Huayu09: Starting with Hijacking Xiao Shenyang

"Hahaha…"

The guests' hands were red from clapping.

The real Director Chen is the one dressed as a woman.

The camera panned to Zhao Benshan and Cheng Long, who were also amused and waved their hands shyly.

"It's strange, but Xiao Shenyang, Song Xiaobao, and I all became famous by cross-dressing. It's like the company has been promoting these two idiots for the past two years."

"Hahaha…"

"Everyone says the audience is swearing, and I'm a viewer, I swear too. Master, tell me the truth, can't we have something positive to offer?"

Chen Mo turned his anger towards his former mentor.

This is a characteristic performance style of the Zhao family troupe: they first tease their master before playing the stringed instrument.

"You're coming home!"

Zhao Benshan responded with a hearty laugh.

"You're waiting for me to come home? What can you do if I come home? Your master's wife will deal with you, and I won't stop her."

The camera focuses on Zhao Benshan and Ma Lijuan.

The former touched his nose and cooperated by pretending to be afraid of his wife.

Ma Lijuan stood tall and proud, exuding confidence and dignity.

"Daughter, laugh if you want to, don't hold it in."

"I didn't, pfft..."

Liu Yifei tried to argue but couldn't hold back and quickly covered her mouth to save herself.

Did this scoundrel grow up eating pistachios?

How come he's covered in memes?

"But then again, we brothers don't cross-dress, and we don't have any other special skills." After saying that, he immediately started singing a song, "The first snow of 2002 came a little later than usual."

The singing was loud and clear, instantly captivating the ear.

Her singing skills are in no way inferior to Dao Lang's.

"Okay, okay!"

The guests applauded and cheered again.

"I don't have any special skills. I'm just an ordinary Cannes award-winning director."

Chen Mo, the little bear, shrugged and sang another song.

This is a move to take Versailles to the extreme.

"Ahem... I ate too much salty barbecue yesterday. Actually, singing isn't my forte."

"Yes, it's writing scripts and directing."

Shu Qi responded loudly.

"No no no".

Chen Mo imitated Teacher Guo by extending one finger and awkwardly taking a few steps back.

"What is that? Director Chen, is it going to take a long time?"

Shu Qi put her hands to her mouth and loudly pressed for an answer.

As expected of a Crystal Girl, she drives incredibly fast.

"Oh dear, what is Sister Qi saying? It's so strange. Master, did you understand?"

Chen Mo once again turned his anger towards his old mentor.

Zhao Benshan waved his hand, "You brat, you only pick on the weak, don't you? I don't understand either."

"My master waved his hand; he won't be here long."

Chen Mo immediately gave a diagnosis.

"Hahaha…"

The guests burst into laughter.

"I'm afraid that if I don't argue with Sister Qi about whether it's been long or not, my old mentor might act impulsively and secretly take some blue pills or something. Master, listen to your little apprentice. Don't buy those things at the pharmacy. Buy them online. Remember to note that they are coffee beans. Cultured people like to drink coffee."

After making his joke, Chen Mo put the microphone on the ground.

Liu Yifei couldn't bear to watch Liu Yifei's impromptu performance of Sweetie's signature fly-scratching head move; she lowered her head and twitched uncontrollably.

The guests exclaimed that the trip was well worth it.

Finally, at the end of "Mohe Dance Hall," Chen Mo imitates a short video from later generations, exiting the stage like a melancholy princess performing a tango.

"Wow, junior brother is awesome! This stage effect is amazing!"

"Even if you don't write scripts or direct, you can still be a pillar of our grand stage."

"Um... Godfather, how about your fourth brother fries you some shrimp chips?"

……

……

The performance ended at Laogen Mountain Villa.

"Snapped!"

Zhao Benshan looked resentful and gave his traitor a light kick.

"Master, that kick was powerful enough to make you eat coffee beans!"

Chen Mo rubbed his buttocks, his tone resolute.

