Huayu: Everyone's been reborn, who's still going to be an actor?

The movie ended, but the theater was very quiet.

Cheng Yuan, however, became somewhat uneasy.

Whether it's good or bad, you should at least say something.

"Slap slap..."

Han Sanping clapped first, and then the others followed suit.

The applause put Cheng Yuan's mind at ease.

"You really did put on a pure acting performance this time," Han Sanping said with a smile, looking at Jiang Wen. "I didn't believe you when you told me before. Now, I believe you."

As a director himself, he could naturally see the clues.

This movie couldn't possibly be directed by Jiang Wen; he doesn't even seem to act like one.

Han Sanping couldn't help but glance at Cheng Yuan; this kid is impressive.

How did he do that?

Han Sanping couldn't understand it, after all, he had made a cameo appearance in "Looking for a Gun".

He knew all those rumors inside and out.

Can a new director keep Jiang Wen in check?

"Tell me, wasn't my acting amazing?" Jiang Wen said. "I feel like I could easily win an international Best Actor award."

He didn't expect the final film to be so good.

This kid knows about post-production editing?

The others just laughed when they heard that.

Jiang Wen's acting in this film certainly deserves a Best Actor award. However, whether he can win the award is another matter; it depends on a combination of favorable circumstances.

Then everyone's eyes fell on Cheng Yuan.

Cheng Yuan suddenly felt the pressure.

"Not bad," Mu Deyuan said. "Through enclosed spaces, simplified audiovisual elements, special camera designs, emotional control, and creative shooting techniques, a tense and oppressive atmosphere is created, giving the audience a strong sense of immersion and psychological tension."

"Are you interested in switching to directing?"

Xie Xiaojing looked at Cheng Yuan with a smile.

He felt it was a waste to put such a talented person in the performing arts department.

Mu Deyuan opened his mouth, but didn't mention the matter of switching to the photography department.

Although a photography department can also produce great directors.

"Ahem." Wang Jingsong coughed and said, "I'm still here."

"Such talent is being wasted in the performing arts department."

Xie Xiaojing wasn't embarrassed at all; this kid was a real talent.

It's one thing for photography majors to switch to directing, but now even acting majors are trying to steal directing jobs. What are we directing majors supposed to do?

The key point is that this kid is still a sophomore in college.

Is there really a problem with the feng shui of the school's directing department?

"How is that a waste?" Wang Jinsong said, "Look at him... Although he's been busy with movies and hasn't paid much attention to his image, his appearance is impeccable, not to mention his amazing acting talent."

Amazing, isn't it?

Whether it's surprising or not, let's get to this point.

Cheng Yuan used to be not very noticeable in class, and his acting talent was just so-so, but now it's different.

"Cheng Yuan has agreed to come here to study for his master's degree after graduation."

Tian Zhuangzhuang smiled and said, meaning that you don't need to argue anymore.

"Old Tian, ​​you were quick enough!"

Xie Xiaojing paused for a moment, then shook her head, ultimately realizing she was a little too slow.

I also supervise graduate students.

Wang Jinsong simply smiled upon hearing this, naturally having no objection.

Even if he were to switch to the directing department now, he wouldn't force him to stay.

Compared to acting, Cheng Yuan's talent as a director is undoubtedly greater.

"What are your thoughts on this movie?" Han Sanping asked Cheng Yuandao. "How about distributing it with China Film Group?"

"Thank you, Chairman Han."

Cheng Yuan would naturally not refuse, and as for how to negotiate, he would ask Jiang Wen for help later.

I don't think I'll suffer a loss.

We still need to take advantage of the opportunities to profit.

I can call him "brother," so it's perfectly reasonable to ask him for help!

Moreover, Cheng Yuan has the backing of the Beijing Film Academy.

I can't just cling to this powerful figure for nothing.

Jiang Wen brought Han Sanping over, presumably for the sake of the distribution.

"This kid wants to send the film to Venice, what do you guys say?"

