I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 1111 1106. After growing up

August 2nd.

8 am is almost 9 am.

Three lanes and seven lanes, South Back Street.

This nearly 1,000-meter-long street and Yangqiao East Road have been closed.

In fact, South Back Street is quite narrow and is not suitable for holding large-scale events, but its historical heritage is the most suitable for expressing the theme of the Silk Road.

So, with the cooperation of several local departments, the opening ceremony was finally held here.

At 9 o'clock, the entire South Back Street had been closed, and a blue "red carpet" was rolled out, waiting for the arrival of distinguished guests.

Although the road is closed, tourists are not prevented from entering on both sides of this pedestrian street.

Even those who came early could see the guests who were about to arrive outside the fence.

It can be considered a VIP position.

The opening ceremony is scheduled for 9:30.

At 9 o'clock, the guests attending the opening ceremony had already started their red carpet tour.

Sun Youcai was in the press box, glanced at the endless blue carpet, took off the baseball cap on his head, and wiped the sweat.

At this time...

"Brother Sun, here it is."

Lin Dong, who wore two ice silk sleeves on his arms, handed over a bottle of ice water.

This weather... Fortunately, the opening ceremony didn't last long. It started at 9:30 and ended at 10:00.

Otherwise, it would be really hot to death.

"Um."

Sun Youcai took the ice water and took a look at Lin Dong, who had dark skin and even gained weight. He felt a little relieved for no reason.

Xiaolin...has also grown up.

He is no longer the young man who followed him "Brother Sun, Brother Sun" in all matters big and small.

Now he is a senior reporter at the newspaper, and he has even begun to take care of his "apprentices".

And if the opening ceremony of the Silk Road Film Festival was not very important, the two might not have gotten together.

It had been a long time since I had seen Xiao Lin. Seeing his mature appearance, Sun Youcai couldn't help but reveal a smile on his face and said:

"We have Liu Yifei today. What are you going to do? Fill the memory card with her photos?"

"Hey, how can that be possible?"

Lin Dong suddenly showed a somewhat shy smile.

Pointing to the young man standing next to him in front of the camera, who looked to be at most twenty-three or fourteen years old:

"Xiao Liu is here, can you save some face for me?"

The young man known as "Xiao Liu" smiled shyly when the teacher called him.

Sun Youcai didn't care. He actually didn't pay much attention to this young man.

But Lin Dong was brought up by him, so he is naturally very familiar with him.

So he continued to joke:

"What? You don't love me anymore?"

"I'm already a father. If it affects the unity of our husband and wife, please don't say nonsense!"

"Haha~"

Sun Youcai chuckled lightly.

He opened the ice water and took a sip.

Then...perhaps because he hadn't seen Lin Dong for a long time, he couldn't help but sigh:

"Time flies so fast...even you are a father."

Last year, when he went to attend Lin Dong's wedding, the woman was already pregnant.

This guy is lucky and has found a beautiful wife.

But she has nothing to do with the entertainment industry. The girl works in a newspaper office, and the two met at a press conference.

And thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of Lin Dong's yearning for the entertainment industry... and there were waves of ridicule in his heart.

Lin Dong, after hearing this, also nodded:

"No... how fast time flies. It was 10 years ago when we last interviewed Director Xu. It turns out that it has only been 4 years. In less than 4 years, the three major companies have come together... The Northwest Circle has also From a diseased tree that had just begun to recover, to what it is now... how fast it has gone."

"Um."

Sun Youcai wiped the sweat from the bridge of his nose again.

While complaining about the damn weather in my heart, I complained:

"Even Liu Yifei has become fat."

"..."

Lin Dong's mouth twitched.

I have the urge to cover Brother Sun's mouth.

At the same time, he glared at Liu Chang who was snickering.

Just like how Brother Sun glared at him when he was stupid.

At this time, Sun Youcai narrowed his eyes and reminded:

"Concentrate, let's get started."

Liu Chang and Lin Dong looked into the distance at the same time.

No.

On the blue carpet, the first group of guests had already walked over.

The 4th Maritime Silk Road Film Festival has officially begun.

…

"Where's Xu Xin?"

In the makeshift waiting area on Yangqiao East Road, Liang Binning looked at Yang Mi who was uncharacteristically not wearing a particularly gorgeous high-end dress today, but chose a rather executive-style black dress and asked.

"I'm accompanying the leader and the others."

Yang Mi pursed her lips in the direction of several parked police cars.

Liang Binning nodded knowingly.

His expression was as usual.

In fact... although some things have not been made clear, they are close to being made clear.

