I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 1098 1093. Ordinary Road (11K chapter)

"Wrong message? Sorry, Mr. Director, I'm working outside. If you don't mind, can you take a look when I get back to the hotel?"

"Of course, Mr. Andre. You sent me the second one, which is the clip where a child suddenly breaks into the camera."

"Ah! That was really sent to the wrong person. Please forgive my carelessness."

"It doesn't matter. This video also gave me a lot of inspiration. I still have to thank you."

"LOL, let's contact each other later."

"Okay."

After replying to the email, Xu Xin continued to sit in front of the computer, studying this short film of only a few seconds.

He felt that his thinking was broadened a lot.

It's not about vision, but about photography.

This kind of shot taken by accident gave him a very strange sense of technology.

This way of using the lens... You can take close-ups, there is no doubt about that. But at the same time, you can also make movies.

But it is more subject-oriented.

He subconsciously brought this kind of lens into "Master".

But he shook his head slightly the next second.

No.

"Master" is not suitable.

Its lens is technological enough.

But not magical enough.

Or to make it more magical, the motion trajectory needs to be changed.

But it is very suitable for some... modern or sci-fi themes.

Maybe it will be great if it is used in "John Wick".

Unfortunately... that movie has been finished.

But if there is a chance to shoot this kind of film in the future, the effect should be very good. And magical themes... can also be used. For example, if you shoot a shot of a fairy using a flying sword, you can use upscaling + interpolation + a designed motion trajectory, which should also be very colorful.

But this shooting method... requires the photographer's skills.

If he were to shoot it himself, he would definitely not be able to shoot it. His photography level is no different from that of an elementary school student.

But can Lin Li study it?

While thinking about it, he saved this video and renamed it "For Lin Li, the little boy upscaling"

This is to remind himself what this film is for.

There are a lot of contents in his notebook, all kinds of things, and if he doesn't mark it in this way, it's too easy to get confused.

So, he just sat in front of the computer and thought over and over again.

His thoughts gradually began to empty.

"The Breakout" was screened on the first day. Under the new rules of Cannes, the temperament of this film festival was a little strange.

Xu Xin couldn't say whether the new rules were good or bad. After all, according to the old tradition, the rules used by the three major film festivals of Cannes, Venice and Berlin can ensure that those favorites to win the championship or the wonderful films have always maintained super high popularity since the first day of the film festival.

But it is true... this kind of popularity will compress the living space of other films.

Everyone went to see the popular ones, and the attendance rate of those unpopular movies was very small, which was indeed not fair.

In order to be "fair", Cannes changed the new rules. Different movies were screened every day. Everyone made choices from limited movies, which could indeed disperse the flow of people and make them average.

But this also made those strong movies have to follow the popularity of other movies.

Hmm... Why does it feel like fighting the rich and dividing the land.

So much so that after missing the first day of the film festival because of a fever, he completely lost the feeling of participating in the three major European festivals in the past.

I can only say that there are good and bad things.

As he was thinking, his cell phone rang again.

This time it was Zhong Changyou who called.

"Does Director Xu feel better?"

"Much better, the fever has subsided. Brother Zhong, where are you?"

"I just arrived at the hotel...Where's Director Xu? Is he in the room?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll go find you?"

"Okay."

The phone was hung up, and soon, there was a knock on the door.

After Xu Xin opened the door, he looked at him with a tired face and smiled:

"Captain, didn't you sleep well these two days?"

"Oh, don't mention it."

Zhong Changyou shook his head:

"These days I have been negotiating with these film producers, you come and I go..."

Xu Xin realized that his voice was a little hoarse.

But there was nothing he could do. The function of the team leader was to represent the Xiying Studio to discuss cooperation with these business partners.

In addition to this function in the studio, Lao Zhong usually didn't take care of things as an external department. If a foreigner wants to find him, his staff will basically filter the information first, whether it is an email or a phone call, and then find him after filtering it. He will report it, whether it is a remake or an import, and the factory will make the decision after it is said, and the reply content is also given to his staff.

It can be said that he is busy for a few periods of time every year.

