Chapter 854 853 "You are so arrogant now."
"If you really say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be here." Fang Minghua said to everyone with a smile; "Yimou is here."
Zhang Yimou Entering the mahjong room, everyone greeted me.
“Oh, long time no see, Yimo.”
“Come, come, touch two?”
"You play, you play, I can't." Zhang Yimou responded with a smile.
In addition to being able to drink some wine, Zhang Yimou is said to have enjoyed dancing when he was young. He is not good at fishing, playing mahjong, digging pits, or playing chess.
This person seems to have been born to make movies, otherwise there will be more than 70 people in the future, and he will make one movie after another without retiring.
Fang Minghua knew that Zhang Yimou had something to do with him, and he couldn't let people just sit and watch him play cards, so he shouted from outside and inside: "Xiaohong, I asked you Sister Song to come and help me." I’ll take two.”
“I want it.”
Within a few minutes, Song Tangtang came down from upstairs and took Fang Minghua's place.
Fang Minghua took his own thermos cup and took Zhang Yimou into the living room. The nanny poured another cup of tea for Zhang Yimou and left.
“Yimou, what’s wrong?” Fang Minghua asked.
“I have to trouble you to help me write the script.” Zhang Yimou said his intention straight to the point.
Fang Minghua was a little surprised when he heard this. "Didn't I hear from my wife that Lu Wei is writing to you?"
"Yes, after writing two drafts, he felt dissatisfied. He said that he had no problem writing realistic themes, but he really couldn't write this kind of fantasy movie."
Oh. That's right.
That seems to be the case.
Whether he is a screenwriter or a director, Lu Wei focuses on realistic or historical themes.
"Okay then." Fang Minghua agreed.
You may not agree to someone else's request for help, but the person is Zhang Yimou after all, and they have been friends for more than ten years.
“However, I have to finish the novel at hand before I can start writing.” Fang Minghua added at the end.
"Momada, I'm not in a hurry, I'll wait for you." Zhang Yimou said happily.
After chatting for a few more words, Zhang Yimou was about to say goodbye and leave.
"What's the hurry? Let's have dinner together tonight." Fang Minghua enthusiastically persuaded him to stay.
"No, I'm here and you can't even play mahjong. Another day I'll ask Chen Ting to prepare some dishes and we can have a few drinks." Zhang Yimou said with a smile.
Chen Ting is Zhang Yimou's girlfriend. The two have lived together and have a child, but they have never been married.
"Okay, I'll try Chen Ting's craftsmanship." Fang Minghua said with a smile.
Zhang Yimou got up and went to the mahjong room to say hello to everyone before leaving.
As soon as the guests left, Song Tangtang immediately gave up his seat to Fang Minghua.
She wasn't interested in this stuff, but sometimes there weren't enough people to help, so she might as well go back to the study upstairs to read.
The four people continued to play mahjong.
"Minghua, what does Yimo want from you? Do you want to write a script?" Lu Yao asked.
"Yes, he said that he was not satisfied with the script written by Lu Wei, so he had to come to me." Fang Minghua told the truth.
"Then those who can do more work."
We played mahjong until lunch in the afternoon, but dinner was simple, with a pot of stewed meat, a bowl of white rice and red oil pickles for each person, and everyone ate happily.
I didn’t even drink. I had to continue fighting after eating, and it didn’t end until ten o’clock in the evening.
After the guests left, Fang Minghua finished taking a shower and was ready to rest. The couple started chatting in the bedroom. "Zhang Yimou came to you today to ask you to help write the script?" Song Tangtang asked.
“Yeah, he said Lu Wei was not satisfied with what he wrote.”
"Indeed, I also read it. Lu Wei is not good at this kind of subject, so it is not difficult for him."
"So you just left it to me?" Fang Minghua joked.
"Zhang Yimou believes in you." Song Tangtang said angrily.
The novel "A Woman's Life" was completed in early November. The book has a total of 180,000 words. It tells the life of Zhao Xiulan, the daughter of a Chinese laborer, from the end of the 19th century to the 1990s.
When he arrived in San Francisco with his parents when he was a child, his family was sent to Angel Island, but was later reluctantly allowed to stay.
The book is written in the first person, using Zhao Xiulan's words, to narrate the turbulent century in the United States and the various discriminations and humiliations suffered by the Chinese.
After writing, the electronic version was given to Li Li in San Francisco. At this point, the "Hua Gong Trilogy" was completed.
In November, the weather in Xijing is gradually getting colder. In this weather, except for running and exercising in the morning, and occasionally going to the Writers Association meeting, Fang Minghua usually does not go out.
But fish still have to be caught. Of course, when the weather is good, it doesn’t matter if it rains or is too cold. When people reach middle age, comfort is the main thing.
Today is the weekend, so Fang Minghua refused Bai Miao’s invitation to go fishing and rested at home with Song Tangtang.
My son is playing games in his room.
When I entered high school, my homework suddenly increased, but when I came back every weekend, Fang Le still played games, and recently became obsessed with "StarCraft".
Fang Minghua doesn’t care, there’s no way his academic performance is there.
My test scores remain among the top ten in my grade. I am particularly good at mathematics and physics. I get full marks in almost every test. If I can keep this up, according to the teaching level of the High School Affiliated to NPU, I will have no problem getting into Yan University and Tsinghua University.
Song Tangtang is knitting a sweater for Fang Minghua.
It is now 2001, and hand-knitting sweaters has long been a rarity, but Song Tangtang has never thrown it away. She takes it out to knit a few stitches from time to time, but she is too busy and cannot finish knitting a sweater for several months.
"Hey, Minghua, Zhang Yimou asked me yesterday, has your script been written?" Song Tangtang looked at Fang Minghua who was opening the newspaper.
"Why didn't he ask me?"
"I'm sorry to bother you, but you are so arrogant now." Song Tangtang smiled.
Big shelf?
Fang Minghua himself didn't feel it at all.
But it is true that except for Lu Yao and Jia Pingwa, who have been friends for twenty years, the rest have nothing to do and rarely move around.
Time gives men not only charm, but also majesty.
"Tell him, just for this period of time." Fang Minghua replied with a smile.
In the evening, Fang Minghua started writing the script.
In fact, the script is ready-made.
"Fengshen Part 1: Chaoge Fengyun" filmed by later director Wu Ershan is quite good.
It tells the story of the Shang King Yin Shou colluding with the fox demon Daji, committing cruelty and cruelty, and triggering divine punishment. Kunlun Immortal Jiang Ziya went down the mountain with the "Bang of Gods" to find the common master of the world in order to save the common people. Ji Fa, the son of Xibohou, gradually discovered Yin Shou's true face and turned against Chao Ge.
The domestic box office is 2.6 billion, and it has won many nominations and awards at the Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers Awards, Venice Film Festival, and Asian Film Festival.
What is different about this movie is that the function of the God List in the original novel is similar to the list of heavenly officials selecting grassroots civil servants.
But in this movie, it becomes the artifact left behind by Nuwa before she ascended, and it is a weapon to save the common people.
Its setting is that only the co-owner of the world can open it. Then who can become the co-leader of the world, and whose family will be on the list of gods, immediately becomes extremely important and full of suspense.
The Conferred Gods List has been transformed from a roster that serves the upper class to a treasure that reshapes the order of heaven and earth and serves the common people at dawn. The intention has been greatly improved immediately.
Full of style.
(End of this chapter)