I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 52 051. Warriors and Poetry

"Teacher Yu, where are we going?"

After getting in the car, Xu Xin directly clicked on Audi's on-board navigation.

His car is a high-end car with navigation inside.

Then I heard Yu Zhen say:

"Olympic Building. Do you know?"

"have no idea……"

Xu Xin shook his head, poked at the navigation for a while, found the navigation interface, clicked a few times and asked:

"this?"

"...Haidian North Fourth Ring Road?"

Yu Zhen was speechless when she saw this location, but she still nodded:

"This should be it."

"Um."

Xu Xin started the car directly.

Yu Zhen's family lives in the southern part of the city, beyond the Third Ring Road. And now I want to go to the North Fourth Ring Road, HD District... Looking at that place, it is almost to Tsinghua University, it is indeed a bit far.

Xu Xin didn't care, he just ran away.

As a result, as soon as I left the community and turned a few times onto the ring road, I heard Yu Zhen ask:

"I'll take you there in a moment. You can shout whatever you want, and then don't ask any more questions, and don't keep staring at others. Be polite and humble, okay?"

"……ah?"

Xu Xin was stunned for a moment, but he immediately came to his senses and asked subconsciously:

"celebrity?"

Yu Zhen nodded:

"Well...although I don't know who will be there today, there is someone you definitely know."

"Who?"

"Zhang Yimou."

"..."

In an instant, a melody appeared in Xu Xin's mind for no apparent reason:

"His uncle and his second uncle beat him like his uncle, and the big bench and the small pole beat like wood. Wood~his uncle~..."

He didn't know where the melody came from, but it was more of some pictures... and a mixture of suonas, wine jars, and tall red lanterns...

I also understood why Teacher Yu said these things to me.

but……

"Teacher Yu, do you believe me when I say I don't chase stars?"

Yu Zhen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was stunned:

"What? You don't like him?"

"I can't say whether I like it or not, but I'm very happy."

"Why?"

"After all, that's Director Zhang. I can learn a lot from just a little bit of stuff coming out from between my fingers~"

Xu Xin smiled with emotion, but immediately added:

"But from what you're saying, today shouldn't be an occasion for small talk, right?"

"clever."

After feeling satisfied with her student's attitude from hearing that she was going to see Zhang Yimou to now, Yu Zhen praised her and felt relieved.

She was actually quite afraid that the child would get close to Zhang Yimou like a groupie when he saw him... That would be really embarrassing. And this was the main reason why she had to tell Xu Xin in advance who she was going to see.

I'm afraid that the child will be too excited and embarrass himself.

Now I feel a lot more relieved, so I don’t mind saying more:

"Yes, I went today because I was called by Director Ma Xingmin, one of the producers of the opening and closing ceremonies of the Olympic Organizing Committee. It was supposed to be next Monday, but who knows how it ended up today. Director Zhang is back, Director Ma called people from various project teams to have a meeting... This meeting was held so hastily, I think there must be some news."

"...What does the news refer to?"

"..."

Yu Zhen was silent for a moment, then said:

"Who will win the opening and closing ceremonies?"

"Um?"

Hearing this, Xu Xin was shocked at first.

But immediately an even greater surprise emerged:

"Isn't it right?"

"how?"

"...Teacher Yu, haven't you seen the closing ceremony of the Athens Olympics?"

"You're talking about the eight minutes of darkness, right?"

Yu Zhen's eyes were a little helpless.

"Eight Minutes of Darkness" is a topic that is definitely not unfamiliar to people in China, which is about to host the Olympic Games.

It’s about the closing ceremony of the Athens Olympics that year in Yanjing, the country that will host the next Olympics.

This is the program flow of the Olympic Games. During the closing ceremony, the organizers of each Olympic Games will ask people from the next host city to perform a program of a few minutes to attract audiences from all over the world. By then, the Olympic flag will be on The previous host city comes down and is passed on to the next city.

Then do a performance.

The 8-minute performance that year was choreographed by Zhang Yimou.

Striving to show the elements of the Chinese dynasty, the opening performance was a lively dance performed by a group of girls wearing short cheongsams with erhu, pipa and waist drums, and the music was "Jasmine".

The cheongsam patterns worn by these girls are modeled on the Northeastern cotton-padded jackets, colorful... they bounce and dance, and then a girl wearing brocade clothes performs double-flower acrobatics, followed by a group of people on stilts holding high Red Lantern, plus some Tai Chi, opera and so on...

Let's just say it's a hodgepodge.

looks good?

Perhaps it looks good to foreigners, because what Zhang Yimou shows is actually a foreigner's understanding of the Chinese dynasty.

But the Chinese side is in trouble.

There was a lot of curses.

Overwhelming.

Words like old-fashioned, vulgar, old-fashioned, and prejudice, whether used by people inside or outside the circle, are really vicious.