Since everyone knew it well, there was no awkwardness in getting along.

Looking at Yang Mi's radiant appearance, Liang Binning thought for a while and asked:

"Xu Xin is quite tired recently, isn't he?"

"tired."

Yang Mi nodded in response:

"I'm tired and busy. I didn't come back until after 9 o'clock in the evening yesterday... But fortunately, today is the last morning. Sister, what are you going to do after the ceremony? Go home and rest for a while?"

"I can't take a break. I'll go to Shanghai after the ceremony. There's a magazine shoot to be done there. Oh, yes, has the person from VOGUE magazine contacted you?"

"Yes, they said it's scheduled for this Christmas... I turned it down. I've shot several covers with Christmas themes, but I changed it to next winter and spring."

"Well, you'll be nailed to the fashion industry. Now those brand endorsements value these things the most. In their eyes, beauty may not be appropriate, but having a sense of fashion is what they want..."

"I know, Prada is trying to show me goodwill this time, and personally sent me a set of high-end custom..."

The two stood aside, chatting about business topics that outsiders could understand, but might not understand.

And on a chair on the side.

Wang Sicong crossed his legs, shaking them, staring at Yang Mi and Liang Bingning, and said to Lao Lang with his hands covering his mouth:

"Do you think Lao Xu is deliberately avoiding Sister Bingbing?"

Lang Lang slapped his leg, which was not indecent but not in line with his status, down.

Then he said:

"You are already a father, can you pay attention to etiquette?... And..."

He also covered his mouth:

"Did you call her Sister Bingbing? Call her Aunt Liang!"

Wang Sicong's mouth twitched.

But he did not refute, obviously accepting this title.

Then he sighed:

"Uncle Xu is still the best..."

Lang Lang was speechless.

Nodded in agreement.

That's right.

Uncle Xu is the best.

Really awesome...

While thinking, he moved his eyes from Jay Chou, who was being pulled to take a photo and showing off in front of the camera, to Wei Wei.

Wei Wei, who has not been seen in the entertainment industry for a long time, is now "besieged".

A group of people surrounded her to make friends.

Seeing this, he covered his mouth and said to Wang Sicong:

"Why don't you save Brother Qi?"

Wang Sicong glanced at his wife who was being pursued by various beauties, his mouth twitched, and he responded in a low voice:

"Why should I save her? Do you know how enjoyable it is to be surrounded by a group of beauties and even the air is sweet?"

"......?"

Laolang's first reaction was what the hell are you talking about?

You are not right!

That's your wife...

But then he thought...Oh, yes, that's Brother Qi.

That's okay.

It's really comfortable.

But...

"When Brother Qi and you went back to the Northeast, did you two take a shower?"

"Yes."

"Oh?"

Lang Lang's eyes lit up:

"What did Brother Qi say?"

Wang Sicong couldn't help showing a...slightly obscene and speechless expression on his face:

"Wahahaha, muhahaha."

"......?"

Looking at his strange and rough smile, Lang Lang didn't understand what he meant for a while.

Wang Sicong shrugged slightly:

"This is the voice message she sent me when she was in the bathhouse. It's about this, but I didn't laugh as exaggeratedly as she did..."

"..."

Lang Lang's mouth twitched, and he sighed:

"Seventh Brother is so happy."

"Yeah."

Wang Dashao nodded while looking at his wife surrounded by beauties.

And Wei Wei seemed to have a feeling, turned her head and saw that the two looked at each other.

She smiled brightly and happily.

"Ha~"

Wang Sicong chuckled.

...

"I asked Qiqi to buy oyster omelette, do you want to eat it?"

"Do you dare to eat it?"

Facing the question of the pig, Liu Zhishi looked at her with a bit of contempt for being out of touch with the world.

"Why not?"

The pig looked at the other party strangely:

"Cousin, you are so weird."

"..."

Liu Zhishi's mouth twitched, and her hand was directly placed on the pig's waist.

Intending to pinch the other party's fat to vent her anger.

But when he put his hand down, he suddenly became confused:

"Are you wearing a corset?"

"Yes."

The pig nodded indifferently:

"Or a bulletproof vest. Then I won't have to die."

Liu Zhishi rolled her eyes again:

"Don't be so ungrateful. You even kissed Keanu Reeves. You made a fortune. Be content."

"Hehe."

The pig smiled proudly:

"What? Are you jealous? Cousin."

Concubine Shi sneered:

"Jealous of you? I dare not go out without spraying the chassis armor. Why should I be jealous of you!"

The pig's face froze.

Gnashing teeth:

"I lose weight very quickly!"

