The only sun in Huayu

Chapter 145 Neither alive nor dead! Sweetly blushing!

The deafening roar nearly lifted the dome of the auditorium.

Every shout was like a heavy hammer blow.

The limitation of only six heavy hammer blows per second is entirely due to the laws of physics.

Paperclip's psychological defenses had already collapsed.

The internationally renowned director's refined demeanor has vanished, leaving only his disheveled state and despair after his disguise has been stripped away.

offstage.

The school leaders looked at each other, sweat beading on their foreheads.

What should have been a "dialogue between masters" turned into a public trial.

Ha people.

If word gets out about this event, where will the Beijing Film Academy put its face?

“Shandeng is a graduate student at our university,” Yu Jianhong reminded the dean.

Immediately, the dean's expression softened.

Although the label of "aligning with international standards" has been lost, doesn't the fact that Beijing Film Academy graduate students "judged" international directors just prove how amazing Beijing Film Academy is?
From now on, there will be no three superpowers, only one superpower!
Back on stage.

Mark Muller had completed his mission and just wanted to leave this troublesome place immediately.

Tian Lili was completely numb.

Although Mark Müller hinted at it, it was he who ultimately steered the conversation astray and stirred up the hornet's nest that was "The Creation"!

I couldn't help but feel a little resentful towards the paperclip!
Why did you provoke Shen Shandeng?
Why don't we just calmly discuss your "Hidden Dragon and Hidden Tiger"?

Of course, he only dared to mutter these words to himself.

The situation was on the verge of completely spiraling out of control.

At this critical moment, Shen Shandeng made a move.

Shen Shandeng didn't want the paperclip to "die," but rather for it to be unable to live or die.

He must be neither "alive" nor "dead"!
Completely shatter the halo surrounding him, and then expect him to say thank you!
In the end.

The paperclip is merely a accomplice, an accomplice to the tiger. While accomplices are certainly hateful, the root cause lies with the "tiger."

Who is "Tiger"?
It involves investing resources to cultivate, educate, and brainwash the Paperclips.

It is the West.

The reason why Shen Shandeng proposed "Ming is superior to Qing, and Qing is superior to Mei" during his interview on "Face to Face" is also related to this.

The Qing Dynasty was rife with controversy, much of which was influenced by foreign forces.

However, the legal system of the Qing Dynasty had disappeared, while the legal system of the Eight-Nation Alliance had not.

Even those who distort the history of the Qing Dynasty include these Japanese devils.

Therefore, Shen Shandeng made a precise cut.

In public opinion, the Ming Dynasty, despite its many shortcomings, was still better than the Qing Dynasty, and even the Qing Dynasty, despite its flaws, still supported a larger population than the so-called superpower, the United States.

He acknowledged this, then belittled himself, labeling his ancestors as slaves. Shen Shandeng didn't accept it, but he understood.

This is just my personal opinion, and it's just a difference of opinion within the organization.

As for those influenced by external factors and those who admire the West, they cannot accept that Qing is superior to Mei, even if it surpasses Mei in some aspect.

Because the Western hierarchy of contempt is very strict, and this is the top level of the "Great Beauty" narrative.

Just like art films, they also need to praise Hollywood and speak up for Hollywood.

Back to the present.

Shen Shandeng knew very well that what he wanted was not to knock the paperclip away.

Especially at the end of 2007, the West remained powerful.

Even a paper tiger is still a tiger; neither a quick victory nor a quick defeat is desirable.

It's best if the paperclip is neither dead nor alive.

In the public eye and among the general public, his true colors have become known.

Then let it continue to occupy its ecological niche.

To completely resolve this, we might as well wait until Shen Shandeng builds his own film system and forms a complete commercial cycle.

Establish before dismantling!
Shen Shandeng moved closer to the microphone.

A simple gesture, yet it seemed to possess some kind of invisible magic, instantly drawing away most of the audience's attention.

The overwhelming roar even paused slightly.

"Dear students and teachers, please be quiet."

Shen Shandeng's voice was not loud, even calmer than when he questioned her before, yet it had a strange sense of soothing and control.

The noise was suppressed.

"first."

Shen Shandeng's gaze slowly swept across the audience, finally landing on the school leaders in the front row. He said sincerely, "I want to express my heartfelt gratitude to the school, to Director Tian, ​​and to Mr. Muller."

"You have meticulously organized today's dialogue event. The fact that Beijing Film Academy can provide such an open and inclusive platform, allowing filmmakers from different countries, generations, and styles to sit together and exchange ideas, is itself a very meaningful thing."

???

Everyone was stunned.

What kind of approach is this?
They just hurled insults at the paperclip, almost nailing it to the pillar of historical shame.

So suddenly they're thanking the platform and the organizers?
Professors Huang and Xie, who disliked Shen Shandeng, gaped in astonishment.

I completely don't understand this sudden turn of events.

The enthusiastic students below the stage were also stunned and began to whisper among themselves.

I don't understand why Senior Brother Shen suddenly "calmed down".

Only Ma Youde, standing at the backstage entrance, had a barely perceptible slight upturn at the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the steady, mountain-like figure on the stage, he knew very well that the boss was about to begin operations.

