Huayu 1995

Chapter 114 Alas, Heaven is jealous of talent (Seeking monthly votes)

"Even if you manage to film it, do you think you can just import it to the mainland?"

Huang Jianxin was surprised that Su Chao had connections in Hong Kong.

However, this doesn't mean anything; people just see him as a young man with some talent who can be nurtured.

An assistant is usually a helper or an apprentice.

Just like now, he has similar thoughts about Su Chao.

Su Chao didn't speak up; he couldn't very well offer to take on this apprentice on his own initiative.

Even if he took Su Chao as his apprentice, he would not help Su Chao get the film project approved.

It simply can't be done.

If he hadn't debuted early, and had only started directing now, he probably wouldn't have had the chance to make it big.

At most, we'll have to put in some effort to get Su Chao into Xi'an Film Studio.

The next step is to patiently wait for an opportunity.

"It seems there are only ten slots available for import?"

Su Chao felt a chill run down his spine; the life script he had been given was just too damn difficult.

Isn't this just a wish-fulfillment novel script?
"Yes, ten. The US accounts for one-third, Europe accounts for one-third, and the rest account for one-third. You... it's tough."

In August 1994, the Ministry of Public Security issued new regulations stipulating that, starting in 1995, China Film Group Corporation would import 10 films annually that met the two basic requirements through revenue-sharing distribution.

This refers to the release of films that "basically reflect the outstanding achievements of world civilization and the latest achievements of contemporary film art and technology" in China, which were later commonly known as the "Ten Imported Blockbusters".

On the one hand, it injected new vitality into the stagnant mainland film industry.

On the other hand, it could also be considered as inviting a wolf into the house.

The door to cultural importation has been completely opened.

"Alas, heaven is jealous of talent..."

Su Chao sighed.

"Even if we get it imported, so what? How many people watch movies these days? Look at Stephen Chow's movie from earlier this year, it only lasted a few days before it was pulled from theaters."

Huang Jianxin lay on his recliner and spoke slowly.

The movies he makes are not box office hits.

They are basically sold to China Film Group and overseas prize money operations, and at most they receive some government subsidies.

"If I were the son of the film studio boss, wouldn't I be spared all this trouble?"

Su Chao was at his wit's end.

That's just how times are, that's just how reality is.

“No, I know the children of several families.”

Huang Jianxin laughed heartily.

"Aren't you going to ask me what kind of script I wrote?"

Su Chao also laughed.

Forget it, if we can't film in mainland China, we'll go to Hong Kong. It doesn't matter if we can't get in; we can just screen it in places like Hong Kong, Taiwan, Japan, South Korea, Singapore, Malaysia, and Thailand.

The Asian economic crisis has not yet arrived.

The foreign film market is doing alright right now.

"Keep polishing it. I'll see how it's done. Those who lie low for a long time will go far; those who lie still for a long time will fly high; those who bloom first will wither early..."

Huang Jianxin was quite moved.

He could sense the young man's urgency.

But you're a young person.

Who isn't impatient when they're young?

After getting to know each other, I wanted to hold hands. After holding hands, I was eager to put my arm around your waist, touch your breasts, and kiss you...

"What do you mean, 'thank you for your help'?"

Wang Jinsong came over to get some water.

"The director said your hair is balding quite early."

Su Chao made a joke.

One way to enhance relationships is to tease each other.

Of course, you can't go too far. If others don't mind, you can call it teasing. But if you poke at someone's sore spots, then you're just being tactless.

Wang Jinsong's hair and Su Chao's Yang Wei were the topics of jokes among everyone.

Of course, Wang Jinsong is genuinely bald.

Su Chao is definitely not Yang Wei; he could hang a kettle on his phone in the morning.

A large-bellied kettle, the kind used to boil water on a coal stove.

"There's some truth to the baldness thing. I'm bald, but I've also become stronger. There's a scientific basis for this: the brain's efficiency increases, leading to an imbalance in the nutrient supply to the head, which forces it to sacrifice its hair..."

This future vice dean of the Beijing Film Academy's acting school has already begun to refine his theoretical framework.

Although it started with the relationship between baldness and becoming stronger.

"I need to talk to you about something..."

Su Chao pulled Wang Jinsong along, and each of them took a bottle of water.

Wang Jinsong also took a pack of cigarettes from Lü Bu, the kind that required payment.

Lu Bu chose to sell cigarettes over being an extra or a street vendor.

He would take some cigarettes from the landlady every day and put them in his schoolbag, so that anyone who needed them could buy them from him.

He earns much more than he did as an extra.

"What's wrong? You can't lend me money."

Wang Jinsong took a puff and revealed a satisfied expression.

It makes one suspect that he got too caught up in the role.

