HuaYu: A Great Director Starting with Dream of the Red Chamber

Yang Mi's statement was actually incorrect.

Li Yan's phone did get a lot of buzz for a while, but there weren't many anything significant.

Although it's fair to say he won an Oscar in the world of Gossip Girls.

But in the eyes of the big shots, his position is at most "interesting topic of conversation," and he is still a long way from being "on the table."

However, I haven't lost contact with that tall, leggy junior sister, Ge Tian, ​​since the last salon.

She would send him a text message or make a phone call every few days, her voice sweet and seductive, and she often invited him to parties and gatherings.

However, only when people are well-fed and clothed can they think about other things...

Li Yan really doesn't have the time or inclination for that right now.

As the dog days of summer approach, the courtyards in Doujiao Hutong only get a little cool at night.

Li Yan, wearing baggy shorts, lay sprawled on a rattan chair, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan, idly swatting away mosquitoes that were practically sentient.

Mosquito coils are completely ineffective.

The big orange cat, which freeloads on food and drink, has already made its home in the yard.

Now, it stubbornly lay on its belly on the cold stone table next to him, occasionally brushing Li Yan's arm with its fluffy tail.

"Go away, you're covered in fur and you're still hot, go play somewhere else."

Li Yan parted the cat's tail and casually stroked its heavy belly twice.

To gain a foothold in the industry, short films and GG videos alone are not enough; you need to watch feature films.

What are you filming?

this is a problem.

Just as he was pondering this, there was a loud banging on the door.

Ding Xiaoxiao stood on tiptoe outside the courtyard gate, poked her head out, and called out:

"Director, open the door!"

This girl just came back from Cannes, and she probably hasn't adjusted to the time difference yet, because she looks incredibly energetic right now.

She threw her large backpack on the ground, went straight to the refrigerator, opened a can of ice-cold Coke, and only then had a moment to say:

"I saw you staring blankly at the moon from outside. Is the director really trying to cultivate immortality?"

"What do you know? This is called absorbing the essence of the sun and moon."

Li Yan lazily fanned himself twice: "Have you had enough of the handsome French men?"

"Why are you looking at handsome guys...?"

Ding Xiaoxiao plopped down on a stone bench, brushing aside the large orange cat that was circling her backpack: "It's been nothing but receiving awards and traveling all day, I'm exhausted."

She took a heavy box out of her backpack and placed it on the stone table:

"Here you go! The boss specially asked me to bring you a replica. The original is kept in his office. You wouldn't believe it, he hugged and kissed that lion for half an hour and wouldn't let go."

Li Yan picked up the trophy and weighed it in his hand; it was quite heavy.

"Okay, thanks for your hard work... By the way, how's things going over there in Nazha?"

"Don't worry, that art exam class is very strict. I've seen the schedule, it's from 6 am to 10 pm."

Ding Xiaoxiao chuckled gloatingly twice:

"As soon as I got back, she hugged my leg and cried, but I told the teacher to focus on her lines and physical expression."

"Yeah, let's get to the point. Her acting skills will never be that great."

Li Yan nodded: "Alright, leave the trophy here, you should go back and adjust to the time difference."

"You're kicking people out like that? How heartless!"

Ding Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, picked up her backpack, and

"By the way, we've had quite a few people coming to our door lately. The boss has turned down several groups, all wanting you to film their scenes, and the prices they're asking aren't low..."

"Let them line up first."

Li Yan lay back in the rattan chair and waved his hand:

"Tell them that Director Li is now focused on big business and doesn't care about those paltry sums anymore."

After Ding Xiaoxiao left, the courtyard became quiet again.

Li Yan mentally reviewed almost all the films he had ever shown before.

First, exclude art films.

The three major prize-winning schemes sound impressive, but they're actually pretty meaningless.

These days, there are plenty of directors who have won a bunch of awards but still can't secure funding for their next film.

If he wants to make a big splash, it has to be a commercial film.

To expand the business, we need to help others make money and let people know that following Li Yan will bring them success.

Only then will people obediently sit down and listen to you.

As for art, after entering the pass, great Confucian scholars will naturally debate the classics for me!

The Invisible Guest?

Li Yan first nodded, then shook his head.

