Chapter 735: The End of the Ideal
After sending Little Mango to school the next day, Lin Yu went directly to Zhang Xingmai's set.
The first movie of this young man who has been sharpening his sword for three years will be released soon.
The movie is about to be released. It is reasonable to say that the filming has ended long ago and the staff have all left the set. Why does Lin Yu go to the set to find Zhang Xingmai?
Because Zhang Xingmai is still working on the set until now.
This was his first movie, so he was very attentive, but later he became a little obsessed and had to work on the set to get inspiration.
After the film was completed, other cast and crew members evacuated, and the filming equipment was basically evacuated from the set, but Zhang Xingmai still maintained the habit of taking the bus and subway to work on the set every day.
The final version of the movie has been finalized long ago and has been submitted for review. It is just waiting for major theaters to schedule the film and then release it.
It will be released next week.
Originally, films by young directors like Zhang Xingmai would not be scheduled too much unless they were second-generation directors or had strong capital behind them.
Ou Xiaojuan used a lot of connections for Zhang Xingmai's movie, and she could barely help him raise his level.
With too few films scheduled, no matter how high-quality the film is, it will be difficult to get ahead.
What Lin Yu means is that he hopes to reach a mid-range level in the film's schedule, so that if he wants to make a comeback based on quality, he still has a chance.
However, it was just Lin Yu's personal idea at the time, and it was Ou Xiaojuan who really helped realize it.
Because of this incident, Zhang Xingmai was very grateful to the two of them. He did not feel that Ou Xiaojuan was doing things for the company. He felt that Lin Yu and Ou Xiaojuan were both benefactors who tried their best to help realize his ideals.
"It will be released next week, why are you still here?" Lin Yu looked around and said.
The young man in front of him had messy hair, his pure cotton short-sleeved top had long lost the shape it should have, and the collar had no elasticity around his neck.
The skinny figure made the short-sleeved shirt, which had lost its elasticity, look even wider.
There were also some instant noodles and a can of Coke on the table.
Hearing the voice behind him, Zhang Xingmai turned around unexpectedly. When he saw the person coming clearly, he stood up immediately.
"Brother Lin."
This was the title that Lin Yu asked him to call him. This title was not as blunt as Lin Yu's, and it could also convey the admiration that Zhang Xingmai insisted on adding.
Lin Yu pressed his hand and motioned for him to sit down.
Zhang Xingmai sat down obediently.
"What were you doing just now? The filming of the movie has been completed, the post-production has been completed, and the film schedule has been resolved. Now it is waiting for the release. Is there any other work that requires you to stay here every day? Go back to the company quickly, the environment here is not good.
good."
Lin Yu looked around again, with Zhang Xingmai as the center.
This is actually a large work shed, and it would have been demolished long ago if Zhang Xingmai hadn't insisted on leaving.
Others have warm winters and cool summers, but here we have cold winters and hot summers.
"Brother Lin, have you ever had an ideal?" Zhang Xingmai did not answer Lin Yu directly, but suddenly asked Lin Yu a question.
Lin Yu must answer.
He said directly, "Of course."
"What is your ideal?" Zhang Xingmai's eyes lit up. He wanted to know what kind of ideal his idol would have.
"My ideal is very simple. Every day when I go home, I can hear my mother nagging, my father complaining, and my daughter acting coquettishly."
Lin Yu speaks from his heart. This is the whole meaning of his daily work and life.
Home.
No matter what he does outside, as long as he opens the door and sees three people happy and healthy together, everything will be worth it.
Zhang Xingmai froze in place for a long time without speaking.
He didn't expect Lin Yu's ideal to be so simple.
He originally thought that a boss of Lin Yu's level would ideally help Guoguo Culture Media rise to the top of the entertainment companies, make the company's movies more popular, and make the songs released by the company dominate all song charts.
How are its artists doing?
He had even heard before that Lin Yu had a plan to make all the company's artists become front-line players.
This should be one of the ideals.
But what surprised Zhang Xingmai was that Lin Yu's ideal was not as lofty as he imagined, but rather ordinary and simple.
After holding it in for a long time, Zhang Xingmai said slowly, "I thought your ideal would be very grand and difficult to realize."
Although Zhang Xingmai tried hard to control his expression, his expression management was really poor and his control was ineffective.
Of course Lin Yu could see what he was thinking.
He couldn't help but smile.
"You think this is easy?"
"Otherwise?" Zhang Xingmai couldn't help but ask.
Lin Yu shook his head, "My ideal is the most difficult thing to realize."
Looking at Zhang Xingmai's surprised face, Lin Yu continued, "As long as I work hard, the company can continue to grow and develop. It is only a matter of time before it becomes the number one entertainment company, and the company has become the number one entertainment company, with movies and songs."
, the artists under our banner will naturally get better and better. These are all things I can achieve with my subjective efforts, and they are not difficult to achieve."
Zhang Xingmai wanted to refute, but felt that what Lin Yu said was very reasonable and there was no loophole to refute.
"But the health of my parents and the dependence of my children on me cannot be achieved through my subjective efforts."
"My parents are getting older day by day. They may be preparing a sumptuous dinner for us today and nagging why they didn't finish the meal and fold the clothes neatly. Tomorrow they may be lying in bed because of illness. You can't control these things. People
Life, old age, sickness and death are beyond our control.
The same is true for children. Because you don’t have children, you can’t feel it. Their attachment to their parents will become less and less as they grow older. Like now, will you call your parents and act coquettishly? Will you tell them about your sad things?
Tell me? Maybe every phone call is like a routine, and if you ask more questions, you will still feel irritable, right?"
Every word Lin Yu said touched his pretentious heart, making him blush.
To be precise, he hasn't called his parents in his hometown for a long time. Every time they send messages, Zhang Xingmai doesn't bother to reply.
Because every time my mother sends me messages, it’s like “Have you eaten yet?”, “How are you doing?”, “Go to bed early at night,” and so on.
Zhang Xingmai ignored them after reading them, feeling that replying to these messages was a waste of time. He would rather spend his time conceiving scripts because movies are his ideal.
Yes, movies are his ideal.
Zhang Xingmai bravely retorted, "It is true that these are difficult to achieve, but I think this is not an ideal. We should be filial to our parents. Can this become our ideal?"
"Have you told your parents the release date of the movie?" Lin Yu asked directly.
"Of course I told you. I also asked my parents to take my relatives to the cinema to watch it! They were very happy. At first, my parents supported me to study directing, but many relatives opposed it. They felt that this kind of major was not a serious career and it was better to learn well.
I want to use this movie to stop their mouths about the professional reality of finding a stable job, so that my parents can have face among relatives and friends." Zhang Xingmai's face that originally looked mature and steady was full of childishness.
Lin Yu smiled.
Zhang Xingmai seemed to be aware of the emotion contained in what he just said.
The moment the movie's release date was confirmed, Zhang Xingmai's first thought was to call his parents. Although the end result was the same, he hung up the phone in a hurry because he disliked his mother's nagging, but he really wanted to
Parents can have face among relatives and friends.
They can be proud that their son has finally become a real director.
It turns out that this is the end of his efforts to realize his ideal.
Lin Yu could tell from Zhang Xingmai's expression that he understood this, so he stood up and patted his shoulder gently.
Chapter completed!