"You gain weight even faster... Wait, I'll see how Mimi will confront you at lunch!"

"Haha, sorry. I'm going to eat oyster omelette at noon, not with you guys."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, cousin, just hide... Hurry up and pray to His Majesty the Emperor to let you go."

"Hehe."

Liu Yifei snorted proudly, then looked at the group of people at Paramount:

"I'll introduce you to those people at Paramount later?"

"No."

Liu Zhishi refused without even thinking about it.

Not interested.

Seeing this, Liu Yifei said no more.

She was playing bad herself, so naturally she had no right to say anything about others.

...

And in a corner not far behind the two of them, Baozi held Jiaojiao's hand and muttered:

"Hey, look, Director Zhang Yibai. I heard that he paid Ni Ni 4.5 million yuan for the movie "Fleeting Time", but the movie took two years to shoot... Ni Ni lost a lot."

"..."

Zhang Jiao was speechless:

"What do you want to say?"

"I feel sorry for her! You said... if her acting skills are not good, she should improve them quickly. She only made 4.5 million yuan in 2 years, which is a huge loss. If it were me, it would take at most one month! I would finish the shooting in one month..."

"..."

Zhang Jiao looked at her friend who looked like "I'm so good at it" for a moment, and sighed helplessly:

"Are you obsessed with money?"

"There's nothing wrong with making money."

Zhao Liying shrugged indifferently:

"I still have to build roads for my hometown."

When she mentioned this, Zhang Jiao frowned slightly:

"Let me tell you first, it's a good thing for you to give back to the village by building the road. But you have to think clearly about how to build the road. Sometimes some things are just a matter of gratitude and resentment, so don't do things that are thankless..."

"No, no, the road near my home is very bad, I will just repair it with cement. Why should the villagers be unhappy? They can walk on a good road and dry their grain, why should they hate me?... I just feel sorry for the money, hundreds of thousands... Oh, if these directors can invite me to act in a movie each, it would be great. I also want more pay, 3 million for a movie. So many directors... won't I be able to make 300 million at once?"

"..."

Zhang Jiao's mouth twitched again.

I thought to myself, either you are Hengdian 360.

Let's not talk about anything else, you are really good at rolling.

But she still persuaded:

"Okay, let's focus on the film festival first. After the film festival is over, I will talk to Sister Mi and give you a promotion."

"Hehehehe..."

Zhao Liying smiled:

"I knew it, Jiaojiao, you are the best!"

Zhang Jiao shook her head helplessly.

This guy is greedy for money.

And at this moment, the staff shouted with a loudspeaker:

"Teachers, please get ready, the red carpet is about to start..."

Hearing this, all the people who were chatting with each other stopped communicating.

Or tidy up their clothes, or touch up their makeup.

The red carpet has begun.

...

After the red carpet started, the cheers and screams in the whole Nanhou Street never stopped.

The guests of Silk Road this time are all the highlights, and they are all top-notch. Not to say that all of them are first-tier, but at least they have to start from the top of the second-tier. And if the top of the second-tier and the quasi-first-tier want to come, they have to queue up and rely on connections.

For public figures, in public places, popularity is actually everything.

When every familiar face appeared, screaming and cheering became a matter of course.

But you have to know that this is just the opening ceremony.

And, because of time, these people walked very fast, and there was no autograph interview session. Everyone walked along the road to the photo wall, took a photo, and then sat down directly.

Such a short ceremony can attract so many people to watch.

What will the scene be like when the award ceremony really comes?

It’s really hard to say.

“Ah! Bingbing! Bingbing!!!”

“Mimi!!!”

“Lin Gou Lin Gou!”

“Wang Wei you are so beautiful!”

Countless artists made the onlookers dazzled.

But…

In the end, popularity is still high and low.

For example…

“Jay Chou! Jay Chou! Jay Chou!”

“Ah!!! Jay Chou!!!!!!”

“Jay!!!!”

No matter before or after.

When Jay Chou appeared, the cheers he received were obviously one level higher than others.

Wang Sicong twitched his mouth.

Looking at his friend who was calm and composed, as if it was natural, he turned around and said to his wife who was holding his hand:

"A group of filmmakers are not as popular as a singer. Who can you complain to?"

Wei Wei smiled slightly.

"You, an outsider, can still gain such high popularity. Who can you complain to?"

"Hehe."

The young master smiled proudly:

"You are the only one who can comfort people."

Just as these public figures were walking on the red carpet, in the waiting area, several patrol cars had already escorted several cars to the entrance.

Including Xu Xin and Qi Lei, the Executive Committee members accompanied several leaders to get off the car.

