Rand glanced at Sister Sando in anger, and then said to Donner beside her: "Sir Lapuda, what about your opinion?"

Donner "I agree with Sister Sando."

Wow! A low voice of discussion sounded in the screening room.

Sister Sando raised her eyebrows, and a smile that was difficult to detect flashed on her eyebrows.

Hayes' eyes were almost glaring, and Grant's hand was tightly held onto the microphone. If he added a little more force, the microphone would definitely be clenched by him.

Griffith slapped the cigar and made a squeaking sound from his mouth, and the sound of his teeth biting his cigarette butt because of his anger.

Grant ignored Lapuda and continued to ask the remaining dozen people for their opinions.

The opinions of the dozen people were surprisingly consistent: they supported Sister Sando's opinion.

There was a stalemate in the screening room. Although the executive board members led by Hayes and Grant who supported me were more than Sando and Lapuda's opposition, the number of opposition parties was far greater than one-third of the total number.

"After ten minutes, we will hold the second round of voting after ten minutes. During these ten minutes, please consider it carefully again!" Grant knocked on the table and announced a rest according to the management.

I stood up and walked outside the door of the screening room. Perhaps because I knew the result of the first round, all the employees of the company who were originally happy in the yard stood blankly in the corner and looked at me, their eyes full of concern and anxiety.

"Andre, I've been wrong now. Although I thought that Sando would object, I didn't expect that there were so many people who agreed with her. There were still ten minutes left. You should think of a solution quickly! Just like last time! Otherwise, your movie would have to be deleted by the special team! You know the consequences if I don't tell me! "Grant hurried out from it and pulled me aside and whispered.

I smiled and shrugged: "What can I think of?! I am not God, and the power is in my hands. I can't hold on to others' hands! Those of them know to point fingers at other people's movies all day long, and they don't know the hardships of us filmmakers. I think next time the executive board personnel change, you should choose more people who understand movies, or simply choose some from Hollywood filmmakers."

Grant looked at me: "You can laugh out loud! Change of leadership?! We have just reached an agreement, and the personnel of this executive board will not move for four years! Don't think about this matter, you should solve the current situation!"

Instead of dealing with Grant immediately, I took out a cigarette and started smoking.

"Oh! You want to be anxious! Stop smoking! Go and find a way!" Grant grabbed the cigarette from my hand and jumped at me.

"Don't worry, let them vote, they will regret their vote!" I patted Grant on the shoulder and smiled.

Grant was stunned: "Andre, every time you smile like this, nothing good happens. Tell me, are you ready for a way out?"

I grinned: "My mayor, please go in and be your abbot with peace of mind. Try to keep in mind the rest of the matters, and you will understand after a while."

The more I said this, the more confused Grant became, but he was not panicked at all when he saw me. He knew that I had never fought an unprepared battle and turned his head into the screening room with doubts.

"Boss, have you figured out a solution?? Find a solution quickly, otherwise it will be too late!" Gans, Griffith and others walked around inside, in a panic.

I smiled slightly and waved my hand to them to sit down.

"Boss! I really admire you! Our movie is about to be ravaged by that old virgin, and you are still calm! Boss, this is an investment of 100 yuan! If there is a big deal, our company will suffer heavy losses!" Gans pulled me and was about to run outside.

"What are you doing?!" I turned to Gans.

Gansu looked helpless: "What can I do?! You have a good relationship with that old Lapuda, hurry up and find him, just like the last review of "Dracula of the Vampire". If you talk to him, maybe you can solve this problem this time."

I shook my head: "Impossible."

"Why?!"

"You are stupid. The most important reason why Lapuda was willing to stand up for me last time was that he was a loyal supporter of "Dracula Vampire", and there were scenes he starred in. In the current movie, he didn't dare to be interested in it. How could he have had a fight with his nephew for such a movie that had nothing to do with him? Besides, we have many movies in the future. You won't want us to look for old Lapuda every time we complete a movie for review, right?! This is a problem that treats the symptoms but not the root cause, do you understand?"

I looked at Gans and smiled meaningfully at him.

"What should I do?! Boss, I'm almost in a hurry!" Gans squatted on the ground.

"Get up! Look at your bear look! Are you still the manager of our DreamWorks?" I kicked him.