"You brat, you look like a coffee bean to me."

Zhao Benshan pretended to be angry, but the doting affection in his eyes was impossible to hide.

Everyone took their seats.

Zhao Benshan sat in the main seat, flanked by Chen Mo and Zhang Ziyi on his left and right, followed by Jiang Wen and Zhou Yun, then the two kings Li Xuexue, Yang Shoucheng and Rong Zuer, Jiang Zhiqiang and Tang Wei, Cheng Long, Zhang Yimou, Wang Jiawei, Chen Kaige, and Feng Xiaogang.

Fan Xuexue was not allowed to sit at the table.

2009 was her most productive year, during which she filmed 7 movies and 1 TV series. Her studio also had film and television investment and artist management businesses. Under Yang Tianzhen's management, she was transforming from a top female artist to a wealthy socialite.

But even so.

Without a powerful backer, one can only sit in the second seat.

An artist is ultimately just an artist.

After several rounds of drinks and five courses of food,

"Brother, tell me about it."

Jiang Wen couldn't wait to speak.

"Ahem..." Zhao Benshan coughed lightly twice. When people are happy, even their coughs have an exciting melody. "It's like this, my rebellious disciple has written another manuscript. I'm a rough guy and not very sure about it, so I'd like to ask the senior members of the industry to give it a good review."

Jiang Wen pouted.

The eldest brother has also started to embrace Versailles; the Zhao family troupe is experiencing a phenomenon of human-to-human transmission.

Zhang Jiahao distributed the printed scripts to everyone.

Only one serving was given to each person at the main table; the other tables did not receive one.

"Project Gutenberg, the story is set in Hong Kong..."

Chen Kaige muttered something under his breath.

The previously noisy dining table instantly fell silent.

It's obvious they've absorbed everything.

Half an hour later.

"It uses the framework of 'The Usual Suspects,' but adds a plot about making counterfeit US dollars... these US dollars..."

Chen Kaige held the sample in his hand and looked at it under the light for a few moments.

"Benshan, isn't the gift too small? Only $100?"

"Director Kego, you've misunderstood. This was drawn by my rebellious student himself. He spent a long time working on it behind the scenes for the sake of making this movie."

Zhao Benshan said lightly.

He wanted to lean back tactically again.

What's going on?

"What?!"

Everyone present gasped in surprise.

Director Chen, you're serious!

How was this drawn? Acid-free paper + color-changing ink? Then we'll have to ask you what the formula is.

"My God, Xiao Mo, you're a genius! This...this...this...everyone else is making a movie, and you're making a documentary?"

Zhang Ziyi was stunned.

This is the first time I've encountered this situation in all my years in the film industry.

Putting aside the movie plot, as long as the printing of counterfeit US dollars is portrayed realistically, it's art, and audiences will definitely rush to buy tickets.

"Putting aside the counterfeit money printing technology, I think 'Project Gutenberg' is not perfect; there are some logical bugs in it."

Aside from his penchant for pretentiousness, his ability to elevate a third party to a higher position, and his occasional poetry recitation, Chen Kaige doesn't have any other major flaws.

"Please teach me, Director Chen."

Chen Mo humbly sought advice.

Perhaps there are undiscovered logical errors in the theatrical version of the script.

Listen to advice, and you'll have a full meal.

"In the script, Li Wen appears extremely cowardly at the police station, which is to distance himself from the situation and try to get bail. So why would a ruthless and cunning painter keep such a weakling by his side? Isn't he afraid of causing trouble? It's obviously illogical."

Chen Kaige was smug. So many people read the script, didn't they notice such a fatal flaw? What top director and producer? It's all just empty fame.

Looking across the Chinese film industry, Chen is undoubtedly one of the most influential figures.

"Forehead…"

Chen Mo was speechless.

Is this a question posed by the Palme d'Or director? He's clearly used to being in an ivory tower.

All eyes were on director Kego.

I want to say something, but I don't know how.