Entertainment Era: My Good Sister Is All Over the World

Watching movies is never just about watching movies.

Especially for film school students, they watch movies to analyze them, to understand the cinematic language and the ideas they want to express.

Therefore, a movie usually takes a long time to watch, many times, and some scenes even need to be watched and pondered repeatedly.

Huang Wenbin regretted it at this point; he should have rested for a day or two first.

At this moment, exhaustion completely overwhelmed me, my eyelids were drooping, and I couldn't hear what the translator above was saying at all.

"Fang, cover for me, I need to take a nap!" Huang Wenbin whispered to Fang Shu.

Fang Shumei looked puzzled, not understanding what Huang Wenbin meant by those words.

But soon, she witnessed an unbelievable scene.

Huang Wenbin propped his notebook up, then put his hands behind his head and actually started to sleep.

How dare he do that!

Fang Shu had never encountered anything like this before. She looked up at the teacher in front of her in a panic, then at the classmates around her, like a frightened rabbit.

"You, get up, you can't sleep here," Fang Shu whispered to Huang Wenbin.

Unfortunately, Huang Wenbin was already in a daze and gradually drifted off to sleep.

For the remaining half of the class, Fang Shu felt like she was walking on thin ice and couldn't concentrate on listening, constantly worried that someone would find out.

When the class ended, Fang Shu finally breathed a long sigh of relief and nudged Huang Wenbin awake: "Hey, wake up!"

"Hmm?" Huang Wenbin woke up groggily, opened his eyes and looked at Fang Shu, then yawned: "Ah, get out of class is over? Thanks, I'll treat you to dinner sometime."

After saying that, he stood up and walked out.

"Wait a minute!" Fang Shu picked up her things, chased after him, and asked impatiently, "What do you mean?"

Huang Wenbin asked in bewilderment, "What do you mean?"

Fang Shu knew that she was beautiful and that many people were pursuing her, trying to impress her. She was already fed up with it.

In her view, Huang Wenbin's behavior was somewhat similar.

"Based on your behavior just now!" Fang Shu looked at Huang Wenbin with some suspicion: "Was it...?"

She was too embarrassed to say the second half of her sentence, as it would seem like she was being narcissistic.

"Oh, I just got off the train and checked with my homeroom teacher to get my leave back," Huang Wenbin explained casually. "I felt pretty energetic, so I came to class. I didn't expect to be so exhausted, after sitting on the train for over ten hours. I'll have to ask for leave this afternoon to take a nap."

Fang Shu felt a little relieved and casually said, "You do need to rest, but you shouldn't sleep in class; that's not good behavior."

"Okay, I got it, I won't do it again." Huang Wenbin yawned again. "No, I need to catch up on my sleep. I'll treat you to dinner later as a thank you."

Fang Shu said, "No need for your thanks, there's nothing to thank me for."

Overcome with drowsiness, Huang Wenbin nodded to her, then said goodbye and left.

This scene was naturally witnessed by Fang Shu's admirers, who followed her to audit the directing department's classes, mostly in an attempt to get closer to Fang Shu.

Now he's been tricked by a young directing student, and you can imagine how resentful he is.

Among them was Zhang Tielin, who was so angry he gritted his teeth. He had been filming with Fang Shu for almost a month and had never been this close to her.

"Hey, Tielin, didn't you say you were about to win Fang Shu over?" Xie Yuan said with a chuckle. "Looks like you were just bragging. You don't even dare to go over and say a word to her."

Zhang Tielin glared at him irritably: "If you can't speak properly, then shut up."

"When you were filming 'There Was a Young Man,' didn't you ask the director to add a kissing scene or anything?"

Zhang Fengyi also joked with a smile, "When we were rehearsing the play, you kept thinking about adding a kissing scene or something, which made Shen Danping very angry."

"What are you thinking!" Zhang Tielin was really exasperated with his two best friends and reminded them, "It's a Shakespearean play. What's wrong with using a camera trick to show a kissing scene for the sake of art?"

The current social climate is still not open-minded. Even showing an arm or a leg in a movie gets you criticized, let alone kissing. The director isn't my father, and the censors aren't my ancestors.

"That kid is really something; he even made it into the newspaper and shook hands with the old man!"

"I heard that several big directors are vying for the script he wrote; he's a true genius."

Xie Yuan touched her mouth, shaking her head incessantly: "What woman could resist someone so talented and handsome? If I were a woman, I'd like him too!"

"That kid is really handsome!" Zhang Fengyi sighed. "More handsome than me. Tie Lin, you have no chance!"

Zhang Tielin rolled his eyes and said indignantly, "In the entire Class of '78, no matter which department, besides Zhou Lijing, no one is more handsome than me! It's just a script, I'll write one myself someday, and when we all act together, he won't be able to outshine me!"

Although Xie Yuan and Zhang Fengyi still made a few sarcastic remarks about Zhang Tielin, they also largely agreed with his point of view.

Otherwise, why would CCTV have chosen Zhang Tielin for its first single-episode TV series, "There Was a Young Man"? It was because Zhou Lijing refused.

