Wang Yang is already 63 years old. His eyes are already blurred and his temples are gray. He is wearing reading glasses and sitting in the office of the main building of Beijing Film Studio, reading the newly released "New Films" and "Film Works". One is a publication of Shanghai Film Studio and the other is from Emei Film Studio. They are of the same nature as "Film Creation" of Beijing Film Studio, both of which are platforms for receiving script submissions. The studios have a tacit understanding and secretly compete with each other. If you make a good epoch-making work, I will make a better epoch-making work. "None of them is worth watching!" "Not worth mentioning!" Wang Yang took a quick look and snorted proudly. He stood up, put his hands behind his back, staggered downstairs, and walked towards the canteen. Everyone he met along the way respectfully called him "Director Wang"! The first director of Beijing Film Studio was Tian Fang, Tian Zhuangzhuang's father. The second person was Wang Yang, who served for 35 years and retired in 1986. Under his leadership, Beijing Film Studio reached its peak. He was very good at cultivating talents. The four major directors, four major photographers, and three golden flowers all came from his hands. Liu Xiaoqing was one of the three golden flowers. She was originally from other units, but Wang Yang poached her. He also had ideas about management. In the 1960s, he realized the drawbacks of this large factory system and wanted to implement a "contract system", which was actually a Hollywood producer studio, but there was no such concept in China.
It was very advanced in that era, but it didn't work. "Director Wang!" "Director Wang!" "Old Wang, why are you here just now?" Wang Yang entered the cafeteria, sat in his fixed seat, looked around: "I'll investigate the dynamics of the brother units, okay, let's start!" The lights in the whole venue were turned off, and it was pitch black. Immediately afterwards, the big screen emitted light, and the 24-frame-per-second dream machine reflected the expectant and excited faces. Now TV dramas are just budding, literature is booming, poets are ready to fight, pop music is surging, and movies are the undisputed first art form, until the end of the 1980s when it began to decline and slowly revived after the new century. Today we are showing Hong Kong movies. A guy with a big nose appeared in a sloppy manner. His name is Jackie Chan, and the movie is called "Drunken Master". At the beginning of last year, Jackie Chan made a big splash with "Snake in the Eagle's Shadow", and then he took advantage of the opportunity to launch "Drunken Master" in the same year, which won million box office, ranking second in the year, and the first was Xu Guanwen's "Selling Body Contract". This is a sign that Hong Kong movies are about to enter the golden age. Although it was delayed for a year, the quality of "Drunken Master" is indisputable and still brought a huge impact to the people on the scene. The director is Yuan Heping, and Jackie Chan plays Huang Feihong, who is idle and trouble-making. His father finds his good friend Su Huazi to teach him. Su Huazi teaches him the Drunken Eight Immortals, and finally defeats the enemy... Su Huazi is played by Yuan Xiaotian, Yuan Heping's father. His image of a beggar carrying a wine gourd later became Zhen Yuanzhai in "The King of Fighters". "So awesome!" "The fight is so good!" "What's this person's name? Jackie Chan?" "Hahaha, he's so funny when he plays a woman!"
