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Chapter 139 Deputy Director? Director! (Please subscribe!)

“Miss Lin, the court is corrupt now, and many people are suffering. Shouldn’t you put aside your personal feelings and do more for the people?”

"Qi Tianyuan, what right do you have to wear a cotton cassock? You are all fellow disciples. We Shaolin disciples have always upheld the rules of discipline. We have been innocently killed by them this time. How can we accept him as our abbot?"

"No wonder you say I'm heartless, no wonder you're heartbroken. It's a rare blessing to have met you, and I can't forget your deep affection. We've traveled together through the flowing waters of Qingzhou, relying on each other and helping each other. Why did we meet in the first place? We were just strangers to begin with."

"..."

In the film bureau's screening room, "The Cotton Robe," directed by Ling Zi and written and produced by Chen Fusheng, was being shown.

The film is 88 minutes long, two minutes shorter than the original, but the plot is more compact and exciting because Chen Fusheng optimized the script and cut some lengthy and ineffective scenes.

Although the overall quality and visual effects of the film are not as good as those of later martial arts films, this is due to the limitations of the era. It cannot be achieved overnight, and the technology does not support it. However, by today's standards, it is already an excellent martial arts film.

"Comrade Yuxi, this martial arts film didn't disappoint you, did it?" After the movie ended, Chen Fusheng looked at Yu Yuxi, the Berlin International Film Festival's film selector in China, who was sitting to his left.

This woman came over this morning to urge the progress, and by sheer coincidence, she happened to catch an internal screening of "The Cotton Robe" at the Film Bureau, and was invited to watch the movie with Chen Fusheng and others.

"No, no, it's wonderful. I never thought that our country could produce such an excellent martial arts film. Director Chen, your film revenue generation team always brings surprises."

"Comrade Yuxi, let me correct you. We are now called Oriental Film Export Company."

"Oh~" Reminded by Chen Fusheng, Yu Yuxi seemed to remember something and pointed in surprise at the still scrolling end credits, saying, "I was just about to ask why this movie was produced by Oriental Film Export Company..."

Chen Fusheng smiled and nodded.

Yu Yuxi continued to inquire out of curiosity, "Director Chen, where is your company located?"

"We plan to officially open on New Year's Day at No. 25, Xiaoxitian New Street. If Comrade Yuxi is free at that time, you are welcome to come and support us."

"Okay, if I come back from Berlin, I'll definitely come and join in the fun on the day your company opens, Director Chen."

Yu Yuxi naturally wanted to befriend Chen Fusheng.

However, she hesitated for a moment, as if she remembered something, and asked with a hint of doubt, "Director Chen, I remember you mentioned No. 25, Xiaoxitian Xinjiekouwai Street, which used to be the Beijing Film Academy campus, right?"

"Yes, even the students from the class of '78 took classes there for a while. Later, when the Zhuxinzhuang campus was renovated, they all moved to the new campus." Chen Fusheng only inquired about this information after learning that their Oriental Company had settled in Xiaoxitian. Otherwise, how could a student who didn't graduate from Beijing Film Academy know such detailed information?

Yu Yuxi nodded knowingly.

Chen Fusheng glanced at her and continued, "We're only missing Director Chen Huaikai's 'The Broken Jade Gate' right now. I just checked on the progress of this film yesterday, and we should be able to finish post-production this weekend. So at the latest, we can hand over all three films to Comrade Yuxi next week."

“Okay, then I plan to send the film to Berlin next week,” Yu Yuxi said.

"Just the three of us in the movie?" Chen Fusheng asked curiously.

"There's another one, 'The Return of the Swallow,' directed by Fu Jinggong of Shanghai Film Studio."

Upon hearing that it was "The Return of the Swallows," Chen Fusheng nodded as expected, thinking to himself, "History has indeed returned to its familiar track!" After chatting with Yu Yuxi, Chen Fusheng, like everyone else, applauded "The Cotton Robe," and nodded to Ling Zi, who looked relieved.

"Do martial arts films have a chance to win awards?" Lingzi suddenly asked after everyone had left.

“It’s very difficult!” Chen Fusheng blurted out.

"So, at most, my film can only be submitted to the Berlin Film Festival? Then it can be screened earlier."

“Yes, that’s a good idea.” Chen Fusheng nodded, thought for a moment, and then said, “Let’s schedule the release for the end of December. We can use the release of your movie to celebrate the company’s opening.”

"Hey, that's a great idea!" Han Sanping chimed in.

Because the Beijing Film Academy doesn't offer a special training program for cadres, Han Sanping actually attends classes with the 78 directing class. Now that the 78 class is in their senior year, most of them have gone out to find internships, and even the students who stay at school have very few classes. So, although Han Sanping hasn't systematically finished his basic courses yet, staying at the Beijing Film Academy is still a form of self-study, so he simply went back to his workplace to study.

Moreover, last weekend he went to Chen Fusheng's house to pick up Liu Xiaoli's adapted script of "Hachiko: A Dog's Tale," and he has already started drawing storyboards this week.

Ling Zi's eyes lit up as well. Although "The Cotton Robe" had not yet been released, she was confident in it because of the script, the filming, and the reactions of everyone at the screening. So she nodded without hesitation when faced with Chen Fusheng's suggestion: "Okay, let's do it your way, Xiao Chen."

After a pause, Lingzi looked at Chen Fusheng and asked, "What about Hong Kong? Will it be released there as well?"

"That's possible, but I've heard that Director Zhang's 'Shaolin Temple' will also be released in Hong Kong in January. If you're not afraid of being overshadowed by him, we can do a bundled promotion for your two films, which will be good for their popularity."

As soon as Chen Fusheng finished speaking, Ling Zi confidently said, "What's there to be afraid of? It's not certain who will win or lose."

"That's right, I support Sister Ling this time too! 'The Cotton Robe' is the most exciting martial arts film I've ever seen. I don't believe it can lose to that 'Shaolin Temple' thing." Han Sanping flattered her, and what he said was indeed the truth.

Chen Fusheng had been influenced by his memories of his past life and thought that "The Cotton Robe" was no match for "Shaolin Temple," but now, looking at the confident eyes of Ling Zi and Han Sanping, he suddenly realized that they might not be without a fighting chance.

Moreover, he also contributed to the film, which ignited his fighting spirit as well.

"Okay, then let's go head-to-head with Director Zhang's 'Shaolin Temple'."

"I have to try! My competitive spirit is kicking in."

……

Over the weekend, director Chen Huaikai finished post-production on "The Broken Jade Gate". The following Monday, Yu Yuxi received a notification to come and take away copies of the three films. Two days later, he took the four films and boarded a plane to Europe.

On the same day, Chen Fusheng, along with Ling Zi and Han Sanping, returned from Xiaoxitian after observing the progress of the renovation of their Oriental Company. Before they could even sit down properly, the document regarding his promotion came down from above.

"Holy crap! There really is a promotion document? Xiao Chen, you went from deputy section chief to deputy director in just one year?" Han Sanping was both shocked and somewhat conflicted.

Ling Zi was also slightly surprised by Chen Fusheng's rapid promotion: "Looks like I'll have to call you Director Chen from now on."

Chen Fusheng dealt with the two men's flattery, then straightened his clothes slightly and walked towards the bureau's No. 1 conference room with a hint of anticipation.

(End of this chapter)