Chapter 159 Handicraft workshops and industrial standards
Compared to the cautious Qin Lan, Song Zhi was much more open when picking him up.
"Meng Bai!"
Song Zhi shouted from afar as he stepped out of the airport pick-up gate.
He trotted to Meng Bai, let go of the suitcase in his hand, and hugged his arm.
"Hey, suitcase."
With his arm hugged, Meng Bai stretched out his legs to stop the suitcase from sliding away by inertia. He turned his head and glanced at Song Zhi beside him: "So happy?"
"Yeah, of course I'm happy that the drama is finished." Song Zhi said with a bright smile.
What he didn't say in his heart was that he could finally get rid of that Li Qin and "do whatever he wants."
The two dragged the suitcases and walked out. The girl relied on the fact that no one knew her as an "eighteen-line actor" and stuck close to Meng Bai. Passers-by looked at them and thought they were a young couple who had just got off the plane.
As soon as he got in the car, Song Zhi's nose twitched, and a fragrance hit his nose: "It smells so good, did you spray perfume?"
Meng Bai took out a bouquet of flowers from the back seat and handed it over: "It smells like this, right?"
Song Zhi's eyes suddenly lit up, and he happily took the bouquet and said in surprise: "For me?"
As she said that, she leaned in and smelled it again, and only felt a sweet cream fragrance lingering around her.
"What kind of flower is this?"
"Gardenia." Meng Bai said with a calm expression: "Do you like it?"
"I like it!"
Song Zhi nodded vigorously, holding the bouquet in his hand with joy, and picked it up from time to time to smell it along the way.
While Meng Bai was driving and not paying attention, she secretly used her mobile phone to check the flower language of gardenia.
"Persistence, waiting, separation and hope..."
Looking at the introduction on the phone, she pursed her lips and smiled.
The meaning of this flower language is exactly a portrayal of their experiences.
Although I know that this guy should have just picked one that he likes, I can't help but think so in my heart.
Meng Bai breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Song Zhi sitting in the passenger seat happily and not finding any flaws.
He didn't know what kind of perfume Qin Lan's sister used, but the fragrance lasted for so long that he could smell a distinct fragrance as soon as he opened the car door in the morning.
There was no time to ventilate the car, so he went to the supermarket to buy a bottle of car air freshener.
After spraying it, he felt that he was trying to cover up something, after all, he never used these things normally.
There happened to be a flower stall at the entrance of the supermarket, so he asked the boss to pick out the one with the strongest fragrance, which just offset the smell in the car.
Details determine success or failure, and scumbags stay away from accidents.
Rather than using lies to make up for problems, he prefers to find ways to cover up problems from the beginning.
On the other side, Song Zhi was immersed in a cheerful mood for a while before he finally woke up.
Looking at the surrounding environment, she asked, "Where are we going?"
"To take you home." Meng Bai said as a matter of course.
"It's noon now. How about we go eat together?" Song Zhi said, and then continued: "I said I would treat you to a meal before I joined the crew, but I never had the chance. Today is the perfect day."
"Maybe not today. I've already made an appointment."
Song Zhi was stunned, and the smile on his face faded a little. He pretended to be casual and asked: "Who are you going to meet? Do I know him?"
Meng Bai thought for a while: "Well, you should have seen him, but you may not remember him."
"Ah?"
Song Zhi was a little confused now. Who could it be if he had seen him but didn't remember him?
Fortunately, Meng Bai didn't shy away and said directly: "It's Director Guo Fan who filmed a movie with us before."
"Ah, I seem to have some impression." Song Zhi recalled.
As for the name "Guo Fan", she really didn't have any impression.
But as for the movies Meng Bai had filmed, it was only the project called "The Adventures of Li Xianji" when he was in college.
When Meng Bai hadn't quit the crew, she went to find him twice, so she should have seen him.
However, her mind was all on Meng Bai at the time, and she didn't pay much attention to other people.
If Meng Bai hadn't introduced it, she wouldn't even remember the name.
"Are you going to make a movie?" Song Zhi asked excitedly.
"No, we just came out to get together and chat." Meng Bai shook his head.
Although Arclight Films is now doing well in the online drama market, it is still only an "outsider" in the film industry.
Not to mention organizing a group, it's not easy to join a promising high-quality project.
Just like his long-term cooperation with Leshi.com, he still has shares in Leshi Pictures, but Arclight doesn't play with the good projects on the other side of the film industry.
Now, the ones that can get to him are basically the kind of projects that are unreliable at first glance, or they are just for money.
However, Anle Pictures had taken a fancy to the IP of "Psychological Crime" and planned to make a movie project. For Arclight, it is a good opportunity to get in touch with the film market.
Meng Bai had contacted Anle twice before, but it was just a simple contact. At present, the whole project is still in the conceptual stage.
He was not in a hurry. Instead of forcing himself to stick to the movie in order to raise his profile, he might as well lay a solid foundation for the web series and slowly wait for the right opportunity to appear.
Song Zhi was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly said: "How about I go with you?"
"Huh?" Meng Bai was stunned for a moment: "You want to go?"
"Yes, anyway, I have met with Director Guo Fan." Song Zhi blinked and deliberately said: "But if you think it is inconvenient, forget it."
"If you say it's inconvenient... it's really inconvenient."
"Then I will...ah?"
Song Zhi's smile froze.
Hearing Meng Bai's tone, she thought he would continue to say "it's not inconvenient" or something like that, and that he was already prepared.
