The peak acting skills of the actor

Chapter 444 The Script Arrives
Cheng Feng knew in his heart that this time he finally waited for the pinnacle of Chinese-language films, a song of departure, the fake overlord and the real concubine Yu, the ups and downs of the world, the vicissitudes of life, the endless love and sorrow, and the endless sorrow and sorrow. sad.

A song of separation from the world of mortals, a song of sorrow and joy in the world, and a funeral song of Liyuan!

"Farewell My Concubine!" Cheng Feng groaned softly, under the calm voice, there was a surging heart.

This is a movie that has always haunted Cheng Feng.

This movie is more important than any Oscars.

Due to the limited scope of Huaguo's cultural industry output, the global influence of this film, in Cheng Feng's previous life, except for the international awards, ordinary foreign audiences really didn't know much about it.

But even in his previous life, Cheng Feng believed from the bottom of his heart that if it was an American movie, it would definitely sweep the Oscars.

So don't underestimate yourself. The quality of domestic films is no worse than that of foreign countries, but this is all the credit of the predecessors and has little to do with today's people.

In the past few years, I have to admit that Korean films have performed outstandingly. A "Parasite" swept four Oscar heavyweight awards, and created a new breakthrough in the history of the Academy Awards. It is the only best film not in English!
It can be regarded as a resounding slap to those domestic filmmakers who are immersed in the profit bubble trap and have forgotten the influence of light and shadow art on the spiritual world of people!

Lying on the money and becoming a prostitute in film history is not a good thing in Cheng Feng's view. Don't indulge in the past glorious years. As the saying goes, the past is like smoke, and it's time to wake up.

The predecessors have done what they should do. Today's Chinese filmmakers, it's time to wake up.

Don't prevaricate it by using domestic conditions not allowing it. From Cheng Feng's point of view, it is actually a sign of lack of courage in his heart. Looking at the monuments of those Chinese-language movies in the past, how many people who have truly achieved classics dare to risk the world's evil and be the most loyal. movie believers.

Live on your laurels!It's not what China Entertainment filmmakers do today, they have to write their own brilliance!Your own legend!

If you still stand still, eat and wait to die, fish in troubled waters, then I'm sorry, and don't blame domestic movie fans for treating you like the national football team, smelly, vulgar, shameless, and don't use patriotism Kidnapping others because you are not worthy!
When the time comes, the audience will spit thick phlegm and scold shit, and the practitioners in the China Entertainment Film Industry will accept it obediently, because they should not blame others, let alone the audience, if you want to blame, blame yourself!
Regardless of what happened in the plane of the previous life, Cheng Feng asked himself at this moment, when he saw the information prompted by the system, what did his beating heart mean?
Explaining the desire he desires most in his heart, he has wanted to make the movie "Farewell My Concubine" for a long time. Since he became famous, he has been thinking about making this movie, but the reason why he put it on hold for a long time is self-evident.

But what should come is still coming. Cheng Feng felt that he finally came to this plane. If this film cannot be made, he will not be reconciled to death!

For this movie, Cheng Feng didn't have to wait for others to give him the script, or encounter him unexpectedly under some kind of secret arrangement, he could memorize it by heart.

Not because of anything else, if it is said that in his previous life, he could not remember the plots of many movies clearly, but Cheng Feng still remembers every fragment of this movie, every classic scene, and every detail.

Cheng Feng's heart was hot, he couldn't wait at this moment, hurried to his desk, took out his laptop, and tapped seriously.

The stars are moving...

In the dark of night, Liyuan came from the bedroom to Cheng Feng's busy desk in her pajamas, looked up at Cheng Feng's head for a while to think, then lowered his head to murmur, then typed on the keyboard, shook his head, and went back the same way to bring a piece of paper. Zhang blanket, gently cover Cheng Feng!
Cheng Feng's body trembled subconsciously and instinctively, and he turned to look at Li Yuan beside him. Li Yuan's helpless but gentle eyes were everywhere in his eyes. Li Yuan kissed Cheng Feng's cheek, and then said: " It's late at night, pay attention to go to bed early."

Cheng Feng nodded, stroking Liyuan's hand on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Got it, you sleep first, I'll be fine in a while."

Li Yuan nodded, and returned to the bed in the bedroom with a little sleepiness...

Cheng Feng was like this for several days in a row, recalling the plot of the movie he had seen in his previous life, while typing on the keyboard, organizing the pictures in his mind into words.

But when he was about to use the memory of his previous life to conceive the movie, a phone call interrupted his typing on the keyboard.

Wang Ze called, Cheng Feng picked up the phone, and on the other end of the phone: "Cheng Feng, do you have time?"

"What's the matter, what happened?"

"You just got married, so I didn't want to call you, but I just received a story from our actor yesterday.

I took a look at it last night. To be honest, I was deeply attracted by the story brought here. Do you want to come to the company to have a look? "

"Uh... that's fine, I'll go right away!"

After Cheng Feng hung up the phone, he murmured to himself: "I came here so quickly with the script, so my work is not in vain?"

Thinking of this, Cheng Feng felt that he might have underestimated the mystery of the system to some extent, and of course he was also to blame for being too impatient, wishing that the movie "Farewell My Concubine" would start shooting soon.

So Cheng Feng closed his laptop, simply changed into another room, said goodbye to his wife Li Yuan, and drove to the headquarters of Binhai Lotte Media.

After coming to Lotte Media, Cheng Feng went directly to Wang Ze's office. As soon as Cheng Feng came in, he asked, "Where is the story? Where is the story?"

Wang Ze was originally smoking a cigarette alone in the office, and watched Cheng Feng come in to snuff out the cigarette butt, and then picked up a stack of yellowed books on his desk.

Cheng Feng also noticed that this special book, with its yellowed pages, seems to be an old object that has been unknown for many years. From the perspective of production technology, it seems that someone made it by himself, it seems to be a book. A notebook made by myself.

Cheng Feng carefully took the letter from Wang Ze, sat on the chair in the office, and carefully read it.

Everything that caught the eye was handwritten, and the handwriting was neat, and each stroke revealed the rigor of the person who wrote the story. Cheng Feng hurriedly calmed down and studied it seriously.

Throughout the ages, it has been said that there is Yan Ruyu in the book, and the golden house in the book. This is actually true. Once a person is fascinated by a certain book, he will find that time is really fleeting. Cheng Feng saw it Just hours.

Before Cheng Feng finished reading, Wang Ze couldn't wait any longer, he had to interrupt Cheng Feng, and said: "Okay, the story is really good, if you want to read it, you can take it home and talk about it." Your impression of this story."

Cheng Feng came back to his senses, and said without hesitation: "This is a rare story, and it would be a pity not to make it into a movie!"

Wang Ze nodded hastily: "Then... are you interested in participating?"

(End of this chapter)