The three major, or film festivals below the three major, such as Barcelona and Rome.

In terms of years, he may be busy for two or three months at most a year.

The rest of the time is quite free.

"Director Xu, that Martin McDonagh came to me again."

"Is it the tall, thin, white-haired British director?"

"Yes, he said he met you and you talked."

"Well... I guess so."

Xu Xin nodded and admitted:

"He is the director of "The Killer Takes No Holidays", and that movie is pretty good. What did he talk to you about?"

"I still want to get the rights to the remake. He seems to really like this film. When he first talked to me, Director Xu was ill, so I said I would ask you what you think after you get better. In fact, I wanted to drag him along, after all, the first few remakes of "Perfect" that were sold last time all lost money. But..."

As he spoke, Zhong Changyou took out a document from his bag.

"Here, Director Xu, this is what he gave me when we talked today. He wrote about his ideas for the remake."

"Hmm..."

Xu Xin took it.

There are 3 pages in total.

It's densely packed, mostly with long paragraphs of English.

He hasn't read the content yet.

But... I have to admit that as the screenwriter and director of "Silent Witness", he feels pretty good to see someone treat his "child" like this.

He nodded:

"What do you think?"

"I feel...some of what he said is quite right. It's all here...but I still didn't agree to it. Director Xu, you have to make the decision. Besides...I don't think he has much money..."

Money or not, Xu Xin doesn't care.

But after all, this movie is invested by Yuntu, so it still has to be considered.

After thinking about it, he said:

"Let me take a look at this. If he really likes it, then he can quote a price."

He didn't tell the truth.

Zhong Changyou also understood the meaning and nodded:

"Okay, no problem."

The two then talked about the recent situation.

In fact, under the modification of the rules in Cannes this time, the discussion of movies has really weakened a lot. But it is replaced by the prosperity of the market.

Indeed...no matter how good a movie is, it will only be shown for one day.

After the unlimited rules began to favor those "not so good" movies, the audience watched them with limited choices and found that these movies were actually not bad.

The audience feedback was good, and the film producers flocked to it instead.

As the world's largest film festival film trading market, Cannes' commercial attributes began to play out beyond normal.

It is said that the trading venue is just like the stock market, it is so lively.

And as the representative of Xiying, Zhong Changyou is obviously a high-quality stock in this stock trading market.

These days, he has been really plundered.

After chatting until more than five o'clock, after talking about the past few days, he stood up and said goodbye with a tired look on his face.

He didn't even plan to eat dinner.

Xu Xin asked and found out that he had to go back and rest for a while, and there was a small film producer cocktail party at 8 o'clock in the evening.

It was enough.

After seeing him off, Xu Xin took the pages in his hand and sat back in front of the computer and started reading.

[The first thing is to strengthen the dramatic conflict. I think Zhaodi's resistance spirit in the film is not enough, and her behavior is not even extreme enough. This aspect needs to be strengthened, for example, she can even set fire to the police station for her children...]

"..."

The first paragraph made Xu Xin stunned.

Fire...

Who is it?

What is she going to do?

What do you want her to do?

Xu Xin thought to himself, I am just a bad movie-maker...

I just ate a bowl of noodles.

Can you please stop accusing good people?

Brother, is that something you can say?

Suddenly, he had a toothache.

Then the toothache began to spread from the nerves and finally turned into a pain in the balls.

He thought to himself that Britain is not a lawless place.

You are too stubborn.

Why not just give Zhaodi a shot of super soldier serum and let her become Captain Marvel.

He thought to himself that foreigners have big imaginations and Florida really doesn't support idle people.

With a heart full of speechlessness, he continued to read on.

However...

As he put himself into the other person's perspective and began to extend the whole story, his face slowly changed from that absurd to calm.

You really don't say...

When he finished reading the three pages of the other person's ideas, he thought for a moment and nodded subconsciously.

It's really good.

If it is designed according to the other person's dramatic conflict, the style of this film will be more extreme, and the background and appearance will be much heavier.

Xu Xin can even assert that if the film is modified according to his ideas, it will be better... or the style will be stronger.

