Hollywood Lover

"Smith Zhang's brain-dead fans, think about it, if this is really written by him, according to him, it was written by him in college because he had a crush on the school girl at that time. Then why has it not been known for several years? , don’t tell me that other people can’t appreciate how beautiful this poem is!”—Maryland Netizen

   "Ha! Do you think everyone is the same as you? If you have a little achievement, you will immediately show it off. Smith Zhang is the modesty of the Chinese!" -California netizen

   "What kind of modesty, it's obviously bought from someone else. Maybe the other party was coerced and lured by him!" Maryland netizen

"Is the one above a fool? Write one for me to see? You bought it? Threats and lures? Did you learn your way of thinking from ET? I really don't know if your father threw you into the sky three times after you were born. Live twice, otherwise how could you say such idiotic words!" - Netizen from Nevada

   "****! Do you want to court death?" - Netizen from Maryland.

  The ensuing discussion was completely distorted. Anyway, it was just one side who defended Zhang Dongcheng and the other side who was firm Zhang Dongcheng black, and the two sides fought and abused each other.

  When there was an uproar on the Internet because of this poem that turned out to be out of nowhere, Zhang Dongcheng was facing Adaman's questioning.

"Smith, did you really write this poem?" Adaman looked at Zhang Dongcheng suspiciously and asked, "Why do I never remember that you had a crush on the school girl at that time? I remember that you seemed to be in love all day I'm studying. I haven't even been there to pick up girls!"

It's not that Adaman suspects that Zhang Dongcheng didn't write this poem. The main reason is that, as Zhang Dongcheng's best friend, Adaman didn't know that Zhang Dongcheng had a crush on other girls when he was in college. Incompetent.

   "Of course. I'm just not good at expressing that's all." Zhang Dongcheng bit the bullet and dealt with it, and immediately changed the subject, saying, "Adaman, have you contacted me about the filming location?"

"Oh! Of course, this has been contacted a long time ago!" Adaman was diverted by Zhang Dongcheng, and said: "We found the Rocky Mountain you mentioned. Wow, that place is so beautiful! We have already contacted the foot of the mountain. Mr. Brewster, the rancher of your lord, welcomes us to film the film!"

  Zhang Dongcheng nodded, and hurriedly fooled this matter. These few days have really made him dizzy.

  Broken Arm Mountain happened in 1963, thirty-five years have passed since today, and the architectural style of that era is still quite different from the present. However, the national history of the United States is only a total of more than two hundred years, less than three hundred years.

   It is not difficult to find a building from the 1960s.

  The scenery of Brokeback Mountain is one of the highlights in the movie, and Zhang Dongcheng doesn't want his Broken Arm Mountain to destroy this advantage. So he chose the same location as Ang Lee to shoot.

  Besides, it is only 1998, which is closer to the time in the movie than when Ang Lee was filming, and the funding is much simpler. Zhang Dongcheng is not short of money.

   "That's good! Then let's make preparations and leave for Canada in three days!" Zhang Dongcheng made a final decision.

  Brokeback Mountain in the original work was filmed in Australia, the United States and Canada. Zhang Dongcheng did not make any changes in this place. Some views of these three countries were also selected.

   Just the day before the Brokeback Mountain crew was going to Canada, a group of strangers came to the door.

  The leader is a Chinese man.

  He was wearing a plain suit, with a beard about the length of a finger on his chin, and a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. He looks gentle and gentle, and he has the feeling of a cultural master in the Republic of China period.

   "Hello, are you Mr. Smith Zhang?" After seeing Zhang Dongcheng, the man immediately extended his hand towards him politely.

  After shaking hands with the other party, Zhang Dongcheng asked with a puzzled face: "Hello, sir, may I ask who you are?"

   "Oh! Sorry. I forgot to introduce myself. This is my business card!" Hearing this, the man smiled gracefully and took out a brand new business card from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Dongcheng.

  There is no decorative pattern on the business card. It is a simple white paper card with a name and title printed on it, and the address and contact information at the bottom.

  Boris Chen. Chinese name Chen Zonghui. Vice President of New York Four Seas Poetry Society.

  Sihai Poetry Club? Zhang Dongcheng was really stunned. In his mind, it is impossible for him to be associated with an organization like the Poetry Society in his life. .

   For a long time, Zhang Dongcheng felt that the poetry society should be a social organization formed spontaneously by those literati. Today's society is becoming more and more impetuous, who will write poetry with heart? It stands to reason that the Poetry Club should also have declined.

  The poet's own rich romantic feelings, compared with the current impetuous society, will only hit the head and bruise. This is why so many modern poets commit suicide.

