Diamond Company Shoots Commercials, You Shoot Titanic

Chapter 83 "Farewell My Concubine" Is Officially Launched!

At the same time, Chen Xiao was designing the villa decoration at home.

While thinking about the bedroom structure, the phone suddenly rang.

After answering the phone, the voice of Director Li came from the other side.

"Director Chen, I have contacted the Deputy Minister of Science and Technology. Are you free to have dinner on the 2nd night?"

"No problem."

"Okay, then I will ask my secretary to send you the address later."

"Okay, thank you Director Li."

"Then there is the position of policy advisor, which has been approved by the higher-ups. But the first-level director and first-level screenwriter have to wait a little longer."

"Well, I'm not in a hurry."

"See you later."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Xiao touched his chin.

It's okay if the first-level director and first-level screenwriter are not approved for the time being.

Wait until "Farewell My Concubine" is broadcast before getting these two titles, and have one more work to rely on, and save those media from talking too much.

Chen Xiao put down his hand and opened the calendar software.

"Farewell My Concubine" will be released tomorrow night.

On February 2, which is the day after tomorrow, I will meet with the Deputy Minister of Science and Technology and Director Li.

At that time, I will talk to Director Li about the promotion of "Farewell My Concubine" to the country.

That's it.

Chen Xiao threw his phone aside and continued to design the villa decoration.

...

A day passed quickly.

January 31, 7:30 pm.

There is only half an hour left before the premiere of "Farewell My Concubine".

In the capital, in a high-end residential area.

Fang Rong pointed to his sofa and smiled at the old man next to him: "Ge Lao, please sit in the middle."

This old man is a famous Peking Opera artist.

Although he has retired, he has a great influence.

In the current opera world, he ranks among the top five and can be regarded as one of the leading figures. He is respected as "Ge Lao" by people in the industry.

But he is a little stubborn.

Ever since he heard that Chen Xiao modified the movements of "The Drunken Concubine", he has been very dissatisfied and declared that he would never watch "Farewell My Concubine".

Fang Rong smiled and helped him sit in the middle of the long sofa, facing the TV.

This old senior, not only did he not watch it himself, but he also publicly accused Chen Xiao of being a jerk.

Isn't this a trap for the crew?

So, today I invited him to my home, in the name of a dinner, to trick him into watching "Farewell My Concubine" again.

Old Ge sat on the sofa, raised his hand and patted Fang Rong, and said slowly:

"Xiao Fang, since the meal is over, I have to say a few words to you."

"I am not an old stubborn person, and I don't object to you promoting opera in the form of movies."

"But it must be a Peking Opera director after all? What's the matter with you looking for Director Chen?"

"I know he is very capable and famous. There is nothing wrong with you looking for him, but how can you change Peking Opera at will?"

"Peking Opera is something passed down by our ancestors. How old is he to change it at will?"

"He is young, likes innovation, and loves to change it at will. But what's wrong with you old guys? Why don't you stop him? And let this kind of thing be broadcast! Do you also want to be heretical? Do you still have Peking Opera in your heart? Do you still have us predecessors?"

"Ahem! Ahem, I'm so angry."

Old Ge became more and more angry as he spoke, and his face gradually turned red.

Fang Rong quickly patted his chest, "Mr. Ge, calm down."

Mrs. Fang came out of the kitchen with a fruit plate, put it on the coffee table, and sat on the sofa.

"Mr. Ge, are you talking about Chen Xiao? That kid is very good. He helped our Mr. Fang get an opportunity some time ago."

A few days ago, the Ministry of Culture invited Fang Rong to record a two-hour commentary program.

Although Mr. Fang is a well-known director, he usually works behind the scenes.

It is very rare to cooperate with the Ministry of Culture and appear in front of the camera, which is also good for improving his popularity and status in the industry.

Hearing this, Fang Rong smiled and nodded.

But secretly complained in his heart, stinky boy, backstabbing.

He just Versailles at the post-production base, and the happy vacation was ruined.

What a human being!

Although it is indeed a good opportunity, but...I still want to scold him.

Mr. Ge's mood stabilized a little, but his brows were still furrowed.

He poked the coffee table with his fingers a few times and said word by word: "So what if he knows how to behave? You should have respect for Peking Opera."

"Mr. Ge, don't be angry. He respects Peking Opera very much and donated more than three million to the troupe."

Mr. Ge snorted and laughed, "30,000, isn't that just a show?"

Fang Rong tilted his head helplessly.

The old man has poor hearing and doesn't take care of his health. He is angry every day. He gave in.

He tilted his head and raised his voice: "Mr. Ge, it's three, one, and ten thousand!"

Mr. Ge was stunned for three or four seconds, and his tone suddenly weakened, "Three, three million, that... is quite a lot."

He blinked, reached out to take an apple, rubbed the apple with both hands, and was silent for a while.

After seven or eight seconds, he sat up straight, glanced at Fang Rong, and forced a tough tone, "Donated, donated more than three million, so what? Don't think you can buy me with money. If you want to respect Peking Opera, you shouldn't change it randomly."

Fang Rong laughed secretly in his heart.

How about three million?

Listen to yourself, are you confident enough to speak now?

Although he was laughing secretly, he still had a respectful smile on his face, "Mr. Ge, "Farewell My Concubine" will be premiered soon. Why don't you watch it and give some suggestions, just as if you are guiding the kid."

Mr. Ge was silent for a while before he said, "Okay, it seems that he is still interested in Peking Opera, but he just likes innovation. Then I will give him a chance and guide him."

Fang Rong smiled and agreed, "Yes, guide him."

At the same time

In a hotel in Shanghai.

Two young lovers sat on chairs, with grilled fish, milk tea, and plum soup on the table in front of them.

On the big screen three meters away, an advertisement for a movie channel was playing.

Both of them were fans of Titanic, and were eagerly waiting for Director Chen's new film to be released.

The girl leaned on the boy and said, "It's much more fun to watch it on TV than in the cinema. We can watch it while eating grilled fish. It's so fun!"

"Yes, and you can rest directly after watching it, so you don't have to take a taxi home." The boy smiled and answered, looking forward to the screen in front of him.

Soon, it was eight o'clock.

The screen turned, the advertisement disappeared, and the screen showed a picture of a movie license.

Two seconds later.

In the gray-toned picture, two opera actors walked out.

The person dressed as Yu Ji walked lightly and gracefully.

And the Overlord walked left and right, seeming a little tired, even a little old.

In front of the screen.

The two young lovers did not realize the strange color tone. I was excited and opened the foil on the grilled fish.

I just took a few bites when the screen went dark.

The four red words "Farewell My Concubine" slowly emerged.

The weeping sound of the erhu, mixed with the sound of gongs and drums, instantly gave people a feeling of desolation and loneliness.

The girl stopped the chopsticks in her hand, shuddered, and murmured: "Why is it a bit gloomy? Isn't this a tragedy?"

"It's okay, "Titanic" is also a tragedy."

The boy shrugged and smiled indifferently.

Tragedy is good.

After they watched "Titanic", the girlfriend hugged him and cried for a long time, confessing all kinds of things.

Both of them had tears in their eyes, but their hearts were sweet.

Believe in Director Chen.

Continue eating!

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