Chapter 135 Xiaopang, do you want an Oscar?
"Hey, why do you think directors like Zhang Yimou and Kai Ge can't win Oscars?" Fat Fan suddenly asked.

"When I watched Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, I felt dazed and it wasn't interesting at all. How come it won an award?"

The current Oscars are still considered sacred by people in the domestic film and television industry. It seems that it is the highest podium in the world, like Mount Everest.

The success of "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" has inspired those great directors. In order to stand on this podium, they have been working tirelessly and one after another.

"Don't think too much. I'm just asking out of curiosity." Afraid that Lin Yicheng would misunderstand, Fat Fan added.

Even though he already knew that Lin Yicheng looked down upon the European Big Three and the Oscars, Fat Fan still wanted to hear his analysis.

In Fan Xiaopang's opinion, some of Lin Yicheng's views and ideas seem very advanced and incomprehensible.

But subsequent facts always prove how accurate and good Lin Yicheng's vision is.

"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon was not made for Chinese people at all. The original script was written in English and then changed into Chinese. In essence, it is a pure Western movie, with Western ideas and connotations." Lin Yicheng said, getting straight to the heart of the matter.

"Plus, Li An received an American education and has long since defected to the United States. In the eyes of Hollywood, he is considered one of their own, so it is normal to give him the Best Foreign Language Film Award. It's like paying a fortune for a horse."

Now that things have come to this, Lin Yicheng didn't mind saying a few more words. Sometimes, he could still take off some of his disguise in front of Fat Fan.

……

"As for why directors Zhang Yimou and Kaige didn't win any awards, this is probably the reason." Lin Yicheng ordered another cigarette.

"When Zhang Yimou made Hero, the core of the film was peace. He probably thought that the Americans had just experienced 911/ and were looking forward to and needed peace. This is called giving people what they want."

"Hero failed, and Zhang Yimou learned his lesson. It seems that taking shortcuts is not enough, so he should keep it simple. He had to make a love movie, because love is universal and can touch people's hearts, so he made House of Flying Daggers."

Fat Fan held his cheek, listened quietly, blinked his eyes, and his long eyelashes trembled constantly, which was very beautiful.

"In the end, 'House of Flying Daggers' still didn't do well, and Zhang Yimou became anxious, as he couldn't figure out what these Oscar judges like." Lin Yicheng coughed lightly, with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

"Then Director Kaige said, 'Your style is not right! No matter whether it's peace or love, Hollywood has almost ruined them all, and you're still shooting these, how can it be right?'

"Mouzi, watch carefully. Back then I taught you how to make a movie, and this time I will teach you how to win an Oscar!"

"So, the great director Kaige created The Promise, which integrates Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and contains love, friendship, loyalty and betrayal, as well as reincarnation, transcendence, fate and human nature."

"In short, whatever you Oscar judges want to watch, you can find it here. I guarantee you will be satisfied!"

"In the end, Director Kaige went there happily, but came back cursing, 'The local judges are too unruly!'"

"When Lao Mouzi saw it, he thought, even this is it, you can't do it, I have to do it myself."

"After racking his brains, he slapped his thigh and decided to film a palace drama. America has only a history of more than 200 years, and it doesn't even have a dynasty. Those people have definitely never seen this. By then, they might be able to intimidate these bastards."

"So, he made 'Big Boobs'. Yeah, that's about it."

……

When Lin Yicheng finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing.

He is just an ordinary man, but it is quite fun for him to chat about the gossip and interesting stories of these great directors.

"Haha, you're too mean." Fat Fan giggled and shook his body.

Although she didn't understand some of the jokes, she still found them very funny. After Lin Yicheng explained it, it seemed as if it were really true.

After laughing for a long time, Fat Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"So after they failed a few times, do they have a better chance? I heard that the Oscars have impression points, sympathy points and so on."

"That's reserved for Hollywood's own people. If they are nominated a few more times and have enough experience, they will eventually be given an award. As for foreigners, don't even think about it. There are so many losers every year, how can they sympathize with them?"

"Then don't they have any chance?" Fat Fan agreed with Lin Yicheng's statement. After thinking about it carefully, it was indeed the case.

"Forget about this generation of directors. Who can tell the future? Maybe by then they will have given up on the idea of ​​winning an Oscar."

Lin Yicheng said casually that he had never seen anyone successful in the mainland in his previous life, and the Oscars were getting worse and worse, and the Chinese people were gradually recognizing its nature.

At that time, I basically just picked up a film and handed it over, without any care and in a perfunctory manner.

……

"It's a pity. If it was 'Man Jiang Hong' that was competing for an Oscar, maybe it would have had a chance."

Fan Xiaopang felt a little regretful. After all, the box office of "Man Jiang Hong" surpassed "Curse of the Golden Flower" and the quality was much better.

"Nothing."

