You Made Me a Superstar Chapter 120

   Chapter 120 Confused

   Huang Jiacheng belongs to the kind of people who are hated by others but have to be admired in the hearts of the directors in the Hong Kong circle.

  Some people think he is crazy.

   And the kind of terminally ill, but some people think he is a genius.

   Investors are gnashing their teeth at him and want to kill him with a knife, but they have to admit that this product is of a high standard.

  The cycle of each movie is so long that the investors are so desperate.

   But every movie sells well overseas...

   He is very serious about movies, to the point of exaggeration.

how to say?

   Zhou Yang was harsh when he filmed "The Bottom of the Mine", right?

   Compared with the Huang family, it is far from the truth.

  The name of his representative work is "The Lost Forest", well, it's not the H-movie that everyone imagined, but a modern urban literary film that reflects the little things of urban men and women.

  The shot is pretty good, and some of Yan Ying's teaching materials have been intercepted.

However…

Can you imagine?

  An urban movie that others can finish in two or three months, Huang Jiacheng has been filming for more than a year...

   took away the hearts and minds of investors.

   Not only the investors were tossed to death, but also the actors.

There was a rumor that when he was filming this movie, the Hong Kong sister Shen Jiaxin, who played the heroine, felt a little funny, so he personally carried the camera and filmed Shen Jiaxin for a week. In the description, let the little girl act as he described...

   Later, after the filming, the little girl felt like she had a mental problem.

Can the spirit of    be free from problems?

  However you shoot under the camera, he frowns and thinks that you are wrong, but he doesn't tell you what is wrong.

   You ask him how he feels?

   He laughed and he said he didn't know, in short, he asked you to continue shooting, reshoot endlessly, make you make various expressions, and then criticize you in various ways…

  Shen Jiaxin was filmed over and over again like this, and finally collapsed and cried on the set, already seriously doubting that she would not be able to act.

  It took me over a week to boil, hey…

   Someone suddenly patted your head, asked you to pose in a strange position, patted your hand, and then suddenly inexplicably complimented you, making you, who had collapsed in confidence, think you can do it again.

   Many years later, Shen Jiaxin recalled the behind-the-scenes events of the movie "The Lost Forest", and she still had fear in her heart.

   "I learned later that Director Huang felt that the sunset on the set was not beautiful. He had been waiting for a beautiful sunset..."

   "As for why do I have to retake it over and over again?"

   "He thinks that my crew is idle anyway, it's better than sleeping in bed!"

   "Oh, by the way... I learned later that the camera he was carrying was not opened at all, and he was pretending to toss people the whole time."

   "You say this is not a nerve?"

   "Also, I've been filming for more than a month, and I still don't know what my script is... The script is changed almost every day, and the performance is different every day. I feel like I'm schizophrenic!"

   Before the media.

   Shen Jiaxin recounted such a pitiful experience with bitterness and hatred, and vowed never to cooperate with Huang Jiacheng again.

   This is a lunatic!

  A movie without a script?

Yes!

   is so exaggerated!

"The Lost Forest" has already started, and the male and female protagonists don't know what to play, and they often come up with messy fake scripts. When you are familiar with the script and feel that you are infallible, when you follow the script confidently After the heroine finished her lines, they suddenly handed you another script, and then told you how wrong this script was, just for you to learn to play.

   Liang Jiawu, who later won the best leading role at the Venice International Film Festival with this film, was depressed and had thoughts of suicide when he just finished filming this film.

   Wu Zhenhong is the same!

   This guy was full of sincerity when he came to invite songs, and the money he paid was full of sincerity...

However…

   "I want that cool tune, you know? Cool tune!"

   "The kind that can ascend to the sky..."

   "Then there are chickens, ducks and dogs barking in the song, they're very hi!"

   "Better to have that river sound..."

  What kind of messed up **** is this?

   Wu Zhenhong took over this job, and when he heard this request, he was dumbfounded.

   He has been in the circle for so long, and he has never seen such a cerebral palsy thing...

   After finally compiling the song according to the script, he handed it to Huang Jiacheng, and then this **** said that he had changed the script because the original script was no longer filmed.

   "I want that feeling of blue sky and white clouds, you know?"

   I understand you, big head!

   Isn't this crazy?

  You are making a modern urban movie, do you want blue sky and white clouds?

  Wu Zhenhong wrote it over and over again, but this guy is like a lunatic. He makes inexplicable demands every day, but Wu Zhenhong feels that he, a normal person, really doesn't understand what he wants!

  Finally, Wu Zhenhong broke out and felt that this guy was playing with him...

   slapped the song on his face on the spot, scolded his eighteenth-generation ancestor, and even wanted to slap this guy, but this guy didn't get angry, instead he licked his face and laughed and continued to let you make it up...

   "Xiao Zhou! I want that feeling of blue sky and white clouds... You know, my songs need this feeling."

   "Also, the feeling that I want people to come and go to the market is very comfortable..."

   "The feeling of arrogance is a must. After all, this is a martial arts movie. Well, in addition to this, I need a sense of elegance like mountains and rivers..."

   Huang Jiacheng looked at Zhou Yang very seriously.

   Zhou Yang was carrying a guitar, his eyes were blank.