When the leader got off the car, he heard the lively movement from the red carpet.

After listening, he turned his head and smiled in the direction of Xu Xin:

"It's so lively."

When the leader said this, everyone smiled with a similar expression:

"Well, everyone is very enthusiastic."

In fact, Xu Xin shouldn't speak at this time.

But...

He didn't know why the leader turned his head to look at him.

But he must answer.

After hearing his answer, the leader laughed:

"It's good to be lively, which means everyone has done their job well... Let's go, everyone, let's join in the fun."

Speaking humorously, a group of people who were obviously different from public figures also walked towards the red carpet.

Then...

"Xu Gou!!!"

"Xu Gou! Look here!!"

"Oh!!! Xu Gou!!!"

Xu Xin's face was a little stiff.

But the faces of the people around him all showed a kind of... very interesting smile.

All right.

Xu Xin sighed helplessly in his heart.

"Xiao Xu."

At this time, the leader slowed down a step, turned his head and smiled at Xu Xin:

"Don't mind, being able to establish such a close impression in everyone's heart shows that your artistic path has always been combined with the direction that everyone likes. Keep up the good work."

"Yes, yes, you are right."

Xu Xin quickly agreed.

But he muttered in his heart...

Keep up the good work?

Pooh!

I can't live with these little black guys!

But...I have to say it.

He also looked at the faces of the cute audience who called him "Xu Dog".

Looking at the joy in their eyes and the smiles on their faces, his heart was also warm.

The leader is right.

I have never left them.

Like a hook, firmly belonging to the artistic soil of my own, connected with everyone.

What an honor.

What an honor.

……

The opening ceremony of the 4th Silk Road Film Festival was kept simple.

If it was complicated, there would be no need to put it on the South Back Street.

The ceremony was actually relatively simple.

Qi Lei spoke first, followed by the leaders, and then they jointly unveiled the plaque and cut the ribbon. After all, this is the first time that Fuzhou has held a film festival, so there must be a ribbon-cutting ceremony.

And Xu Xin is one of them.

But he did not speak, just as the vice president of the executive committee, he went on stage to cut the ribbon.

It's not that he is socially anxious, but that everyone in the audience, including Director Zhang, was sitting there, and he couldn't open his mouth even if he wanted to speak.

Inappropriate.

In short.

More than half an hour later, at ten o'clock, the opening ceremony of the entire Silk Road Film Festival was over.

The end of the opening ceremony also means that the films of the entire film festival have officially begun to be screened.

In fact, after the red carpet ended, some audiences have already run to several cinemas one after another. Apart from other things, Director Xu's two works alone are the focus of everyone's attention.

You have to hurry to grab tickets.

But for Xu Xin, the opening ceremony is not over yet.

There is also a lunch at noon.

During the red carpet, the leaders came as the last.

After the ceremony, you have to be the first to leave.

Xu Xin was also in the first wave of people. He made a brief gesture to his wife, then took out his phone to tell her about the situation, and then left with the main group.

Some reporters also left.

These reporters who left early all had tasks.

The work of taking pictures of the stars who came to the scene was either handed over to others, or they would take pictures of their colleagues at that time.

They were now rushing to the cinema to see the situation.

Lin Dong and Liu Chang were the same.

While Liu Chang was sorting out the equipment, Lin Dong asked Sun Youcai:

"Brother Sun, shall we have lunch together at noon?"

Sun Youcai waved his hand:

"Let's get down to business first. The editor-in-chief needs it urgently. Take people to get the feedback out as soon as possible. Did you bring the movie tickets given by the unit?"

"I brought it."

"Okay, then go. Let's talk about it after lunch."

"Okay."

Lin Dong responded and said to Liu Chang who had finished packing:

"Xiao Liu, let's go."

"Okay, Brother Lin... Brother Sun, we're going."

After saying hello to Sun Youcai, the two walked directly towards the outside.

On the way, Liu Chang followed Lin Dong and said:

"Brother Lin, what should we watch first?"

"What do you want to watch?"

Lin Dong asked casually while looking at the scenery of the old city of Fuzhou on the Nanhou Street.

"John Wick: Chapter 11! I want to see the blockbuster film directed by Director Xu!"

"..."

Lin Dong paused.

In fact, at this time, the first thing to watch is the main competition unit or the Silk Road unit.

But...

Looking at Liu Chang's expectant look, Lin Dong was dazed for no reason.

He turned his head subconsciously.

I didn't see the shadow of Sun Youcai.

"...Ha."

Suddenly, he chuckled.

