, please get in the car."
The driver was wearing a uniform and his tone was neither humble nor overbearing, but Sun Tao couldn't bear this "chief" sound.
Sun Tao said with a guilty conscience, "Don't call me Chief, I'm not used to it. My name is Sun Tao, you can just call me Director Sun. Hello, what do you call me?"
"Hello, Director Sun, my name is Liu Bo. From now on you can call me Xiao Liu. Please get in the car."
Sun Tao was secretly happy. The Olympic Organizing Committee was quite honest in its work. When he joined the director's team, he was given a car. Even though the car was a bit cold, it would have been a red flag.
Liu Bo had already opened the door for Sun Tao, and Sun Tao had no choice but to get in the car.
Having been in Yanjing for more than half a year, Sun Tao really knew some of the main roads, but the road Liu Bo drove made Sun Tao dizzy with a few turns.
Sun Tao didn't doubt his presence and thought Liu Bo was taking a small path.
"Director Sun, here we are, the chief is waiting for you."
Just now, Sun Tao was stunned when the car drove into a compound. Sun Tao forgot to look at the house number.
……
He has been sent home, but Sun Tao's head is still buzzing
Li Xiaojun and Du Juan were not there, so Sun Tao patted the door knocker a few times before remembering that they had gone to negotiate.
Sun Tao took out the key and opened the door, then turned around and closed the door. He entered the main room in a daze and lit a cigarette.
Sun Tao only came back to his senses when the cigarette butt burned his hands.
Whether it was at the stairwell of CCTV or the conference room in Beiyuan, their every move and word were known to the higher ups.
Several times Sun Tao clearly objected, several times frowned, and several times he hesitated to speak were all recorded.
Sun Tao shook his hand and put out the cigarette butt, saying what he said.
“The Yanjing Olympic Games cannot simply be limited to Yanjing, this is the Olympic Games for all China;
We cannot cater to foreigners. We are not trying to show the China they imagine, but we need to show the heritage of a country with a five-thousand-year-old civilization, just to shock them.
Director Zhang is an excellent director, but he may be a little obsessed with past glory. If he can get rid of the myth, he will definitely produce a performance that will shock the world.
I'm not good at it. I have no imagination and no ability to control. It's just that my thoughts are greater than my actions. It's okay for me to find fault, but I can't do it myself..."
……
What did the leader say: "I have confidence in you, and young people must also have confidence in themselves."
Sun Tao laughed out loud and said to himself: From now on, he will print "I have confidence in you" on his cultural shirts.
After he calmed down, he remembered what Wu Guoqiang said to him when he was sent out, "I will ask them to suggest a few more versions, and you will be the leader in one of them. Are you confident?"
"Bah!" "Hahahaha, this guy is so annoying. Even though the boss said he has confidence in me, he still asks, isn't this questioning the boss? There is no future!"
"Why are you laughing here alone? What's the good thing? Another beautiful woman throws herself into my arms?"
Sun Tao was so lost in thought that both Li Xiaojun and Du Juan had hung their coats on the clothes rack before he noticed.
Turning his head, he saw the manager in a white tight woolen sweater and slim jeans and the female assistant in a white shirt and black suit, both of whom were looking at him with a smile or a frown.
Sun Tao raised his head and looked towards the courtyard door.
"Don't look at it. Yan Feng dropped us off at the entrance of the alley and drove home. We won't come here until 8:30 tomorrow." Teacher Li curled his lips and complained: "Damn it! It's only after five o'clock, and I haven't eaten dinner yet. Bad things.”(End of Chapter)