"Boss, what should I do? No one has any idea." Griffith yelled.

I said sinisterly: "This time we will do something to cure the root cause!"

Gans looked at me,

It seemed as if I understood something: "Boss, I understand. Is it because of this that you called me and Jason?!"

I nodded: "That's just one of them. The good show is still coming. You guys just wait and watch the fun."

After hearing what I said, Gans burst into tears and waved his hand at Griffith for a smile: "Everyone goes back, everyone goes back, hehe, with the boss here, we don't have to hurry at all!"

Griffith and others stared at each other, not knowing what was going on, so they had to sit in their seats suspiciously.

Ten minutes didn't take long, and it passed in a flash.

Grant walked onto the podium, cleared his throat, looked at me again, and said loudly: "Dear colleagues, we will hold the second round of votes soon. This is also the last vote. Please be careful. In addition, according to the convention, the main creators of the film being reviewed can defend the various opinions of the Executive Board. Please Andrei

I stood up and walked onto the stage slowly. There was applause from the audience, and those who supported me stood up and clapped.

I waited humbly for their applause to calm down before smiling: "I don't want to say much about Sister Sando's opinion, and I don't want to defend it at all."

Wow! Whether it is those who support me or those who Sangduo, I was stunned by my words.

In their imagination, I will definitely talk endlessly when I go on stage this time, making Sando's all kinds of accusations and criticisms in absolute way. Just like last time in "Dracula of the Vampire", Sister Sando was so angry that she trembled all over and couldn't find my loophole. However, I unexpectedly announced that I would not defend Sando's accusations, which made everyone feel incredible.

"Mr. Corleon, have you agreed to Sister Sando's accusations?!" A man from the Executive Board stood up and asked loudly.

I shook my head: "If I don't defend myself, it doesn't mean that I have accused Sister Sando's accusations. The reason why I don't defend myself is actually very simple because I feel like I'm playing the piano against a cow!"

Wow! The scene in the screening room suddenly got out of control.

"Everyone, who gave your power?! You know better than me. It was given to you by Hollywood filmmakers, and it was given to you by millions of Americans. What is the purpose of giving you power?! It is to promote the development of movies and promote the development of society through your hands. This responsibility is very heavy! I am very happy to see that most of you can start from this responsibility, be responsible for society and be responsible for Hollywood films and vote your votes fairly. You have not let down the mission given to you by Hollywood filmmakers and the people!" I paused for a moment, looked at Has Grant and some people in the audience, and they were all nodding frequently.

"But!" I changed my tone: "I also saw that some people, who do not know anything about movies at all. They exercise this great power according to their own preferences rather than truthfulness. The times are developing. They are still using medieval ideas to poke the beauty of the 20th century! This behavior is extremely irresponsible!"

I became more and more excited as I spoke, and almost roared in the end: "Your Code Execution Bureau has not been established for a long time, it has not been a year yet! Look at yourself, what is the difference between you and the one that was a year ago?! Many of you are veterans of the previous one, think about it yourself, which movie has passed the censorship in the past year! No! None! Hollywood produces seven or eight hundred movies a year, and none of them can pass the censorship smoothly! Do Hollywood films have bad thoughts and are they trying to degenerate society?! When I went to the city government yesterday, I met Todd one! What is one-third of the film films in the film?

Concept! I tell you, 30 minutes + time, 300 minutes of filming time, a few weeks of shooting time! You guys, who knows how hard we filmmakers work! In order to attract investment funds, we pretend to be grandsons, and we always worry that our movies will die in the stomach. We are busy casting, modifying the script, and then shooting like purgatory, dealing with various emergencies and editing. After going through day and night, we will send the film to you. You just glance at it casually and start from your own likes and dislikes, thinking that that should be deleted, and this should be cut. What you deleted is not film, but filmmakers' blood and sweat!"

There was silence in the screening room, and many people lowered their heads and thought about my words secretly. Among the people around Sister Sando, many of them had their heads hanging down.

"Look at how many clips have you deleted in the past year? If those films are piled up, you can bury this small screening room! You go out and listen to the filmmakers who say what some of you are, borers! They call you borers! You are borers little by little! You are borers in the base of the Temple of Film Art! I clearly remember that when the people from the previous Executive Board attended various meetings, all the filmmakers looked at them with respect, but now, I don't think you can understand it without me saying that they are looking at you. They are looking at you with angry and contemptuous eyes?! Why?! Why do you think about it yourself!"