But...

There is a premise here, that is, it can only be filmed abroad.

Because according to the other party's design, in China... let alone filming, it can be sentenced to death in the early stage of the script.

This director Martin's "second creation" is indeed very brilliant.

Even in Xu Xin's eyes, he really understands this story and belongs to the category of bosom friends.

But... that natural barrier is here.

What he can do is the limit.

Is there any regret in "Raging"?

Of course there is.

Now he more or less understands why Lou Ye said that the older he gets, the more desperate he feels when he had dinner with him last time.

Xu Xin remembers that Lou Ye's eyes were a little red when he said this.

With the help of alcohol and cigarettes, this sixth generation said in a tone that seemed like he had accepted his fate:

"Many people thought I was soft and cowardly... In fact, I was not soft, and I didn't want to be cowardly. It's just that I saw it, I saw the mountain that I couldn't cross. I accepted it."

At that time, Xu Xin didn't care about this sentence.

But now think about it...it's true.

The more profound the subject matter, the greater the constraints.

But there are some things that he cannot decide. In fact, in his opinion, these things are indeed natural barriers, constraints, and shackles that restrict freedom for artists. But for many growing teenagers, it is a perfect firewall.

Many things need to be viewed dialectically.

You have to look at it from both sides.

Even as an artist, he always believes that this natural barrier has more advantages than disadvantages.

And how to choose between justice and self?

Xu Xin naturally will not hesitate much.

There is a country, there is a home.

So, for him, "Rage" ends here.

But...

His eyes fell on these three pages of A4 paper.

After thinking about it, he directly created a new WORD document and started writing:

[Director Martin, I agree with your views and ideas. In fact, at the beginning of the creation of "Rage", I knew that its constraints were very large...]

When Yang Mi came back, it was almost 7 o'clock in the evening.

"Honey, what are you doing? Let's go eat."

"Okay... wait for me a minute..."

Seeing Xu Xin typing away on the keyboard, Yang Mi walked over to take a look in confusion.

At first glance.

Hmm... there are quite a few English grammatical errors.

There are also a few wrong words.

At second glance...

"Who are you making the material for "Rampage" for?"

"Martin McDonagh."

Xu Xin said, pointing to the material next to the computer.

Yang Mi picked it up and started reading.

After reading for about five minutes, her face showed the same absurd expression as her husband's:

"I'm so busy in the morning that I'm in detention at noon, even before the afternoon! Do you believe it?"

"Look carefully, his version does have a stronger conflict."

"But the problem is that you can't make it. This subject matter... who dares to make it in China? Do you really think this is the 1990s?"

"So they want to remake it."

"Uh..."

Yang Mi was stunned.

Perhaps it was because of her strange brain circuits, after following this line of thought, she actually nodded:

"That's pretty good. It would be best if the rating could be set at PG13, teaching children to protect themselves and also teaching them how to set fires."

"..."

Xu Xin thought to himself that you really lost out if you weren't born in Florida.

While thinking, he typed quickly.

After typing the last space, he looked at what he had written for more than an hour, and looked at the time again...

"Help me polish it later, there are many words I can't remember how to spell."

"Well, leave it there, let's go eat?"

"Let's go... How do you think it looks?"

"That's it..."

With that, the two walked out of the room together.

...

That night, after Yang Mi spent some time correcting her husband's manuscript, which was full of loopholes in both grammar and vocabulary, Xu Xin sent it directly to Zhong Changyou and asked him to help her pass it on to Martin.

Then, as he recovered from his cold, the long-awaited schedules came directly.

Among these schedules, the most important one was the Sino-French Film Exchange on the 18th.

This was organized by China Film Group Corporation.

All Chinese filmmakers, including Xu Xin, who participated in the film festival were invited. At the same time, there was a Sino-French co-production "Wolf Totem" project to be launched.

And this exchange also included animation categories.

For the Cannes Film Festival, it is not an important meeting.

But it is indeed one of the activities officially announced by Cannes.

Xu Xin and Yang Mi both participated.

They also met directors such as Jiang Wen and Wu Yusen.

