Huayu: It's normal for me, as a director, to mentor young actresses, right?

Chapter 38 Am I destined to die today?

"Idol drama?"

Lin Yu was very surprised by this statement.

In his mind, idol dramas and the phrase "director's skill" are basically unrelated.

Whether now or in the future, the mainstream in the film and television industry tends to look down on idol dramas.

As a leading figure of the fifth generation of Chinese directors, it does seem rather ill-intentioned that he would recommend Lin Yu to direct an idol drama.

"Teacher Tian, ​​you can't ruin me like this just because I didn't transfer to the directing department." Lin Yu squinted at Tian Zhuangzhuang.

"You little rascal," Tian Zhuangzhuang shook his head, "is this the image of a teacher in your mind?"

"What you lack now is practice. Composition, aesthetics, atmosphere—these things can be quickly improved by watching idol dramas."

Tian Zhuangzhuang's expression was somewhat indescribable. "After all, this is what idol dramas are all about."

So you don't like idol dramas either, right?

"What you said seems to make a lot of sense, but I need to think about it some more." Lin Yu remained silent for a while.

"And you have a natural advantage," Tian Zhuangzhuang looked at Lin Yu and smiled meaningfully, "you have no shortage of good-looking actors around you."

Wang Jinsong finally couldn't hold back any longer and spat out his tea with a "pfft".

Lin Yu's lips twitched: "Teacher Tian, ​​I knew you weren't a good person."

"I'm trying to help you," Tian Zhuangzhuang said seriously. "Think about it, if you're making an idol drama, do you even need to worry about finding the female lead?"

"When it comes time to choose the roles, your two confidantes will be standing there..."

"Teacher Tian," Lin Yu interrupted him, "can we stick to the facts?"

"I'm just stating the facts," Tian Zhuangzhuang shrugged. "Casting is one of the core skills of a director."

So how many core skills does a director actually possess?

Wang Jinsong stood by, laughing so hard he kept coughing, showing no intention of helping at all.

Lin Yu took a deep breath and decided to ignore the implication in Tian Zhuangzhuang's words.

"I'll consider it," Lin Yu said.

"No rush," Tian Zhuangzhuang picked up his teacup, "but no matter which direction you choose, there's one thing you must do."

"What?"

"Watch more movies," Tian Zhuangzhuang said, "not just the story, but the cinematography."

"Take out a film by your favorite director and watch it frame by frame. See why he positioned the camera this way, why he used this lighting, and why he used a telephoto lens instead of a wide-angle lens for this shot."

"Watch a hundred movies, take a thousand shots, and you'll naturally know what style you want."

Lin Yu nodded: "Understood."

"Alright, then I have nothing more to say. What about you, Lao Wang?" Tian Zhuangzhuang looked at Wang Jinsong.

"China Film Group has submitted 'Twelve Citizens' for review, and it'll probably take a while to pass," Wang Jinsong chimed in. "The deadlines for this year's major awards have passed. Should we submit it to some lesser-known awards to build up some prestige?"

"No need, it's not much trouble at all," Lin Yu waved his hand in refusal.

These small awards don't really boost his career, and he doesn't need to build up his resume; he just shoots whatever comes to mind.

"Then let's wait for next year's Golden Rooster Awards," Wang Jinsong nodded.

The Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers Awards are held every other year. This year's Hundred Flowers Awards are already too late, so we can only wait until next year to see if we can join in the fun. We have to create a significant award.

"By the way, have you thought about how to handle the premiere?" Tian Zhuangzhuang asked.

Wang Jinsong and Tian Zhuangzhuang both smiled at the same time.

Lin Yu's smile froze.

Lin Yu slumped on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling.

Or... let's make a documentary instead.

It's like going to XZ to film Tibetan antelopes.

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May 17, 2012, Capital Cinema Xidan Branch.

Lin Yu felt for the first time that the fast review process was also a kind of trouble. The film was submitted for review at the end of April and was approved right after Labor Day.

Do you know that working overtime on Labor Day is a violation of labor laws?

Lin Yu found countless reasons to postpone his "death" until today.

If you stick your neck out, you'll get stabbed; there's no escaping it.

However, he also made some preparations. For example, Nazha was attending today as an artist under Wong Jinghua's company. She greeted Lin Yu when she arrived and took her seat early.

The actors were all arranged to stay in the celebrity lounge, so if things go well, the two of them won't bump into each other at all.

Lin Yu stood outside Hall 1, optimistically imagining a scenario where everything would go smoothly.

Han Sanping actually arrived very early, which is a bit unusual.

"Uncle Han, you've come too early, it's not appropriate." Lin Yu looked at Han Sanping with a slight headache. "Why don't you go to the lounge and wait there?"

Han Sanping waved his hand and insisted on staying by Lin Yu's side.

Just kidding, he has inside information that there might be important leaders attending today. If he doesn't show his skills now, when will he?

Many invited media outlets and celebrities arrived one after another.

However, after seeing Han Sanping standing at the door, they all became more obedient than the last, and after greeting him, they went inside obediently.

Just before the show was about to start, the people Han Sanping was waiting for arrived.

The visitor greeted Lin Yu first, "Brother Lin Yu, our minister has been quite busy these days, so he asked me to come and offer my congratulations."

"Uncle Liu, you're too kind," Lin Yu said, shaking hands with the man. He had met him a few times; he was the minister's secretary, but he couldn't recall his name. "This kind of thing can be done with a phone call; it's too much trouble for you to make the trip."

"It's no trouble at all. It's my duty to share the burden with the leaders," the visitor replied with a smile.

Lin Yu stepped aside, letting Han Sanping come to the front.

"This is Chairman Han Sanping, who has really helped me a lot on my path to becoming a director."

The two definitely knew each other, but with Lin Yu acting as the intermediary, the significance was different.

"We know each other," the visitor nodded, smiling as he looked at Han Sanping. "The ministry has always recognized the achievements Chairman Han has made over the years."

Just this one sentence.

Han Sanping stood to the side, his smile almost impossible to contain.

Even after seeing off the minister's secretary, Han Sanping's smile hadn't faded.

Lin Yu looked at him speechlessly. No wonder Han Sanping came so early in the morning.

No wonder he insisted on not going to the lounge.

That old fox has better connections than anyone else.

"Alright, Uncle Han, put this away," Lin Yu glanced at the time. "You need to show some of your composure inside; we'll need you to keep things under control."

"Don't worry, nephew." Han Sanping patted Lin Yu on the shoulder. "No one can cause any trouble today."

After saying that, Han Sanping put on a calm expression and turned to walk into the screening room.

Lin Yu shook his head. The word "progress" is indeed an irresistible temptation for everyone.

Lin Yu glanced at his watch and calculated the time; almost everyone who was supposed to be there had arrived.

He was about to walk into the screening room and announce the start of the film.

Out of the corner of my eye as I turned around, I caught sight of two people.

He froze on the spot.

Naza and Dilraba walked hand in hand from the direction of the lounge.

Am I destined to die today?