Breeze, cloudy, cool weather.

After arriving in Shenghai, Song Weiyang did not go to the film factory, but took Lin Zhuoyun straight to the Drama Academy.

"What are you doing in school?" Lin Zhuoyun asked.

Song Weiyang said: "Please direct it."

Lin Zhuoyun said: "The directors are all in the film factory, and the teachers in the school are the teachers. The teachers have a deep theoretical foundation, but they really may not be able to make good movies."

"It's enough to have theoretical foundation," Song Weiyang smiled, "The MV I want to shoot is the kind of youth idol style. If the director of the film studio comes to shoot, he may be led to go astray."

The two got out of the taxi and went straight into the school gate side by side, but the guard did not come to stop him.

A man in his 30s hurriedly walked, and Song Weiyang stopped him and said, "Friend, where is the director's department?"

The man glanced at Lin Zhuoyun and kept saying, "Follow me."

"Are you a teacher in the director department?" Song Weiyang asked.

"Student." said the man.

Song Weiyang asked: "Is the master's degree almost graduating?"

The man said awkwardly: "I am studying in the film director class and recruiting students from the public."

Well, Song Weiyang understood that this so-called "film director class" is a bit similar to the "mba training class" he studied in his previous life. It was initiated and founded by a regular university. After simple screening, you can basically go to study after paying the money, and a certificate will be issued after graduation.

You can definitely learn useful knowledge, because the lecturers are regular professors, it depends on whether you have worked hard.

Song Weiyang completely ignored the other party's embarrassment and said with a smile: "It's great, I'm also going to apply for the film director class. Maybe we will be brothers in the future."

The man's embarrassment disappeared in an instant, with a little more enthusiasm: "Then you came at the wrong time, and you will be recruiting students next year."

"Then can I listen?" Song Weiyang asked.

"You can listen, as long as you don't make trouble," the man said. "Teacher Wei is a very good person. Even if you are an attendant, he will comment after handing in his homework."

Song Weiyang said: "That's great! I will take more care of my senior brother in the future. I don't know the surname of my senior brother?"

"Don't let your surname be Hu, Hu Xuejun." The man said.

Song Weiyang asked again: "Can students from our film director class really be directors?"

Hu Xuejun shook his head sadly: "It's a bit difficult. After all, I can't get a regular undergraduate diploma. At most, I can go to an advertising company to mess around. If I have any connections, I can also go to a local TV station and work as a handyman in the TV crew to run errands, slowly get enough experience, learn skills, and accumulate resources."

"You can also make your own movies. I heard that there are any independent movies abroad." Song Weiyang said.

"That's too difficult, and even the students in the regular director department can't play with it." Hu Xuejun said.

Song Weiyang asked: "Are there any such students in our school?"

Hu Xuejun thought for a while and said, "There is one, and he is still in his junior year. Last year, he got a 16mm camera from somewhere and shot a 15-minute short film. He was shortlisted for a short film unit abroad. But that's the case, he didn't win the award and no one bought the film. But he had to take a lot of debts after going abroad for a few days."

"What's his name?" Song Weiyang asked.

"Jin Peng." Hu Xuejun said.

"Thank you, senior brother," Song Weiyang waved, "I'll go to the Academic Affairs Office to ask first. Let's talk about it another day, and I'll treat you to dinner!"

Hu Xuejun said: "Okay, there are classes on the film director class only from Friday to weekends, so don't come to listen at other times."

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "Thank you for your reminder, goodbye!"

"Goodbye!" Hu Xuejun accelerated his pace, as if he was rushing to class.

Song Weiyang turned around and said to Lin Zhuoyun: "Let's go and find that Jin Peng."

Lin Zhuoyun did not move her steps, but stared at Song Weiyang for a long time: "Director Xiao Song, I didn't see it. You said you would be lying to the public without blinking. If I hadn't come to Shenghai with you, I would have thought you really wanted to study in that director class."

"Haha, a lie of kindness." Song Weiyang said.

"Big liar," Lin Zhuoyun laughed and asked, "Are you really going to find a student to take a photo?"

Song Weiyang said: "It depends on the situation. Students are better at using new things and are more able to accept new things. Moreover, the other party can be shortlisted for the international film festival, which means that they still have basic skills. If they really want to find a professor or director, they will definitely shoot according to their own ideas, and I will not be able to express my opinions by then."

Lin Zhuoyun said: "Anyway, what you said makes sense."

After asking someone for a while, Song Weiyang finally found Jin Peng.

This man was about 25 or 26 years old, wearing glasses, thin and long hair. He said in surprise: "You are asking me to shoot short music videos?"

"To be precise, mv." Song Weiyang said.

Jin Peng said: "It's almost the same when it translates."

"But there are differences in content," said Song Weiyang. "MV is mainly based on songs and there are almost no lines. You can take a look at the script I wrote first."

Jin Peng took it and flipped it out, saying disdainfully: "What a mess, even the format is wrong. It is neither a literary script nor a camera script, and the whole one is not like it."

Song Weiyang was not angry when he was despised, and laughed and said, "I am an amateur, so I'm called to hire a professional."

"No time." Jin Peng turned around and left.

Song Weiyang shouted: "You offer a price!"

Jin Peng took a few steps, then turned around and said, "5000...uh, 3000 is enough."

Song Weiyang said: "A little more."

"Will you give me love or not?" Jin Peng said angrily.

Song Weiyang said: "5,000 yuan, you can gather the entire crew, including the lighting engineer, and the salary will be deducted from the 5,000 yuan. Also, you are responsible for renting shooting equipment, and I will pay the rent separately."

Jin Peng spread his hands and said, "Give me the script, see you tomorrow at school!"

"There are also song tapes." Song Weiyang also handed over the copy of "Thousand Paper Cranes".

Lin Zhuoyun looked at Jin Peng leaving and asked, "That's all?"

"It's very simple, there's no need to be that complicated." Song Weiyang smiled.

...

Things are indeed very simple, and what students lack the most is practice.

The film industry in mainland China is almost in decline these days. Even if the film factory has a set up, it is not necessarily possible to find movies. Students from the Theatre Academy, let alone get paid for the film, even if they are in vain, just to increase their practical experience.

Jin Peng not only brought classmates in one day and set up the crew, but even found a professor to serve as technical guidance.

First, we set up the shooting site and select shopping malls, Bunds, hospitals, wedding shops and other places. The main shooting locations are set up in the rehearsal room of the Drama Academy. At that time, hundreds of paper cranes will be hung inside, and some wind chimes must be hung. When blown by a blower, the paper cranes will ring with the wind chimes.

Next, Song Weiyang took Lin Zhuoyun to the mall to pick clothes. It doesn’t have to be famous brands, the most important thing is youth and fashion, and the charm of the male and female protagonists must be shown.

Then, Song Weiyang went to work from one unit to another, asking others to borrow the venue to shoot. He used the signboard of Shenghai Drama Academy and said that the school organized students to shoot patriotic tribute films, and promised to give others a thank-you subtitles at the end of the film. But he was so fooled that he finally obtained the assistance of those units to shoot.

The hospital even promised to free up a senior ward for them...

After running around for several days, Lin Zhuoyun followed throughout the whole process and thoroughly witnessed Dr. Ma's tricks.

The day before the filming started, Lin Zhuoyun said very seriously: "I won't believe every word you say in the future. Whoever believes in it will be fool!"

"I like you!" Song Weiyang said with a serious expression.

"Ah?" Lin Zhuoyun was stunned for a moment, then she was embarrassed and wanted to beat her, "Get out!"

"Hahahaha!" Song Weiyang ran away with a laugh.
Chapter completed!