But... how to say it, in Xu Xin's opinion, this exchange is actually more like a disguised advertisement.

It is to promote the "Wolf Totem" movie produced by China Film Group Corporation and France's MARS FILM.

But I have to admit that the cast of "Wolf Totem" is indeed not bad.

Its director is the director of the movie "Enemy at the Gates".

The investment is not small, a full 300 million.

This is not only the actors' pay, but the bulk of it is digital special effects. And the French side is mainly responsible for this.

Then, as the host chatted, Xu Xin heard it.

It turned out that the reason why so many practitioners in the animation field came to this exchange meeting was because China Film and several special effects companies in France jointly held another exchange meeting, which was mainly in the field of digital special effects, and these people came from another exchange meeting.

When talking about digital special effects, Xu Xin naturally took it to heart.

However, he didn't have much chance to speak. In terms of professional level, China's special effects field is still a little behind France.

It belongs to the starting stage.

Even if you learn faster, it's useless. After all, the foundation and accumulation are there, and it can't be surpassed in a short time.

But when it was the audience's turn to speak, someone suddenly asked Xu Xin, who was sitting on the stage:

"Director Xu, your CG special effects company wants to submit a project to it. Is there any threshold?"

This question is actually quite straightforward.

It even has a bit of suspicion of "using a public car for private purposes".

After all, such a large exchange meeting must ask some... well, relatively large and relatively empty content, so that the organizer can reflect the good intentions of holding such an exchange meeting.

And the other party's question is actually more suitable to be asked privately.

But the problem is... they can't see Xu Xin privately.

I guess that's why I asked.

Hearing this, Xu Xin knew that he had to answer this question quickly and concisely, otherwise he would be too distracted if he kept talking for a few minutes.

So after taking the microphone from the host, he thought about it and just said:

"There is no threshold. If you have a project, just send it to my mailbox. Whether you are short of money, people or technology, Light Chaser will definitely support you. As long as the project is reliable, just come to me!"

After that, he handed the microphone back to the host, meaning that he had finished answering.

But he didn't expect that his decisive words would cause cheers from the audience.

Obviously... compared with all kinds of empty talk, Director Xu's words can give them a sense of security.

What domestic animation practitioners lack now is actually these few things.

No money, no investment, rough technology...

As long as these three problems can be solved, there is no reason why there are excellent animation works abroad, but not in China.

The art style of the old Shanghai Film Studio is still a god-level existence.

Even Japan was deeply influenced by it.

So, Xu Xin's words were very brief.

But...

The things he gave were really enough!

With his guarantee, everyone suddenly felt assured.

Being able to say such words in such an occasion... he would not default on his debt, right?

Although I don't know how much money Director Xu has and how confident he is... but if his story is really good, can it really be appreciated?

...

After the Sino-French exchange meeting ended, the news quickly spread back to China.

In fact, Light Chaser has always been an investment attribute. After all, Xu Xin and Wang Sicong also talked about this issue when they were interviewed by Sina.

But... Light Chaser has been established for more than a year, and there has been no movement, and everyone is unsure.

But this time is different.

This time... maybe it's a courtesy, the official press release of this Sino-French Film Exchange Meeting also added this paragraph, which is equivalent to indirectly proving this point.

And we have to admit that the Internet is really developed now.

After Xu Xin finished speaking in Cannes, this sentence appeared in China within a few hours, and once again jumped into the eyes of many people.

So, the scene when the two admitted to Sina Live that they would invest in animation at the beginning of the establishment of Light Chaser reappeared.

The company's mailbox, which had been quiet for a while, was full again.

But this was actually a good thing for Light Chaser.

After all... they were also short of business.

Although the boss never criticized him, Xu Jianxin himself was under a lot of pressure. Now that so many people have submitted their works, even if you are panning for gold in shit, you can still dig out something.

...

Cannes is held for 11 days.

It starts on the 12th.

It ends on the 23rd.

On the 22nd, Xu Xin finally met Jia Zhangke.

As a judge, he was not late.

This time was just right.

Xu Xin and Jia Zhangke had communicated a lot, after all, he had returned to the embrace of the Northwest Circle.

