"Many things cannot be figured out by sitting in the room and drinking coffee, especially things that need to be shown to children. They need some simplicity, simplicity, touching, connotation without losing their childlike innocence.

It's very difficult." Editor-in-chief Yao explained to Teacher Xie: "People's creativity often comes from life and survival experience. Those who drink coffee can ask them to write about love, love, intrigue, but they can never write about innocence."

"I didn't expect that writing is so difficult, so it's okay for us." Teacher Xie understood and nodded.

"You can't afford to play movies even if you don't have money, just photography. If you don't have a hundred or eighty thousand, you can hear a sound when you throw it in?"

"You can't say that," Teacher Xie smiled: "However, it is indeed easier to learn if you have better conditions."

Jingying is not unable to receive "poor" students every year, but generally, this kind of person follows the crowd and is difficult to stand out. It is entirely based on luck. It really requires too much money to spend this thing.

Adding quotation marks means that students who can come here to go to school are relatively poor. Even the conditions at home that can come will not be too bad. This is a coaching or photography class, and the performance class is better.

"Teacher Xie, are you asking me for something?" Zhang Yanming asked on his own initiative. Everyone has come, and it is impossible to refuse some things, so it is better to take the initiative.

"There are some things. Two things." Teacher Xie was not polite and raised his two fingers: "One thing is that the school is preparing to set up a scholarship in your name.

The second thing is that on the internship side, can you recommend and recommend to the crew to the crew through the old yard?”

Zhang Yanming funded some "relatively poor students" through the school. In fact, the school surveyed every semester and gave a list. Then Zhang Yanming gave a sum of money to use for the life and study of these students.

It is probably because the school feels that it is a bit wrong to just hold the money in obscurity, or it is trying to get in touch with Zhang Yanming, or the old dean wants to give Zhang Yanming a name.

As for internships, the Cultural and Creative Park is now the internship base of Beijing Film Academy, but it is more inclined to behind-the-scenes technology and has little significance to the students in the performance class.

Zhang Yanming grabbed his scalp: "In my name? Isn't it good? Isn't that good? What should I do? Is it helpful too."

"You don't have to be humble," Teacher Xie said with a smile: "This matter was proposed by Dean Wang at the school meeting, saying that the money is just used without any ends, which is not right.

Besides, you paid the money, and it is a good thing for you to get a name. It can also inspire future classmates to learn from you."

"Then... don't use my personal name. It feels like I've passed away. Otherwise, use the company name? Just call it Maple Leaf Scholarship, okay?"

"Why do you like Maple Leaf so much? The company is called Fengcheng? The car is called Hongfeng? This scholarship is also called Maple Leaf."

"... Actually, I don't know how to name it. My old yard studio has been laughed at by everyone for several years. Fengcheng is my hometown, a national-level maple leaf capital? It's also a souvenir? I got used to it after using it. Besides, the maple leaf is really beautiful."

"Oh? There is another reason. Where is the Maple Leaf Capital? I really haven't noticed it? Is this a tourist attraction?"

"A county below Ruer? Guxihu? Also called Guanyin Pavilion. Have you ever heard of Guanmen Mountain and Shui Cave?"

"Oh? Do you know? I know this? Our school organized it once before... I didn't go there. There are many maple leaves there?"

"A lot? When autumn comes, all the mountains are full of red, which is really a beautiful forest. Otherwise, it would not have become the earliest national scenic spot in China."

"Will the entire county be red?" Editor-in-chief Yao asked.

"Not the entire county town? There are almost no trees in the county town?"

Zhang Yanming shook his head: "It's all the mountains in the county. Are we in the mountains? When autumn comes, all the mountains are red? It's the largest natural place with the most concentrated maple leaves in China.

That kind of beauty is shocking. You have to see it with your own eyes. No one noticed it, and now you are paying attention to tourism."

"It turns out that eating a full meal was the big goal at that time. Who would care about where the leaves would turn red? Times have changed, and the people are rich." Editor-in-Chief Yao sighed.

"Okay, that's called Maple Leaf Scholarship. I'll go back to report to the school and tell the school about the origin so that future students can also understand your hometown.

There is nothing wrong with the internship, right?”

"If I agreed like this, would you feel that it was too fake? I tried my best, can I do it? I didn't work anywhere, I can only rush for a good relationship, or have a crew of acquaintances to talk to others about a few people."

"That's what Yanming said, you don't know your influence in the domestic film and television industry yet? Don't talk about other things, military film, national station, and Huaying, are you doing well?"

"I guess it's OK. Three companies are enough?"

"It must be enough. How many students do we have in total? It's either the size of the corner, or just go in and follow it for a while, and experience it."

"Okay, that's fine. Then the school will give you a list and I'll write a letter of recommendation, okay?"

"Okay. That's fine," Teacher Xie stood up and stretched out his right hand at Zhang Yanming: "Come on, hold one, I would like to thank you on behalf of the students in the school and the performance class."

"Can you not be so fake? Are you a golden hand?" Zhang Yanming joked, stood up, and shook with Teacher Xie.

"Actually, Yanming, you should consider children's dramas. It means more meaningful for children to shoot a few more good works." Editor-in-chief Yao interjected.

"Okay, this is easy. If you think any story is OK, just find someone to get a script and we will establish a project... I will bring it to the national stage."

"Okay, this matter needs to be done."

"Yanming is still more concerned about the children. Isn't your editorial department specializing in this area? There are also movies. Children's movies have been filmed every year for several years, and they are all high-quality products."

Teacher Xie praised Zhang Yanming and also gave editor-in-chief Yao a lesson. The old man really didn’t know that Zhang Yanming was still shooting children’s movies.

"Actually, the most attractive thing to children is cartoons. Unfortunately, we are so good and have such a high animation foundation, and now we are the world of small foot basin and Americans."

"It's not that easy if you want to do animation now. The output ratio is too great, and various conditions... it's really a pity." As a filmmaker, Teacher Xie also knows some things in the past.

What level was the domestic animation back then? Feng Mi Omi, the father of the animation of Xiao Foot Basin, came to learn from his master... It can be said that it was the benchmark of world animation at that time. Then he went away.

A certain team is not good at doing anything, but it is best to do nothing, but it is best to do anything.

After the three of them finished their business, they sat down and drank tea, and chatted casually for a while. Editor-in-Chief Yao and Teacher Xie said goodbye together.

Zhang Yanming turned his head back when he saw the two of them away, stood at the door of the office and lit a cigarette, thinking about it.

He is not used to this kind of interference without appointments, and will interrupt what he does and thinks, and then he will always take some effort and time to get it back.

"Fuhai."

"Oh, brother."
Chapter completed!