Chapter 296: Prohibition of Passage and "One Thought of Ignorance"

December 10

Yang Lingyue did not go to class, but went to the Olympic Building, riding a small electric donkey, because it was only two kilometers away from the Film Academy.

In fact, various departments of the Olympic Organizing Committee have websites and emails for soliciting opinions from the public. Yang Lingyue sent an email when he got up in the morning, but he still had to come in person.

I locked the eDonkey on the roadside and looked towards the building. The white letters on the top of the building read: Beijing Olympic Building.

The logo on the front of the building is: Beijing 2008 Olympic Games Emblem

When Yang Lingyue walked towards the door of the building with the envelope, he was stopped and asked for his pass.

This is so fucking embarrassing.

Security personnel do not recognize people, only authenticate them.

The experience of people opening the door in recent months has made Yang Lingyue feel a little drifting.

Sigh and call.

Then a phone number was sent to Yang Lingyue's mobile phone, and it was played directly. After a few rings, the other party picked up.

"Hello, Director Zhang, I am Yang Lingyue."

"Hello, I'm Director Zhang's assistant. Oh, hello, Director Yang. Director Zhang is busy, is there anything wrong with you? I'll tell you." A female voice came from the other side.

Yang Lingyue realized that this must be Pang Liwei.

"Hello, Assistant Pang, I wrote something to the organizing committee. Regarding external publicity and legal matters, can you ask someone from the relevant department to get it? I'm at the door of the Olympic Building."

Pang Liwei was speechless at the Daxing rehearsal venue. Everyone was extremely busy. But then I thought that it would not be appropriate for this young director who had recently become famous to wait at the entrance of the Olympic Building, so I had to say:

"Okay, please wait a moment, I will contact you now."

"good."

Yang Lingyue heard the other party speak very fast, answered and hung up the phone.

After waiting for about 10 minutes, Yang Lingyue was counting passing vehicles to kill time when he heard someone calling him.

"Director Yang Lingyue?"

Yang Lingyue turned around and saw a middle-aged man with hair blowing up and collapsing, his face shiny, and wearing a black down jacket.

"Hello, I am. I leave this to you." Yang Lingyue handed over the envelope.

"Okay, is there any contact information in it?" the middle-aged man asked, covering his mouth and yawning, obviously looking like he had just woken up.

Yang Lingyue took out another business card from his pocket and stuffed it in.

"It's been hard enough. Go ahead and get busy. Goodbye." Yang Lingyue waved his hand.

"Goodbye." The middle-aged man smiled and waved.

Afterwards, under the watchful eyes of the middle-aged people, Yang Lingyue got on the electric donkey and returned to school.

Afterwards, the middle-aged man opened the envelope and read the handwritten proposal while walking. The paper rustled in the wind. When he entered the lobby of the building, he had finished reading the contents.

The middle-aged man is an officer of the Information and Propaganda Department, named Zhang Neng, who was transferred from the National Information Center.

A total of 22 departments of the Olympic Organizing Committee are all located in the Olympic Building, and the total number of people in these 22 departments is 56.

Their role is to organize, coordinate and allocate resources.

After Zhang Neng read this proposal, he first felt that it was good. It did not have long speeches, but presented facts and gave practical suggestions, that is, patches.

Then he frowned. After the final signing day, no one took Spielberg's matter seriously.

According to Yang Lingyue's suggestion, a notice should be posted on the official website for this kind of thing. This is a bit too deliberate and is unsightly in the international community.

Forget it, let’s make arrangements first to find out whether the foundation behind Spielberg is indeed an anti-China force as claimed.

Those foreign media are so unsettled and have a headache.

As for the second suggestion, forward it to the Legal Department. After all, it is a suggestion submitted by a public figure in person.

At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Lingyue, who was in the studio, received an email from the Olympic Organizing Committee, saying that he had received the proposal, thanked him very much, and would seriously consider it.

Yang Lingyue understands that the Olympic Organizing Committee is busy day and night, especially now that it has entered the stage of successive testing and adjustment of various links.

Spielberg's matter, to be honest, is just like a dog, barking there will not really affect anything.

Yang Lingyue even thought that it would be best if you just ignore the first point and wait until it happens to pay attention to the second point. It is the crystallization of the creativity and labor of so many people.

But now I don’t have the intention to pay attention anymore, because Chen Lin and Zhang Ji from the film and television company came over with the first draft of a new script, which is about bipolar disorder.

The new script is called "One Thought of Ignorance".

It tells the story of a man who grew up under the beating and scolding of his bipolar mother, whose father ran away from home. The male protagonist, who wants to prove that he is better than his mother's beloved brother, becomes a financial migrant worker and encounters a financial crisis after borrowing money to speculate in stocks.

Well, bipolar disorder is a combination of mania and depression. It is a disease with extremely fluctuating mental states. The mood is extremely unstable. When you are happy, you are extremely excited. When you are sad, you are so desperate that you cannot control it, and you can hurt others.

When various factors broke out, he suffered a bipolar disorder and accidentally killed his mother.

Because of mental illness, he was imprisoned in a mental hospital for a year.

After coming out, the story of living with the father who came back.

When he was working hard to live, things were getting better and better.

He found the hammer under his father's pillow;

The girlfriend’s pity speech;

Neighbors pointed fingers at him.

When he collapsed again, he was saved by a child.

This is a story of double moral kidnapping, discrimination and self-redemption from family and society.

Yang Lingyue first looked at the storyboards drawn by Chen Lin and nodded with satisfaction: "Old Chen, it's not bad. It's the documentary perspective I want."

Chen Lin grinned and said, "As long as you are satisfied."

Then he became more and more satisfied, and Yang Lingyue said: "Old Chen, you should be my first assistant director this time."

"No problem, you asked me to think about my own film, but I didn't come up with any ideas, so I'll just follow you first." Chen Lin said very humbly.

Zhang Ji looked at the side and felt awkward.

Yang Lingyue looked at Zhang Ji and said: "Old Zhang, I saw that you said you don't recommend adding the plot of killing the mother, tell me your reasons."

Zhang Ji said seriously: "Director Yang is like this, considering the review and audience acceptance, blurring the treatment and vaguely hinting is the best way."

Yang Lingyue nodded, without giving any specific opinions.

Then the discussion continued until ten o'clock in the evening.

In the next few days, it was the same, except that Liu Dapeng, Teng Congcong, and Du Xiaoyu joined in.

After the afternoon class, the six people would start the discussion, and the others were sensible and didn't come in the past few days.

The studio has rarely resumed its function, and it is no longer a place for leisure and entertainment as before.

On December 16, the script of "Mad World" was finalized, but it was not sent directly to the Radio and Television Bureau for review.

Instead, it waited a day and the final draft of "The Sound of the Wind" was completed.

The two scripts were submitted together to take the shortcut.