I'm not a drama freak, I can really see through the script

Chapter 363, The Peasant's Perspective VS The Intellectual's Perspective
"After this, why don't you become a visiting lecturer at the Central Academy of Drama?"

"You bastard, you're trying to steal someone, aren't you?"

"Heh, the Central Academy of Drama has put in quite a bit of effort this time. It's no problem to have Xiao Li as our lecturer. He can just teach one class a semester. But I believe that his class can benefit many people greatly."

Xu Xiang and Wang Fengsheng chatted casually in the back.

Today's premieres are "Nanjing! Nanjing!" and "Nanjing Photo Studio", and tomorrow's premiere is "The Forbidden Kingdom".

Han Ping, standing nearby, was smiling; this time, the two Nanjing entries had served as the vanguard.
"Speaking of which, Li Xuan's ability to handle his works is really strong. From 'Buried Alive' to 'Three Kingdoms', and now to 'Nanjing Photo Studio'. It is said that reading his works is like reading the man himself. I understand now why he attracts so many people." Han Ping said with some emotion. People like Xu Xiang and Wang Fengsheng were attracted to Li Xuan, and there was not much of a conflict of interest involved.

At least for now, there isn't much of a vested interest in supporting this.

The will to survive in "Buried".

"The Long Season" is about looking forward with optimism and a gentle breeze, never looking back.

The heroic spirit of "New Three Kingdoms" and the idea of ​​sweeping away injustice and seeking a benevolent and virtuous world.
A person's works, and the ideas they express, can reveal what kind of person they are.

This 'purity' is also what makes Li Xuan so attractive.
“Yes, literature should convey moral principles, I understand that principle. Therefore, from any perspective, I have more faith in the works of Li Xuan, whose soul resonates with mine.” Jiang Wen said with interest, “Of course, that doesn’t mean Lu Chuan’s writing is worse, and his films are certainly not bad either…”

Han Ping smiled.

“I think so too. In fact, when I read Lu Chuan’s script, I felt that he had a greater chance of winning because what he expressed resonated with me from my perspective.”

"Haha, so you're only siding with Li Xuan this round because you're unhappy, right?" Jiang Wen said with a laugh.

However, Han Ping shook his head.

"No, I'm wondering if my thoughts are truly correct now, or if they really represent the majority? Perhaps, after being detached from the masses for so long, my consciousness has become somewhat distorted?"

Jiang Wen was stunned.

Looking at Han Ping's self-reflection and introspection.

This person is capable of thinking about this matter.

To be able to sit in the number one seat at China Film Group Corporation—that's a skill most people don't have.
"Lu Chuan has a much better chance of winning. Let me tell you this, daughter, there's no surprise at all."

"It's not just a typical historical work; it represents a trend of thought, an ideology, a representative ideology. Personally, I think that in this era, Lu Chuan's ideas will be more widely accepted—the ideas of someone like him, who is well-educated, an elite, and comes from a distinguished family, will be more popular."

At the premiere of "The Forbidden Kingdom", Liu Lili noticed that her daughter was distracted.

Visibly, her eyes were on the big screen, but her heart and spirit had already drifted thousands of miles away; they had already flown off into the distance.
I almost told my mom directly—I want a man.

However, she still chose to watch "The Forbidden Kingdom" as usual, wearing a plain white dress. Now that she is older and more mature, her beauty is truly at its peak.

Compared to veteran beauty Li Bingbing, she is definitely superior in every way.

Especially the melancholy in her eyes—others might not know, but Liu Lili knew it was the melancholy of someone thinking about a man.

I miss men, I miss men, I miss men, I want to see Li Xuan's feelings.
"Mom, let's watch 'Nanjing! Nanjing' and then 'Nanjing Photo Studio', shall we?"

"Are you suggesting I watch movies all night without sleeping?"

"mom!!"

“good good”

Although she said that, Liu Lili looked helplessly at her daughter waving her hand away.

But actually, that's what she thought too.
Even if one feels that Lu Chuan's vision and overall perspective would be better.

However, I watched both movies of the same genre.

It's not necessarily bad.
At this moment, the movie "Nanjing! Nanjing" began to play.

From Lu Jianxiong
Wang Lei also watched this movie, and it was a kind of 'pain' that was transmitted to him.

