Director of Photography Department of Huayu

Chapter 497 The Expedition, Producer
The Golden Globe Awards will be held on the 17th of this year, which is the morning of the 18th Beijing time.

It was January, and while it was still chilly outside, it was warm and cozy inside, with a thin layer of white mist covering the windows.

"Really not going?" Wu Chen leaned back on the sofa and asked again, "I remember Chanel really wanted you to go too."

"Is it Chanel that wants me to go, or do you want me to go?" Liu Yifei smiled gently, her dimples appearing slightly. Before Wu Chen could reply, she shook her head. "What's the point of me going for a cameo role? I still need to work hard for my first film."

As she finished speaking, she clenched her fist slightly, as if to encourage herself.

Wu Chen couldn't help but laugh: "You're the producer, not the production manager. You've dumped all the detailed work on Xiang Zhuo and the others. What can you possibly be busy with?"

"Hmph, you don't understand!"

"If you don't want to go, then you don't have to go."

At that moment, Liu Yifei leaned down gently and placed a warm kiss on his cheek, her laughter soft and sweet: "I wish you win the award."

The next morning, before the chill of Beijing had completely dissipated, Terminal 3 was already brightly lit and bustling with activity.

Wu Chen and Jiang Wen met at the airport, accompanied by numerous media outlets from Beijing, who surrounded the two, raising microphones and cameras in unison.

"Director Wu, don't you have any thoughts on going on the expedition?"

"I've already shared my thoughts in the previous posts, so why do I need so many more?"

Wu Chen smiled and shook his head, his words brief, which made everyone present burst into laughter.

On the contrary, Jiang Wen perked up and became animated in front of the camera:
"We've been filming 'Let the Bullets Fly' for so long, let's all relax for a couple of days. This time, while I wouldn't say I'm completely confident, I'm a little bit. They say success is in the hands of fate."

"Let's go, let's not leave everything to fate."

Seeing this, Wu Chen pulled Jiang Wen away.

He didn't want Jiang Wen to repeat the same cheesy remarks he made in Venice as in "The Sun Also Rises," only to end up with nothing to show for it.

To be honest, he wasn't sure about this award; who knew what the Golden Globe Awards were planning?

Seeing this, the media rushed forward and snapped a picture of the two. The angle was perfect, giving them a very "going to war" vibe, especially since Jiang Wen, being the flamboyant type, was wearing sunglasses.
The two fell fast asleep on the plane as soon as they boarded.

In addition to the news that Avatar's box office has surpassed 6 million, entertainment media also reported on The Martian's Golden Globe campaign.

"Which reporter took this picture? It's quite good; it has a certain charm."

"Okay, add a picture: Brave warriors, march forth!"

"What the hell is this brave warrior? If you can't talk, then don't talk!"

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Meanwhile, Liu Yifei and Bao Jingjing had already quietly finalized their engagements with Xue Xiaolu.

"Teacher Xue, thank you for your help."

Liu Yifei smiled with her eyes crinkling, and Bao Jingjing beside her nodded in agreement.

Xue Xiaolu felt a little confused.

She was just instructing Bao Jingjing on how to write a script, so how did she end up being the director who needed the script? Back in her office, Xue Xiaolu was still a little confused about how things had turned out this way.
Just as she sat down, Cao Baoping pushed the door open and came in. Seeing that her expression was a little off, he couldn't help but tease her: "What's wrong, Xiaolu? Are you still worried about the students' final exams? Didn't I already highlight the important points for them?"

"No, I just took on a role in a film."

"Oh, whose is it? Could it be...?" Liu Debin leaned over, and several of his colleagues from the Literature Department looked on with curiosity.

It's no secret that Liu Yifei has been frequently returning to school lately.

Xue Xiaolu nodded.

"Isn't that a good thing, Lao Liu? Students writing scripts and mentors directing—it's a wonderful story!" Cao Baoping laughed.

"If I could direct, I would take the role too." Liu Debin nodded, looking rather regretful.

He's good at television dramas, but not really at film.
Although both involve filming and even seem similar in process, there is a huge difference between film directors and television directors.

Because film directors need to develop the narrative within a two-hour timeframe, using mise-en-scène and visual themes to drive the plot forward, the margin for error is extremely low.
"Was it Wu Chen who made the decision?" someone pressed.

“It was Yifei who made the decision; she’s in charge of this project,” Xue Xiaolu said truthfully.

"You know what, what the other departments said makes a lot of sense. They say you become like the company you keep. Look at Wu Chen, Yi Fei has learned that essence very well."

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Everyone in the Literature Department burst into laughter.

This is definitely a great thing for the entire department. It can be said that by presenting this case this year, the quality of student admissions will be a notch above that of literature departments in other universities.
The script for "Love is Not Blind" was quickly submitted for review, and the news spread like wildfire.

In China, the order of names is a very important factor, especially when it comes to personal names.

Liu Yifei's name was listed first in the producer credits for "Love is Not Blind".
"No, the screenwriter is Bao Jingjing. Wait a minute, isn't this the screenplay adaptation project that Wu Chen mentioned at the Beijing Film Academy last year?"

"Wait a minute, why does this project seem to be in Liu Yifei's charge? Is this the correct order?"

"Let me take a look"

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The news spread the fastest within the industry, because everyone was in multiple industry QQ groups, and it spread from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred.

Some people were simply envious, while others couldn't hide their sourness.

Although we don't know about the quality, the production is backed by Starry Night Pictures, and that alone is enough to make it stand out in the industry.

Those who were most affected by this news were people of the same age.

"It hurts."

"It's probably a low-budget romance movie, sigh, what's going on?"

"Different people have different fates, but I'd like to ask, now that she's a producer, she shouldn't be trying to steal roles, right? This story seems to need quite young actors, so there might be a chance."

"Oh well, I was already at a disadvantage, so it doesn't matter if I'm at a disadvantage now.

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Zhang Ziyi looked at the report with envy on her face.

That was her original plan, to be a producer and executive producer, but she just had a run of bad luck. She was tricked by Zhao Xinyu, which caused a huge uproar, and the controversy hasn't died down yet.

Before I could finish expressing my feelings, Wendi Deng called.

Looking at the caller ID, Zhang Ziyi's expression darkened, and she muttered, "That snob."

But when the call was answered, his expression changed. He spoke in a friendly tone, but as soon as he heard Deng Wendi's words on the phone, his face turned ashen.

"Why should we replace him? I also have a stake in the company."

"Why should I? Your image is no longer suitable and has seriously damaged the company's interests. You are not suitable to participate in 'Snow Flower and the Secret Fan'."

Deng Wendi sneered. She had originally planned to say a few polite words, but seeing this reaction, there was no need.

For her, this was nothing more than an adjustment of interests—it would be abnormal not to kick out those who should be kicked out.

She didn't care whether the other person could get through this ordeal; who cared?
(End of this chapter)