msmithbooks Chapter 53: I failed every time.
Chapter 53: I failed every time.
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No.
Absolutely not.
Rocco was the first to express his refusal, stating that he would never agree to open up the Hong Kong Film Awards.
His attitude infuriated Wang Jing and Lin Chaoxian, who had been planning to move north.
Relying on his father's seniority, Wong Jing didn't bother with Lo Chi-jui and went straight for the jab.
"President Luo, everyone needs to eat; we can't all starve to death."
"Everything is negotiable; nothing is impossible."
"That's right, Fatty Wang is right."
Derek Yee responded with a slight smile and said calmly, "The Hong Kong entertainment industry is now in decline, its glory days are over. With the few films produced each year, let alone the production crews and lower-level actors, even we can't make a living."
"The mainland has developed very well in recent years, and the film industry is also thriving."
For Hong Kong films to survive, there's only one way: to expand northward.
"Of course, I don't usually do many productions, so I can go north later. Someone only does one film a year, so their heart has probably already flown over there."
Derek Yee spoke eloquently, succinctly pointing out the predicament of the Hong Kong entertainment circle, while also taking a jab at Wong Jing.
The two had never gotten along and had long disliked each other.
Wong Jing glanced at Derek Yee and spat, "You don't just not make enough films, you flop too many times."
"If you don't head north to beg for alms, you'll be the first one to starve to death."
After saying that, he ignored Er Dongsheng, whose eyes were blazing with anger, and turned to look at Lin Chaoxian and Chen Kexin.
What do you two think?
What do you think?
Of course I'll go! Who would complain about the size of the mainland market or that mainland coal bosses are rich and foolish?
The two nodded slightly, raising both hands in agreement to head north in search of food.
Deep down, the two even planned that if you don't go, they will sneak off to the mainland.
A meeting about whether Hong Kong's entertainment industry should expand to the mainland and whether the Hong Kong Film Awards should be allowed to operate there was held in the living room.
Ultimately, the meeting yielded no results.
Despite Jackie Chan's best efforts, he couldn't persuade those old fogies in the Directors Guild, and in anger, he slammed the door and left.
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Hua Yi...
Nicholas Tse received a "not bad" review and left Huayi Brothers in a huff.
Back in his van, he called his agent, Huo Wenxi.
"Mani".
"Tingfeng, are you done with your audition?"
"Hmm... the chances are slim."
Xie Tingfeng sighed as he recalled Fang Yi's expression after the audition.
On the other end of the phone, Huo Wenxi smiled and offered words of comfort to his younger brother, who was both his student and friend.
"It's nothing, it was just a test."
"Huayi is a film and television giant in mainland China. The fact that they are willing to accept you means that the turmoil of last year is gradually dissipating. Go to the mainland more often. Remember, the mainland is the motherland and your home."
"Haha, my Miss Huo, I know more about this than you do. Patriotism is an instinct and a duty. The motherland is the motherland, and the mainland entertainment industry is the mainland entertainment industry. I'm not confused."
"That's right. With this kind of intention, I believe the Chinese entertainment industry will welcome us sooner or later."
"Okay, that's settled for now."
Nicholas Tse hung up the phone, revealing a charming smile. His previous sullen and unhappy expression completely disappeared as the call ended.
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Auditions continue for "Taken".
After trying out several supporting roles, Fang Yi felt it was about right, so he opened the script for the male lead and waved to his employees.
"Go and inform the actor who auditioned for the lead role to prepare."
"Okay, director." The employee replied and quickly left.
Three minutes later.
The conference room door was pushed open, and Chen Daoming walked in with a cheerful smile.
As soon as he entered, he greeted us with a fist and palm salute.
"Director Fang, Brother Yuan, General Manager Wang, and both directors, hello."
"Hello, Uncle Ming."
"Brother Chen, you're still as dashing as ever..."
As soon as this person entered, the atmosphere in the meeting room immediately became cheerful and harmonious.
Even Wang Zhonglei, who had been unhappy about Chen Daoming leaving Huayi, was now smiling and showing no arrogance whatsoever.
The relationship between Uncle Ming and Wang Jinghua is far too solid.