When he arrived, it was noon, and Zhong Changyou directly organized a party and took several team leaders to have dinner with Lao Jia.

There was no need to list the dinner in detail, as everyone had dinner together many times and was not unfamiliar.

After a glass of wine, Zhong Changyou didn't ask, but Jia Zhangke took the initiative to ask.

"Director Xu's film is really good. The judges are full of praise."

After he said this, Yang Mi rarely lost her cunning and asked quickly:

"Then... did you get the award? What award?!"

"..."

Jia Zhangke's mouth twitched.

Thinking, can you be more straightforward?

Xu Xin was also a little speechless.

This thing... people always give very obscure reminders, including me when I was in Berlin, but I didn't dare to say it all?

Why did you ask directly?

What's more... this matter is not discussed in private, there are other people at this table.

Even if it's one of our own people, don't we have to be cautious?

But Yang Mi's eyes were burning.

She knew too well the importance of this matter.

Best Film in Berlin, Best Director in Venice.

The three major milestones of my husband, only one is missing, Cannes!

And Cannes is also currently recognized as one of the most difficult awards to win.

The reason is simple, it is always very unconventional.

There will be surprises from time to time.

And if my husband can win the gold medal in this... although it is a pity that it is not a universal award like "Best Film" or "Best Director" at the three major film festivals, but... how old is he?

As long as he can win a heavyweight award, then... he can almost...

How to say it.

Up to now, no Chinese entertainment director has won the same honor of the three major European festivals at the same time.

For example, the best film of the three major festivals.

Or the best director of the three major festivals...

Not yet.

And if you count it this way, my husband will not get this honor for the time being.

But... as long as Cannes can win the best film or best director... then in the next period of time, just focus on one film festival.

If you win the best film, then my lover can focus on the Venice Golden Lion.

If it is the best director, then you just need to work hard for Berlin!

As long as it is these two awards!

No matter which one, she can accept it!

And if even the most difficult Cannes has been "conquered", will other awards be far away?

So...

Mr. Jia, don't keep me in suspense, tell me!

But Xu Xin looked at her anxious eyes, but smiled and shook his head and said:

"Director Jia can't tell, why are you so anxious?"

"..."

Under Yang Mi's speechless eyes, Jia Zhangke also nodded:

"We'll know tomorrow."

He paused for a second and added:

"Anyway, we won't return empty-handed."

After saying this, everyone's eyes lit up.

...

The core element of this meal was actually over after Jia Zhangke said this.

He couldn't say it, after all, his professional ethics were there.

Being able to say that he wouldn't return empty-handed was already the maximum.

Although Yang Mi was anxious, she gradually regained her senses and stopped asking.

Indeed, she had a bottom line in her heart, and the rest... would be left to tomorrow.

After the meal, when the two returned to the room, she wanted to talk more about this matter.

But looking at her husband's busy appearance, she thought about it and found that the only thing she could do was to quickly take out the suit and iron it again.

The two of them suddenly had an inexplicable tacit understanding, and they kept silent about what award they could win tomorrow.

As if the award would fly away if they spoke.

It was a little after 3 pm.

Wang Yanhui, Hu Xiaoguang, Jiang Ju, and Lin Li arrived in Cannes.

This dinner was definitely necessary in the evening.

Jiang Wen also came.

Relying on the good reputation of Xiying here, "One Step Away" sold at a very good price.

In addition, Jiang Ju was the leading actor of "Rupture", so there was nothing wrong with him coming.

It was just that he and Marco couldn't talk about some things.

Time just flew by, and it was the 23rd.

The last day in Cannes.

Early in the morning, the makeup team that Yang Mi found arrived.

The preparation process for female stars is always so tedious and long.

In addition, maybe it was because of a cold that I was really squeezed by this sister on the last day... Looking at her dress, Xu Xin couldn't get excited.

Of course, it might also be because he was distracted by the award ceremony and had no time to take care of other things for the time being.

It was a little before 10 in the morning when Xu Xin suddenly received a call.

The caller was from the official Cannes Film Festival.