In Liu Chang's puzzled eyes, he said:

"In fact, at this time, what we should do most is to watch the films in the main competition unit. But...let's go."

He continued to walk forward:

"Let's watch John Wick: Chapter 11."

"Uh..."

Liu Chang didn't understand what he meant.

Lin Dong didn't explain.

I'm not Brother Sun, and Liu Chang is not me.

Recalling the first time he went to the film festival with Brother Sun...

Now that he has a lover, married, and has a child, Lin Dong, who is no longer the young man he used to be, has mixed feelings for a while.

But he won't say these words to Liu Chang.

There's no need to say them.

Perhaps when Liu Chang takes on his own apprentices, he will understand.

How important is a good guide?

The newspaper assigned him to me, that's fate.

Just like I was assigned to Brother Sun back then.

Since we're destined to be together, let's take it for a ride.

Brother Sun taught me this way back then.

And now, I will teach others this way.

...

Compared to other public figures, Zhang Mo feels that she has an advantage.

That is... not many people know her.

So, when other colleagues, even if they are interested in movies, can only avoid crowds as much as possible, or disguise themselves to dare to go to these cinemas, she can go in and out of these places with Meng Danqing as a couple.

Anyway, no one knows her.

Even when walking on the street, everyone is just more curious about my husband.

Holding the package tickets, popcorn, and Coke, the two walked into the cinema hand in hand.

Meng Danqing looked around at the people in the screening room and sighed to Zhang Mo:

"Director Xu's appeal is really strong. I thought everyone would go to see the movies in the main competition unit first. I didn't expect that they all came here."

At this moment, the Wanda screening room where the two were was already crowded.

It couldn't be more crowded.

"Normal."

Zhang Mo nodded as if he was used to it:

"It would be strange if he didn't have such appeal."

Meng Danqing smiled slightly:

"Yes, don't you think about whose apprentice he is."

"..."

Zhang Mo's mouth twitched.

This is actually a compliment no matter where it is put.

Even Xu Xin and his father were praised together.

I have to say that my husband has really studied the way of dealing with people in the Celestial Empire and has his own logic.

Great.

But...

Ever since she learned from the news that her father was the director of the Olympic bid promotional film and the deputy director was Xu Xin, she felt stomachache when she looked at Xu Xin.

There is no other reason.

It's just a stomachache.

Xu Xin is amazing, so it's normal for others to praise him.

But...

She really has a stomachache.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing his wife's strange expression, Meng Danqing asked.

"Nothing."

Zhang Mo shook his head.

Seeing this, Meng Danqing said no more, looked around again, looked at the crowd that was still entering, and said to his wife:

"There are so many people. To be honest, in terms of infrastructure, I can't imagine that this is just a film festival, but more like the premiere of a certain film."

"This is not just a premiere, but a global premiere. Hollywood hasn't shown it yet, so it's shown here first."

Zhang Mo said, and also looked around:

"But... you have to admit that whether everyone comes for Xu Xin's movie or other favorite directors and actors' works. Whatever, the culture of the film festival, the atmosphere of the film, and even the aesthetics and discrimination of art, are to be cultivated in this environment. Whether good or bad, everyone should have their own aesthetic point of view to judge. I think this is the most important meaning of a mature film festival. Silk Road has done a good job in this regard, right?"

"Yeah."

Meng Danqing nodded.

Obviously, he agreed with this point of view.

But... his wife forgot to say one thing.

That is... she only said it for the audience. And the more important thing about the film festival is the commercial function behind it.

As the management of IMAX in China, he is more interested in this aspect of the Silk Road Film Festival.

Today... what kind of data will they bring?

Just thinking about it...

Suddenly, the lights dimmed.

It means the movie is about to start.

The dragon logo lights up.

Zhang Mo saw the word "Lin".

He didn't care, but waited quietly with everyone else, wanting to see this... new work of Xu Xin.

And not just this one.

At this moment, in the cinemas of the entire FZ city, everyone chose their own movies according to their preferences, tastes, or whether they could buy tickets or grab seats.

And because the rush to buy was too hot, the scheduling rates of other films in the cinema were compressed to varying degrees.

Fortunately, it was only FZ City. If it was the whole country, I would know how unfair it would be to these films that day.

But it is true that the audiences of these films at the Silk Road Film Festival have given high enthusiasm.

And carrying this passion, at this moment, in Fuzhou, feature films of different directors, actors and genres are being screened one after another as time goes by.

Now.

The quality of the film.

The right to choose.

Word of mouth.

The subject matter.

Preference...

Everything is handed over to the audience.