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366. One step away from the Grand Slam

Bijia decided to stay in the mental hospital and study with Lu Kan.

Like a real critically ill patient, he gets up early every day, exercises, eats, listens to Lu Jian's stories, and then draws under Lu Jian's guidance.

In the past, Biga not only had to think hard about the content and creativity of paintings, but also had to deal with troublesome interpersonal relationships. Sometimes there were doubts from colleagues and incomprehension from the audience.

Now, in the mental hospital, everything is far away.

We are all patients, and we are honest with each other. We often sit together in the afternoon to chat and share our experiences.

Bijia used to think that he was an indifferent person, and the news on the Internet made him indifferent.

But now, listening to the aunt beside her crying that she and her child had been stabbed more than 120 times, got up from the mourning hall and were sent to a mental hospital, Biga was moved to tears.

In the past, Bi Jia felt that art was aloof, elegant, trendy, and incomprehensible to ordinary people.

Now, Bijia realizes that art can also be warm and popular, and that he should go deep into the people to get more inspiration.

"It turns out that this is how Lu Tan used the materials!"

Biga suddenly realized.

It is not the peculiar conjectures of mental patients, nor the hallucinations caused by schizophrenia, but the true feelings of these patients who have broken away from the constraints of society and showed their truest selves.

In daily social interactions, people wear masks of hypocrisy. Even if they say they are sincere, there is still room for truth. For example, if someone asks you what type of girl you like, you may answer cute and cute, but certainly not

You will tell others that you like girls with features like ****** that cannot even be shown on display.

But mental hospitals are different.

Here, everyone is like a newborn baby. No matter what you say, it doesn't matter. No one will hold you accountable. No one will look at you with strange eyes. Some brothers may even listen to the black mud you said.

It's common to put a question mark after something and say, "That's it?"

This has benefited Bijia a lot.

Of course, Biga was still keenly aware of a problem.

I feel more and more that these mentally ill patients are normal.

Logically speaking, these patients in the critical area are all people who can no longer support their normal lives in the real world and have serious mental problems. However, Bijia feels that he can communicate with these people very smoothly.

You won't suddenly feel, "Hey, the other person seems to have some mental problems." You will just feel that they are like family, full of love and warmth.

When he realized this, Biga felt that he might really be crazy.

He came to the clinic and wanted to ask the doctor to treat him.

However, after taking the psychological test, the doctor told him a surprising result.

"Mr. Biga, you have been completely cured."

The doctor looked at the diagnosis and treatment report and said in disbelief.

"ah?"

Biga was a little unbelievable.

"Wait a minute, doctor, don't be kidding me. I think I'm very ill. I communicate with those seriously ill patients very smoothly. Is there something wrong with me?"

"But according to the test and X-ray results, you are indeed normal."

The doctor spoke earnestly and thoughtfully.

"Maybe it's because you have lived here for a long time, so you are used to it and don't want to leave. This is very common. Mr. Biga, you are very normal. You don't have any psychological problems or mental illnesses. Even the depression you had before is gone.

."

"???"

Biga was speechless.

He even began to think that this was some kind of tricking game, and maybe a bunch of people would jump out from the back of the room later and tell him that you were tricked.

Taking the certificate issued by the doctor, Biga returned to his room.

In the sketchbook, there are works drawn by Lu Jian that inspired him these days.

Biga opened it carefully.

Most of these paintings make people feel dizzy, sad and confused at first sight, but after a second look, they will feel the peace of mind.

When appreciating these paintings, Bijia's brain seemed to be directly destroyed by something, and then slowly reshaped.

His whole being was healed.

Bijia feels that if these paintings can be displayed, they will definitely liberate the tired minds of modern people and heal their devastated hearts.

Seeing Biga being discharged from the hospital, Lu Tan felt that he had almost rested.

He also went through the discharge procedures.

After returning home, Lu Jian turned on the computer.

On the hard drive, there lies a folder named [All Quiet in Spring].

Lu Tiao clicked on it, and it was densely packed with videos.

The length and number of videos are far greater than before.

Clicking on one at random, he saw a girl with smooth black hair and amber eyes. She was sitting quietly on the cushion, and the moonlight shone on her face, shining brightly.

She stood up, picked up a long bow and arrows, and shot arrows under the moonlight.

Then, he saw Lu Jian beside him.

Lu Jian turned off the video, and in his field of vision, the cold and indifferent text of the system that he had not seen for a long time appeared.

[Career development tasks]

[Sometimes, the fluctuation of the heartstrings is more impressive than the visual shock. Discover your heart, present your past, and create a character that the audience will remember forever. You already have it in the palm of your hand.

Isn’t it?]

[Task requirement: Publish the works of the movie universe and win three world-class awards]

[Release works from the cinematic universe: 0/1]

[Winning world-class awards: 0/3]

["It's only one step away from a Grand Slam. Can he succeed?"]

"A world-class award..."

Originally, Lu Tian felt that the last five billion revenue was already outrageous, and he spent a lot of effort to complete it. If this time there was ten billion revenue, he would have no choice but to start building cars immediately.

However, the mission requirements this time are different.

World-class awards, that is, at least up to the level of international film festivals, such as Oscars, Golden Bears, Golden Lions, and Palme d'Or, of course. Lu Jian felt that the best place to win would be the Miskatok Film Festival.

The level of the Golden Octopus Award counts.

"I can't go to the college student film festival."

Lu Jian felt very sorry. Those college students and new directors couldn't compete with him. It was definitely their loss.

Compared with box office, award-winning movies are actually on a different dimension from factors such as revenue and blockbuster.

To put it simply, be artistic.

Even for the most commercial Oscars, the judges will also pay attention to some political elements. There are many commercial blockbusters that have won statuettes, but not many. Most of the award-winning films reflect certain social issues, historical events, etc.

Other awards are more artistic. Even if Lu Jian's films have such high global box office, in the eyes of those arrogant judges, they are full of copper stench and not worth mentioning.

Moreover, a commercial film director like Lu Jian, who has achieved big box office, may also encounter resistance from those in the circle, who think that Lu Jian is making too much money and want to put some money on his face. After all, those who act in dramas look down on those who make movies.

It’s common for those who make literary and artistic films to look down on those who make commercial films.

Such bias may also lead to unobjective evaluations of movies. You can always find faults if you want to, and you will be fired if you leave the house with your left foot first, not to mention that subjective feelings are seriously affected by movie reviewers.

Lu Kan wants to win the prize now. It seems simple, but in fact it is very difficult.

"Anyway, let's work hard together."

After stretching his muscles, Lu Kan spoke to the air around him.

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