He meticulously studied the movie "Turn Right with Left Signal," and not only that, he also went out at night to steal manhole covers and feed toothpaste to the neighbor's parrot...

They are utterly wicked.

"You have some money, so it's worth it for me to lend you some."

Su Chao looked at him with some disdain, "But I know rich women."

Thor's sister's financial resources are unknown. But she seems somewhat unfathomable.

Moreover, Su Chao knows the princess, so if he needs to borrow a few hundred thousand yuan from her, she will most likely agree.

At worst, we can just sign an agreement.

If the hundreds of thousands are not repaid on time, the songs will be used to settle the debt.

In that case, the princess would most likely not want Su Chao to repay the money.

"grass!"

Don't be so insulting.

However, Wang Jinsong really didn't have much money; he only received a little over six thousand yuan for this role.

Although his salary is three or four times that of Su Chao, he has also put in more effort and has been working hard for several years to get to where he is today.

"I've come up with a way to make money for you."

Taking advantage of the established relationship with everyone, Su Chao planned to take action against Wang Jinsong today.

"I won't do anything illegal or criminal, no matter how much money I make."

They're officially employed, after all.

Wang Jinsong cherishes this position that gave him the qualification to stay in Beijing.

The money they gave was a bit too little.

With just over a hundred yuan a month, it's hard enough to support myself.

"I offer training to art exam students. It costs sixty yuan per class, and I can teach at least three or four classes a day. Are you interested?"

Don't be fooled by the fact that Su Chao earns several thousand yuan a night.

He barely managed to accomplish all of that by relying on his rebirth advantage and risking his life.

And in fact, it also involved risks.

If it weren't for his strong mental fortitude (shamelessness) and resourcefulness, his public image might have collapsed when he was harassed on Qixi Festival.

He was also robbed along with Xu Wei.

If it were anyone else, they wouldn't have been able to save the backing track at all.

Once a song is pirated, it's all over.

Not to mention his exceptional ability to deal with wealthy women, which is why he avoided being sexually exploited by them.

"Art exam training... it would be a real problem if we got caught doing that."

Wang Jinsong immediately fell into a dilemma.

Sixty yuan per class!

He can earn two or three hundred yuan a day, which is more than his monthly allowance.

It would be foolish not to be tempted.

Don't be fooled by the fact that he earns 6,000 yuan for each movie role; he actually has to split that 6,000 yuan with the theater.

Even if it actually falls into his hands, it will still get slashed.

"We are legal and compliant, with Hong Kong investment background. We will show you our business license later. People from the industry and commerce bureau and the culture bureau have come to check it. There are absolutely no problems."

Su Chao is very confident now.

After all, the deputy head of the orange grove is still hanging on the wall.

"I...I'll think about it..."

Wang Jinsong licked his lips, which made it hard for him to refuse.

"You have ten seconds to think it over, eight, seven, three..."

Su Chao put on airs.

It's like selling something. If you act too obsequiously, people will think you're making a huge profit off them. But if you're a little more assertive, they'll worry about missing out on a good deal.

"Let's do it! Let's do it!"

Wang Jinsong immediately became anxious and readily agreed.

"Okay, I'll wait until you get back from the Golden Phoenix Awards ceremony..."

Following Zu Feng, Su Chao has successfully secured another professional player.

The difference is that Zu Feng is a student.

Wang Jinsong, on the other hand, was recruited by the company and became a teacher.

"I'm not going, I'm going to class!"

Forget about the Golden Phoenix Award, Wang Jinsong can't wait to start his teaching career.

He felt that he was destined to be a teacher.

"Brother, is there any need to be in such a hurry? It's the Golden Phoenix Award!"

Su Chao was speechless.

"That award has nothing to do with me. I only had a few shots."

Wang Jinsong was very clear-headed.

The winners are Niu Zhenhua, Huang Jianxin, and Yang Yazhou.

Moreover, the journey there and back took dozens of hours on the same old green train.

Wang Jinsong, who used to travel between Heilongjiang and Beijing by green-skinned train, is now allergic to these trains.

"Okay then, just call me later. My number is 139***6666, you can save it."

Su Chao took out his phone and waved it.

Wang Jinsong's eyes widened in disbelief. It's said that there are 15 mobile phone users in Beijing, including both traditional brick phones and cell phones, but he certainly isn't among them.

"Let me touch it..."

Wang Jinsong took Su Chao's phone and couldn't put it down.

"Don't fall!"

Su Chao looked down on this guy, saying, "Look at how pathetic you are."

I'll record this; it'll be used against you in the future.

If the students in my training class take the entrance exam for the Beijing Film Academy, and you're one of the examiners, and you don't go easy on them, then I'll...

I'll pull your rubber band and smash your window.

(End of this chapter)