The Director of Music Department

"Believe it or not, Ma, I really don't know what Chen Qiang would say!" Meng Jian also regretted it in his heart.

"Lao Ma, you should know that this matter, if you really put aside the Artist Film Association, how much and how bad will it be? Moreover, Mr. Xie is still in the hospital. You said that if he knew about this, he wouldn't be angry. If something is good or bad, you will bear to watch it?" Meng Jian did not hear Ma Qingshan's response, and in turn played a deadly trump card.

Xie Lao, Xie Qinglin, the real only remaining Chinese film elders, founders of the Artist Film Association, in fact, the Artist Film Association did a lot of things in the beginning.

It is a pity that since the older generations have grown old one by one, coupled with market changes, the times are developing. As a result, the Artist Film Association, which was once influential in China, has become a marginal organization.

Xie Qinglin is already ninety years old this year, and basically doesn't care about things, just hangs on the name of a chairman. In fact, he doesn't ask for most things.

"You are so embarrassed to thank you? You have to die of your mind. This matter has been decided. Perhaps the plan will not completely ignore the Artist Film Association. However, it is limited to the participation of the director of the Association. What do you think? Wouldn't you know? Ha ha, die, Wang Yifan is rich, but he is not a fool! Of course, if he is really capable, I will assure you that he will treat him equally." Ma Qingshan hung up the phone directly after speaking.

It is really ugly that the group of people eat.

Moreover, in many cases, in order to attract investment, it can be said that everything is used.

Now that Wang Yifan’s plan is seen, if Ma Qingshan is really soft and let them take advantage of the loophole, Wang Yifan will cancel the plan directly.

That will be really shameful then!

Meng Jian's face is ashen!

Thinking of what is about to happen, such a big piece of cake, such a big influence, the result has nothing to do with him, and the Artist Film Association, he feels distressed for a while.

So he quickly walked out of the house and drove to the nursing home.

He wants to move out of the mountain of Xie Lao to crush Ma Qingshan and Wang Yifan. As long as Xie Laoken comes forward, Meng Jian believes that nothing will be a problem.

Qingsong Sanatorium in Nanshan City.

An old man with white hair was pushed into the sun while sitting in a wheelchair.

At this time, Meng Jian appeared behind the old man and took over as a nurse.

"Xiao Meng is here?" Xie Qinglin was quite happy about Meng Jian's arrival.

"Well, I'll see Mr. Xie you." Meng Jian said.

"Hehe, what can I see as a bad old man? Come on, is there something?" Old man Xie is old, but not stupid.

"Sure enough, you can't hide anything from your old man." Meng Jian said with a smile not taking it seriously.

"You go back, the times have changed, and your thoughts will change accordingly, otherwise, haha." Xie Qinglin shook his head.

Meng Jian immediately understood, Mr. Xie already knew, but he was a little unwilling.

"Old Xie, yes, the Artist Film Association has really disappointed your old man over the years, but this time, it is really different. If it is really left out, then our Artist Film Association will really become a laughing stock, Xie Lao, The Artist Film Association was founded by your older generation of filmmakers, don't you have the heart to watch it..." Meng Jian said.

"You guys, do it for yourself, I'll talk about it on the little horse's side, but this is the last time, and don't be happy too early. This time, it's a good thing. I will let the old horse join the artist. This plan is being carried out in the name of the Film Association, but you should not reach out, okay?" Xie Qinglin said flatly.

He is already over ninety years old, and everything has long been seen thoroughly. Who is Meng Jian and who is Ma Qingshan? He naturally has a foundation in his heart. How could he really be fooled by Meng Jian in a few words? ?

"But..." Meng Jian still didn't give up.

"Xiao Meng, I'm tired, you can go back." Xie Qinglin closed his eyes and drove away.

...

The literary film support plan, don’t look at this plan, it’s destined to be impossible to make money like the Rising Stars Project, but the influence is not bad at all, so Lin Husheng has no opinion.

Soon, Wang Yifan gathered a group of old friends to discuss this plan.

Including Lin Husheng, Chen Hanming, Yang Long, Chen Shaojun, Xu Cang, Li Mingjuan, Ma Qingshan and others.

"First of all, we need to set the purpose of this plan and the objects of support." Ma Qingshan quickly entered the role.

"Teacher Ma, you have the most say in this regard, and you are also responsible for the project, so you can speak freely." Wang Yifan smiled.

"First of all, I think the purpose of this plan should be distinguished from ordinary film support plans. Moreover, this plan is not limited to new directors. I think everything is still project-oriented. First of all, this project needs to go through Auditing requires directors who want to get support to explain their own ideas and what the film wants to express..." Ma Qingshan talked honestly.

"This is no problem, but, Director Ma, if this is the case, then a review team must be formed to complete this work. Do you have a suitable candidate?" Wang Yifan asked with a smile.

If this review team follows Ma Qingshan's idea, then the power is very large, and the people who need it must also be more prestigious. Such people are hard to find.

"I think we can work on this project with people from several major film and art universities..." Ma Qingshan said.

Wang Yifan nodded and said, "That's okay, but you still need the horse guide to find specific candidates."

"Let me say a few words too!" Ouyang Ming, the person in charge of the new star, also raised his hand.

"First of all, what is the scale of this plan? What is the support? What is the amount of support for each film?" Ouyang Ming asked.

"The scale of the plan, or you don't do it, don't be too stingy to do it, well, one hundred million a year, the investment for each film should be no more than three million! What do you think?" Wang Yifan groaned for a moment.

Ma Qingshan frowned. He didn't think it was less than 100 million a year, but that the investment in a movie was no more than 3 million, which made him feel a little less.

"Will the upper limit of three million be less?" Ma Qingshan asked.

"Three million is a lot, Director Ma, although we say that even if one hundred million a year, we will lose it completely, but you have to know that everything needs to be in accordance with the laws of the market. Three million makes a movie, and it is still a literature and art. Movies, I think most films are enough, but if you want to make literary films survive in the market, you must strictly control the cost, otherwise... Once there is no support, then literary films themselves cannot If a virtuous circle is formed, then this support plan will lose its meaning." Wang Yifan said indifferently.