Zhou Yiyang was startled by his sudden passion.
This, this person is actually a hipster?
But it can be seen that he really likes art films, otherwise, with his family background, why would he do anything else but become the least profitable screenwriter!
"Well," Zhou Yiyang felt a little guilty under his intense gaze, as if using the system to film only two works, "Moonlight Girl" and "Ode to Joy," was indeed a very inhumane thing to do. "Actually, I also plan to..."
However, before Zhou Yiyang could finish his words, the cynical-looking Mr. Fu narrowed his eyes and said, "I don't think there's anything wrong with making commercial films. I just like commercial films."
As expected, Mang glared at Fu Shao before continuing, "A director without artistic pursuits has no future! Mr. Zhou Yiyang, I think you should plan your career goals carefully instead of becoming a second-rate director who can only make commercial films!"
Then this reckless man patted his butt with great righteousness and left.
Fu Shao tutted, not surprised at all, as if he was already used to it. He even put a quick-fried bun into Zhou Yiyang's bowl: "This bun is amazing!"
However, what Zhou Yiyang was thinking about now was obviously not the steamed buns, but the mang brother who left angrily.
He had originally planned to take this opportunity to establish a relationship with him, but who knew that the person would just leave like that without leaving a trace.
"He, why did he just leave like that?" Zhou Yiyang thought for a moment before asking.
Fu Shao, who was standing by, yawned and explained to Zhou Yiyang in a rather uninterested manner, "He's a pretty normal person normally. But when it comes to movies, he changes completely. You know, his lifelong dream is to make a truly great movie, and then win the Best Picture at the Oscars! Do you think that's possible?"
Mr. Huang also made a timely complaint at this time: "Everyone knows that the Oscars don't like us Asians. I think in a hundred years, there will be no Asian film winning an Oscar."
Zhou Yiyang thought about it, but remained silent. After all, on Earth, an Asian film actually won an award. As for whether or not his virtue was unworthy of his position, that was not his concern.
"Actually, Brother Mang's dream is quite ambitious. As for dreams, you have to be bold to dream."
Fu Shao took a bite of the nearly transparent shrimp dumpling, swallowed it, and then rinsed his mouth with tea. "I should have stopped him just now. It seems you two have something in common. Do you know what my dream is?"
Zhou Yiyang shook his head.
"As for me, I just want to sleep with all the beauties in the entertainment industry! Of course, I won't bother those working in Mr. Zhou's company!" Mr. Fu's speech is just like his temperament, a bit of a ruffian.
"It's a very ambitious dream," Zhou Yiyang commented.
Mr. Huang stopped eating at this time. "Speaking of which, I invited them both today because I wanted you to meet more people in the industry. To be honest, the Golden Rooster Awards didn't nominate 'Moonlight Girl' because they think you don't have any connections in the industry!"
Although Zhou Yiyang was heartwarming, he was still puzzled: "Brother Huang, I've always wanted to ask, why are you so nice to me!"
Fu Shao sighed: "Oh my God, what's going on?"
"Ahem," Mr. Huang nearly spit out his tea at Zhou Yiyang's question. "Old Yang, that guy is really straightforward. Hey, we're all brothers here, so I'll be frank. As for me, building this film and television city is not just for fun. I want to make it the number one film and television city in China, and it can be used as a city business card and become a 5A tourist attraction."
Zhou Yiyang was a bit surprised. Mr. Huang gave him the impression of a perpetually smiling second-generation wealthy (official?) man. He hadn't expected him to harbor such private thoughts, and his vision was truly far-sighted.
"That's good." Zhou Yiyang fully affirmed this idea.
"Yeah, I think it's good too. But most of the crews that make movies and TV shows here are here just for the government subsidies. They don't look down on serious big productions."
Mr. Huang was furious when he mentioned this. The facilities at several other film and television studios in China had long been outdated. However, one was located in Beijing, and the other in Shanghai, giving them a strong geographical advantage.
Slightly larger production companies wouldn't even consider him.
If it weren’t for the relationship between Zhou Yiyang and Chen Shao, he wouldn’t have chosen Mr. Huang’s film and television city.
"I used to hope that Brother Mang would write a shocking book." Mr. Huang sighed, "But, his talent is... Of course, passion is the most important thing."
Zhou Yiyang managed to maintain his expression: "Didn't you say he was a talented person in the Beijing circle?"
"You have his father," Fu Shao said leisurely, "even if it's an elementary school student's composition, it can be regarded as a genius in the Beijing circle."
Later, Zhou Yiyang realized that Mr. Fu and Brother Mang were brothers who shared the same ideals, so he dared to speak so directly.
"So," Mr. Huang said bitterly, "I can only put my hope on you. Lao Yang, you see how good I am to you, so you can shoot your movies here from now on!"
In fact, Zhou Yiyang really thinks that Mr. Huang's facilities are good, no matter what type of scene they are, they can accommodate them. If it weren't a bit far from Shanghai, it would be perfect.
But at this time, Zhou Yiyang could only pretend to be regretful: "It's not impossible. Brother Huang and I are not close friends. But I'm worried that Brother Mang will have a bad impression of me."
"Hey," Fu Shao raised his lips and said, "He's just a dead hipster. Mr. Zhou, I think you can definitely handle hipsters. For Old Huang's sake, I'll tell you something: every time Mangzi comes here, he goes to the road at night."
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