Unexpectedly, this guy really refused directly.
Meng Bai didn't think there was anything wrong. She had originally made an appointment with him to go there, so there was no reason to bring other people at the last minute.
What's more, it is really inconvenient to bring a girl with a few grown men to chat.
Song Zhi pouted. She had been rushing around these days and finally finished filming. She rushed back excitedly, just to "stay" by his side.
As a result, less than 20 minutes after getting off the plane, she was told that she was "driven away".
Although she knew that he had made an appointment a long time ago and that what he said made sense, Song Zhi still couldn't help feeling disappointed.
However, she is no longer the naive girl who just graduated a few years ago.
In addition, after breaking up and meeting by chance, they finally have the current situation, so naturally she won't be so unreasonable as to stick to each other.
"Okay, then you take me home first." Song Zhi said sensibly, "Don't drive if you're drunk. I'll contact you if I have time tonight or tomorrow."
"Well, I probably don't have much time tomorrow. I've been very busy recently." Meng Bai said.
After saying that, he saw the other person's somewhat lost face from the corner of his eye, and thought for a while and said, "How about this, before the end of the month, I'll call you when I have time and spend a day with you."
"Okay!" Song Zhi immediately became happy again, and said with a smile, "Then I'll wait for you."
...
Song Zhi is now living in the house she rented when she was with Meng Bai before.
He took her home with familiarity and helped her carry her luggage up. Meng Bai turned the car around and headed straight for Huaiyangchun in Yuetan, Xicheng.
Just like Quanjude and Taifenglou, Huaiyangchun is also one of the "eight great springs" of old brands in northern Beijing.
The so-called "Chun" is a name for the restaurant format in the old days. It is
similar to "eight great residences" and "eight great buildings", referring to several restaurants that cook good dishes from other places.
For example, Huaiyangchun mainly serves Huaiyang cuisine.
And there are not really eight restaurants, it's just an approximate number, similar to how there are more than a dozen "top 3" universities.
When I got to the place and pushed the door open, there were already two people sitting inside.
One was Gongger, whom Meng Bai had met before when filming "Psychological Crime", and the other was a middle-aged man with a beard, a round face and a slightly fat face.
This was naturally Guo Fan.
"Brother Guo." Meng Bai smiled and stretched out his hand: "Sorry, I'm late, I'll punish myself with a bowl of noodles with soybean sauce later."
"Fuck, you're good at finding a way out for yourself."
Guo Fan cursed with a smile, stood up, pulled Meng Bai over, and patted him on the shoulder.
The last time they met was at the premiere of "My Deskmate". But Guo Fan was busy at the time, so he didn't have time to chat.
"You are doing well now, the famous 'Arc Light' Mr. Meng, the light of online dramas." Guo Fan said jokingly: "I don't watch online dramas much, but I can watch your dramas every day."
"What's my achievement? To be honest, it's you, Brother Guo. A movie with a cost of 20 million can get a box office of 450 million. You are the next Nolan."
"Thank you."
"Thank you."
Gongger, who was watching the two people "commercially bragging", couldn't help but said: "How about you two brag a little bit first, and I'll go out for a walk?"
Meng Bai and Guo Fan smiled at each other, skipped the stage of greetings, and chatted while eating.
"Don't say it, I'll see after going to Hollywood that the development of their film industry is really 20 years ahead of us."
When Guo Fan mentioned the previous "Young Director Exchange Program" to visit Paramount, he immediately sighed.
"Is it so exaggerated?" Meng Bai asked. He didn't know much about the film industry. "We have produced quite a few good films in recent years, haven't we?"
Guo Fan shook his head. "The gap I'm talking about is not a matter of one or two films, but the production standards of the entire film industry system. Let's put it this way . If we compare it to a physical enterprise, they are modern standard factories, while we are still at the level of a handmade workshop."
Meng Bai understood it now. If we only compare the quality of a few single products, a handmade workshop may not be worse than a standard factory. But if we talk about the entire industry system, it is really unbeatable.
"When we visited, we saw the project planning plan of one of their producers." Guo Fan said, "The detail that impressed me the most was that they even had a fixed standard for which scene and which camera position to use which color of memory card."
"Look at our crew again. I'm not saying that being able to mark the order of the material cards is considered a dedication of the photographer."
Meng Bai smiled knowingly when he heard
this. He has been a producer of several projects, so he naturally understood what Guo Fan meant.
At present, the production level of the crews in the domestic film and television industry, whether it is movies, TV series or web dramas, behind the scenes is almost entirely dependent on the performance of individuals within the team.
The so-called "high-level team" is simply a group of skilled workers who have worked together for a long time. The smooth progress of the project is not due to processes and standards, but simply depends on the tacit cooperation within the team.
However, Meng Bai's idea is not consistent with Guo Fan.
Production relations must be maintained by productivity. In fact, the domestic film and television market has only been developed for more than ten years, and it is already very good to have a "handmade workshop".
Just like the real industry 20 years ago, everyone's supply and demand are still unbalanced. What you are talking about at this time is industrial standards and mechanized production. It is pure nonsense.
It is not fair to compare other people's accumulation of a hundred years with a short development of more than ten years.
"Well, what you said makes sense." Guo Fan nodded and sighed: "It's just that as a practitioner in the same industry, I always feel unwilling to see other people's high standards and then look back at my own."
"Don't worry, things will get better slowly." Meng Bai said, "Forget it, let's change to a happier topic. Brother Guo, are you planning to make a youth film from now on?"
(End of this chapter)
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