Lu Jianxiong led his remaining troops to a desperate defense of sandbags at Zhongshan Gate, while tanks rolled and crushed the streets. Soldiers strapped with explosives charged towards the Japanese invaders and died for their country.

'The Great Wall was built with flesh and blood'

The Japanese soldiers escorted the prisoners to the banks of the Yangtze River and opened fire, their corpses even blocking the river.
massacre
These historical massacres, which actually occurred, are just so painful.
When Jiang Shuyun faced the Japanese soldiers demanding women, those prostitutes who stepped forward to protect the students.

Mr. Tang, a traitor
To another protagonist.

Masao Kadokawa.

A Japanese soldier, from his perspective, experiences pain and witnesses his comrades participating in a civilian killing contest, his trembling, his pain, and his tears.

Will God forgive me?
After killing the Chinese mother and saving the baby, he said the following.
He took his own life under the cherry blossom tree.
Finally, Rabe led the surviving refugees out of Nanjing, and the refugees knelt down to thank this 'foreign celestial being'.

End of film.

Little Bean is still alive.

He became my younger brother.

Good movie.

The black and white color scheme, handheld shooting style, and nearly half of the film is without dialogue. It uses straightforward warfare and trembling, tearing shots to explain and express itself.

Wang Lei felt that this was a visual feast, both in terms of the film itself and the techniques he employed in its execution, demonstrating a remarkable level of skill.
You could say this is a kind of 'showing off skills'.
The photography techniques, shooting skills, and the sense of atmosphere created by handheld shooting are all top-notch.

Lu Chuan has undoubtedly entered the ranks of the top directors.
This time, he was just showing off what he had learned. He had been trained in a professional school and his skills were at the limit, which was enough to be included in textbooks for camera performance.

so comfy.

This comfortable feeling made Wang Lei think that Lu Chuan should be able to surpass his teacher.

It has the potential and is excellent.

"Congratulations, it's an excellent piece of work. I'm very touched."

Wang Su gave a thumbs up at this moment.

excited.

The filming techniques and skills are at the pinnacle of the seventh generation of directors. No, that's just giving face to the sixth generation.

Even if they dare to try, it would be difficult for them to challenge "Nanjing! Nanjing!"
Lu Chuan is currently at the peak of his talent.

It possesses more mature techniques, better subject matter, and a complete aesthetic of war than "Kekexili".
Excellent.

If only one person thinks that way, it would be somewhat biased. But the reactions of the media and guests at the premiere cannot be faked or made biased.

98% good frequency.

"Congratulations, Mr. Lu. This is a film that will go down in film history. It is truly outstanding."

At this moment, Liu Meizhen, representing Lionsgate, stepped forward to offer her congratulations.
Meanwhile, Chiiwa Baichuan, who was standing nearby, also came forward to offer his congratulations.

"After watching this movie, I was deeply moved by my Chinese friends. I could feel the immense humanity and brilliance within it."

She even shed some tears.

The guests around were all moved.

International friends!
Just like the soldier who committed suicide in "Nanjing! Nanjing!" Indeed, there are still people with a conscience!

We shouldn't judge all people from island nations with prejudice.

The brilliance and complexity of human nature.

This is a film aiming for awards.

There's no need to be confined to award-winning works from China.

Looking at these responses, Lu Chuan smiled slightly and replied to each one.
He was happy.

Standing in front of the movie theater, watching a work that encapsulates his consciousness and skill, he felt a sense of triumphant joy at achieving such a result.
Film and television associations, Beijing film circles, international friends of Lionsgate, friends of the Tokyo Film Association, film judges for Sina and Douban media, and members of the Oriental Pearl Fashion Model Association.
These most representative people are all supporting me.
Can they really stop themselves?
It's probably impossible.

Absolutely not, it's impossible.

"Lu Chuan is a good person. You can tell he has very progressive ideas, and I admire him very much."

She greatly admired Liu Meizhen.
One can sense from Lu Chuan's works that he is a very thoughtful person.

A film, a work of art, is a contest of technique, cinematography, core message, consciousness, and thought.
Lu Chuan's advanced and sophisticated core ideas would be even more appreciated in the Western world.

"This time, we need to do a good job of publicizing Lu Jun's message, so he knows how much support we have for him."