   "Sorry, Mr. Chen, may I ask who you came to see me?" Seeing that the other party was Chinese, Zhang Dongcheng immediately switched to his mother tongue to communicate. In his heart, he had some vague guesses about the purpose of this Chen Zonghui's visit.

"Uh?" Chen Zonghui showed embarrassment after hearing Zhang Dongcheng's words, and said in blunt Chinese: "I'm very sorry, Mr. Zhang, I... I grew up in the United States, so I am not very proficient in Chinese. Let's communicate in English!"

   Zhang Dongcheng nodded when he heard the words. Language is a subject that has great demands on the environment. A person who has never been abroad and has always lived in a Chinese circle, even if he learns English, it is impossible to communicate with each other very freely in a short period of time.

   Zhang Dongcheng can still understand Boris' situation. He also had some guesses about the origin of this Boris Chen. Presumably, the other party came to him after seeing birds and fish, and wanted to invite him to join the Four Seas Poetry Club.

  Sihai Poetry Society is an international Chinese cultural society. Founded in New York, USA in the early 1960s.

  Began to write poems and lyrics for some Chinese poetry-loving Chinese in New York to express their feelings in their spare time. Later, the number of participants increased, breaking the boundaries of New York and even the United States.

  The poetry society has more than 500 members in more than 10 countries and regions in Europe, America, Asia, and Oceania, and has formed "poetry alliances" with more than 40 poetry societies at home and abroad.

  Since its establishment, it has carried out extensive cultural activities. For example, in the spring of 1985, it held the "Gold List Contemporary Poetry Award" event, which won enthusiastic responses from poetry lovers at home and abroad, and played a role in promoting the prosperity of overseas poetry creation. In addition to opening up the column "Sound of Poetry from the Four Seas" in American Chinese newspapers and periodicals, he also published the poetry collection "Sound of Poetry from the Four Seas" continuously.

"Mr. Smith, I have read your Birds and Fishes. It is an excellent poem. I am here this time to sincerely invite you to join our Four Seas Poetry Club!" While talking, Boris took out a Divide the file. Said: "Here are some introductions about our poetry club, you can read it first! Then make a decision!"

   Zhang Dongcheng nodded when he heard the words, thinking in his heart that it really was so. He didn't refuse, he politely took the document from the other party's hand, and began to look down.

  He himself is indifferent to joining this so-called poetry club. After all, the poetry club and making movies by myself are completely irrelevant. It's just that now that the other party is coming to your door, even if it's from a polite point of view, you can't refuse directly.

  These materials are not much, basically just to introduce the history of the poetry club and the more famous members. It's a pity that Zhang Dongcheng didn't know any of these people. As for the poems they wrote, Zhang Dongcheng was just watching a scene.

After reading the information quickly, Zhang Dongcheng said: "Mr. Boris, I may disappoint you. You know, I not only have to manage a company, but also often go out to shoot movies, so I don't have that much time .”

"I understand, Mr. Smith!" Not only did this Boris Chen not show any disappointment, but he stared at Zhang Dongcheng with piercing eyes and said, "Mr. Smith, after joining the Sihai Poetry Club, there is basically no It will waste your time, in addition to being a name, the usual gatherings can also be done according to your time."

  Everyone has said their words to such an extent that Zhang Dongcheng can't even find a reason to shirk. As long as you put a name on it, basically nothing will happen.

   What else can Zhang Dongcheng say? He nodded and said, "Alright then, I'll join!"

   After filling out a form with the help of Boris, Zhang Dongcheng successfully became a poet of the Four Seas Poetry Society!

  After sending Boris away, Zhang Dongcheng had just walked upstairs when he saw Adaman looking at him with a strange smile on his face.

   "Have you seen Brokeback Mountain look so young? Why are you looking at me like that?" Zhang Dongcheng asked strangely.

   "Oh! Smith, should I call you Mr. Director, or a poet?" Adaman laughed teasingly.

   Zhang Dongcheng smiled when he heard the words, shook his head, and said, "Did you hear that?"

"That's right! I was about to go to your office just now, but I happened to hear that guy just now invited you to join the poetry club! It seems that our Director Smith will become a poet in the future!" Adaman's smile made people feel very owe flat.

  Zhang Dongcheng rolled his eyes at him angrily, looked solemn, and said, "Adaman, have you contacted the ticket yet?"

   "Of course!" Adaman nodded, and became serious, and replied: "I have settled the air ticket issue. We can set off at nine o'clock tomorrow morning!"

   "Okay, just let everyone know. We're leaving tomorrow!" After Zhang Dongcheng finished speaking, he was about to go back to his office.

   "Hey! Smith, wait, James came to you just now. I just went to tell you about this!" Adaman stopped Zhang Dongcheng.

   "James? James Huang? Did he ask me for anything?" Zhang Dongcheng asked strangely.