Superstar Couple

  Chapter 66 Seeing Parents (Part Two)

  After sitting down, Zhang Le felt anxious about being interrogated by three courts, but his strong psychological qualities did not make him feel restless.

  An ordinary heart, this is what Zhang Le has been admonishing to himself. But the first time I saw my girlfriend's parents in my past and this life, it was so easy to maintain a normal heart.

  Yang Xin'er sells his beloved to Mr. Yang to be cute, to please his father, but still does not divert the attention of his parents.

Both Yang Guomin and Li Fang focused on Zhang Le. When Yang Mingwei saw this, he smiled as if gloating.

   "I heard that you were the number one in the college entrance examination in Bashu province, why didn't you go to Yanda Qinghua, but chose the Film Academy?" Yang Guomin said first.

"Main interest! When I was in high school, I developed a strong interest in movies. In addition, I may be a little angry. I sighed when I saw Hollywood movies lose their helmets and disarm their Chinese films and dominate the domestic box office charts. So At that time, I reported to the Film Academy arbitrarily." Zhang Le smiled and said.

   "Will it be your own way? You applied for the film academy, did your family disagree?" Li Fang frowned and asked.

   "The family members respect my wishes. Those who oppose it are mainly teachers and classmates and friends." Zhang Le said with a smile still.

  The family respects my wishes. Hey, I and Yang Xiner's affairs, you should also respect Yang Xiner's wishes!

  "Are the movies in our country terrible?" Grandpa Yang suddenly asked.

"On the top five on the box office chart, only one is a Chinese-language movie, and it is still at the bottom. It was released last year. The theme song of "Waiting Home", which I starred in, was still composed by Zhang Yue. The first four movies are all from Hollywood. Movies are American movies." Yang Xiner said.

  Why did Zhang Le choose the film school before, instead of going to Yan Da Qinghua? He is really interested in film. As for the fact that I saw Chinese films being beaten up by Hollywood films, and suffocated, it was mostly for the old man.

  I saw that national movies are not good, so I have to contribute to Chinese movies. This is based on the ideal of national honor, how lofty it is. You want me to change my career, in front of the old man, but I have to be cautious.

  The people of Mr. Yang’s generation have struggled for this country and this nation all their lives, putting everything aside, and giving up their lives, in order to catch up with other countries. Now the military has risen, the economy has risen, science and technology have risen, and its international status has risen.

  Suddenly heard that my country’s movies were beaten up and lost their armor and armor. As a person of their generation who has been fighting with foreigners for a lifetime, it is naturally unacceptable.

  Those who have thrown away their helmets and armor, and have been in the army for a lifetime, these four words are very sensitive.

  Yang Xin'er wanted to laugh, Zhang Le was too bad, she was using her grandfather's power to block her mother's mouth!

   Thinking of this, Yang Xiner looked at her brother Yang Mingwei with some gratitude. There is no doubt that if it were not for his previous reminder, Zhang Le's answer might have the same meaning, but the content of the answer is definitely not the case.

   has the same meaning, but different words naturally give people different feelings.

  "Okay, good angry youth! Young people should slap Fang Qiu and fight against foreigners." Old man Yang listened to Yang Xin'er and said to Zhang Le.

"He must be able to do it, I believe." Yang Xiner took a look at Zhang Le, and then said, "Grandpa definitely doesn't know yet. The first movie he shot did not cost a few million dollars. It's only a few days now. It has won hundreds of millions at the box office, and the box office reputation has caused a great sensation."

  "Oh? Can a movie hit so many box offices now?" Old man Yang asked curiously.

"The top five box offices are all over 500 million, and the highest box office is close to one billion. In the top five, Hollywood movies accounted for four. How much is that?" Yang Xiner said, "and China's movies are waiting in North America. The box office can be described as terrible. In the past, the British used *** to make money in our country, but now Americans use their movies to make money in our country. Several movies, billions of dollars! Making money is second, and the most important thing is that they make money through movies. To spread their values ​​and impact our Chinese culture."

  "Xin'er, you are a little alarmist." Li Fang frowned, then said.

  If she hasn't reacted at this time, it would be too stupid. Looking at the appearance of the old man, it seems impossible to use Zhang Le's profession as an excuse.

  After Li Fang finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Yang Mingwei. The expression in his eyes was self-evident. Obviously, she guessed what her son said on the way to pick them up.

"It may not be appropriate to use the metaphor of **. But it is an indisputable fact that the United States spreads their values ​​through their films. If Chinese films cannot catch up, sooner or later, the domestic market, like North America, will become the back garden of Hollywood. ."

   "Although I don't understand movies, I also know that movies can't be measured only by the box office. Xiaole is studying movies, don't you think?" Li Fang said.

"The quality of a movie can't be judged by the box office level." Zhang Le smiled and said, "However, the box office level of a movie shows the strength of the film's influence. The box office is high, the people who watch it. Naturally, there will be more and more influence."

   "Listen to what you mean, you are afraid that you are pursuing the art of the box office more than the film itself? You are not afraid of others saying that your film is full of copper smell?" Li Fang looked at Zhang Le and asked.

"Art films and commercial films, I really prefer the latter." Zhang Le smiled, ignoring the pits his future mother-in-law made to himself, and then said, "I think art films are made for a few people, commercial films It is a movie that belongs to the general public. Besides, I still want to make foreigners' money by relying on my own movies. Therefore, I am more interested in commercial movies. Of course, if I can do both art and business, then it would be best. ."

   "Have you ever thought about making a movie abroad to win awards and win glory for the country?" Li Fang said again.

   "Auntie, haven't you seen the films that won awards abroad?" Zhang Le shook his head, and then said, "Many of those films cannot be shown in China. If you have seen them, I am afraid I would not want me to make such films."

"Some people on the Internet have ridiculed Chinese-language films and want to win awards at foreign art film festivals. It is easier to shoot something that reflects China's badness. If it is criticized, it is better. For example, the poor and backward, the gloomy and cruel, etc.! "Yang Xin'er shook her head and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter if these prizes are not awarded."

"Xin'er's words, although a bit thin, but I have to admit that there are such directors in China." Zhang Le went on to say, "Of course, I don't like any awards for making art films. The most important thing is to win foreigners' trophies. It is never practical to earn foreigners’ money. Winning awards is certainly to win glory for the country, but if Chinese-language films open up the foreign film market, for Chinese-language films, for the country, it will always be more important than winning a few trophies. Hollywood dominates movies. Our box office list is our shame. And Chinese-language movies dominate the foreign box office list, that is our glory. This glory is actually more than those trophies."

  "Can you talk about something else! I don't understand movies about these things. I can talk about topics that I can also interrupt, otherwise I don't have a sense of existence."

   Zhang Le's words fell, and there was a moment of silence, as if he was thinking about what Zhang Le just said. At this time, Yang Mingwei, who had already been a little impatient, said.