The novel "Yellow Earth" conquered Chen Kaige's heart and made him anxious.
He wished he could graduate soon and direct the filming of this movie.
Chen Kaige believed that this was caused by his own sense of mission. He felt that no one could make this movie well except himself.
Unfortunately, he had never been to northern Shaanxi, and could only imagine from the meager image data in the book. He felt that among the people he knew, if it was Zhang Yimou from the Department of Photography, he would definitely be able to do it. It expresses the picture he needs very well.
Just because he is optimistic about Zhang Yimou's talent does not mean that he likes this person, because they are not in the same circle at all.
Chen Kaige's father is a famous director in China, and he majored in directing, so he is truly a proud son of heaven.
And what about Zhang Yimou?
A farmer, a bumpkin from Shaanxi, this kind of person knows what movies are and what art is?
What's more, he has an old look on his face. Sometimes Chen Kaige can't help but wonder if Zhang Yimou is faking his age.
It is obvious that there is only a two-year age difference between the two, but when they are compared, some people believe that they are one round behind.
Despite his prejudices, Chen Kaige still admitted that this country bumpkin from Shaanxi had some talent in photography. In order to take good photos of his Virgo, he was willing to reluctantly cooperate with Zhang Yimou.
But only this time.
He watched "Yellow Earth" again and thought of his father.
Speaking of which, the first movie his father participated in was a movie about the revolution in northern Shaanxi. Chen Kaige has not yet graduated from university. When he was considering his graduation project, he became very interested in this film about northern Shaanxi. He didn't know that it was God's will.
After a moment of emotion, he left the dormitory with this copy of "Harvest" and went to visit Zhang Yimou. Lao Zhang is from Shaanxi, and you may be able to learn more local stories and information from him.
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At this time, at Shuimu University, a man and woman who appeared to be lovers were sitting under a big tree with a crown like a canopy. The ground is covered with lawn. Although the weather is getting colder, the campus is still green.
"Give."
"so much?"
"Hmph, I have to sign it today."
"You might as well kill me!"
"Cuckoo."
A howl sounded, startling many birds perched on the canopy of the tree.
"Haha, that's a nice thought. If I kill you, who will sign it for me?"
This suspected couple is Jiang Yulou and Tang Yuewen.
The reason why Jiang Yulou was wailing was because Tang Yuewen came with a mission. The many poetry collections in front of him that needed his signature one by one were Tang Yuewen's mission.
After signing a few books dejectedly, Jiang Yulou couldn't help but ask: "Yue Wen, why do you want so many signed poetry books?"
He noticed that these books were all new, with no signs of being turned over at all.
"Of course it was sold for money!" Tang Yuewen replied confidently.
"puff."
Jiang Yulou almost spat out blood. He smiled bitterly and said, "You sold me for a little money?"
Tang Yuewen wrinkled her nose delicately and said, "This is not a small amount of money. Do you know that your signed poetry collection is very valuable in the market?"
"As long as it comes with your signature, people will buy a poetry book even if the price doubles. All the money I saved is used to buy poetry books. You have to sign your name honestly, so that I can make a lot of money. One stroke.”
She then clenched her little fists and warned: "If you delay making money, be careful of my big fists."
Looking at the girl's delicate fists, Jiang Yulou almost laughed out loud. But at any rate, he was not a straight man. He knew that now was not the time to seek death, so he quickly held his breath and gathered his breath, almost suffocating himself to death.
"Okay, okay, can't I sign it?" Jiang Yulou raised his hands in surrender.
Alas, how could such a good girl become a money-obsessed person?
After Jiang Yulou's wrists ached from signing, he finally finished signing the pile of poems in front of him.
"Has uncle's work yielded results recently?"
Tang Yuewen said confusedly: "I don't know. I rarely go home, and even if I go back, I can't see my dad. I just heard from my mother that he is still in the learning stage. I don't know when he will be normal."
"That's it." Jiang Yulou nodded thoughtfully.
"I haven't congratulated you yet."
"What's wrong?"
"The collection of poems is very popular, and your second novel is also out of the circle."
Jiang Yulou suddenly became interested, "How can I say that even the talented women in Shuimu like my novels?"
"Quite popular." Tang Yuewen nodded and added, "Many female classmates in school now regard Cuiqiao as their idol."
Jiang Yulou quickly understood, "Is it because Cuiqiao resisted the arranged marriage?"
"Many female classmates in our school also come from rural areas." Tang Yuewen whispered.
"ah."
Jiang Yulou held his chin and thought deeply. In fact, let alone this era, even in later generations, arranged marriages still exist.
But what’s interesting is that arranged marriages are less common among the lower class, and more common among the wealthy and even wealthy classes.
"They are right." Jiang Yulou affirmed the Shuimu girls' behavior of treating Cuiqiao as their idol.
He wants to be with Tang Yuewen in the future, and he must support the resistance to arranged marriages.
It can't be said that he has a villain's heart, just for true love, some things cannot be ignored.
"Sure enough, I knew you were different from ordinary people."
Tang Yuewen laughed happily, and cute dimples appeared on her face.
Jiang Yulou resisted the urge to pinch her nose, smiled faintly, and said, "Do they know that the two Jiang Yulou are the same person?"
"Of course I don't know." Tang Yuewen smiled proudly, shaking her head like a rattle.
Jiang Yulou said regretfully: "Oh, it's a pity. I also want to have more fans."
"Hmph, you're a big radish." Tang Yuewen pouted and muttered unhappily.
Jiang Yulou deliberately teased: "What did you say?"
"Nothing." Tang Yuewen shook her head.
She didn't want to tell the truth and make him proud.
Jiang Yulou felt proud, but kept a calm expression on his face, and continued: "If my identity is exposed in the future, you can be the president of my fan club at Shuimu University."
Tang Yuewen was confused. She knew what the president meant, but what was the fan support club?
After she asked her question, Jiang Yulou explained:
"Fans is the transliteration of English fans, and support clubs are a smaller version of political support groups. But as far as I am concerned, they are fan organizations, used to increase my popularity."
"Okay, you still want a fan club!" When Tang Yuewen heard this, she felt something was wrong, and she pouted and was about to take action.
Jiang Yulou jumped up quickly and dodged her attack, "Oh, I was just joking."
Tang Yuewen didn't listen. This bastard was so irritating!
The figures of the two fighting in the sun danced in the afterglow, like a beautiful oil painting, full of vitality and vitality.
