Huayu: Are you even sitting up straight? You're going to be the director?

Chapter 20 Ning Hao: This Junior Brother Can Be Long or Short

"Brother Hao, I'm so scared."

Xing Nana was also deeply moved by the script, and said with a trembling voice, "When I read this script, I thought of Iris Chang's story."

Ning Hao remained silent upon hearing this.

He knew of Iris Chang, but not as deeply as Xing Na. He only knew that Xing Na had read her English history books during her studies at the Beijing Film Academy, and that she was a great fighter for truth.

But in the end, he shot himself.

The two had a conversation at the time, and Xing Na asked a question:

"She had the courage to expose the truth to the whole world, how could she possibly choose suicide?"

Ning Hao couldn't answer at the time.

It's a bit of a sad story to think about it now.

Cultural workers must be cultured.

Xing Na is indeed quite cultured.

She was genuinely shocked when she read the script.

My only impression is that this junior brother is really bold; he actually dares to write!
It has been commercialized, but some of the messages conveyed are very straightforward.

To put it simply, at first, Xing Nana thought that the photographer Ito was a good person, but the more she watched, the more something seemed off.

Feeding dogs on corpses is a way to express one's compassion.

They gave Su Liuchang and others passes, but deliberately left a mark, leaving two people at the exit, which led to Lao Jin's wife and daughter being attacked.

The conversations between Su Liuchang and his friends were ultimately revealed by the "developing solution," which showed their true colors.

Propriety, righteousness, benevolence, wisdom, and trustworthiness.

Their hypocrisy is disgusting!
Xing Na had been immersed in writing for many years, but when she saw the descriptions in the script, she felt her scalp tingle.

They even gasped for breath.

When writing "Crazy Stone", Xing Nana scratched her head until she was bald in order to make the script more complex and ingenious by using a non-linear narrative structure to present a simple story.

But today, in the script of "Nanjing Photo Studio", Xing Nana saw another advanced technique.

It's not a non-linear narrative, but the complexity of human nature within it makes even a simple story incredibly ingenious.

This script doesn't rely on anger to create a sense of rage, nor does it use sensational imagery or scenes of sexual violence to showcase the brutality of the story.

Instead, it uses the "common people's perspective" brought by the photo studio to showcase the "civilization" of the notebook.

China and Japan are on friendly terms.

Like peeling an onion.

Layer by layer, the cloak of civilization has been peeled away.

Let the Japanese devils reveal themselves!
From cruel to even crueler.

camera,
Developer,
These are all evidence.

Forget about being cultured and refined, what about being a gentleman, what about the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere? After they set foot on this land, they were nothing but utterly inhuman CS.

If the multi-narrative structure in "Crazy Stone" is a technique, an editing method, a montage technique, then it is the conflict revolving around jade.

The multi-narrative structure of "Nanjing Photo Studio" brings together different crowds, forming a community of shared destiny with the photo studio as the hub.

The storylines in "Stone" run in parallel and interfere with each other, leading to absurd conflicts due to information gaps and coincidences, and containing a sophisticated chain of cause and effect.

"The Photo Studio" is highly focused. The photo studio is a physical refuge and a cultural resistance space where all kinds of people converge. After multiple character lines intersect, the core goal of protecting the photos is achieved imperceptibly.

Moreover, compared to "Stone", "The Photo Studio" has more emotional moments.

The weight of history compelled Xing Nana to read it all in one go.

"I'm ashamed to comment on this script."

Xing Nana concluded by saying that she understands the level of commercialization, and she believes that this film, like "Crazy Stone," is very strong.

However, in terms of emotional outburst, core imagery, cultural symbolism, and the purpose of the ordinary people's struggle, etc.

What a difference!
Although these two scripts shouldn't be evaluated together in this way, that's what Xing Nana was thinking at that moment.

As a screenwriter, she only talks about the value that words bring.

The value of this junior's script...

Xing Na is truly beyond evaluation.

Ning Hao nodded as well:
"I've never heard of a script that Nana praised so highly. This junior colleague is really amazing. I want to meet him; I think our conversation would be very inspiring for me."

"That's easy to say. I'll call him later. Actually, the reason I showed you the script was to encourage you to support each other."

I, Wang Hongwei, don't have many students, and it's my good fortune that you two have both thrived under my tutelage.

Wang Hongwei said, "Ning Hao, I have a selfish reason. You've already achieved great success, but Cao Zhong hasn't. His movie, and even the things he said when he met Han Sanpin with me, still make me shudder. You'll have to mentor him in the future, and teach him to talk less and do more."

Ning Hao and Xing Nana were puzzled: "What did he say to President Han?"

"He didn't swear, but he practically pointed his finger at President Han and cursed at many directors, the really bad ones."

Ning Hao was a little nervous, "Director Chen?"

"more than."

"Director Feng?"

"And more than that."

"..." Ning Hao stopped asking questions and tried to run away. "Teacher, I have something to do. Let's talk about it later."

Wang Hongwei said, "I'm begging you, Master."

Ning Hao grew anxious: "Teacher, I admit that I did mention to you in private that these directors' commercial films weren't commercial enough, but that was just casual conversation between us over tea, it doesn't count. This junior brother insulted President Han in front of you, and you want me to mentor him? What's the difference between that and carrying a bomb on my back?"

Wang Hongwei said, "You are both young people. The clash of your ideas can subtly influence each other. He is too rigid, and rigidity is easy to break. He is far less tactful than you. Just give him some pointers in your daily interactions. I think it won't be a bad thing for either of you."

Ning Hao sat down again. "But what you said about him is too arrogant. Can he even listen to my conversations?"

"He didn't scold you, and he even said that what you did was right. At least he fully approves of your efforts to attract audiences to the cinema."

Ning Hao was speechless: "I should thank him, right?"

Wang Hongwei was a little embarrassed: "No need for that."

After these conversations, Ning Hao and Xing Na both had a preliminary impression of Cao Zhong.

Too arrogant.

Too rigid.

Too long.

"Anyway, teacher, this script is really good. I will learn from my junior's strengths and experience and make up for my own weaknesses."

Ning Hao ultimately accepted Wang Hongwei's statement, "But I must make it clear, if my junior brother really went so far as to insult those directors, I can only say that this junior brother does indeed possess a certain arrogance..."

Just chatting.

Ring ring, Wang Hongwei's phone rang.

Ning Hao had no choice but to remain silent.

Two minutes later, Wang Hongwei hung up the phone with a strange expression.

"what happened?"

"The arrogant junior brother you mentioned called. He said he needs your help." Wang Hongwei said in surprise.

Ning Hao was even more surprised, and even a little frightened: "I dare not curse."

Wang Hongwei waved his hand: "What are you thinking? He thinks you have a lot of connections and wants to ask you if you know any rich women? You mean the kind of rich women who have money and resources and pay you to do things, like making a movie or a music video."

Ning Hao and Xing Na exchanged a glance.

They were all confused.

This is quite different from the arrogant image I had just imagined.
(End of this chapter)