Does Mark Müller want to get away easily?
There are no doors!

Shen Shandeng ignored the astonishment in the audience and continued his speech.

"Secondly, I would like to express my special thanks to Director Paperclip."

Shen Shandeng turned to the absent-minded paperclip.

"Director Paperclip is an internationally recognized film master who has won numerous prestigious honors such as the Oscar, Golden Lion, and Golden Bear."

"Today, the fact that he can set aside his pride and have such an equal dialogue with a new director like me, who is lucky enough to have achieved a little box office success but has a thin resume, in itself reflects the magnanimity and tolerance of a true artist."

"what?"

Paperclip looked up at Shen Shandeng, confused.

I can't figure out if they want to continue humiliating him, or something else entirely.

These words sound like a compliment, but if this is a compliment, what about the previous ones?
"The path of film art has never been smooth sailing, nor has it ever been a single voice."

Shen Shandeng's voice echoed in the silent auditorium.

"Just like now, we had a heated exchange, or even a quarrel, over our understanding of certain works and certain artistic concepts."

"But isn't this exactly what artistic exploration should be like? A clash of ideas, a collision of viewpoints, even heated debates."

Shen Shandeng even joked: "I remember when I was in school, a teacher said that every good director is a 'tyrant' on set, with an obsessive persistence in what he believes in."

"Perhaps this 'argument' is another manifestation of our shared love and seriousness for film."

Shen Shandeng downplayed the bloody ideological beating as "a fierce clash in artistic discussion."

The frenzied atmosphere was as if it had been gently pressed down by an invisible hand.

It was as if nothing had happened.

But did it really not happen?
Is it possible for nothing to have happened?
Mark Müller was really at a loss.

This international art director sensed a familiar atmosphere once again.

It's likely that Shen Shandeng wanted far more than just publicly humiliating Paperclip.

This kind of behavior—slapping someone and then immediately offering a sweet treat, or even personally helping the person up—is exactly the kind of tactic they like to use!
Their true intentions must be far-reaching!
However, Tian Lili, who was also on stage, seemed to be a drowning person grasping at the last straw.

Although he didn't understand, his intuition told him that this was a golden opportunity to turn the tide! Tian Lili immediately chimed in, "Director Shen is absolutely right! This is a pure artistic discussion! It's academic debate, so differing opinions are normal!"

"Director Paperclip has lived and created his works overseas for a long time. His feelings and understanding of certain historical details may indeed differ from our different environments. This is all due to his life experiences, which is understandable!"

Shen Shandeng nodded to Tian Lili, indicating that he knew to call her Director Shen.

Director Tian looked at Shen Shandeng gratefully, though the occasion was inappropriate; otherwise, he would have definitely said thank you.

Mark Müller, who was standing nearby, almost choked on his breath.

I hate this good-for-nothing idiot!

But there was nothing that could be done; Shen Shandeng was the kind of person who could make people follow his rhythm.

Shen Shandeng continued, "Director Tian, ​​you flatter me. I may have been a little excited just now, and my words were a bit too harsh."

"Leaving aside other factors, from the perspective of the film's commercial appeal and production quality alone, 'The Creation' is undoubtedly a very mature and well-marketed work."

"Hollywood's production standards are something we should learn from."

Upon hearing this, Paperclip's face turned pale and then flushed.

I don’t know whether to cry or laugh.

Is this considered a compliment?

But this still labeled him as a foreign power. Even though he was, they couldn't say it openly, could they?

"Thank you." What could Paperclip say?
Already honest!

As I get older, I'll speak the truth!
Paperclip's heart was bleeding, but he still had to maintain his refined demeanor: "Director Shen's views put me on the edge, allowing me to examine my inner self more clearly. They precisely stung me, conveying artistic viewpoints without resorting to preaching or sentimentality. They greatly inspired me."

Tian Lili, feeling relieved, said, "Alright, alright! It seems the two directors have reached a high degree of consensus: to seek common ground while reserving differences and jointly promote the development of film art!"

"The Eunuch" has pioneered a new genre of historical epics, bringing innovation to the field. Director Shen, at such a young age, has surpassed his predecessors!

"That concludes our dialogue session today! Thank you again to both directors for their insightful sharing!"

Tian Lili led the applause.

The curtain slowly fell in an extremely eerie and indescribable atmosphere.

Paperclip was practically helped away in a hurry.

All grace and dignity were crushed by Shen Shandeng in the auditorium of Beijing Film Academy.

The planned subsequent visits and exchange activities were naturally cancelled.

Professor Huang, Professor Xie, and other art-house directors also felt deeply ashamed.

They frantically apologized to the paperclip, then sheepishly scurried away, escorting their idol away as quickly as possible.

Shen Shandeng did not leave immediately.

Approaching Tian Lili, who was still somewhat shaken, he extended his hand and said, "Director Tian, ​​thank you for your hard work. Today's hosting was excellent."

Tian Lili was just wondering what to do when Shen Shandeng offered her a ladder, and she was overjoyed.

So sensible, so incredibly sensible!
"Shandeng! Oh my, he really is so considerate and mindful of the bigger picture!"