   He couldn't understand what this guy was talking about.

   "Director Huang, I'm sorry, I can't write songs..."

   "You've won the Golden Melody Awards, aren't you?"

   "It's not the same..."

   "What's the difference? It's all about writing songs. You won't give me face at the Academy Awards, but I've given you enough face..."

   "I can't write lyrics!"

   "Why can't you write it? You can write it, I believe you, Xiao Zhou, this time our sponsor is very rich, don't worry, this is a lot of money, and I won't treat you badly if you write it."

   "It's not about money or money, it's because you don't even know the music very well, Director Huang, why don't you go and find someone else!"

   "No, it's you!"

   Huang Jiacheng, a big man of 1.9 meters, stood in front of Zhou Yang like a giant bear.

   He pushed the black-rimmed glasses and scanned Zhou Yang's body...

   Zhou Yang had a feeling that he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, as if his whole body had no secrets at all.

   "Okay! Director Huang, let's go, let's go, don't come to our company in the future..."

   "Hey, Mr. Wu, how can you drive people away? Do you know how to be polite at your age!"

   "Fuck you!"

   "Mr. Wu, you're wrong, it's fine if I come over and you won't pour me tea. If you push me like this, you must at least make me a cup of tea, right?"

Wu Zhenhong pushed Huang Jiacheng several times, but Huang Jiacheng was a trainer. No matter how he pushed, he would not give in an inch. After hearing Wu Zhenhong's angry scolding, the guy was not angry, but stayed at the door as if he was rooted. Still not going.

   Zhou Yang looked at Huang Jiacheng.

   He really can't believe that he is so cheeky and a little neurotic. A guy like the ancient gangster turned out to be one of the most famous directors in China...

   "Zhou Xi, why are you still stunned? Hurry up and call the security guard to come over and take this guy away! Grass!" Wu Zhenhong was so angry that his beard was shaking, and he glared at Zhou Xi who was gasping for breath next to him.

"Don't waste your energy, ten more security guards from your company can't pull me away...Mr. Wu, I'm going to stop talking today, if you don't agree to help me today, I'll eat yours, drink yours, wear yours, Wherever you go, I'll go with you. Unless you wipe my neck with a knife, I won't go...Mr. Wu, I promise you, this time the job is absolutely simple. ?"

   "Then why don't you just stay there, grass!" Wu Zhenhong's face was ashen with anger, but he couldn't do anything about this rogue director, "Xiao Zhou, come in, don't worry about this crazy!"

   Now is not the era when Hong Kong made movies…

but!

In the era of Xiangjiang, Huang Jiacheng's reputation was not low. Once a group of thugs ran to the crew to make troubles and collect protection fees. A **** was kicked to pieces and became the last three eunuchs of Huaxia.

   This fight disturbed Xiangjiang at the time, and the police came forward to investigate.

   "Mr. Wu, then I'll stay at the door... I don't believe you won't go out! I'm quite sincere..."

   Watching Zhou Yang follow him in, after the door was closed, Huang Jiacheng wasn't angry, and he didn't push the door against it, but happily sat on the chair next to him with his legs crossed and shouted inside.

   "Mr. Wu, Director Huang..."

   "Ignore him, like a candy bar."

   "I think he's sincere."

   "Hehe, he does have sincerity, but he will drive people to death!"

  The sun shines into the office.

  Wu Zhenhong didn't have any good face at all, but there was nothing he could do.

The usual few security guards are indeed not the opponents of this guy, they can't be chased away, they can't be beaten, and now it is a society ruled by law. I heard that the director of the co-production between Hong Kong Island and the mainland is likely to be directed by this guy. I heard that Shen Changwei was originally called. , but Shen Changwei refused without saying a word.

  Although "Hero" has already been painted, Shen Changwei is still preparing to take "Hero" to Cannes to win awards, and he has also signed up for the Oscars. People are not reconciled now.

   "Is he really so cruel?"

   "Did you understand the lyrics he asked you to write?"

  "..." Zhou Yang shook his head.

   "Xiao Zhou, let me tell you this, before this guy makes you doubt your life, it's impossible for you to understand, and he's even more perverted when filming. Whoever cooperates with him will be offended!"

   "Oh, it looks like he's serious about movies." Zhou Yang nodded.

"How can you be serious about movies? This is such a bad taste like shit. Do you think your writing is excellent? No, it's not a question of whether it's good or not. Negative, no matter how you write, this thing is completely negative, if you don't toss you 180 times, this thing will be..." Wu Zhenhong recalled the past years, he sneered, and at the same time warned those who seemed to understand but not understand. Zhou Yang "In short, if you want to be satisfied with this kind of neuropathy, unless you write it exactly like his so-called shit, otherwise, if there is even a little bit of wrong lyrics, he will catch you and make you change it..."

   Just when Wu Zhenhong and Zhou Yang popularized Huang Jiacheng.

   There was a knock on the door outside the office.

Then…

   "Haha, Xiao Zhou, I want this lyrics! It's so well written, I want this flavor... Well written, perfect!"

  The door was knocked open.

  Huang Jiacheng walked in happily holding the wrinkled paper.

   And behind him stood two stunned young men.

   (end of this chapter)

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