In the first month of the year, Song Weiyang followed his parents and family to visit his grandmother who had died of illness for decades.

The cemetery is on a small earth slope in the suburbs of Shenghai. The tombstone is a little damaged, but it should be taken care of by someone every year, and the weeds on the grave are not very deep.

Song Shumin also spent a high price to invite a Taoist priest to calculate a good day, and then purchase a cemetery with good Feng Shui in advance, preparing to move the graves around the Qingming Festival, even if they don’t move now, they will have to move in a few years because they have already been developed nearby.

Next, Song Xinghua took Song Weihong to Rongping to greet Song Weiyang's grandparents and thanked his in-laws for taking care of his son over the years.

I won’t mention these little things. Before the Lantern Festival was over, Song Weiyang set out to the capital.

The Siheyuan has not been repaired yet. This time, Ma Wei asked to find an ancient building restoration expert and invited a decoration company to work together. Since I bought the Siheyuan, I must try my best to maintain the ancient style and appearance, but the residents cannot do without modern equipment. How to perfectly combine ancient and modern times is a headache.

The decoration company and ancient building restoration experts came up with several plans last year, and Song Weiyang chose to make the decision this time.

Air conditioners and refrigerators must be available, but they cannot destroy the overall style. Especially for air conditioners, they must not be directly exposed, and lampshades and other things also need special designs.

Anyway, the project volume is very large, and most of the wood in the courtyard is old, which is almost no different from being pushed down and rebuilt.

After finalizing the renovation plan of the Siheyuan, Song Weiyang, under the recommendation of Ma Weidu, visited Jiang Wen in person. There was no way, Shenzhou Technology contacted him several times, but Jiang Wen refused to accept advertisements.

It’s not that Jiang Wenqing is aloof, who treats money like dirt, but that he is very annoyed recently and is not in the mood to do anything.

"The Devils Are Coming" has been filmed for a long time, and it has been reviewed several times but it has not been passed. Jiang Wen is busy editing films all day long and deletes the so-called "sensitive content". But what exactly is "sensitive content" can only be guessed by personal guesses. Anyway, the person in charge of the review cannot explain why.

Friends who are designing must have had similar experiences. After finally getting the plan done, the superiors or customers said that it was not good here and needed to be modified there.

It is even worse to make movies in China, because dozens of people are responsible for censorship, and even the Women's Federation and the Disabled Persons' Federation have come in to intervene to see if you have slandered women and disabled people in the movie. Similarly, in terms of religion and ethnicity, these things must not be moved. When you delete all the sensitive content, the censor said: "It's still not possible, you can't shoot like this."

Why doesn’t it work? If someone doesn’t say it, you can figure it out yourself.

Editing room.

There was film everywhere, but Jiang Wen was smoking a cigarette with bloodshot eyes, not afraid of a spark lit up the house.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

"Who?" Jiang Wen shouted, obviously very unhappy when he was disturbed.

"I, Lao Ma." Ma Wei replied.

Jiang Wen then knocked out the cigarette butt, patted his butt to open the door, rubbed his eyes and said, "What's the matter?"

"A gentleman wants to see you," Ma Wei made his way out and introduced, "Xifeng's boss Song Weiyang and Song."

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "Director Jiang, didn't disturb you, right?"

"Come in." Jiang Wen said.

Jiang Wen went back and plated all the films on the floor, put them on his hands, spread them on the chair and rubbed his face hard to relieve fatigue.

Ma Wei asked: "Did you have a whole night last night?"

"All night." Jiang Wendao.

"Cut it?" Ma Wei said.

"I won't cut it anymore, I love whoever I love," Jiang Wen gave up. "This movie will definitely not be released in China, and no matter how much I cut it, it will not pass the review."

Ma Wei was shocked and said, "Don't you want to take it abroad to participate in the exhibition directly?"

Jiang Wen sucked his teeth and said, "What else? The investment budget of this film is 20 million, and I overspent 30%. I must find a way to make some money, otherwise the investor will have to cut me to death."

"It won't be cut to death. It won't be easy to invest next time," Ma Wei pointed at Song Weiyang with a smile, "There is a big boss here, let him invest in you."

Jiang Wen smiled and said, "Boss Song is also interested in investing in movies?"

Song Weiyang said: "I invested in a Hong Kong film. It was just released this year's Spring Festival. I heard that the box office is pretty good and it should be able to recover the cost. If Director Jiang is short of money for filming a movie, just speak up. I like your "Sunny Days" very much."

"It's easy to say," Jiang Wen smiled, "You are Lao Ma's friend, and of course I am my friend."

Well, with this sentence, it will be fine to ask Jiang Wen to shoot an advertisement. They are all old friends in the Beijing circle and must give this face.

Ma Wei was curious and said, "What did you take pictures of? I haven't tried it several times."

Jiang Wen got up and hung the rubber tray on the projector: "You can take a look at it yourself."

This is a pornographic film from the original edit. There has not been any soundtrack and subtitles, but the content is no longer different from the original film.

The three of them didn't talk about anything else, so they sat quietly and watched the movie.

Ma Wei sighed: "Old Jiang, your movie is amazing, you can only see the truth if you can pass the review."

Jiang Wen seemed a little excited: "I don't understand. I can't pass the review. I also said that I have slandered the Chinese people! Boss Song, do you think those who review the film have any brain problems?"

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "I don't know if your movie is ugly, but it must be suspected of beautifying the Japanese army."

"I beautify the Japanese?" Jiang Wen was so happy.

Song Weiyang said: "You can go to search the county annals of various places. The Japanese army's actions in rural China are not as ruling as in this film. Especially in the time period in the film, it should have just been fought shortly after the battle of Henan, Hunan and Guangxi. In order to fight this battle, the Japanese army took away all the food and ammunition that could be drawn from the rear. The Japanese army's non-front troops were even worse than the Eighth Route Army, and could only live by robbery or trade. Whether in the rear or the front line, wherever there is a Japanese army, during this period, the Chinese villages must have been robbed of grain. As long as the grain is robbed, it is not just robbery, but also burning, killing, and robbing. What was the situation in the rural areas of the occupied areas at that time? First, the Japanese army was dominant and did everything; second, our army had the superior force behind the enemy, and the Japanese army was miserable to beg for food. It is impossible for the third situation in your film."

Jiang Wen was stunned for a moment, not expecting that Song Weiyang would make such a point.

Song Weiyang said: "So, when I understand the actual situation in China at that time and watch your movie again, it feels very awkward and can only be regarded as a pure fable."

"Boss Song is very familiar with the history of the War of Resistance?" Jiang Wen asked.

"I like to read miscellaneous books," said Song Weiyang. "My girlfriend once studied anti-Japanese war literature for a period of time. I have read a lot of information from the time. Of course, I was too nitpicking, and there was no need to be so serious about the movie. But I like to be serious about it, such as the Japanese-Benzene film "Firefly". Many domestic film critics say it is an anti-war movie, and regard it as a masterpiece of Sino-Japanese friendship. Many people even say that they were crying. It's just a matter of crying. It's just a matter of contact with the historical background at that time that the director of "Firefly" was sinister, and that was an anti-war film. Anti-war defeat is not an anti-war!"
Chapter completed!