Qianyan Meichuan, standing nearby, said, "He's far more outstanding and worth getting to know than that Li Xuan! His thinking is so broad and advanced; he's the kind of talent we need, not some kid who got to where he is by luck."

Throughout the journey, he kept praising Lu Chuan's film works.

Liu Meizhen listened the whole way and did talk.

"Then why don't we watch his movie for the second half of the show?"

"Going to see it is a waste of time. After watching Lu Jun's movie, would I still want to watch his?" Qianyan Meichuan shook his head. "I don't want to waste this time. I'd rather sleep a little longer."

"Then I'll go see for myself."

At this point, the movie had already started playing.

On Li Xuan's side, the movie also started playing.

The film "Nanjing Photo Studio" was also shown at this time.

Let's start with Huang Xiaoming's face—

As Hideo Ito, this Japanese war photographer began his career when the army entered Nanjing.

I love Chinese culture and Nanjing. I take a picture of every famous historical site and cultural landscape as soon as I enter the city.

Huang Xiaoming captured this feeling of 'passion' in the film.

This enthusiasm made Xu Xiang frown slightly, but he didn't say anything.
Do you love Chinese culture? Why focus on depicting the humanity of the Japanese invaders?
This approach is not unacceptable; in fact, some people today quite like this kind of angle and approach. They simply enjoy working with this kind of subject matter.

It is a choice that is entirely logical and reflects the preferences of some viewers.

But that's not what Xu Xiang likes.

"Keep watching," Wang Fengsheng said calmly in Xu Xiang's ear.

"I know I should keep watching, it's just that I feel a little uncomfortable with this character, especially the positive one."

"Ah."

Wang Fengsheng did not deny it.

Meanwhile, Han Ping and Jiang Wen, standing beside him, remained calm and quietly watched the movie.
A very peaceful way of expressing oneself.

There was no intense emotional output or expression, only a calm and gentle way of output.

This peaceful and restrained feeling contains no flashy or fancy techniques.

Even when the city fell, there was no major 'outburst'.

"Such restrained emotional expression."

"Hmm, I thought they would heavily emphasize the fall of the city," Han Ping said. "I remember that the script for 'Nanjing! Nanjing' did heavily emphasize the fall of the city, and it cost a lot of money."

Han Ping was aware of some of the elaborate, high-budget scenes in the story.

Li Xuan, on the other hand, did not invest his money in such large-scale, high-profile events.

In a restrained manner, Sato Hideo was brought before Su Liuchang, a cowardly Chinese man played by Li Xuan as the '1213' postman.
The city fell, people died, and the army was defeated and perished.

As an ordinary person, Su Liuchang's first reaction, driven by his survival instinct, led him to make a choice.

Helping the Japanese develop photos.

If it's just doing such a small thing, it doesn't count as being a traitor.

If it's just this one thing, then it can't be considered treason.

That was exactly what Su Liuchang was thinking at that moment.
A cowardly existence.

There was no feeling of betrayal, just the will to survive when life itself is about to end.

Everyone can feel it.

When familiar life and living are taken away in an almost brutal way, all that is left is fear.

The Japanese army won.

They occupied Nanjing.

"A very real person, the reaction of a real ordinary person. There was no great struggle, no fierce resistance, only the instinct to prolong life, a kind of desperate struggle for survival."

"eager."

Han Ping was looking at this point.

Putting everything else aside, just the situation alone made me deeply empathize with it.

Asking me to be a traitor? That's impossible.

But if something as trivial as developing photos can give you a chance to survive, then as a mortal, an ordinary person...
The choice made.

Having read this, Han Ping's opinion of Li Xuan was quite high.
To immerse oneself in something; to become completely absorbed in it.
It's like the characters truly immerse themselves in this world, struggling with emotions within it, and experiencing the feelings and sensations they evoke.
To truly immerse oneself in the story, to feel the emotions and thoughts that led 'I' as the character to make choices.

This is what makes Li Xuan so formidable.

Beneath the layers of technique lies the most fundamental element—talent.

Let me feel like I'm there
And those who survive become mentally numb.

In the dimly lit photo studio.

The photos were developed, those bloody, one after another, heartbreaking photos.
Among the ruins.

The charred remains of a child being burned, still in a crawling posture, solidified.
(End of this chapter)