Chapter 295 Going to give lectures at film school?

Zhang Yi came to Beijing to meet with the leader, and some people knew about it through some channels.

For two consecutive days, Zhang Yi did not see the chief, but first met many people from film studios, many of whom were directors of film studios.

Zhang Yi, the financial backer in the film industry, came to Beijing, so they naturally wanted to curry favor with them. Although the development of mainland films is not as good as that of Hong Kong, it has also entered a stage of rapid development. In addition to some policies, the development of films in mainland China has also entered a stage of rapid development.

Apart from factors, the biggest problem is probably the funding issue.

Everyone in the film industry knows that Zhang Yi is rich. How little money does a person who can spend two billion US dollars to bail out the market have? Moreover, it is not a secret that Zhang Yi supports the mainland film industry. Ever since he spent hundreds of millions of Hong Kong dollars in Xi'an

You can see it by building a movie theater.

Moreover, Zhang Yi, the original cinematographer of "The Myth", received support from the Chinese Rising Star Director Program initiated by him, and transformed into a director. He shot "Red Sorghum" and also won international awards.

If you can get some funds from Zhang Yi, what kind of film will you shoot?

Of course, even if you can't get Zhang Yi's financial assistance or support, there are great benefits to being familiar with him.

On the third day, a military vehicle picked up Zhang Yi and drove directly to Zhongnanhai.

This was Zhang Yi's first trip to Zhongnanhai, but he looked calm. In the car, Zhang Yi closed his eyes to rest, but suddenly opened his eyes, and at this time the car stopped.

Zhang Yi opened his eyes, not because he sensed that the car was about to stop, but because he felt a familiar breath.

"Master Zhang, you're fine!"

When Zhang Yi got out of the car, Wu Youlong cupped his hands and said.

"Master Wu!" Zhang Yi said, cupping his hands.

"Come with me, the chief is waiting for you." Wu Youlong said directly to Zhang Yi without any nonsense.

"Master Laowu." Zhang Yi said.

As Wu Youlong walked towards a courtyard, he frowned and asked curiously: "Master Wu, why is there no guard at the chief's residence?"

Wu Youlong smiled, his perception of Zhang Yi was clear, and he immediately said: "What danger can there be here? So I am the only guard."

As soon as Zhang Yi heard this, he suddenly realized that this place belonged to the inner courtyard of Zhongnanhai. The security guards on the exterior scenes were checking at all levels, and the danger had been reduced to the freezing point. In addition, Wu Youlong, a powerful boxing guard, there would be no danger.

Of course, if the chief appears, Wu Youlong cannot be the only guard.

When he came to the hall and saw the familiar face looking at him with a smile, Zhang Yi's heart still trembled.

"You are Zhang Yi! Come and sit down, no need to be restrained." The chief said to Zhang Yi in his Sichuan-flavored words.

"Thank you." After all, Zhang Yi is a boxer with Dan Jin training. He has very stable control over his mind.

"Xiao Wu, please sit down too. You and Xiao Zhang should be considered acquaintances." The leader said to Wu Youlong, then looked at Zhang Yi and said, "Xiao Zhang, you don't mind if I call you this."

"Of course!" Zhang Yi smiled and said.

"I'd better stand." Wu Youlong smiled and said.

The leader smiled and did not force anything. Instead, he looked at Zhang Yi and said, "You are a thing. I have heard a lot about you. You are a very good young man. I heard from Xiao Wu that your boxing skills have reached an extremely high level. Haha,

When I was young, I also practiced my two-hand skills, but I have long forgotten them now."

"The chief has a lot of things to do all day long. Those of us who have nothing to do can just practice boxing to pass the time." Zhang Yi smiled and said.

"Xiao Zhang, you are not idle. Otherwise, in just five or six years, you would not have achieved what you have achieved today. Last time I met Mr. Cha, Mr. Huo and others from Hong Kong, they all talked about you. They admire you endlessly."

The leader said with a smile, "If the country has more young people like you, why worry about the country not being strong and the nation not rejuvenating."

"The country will become stronger!" Zhang Yi said calmly, but there was a hint of belief in his tone.

"Xiao Zhang seems to be confident about this, which is good. However, for the country to be strong and the nation to be rejuvenated, we still need the strong support of people like you." The chief said.

"It is our duty to do so." Zhang Yi said.