It is truly unwise to be angry at a big name like Chen Daoming!
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Fang Yi had someone bring Chen Daoming a stool and handed him a script.
"Uncle Ming, your age is suitable for the lead role, but there is a gap in your appearance."
"Take a look first, then we'll perform the part with the red line drawn on it later."
"Okay, thank you, Director Fang."
Chen Daoming appeared relaxed, wearing a friendly smile, and neither confirmed nor denied Fang Yi's reminder.
He was outside just now, and after receiving the introduction to the male lead's role, he wasn't optimistic about today's audition.
Fang Yi's reminder was correct; the image and temperament required for the male lead, Jiang Fang, were too different from his own.
But since he'd already come all this way, it wouldn't be his style not to give it a try.
Whether there are dates or not, you can still make a bet!
With this in mind, Chen Daoming calmed down and focused on the script.
"I don't know who you are, and I don't know what you want. If you want ransom, I can tell you I have no money."
But I have some special abilities, which I've honed over my long career, abilities that can make you and your companions wish you were dead.
If you release my wife and daughter now, this matter will end here. I will not look for you or hunt you down.
But if you don't let go, I will find you, I will definitely find you.
"I will kill you!"
A long passage of text caught his eye on the A4 paper.
Chen Daoming took a light breath, closed his eyes, and quickly organized the dialogue structure in his mind. He also drew upon his profound acting skills to find scenes that resembled the male lead Jiang Fang's personality and temperament.
Acting experience, movie-watching experience, real-life experience.
Different images flashed by quickly, which he eliminated one by one, until finally only one image of an indoor basketball court remained.
Black Hole, Nie Mingyu.
This character is somewhat similar to Jiang Fang, not much, but enough.
"We can begin."
Chen Daoming adjusted himself slightly, slowly opened his eyes, stood up and took three steps back.
In an instant, Fang Yi and the others noticed that his demeanor had changed.
A sinister and murderous aura emanated from his brows, then disappeared into the depths of his eyes as he took three steps back.
Acting skills, that's what acting skills are all about!
The meeting room fell silent instantly. Everyone held their breath, even though they knew Chen Daoming wasn't a good match for the male lead. They could still enjoy a top-notch acting performance.
Three minutes later.
After trying it out twice, Chen Daoming stopped performing and shook his head regretfully.
"No, Nie Mingyu is too dark-minded, his emotions are unpredictable, and he takes things too seriously. He doesn't fit the role of Jiang Fang."
Fang Yi nodded in agreement upon hearing his words.
Jiang Fang appeared calm and collected, seemingly worried about the safety of his wife and daughters, but in reality, he possessed both a fierce heart and a gentle heart.
His approach to things is completely different from Nie Mingyu's tendency to explode at the drop of a hat.
In the past three minutes, although Uncle Ming tried his best to control himself from exploding, the anger and violence hidden in his voice could still be heard when he delivered his lines.
That was anger over the safety of his wife and daughters, which had to be expressed.
Yet, it was precisely this anger, which Uncle Ming portrayed with such weight and authority, that made his words carry immense power.
It was as if a husband or father was talking to the kidnappers, but rather a high-ranking boss assigning tasks to his subordinates.
It's a ghost!
"Uncle Ming's imperial demeanor is a bit too much."
Fang Yi pondered for a moment, thinking to himself that the other person was indeed unsuitable.
After sitting for a while, Chen Daoming took his leave.
As he left the meeting room, his nonchalant expression left the other artists puzzled.
Next, middle-aged actors such as Huang Xiaoming, Deng Chao, Chen Kun, Hu Jun, and Lu Yi took the stage one after another.
No one satisfied Fang Yi. Apart from Hu Jun, who was listed as one of the candidates, all the others were rejected on the spot.
An hour later.
"Director Fang, Eighth Master, and all the bosses."
A clear voice reached everyone's ears.
A tall, capable figure pushed open the door and strode towards everyone, exuding an aura of integrity and masculine hormones.
As the figure approached, his handsome and radiant face revealed a hint of humility as he bowed slightly to the people sitting behind the long table.
"Hello, I'm Zhao Wenzhuo!"