Finally finished speaking.

Xu Hui twisted the mineral water on the podium and took two sips.

The host came forward to be responsible for the event.

This host should be a student from Peking University. You can tell me about his hosting skills. He is very immature.

Xu Hui looked at the audience. Zhao Liying was sitting in the first row, lowering her head to remember something.

The girl is probably used to being a secretary's job, or he advocates that he is not as good as a bad pen, and carrying a notebook with him is a good habit, just like...

"Director Xu, Director Xu..."

"What's wrong?"

A little distracted, Xu Hui hurriedly put down the mineral water and returned to the center of the podium again.

"The following is the time for students to ask questions freely. The time is limited. Our Director Xu will answer five questions."

As soon as he finished speaking, a female classmate stood up immediately and someone handed the microphone next to her.

"Director Xu, I am from Lin'an. I especially want to know how you evaluate the movie "Nanjing! Nanjing!"..."

I'm going, girl, are you here to find fault?

Xu Hui subconsciously wanted to refuse, but the girl's eyes were sincere and she could not tell at all that she had any idea of ​​provoking trouble.

After pondering for a few seconds, Xu Hui raised the microphone: "I have watched that movie. To put it simply, I can feel that the director is trying to show the disaster fairly and objectively from a neutral perspective. Several clip-based editing can also make people see the director's control of the rhythm... Forget it, I can't get it anymore! That's a bad movie! I don't quite understand why director Lu Chuan considers the Nanjing Massacre from the perspective of the Japanese. This is our national sorrow! So, I say that directors like Lu Chuan are the kind of directors who don't understand the audience at all and are only immersed in their own world. His worldview may be different from ordinary people, which is also the fundamental reason why ordinary people feel awkward after watching "Nanjing! Nanjing!"!"

There was thunderous applause at the scene.

Regardless of whether it is the highest institution of learning or not, as long as you scold the Japanese, it is politically correct!

Besides, Xu Hui is right. "Nanjing! Nanjing!" does fictionalize a Japanese soldier named Kadokawa, trying to analyze the killing from the perspective of human nature...

The reporters sitting in the back row were also excited.

This trip was really a good time to spend money in. Unexpectedly, Xu Hui did not give any face to his peers in front of so many students at Peking University.

"So if you were asked to shoot a movie that reflected the Nanjing Massacre, what angle would you shoot it?"

"This is the second question."

"You can tell me!"

"I will not shoot such grand propositions for the time being, such as war, history, etc. I will never shoot until I was thirty. Even if I have some talent in directorship, it is not enough to support a vast proposition. If you really want me to answer, I think I may consider starting from an ordinary person in a special profession, such as a prostitute, a pastor, or a Japanese translator..."

Damn, let’s talk about it, it’s “The Flowers of War”!

Fortunately, Yan Geling's original work has not been released yet, and no one will say that Xu Hui plagiarizes creativity or something.

Xu Hui glanced at the host, who hurriedly raised the microphone and said, "Okay, thank you Director Xu for your answer. Who else wants to ask a question?"

"Director Xu is a graduate student in the third year of graduate school. Now he is looking for a job. I don't know what I am suitable for. My undergraduate studies are law and my graduate studies are history. Sometimes I think these two degrees are useless to me... I want to know, what would happen if you were in this situation?"

"No, do you ask me for work experience?"

Xu Hui was a little confused. I'm the director!

"It's not workplace experience, I just want to ask you for advice..."

"Director Xu, you may not know that this senior is a storied figure in our history department and the president of the Student Union..."

The host probably had py deals with him and licked them all kinds of things.

"...You are so capable, why don't you go to Shuli to make a statement? Sometimes I'm really curious. You worked hard to get into Peking University, and this experience alone made you kill 99% of your peers. After finally graduating, you came to me and asked you what you should do and what path you should go? Brother, Peking University is the highest institution of learning in my heart and the country's important weapon. I really don't understand what is happening in education now. This is how you teach students to be like! You sit down!"

Xu Hui was originally planning to study and say something, but suddenly he thought that he was not a student of Peking University.

You are a high school student, why do you educate the top students in the history department who are about to graduate?

It's so embarrassing, it seems that I don't have the right to say this!

But it was enough. Many students at the scene, including teachers, lowered their heads and didn't know what they were thinking.

"Host, will you continue?"

Even the host on the stage was stunned, and Xu Hui couldn't help but remind him.

"Oh, are there any questions like?"

"Director Xu, don't you think your life is too lucky. You debuted at the age of 22 and became the most famous idol group in Asia. At the age of 24, you made a movie and won more than 200 million box offices. Your fans are all over the country..."

"Okay, what do you want to ask?"

He is a fat little man with an indignant look on his face.

"You should know that not everyone in this world is as lucky as you. They can become popular after debuting. Like making a movie, someone will help you find a relationship..."

"I understand, you want to talk about opportunities, right!"

The little fat man gave a lot of examples, probably because he felt that he was not satisfied with his talent.

Xu Hui cleared his throat: "First of all, I don't think you know me very well. He debuted at the age of 22. Do you know how many people I compete with for the opportunity to debut? I tell you, there are a total of 150 people..."

The little fat man pursed his mouth, and Xu Hui interrupted him directly: "...Don't worry, I know what you want to say, there are twenty Chinese among them!"

"I'm really lucky? I practice dancing and my legs are broken. Do you know? During the new generation period, I can only sleep less than fifteen hours a week. Do you know?"

"Now it is a market economy. The market economy itself is survival of the fittest. Competition is cruel. If you feel that you are not appreciated, it depends on whether you are really talented. You should know that talent is like awl in your pocket, and it will always appear..."

"Director Xu, I disagree with your point of view. Han Yu said, 'There are often horses that are thousands of miles apart but the Bole does not...'"

The little fat man raised the microphone and refuted again.

"...Aren't we arguing? I'll say last, there is no such thing as a society in today's society. If you know how to sing, you can participate in the talent show. If you think you have literary talent, you can write something. With the intervention of the Internet, talented people cannot be hidden! If you continue to complain and say that you don't appreciate you, then I can only say that you are not a talent but a lack of talent, but may be infertility!"

The little fat man sat down a little awkwardly.

There was still anger on his face, but he didn't speak up and said, and he probably felt convinced.

"Director Xu, there is another question, do you still need to answer?"

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Chapter completed!