"Teacher Yu, where are we going?"

After getting in the car, Xu Xin directly clicked on Audi's on-board navigation.

His car is a high-end vehicle with navigation inside.

Then I heard Yu Zhen say:

"Olympic Building. Do you know?"

"have no idea……"

Xu Xin shook his head, poked at the navigation for a while, found the navigation interface, clicked a few times and asked:

"this?"

"...Haidian North Fourth Ring Road?"

Yu Zhen was speechless when she saw this location, but she still nodded:

"That should be it."

"Um."

Xu Xin started the car directly.

The place where Yu Zhen's family lives is in the southern part of the city, beyond the Third Ring Road. Now we are going to the North Fourth Ring Road, Haidian District... Looking at that place, it is almost to Tsinghua University, which is indeed a bit far.

Xu Xin didn't care, he just ran away.

As a result, as soon as I left the community and turned a few times onto the ring road, I heard Yu Zhen ask:

"I'll take you there in a moment, and I'll let you shout whatever you want, and then don't ask too many questions, and don't keep staring at others. Be polite and humble, okay?"

"……ah?"

Xu Xin was stunned for a moment, but he immediately came to his senses and asked subconsciously:

"celebrity?"

Yu Zhen nodded:

"Well...although I don't know who will be there today, there is someone you definitely know."

"Who?"

"Zhang Yimou."

"..."

In an instant, a melody appeared in Xu Xin's mind for no apparent reason:

"His uncle and his second uncle beat him like his uncle, and the big bench and the small pole looked like wood. Wood~his uncle~..."

He didn't know where the melody came from, but it was more of some pictures... as well as mixed suonas, wine jars, and tall red lanterns...

I also understood why Teacher Yu said these words to me.

but……

"Teacher Yu, do you believe me when I say I don't chase stars?"

Yu Zhen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was stunned:

"What? You don't like him?"

"I can't say whether I like it or not, but I'm very happy."

"Why?"

"After all, that's Director Zhang. I can learn from just a little bit of stuff coming out from between my fingers~"

Xu Xin smiled with emotion, but immediately added:

"But according to you, today shouldn't be a place for small talk, right?"

"clever."

After feeling satisfied with her student's attitude from hearing that she was going to see Zhang Yimou to now, Yu Zhen praised her and felt relieved.

She was actually quite afraid that the child would get close to Zhang Yimou like a groupie when he saw him... That would be really embarrassing. And this was the main reason why she had to tell Xu Xin in advance who she was going to see.

I'm afraid that the child will be too excited and lose himself.

Now I feel a lot more relieved, so I don’t mind saying more:

"Yes, I went today because I was called by Director Ma Xingmin, one of the producers of the opening and closing ceremonies of the Olympic Organizing Committee. It was supposed to be next Monday, but who knows why it ended up today. Director Zhang is back,

Director Ma called people from various project teams to have a meeting... This meeting was held so hastily, I think there must be some news."

"...What does the news refer to?"

"..."

Yu Zhen was silent for a moment and then said:

"Who will win the opening and closing ceremonies?"

"Um?"

Hearing this, Xu Xin was shocked at first.

But immediately an even greater surprise emerged:

"Isn't it right?"

"how?"

"...Teacher Yu, haven't you seen the closing ceremony of the Athens Olympics?"

"You're talking about the eight minutes of darkness, right?"

Yu Zhen's eyes were a little helpless.

"Eight Minutes of Darkness" is a topic that is definitely not unfamiliar to the Chinese people who are about to host the Olympic Games.

It is talking about the closing program performed by Yanjing, the next host city of the Olympic Games, at the closing ceremony of the Athens Olympics that year.

This is the program flow of the Olympic Games. During the closing ceremony, the organizers of each Olympic Games will ask people from the next host city to perform a program of a few minutes to attract audiences from all over the world. By then, the Olympic flag will be on

The previous host city comes down and is passed on to the next city.

Then do a performance.

The 8-minute performance that year was choreographed by Zhang Yimou.

Striving to show the elements of the Chinese dynasty, the opening performance was a lively dance performed by a group of girls wearing short cheongsams with erhu, pipa, waist drums, gongs and drums, and the song was "Jasmine".

The cheongsam patterns worn by these girls are modeled after the Northeastern cotton-padded jackets, which are colorful and colorful... while bouncing and jumping, then a girl wearing brocade clothes performs double-flower acrobatics, followed by a group of people on stilts holding high

Red Lantern, plus some Tai Chi, opera and so on...

Let's put it this way, the whole thing is like a hodgepodge.

looks good?

Maybe it looks good to foreigners, because what Zhang Yimou shows is actually foreigners’ understanding of the Chinese dynasty.

But the Chinese side is in trouble.

There was a lot of scolding.

Overwhelming.

Words like obsolete, vulgar, old-fashioned, prejudiced, etc., whether used by people inside or outside the circle, are really vicious.

