Director of Photography Department of Huayu

Chapter 550 I understand everything
"When you put the director who is best at designing film structures (Nolan) and the director who is best at transforming complex themes into emotional resonance (Wu Chen) on the same line of credits, this is not a simple collaboration."

As the storm swept across North America, it was the golden hour in China, across the Pacific Ocean.

The media outlets are frantically reprinting reports from around the world.

The popularity of "Inception" exploded in China in a more direct way.

The Weibo hashtags #InceptionTrailer#, #WuChenScreenwriter#, and #LiuYifeiMotionScene# have all topped the trending topics list.

Two dynamic shots of Liu Yifei in the trailer.

The first is the astonished look back during the "flipping streets," and the second is the impactful yet stubborn feeling of "running in the water," which quickly became the focus of heated discussion.

"This is what it means to truly break into Hollywood. The camera presence is incredible!"

"Just how much of the storyline did Wu Chen fabricate?"

"I can't wait, July, come quickly!"

Countless movie fans and bloggers began to speculate wildly.

The following morning, at the China Film Group building.

The office of Han Sanping was filled with the faint aroma of Pu'er tea.

He was leaning back in his large mahogany office chair, listening to his secretary's report.

"Warner Bros.' latest promotional strategy is currently focusing on the collaboration between director Nolan and director Wu as the core selling point."

Currently, the focus of all social media platforms and media in China is on discussing what kind of story Director Wu, as the screenwriter of "Inception," actually wrote.

"It's extremely popular."

"We've bought out the distribution rights for 4 million yuan in box office revenue, and we'll promote it according to the original publicity plan at the end of the month."

Han Sanping chuckled and slapped the armrest.

This is definitely good news; his wise decision should earn China Film Group a lot of money.

Since the decision has already been made to import it, it might not be a bad thing if China Film Group earns more money from it.

"By the way, Chairman Han, Huayi Brothers has released a new publicity and distribution plan for Feng Xiaogang's 'Aftershock'."

"Oh?"

Han Sanping subconsciously composed himself, his gaze sharpening.

He knew that unless there were special circumstances, the secretary wouldn't specifically mention it.

"Chairman Han, it's like this..."

The secretary lowered her head and spoke softly.

As Han Sanping listened, he slowly tapped the armrest of his chair with his fingers, the "tap, tap" sound echoing throughout the office.
The core intention of Huayi Brothers' new publicity plan is very clear: to seize the high ground in public opinion.

The plan is to fully utilize the publicity power of major official media outlets and CCTV in the early stages of the film's release to deeply link the film "Aftershock" with grand themes such as "patriotism," "national memory," and "never forgetting the disaster."

"Hehe, Huayi is really direct. It's just that their way of doing things is a bit unsightly."

It's very straightforward, but even Han Sanping had to admit that Huayi's plan was very effective.

While "Aftershock" does indeed fall under this theme, the proactive promotion and bundling of the film before its release clearly indicates that the purpose was to generate revenue.

"Ignore it, China Film Group will proceed according to its own plan."

"Understood, Chairman Han!"

On the other hand, Huayi Brothers soon received a lukewarm response from China Film Group.

Upon seeing the reply, Wang Zhonglei's lips curled into a disdainful smile.

"Han Sanping, that old fox, really thinks he's some kind of industry referee."

If it weren't for China Film Group's unique position, who would be there to support them? If it weren't for Wu Chen's "1939" bailing them out, China Film Group would have lost money on five films so far this year!

“That’s fine to say here!” Wang Zhongjun immediately warned, his tone serious. “If this gets out, we’ll be in big trouble.”

Wang Zhonglei pursed his lips and said nothing more. The film market in May was rife with undercurrents.

After surpassing 4 million yuan, the box office growth of "1939" has slowed down considerably, and it is slowly heading towards the end of its long run.

The release of "Iron Man 2" caught up with the film's popularity, but compared to its booming overseas market, it was somewhat sluggish in China. In its first week of release, it only grossed 50 million yuan, failing to achieve the expected dominance.

At this very moment, the release of two reports dropped a bombshell on the industry.

The "2010 China Film Industry Report" and the "2010 China Film Art Report" were officially released in Beijing. Among them, a report written by experts from the China Film Association sparked huge controversy.

"Damn it, are these people crazy?!" Ning Hao's voice was full of curses when he called.

"Co-productions are allowed to have different versions, so I can understand that to some extent."

But their report actually stated that the current production quality of domestic films is declining, and that cultural values ​​are becoming increasingly blurred and confused. They suggested allowing foreign companies to fully enter the film industry, so that "Chinese films can 'ride the wave of foreign investment'!"

Ning Hao, on the other end of the phone, was so angry his voice cracked: "These people are absolutely out of their minds! Is this something a normal person would do?"

Anyone with common sense knows that if this door were opened, not to mention anything else, a large number of small and medium-sized film production companies that are just starting out in China would definitely go out of business.

This is just a minor issue. The most important thing is that the "cultural values" that the report itself acknowledges will inevitably become even more blurred and chaotic.

"Don't worry, just because they're brainless doesn't mean everyone else is."

Wu Chen knew very well that it was impossible to open this pass; these people were simply delusional.

"That too!"

Ning Hao nodded, but then, as if he had thought of something, his expression suddenly became somewhat playful.

"By the way, they even mentioned you in their report. Judging from the examples and the wording, they were basically praising you as a role model. Let me summarize for you: the gist of it is that they want to learn from you."

Because of recent filming at Universal Studios, Wu Chen has been staying at his villa in Beverly Hills every night.

At that moment, his exclamation "Holy crap!" echoed throughout the entire hall.

Liu Yifei, who was applying a face mask in her room on the second floor, heard the noise and ran out in her slippers, peeking over the second-floor railing to look down.

"What's wrong?" she asked, her voice muffled.

"Nothing, nothing!"

Wu Chen took a deep breath and then spoke into the microphone, "Is there any other way to dispel the rumors?"

"Hahaha"

On the other end of the phone, Ning Hao slapped his thigh and laughed so hard he could hardly breathe.

Stop laughing, I'm serious.

Wu Chen's face darkened.

Being used as a positive role model by this group is more painful than being scolded.

"Well, besides people in our industry, I doubt many people would even look at this kind of report." Ning Hao suppressed a laugh and suggested, "Why don't you just post it on Weibo? You know what I mean!"

The phrase "Those who know, know" is quite insightful.

Wu Chen's eyes lit up, and he immediately hung up the phone and opened the Weibo account that hadn't been updated in a long time.

A moment later, a new post appeared under "Wu Chen's" account:
I've read it, but please don't follow my example.

These few words, accompanied by an ellipsis, are full of profound meaning.

Ning Hao, who was waiting on Weibo to see what would happen, burst into laughter again when he saw this post.

Xing Aina, who was standing next to Ning Hao, glanced at the content on Ning Hao's phone screen and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Director Wu, is it really necessary? The Film Association was commending him; the lines are drawn so clearly."

Ning Hao's smile softened, and he shook his head: "Others need it, but he doesn't. In my opinion, the Film Association is most likely asking Wu Chen for something."

(End of this chapter)