Lin Yicheng curled his lips. At that time, Han Sanye really planned to take "Man Jiang Hong" to compete for an Oscar. He was also one of those who was obsessed with the Oscars.

However, it was rejected by Lin Yicheng, and then it was replaced by "Curse of the Golden Flower".

"Because it's not a blockbuster?" asked Fat Fan.

"It's not that. The key is that the Americans don't understand the poem 'Man Jiang Hong' at all. People there are indifferent to the concept of the country. Can you expect a group of people who pursue freedom and democracy all day long to understand what is the righteousness of the country and what is sacrificing one's life for justice?"

"It's the cultural gap," Fan Xiaopang concluded.

"That's it." Lin Yicheng nodded first, then thought of something.

During sage time, sometimes some strange thoughts always pop up.

Lin Yicheng looked a little strange, with some evil interest, and looked at Fatty Fan and asked:
"Do you want to win an Oscar?"

"what?"

Fan Xiaopang was stunned at first, and then he was overjoyed.

Who doesn't want to win an Oscar? Who doesn't want to show their face on that stage?

If she can really win an Oscar, she will be an international fat lady, no, an international style lady!

……

"Have you changed your mind?" Fat Fan looked at Lin Yicheng expectantly, thinking that he also wanted to compete for an Oscar and take her with him.

"Why would I change my mind? I mean you win the Oscar yourself." Lin Yicheng said with a smile on his face.

"Me? How can I get it?" Fan Xiaopang asked puzzledly. Not to mention her acting skills, which big director who could win an Oscar would be willing to use her?
"Of course you can't get it as an actor, but if you become a director, it's still possible." Lin Yicheng guessed Fan Xiaopang's thoughts and said directly.

"I'm a director? Are you kidding? I don't even know how to do that."

Fan Xiaopang waved her hand. It was true that she was very confident in herself, but that didn’t mean she was ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth.

At most, she knew how to turn on the camera and that the director had to shout "Action" and "Cut", but she knew nothing else.

"Can you be an actor for the rest of your life? Actors are always at the bottom. They have to listen to investors, producers, and directors. They dare not offend the makeup artist, and have to please him. At most, they can bully the screenwriter, the stage manager, or something like that." Lin Yicheng said very bluntly.

Even though celebrities seem to be well-known and respected outside, they generally have no status in the crew.

Unless he is the type who brings money into the crew and takes on the role of producer himself.

Or maybe the show cannot do without him/her, and the whole show depends on him/her to boost the ratings and box office.

Only in this way can you have a say and not have to be so cautious and suffer bullying everywhere.

After hearing Lin Yicheng's words, Fan Xiaopang was deeply touched. She would be 26 soon. How long could she remain popular? Five years? Ten years?
and then?
How many current audiences still remember those actresses who were very popular back then?
Either they quit the circle completely, or they play supporting roles like mother-in-law or mother-in-law in some movies.

The new generation replaces the old generation. The 85 flowers have begun to emerge, especially Liu Yifei, who is almost catching up with her in the field of TV dramas.

The key point is that the other party is several years younger than her and is too threatening!

Fan Xiaopang's heart was filled with alarm, and he wished he could kill Liu Yifei right now and nip this very likely future threat in the bud.

No, it’s not just a bud, it’s already very strong and needs to be pruned off!
……

"Hey, what are you thinking about?"

Lin Yicheng stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Fan Xiaopang. The expression on Fan Xiaopang's face just now was so interesting that Lin Yicheng couldn't guess what she was thinking for a moment.

"Nothing. I'm just thinking about becoming a director."

Fat Fan came back to his senses and his expression became calm again.

She didn't want to mention to Lin Yicheng the matter of eliminating her opponent, which would damage her image, lest Lin Yicheng think she was a cruel and ruthless vixen.

She is just a charming and lovely golden-haired mouse, okay? She has nothing to do with cruelty!
Lin Yicheng saw that Fan Xiaopang was not being sincere and did not pursue the issue further.

"Do you still want to hear about winning an Oscar? If you don't want to hear it, I won't say it."

"I want to hear it, I want to hear it, dear brother, please tell me quickly."

Fat Fan shook Lin Yicheng's arm, but the thin quilt could not cover the infinite spring scenery.

Winning an Oscar is more attractive to her than eliminating her opponents.

If it really won an Oscar, would it be necessary to cut it out on purpose?
My status is different now. Just by standing there, I can intimidate those girls with my aura!
"I'll give you an idea. Turn it into a script. You can be the director and hire a few assistant directors to film it. It's very simple."

Lin Yicheng put his hand into the quilt and went for a walk to feel the breath of spring.

"Good brother, don't keep me in suspense, just tell me now."

Fat Fan twisted his body to let the hand go deeper, and his tone was a little stringy and a bit choking.

……

"The general content is this: Xiaofang is a black girl who was born in the slums..."