The reason for the call was also very simple, requiring the main actors and directors of the "Silent Witness" crew to attend the red carpet ceremony.

According to Xu Xin's understanding, when the official film festival took the initiative to call the crew, it only meant one thing.

This crew is going to win an award. Although they don't tell you what award it is, when receiving the award, all crew members must appear in the venue and in the camera.

Sure enough, after the call was hung up, Yang Mi was already overjoyed.

Xu Xin just shrugged slightly.

It was like saying: It's nothing, basic operation.

But what he thought in his heart... only he knew.

Anyway.

A day passed.

When everyone met in the afternoon, Yang Mi told about what happened in the morning, and both Wang Yanhui and Hu Xiaoguang showed a touch of joy on their faces.

The movie won an award, and as part of the crew, they were also happy.

However, Xu Xin was chatting with Lin Li in a low voice.

He didn't pay much attention to what was going on here.

What the two of them were talking about was unknown to outsiders.

It was just that Lin Li frowned from time to time, and sometimes said something... They kept chatting until the motorcade came to pick them up.

This topic was not stopped.

After getting in the car, Yang Mi's first words were a deep breath and a burning breath:

"Huh... I can already smell the scent of the Palme d'Or!"

Xu Xin was silent.

I don't know what to think about.

So, the next process was very mechanical.

There was no way, he had participated in many film festivals, whether it was the red carpet or the interview, he was a little calm.

The color of the red carpet was the same, and the dazzling flash lights were no different.

Perhaps the only difference was the different environment.

But in different environments, Xu Xin stepped on the carpet, feeling the "rebound" feeling, and suddenly muttered:

"It's the same."

"...What?"

Yang Mi, who was holding his hand and waving to both sides, didn't hear clearly.

"I said, the touch of the red carpet is the same."

"......?"

Yang Mi was puzzled.

I thought, what are you thinking about, brother?

But Xu Xin didn't say much and took her directly into the venue.

Entering the venue.

Sitting down.

In Yang Mi's eyes, the silence of her lover was actually quite reasonable.

But she didn't know... Xu Xin's thoughts had inexplicably returned to the morning when he woke up from the dream.

He himself didn't know why he suddenly thought of that day.

After so many years, the content of that dream had long been blurred to the point that even if he tried very hard to recall it, he couldn't remember it.

Time is really a butcher's knife.

"Alas..."

He suddenly sighed.

Once again met Yang Mi's puzzled eyes.

But this time, Xu Xin still didn't explain too much to her.

Just looking at the empty stage, rolling memories, until... he tasted that disgusting taste again.

Yes.

"Disgusting".

This is an adjective.

Describes the smell a hungover person smells when he or she lies on the toilet to vomit the next morning.

You'll have to say it.

When this "smell" came up, he really remembered some things.

In my memory... I seemed to have two girls that night?

And one girl was particularly ugly after removing her makeup?

Eh?

Was it two or three?

And... I chased her away.

I seemed to vomit all over the morning.

By the way... my change was really just a dream?

What happened in the dream?

His eyes became more and more empty.

His memories also rolled more and more violently.

Oh... yes, I remembered.

In my memory, it seemed that I beat someone into a vegetable in a KTV.

Thinking of the origin of this dream, his eyes instantly became focused.

But after coming back to his senses, he was replaced by an inexplicable anxiety.

Or...

fear.

He instinctively grabbed his wife's hand.

Yang Mi, who was playing with his mobile phone, was stunned.

What is this for?

But he immediately found out... Why is this ancestor's hand so cold?

Ice-cold, colder than herself.

"......?"

She turned her head and saw a pair of eyes with a bit of panic.

"...What's wrong with you?"

She couldn't help asking.

When they heard her voice, even Wang Yanhui and Jiang Ju looked over.

Director Xu...why is he so panicked?

Not to mention Yang Mi, even they could see it.

But Xu Xin had no time to answer.

He just felt that it was a little unreal.

Even though he had held these hands many times, the familiar touch, temperature, and even the perfume on the woman's body reminded him...what he saw and felt was real.

