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Chapter 242 Training Guo Fan to be the successor of science fiction films!

"Old Hu, I have good news for you. Our company has reached a cooperation agreement with Xiaole Pictures."

After receiving the reply, Cai Yinong immediately informed the company's top executive.

What was a simple exchange of resources was described by her as a collaboration between the two companies.

She was somewhat disappointed that she hadn't been able to take this opportunity to meet Tian Xiaole and had missed the chance to get closer to him.

"What kind of collaboration, with that TV series 'Lurking'?"

Hu Ge was feeling down. He had recently broken up with his girlfriend, the one who had stayed by his side during his most difficult time.

Cai Yinong shook her head and said mysteriously, "It's the sequel to the movie 'Painted Skin,' and the company got the role."

"Sister Cai, how did you do that?"

Old Hu, whose eyebrows and eyes bear obvious scars, sat up straight instantly from his slumped position.

Sugar Man mainly works in the TV drama business, so how did he get involved with industry giants and get roles?

He's always worked in the TV drama industry and has long wanted to act in movies, but unfortunately, he doesn't have the resources.

"The resources were obtained by exchanging the female lead in 'Chinese Paladin 3'. The company just happened to not have a suitable actress, so we gave someone else a free role in exchange."

Cai Yinong paused for a moment, glanced at the only actress the company could be considered successful, and said affectionately:

“I mentioned you to Director Chen and asked her to take good care of you, and she agreed.”

Hu Ge didn't quite believe this. What was their relationship? Why should they take care of me?

I'm just afraid he'll run away, so I'm using these small favors to show my goodwill and make him feel grateful.

"Thank you, Sister Cai."

Hu Ge didn't expose her, but from the moment Cai Yinong was willing to stop working and wait for him after his car accident, he knew that the favors owed him were never enough.

"By the way, don't leak the fact that the female lead has already been decided," Cai Yinong instructed.

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Tian Xiaole arrived at the special effects post-production department, where Pacific Rim was rendering the last frame of the film.

When the final cut of the film was completed, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

I felt a sense of relief, but also a feeling of emptiness inside.

For three years, they worked tirelessly day and night. When it was finally completed, they could hardly believe it; they had actually done it.

Some engineers huddled together, waving their arms excitedly, while others had tears in their eyes.

They accomplished what was originally an impossible task.

Tian Xiaole stood on the chair so that everyone who was excited could see him.

He pressed his hands down to signal for quiet.

The scene fell silent instantly, and countless tearful eyes turned towards them before Tian Xiaole finally spoke:
"Everyone has worked hard during this period. I have seen the 1095 days and nights of fighting. With you all, China's digital special effects will one day reach the world's leading level."

"...The film needs to maintain its mystery for now; I'll celebrate with you all after its release."

In the crowd, Guo Fan clapped his hands, his eyes red-rimmed, as if he were seeing the future of Chinese science fiction films.

Standing on the chair, Tian Xiaole's figure appeared so tall and imposing under the chandelier.

Eyes followed the figure intently; there was no story of 1s and 0s, only deep admiration.

The imposing figure walked over, stood in front of him, and spoke to him.

"Xiao Guo, go to my office and wait for me. I need to talk to you later."

"Okay, Director Tian."

Guo Fan nodded mechanically, not finding anything wrong with the form of address; on the contrary, he found it quite endearing.

Tian Xiaole summoned Chen Zhixi and asked in a low voice, "Have you given the orders?"

"We started working on their minds six months ago. Some agreed immediately, while others were more hesitant."

"Let's try our best. With them leading the way, we can avoid a lot of detours."

With the completion of post-production for Pacific Rim, Lionsgate's visual effects team, along with the recruited visual effects personnel, were able to work.

As previously agreed, once I finish my work in China, I can return to Hollywood at any time.

Tian Xiaole asked Chen Zhixi to try to keep them.

The salary and benefits remain unchanged; they're just playing the emotional card.

If we were to raise salaries further, long-term employees would likely object. Even with the biggest dreams, there are limits to what they can accept.

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Guo Fan sat upright on the sofa, his eyes involuntarily scanning the seemingly simple office.

In his mind, a great director should have a large bookshelf filled with books related to film.

The office was large but simple, with movie posters such as "Crazy Supermarket" and "The Coffin in the Mountain" hanging on the walls.

crunch...

Tian Xiaole pushed open the door and walked in. Guo Fan immediately stood up and showed great respect.

Back when he was still a student, he submitted his resume to the film "Pacific Rim," the largest investment film in China, driven by his passion.

Not only did he receive a reply, but he was also kept by Tian Xiaole's side as an assistant director. He was truly grateful for Tian's recognition.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to repay such a debt with one's life.

"Director Tian."

"Sit down, don't be so formal."

Tian Xiaole sat opposite him. Guo Fan, who was not yet thirty, was very energetic, especially his bright eyes.

"I remember you said you really like science fiction movies, right?"

"Yes, Director Tian."

Previously, I hoped that one day, China could produce a science fiction film like "The Terminator".