"The black girl's name is Xiaofang?"

Fat Fan interrupted, but the next moment, he let out a soft cry.

"If you interrupt me again, I will interrupt you."

Lin Yicheng threatened her and continued:

"Xiaofang grew up without a father or a mother, but she was strong and independent. Later, she fell in love with her neighbor Xiaoli."

"Although Xiaoli is a white girl, she does not discriminate against Xiaofang and is willing to date her."

"Later, Xiaofang got HIV, and Xiaoli stayed by her side without hesitation, never leaving her side."

"Xiaofang feels that she doesn't have much time left, so she wants to make the rest of her life more meaningful."

"So she called for gender equality, opposed discrimination against black people, supported same-sex marriage, and paid more attention to environmental issues..."

"After Xiaofang died, Xiaoli inherited her will and struggled all her life, eventually becoming a woman like Martin Luther King."

Lin Yicheng finished speaking.

Fat Fan was stunned.

"This, how is this possible?"

Fat Fan asked stupidly. If these words were not said by Lin Yicheng, she would have spat at him.

"How is it impossible?" Lin Yicheng asked back, "As long as you make it, winning an Oscar for Best Picture or Best Director is a piece of cake."

Mermaids can be black, catfish can become spirits, scavengers can become humans, so what else is impossible?

Who would dare not give an award to a film like this that combines all the American characteristics, especially one that is so ZZZQ?
As for the fact that the director is Asian and a woman, that’s even better! She’s more likely to win awards!

Thinking of this, Lin Yicheng really became interested. Just now he was just joking with Fan Xiaopang and making empty promises, but now he was thinking about the feasibility of this script.

Needless to say, ten years from now, this script will have a great chance of winning an award.

Fifteen years later, this script is at the nuclear weapon level. No one can stop it, even if it is a god or a Buddha.
Lin Yicheng himself may not think highly of the Oscar, but he can help others win it.

Think about it, the Oscar that so many big directors had been vying for but could not get was won by Fan Xiaopang. I'm afraid there will be a big earthquake in the Chinese entertainment industry, the kind that will directly shake it up.

……

Lin Yicheng was just making empty promises, but Fat Fan took it seriously.

She already had a blind trust in Lin Yicheng. Since it was Lin Yicheng who said it, it was very possible!

If that day really comes, what is "four Dan and one soldier"? They are all defeated by me!
No, it’s not that I’m defeated, but that you are no longer qualified to compete with me on the same stage. You are not worthy to be my opponent!
As an actor, no matter how good or famous you are, don't you still have to listen to the director?
At that time, my status was much higher than theirs.

In order to stand on the Oscar podium, you, Zhang Ziyi, had to disregard the rules and be shameless.

But I will be invited up there by then!

Thinking of this, Fan Xiaopang was already a little dazed, as if she saw the moment in the future when she stood on the Oscar stage, holding the little golden man in her hands, and was successfully crowned.

Gong Li can be called "Gong Huang", but what about her? What will she be called then?
"ice King"?
No, it doesn't sound good.

"Emperor Fan"?
No, it sounds like egg yolk.

Fan Xiaopang suddenly became conflicted and tried to think of various titles for himself, but for a moment, he couldn't think of a suitable one.

"Hey, why are you daydreaming again?" Lin Yicheng was a little helpless. He thought the sisters wouldn't take it seriously.

"What do you think I should be called from now on?" Fat Fan came back to his senses and asked.

"You want to change your name?"

"What do you mean by changing my name? I mean, if I really win an Oscar, what should people call me? 'Bingdi' or 'Fanhuang'?"

"You're thinking too far ahead. There's not even a hint of reality yet." Lin Yicheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It seemed that the sisters really took it seriously and were planning to think of a title in advance.

"Hey, don't laugh. You have a lot of ideas. Help me think of one." Fat Fan urged hurriedly, and at the same time his hands moved, grabbing Lin Yicheng's handle to threaten him.

"Hiss~ Let's just call him 'Fan Ye'. Those names like 'Emperor' and 'Emperor' are too vulgar. Calling him 'Ye' is more unique."

Lin Yicheng said casually, and called out Fan Xiaopang's future name.

"You see, the female celebrities in the Hong Kong circle are all vying with each other and are proud to marry into a wealthy family. This trend has also emerged in the mainland," Lin Yicheng went on to say.

"But what about you? You don't have to marry into a wealthy family, you are a wealthy family yourself!" Lin Yicheng's words were suggestive.

"In this way, you will be unique and different in the entertainment industry, and you will sound several levels higher than others."

"'Fan Ye', 'Fan Ye'..."

Fat Fan did not hear the hidden meaning in Lin Yicheng's words. She just kept muttering, her eyes becoming brighter and brighter. She seemed to feel that this title was meant to be hers, it was destined!

(End of this chapter)