But inexplicably, he still didn't believe it.

I couldn't remember what happened in the dream at this moment...but the panic was like a shadow.

What to do?

"...You hit me."

"...Ah?"

"..."

"...??"

"?"

When Xu Xin said this, everyone, including Yang Mi, was stunned.

Yang Mi thought to herself, so many people are watching, how could I hit you?

But Xu Xin still shook his head:

"Hit me, hurry up."

"Uh..."

Although she didn't know what happened, Yang Mi still obeyed her husband's words.

She punched her husband's chest lightly with her little fist.

As a result, Xu Xin glared:

"Didn't you eat?"

"..."

Yang Mi's mouth twitched.

Sun Ze, you are asking for death, right?

"Then I tried hard?"

"...Yeah, try harder."

"Hiss~Hu...Turn sideways, show me your arm, don't move."

She really rarely saw her lover in such panic.

And she didn't understand why it was like this.

But...

Maybe he wanted to "wake up" by the pain?

That should be the case, right?

What a coincidence.

Young man.

Your sister Kui is the best at this!

Although she couldn't get up, she took a breath and sank the qi into her dantian. She clenched her fist with one hand, still relying on the twisting force of her waist, and punched directly up.

"Hi!"

"Bang!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

Let alone Jiang Ju and the others.

The foreigners around were also stunned when they heard the noise.

What the hell?

A dump truck hit me?

Oh my god.

KONGFU!

CHINESE KONGFU!

"Hiss..."

Where is Xu Xin.

He gasped at the pain in his arm.

"How is it, is it strong enough? If not, I'll stand up and hit you!"

Xu Xin nodded quickly with a flushed face.

Then, after three or four seconds, he let out the breath.

That's right.

It's reality.

I didn't beat someone into a vegetable with my mobile phone...

I didn't cause a family tragedy because of my youthful recklessness.

I am real.

The person I love is also real.

This half-step collapse punch...

Damn.

Such a heavy punch!

The pain in the flesh instantly extinguished all the absurdity and confusion in his heart.

Under the puzzled gazes of a group of people, Director Xu "admitted defeat".

He grabbed the hand of the abuser who had just abused him, put it on his mouth and pressed it with his lips, and asked in a somewhat "flattering" way:

"Does it hurt?"

"No...what's wrong with you?"

"I remembered that dream."

Yang Mi was stunned.

"What dream?"

"It's what I told you before, I suddenly felt that my previous life was very boring one day, and I changed my past and had a great enlightenment."

"Oh!"

Yang Mi understood immediately.

But in the eyes of outsiders... this couple is really sick.

They were still domestic violence in the previous second.

They held hands and started whispering in the next second.

Isn't it...

Does Yang Mi know so much about CPU?

Director Xu's family status...

It's dangerous!

But it seems that everything is fine.

So, after the little episode, the crew of "Rage" has settled down again.

The couple continued to whisper:

"Why did you suddenly think of that dream?"

"I don't know... I just feel that the whole journey I have taken has been a little unreal... You are Yang Mi, right?"

"... Yeah."

Hearing her lover's words, she clenched her hand that was about to lose temperature, giving him infinite warmth and tenderness:

"I am Yang Mi, you are Xu Xin, I am your legal wife, we have two of the cutest children in the world. We have formed a family, people say you are my chosen one, and I am your muse. You are the best director in Venice, the winner of the best film in Berlin, and now, you are sitting at the awards ceremony of the Cannes Film Festival... All of this is true, without any falsehood."

As she said, she also held Xu Xin's clenched fist with her other hand:

"Look, my hand is very warm... The punch I just gave you hurt a lot. If you don't believe it anymore... Let's kiss? You once whispered in my ear that you liked the sweet taste of my mouth the most..."

"..."

Xu Xin's mouth twitched.

Goosebumps suddenly appeared, dispersing all emotions:

"Don't. Sister... There are so many people... Please be kind... I have social phobia... And don't talk nonsense, how could I say such shameful words... You had garlic baguette for lunch..."

"Hehe, come on, try it..."

"I'm going to vomit..."

