Chinese entertainment starts with Hong Shixian

Chapter 193 The Scandal of Painted Skin: Experiences from Those Who Have Been There
Snapped!
Wang Zonglei slammed the file on the table and said angrily, "This Guo Fan, I thought he was really capable, but he's just trash!"

Wang Zongjun took a sip of tea and said calmly, "It's just an investment of a few million, why are you so excited?"

Having risen from an advertising executive to become a leader in the mainland entertainment industry, he certainly has the composure to maintain his composure.

"Brother, we were all counting on this movie to be a huge hit, but it didn't even break even on costs!" Wang Zonglei said angrily.

The sense of loss was so great that it made him feel terrible.

"It was just something I did on the spur of the moment, so why bother?" Wang Zongjun said dismissively.

Although he was the one who came into contact with and invested in the project, he didn't pay attention to it all the time like his impulsive and foolish younger brother.

"You... never mind." Wang Zonglei said indignantly, somewhat frustrated.
"It's best not to invest in Guo Fan in the future; he's hopeless."

"Hehe..." Wang Zongjun chuckled, not taking his words seriously.

They've had their share of failures over the years, so Guo Fan's failures are nothing compared to theirs.

"It is said that Qi Hui controlled the framework and story of 'Love is Not Blind' and Guo Fan was in charge of filming," Wang Zongjun said.

He is, after all, my younger brother, and I should comfort him when necessary.

"You mean, these two need to team up for it to succeed?" Wang Zonglei said.

This is not uncommon; there are quite a few directors who only know how to shoot visuals but don't know how to tell a story.

Chen Kaige is an example, and Zhang Yimou is similar.

Zhang Yimou basically only makes good films when they are adapted from novels or classic stories.

For example, "Red Sorghum" and "The Story of Qiu Ju".
It's not that independently written scripts can be well-made, but they are relatively rare.

"Maybe," Wang Zongjun said. "If we have the chance, we can put these two together and try again, to control the variables."

“That makes sense,” Wang Zonglei thought for a moment and agreed.

Seeing that his foolish younger brother's attention had been diverted, Wang Zongjun stopped talking about the matter and instead brought up other issues.

……

the other side.

In the office, Wang Jinghua held a women's cigarette between her fingers, slowly exhaling a puff of white smoke with a hint of frustration.

"Why would they pounce like that... Could it be that they only pounced because Qi Hui wasn't around?" she wondered.

Actually, this movie isn't too bad. Compared to those big-budget productions that can bankrupt a company, Guo Fan's movies are relatively mild.

But... as I said before, the psychological gap is a bit large.

As Qi Hui and Yang Siwei's boss, Wang Jinghua certainly knew some of the specifics of "Love is Not Blind" and also knew Qi Hui's contribution to the creative process.

The movie was based on a novel that Qi Hui found, and Qi Hui also created the storyboards and storyboards.

"Never mind..." Wang Jinghua sighed. It was only a few million; she could afford to lose it.

But let's forget about asking her to vote for Guo Fan again next time.

She doesn't have that many small millions to waste.

……

New Year's Day
Qi Hui and Zhang Ruoyun went to pay New Year's greetings to the Ling family.

The main reason is that they both live in rented apartments, so it's inconvenient for them to cook for each other. It would be more suitable for them to go to Lao Ling's place.

In the villa.

Jing Tian, ​​Tang Yifei, and Tang Yixin, the three girls, stared speechlessly at Qi Hui and his two companions, who all had shaved heads.

It's a bit strange. Although their faces, clothes, and body types are different, their overall vibe is too similar.

The military truly lives up to its reputation as a melting pot; everyone is practically molded into the same type.

"Sister Fei, did your husband Ling tidy all this up?" Tang Yixin asked, looking at the neat and tidy living room.

“Yeah…” Tang Yifei complained, “Not just in the living room, look… even the blankets are folded into neat squares.”

