Director’s Legend

Chapter 183: [Waving goodbye]

"This weekend, which movie would you choose to watch?" In a show on cbs television in the United States, a host is asking a white girl.

"Of course it is "Painted Skin"!"

"why?"

"I'm very curious about the love story of the oriental people. I heard from my friends that this is a great film, in which there are people transformed into foxes. Oh, that's amazing." The girl chirped.

"OK, I wish you a happy movie."

The host then interviewed a black hip-hop man: "Which movie would you choose to watch this weekend?"

The black man put his hat back on, chewing gum and said, "Oh yeah, of course it is Poseidon, oh yeah, Cheke, there are shipwrecks and love here, and there are 160 million large costs here! Cheke..."

"OK, ok, your song is very nice, I wish you a happy one!"

After being black, the host interviewed a middle-aged aunt: "Which movie would you choose to watch this weekend?"

The aunt's face was shy and shy: "Of course it's the "Mission Impossible 3" of the soup. Our soup is super handsome. Look at the **** face, the strong muscles, and the **** hair..."

"It seems that the three movies have a group of fans support, so let us wait and see who will get it this weekend!"

After all the disturbances, the weekend box office battle finally arrived.

This week, "Mission Impossible 3" was released in 4,056 theaters in North America, "Painted Skin" was also shown in 3,540 theaters, and "Poseidon" was shown in 3,860 theaters. All three movies will be released on a large scale, and this year's summer vacation will be warmed up in advance!

Shao Shuaijun hid in the office of Summit Entertainment in Santa Monica. He wanted to use this time to study the script carefully. But this battle has attracted too many eyes. I don't know who leaked the office phone number, and calls from China have never been interrupted.

"Hey, is it the boss? I'm Master Liu. I wish my boss's "Painted Skin" will kill all quarters in North America and promote my Chinese power!

"Be low-key, just forget it, just grab a weekly champion." Shao Shuaijun said modestly, "By the way, what have you been up to lately? Have you graduated?"

"It's coming soon, I'm going to act on a TV show soon, very busy."

"Well, work hard to get promoted to Xiaohuadan as soon as possible."

After I hung up the phone of Master Liu, Wen Zhang called again: "The boss is mighty! "Painted Skin" is a big hit!"

"Thanks, you also study hard and make progress every day."

Then Fan Bingbing also called: "Director Shao, "Painted Skin" is very good-looking. I hope to get good results in North America."

One by one, they were occupied by phones for almost the whole day, and in the evening, another phone called.

"Hello? Who?"

"I am Liu Yifei!"

"Cici, what's the matter? Congratulations, it's too late, I'm going to sleep soon."

"Cut, don’t bully me, I don’t understand. It’s only evening in the U.S. Okay. Well, first of all, I want to wish your "Painted Skin" a big hit! Then I have to say something from you, my album will be on the market, sony I want to borrow your banner for publicity. I ask if you mind?"

"My banner?"

"Yeah, didn't you write "Su Yan" and sing with you. Now "Painted Skin" is so popular, the theme song "Painting Heart" and the episode "Ten Commandments of Lovesickness" are spread all over the streets and alleys, everyone says you don't But the director’s wizard is also a master of the music scene. With such a high popularity, of course I have to be a friend, otherwise I don’t know what to say.

"Oh, I'm a low-key person, I have to make everyone know that I am talented, it's not good, it's too ostentatious." Shao Shuaijun shook his head, seemingly helpless, and then his voice changed, "Of course, it's gold It will shine everywhere, you can use it to promote it, as long as I don’t want to sing it myself."

"That's it."

"Ok, is there anything else?"

"Well... no more."

"Well, I'm hanging up, I'm going to eat, goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Shao Shuaijun took a deep breath and then spit it out, pursing his mouth and looking out the window. The night in Santa Monica is very peaceful, in contrast to the dimly lit lights of Los Angeles across the sea. Hollywood, there every night, every night, drunk gold fans, like a whirlpool of fame and fortune, attracting countless people to join it.

Shao Shuaijun doesn't like a lively environment, but he never denies that Hollywood has a well-known attraction to him.

As time went by, he moved closer and closer to the temple in his heart.

Even tonight, in North America, in Santa Monica, he has stepped into Hollywood with one foot.

Even if he is not considered a friend or congratulated by someone who is not a friend, he has already realized that stepping on the stone road of Hollywood again is the moment he enjoys the applause. The dream that I didn't even dare to hope in my previous life, two years after rebirth, I did it easily.

Although Shao Shuaijun didn't think this path was easy and easy, he had sweated, he was wronged and lost, and God's favor, coupled with non-stop hard work, made all this at his fingertips.

However, Santa Monica tonight seems so unreal.

Countless people want to share joy with him, to witness a miracle with him, a miracle created by his own hands. It's like when he was a kid when he told his parents that he wanted to be a great scientist, and his parents cooperated and said, son, we are proud of you.

"Be proud of me."

When he walked to the window, Shao Shuaijun looked at the sea at night in a daze.

If there is no rebirth, if there is no suffering.

Who would be proud of him?

I lived like a dog on the set in my previous life, eating boxed lunches full of cabbage gangs and radish roots in a rental house less than ten square meters. I stayed up late to watch the video and record my experience. The next day I went to the set with dark circles under my eyes. I took the wrong shot because of my lack of energy. The director scolded me like my grandson.

Hidden in the corner, no one is proud of him.

When he received a phone call from Dengtian Entertainment, telling him that the director of the new movie was him. He was so excited that he couldn't sleep for a few nights. He was busy for more than a month, from rehearsal to setting makeup, from casting to props, and even almost once Insomnia. Then another call that day shattered all his efforts.

He stood by the road, and no one was proud of him.

He thought that a rebirth, success would make him forget everything, but found that on such a night, the past was like a knife carved on a stone, and the wind could blow off the leaves but not the traces.

"How are you doing these years?"

The dark night is like a layer of background color, so that Shao Shuaijun’s face is clearly reflected on the window: "Holding all of this, have you lived better than before? Those bitter and astringent lives are gone forever. Now, you do Are you ready for a new life? Say goodbye to the past, wave to yesterday, and fly to the dream of the great director!"

Tonight.

You smile at Hollywood.

tomorrow.

Hollywood welcomes you! (To be continued.)

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