Bro, you handle the camera work, I'll take care of the female lead.

Qingying Film Studio.

The glass curtain wall of the Qingying Studio's work area reflects the thin sunlight of early autumn, like the soft light of an old movie.

Chen Fei pushed open the door and went inside.

Guo Fan was sitting in front of the computer discussing post-production with several staff members when a sound engineer said, "Director Guo, the opening scene is too fragmented; editing it like this will result in a messy final product."

The monitor was playing the opening scene of "Old Boys," showing a classroom brawl. The camera was shaky and the image was messy.

Guo Fan was about to explain.

Chen Fei stepped forward with a smile: "You don't need to worry about that. The movie is all about this sense of chaos."

Guo Fan turned around, looked into Chen Fei's eyes, and asked with concern, "Are you done with recording the song?!"

"Just finished." Chen Fei nodded gently.

The other staff members also turned around to look.

Upon seeing Chen Fei's youthful, almost childlike face, everyone couldn't help but wonder: Is this really Chen Fei, the producer of "Old Boys," who wrote the script and formulated the shooting schedule?

They're really young.

But the group still respectfully greeted him, "Producer Chen."

Chen Fei smiled and nodded: "Let me reiterate the tone of the film. All the flashback scenes use warm orange-yellow colors, while the dream-chasing phase uses cool blue-white lighting."

"The early stages of the soundtrack should emphasize cheerfulness and youthful spirit, while the later stages should reflect depth and sadness."

"Understood." The recording instructor nodded.

The colorist next to him agreed, "Okay."

Tu Yiran, an editor in his thirties, pleaded, "Director Guo, Producer Chen, could you show me all the footage? Your rough cut has too much information density; it's giving viewers a headache."

I feel the content could be further optimized.

He graduated from the Directing Department of Beijing Film Academy in 01, majoring in editing.

When I graduated, the film industry was in a slump, so I worked as a film editor at the Qingdao Film Studio.

Chen Fei explained with a smile, "Sure, but our movie is all about fast-paced action."

Despite its relatively short runtime of less than 40 minutes, I can confidently tell you that adding any more content would make this film feel cumbersome.

Chen Fei also knew this editing master.

In his previous life, he won many awards.

He edited classic films such as "Lost in Thailand", "No Man's Land", "Goodbye Mr. Loser", "Brotherhood of Blades", "The Eight Hundred", and "Journey to the Moon Alone".

Tu Yiran smiled and said, "Alright, I'll take a look. I'll discuss adding anything with you and Director Guo."

Guo Fan clapped his hands and said, "Alright, guys, let's get to work. Once this movie is finished in post-production, I'll give you guys a big red envelope."

"Director Guo is magnanimous."

"Get to work, get to work."

"Brothers, let's get to work!"

The staff in the office area went into overdrive, following Chen Fei and Guo Fan's instructions, to begin post-production work on the film.

"First, cut out the movie posters and the most classic stage music videos."

"Is this okay, Director Guo?!"

"I think it's a good idea, Chen Fei, what do you think?"

"There's nothing wrong with the general direction. When the main character first appears on stage, his facial features should be a bit more defined."

You brightened the lighting on the main character's face and blurred the background to create a contrast between warm and cool tones, making the main character's features appear more defined.

"I'll give it a try."

"The effect is really good."

"Producer Chen even studied color grading?!"

"I know a little bit."

"I see you're quite knowledgeable about composition."

"I know a little bit."

"How come you know a little about everything?"

"I know a little bit."

"Hahaha..."

"Alright, alright, enough talk, let's get to work."

"clear!"

...

one day.

Three days.

Five days.

Seven days.

Ten days.

half a month.

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

For the past two weeks, Chen Fei and Guo Fan have spent most of their time in the Qingying Film Studio's work area, except for attending some necessary classes.

Rough cut.

Fine-cut.

Color adjustment.

recording.

Sound effects synthesis.

Release the film.

Review the source material.

The finished product!

After more than half a month of hard work, the post-production of "Old Boys" has finally come to an end.

"call!"

"It's finally over."

"Finished in half a month!"

"This short film is really good; it's sure to be a hit."

"Director Guo, if you become a star in the future, remember to keep looking for us."

"Hehe, definitely, definitely."

"Director Guo, Producer Chen, you two take a break. I'll go and report to the school leaders."

"Thank you all for your hard work. Don't rush home after get off work tonight, brothers. Producer Chen and I will treat you to a nice meal."

"OK."

The office area of ​​Qingying Film Studio.

Looking at the 36-minute video, everyone's faces showed a joyful sense of accomplishment.

Especially Chen Fei and Guo Fan.

It took more than a month from preparation to completion of this short film.

During this period, Guo Fan didn't get a good night's sleep, working 12 or even 16 hours a day at a high intensity.

It's only because he's young and healthy that he'd have fallen ill on set long ago.

To today.

The pre- and post-production work for the film is complete.

Both of them breathed a long sigh of relief.

They quickly burned the film onto a portable disc, said goodbye to the staff of the Qingying Film Studio, and walked out of the studio's gate.

The warm autumn sun shone through the white poplars in front of the door, casting its light on the two people's shoulders, as if gilding them with a layer of scattered gold.

A gentle breeze drifted in from afar, lightly brushing against their hair and faces, bringing a subtle sense of comfort to their hearts.

Guo Fan stretched lazily, looked at Chen Fei beside him and smiled, "Not bad, didn't take up much time."

Chen Fei smiled slightly: "Okay, you should hurry back and take a shower, get a good night's sleep, and we'll have dinner together tonight."

"And what about you?"

"I'm going to try and sell the rights to short films."

"Who are you planning to sell it to?!" Guo Fan immediately perked up.

Chen Fei laughed: "We'll sell to whoever pays the most. I'm counting on this short film to make our first pot of gold."

The profits from this short film were split 70/30 between him and Guo Fan, with Guo Fan receiving 30% and him receiving 70%.

Guo Fan had no objection to this number, after all, Chen Fei had put in a lot of effort in everything from scriptwriting and main storyboard design to securing investment for the film.

He invested almost nothing.

Chen Fei even suspected that Guo Fan thought taking 30% was too much.

Even if he didn't pay Guo Fan a single penny, but only gave him a fixed salary, he would still accept this opportunity to practice.

Upon hearing this, Guo Fan smiled and suggested, "Your acting department is full of hidden talents. Why don't you ask Jing Tian, ​​the big spender, if she's willing to buy the online and television rights?"

"She gave us a guaranteed price, and then she went to negotiate copyright with the online platforms."

This is the easiest way.

Chen Fei's eyes lit up: "That's a good idea. I'll talk to her about it later."

"Hehe... Okay, then you can chat all you want, I'm going back to rest now."

"Um."