Zhang Yi was indeed a little nervous when talking to the chief. Although the chief was not a boxing master, not even a boxer, his temperament brought great pressure to Zhang Yi. This kind of pressure was definitely not

What kind of power does a national leader bring?

The pressure of this kind of temperament was conceived by the historical trend that changed the world. It was accumulated bit by bit from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. This kind of temperament cannot be possessed by people with power.

The leader was so approachable in both his words and demeanor, but Zhang Yi could feel from his words the courage of the leaders from that era, how fearless and fearless he was.

Just after the founding of the People's Republic of China, they dared to fight with the United States.

Having just experienced ten years of turmoil, he dared to tell the iron lady of Britain that if Hong Kong cannot be taken back peacefully, it must be taken back by force.

This is the courage of leaders of any era.

Let’s look at what happened next. The embassy was bombed. Let’s protest. Our compatriots were massacred. Let’s protest. People’s planes flew into our own airspace. Let’s protest again...

Zhang Yi is a boxing practitioner, and he has a very high level. He has a deep understanding of essence, energy, spirit, heart, mind, etc. He can feel these differences from the temperament of the leader, but they are also similar to those of boxing practitioners.

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The way to sincerity is to know it beforehand. If you don’t see it or hear it, you will be aware of the danger and avoid it!

Leaders like them, who have emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, don't have a natural awareness of danger.

In the meeting with the chief, although the discussions were all insubstantial, Zhang Yi gained a lot, especially the perception of the invisible and the unheard. He gained a deeper understanding.

"Hey, I'm older. I'm not younger than you. Xiao Wu, please talk to Xiao Zhang for a while." The leader seemed to have talked too much today and was a little tired. After speaking to Wu Youlong, he said to Zhang Yi,

"Xiao Zhang, let's talk to Xiao Wu. You are both boxing masters and should have a common language. Let's have a potluck together later."

Zhang Yi and the chief had lunch together. The meal was not very sumptuous, just home-cooked food, but the nutritional mix was extremely scientific. Zhang Yi knew that the older generation of leaders advocated thrift and were disgusted with extravagance and waste.

Zhang Yi still has deep respect for the leaders of the older generation. Those are the ones who truly serve the country and the people.

Back at the Sun Family Tai Chi Association, Lin Xiao came over and said to Zhang Yi: "Boss, after you left, a man named Zhang Yimou came to see you. It seemed that something happened, so I asked him to come back later.

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"Zhang Yimou?" Zhang Yi nodded and said, "I understand."

In the afternoon, Zhang Yimou came to the door again, and with him was another person who looked to be in his sixties and exuded a sense of culture.

"Mr. Zhang." Zhang Yi said with a smile when he saw Zhang Yi.

"Sit down." Zhang Yi smiled, then looked at the person behind Zhang Yimou and said, "This old gentleman, please take a seat too."

"Mr. Zhang, this is Dean Li of the Beijing Film Academy." Zhang Yi immediately introduced to Zhang Yi.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang. I've seen you for a long time." Dean Li stretched out his hand and said to Zhang Yi.

"Hello, Dean Li! Please sit down." Zhang Yi stretched out his hand and shook it and said.

"I heard that Yimou is familiar with Mr. Zhang, so I shamelessly asked him to bring me here. Please forgive me for disturbing me." Dean Li sat down and immediately said to Zhang Yi.

Dean Li knows that Zhang Yi is legendary in many aspects, but what interests him is Zhang Yi's achievements in movies. Not to mention the box office of his movies in the world, he is the only Chinese who

An Oscar winner deserves his admiration.

"Where! Nice to meet Dean Li." Zhang Yi said with a smile.

"I came here shamelessly to invite Mr. Zhang to give a lecture at the Film School to tell the students in the school about your film ethics. If Mr. Zhang is willing, on behalf of the school, I sincerely hire Mr. Zhang to be the director of the film school.

"Honorary professor of the Beijing Film Academy." Dean Li looked at Zhang Yi and immediately explained his purpose.

When Zhang Yi heard this, he was stunned, and then said with a wry smile: "Dean Li, you are not kidding me. I am just a wild person when it comes to movies. I am not qualified to give lectures to the professional students in your institute. Let alone say anything."

He is an honorary professor. I, Zhang Yi, have not even finished the sixth form."

"Mr. Zhang is too humble. If you are not qualified, then who is?" Dean Li said immediately. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support.
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