"No one could have predicted what would happen today, right? The main thing is, well, some topics are indeed sensitive. Director Paperclip, after all, has been overseas for a long time, so some misunderstandings are inevitable. He steered the conversation off-topic, and you were wronged."

Tian Lili couldn't wait to throw the pot away.

Mark Müller was truly impressed. Tian Lili had actually sold the paperclip?

Oh, he sold it too.

They're selling even more aggressively.

That's fine.

Mark Muller seized the opportunity to come closer, turned his back, and forced a smile that looked more like a grimace.

He lowered his voice and asked in a tone that was barely audible to the two of them.

"Director Shen, why? You clearly could, you could have done it completely."

He made a downward pressing gesture.

He didn't understand why Shen Shandeng suddenly stopped when victory was assured.

I felt very uneasy.

“We’re friends.” Shen Shandeng raised his voice so that Tian Lili could hear him too. “After all, this is a dialogue you organized, so of course I have to give Director Tian face.”

"Although the director of Paperclip did go too far, we can't let it end so badly."

Tian Lili cried herself to death!
Shen Shandeng is so sensible!
That's a great sense of the big picture!
It's all the paperclip's fault!
Then, Shen Shandeng lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Muller, I'm doing this to help you."

"Help me?" Mark Muller felt even more uneasy.

Please don't help me, I don't want to owe you a favor!
I'm afraid I won't be able to pay it back!

Shen Shandeng walked to the side with him and said in a low voice, "You're sowing discord between the two sides, playing both sides skillfully."

"But do you really think it's flawless and will never be discovered?"

"If Paperclip is completely disgraced today, how do you plan to explain yourself to Charperick? Will you admit to poor control, or will you admit to deliberately leading Paperclip into a deadly trap?"

A cold sweat instantly broke out on Mark Muller's back.

It's not that I'm afraid I can't give the Americans an explanation, it's that I'm afraid of Shen Shandeng.

What, you want more?!
He can't afford it!

Shen Shandeng continued, "It's for the best now. There's a way out, and everyone can save face. You can go back and tell the Americans that it was you who 'convinced' me, that I gave 'you' face, and that's why things didn't get to the worst."

"Paperclip preserved its last shred of dignity. It's not easy to cultivate a master, is it? We can't just let it go to waste, can we?"

"The dialogue was 'successfully' held. Isn't that a testament to your mediation efforts?"

Shen Shandeng threw out an even more tempting bait.

"Furthermore, I've prepared a 'gift package' for you. For the next period of time, I will 'disappear' from the media and will no longer comment on 'The Creation'."

"Wouldn't this be a great achievement for Assistant Commissioner Smith?"

"You easily 'eliminated' my influence in public opinion, and temporarily 'established' a communication channel for me."

"Is this credit enough for you to get by?"

Mark Muller was stunned.

How else can you make empty promises?

Shen Shandeng's picture was indeed perfect, covering almost all of his potential risks and even giving him credit for nothing.

But it would be a miracle if you believed Shen Shandeng's nonsense!
Marco Müller felt as if he were caught in an invisible net, and the more he struggled, the tighter it became.

After exchanging words with the two hosts, Shen Shandeng went offstage and first approached his junior apprentice, Zhou Qifeng.

"Qifeng, thank you for today. Your film analysis was spot on and a great help."

Zhou Qifeng shook his head and sighed, "Senior brother, you're too kind. Please use it. I've seen it all today; so-called changes in cognition are ultimately something that can't be brought to light."

"Senior brother is right. It can neither change the fact that the earth rotates, nor can it survive in sunlight."

"Once exposed to the light of day, its true nature will be revealed, and it will be utterly vulnerable."

Shen Shandeng was very pleased.

The demystification was a great success!
Shen Shandeng then went to greet the college leaders and his mentor, Yu Jianhong.

Yu Jianhong looked at him with a complicated expression, which finally turned into pride as she said, "You kid, you're practically the Monkey King who's going to storm the Heavenly Palace! There's no table you wouldn't dare to overturn!"

"You almost gave me a heart attack!"

Shen Shandeng rarely showed a shy smile befitting his age: "I'm sorry to have troubled you, teacher."

After exchanging greetings with the school leaders, Shen Shandeng did not rush to leave the auditorium. Instead, he stayed and patiently signed autographs and had brief conversations with the junior students who gathered around him.

Shen Shandeng took special care of Zhang Xiaofei and Yuan Shanshan, the classmates that Da Mimi brought, and took photos with them in a friendly manner, which made the two girls blush with excitement.

Many students surrounded him, expressing their admiration and appreciation for his courage in speaking out for justice.

in the crowd.

Da Tiantian quietly squeezed closer, glanced at Da Mimi not far away, and asked in a low voice, "Senior Brother Shen, do you still remember me?"

Shen Shandeng glanced at her and smiled slightly.

While she was signing, I quickly wrote a string of numbers next to her signature and slipped it into her hand discreetly.

Establishing a harem, yet remaining true to her original intentions!
Da Tiantian looked around furtively, then clutched the note tightly, her cheeks flushing red and her heart pounding like a drum.

(End of this chapter)