"I heard that you have made a plan to train new directors and take them to China to make movies. If the plan is successful, does this mean that more than a dozen English movies will be released in China next year or the year after?" Although Irene still remembers the question about Zhang Yaohui, she was understanding and did not make things difficult for Han Jue. She asked a question that most people were interested in on the scene.

Han Jue replied: "It's hard to say how many movies will be released in the end. This has nothing to do with quality, because I will use the producer to check the quality, and it's not a problem to release it. How many movies will be released in the end depends on how many people choose to stay there after seeing the true face of the Chinese film and television industry."

"How do you say this?" Erin actually guessed the reason, but she asked for it for the audience.

"Because we are destined to encounter more difficulties." Han Jue said: "It is not easy to make movies in itself, but when foreigners go to film movies, they must experience geographic xenophobia and contempt caused by stereotypes, superiority brought by national strength, and cultural barriers that are not our race... These are messy things outside of movies. Although we [Turn] will provide shelter and protection and ensure that the above bullying and injustice will not occur in our company, our company is special. If Americans want to make their own voices in the Chinese film and television industry, they must face those phenomena and fight them."

Han Jue's words are frank.

The studio was quiet. Fortunately, although everyone gritted their teeth, no one would hate the house and blame Han Jue.

Putting this kind of thing [everyone understands] on the table to publicly say that Erin was a little worried that Han Jue would be used by someone who was interested, so she asked the next question before Han Jue described the elephant in the room in more detail:

"What advice do you have for young directors?"

After asking, in order to get rid of the heavy weight of the last minute, she added: "I remember you were asked this question in a Chinese interview program before. The advice you gave at that time was to tell them not to listen to anyone's advice. To be honest, this answer is really not sincere, and you can't say that again today."

Han Jue picked up the teacup beside him, took a sip of water, and said, "I just think giving some general advice is not effective, but also dangerous. Because when you say something, you never know whether it is applicable to all directors or only to yourself."

Erin nodded.

Han Jue said: "Everyone has his own way of making a movie. The best way to help a new director is to choose his works to analyze and criticize them carefully. If necessary, you can argue that one of the two people must learn something. In this way, the so-called suggestions given in front of the screen can only be a panacea like "study hard and improve every day".

"So your [Roat] plan is just to comment on it one by one?" The topic was brought back to [Roat] by Erin.

"Yes." Han Jue nodded.

“Where has this plan been done?”

"Just ended the last round yesterday."

"The last round? How many people participated?"

"Thirty-one. It was originally thirty-two, but one of them left midway, so it was thirty-one."

"You comment on them every time, whether they have advanced or not?"

"Of course." Han Jue said calmly: "The original intention of the [Flame] plan was not to compare who is better, after all, we are not authoritative, but to find a director who is in line with the direction of our company's training. Plasticity and thinking are these. Others were not selected, which does not mean that they are not capable, but they are still very good. They stay in the United States and have the opportunity to get investment from our branch and make movies."

"Thirty-one, and sixteen were picked out in the end," Erin stared at Han Jue and asked, "How many female directors are there?"

Han Jue said: "Eight male directors and eight female directors."

Hearing that the number of male and female directors was average, Erin was surprised and said, "Is it a coincidence? Or..."

Han Jue shook his head: "From the beginning, we decided to have eight male directors and eight female directors, a total of sixteen people."

Erin clapped with a bright smile: "Good job!"

Han Jue knew why Erin was happy.

When the quota of male and female positions was announced at the beginning of eight, the local government in the United States had suggested that the proportion of male directors would be increased, or the number of male directors would be uncertain. Whoever squeezed into the top 16 depends entirely on his ability, because "the proportion of male and female directors is huge."

The reason why Han Jue and Xia Yuan heard the huge difference in the number of people was unanimously determined that the number of female directors must be eight, and the number of male directors must be the same as that of male directors. There must be no more or less. Because movies require women's perspectives and women's voices.

Erin asked: "How are these newcomers? Are they all from directors' professionals?"

Han Jue replied: "Not all. For example, some people used to be screenwriters or actors, and this kind of cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-border cross-

Movies are known as the highest palace of modern art and have indeed gained a rather weird reputation. A large number of people pour in every year, but a considerable number of people do not want to make movies, they just want to enter the film industry. This is actually a completely different matter.