"Xu Sanjin, you are tired of living, right?"

"..."

Xu Xin was speechless.

His wife, who was full of anger... suddenly grinned.

"Hehe..."

Laughing, he held his lover's hand.

Seemed a little tired.

He sat directly on the back of the seat and murmured:

"It's good if it's true..."

At the award ceremony, there were more and more people... More and more people.

But for Xu Xin, after the absurd sense of unreality in his heart disappeared, it was replaced by a kind of calmness.

Unusual calmness.

He didn't know why he had such an emotion.

But at this moment, he looked at the host who came on stage amid applause, and suddenly felt that... Compared with everything he had seen, heard, encountered... and experienced since his "new" stage in 2006, a mere Cannes was nothing.

That morning in 2006.

He felt that he was dead.

The "past" self who did all kinds of things died.

In exchange, he was reborn in another way.

And the new self chose a career that he loved all his life, and groped his way to the present.

On this road, he met a confidant and a good partner.

He knew and stayed with his lover.

He also shouldered the heavy responsibility of the country.

All of this is true.

There is no falsehood.

He no longer doubted it.

Because...

He once proudly showed his ideas to the world.

He also communicated with the audience in the secular world through his works and understanding of art.

In this process, he thought, explored, understood, and pursued.

He walked step by step to today.

If this process is measured in time...

It is really a long journey.

But if we don't talk about time, 8 years is just a short moment.

But art... isn't that the case?

Whether it's painting, poetry, film, sculpture...

Actually, they all turn moments into eternity.

People today can't see the moon of the past.

When did the bright moon shine on the ancients?

In this short moment, he saw gorgeous neon lights, drank colorful wine, met interesting people, and held the warmest hands.

Time may not remember all his experiences.

Because it is too long.

So long that every minute and every second of what happened is like dust.

Time can be refined.

Slice it.

Then every beautiful moment in life is an eternity engraved in his soul.

Life.

It is magnificent because of what I see and hear.

It is real.

The road we have taken is indeed brilliant.

But...

It is not the end.

Film is art.

Art has no end.

The honors won for art also have no end.

Cannes is not.

No award is.

They are just witnesses of honor.

Witnessing the birth of honor itself.

Witnessing...myself.

The Cannes Awards Ceremony begins.

At this moment, no one knows what the director sitting in the chair is thinking.

Not even his favorite people know.

It just opens the ceremony step by step.

A unit, short film, debut...

One award after another, like a horse-drawn tour, receiving awards and bowing in applause.

Soon, the main competition unit honors opened.

Best Actor.

Best Actress.

Unfortunately, Yang Mi missed it.

But she didn't care.

Just calculating...

Now there are five awards left: Best Screenwriter, Director, Jury Prize, Jury Grand Prix, and Best Film.

Which one are we?

Soon, "Best Screenwriter" was eliminated.

Next is the Best Director.

The director Amat Iskarat, who won the Best Director award for "Hailey" in the last session, took the stage.

After saying a few words that no one cared about, he slowly opened the envelope.

"The winner of the Best Director Award at the 67th Cannes Film Festival is... Goethe Schwarzenegger for "Silent Witness". Congratulations!"

"!!"

Yang Mi instinctively jumped up from her seat and raised her hands high, like the king of the world.

Others did the same.

Amazed, delighted, happy, congratulated...

Amid the applause and music, congratulations were sent to the person sitting on the chair.

But...

For some reason, whether it was on the big screen, the broadcast video, or on TV.

This director who had won many honors at a young age gave people a particularly calm feeling.

Hearing that he had won the award, he stood up, put on his clothes, and hugged his wife next to him. When she was so excited that she couldn't control herself and even had tears in her eyes, he looked calm and left the table calmly, and walked towards the stage step by step.

It was like... he was not the first person in the world to collect the historical honors of the three major European film festivals under the age of 30.

He was just an ordinary person.

Under this grand scenic hall, he walked towards the end of the road step by step.

This hall is gorgeous and magnificent.

But...

It's not the end.

He has just started.

(11,000 words, including the half chapter of 1091, I compensated 1 chapter.)