This film has a mature script structure, amazing plot twists, and a low budget, making it a good choice.

It's just that its approach is too similar to "The Tuner".

Hollywood has a notorious problem: genre directors.

Just like James Wan can only make horror films, Tim Burton can only make gothic films, and Michael Bay can only make explosion films.

If a film is labeled as a "low-budget thriller or suspense" as soon as it emerges, it will be difficult for it to transition to big-budget productions, epic films, or science fiction films in the future.

He didn't want to narrow his path.

He needs a film:

It must be fast-paced, commercially viable, and showcase the director's ability to tell complex stories.

It needs to be emotionally engaging, suitable for the physical characteristics of Chinese babies, able to spark discussion, and maintain a good reputation.

Costs must be controllable, the scope cannot be too small, and it must resemble a blockbuster film.

Most importantly, it has to be able to make money!

"Those are damn high standards..."

Li Yan couldn't help but rub his throbbing head and complain.

He stroked the orange and pondered for a while, finally settling on "Silent Witness".

The original film received good reviews and can be considered a pioneer in the domestic legal drama genre.

Although there are some flaws in the eyes of legal professionals, he could have easily avoided them by using the background of a Hong Kong film.

Moreover, the multi-perspective narrative structure gives him a lot of room to maneuver.

The story ultimately focuses on fatherly love and redemption.

The legend of the "Dragon Back Wall" was released, accompanied by the song "Father" by the Chopstick Brothers.

Everyone here, cry!

Moreover, there is another very important point.

The supporting actress who sets the story in motion in the movie: Lin Mengmeng.

A rich girl, spoiled by her father, hits someone with her car. Helpless, remorseful, and naively cruel.

Isn't this a role tailor-made for Jing Tian?!

Acting skills?

No, she just needs to play herself as a naive and rich second-generation heiress.

All you need to do is capture that kind of fatherly love—the kind that's willing to fight the whole world for his daughter.

The character Lin Mengmeng will not only avoid being hated, but will also become the daughter who needs redemption.

Isn't this a great opportunity to whitewash Jing Tian's image... no, to make her famous?

Thinking of this, Li Yan couldn't help but let out a "hehehe" laugh.

What are the essential courses for Hollywood directors?

Art? Lens?

No, no, no, it's Resource Integration!

In layman's terms, it means—getting something for nothing.

Using other people's money to make your own films allows you to promote your favorite stars and make money together with everyone.

What does Lu Zheng lack most right now?

There's a lack of good projects, a lack of good projects that can make Jing Tian famous.

What a coincidence!

Win-win!

Li Yan abruptly stood up from the rattan chair, slipped on his shoes, and headed straight for the study.

"start!"

The orange tree was startled and jumped up into the crabapple tree with a howl, staring at him to see what was wrong with him.

……

Next, Li Yan went into complete seclusion.

Aside from occasionally going to Teacher Guo's place to clear my head.

At other times, she acted like a lady from a respectable family, never leaving her home.

Ding Xiaoxiao brought Nazha here twice.

Every time I see Li Yan, I stare blankly at the pile of papers on the table, or pound away at the keyboard in front of the computer.

The workload is enormous.

In addition to writing the script for "Silent Witness," he also needs to write the script for the film.

They also need to drastically revise the original film's logical flaws and incorporate the pacing of Hollywood genre films.

When he got tired of writing, he didn't stay idle; he also took on some side jobs.

List out all the movie outlines you want to make, then register them with WGA or a domestic copyright protection center.

I'll reserve this spot first.

Until the end of July, just before the Venice Film Festival's shortlist was to be announced.

Li Yancai finally let out a loud shout of relief.

"Done!"

He got up and stretched his neck, which was making a "crack" sound.

I took out my phone and snapped a picture of the final draft of the script on the screen.

The Witness

Screenwriter/Director: Li Yan

Project Code: The Correct Way to Open Da Tian Tian

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Li Yan put down his phone and was about to light a cigarette afterward.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."

The phone on the table started vibrating wildly.

Jing Tian's hand speed seems to be quite fast too!

He cleared his throat, pressed the answer button, and said in his incredibly annoying Guanzhong dialect:

"What are you doing? Can't you see I'm tinkering with art?!"