"The love for movies is an important symbol for defining filmmakers." Han Jue said this, remembering Jalens, who was surrounded by sixteen new directors after the last round of [Star] the day before yesterday, was surrounded by sixteen new directors to take photos.

"Among these newcomers, are there any candidates that you are particularly optimistic about?" Erin asked Han Jue.

Han Jue tilted his head and thought for a while, but he didn't know what he thought of, and smiled slightly:

“There are indeed a few.”

...

...

"Nicole!"

"Nicole!!"

Nicole was walking on the road with a box when she suddenly heard someone calling her from behind.

Turning around, I saw a young man with a shoehorn face, strode towards her with a changeable expression.

For a moment, Nicole wanted to leave the box and flee in a panic, shouting for help while escaping. Fortunately, she suddenly remembered that this young man with a shoe-toe face was one of sixteen. She worked in a video rental store, not a director, but her work was unexpectedly good. She still remembered his short film, a gangster police and gangster movie in which everyone was taciturn, and was deeply loved by the big boss Jalens.

The young man with a shoe-horn face ran to Nicole and praised her: "Your short film about divorce is really great! Among the thirty-two short films, your works are at least in the top three!"

"Is there a ranking? Didn't Mr. Han say he was unseen?"

“The ranking in my heart.”

"Oh, thank you." Nicole walked forward without looking sideways, picking up her phone from time to time, and taking a look at the navigation interface above.

Nicole looked like she didn't want to talk, obviously not trying to stop her face. Tan Xing asked with a thrilling look: "How did you think of the theme of divorce? The details inside are so real! By the way, have you got married? Have you ever acted in a movie before? It's so amazing. It's so cool to write, act and direct. I also signed up for a performance study class. Unfortunately, the teacher said I don't have much talent. But it doesn't matter, Teacher Han's acting skills are not good either!"

Nicole finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Can you keep me quiet for a while?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The young man with a shoe horn face finally realized the situation.

"Thank you." Nicole took a deep breath.

The young man with a shoe-horn face changed to a low voice and whispered: "Divorce is really uncomfortable. Although I have never divorced, I also know that because my parents' divorce scenes were very bad before..."

Nicole stopped hard, looked at the young man with a shoe-toed face, thinking about how to deal with this person at once.

"Do you want to be late?" Nicole asked.

The young man with a shoe-toed face was stunned for a moment and shook his head quickly: "No. Punctuality means keeping everything, this is the basic politeness of modern social interaction..."

Nicole quickly stopped the youth's subsequent speech. It was also the basic politeness of modern social interaction. Nicole rolled her eyes in her heart, thinking that the person in front of her didn't understand what politeness was at all.

"I heard that Mr. Han doesn't like someone being late, and I don't want to leave a bad impression on Mr. Han. You may not care about this opportunity, but I can't. I'm divorced, I even have a child to take care of. I just finished my career as a drama actor, and I bet everything on the director's path. I want to break out of my career and prove to my ex-husband that I'm leaving him! If you don't want me to stuff my suitcase into your mouth, shut up and don't distract me, don't make me late." Nicole stared at the young man with a shoe-horned face with a vicious look, "Answer me, can you do it?"

The young man with a shoehorn face nodded repeatedly. He closed his mouth tightly and did not dare to make any sound.

The two finally walked to their destination quietly before the specified time.

The gathering place was a large conference room, with many people already inside. To be precise, all sixteen people arrived except them.

Today is here to sign the contract.

Everyone here has different attitudes. Some are social, and after setting up the quota the day before yesterday, they have exchanged business cards and contact information with each other and become familiar with each other early. Some are huddled alone on the edge of the room, reading or listening to music, silently.

There was always a tense atmosphere in the air. Everyone's voices were light, as if they were afraid of something.

Nicole knows what everyone is nervous and afraid of.

Afraid of Han Jue.

Han Jue is a superstar-like figure in the American entertainment industry. Not to mention that this superstar controls their future and is very difficult to get along with.

Everyone has not forgotten why the thirty-two contestants became thirty-one.

The day before yesterday, Han Jue attended the last round of the selection of the [Star] plan as the general judge.

Everyone was watching works in a cinema. Han Jue commented on these works on the spot. The comments were very pertinent, the words were gentle, and the ideas of the directors were very good at listening to the arrogance of the works. He was not as arrogant as [I am better than you, so I was right]. Han Jue was simply an angel.

Until Han Jue commented on someone’s short film work.