"I think some opinions are ridiculous! Very ridiculous! Among you

How much do people know about movies?! The real film art, as you said! What you do is to label the camera wishfully, symbolic labels, you won’t think about it. How ridiculous it is! I dare not say that I understand movies. In fact, at most I am a small director now, and I have not done any earth-shaking things. Today, I am here as an ordinary Hollywood filmmaker, calling on you to use a realistic attitude when expressing opinions on other people’s works, to review other people’s films, to exercise your power in a realistic manner, from the art of film itself, from history, and from your conscience! Instead of tyrantly raising the editing knife in your hands to kill! Your power is given by Hollywood filmmakers, and they can give it or take it back at any time!”

After I finished speaking these words, I did not make a defense for Sister Sando's accusations. I didn't want to say anything more about such a ridiculous statement.

Back in the seat, Griffith was the first to give me a thumbs up: "Boss, you said so well! Have a sigh of anger for us! It's so good! It's so good!"

"Boss, this movie is banned. With your words, it's worth it!" Gans slapped his hands in his seat.

The screening room was quiet, and I knew Grant had walked onto the podium.

"Mr. Corleon's words are very wonderful! They are also very sincere! This is the mind of a real filmmaker! His speech even made me feel ashamed. Yes, our power is given by the people and given by Hollywood filmmakers. If we cannot be responsible for them, if it is not for the development of Hollywood films, then wouldn't we really become borers! So, I remind everyone again to treat your precious vote carefully! Okay, let's start the second round of voting!"

The second round of voting was in silence, and everyone spoke until Grant said the result.

"Today, the Executive Board actually received 24 people, agreeing with Mr. Corleon's movie >. 14 people who have been reviewed and 10 people who opposed this movie must be deleted by the special team established by the Codex Executive Board before it can meet the audience!" After Grant announced the result with a facial expression, he looked at me with an apology.

"This is simply a trampling on art!"

"For the first time I feel ashamed of being a member of this Executive Board!"

...

Roars came from every corner of the screening room, and many people expressed their dissatisfaction with the result.

I had expected this result.

Looking at Grant, with a hint of sneer, I raised my hand high.

"Mr. Corleon, do you have something to say?!" Grant was surprised to see me like this, but there was also a hint of joy on his face.

He knows very well about my personality and knows that I will definitely make some big moves next.

"Yes, Mr. Grant, I request a speech, is it OK?" I said in a deep voice.

Grant lighted his head as if a chicken pecked at rice: "Of course, please come on stage!"

The people in the screening room didn't understand why I asked for a speech at this time. After the second vote, the censorship fate of the movie was decided. What I said would be useless.

"Thank you Mr. Grant." Walking onto the stage, I smiled at Grant, and then looked at all the people from the Executive Board.

Sister Sando sat behind her, lifting her pointed chin high, her eyes provocatively, and her face was arrogant and proud.

"We have our own decision on the results of the Codex Executive Board's review. DreamWorks will not hand over the film to this special team!" I gritted my teeth and shouted loudly.

"The boss is a good one!"

"Boss, we support you!"

Griffith and Dunar from the audience cheered me in unison with others.

The guys in the screening room were all looking straight.

"Protected by the Andrebang government, if you do not obey the resolution of the Executive Board and release the movie privately without the deletion and modification of the special team, I promise that you will spend the rest of your life in prison!" Sister Sando could no longer sit still at this time, and stood up and walked to me step by step. She looked at me with a pale face. Her posture was not so much accusation, but rather a naked threat.

I saw from the eyes of many people in the Executive Board that they were strongly disgusted with Sister Sando.

Sister Sando said nothing. If I disobey the results of the second round of voting, it would be a certain thing for me to go to prison. Even DreamWorks cannot escape the fate of closing.

Whether it was Hayes, Grant, or even Griffith, they were all shocked by the news I announced.

"Andre, this is not a joke!" Grant reminded me that the consequences would be serious.

Looking at Sister Sando's witch-like face, I laughed.

What I said next made these people even more happy!

What am I going to say?
Chapter completed!