Everyone seems to have entered a new world, without having to consider the meaning of work and movies, and truly appreciates a work as an audience. Of course, they dare not make loud noises, and they just laugh quietly. "..." Wang Yang was also very happy to watch, but he thought more and asked the person next to him: "Are Fu Qi and the others still in Beijing?" "They are back in Hong Kong." "Has the "Shaolin Temple" deal been settled?" "Yes, the Japanese want to buy it and gave a sum of money in advance. Fu Qi asked someone to write the script and went back to prepare. It will be filmed in the second half of the year. I heard that they want to find actors from the Henan Peking Opera Troupe." "Peking Opera Troupe?" Wang Yang shook his head and pointed at the screen and said: "Look at their movements, they are fancy and beautiful, smooth and interesting. The martial artists in the Peking Opera Troupe have a solid foundation, but their moves are too rigid. The Hong Kong market is developing rapidly, and they make movies according to the old ideas. I am People are not optimistic. " "No way, they are in trouble too." "Yes, the brother units in Hong Kong are not having a good time either. This is a film nominated by Mr. Liao (Chengzhi). It is not easy. I hope everything goes well for them." Wang Yang sighed and said, "Martial arts films are so popular. Should we consider broadening the genre? We can't always make films about bitterness and hatred, right?" "This... will be risky, right?" "How can we do things if we are afraid of risks? We need serious films and entertainment films. We should do both. Pay attention to the script in the future. I will be responsible if something goes wrong." The leaders were talking in front, and a few people were talking in the back. The group of people in the literature department unconsciously gathered around a certain guy, because this guy was watching and sending comments to everyone, which was entertaining and educational. "This Huang Feihong is a real person in history. He was born in the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China. He learned martial arts at the age of three and followed his father to travel the world at the age of seven. Later, he opened a martial arts school in Guangzhou and practiced medicine and sold medicine. He set up a clinic called Baozhilin and served as a martial arts coach for the Guangzhou Navy. His father is Huang Qiying, Huang Qiying's master is Lu Acai, and Lu Acai's master is Master Zhishan. Master Zhishan, Wu Mei Nun Tai, Taoist Master Bai Mei, Feng Daode, and Miao Xian are known as the Five Elders of Shaolin!" "I heard you talking nonsense. Why is there a Taoist priest in a Buddhist temple?" Jiang Shan pouted. "Oh, you still know that there can't be a Taoist priest in a Buddhist temple?" "Do you think I'm stupid? I'm in elementary school!" "Shanshan, speak properly and don't be rude!" Jiang Huaiyan scolded her, but Jiang Shan didn't take it seriously. Chen Qi smiled and said, "Bai Mei was born in Shaolin, and later joined Wudang. Wudang means Taoist priests. But this Shaolin is not in Henan, but in Southern Shaolin, in Fujian." "That Miao Xian is not simple either. He has a daughter named Miao Cuihua, who gave birth to a son named Fang Shiyu. Wow, this Fang Shiyu is eight feet tall and has a waist of eight feet. He holds a silver-washed spear and kills people in and out of the Qing army camp seven times..." "Is that Zhao Zilong?" Ge You exclaimed. "All heroes in the world are the same! Zhao Zilong went in and out seven times, but Fang Shiyu can't do the same? Even Liu Laolao is not a good person!" He was quite serious at first, but then he was out of control. Everyone liked to listen to it, especially Ge You, whose little eyes were shining with blinking. He felt that this brother was very powerful. He was three years younger than himself, knew so much, and had thick hair. ...
Watching internal reference films is one of the few times when you can indulge yourself. But happy times never last long. When Jackie Chan defeated his enemy and the movie ended, everyone was happy to have watched a good show, but also regretted its brevity. After leaving this door, it was another day of unity, tension, seriousness and liveliness. Everyone lined up quietly and left in twos and threes, whispering about the wonderful aspects of "Drunken Master". Under the dim light, Wang Yang walked leisurely with his hands behind his back. A voice came faintly with the night wind... "Why don't we have such good movies?" "It's different in genre. They are good at making entertainment films, and we are also good at making them, such as military films, rural films, and works with realistic themes, which are all very good." "Then can't we also make an entertainment film?" "Do you think it's that easy? When you watched "Drunken Master" just now, which part was the best? Was it the part about practicing martial arts and fighting? Why? Because it captures the audience's psychology. Take you for example. If one day you suddenly meet a master who teaches you peerless martial arts and makes you invincible, would you be excited?" "I'm so excited!" Ge You slapped his thigh. "So, the more you can find emotional commonalities, the better the movie will be." "..." Wang Yang followed for a while, glanced at the young man who was talking, and walked away leisurely. Jiang Shan was also taken home by her father. Ge You accompanied Chen Qi all the way to the door of the guesthouse, and he seemed to be reluctant to leave. However, he was shy and did not take the initiative. Fortunately, Chen Qi said, "I usually revise manuscripts and have a lot of free time. If you have nothing to do, you can come and visit me." "Okay, OK! See you another day." Ge You then went back.
