"Hello everyone, I am director Zhao Chengwen. I am now in a grassland roasted whole beef restaurant. The cow in front of me is heavier than the two of me. This is the first time in my life that I have encountered this kind of dinner.

There is also a silly boy pointing his cell phone at me. I am panicking now. What should I do? Wait online, urgent!"

"Hahaha... Director Zhao, you are so funny." Han Lan smiled and moved the camera away from her phone, simply cut her hair and uploaded it to her Dou Shou account.

Zhao Chengwen rolled his eyes, looking at the roasted whole beef in front of him and suddenly unable to eat it.

Fortunately, the assistant next to him was very sensible and helped him cut a few pieces and handed them to him.

Zhao Chengwen finally understood why Han Lan asked him to call the makeup artist, stylist, assistant director, cameraman, and so on.

Such a big cow can't be eaten by just a few of them!

However, Zhao Chengwen felt much better after taking a bite.

Although the skin of this beef is roasted and crispy, the meat inside is very tender and locked in juice, which makes chewing it very enjoyable for your taste buds.

At this time, he turned around and looked at the roasted whole beef lying on the table with its butt facing him, and immediately felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.

It is also a pleasure for the taste buds, but roasting the whole beef is more visually satisfying than frying the steak.

If you are used to eating in high-end and exquisite restaurants, it is a good experience to suddenly switch to a rough style.

Zhao Chengwen chewed carefully and nodded silently: "Han Lan, you still know how to eat."

Han Lan was gnawing on a large piece of beef shank. She smiled when she heard Zhao Chengwen's words, and then recommended enthusiastically: "Director Zhao, you can't slowly cut the roasted beef piece by piece like you eat a steak.

To eat, you have to pick it up and chew it like me, that’s how good it feels!”

"..." Zhao Chengwen rolled his eyes and let him figure it out for himself.

Do you think I am a young man in his early twenties like you?

If you are really chewing like this, do you still want my teeth?

"Han Lan, tell me about your company's movie. Doesn't your company have its own director? Why did you suddenly think of finding another director to take it?" Zhao Chengwen asked.

"Oh, that's it, Director Zhao. Our company will start shooting two movies at the same time after this year, and currently the company only has one movie to cover."

"..." Zhao Chengwen.

These days, other directors have movies but no money to make them. Is it okay if yours doesn’t have enough directors?

"Director Zhao, you don't have any other scenes to shoot after the Spring Festival Gala, right? Why don't you come over and take a look? Then we'll give you a friendly price?" Han Lan asked tentatively.

"You brat, this is the price of friendship?" Zhao Chengwen couldn't help laughing and scolding.

Han Lan smiled and heard Zhao Chengwen ask again: "What kind of movie is it about? Is there a script?"

"em... modern, fantasy, love, that's about it. It's a literary film. The script has been written. I can send you a synopsis later if you want."

"Modern? Magic? Love?" Zhao Chengwen looked at him strangely.

Why does it smell like a bad movie?

"How about Director Zhao? Are you interested?"

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"em... Han Lan, you know, I am good at making costume films, but this is modern, magical and romantic. I can't handle it. And it's also a literary film. I'm almost ten years old.

I have never made a pure literary film." Zhao Chengwen declined politely.

It's one thing not to trust this film, but the main thing is that he is indeed famous for making period films.

"Director Zhao, it's okay, we can change the script! We can change the background of the movie to ancient times!"

Han Lan didn't give up and persuaded again: "Director Zhao, our film is going to participate in this year's Cannes Film Festival. Are you sure you won't consider it anymore? How about you read the script first?"

When Zhao Chengwen heard this, he was sure it was a bad movie.

God damn modern background changed to ancient times?

And also going to the Cannes Film Festival?

"Ahem, Han Lan, different eras have different styles, so it's better not to make major revisions to the script." Zhao Chengwen said seriously.

Han Lan nodded very well.

Of course he knew this, but he finally came up with such a suitable movie for an encore. It turned out that directors Yang Jie and Wang Qiang were both making military action movies and couldn't handle this at all.

So I thought I might as well find someone like Zhao Chengwen to shoot a costume film.

Moreover, I have become quite familiar with working with Zhao Chengwen during this period, so I wanted to come over and give it a try.

Zhao Chengwen glanced at him, but after all, he was soft-spoken. After thinking about it, he seemed to think of a director, so he recommended to him: "Han Lan, according to the style of the film you mentioned so far, I thought of a director.

, I guess you know him too."

"who?"

"Pan Yue."

"Director Pan?" Han Lan remembered.

There is indeed such a director that he has worked with, and he worked with them on "The Age of Escape" before.

"But doesn't he make science fiction movies? And it's the kind of hard science fiction..." Han Lan wondered if Zhao Chengwen wanted to get rid of him.

Although many science fiction films in China are currently in the fantasy style, Pan Yue is obviously not that kind of director.

There is still a big gap between the style of hard science fiction and the style of fantasy, especially the gap in some concepts and thinking. It is better to find a director of costume dramas to film it.

If we compare it to liberal arts and sciences, both magic and costume can be classified as liberal arts, but hard science fiction is science.

Zhao Chengwen also saw his concerns and explained with a smile: "Although Pan Yue is a hard science fiction film, he started his career in urban literary films, and he also made many modern romance films in the early days. But as for magic...

…em, to be honest, if you want to find a reliable director who can make fantasy films in China, there really isn’t one.”

There is no need for Zhao Chengwen to bluff him on this point. Don't look at a bunch of science fiction films that have the feeling of being a fantasy film, but to put it bluntly, they are just random shots. Anyone who has some fifty-cent special effects dares to claim to be fantasy or science fiction.

After hearing what he said, Han Lan couldn't help but think about it seriously.

Zhao Chengwen added: "You can go back and take a look at his early films. They are all quite good and he has won many awards at domestic film festivals. But I am not sure whether he can still control it after so many years.

Art films.

Nowadays, many major domestic directors no longer make literary and artistic films. They are used to making large-scale investment films. If you make a literary and artistic film with a large investment and make one, you will lose one. So, if Pan Yue does not accept this film, you may have to consider those.

If you are a new director, you can ask Pan Yue if he knows anyone. There are actually many outstanding young directors."

"Well, okay, thank you, Director Zhao. I'll have someone contact Director Pan later to take a look."

Han Lan no longer hesitated, and smiled as he took off a leg of beef and gave it to Zhao Chengwen: "Come on, Director Zhao, don't be so formal, take a bite of the leg of beef!"

"..." Zhao Chengwen.
Chapter completed!