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Chapter 611
Zhao Jiping, one of the top film soundtrack masters in China... He has composed music for a series of well-known works, such as "Red Sorghum", "Farewell My Concubine", "To Live", "A Lawsuit by Qiu Ju", " Relying on Heaven and Slaying the Dragon"...

Speaking of it, one of his anecdotes that people talk about is still making the soundtrack for "A Chinese Journey to the West".

At that time, the big talk was to cooperate with Xi'an Film Studio, and Zhao Jiping was the dean of Xi'an Conservatory of Music. After the soundtrack was completed, because he didn't like the film very much, Zhao Jiping asked the film crew not to sign the film.

Emmm, even though the older generation of artists didn't like the way the scripts and stories were expressed at that time, they still completed the soundtrack with all their heart, and it became a generation of classics in the future.

Gan Jing currently has two main considerations in terms of crew construction, one is soundtrack and martial arts, and the other is live-action shooting.

The former's martial arts guidance is naturally to use a domestic team, whether it is Yuan Heping or the Yuan Brothers, their level in this area is the top in the world, which is one of the reasons why Jackie Chan can become an international superstar.

In terms of martial arts and kung fu, China is unique.

Compared with this, Gan Jing was a little hesitant about the soundtrack. He still wanted to use domestic people, but considering the opinions of the other two companies, after several parties coordinated, everyone could use people, and finally chose the best.

If possible, Gan Jing would like to use his own people from top to bottom, and only put on a Hollywood skin, but the reality is that we still have to follow the market rules.

Ideals, emotions, feelings, these hot things are not impossible, but only when they are organically combined with the cold market can they last longer.

Gan Jing thought so, and planned to do the same.

"Sister Jing, I'm back in the capital, let's go out for dinner." Gan Jing called Tan Jing.

"Success. I've been watching your news a lot lately. It's really impressive." Tan Jing said with a smile.

"By the way, Sister Jing, let me ask you something. Are you familiar with Mr. Zhao Jiping? He is the chairman of the Musicians Association."

"I know it, but I'm not very familiar with it." Tan Jing knew who it was referring to as soon as she heard the title.

Gan Jing thought for a while and said, "Okay, let's have dinner another day. I'm a little busy these days."

Tan Jing also thought for a while and said, "I am familiar with his son and his students. His student Wang Hongwei and I are in the same unit, and both belong to the Song and Dance Troupe of the General Political Department."

"Sister, is it okay to eat the day after tomorrow?" Gan Jing was like a fragment.

"no problem."

"See you soon."

"it is good."

Gan Jing felt that the matter was half done after a phone call where both ends remained unchanged.

But it was really a coincidence when he saw Zhao Jiping's son, Zhao Lin, at the dinner table. He was the deputy chief director and music program director of this year's Spring Festival Gala.

"Forrest Gump, what song do you want to sing this year? It will be reported."

"Forrest Gump, continue to sing a song with Tan Jing this year."

"Brother Lin, when we are free, let's go and see the old man together."

"Brother Lin, even if the old man retires, he can use his spare energy."

The dialogue and communication between the two basically revolved around their respective jobs. Tan Jing, Wang Hongwei, and Zhou Dongyu who accompanied them were all a little helpless. In the end, Gan Jing was the better one. The man lost in the wine fight!

Originally there was no need for this, but intentionally or unconsciously, Gan Jing's self-confidence collided with Zhao Lin's self-confidence, and the two drank together.

Then, Zhao Lin got drunk.

So, Zhao Lin called out "Brother Gan".

This is not a polite name. If Tan Jing hadn't stopped him abruptly, when Zhao Lin woke up, he would be able to see the video of drinking blood for the alliance, and he would still be a younger brother willingly.

Hmm...he is ten years older than Forrest Gump.

Two days later, after sobering up, Zhao Lin, who was willing to gamble and lose, brought Gan Jing, who was the king of efficiency, into the gate of his father's house.

"Father, you see your son brought the person you have been criticizing a while ago to the door for you to criticize face to face."

As soon as he entered the door, Gan Jing was surprised by Zhao Lin's greeting. He didn't say that there was still such a stubble before. It seems that the wine was not enough!
"Grandpa Zhao, I'm Gan Jing, nice to meet you." Gan Jing didn't bring any more things, so he carried the Moutai in a gift box with both hands.

Zhao Jiping is now in his sixties, his hair is already white, and the top is naturally quite shiny. He looked at his son in surprise, and then at this strange but faceless young man.

"Gan Jing?" Zhao Jiping spoke with a Shaanxi accent.

"Old man, it's me." Gan Jing put down the things in his hands and replied with a smile.

"Gan Jing, a first-class actor?" Zhao Jiping chose a title that was somewhat unexpected for Gan Jing.

"Yes, it's me. Hey, old man, listen to Brother Lin, do you always have some opinions on me?" Gan Jing is acting like a junior today, not mentioning age, just talking about "Farewell My Concubine". In fact, there is a sense of closeness in my heart.

The three of them were already seated, Zhao Jiping took out his own reading glasses, put them on and carefully looked at the Forrest Gump in front of him, after a while he couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "The future is awesome, the future is awesome."

"This is thanks to the development of our country." Gan Jing did not sing high-profile, but just stated an established fact.

Zhao Jiping nodded, looked at A-Gump for a while, and said with a smile: "Xiaolin just said that I criticized you, but there is nothing wrong with it, Mr. Gan, I think you should make more movies that reflect the people and the times. .”

This may be a natural view of the older generation of filmmakers.

"Hmm." Gan Jing pondered for a moment, "The times are developing, whether it's Zhang Ziyi, Jackie Chan, or me, when we stand in Hollywood, our faces and our skin color represent the new era of Chinese movies."

Gan Jing is a junior, but this does not mean that he should be timid and avoid his own views.

"Only when the films we make are getting better and better, needless to say, I am more inclined to get better and better box office, so that more Chinese actors can stand on the international stage, and because of this, more can go out." Gan Jing talked eloquently, ignoring Zhao Lin's surprised eyes, "The era, we are the current era, and the future era."

Gan Jing expressed it with some difficulty. What he meant was not only box office theory, but the box office and business to have a future. It is not simple at all.

This effort is itself a response to the times.

Or, to put it bluntly, Jackie Chan is old, Zhang Ziyi is decadent, and what kind of drama the new Oscar winner plays, it is a manifestation of the era of Asians in international films.

Gan Jing didn't say these words, but Zhao Lin who was at the side felt the taste, and looked at A-Gump with complicated eyes.

"The future is formidable, and the future is formidable."

Zhao Jiping took off the reading glasses from the bridge of his nose, nodded and sighed, still the same sentence.

(End of this chapter)