Jing Tian added, "Not only the blankets, but even the kitchen hand towels are folded into small cubes."

"And toothbrushes and cups too," Tang Yixin interjected, "both of them should face the same direction."

"I also have a habit of watching the evening news at 7 pm every night..."

After saying that, the three women stared at each other, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Before filming the military drama, the three handsome men each had their own unique characteristics. After filming the military drama, they almost looked like triplets.

In the kitchen, three monks were cooking while singing military songs.

Now that I'm no longer in the military, I can sing those banned songs freely, like "Green Flowers in the Army" and such.

Of course, who would sing such melancholy songs during the Lunar New Year if they had nothing else to do?
Of course we should sing something cheerful!

"Listen to my fellow soldiers, this is what life in the barracks is like~"

"A bunch of monk-like hairstyles and all-season green military uniforms—they look a bit outdated."

"Actually, I'm quite carefree, huh! I can even do needlework, huh!"

"If anyone has a love letter, everyone's eager to have one!"

Hearing the singing coming from the kitchen, the three women wiped away their sweat.

"It should get better in a while."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Is the military this cheerful?"

Tang Yixin remembered something and asked, "When Ruoyun came back from the army, she took a lot of things, such as military uniforms, daggers, and water bottles."

"Did you take yours too?"

Tang Yifei complained, "That's not all, Lao Ling even brought back several kilograms of bullet casings."

"What a coincidence, Qi Hui is the same." Jing Tian was equally speechless, and complained wildly, "He has bullet casings, daggers, belts, kettles, and everything else at home."

"There are several sets of military uniforms, privates' uniforms, junior officers' uniforms, and even senior colonels' uniforms... It's outrageous. I don't know who Qi Hui learned this from."

"Huh? A dagger?" Tang Yifei asked in surprise, "You all have daggers at home?"

Daggers and the like are weapons and are not allowed to be brought back. Old Ling told her that, and she was upset for several days.

“The Fire Blue Dagger,” Jing Tian said.

“Yes.” Tang Yixin nodded: “Old Ling didn’t have it… Oh, that’s something unique to the ‘Fire Blue Blade’ crew.”

Jing Tian said speechlessly, "I really don't know who they learned that from..."

The girls chatted, and soon the food was ready. The six of them gathered at the table.

When Lao Ling talked about the character Wang Yanbing, he said that although the male lead He Chenguang appeared in every scene, Wang Yanbing had a complete character arc.

Lao Ling believes that Wang Yanbing is much better than Zheng Sanpao.

"What are your plans for next year... this year?" Old Ling asked.

Xiao Zhang frowned and sighed slightly, "My dad has made another TV series and wants me to go back and film it."

"The original cast and crew of Snow Leopard during the War of Resistance against Japan."

Actually, he doesn't really like filming those kinds of TV dramas, but... oh well, he's his own father after all.

After speaking, Xiao Zhang and Lao Ling turned their gazes to Qi Hui.

Qi Hui shrugged: "Making movies, of course."

"I play the second male lead in the movie Painted Skin 2, and I'm also trying to compete for the lead role in a martial arts movie."

Upon hearing this, the people present immediately felt a toothache.

Movies...that's art!

TV dramas can't compare to it; it's just a means of making a living.

"Senior brother is getting more and more amazing!" Zhang Ruoyun said with a hint of envy.

"Painted Skin?" Old Ling suddenly felt a toothache, thinking of all the messy things that happened when they filmed the TV series version of Painted Skin.

“I’m not from Hong Kong anymore,” Qi Hui shrugged and laughed.

"It's better to be careful," Old Ling said disdainfully.
"Brother, I've been there. This 'Painted Skin' thing is a bit outrageous; it's all nonsense!"

Qi Hui didn't take it to heart when he heard this; he wasn't some second- or third-rate celebrity from Hong Kong.

The crew also includes Chen Kun and Zhou Xun.

How much further can it be broken?
(End of this chapter)