By the way, the total cost of "There Was a Young Man" was only a few hundred yuan.

Huang Wenbin was unaware of these matters and did not care about them. He simply hurried back to his dormitory at the Beijing Film Academy and went to catch up on some sleep.

He slept straight through until evening, when he was woken up by Zhang Yimou and Zhang Li.

"Wake up, why are you still sleeping?" Zhang Lai patted Huang Wenbin's face. "Did you go steal a dog last night, or peep at the widow taking a bath?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Zhang Yimou glared at him, then filled a basin with water, grabbed a clean towel, wrung it out, and applied it to Huang Wenbin's face.

A moment later, Huang Wenbin finally woke up, staring blankly at the two men: "What do you two want to do?"

"What are you doing, Wen-ge? You've been sleeping all afternoon!" Zhang Lai joked with a laugh. "You don't snore, I thought you were dead!"

Zhang Yimou couldn't help but kick Zhang Lai: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Huang Wenbin grabbed a towel, wet it, and washed his face. Feeling much better, he asked, "What do you want from me?"

Zhang Lai replied, "It's not us looking for you, it's Director Wang who wants you to go to the Beijing Film Studio."

"Now?" Huang Wenbin looked out the window at the sky.

"What are you afraid of? Let's ride there together."

Zhang Lai's eyes darted around, and he said with a smile, "If I go with your brother Wen, we can stay in a guesthouse, which is much better than this shabby dormitory."

"It's not that dark yet, it's only a little past five o'clock," Zhang Yimou reminded him with a smile.

Huang Wenbin touched his stomach and realized he hadn't eaten all day: "I'm a little hungry, let's eat something first."

"Let's eat noodles." Zhang Leng said casually: "What else can I eat?"

The three of them went to a small restaurant, ate a bowl of noodles, and then went to the Beijing Film Studio together.

Factory Director Wang hadn't gone home yet. When he saw the three of them approaching, he immediately looked up, smiled, and said, "You're here."

Then, Chong Zhang and Yi Mou waved and said, "Thank you for your hard work, go ahead and get back to work!"

"It's no trouble for you, we won't bother you any longer." Zhang Yimou and his companion nodded with smiles and then left.

Huang Wenbin walked into the office: "Old factory director, what brings you here?"

With a faint smile on his face, Director Wang said, "There are a few things, nothing major, but they are all somewhat related to you, so I feel obligated to inform you."

Huang Wenbin did not respond, quietly waiting for Director Wang to continue.

Sure enough, after a pause of two or three seconds, Wang Yang slowly asked, "You should already know about the suggestion I made to China Film Group along with several other major studios, right?"

"Yes, I saw it in the newspaper." Huang Wenbin nodded.

Director Wang said, "There has been a preliminary result on this matter. It is unrealistic to cancel the unified sales and purchase system now, but China Film Group has made concessions, raising the upper limit of the purchase price to 120 million and the maximum production cost to 108 million. This policy will be implemented starting from New Year's Day next year, and our studio happens to have two films that will definitely be able to benefit from this first wave of dividends."

Huang Wenbin simply looked at Director Wang and remained silent.

Factory Director Wang crossed his arms and looked at Huang Wenbin with considerable curiosity: "You're really patient. Don't you want to ask which two films or TV series they are?"

"Director Wang will definitely say that later, won't he?" Huang Wenbin smiled.

"You're more like a cunning old fox than a 19-year-old," Director Wang chuckled, then cut to the chase and said, "The first one will definitely be 'Let the Bullets Fly.' Post-production has already begun, and it should be released in the first quarter of next year."

"So fast?" Huang Wenbin was somewhat surprised. The film release process in this era was quite slow. Sometimes it required constant review, with one department reviewing the film and another reviewing it. Even some completely unrelated departments could request to review the film.

If a film can be released within six months, that's considered fast; some films even take one or two years to be released.

"This film is quite special; it's a special case," Director Wang explained slowly. "Because the old man has already reviewed it once, and he thought there were no problems, so which department would dare to say there were?"

Huang Wenbin couldn't help but smile and said, "Then we should thank Deputy Factory Director Xiang. Without his interference, we wouldn't have gotten such a great advantage. Should we give him a special thank you?"

"Haha, don't be so mean," Director Wang joked, then got to the point: "The other work is 'The Mysterious Buddha.' This script was stuck in the third round of review because people kept objecting, saying it was too entertaining and had no educational value. But after your seminar made the news, it was approved without any obstacles."

As he spoke, he pointed to Huang Wenbin and said with a smile, "Now your name is practically gilded, you're practically invincible. As long as your work doesn't involve any matters of principle, the review process will be very lenient, and you'll pass very easily."

Huang Wenbin laughed and said, "That's a good thing, it will save me a lot of time."

"This is also good news for our factory!"

Wang Yang was quite glad that he had the foresight to bring Huang Wenbin to the Beijing Film Studio in advance. He could have Huang write more scripts and get more manuscripts approved, which would make his position as the head of the Beijing Film Studio as secure as Mount Tai, and he would not be afraid of anyone!