Originally, Zhang Yimou was one of the symbols that represented the Chinese dynasty in overseas film circles. With the addition of movies such as "Hero", "Red Lantern", and "Red Sorghum", the public's expectations for him were simply high.

But as soon as those eight minutes came out, many people were like a girl in a skirt who had her skirt lifted up, revealing the fig leaf that made people angry.

The roar of mountains and tsunamis came one after another.

Thus, the term "Eight Minutes of Darkness" came into being.

It has become an indelible pain in many people's understanding of the Olympic Games.

After hearing Yu Zhen's words, Xu Xin nodded:

"right."

"…Then what do you think of that program?"

"Well……"

Xu Xin was thinking while driving.

After about half a minute, he said:

"I think it's okay. As far as the quality of the program is concerned, the Chinese elements shown in the eight minutes are enough to attract the attention of foreigners. Because the closing ceremony's performance was originally designed to attract foreigners, and it couldn't be shown to us.

From this point of view, there is nothing wrong with it. Isn’t this what foreigners know about us? The Yanjing Opera, red lanterns, ancient costumes, etc... these are our artistic symbols abroad. So,

From this point of view, I think it’s okay.”

"Then why are there so many people scolding me?"

"It's because the culture is not confident."

Xu Xin shook his head slightly:

"I've also scolded him. I think Director Zhang's stuff is too vulgar. Our country is not like that at all. But now that I think about it...it's only eight minutes, and the purpose is to arouse everyone's interest, so don't you have to follow others' advice?

This is probably what it means to trick pigs into killing them, right? But the Olympic Games means too much to us. The common purpose of everyone is to tell the world about our culture, history, heritage, and the earth-shaking changes we have now

The change……

We lack this. You see, we usually perform a big yangko dance during the New Year, but no one thinks it’s a big deal. It’s an artistic treasure left by our ancestors. Even if we don’t like it, we still find it lively and festive. But when we meet foreigners, it’s complicated.

As we entered history, everyone was suffocating in their hearts and trying hard to let the world see a different version of us. As a result... when we saw the eight-minute performance, we found that none of it was what we wanted...

It would be weird not to fry the pot."

At this time, Yu Zhen was really impressed by Xu Xin.

Because this knowledge is also her idea.

She thought so too.

It is true that Director Zhang cannot do this in front of the Chinese people.

Wrong road.

We should show our new things, not those old things.

But according to her understanding, after the performance, many people rushed backstage to shake hands with Director Zhang.

Tell him personally:

"You have aroused our interest in going to China."

To put it bluntly, in those eight minutes, Director Zhang gave foreigners what they wanted to see.

So foreigners are very satisfied.

But he didn't give his people what they wanted to see, so they all scolded him.

That's the truth.

It has nothing to do with right or wrong. In the final analysis, it is what my student said:

"Culture is not confident."

She deeply believed it.

but……

"So you think Director Zhang will not be accepted by the Olympic Organizing Committee?"

"Um."

Xu Xin nodded:

"After all, I have been scolded so badly. Just to be on the safe side, I should replace him with someone else."

"Then who can I replace?"

Yu Zhen asked back, and then followed the question:

"At this time, what we need are real warriors, right?"

"Well, indeed."

Xu Xin feels the same way:

"Director Zhang can still move forward at this time. This is enough to be admired. However... I still feel that there is not much hope. I heard that many big directors have submitted their plans. That "Crouching Tiger"

Li An from "Hidden Dragon" is here."

"It's submitted..."

Yu Zhen curled her lips disdainfully:

"But the problem is that some people submit plans that really want to host an Olympic Games that will be remembered by the world, while some people are just here to mess around... You can imagine that there is an internationally famous director,

When we got to the preliminaries and started to explain the plan, did we just read a poem?"

"……What?"

Xu Xin was stunned:

"poetry?"

"Yes, poetry."

Maybe he was drunk, or maybe he really couldn't stand this kind of person.

Yu Zhen's face was full of sarcasm:

"Here he comes, goes on stage, writes a poem, and comes off stage. You tell me, is he here to make a plan? Or is he just here to mess around and give an explanation to the audience? He just reads a poem. Can you imagine that scene? The Olympics.

, that’s right. Even if you perform a large-scale stage play, you can still show your sincerity, right? But no, it’s just a poem, don’t talk about the plan, don’t talk about the concept, finish the poem and leave.

Tell me, who is this kind of person?"

"..."

Xu Xin slowly frowned.

He didn't believe it.

But I don’t even believe that the teacher would lie.

so……

Is it true?

Is there really someone who, on the eve of this grand ceremony when people all over the country are waiting for them to be proud and proud, when the country needs relevant talents the most, read a poem and then... ran away?

Where did this stupid comment come from?

Cowardly?

"Who is this person?"

Xu Xin asked.
Chapter completed!