After He Sicong heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned. However, because many people were looking at him at this time, he still stopped. However, when he saw the shabby appearance of the young man behind him, he couldn't help but frown slightly and asked:
"Did you call me just now? What's the matter?"
"Yes, I called you!"
Fei Ming saw that He Sicong didn't seem to be as difficult to get along with as the legend said. He immediately took two steps closer and said excitedly: "Yes, I'm the one calling you! That's right, Mr. He, I recently wrote a Script…”
Before Fei Ming finished speaking, he was interrupted by He Sicong and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested. If you poor students don't have the funds to make movies, and you all come to me, if I invest them all, then I'm afraid It’s already bankrupt!”
Fei Ming originally spoke with enthusiasm, but he didn't expect to be rejected by He Sicong. It was hard to accept it for a while. He quickly took two steps and took out a thick stack of A4 paper from the green onion bag with an anxious expression. Put it on He Sicong's hand and said:
"Mr. He, you haven't seen my script yet, how could you reject me so hastily? Please take a good look at my script. I believe you will fall in love with it after reading it. !”
He Sicong was a little impatient at this time. As a result, he only opened the first page and threw the script to the ground, yelling: "Are you kidding me? This is what you call a good script." An animated movie?”
The filmmakers present were all paying attention to the conversation between the two. After seeing Mr. He's reaction, they inevitably frowned at first. However, after hearing He Sicong's words, he immediately showed a relieved expression. There were also many people muttering in low voices:
"Oh, it's no wonder he's angry. This kid is really, too. You said you wrote a bad script? You have to write an animated movie. Now China's animated film industry has been monopolized by foreign countries. If someone occasionally releases an animated film, He is also losing money and making a profit! This is almost an open secret in the circle. Why is this kid still having wild ideas now? "
"Hey, you can't blame him. After all, he is still a recent graduate and has not really experienced the cruelty of reality! In two years, he will understand everything!"
"Master He, I really spent a lot of energy to create this script. You just didn't read the content at all, how could you slander my script like this?"
Fei Ming picked up the script from the ground, appeared in front of He Sicong again, and placed the script in He Sicong's hand.
"Look! I see you are paralyzed!"
He Sicong had been holding back his anger. After seeing Fei Ming stop her so persistently, the anger in his heart inevitably burst out. If I can’t afford to offend that stinky gangster Qin Hao, how can I afford to offend you
He Sicong snatched the script into his hands, smashed it on Fei Ming's chest, and cursed angrily: "It's okay for you to waste your energy, but don't waste my saliva! When you were in school, didn't the teacher Haven’t I told you about the current situation of China’s animated film industry?”
Fei Ming was not strong. After being hit by He Sicong, he stumbled back several steps before he could stand upright. He took several deep breaths before saying, "I just..."
"That's bullshit! How many times have directors tried to save Chinese animated films? But look at it, have any of them been successful?"
At this time, He Sicong pointed at Fei Ming's nose and cursed loudly: "Go and take a look. If you pick any one of these people, that one is better than you! Ask among these great directors here, Who is rushing to make animated movies? I invest in movies to make money, not to feel unhappy!"
Fei Ming felt He Sicong's disdain, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for his script. He opened his mouth at this time, but felt that his mouth was full of bitter taste. Just as he was about to leave in despair, a figure suddenly stopped in front of him and said:
"Show me your script—"
Fei Ming hugged the script in his hand defensively. However, when he saw the person in front of him clearly, an ecstatic smile appeared on his face, and he suddenly lost his voice and said: "Qin... Teacher Qin Hao... it's really you. Teacher Qin Hao? I really admire you so much, can you sign your name for me?"
The filmmakers present couldn't help laughing softly when they saw this scene in front of them. When Fei Ming heard these bursts of laughter, he suddenly blushed and said to Qin Hao apologetically: "I'm sorry, Teacher Qin Hao, I didn't recognize you just now. I was a little too excited for a while. I still hope you can Don’t be offended—”
"It doesn't matter, show me your script."
Only then did Fei Ming realize what Qin Hao was telling him, and he quickly handed the script in his hand to Qin Hao respectfully.
After receiving the script, Qin Hao did not rush to read it. Instead, he found a relatively quiet sofa and sat down, and began to read it seriously.
Many filmmakers at the scene were also aroused by Qin Hao's actions, and they all stared at him intently. Even He Sicong, who had rejected Fei Ming before, was also paying attention to what Qin Hao was going to do.
As time passed by, Fei Ming's hand gradually clenched into a fist. Even his forehead was slightly sweaty, nervous and looking forward to Qin Hao.
Qin Hao looked at it slowly and carefully. Twenty minutes later, Qin Hao closed the script, handed it to Fei Ming, and said with a smile: "Although the dialogue in this script is a bit immature, it can still be modified. If it works well, it can be filmed." Into a movie…”
Before Qin Hao finished speaking, a burst of laughter came from not far away.
"Hahaha - Qin Hao, Qin Hao, do you think you can die if you don't show off? Now there is no market for domestic animated films in the country, and the cake has been divided between Japan and the Americans. You are a filmmaker At a party, if you make such a childish conclusion, aren't you afraid of making people laugh?"
He Sicong walked up to Qin Hao again and said condescendingly: "Besides, do you understand movies? At best, you are just a cross talk talker - oh, no, you can also act in sketches, but after all, you are just a comedian. ?"
After hearing He Sicong's words, many filmmakers at the scene couldn't help laughing. Obviously, their views are no different from those of He Sicong.