Jiang Wen spoke up. He had connections in Venice, but compared to the Beijing Film Academy, they were still somewhat lacking.

If they work together, their chances of winning an award, or at least being shortlisted, are quite high.

"I think it's feasible," Zhang Huijun nodded and said. "The Venice Film Festival focuses on filmmakers from various countries who experiment with filmmaking, encouraging the production of films with novel forms and unique techniques. This film is very suitable."

Isn't the film "Buried" innovative in its shooting style and unique in its techniques?

The others nodded in agreement.

Even if they don't win an award, just being shortlisted is still an achievement for them, isn't it?

Besides, if it wasn't selected for Venice, it's not too late to submit it to other film festivals.

And what about Cheng Yuan?

He laughed.

Isn't this exactly what he wanted?

If he were to send it to Venice himself, it would likely be lost forever.

"How about we consider making a Chinese version?" Han Sanping suggested. "That would make it easier to release in China."

"good!"

Cheng Yuan glanced at Jiang Wen, then nodded.

Ninety percent of the dialogue in this version is in English.

However, producing a Chinese dialogue is not a difficult task.

After all, there isn't much dialogue in it.

As for film censorship, with the school and China Film Group involved, it shouldn't be too difficult.

If too much time is wasted on the review process, it may not be able to make it to this year's Venice Film Festival.

Did you make it?

Of course, we made it.

Cheng Yuan was finally relieved.

During this time, Cheng Yuan and Jiang Wen worked together to produce another Chinese version.

Then, he returned to campus life.

Attending classes, auditing classes, living in the dormitory, and in the cafeteria.

Occasionally, he would even go to Tian Zhuangzhuang for special tutoring.

That evening, Cheng Yuan began writing his novel.

This isn't just about making money, it's also about "claiming a spot"!

He has many novels in his mind, but he doesn't need to bring them all out, nor does he have the time to do so anyway. However, he can selectively bring them out.

The first novel Cheng Yuan moved was "The Hunger Games".

Instead of buying domestic novels, they chose foreign ones.

Why choose The Hunger Games?

One reason is that the novel is extremely popular, and the other reason is naturally that the film series adapted from it all had very high box office returns.

Cheng Yuan originally wanted to capitalize on the success of "Twilight," as the novel was a bestseller and the movie adaptation had an amazing box office performance, although the reviews weren't great.

However, The Hunger Games was published in 08, so it's still a long way off.

Twilight, on the other hand, was created in 05. It's hard to say exactly when it started being created, and it's probably too late now.

The first book in The Hunger Games was only a little over 100,000 words long, and Cheng Yuan finished writing it in less than a month.

Post it online?

Waiting for word-of-mouth to spread?

After thinking about it, I rejected the idea.

Cheng Yuan went directly to Jiang Wen; he must have connections in this area. He couldn't just call him "brother" for nothing.

"Brother Wen, let's go out for drinks. I need your help with something."

Cheng Yuan made a phone call directly, and then Jiang Wen called him to his home.

"You think my brother's house has no wine? You need to bring some?"

Jiang Wen saw that Cheng Yuan had brought two bottles of wine and said with a sullen face.

"I asked you for help, and you come to my house to eat and drink at my place? How can that be?" Cheng Yuan said. "Besides, who comes to someone's door empty-handed?"

"Don't be so polite with your brother, come in," Jiang Wen said. "This is my younger brother, Jiang Wu."

"Brother Wu."

Cheng Yuan quickly called out.

These two brothers are not from the same parents, but they really look alike.

"You're Cheng Yuan?" Jiang Wu said with a smile. "I've heard my brother mention you a few times. When he heard you were asking him to drink, he was afraid he couldn't outdrink you, so he called me over."

"You think I'm afraid of him?" Jiang Wen quickly replied, but his voice lacked confidence. He then changed the subject, asking, "What do you need my help with?"

"I've written a novel and want to publish it. I was wondering if Brother Wen knows anyone in this field," Cheng Yuan said. "Ideally, someone with connections in North America as well."