Today I witnessed it with my own eyes: the Pacific Rim achieved and surpassed [the previous record].

Guo Fan spoke with great excitement, as if witnessing history. "Want to sign with Xiaole Pictures? Then you can use those devices..."

Before Tian Xiaole could finish her prepared explanation, Guo Fan interrupted her, saying:

"Director Tian, ​​are you really willing to sign me?"

“I have seen your passion for science fiction films. Chinese science fiction films cannot rely on me alone. They need a group of like-minded teammates.”

Tian Xiaole stood up, walked to the desk, opened the first drawer, and took out the prepared script.

"This is the practice script I prepared for you."

Guo Fan sat blankly on the sofa, thinking he had misheard. Had someone prepared a script for him, or was it just for practice?

"What are you standing there for? Take a look at the script."

"oh oh."

Guo Fan quickly took it with both hands, flipped through a few pages, and confirmed that it was the science fiction genre he loved.

They were practically begging Tian Xiaole to kneel down; she was more than just a kindred spirit, she was like a second parent.

Tian Xiaole sat on the sofa, drinking the coffee her assistant brought in, without disturbing Guo Fan, who was engrossed in his script.

After watching for more than ten minutes, Guo Fan frowned. With his current skill level, he wasn't sure he could film it well.

Tian Xiaole walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the ever-changing capital. The view that was originally unobstructed was now blocked by the building that was constructed this year.

"Director Tian, ​​I'm afraid I won't be able to make this movie well."

Tian Xiaole looked back and saw that Guo Fan was holding the script tightly in his hand.

There are definitely concerns, but it's also certain that I don't want to miss this opportunity.

I used to want to make movies, especially science fiction. Now that the opportunity is right in front of me, I'm afraid I won't do a good job and might miss something.

"They said it's for you to practice on, so just do it without worry. I'll cover for you."

Seeing the trust in Tian Xiaole's eyes, Guo Fan nodded heavily, speaking earnestly as if issuing a military order:

"Director Tian, ​​rest assured, I will definitely make a good film and live up to your trust."

His tense face relaxed, revealing a row of bright white teeth, and he said with a smile, "I hope Director Tian can give me some guidance when the time comes."

"Alright, I agree. Go find Director Chen and get the contract signed."

This is your first time making a movie. When you see Professor Tian at the company, go up and ask him something.

Tian Xiaole betrayed Lao Tian immediately, since he was just teaching there anyway and could train new people for the company.

After chatting for a while, Guo Fan left the office with the script and went to find Chen Zhixi to sign a contract.

There's no such thing as a free lunch. Guo Fan thought the terms would be extremely harsh, but the contract seemed alright.

If you choose to sign a 10-year contract, according to the terms, the director will receive a market-based fee for the first six years, and will receive a share of the film's profits for the last four years.

For a new director like him, this treatment is already top-notch.

He had heard that Ning Hao couldn't even secure investment when he was making movies.

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"Boss, Guo Fan signed a 10-year contract."

"He seems to have a lot of confidence in the company."

Tian Xiaole smiled and shook her head. She had prepared two contracts, one for 8 years and one for 10 years. She hadn't expected him to be so ruthless to himself.

How many people are willing to stay?

"Not many Lionsgate team members remained, only three. Half of those recruited were willing to stay."

"That's not bad, make arrangements for them all."

As for those who are leaving, we'll treat them to their full attendance bonus this month, arrange a farewell dinner for them, and safely escort them to the airport.

Tian Xiaole treats them well, so if they remember to come or introduce friends to the company, it's a win-win situation.

The domestic digital special effects industry desperately needs talent.

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The time has come to the end of January.

James sent an email saying that "The Chase" has been released in other countries.

The total global box office reached $2.37 million.

It's only in mainland China that it hasn't been released yet.

Reaching $3 million at the box office is virtually impossible; the film has significant limitations and a limited audience.

Domestically, after "Red Cliff" broke 2 million yuan in 10 days, its daily box office plummeted due to negative word-of-mouth.

After 20 days, they finally received 2.5 million.

With its run about to end, the film was allowed to continue its run in theaters, thanks to the tacit approval of China Film Group and the policy of protecting domestic films. Although the film did not receive an extended honeymoon period, theaters extended its screening time.

The official Olympic organization has announced the list of torchbearers for the Beijing leg of the torch relay, including the following list:

"Zhang Yimou, Tian Xiaole, Song Zuyin, Song Dandan, Feng Gong, Han Geng..."

Tian Xiaole couldn't understand the selection criteria. There were highly respected directors, artists, and singers, as well as talent show contestants like Han Geng.

Looking at his route, he was following Zhang Yimou, the 87th runner, with each person running 200 meters.

buzzing...

The phone on the table rang; it was an unaddressed number.

"Hey, who's there?"

"Oh, hello, it's me!"

"Rehearsal, right? Don't worry, I'll be there on time."

The Olympic officials called and asked Tian Xiaole to make time to familiarize himself with the route and how to use the torch before the race started.

This is a kind of rehearsal in advance to avoid making mistakes when things get hectic.

(End of this chapter)