Originally, Zhang Yimou was one of the symbols that could represent the Chinese dynasty in overseas film circles. With the addition of movies such as "Hero", "Red Lantern", and "Red Sorghum", the public's expectations for him were simply high.

But as soon as those eight minutes came out, many people were like a girl in a skirt who had her skirt lifted up, revealing the fig leaf that made people angry.

The roar of mountains and tsunami of curses came one after another.

Thus, the term "Eight Minutes of Darkness" came into being.

It has become an indelible pain in many people's understanding of the Olympic Games.

After hearing Yu Zhen's words, Xu Xin nodded:

"right."

"...Then what do you think of that program?"

"Well……"

Xu Xin was thinking while driving.

After about half a minute, he said:

"I think it's okay. As far as the quality of the program is concerned, the Chinese elements shown in those eight minutes are enough to attract the attention of foreigners. Because the closing ceremony's performance was originally designed to attract foreigners, and it can't be shown to us. Something. From this point of view, there is nothing wrong with it. Isn’t this what foreigners know about us? The Yanjing Opera, the red lanterns, ancient costumes, etc... These are our artistic symbols abroad. So, From that point of view, I think it’s okay.”

"Then why are there so many people scolding me?"

"It's because the culture is not confident."

Xu Xin shook his head slightly:

"I've also scolded him. I think Director Zhang's stuff is too vulgar. Our country is not like that at all. But now that I think about it...it's only eight minutes, and the purpose is to arouse everyone's interest, so don't you have to follow others' instructions? . This is probably what it means to trick pigs into killing them, right? But the Olympic Games means too much to us. The common purpose of everyone is to tell the world about our culture, history, heritage, and the earth-shaking changes we have now The change……

We lack this. You see, we usually perform a big Yangko dance during the Chinese New Year, but people don’t think it’s a big deal. It is an artistic treasure left by our ancestors. Even if you don’t like it, you still find it lively and festive. But when we meet foreigners and are involved in history, everyone is holding back their anger and trying to make the world see a different version of us. As a result...when I saw the eight-minute performance, I realized that none of it was what I wanted...it would be strange if it didn't blow up. "

At this time, Yu Zhen was really impressed by Xu Xin.

Because this knowledge is also her idea.

She thought so too.

It is true, I have to admit, Director Zhang cannot do this in front of the people of the country.

Wrong road.

We should show what is new, not what is old.

But according to her understanding, after the performance, many people rushed backstage to shake hands with Director Zhang.

Tell him personally:

"You have aroused our interest in going to China."

To put it bluntly, in those eight minutes, Director Zhang gave foreigners what they wanted to see.

So foreigners are very satisfied.

But he didn't give his people what they wanted to see, so they all scolded him.

That's the truth.

It has nothing to do with right or wrong. In the final analysis, it is what my student said:

"Culture is not confident."

She was convinced.

but……

"So you think Director Zhang will not be accepted by the Olympic Organizing Committee?"

"Um."

Xu Xin nodded:

"After all, I was scolded so badly. Just to be on the safe side, I should replace him with someone else."

"Then who can I replace?"

Yu Zhen asked back, and then followed this question:

"At this time, what we need are real warriors, right?"

"Yeah, indeed."

Xu Xin feels the same way:

"Director Zhang can still move forward at this time. This is enough to be admired. However... I still feel that there is not much hope. I heard that many big directors have submitted their plans. That "Crouching Tiger" Li An from "Hidden Dragon" is here."

"It's submitted..."

Yu Zhen curled her lips disdainfully:

"But the problem is that some people submit plans that really want to host an Olympic Games that will be remembered by the world, while some people are just here to mess around... As you can imagine, there is a director who is also an internationally famous director. When we got to the pre-selection site and started explaining the plan, did we just read a poem?”

"……What?"

Xu Xin was stunned:

"poetry?"

"Yes, poetry."

Maybe he was drunk, or maybe he really couldn't stand this kind of person.

Yu Zhen's face was full of sarcasm:

"Here he comes, go on stage, write a poem, and come off stage. You tell me, is he here to make plans? Or is he just here to mess around and give an explanation to the audience? He just read a poem. Can you imagine that scene? The Olympics. , that’s right. Even if you perform a large-scale stage play, you can still show your sincerity, right? But no, it’s just a poem, no plans, no ideas, just read the poem and leave. Tell me, who is this kind of person?"

"..."

Xu Xin slowly frowned.

He didn't believe it.

But I don’t even believe that the teacher would lie.

so……

Is it true?

Is there really someone who, on the eve of this grand ceremony when people all over the country are looking forward to being proud and proud, when the country needs relevant talents the most, reads a poem and then... runs away?

Where did this stupid comment come from?

Are you scared?

"Who is this person?"

Xu Xin asked.

Yu Zhen didn't answer, just smiled disdainfully.