Nicole was confused when watching this short film and was not brought into the story. After watching it, she was full of doubts. Half of it was doubts about the inexplicable plot of the story, and half of it was doubts about the director of the work.

The director is a thin young man with long hair, beard and loose linen clothes, which is very consistent with the traditional image of ordinary people [just looking like art].

After Han Jue watched the movie, he didn't say anything for a while. Nicole guessed that Han Jue swallowed the more direct words back at that time. Han Jue asked the man with long hair if he could see the script of this short film.

The long-haired man smiled flamboyantly and said that he did not need scripts to make movies.

Han Jue rubbed his eyebrows and said that the script is still very important. For movies, the script is like a human skeleton and the foundation of a building. Then Han Jue pointed to the short film on the screen and said that if he was modifying such films that create an atmosphere through light and color, where would he add a few shots to modify the dialogue, control the rhythm, and adjust the structure...

The long-haired man couldn't finish his words, and then he interrupted in depressedly, saying that his personal style was like this and could not be changed. He pursued artistic conception. He was a poet and director, so he was a poet and director, especially a special person, and a special author movie.

Han Jue finally decided not to be accustomed to the other party.

Han Jue turned around and faced other directors in class to tell the negative case: "Theoretically, in the world of movies, poets are more noble than narrators. But at the same time, the worst movies in the history of movies are also from poets, because these people often ignore the role of the script. It is not a mistake to make a movie in a foggy way, but the logic is wrong, which makes the audience lose the drama frequently and makes the audience's intelligence difficult everywhere."

Then, Han Jue no longer said in a suggestive tone how to change it, but instead conducted scalpel-like analysis and criticism on the part that had been photographed.

The long-haired man was embarrassed and angry to death, but obviously, he wanted to kill Han Jue before he died. So he angrily scolded Han Jue: "You know nothing!" After saying that, he began to talk about Han Jue's poor academic qualifications. After talking about the issue of academic qualifications, he began to trace the root of Han Jue's past. He almost planned to blood-open Han Jue's deepest and most personal heart.

Everyone was standing upright when they heard it, and their hearts were raised. They were sincerely worried that Han Jue would rush up and beat someone if he couldn't control himself.

However, Nicole found that Han Jue was always calm and even... a little sleepy?

"Ha" In front of everyone's eyes, Han Jue opened his mouth and yawned inappropriately, and then said lazily: "I'm going to sleep when I hear it. You are here to prove that you are very educated. In fact, this endorsement-style self-certification culture method is not much better than a junior high school student with a mobile phone. When you see something academic, memorize it and remember it in your heart. In the future, you will trap it in and bring it out without thinking. It's like a machine without thinking. I can guess what you are going to say next. Childhood shadows, anxiety attachment personality, original family, father's absence, lack of order, problem subject, Barabala... Grasp a little life story and start a half-baked psychoanalysis. Not to mention your analysis right or wrong, in your spirit, what else can you learn to use for formulas? Just learn programming."

The long-haired man was trembling all over when he heard this, and suddenly picked up the stool and was about to smash it at Han Jue.

Everyone exclaimed and avoided him.

As a result, the chair was swung high, Guan Yi appeared behind the long-haired man at some point, and swept his legs behind his knees like a whip. The long-haired man's anger softened like his legs, and he fell to the ground in an instant. The chair with his hands loosened and his hands hit him.

Han Jue shook his head and just asked Xiao Zhou to call the security guard and asked the security guard to call the police and take the person away.

When the security guard took the long-haired man out of the movie room, Han Jue seemed to have nothing happened and continued to analyze the work. Killing the long-haired man insignificantly was like killing a bug.

Everyone was trembling with Han Jue's aura. Han Jue was no longer an angel in their hearts, but a demon with a kind smile.

Nicole recalled the scene at that time and just took a little bit of the role of a long-haired man. She immediately had a dry throat and began to feel frightened. Even if she had a divorce lawsuit some time ago, she had never made her so scared.

"Click." The door of the conference room opened.

Nicole quickly packed up her expression and mood, and silently recited ten sounds of [Mr. Han] in her heart to avoid shouting [Demon] later.

Other directors also quickly found a seat in front of the long table. Just like a student meeting a class teacher, he looked at the demon at the head of the table without saying a word.

Facing the quiet conference room, Han Jue looked around the conference room and said, "If you arrive, start signing the contract. After signing the contract, everyone will be their own."

Everyone's heart skipped a beat and began to tremble again.
Chapter completed!