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In the morning three days later, Hong Kong Island International Airport...

"Master Su, hello..."

"Master Su, how do you feel about participating in the Berlin Film Festival this time?"

"Master Su, do you think "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" can win the Golden Bear Award?"

"..."

I don't know where these media reporters got the news. They arrived at the airport early in the morning, and Su Lang was blocked as soon as he got out of the car.

However, Su Lang didn't have the intention of talking nonsense with them.

With this time, it's better to register early and get back to sleep...

Waved to Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu cleared the way in front of him with interest.

Su Lang followed the gap between the crowd and walked towards the inside of the airport.

"Su Gongzi, we all know that you are representing China Films at the Berlin Film Festival this time. Do you think China Films can rise?"

At this moment, a loud voice suddenly came from behind him.

Su Lang paused.

At this moment, the audience was dead.

Everyone's eyes fell on Su Lang.

Su Lang looked back, with a bright smile on his face: "Yes, it will definitely be."

"And, from today!"

After all, Su Lang was not staying, and went straight into the airport...

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Watching Su Lang board the plane, everyone came back to their senses.

Then the crowd exploded!

Chinese movies have risen from now on.

How confident it is to say such a thing.

Awesome!

It's awesome!

"Go on, Su Gongzi, we trust you!"

"Master Su, come back with a Golden Bear Award."

"Su Gongzi is awesome!"

"..."

Public opinion is like a hurricane.

Soon Su Lang's remarks at the airport swept the entire Internet.

Then, it caused heated discussion on the entire network.

"China movies have risen from now on, I haven't heard such burning words for a long time!"

"The appraisal is complete, Bibo Burn!"

"Too manly, Young Master Su is too manly."

"Nice, awesome!"

"The Golden Bear Award is bound to win!"

"Everyone, we can't be happy too early, and Kimura and Quentin Tino are not fuel-efficient lamps either..."

"Upstairs, Kimura, where did Quentin Tino's trash pop out, and dare to compete with Young Master Su? The box office has been dumped eight blocks away."

"..."

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As the popularity continues to rise, Su Lang's name directly hit the hot search.

...

All the way west...

After about 8 hours of flight, the Bombardier Global Express landed at Berlin International Airport.

Su Lang and his party happily took the bus to the hotel.

After getting off the bus, there were already a lot of people at the entrance of the hotel. I don't know if it was fate or fate.

As soon as Su Lang arrived on his front foot, he met Kimura Xiong who got off the luxury car on the back foot.

When Kimura saw Su Lang, his face instantly turned pale, and his whole body began to tremble violently.

Then, Kimurao walked straight towards Su Lang.

"Director Su, we are really destined, and we can even meet here."

Kimurao sneered while extending his right hand towards Su Lang.

However, Su Lang just glanced at Kimura Xiong lightly, and didn't even mean to shake hands with him.

Kimura?

A second devils who forgot who his ancestor was.

Shaking hands with him, Su Lang was afraid that his hands would get dirty.

Refused?

Kimurao's right hand froze in place, and his face became gloomy.

who is he?

Well-known director in r country.

Also a frequent visitor at various film festivals.

But now he took the initiative to shake hands, but was rejected by Su Lang in front of so many people.

Suddenly, Kimura Xiong felt that his face was burning like fire, and it was so hot and painful.

"Su Lang, what do you mean?"

Kimurao stared at Su Lang steadily, and said word by word.

"It doesn't mean anything, I have a habit of cleanliness."

Su Lang glanced at Kimurao, and said faintly.

Cleanliness?

Well, it's not impossible.

"Huh~"

Kimura was stunned, snorted coldly, turned and walked away.

"Director Su, Director Su, you are finally here."

"Xiaosu, we can wait a long time..."

"Lao Liu, hurry up, take Xiao Su to check in. After check-in, let's go shopping around the ceremony site..."

"..."

Just as Kimura turned around, there was a hearty voice behind him.

Turning to look around, Zhang Mou, Liu Zaobin, Jiang An and others shook hands with Su Lang one by one.

this……

Seeing this, Kimura's old face turned black again in an instant.

Cleanliness?

Clean addiction a hammer!

Su Lang deliberately targeted him.

"Huh!" Kimura Xiong snorted coldly, and sternly said, "Su Lang, I want to see when you can go crazy."

When is it crazy?

It was crazy to the end of this Berlin Film Festival.

Su Lang shrugged his shoulders and didn't care, and smiled faintly: "Director Kimura, have you completed the inventory of your assets?"

assets?

Kimurao gave a violent footstep, and his teeth tickled with anger in an instant.

What does Su Lang mean?

He thought he was going to eat him.

Make Su Lang's spring and autumn dreams.

I don’t know who the winner of the Golden Bear Award is!

"Su Lang, do you think you are determined to win?"

Kimurao sternly said.

"My box office is $6.3 billion, I don't win, can't you win?"

Su Lang said of course.

According to statistics, "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" has a global box office of 6.3 billion, which is 2.6 billion more than the box office of the previous best-selling movie, Fulian 4.

If he can't even get the Golden Bear Award, who else can get it?

"You...huh!"

"Then let's wait and see!"

Kimurao gave a cold snort, turned and left.

Of course, Kimura Xiong admitted that in the box office, Su Lang is indeed the best in the world.

But the Golden Bear is no better than the box office.

What he compares is artistry and film value.

What about "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" at the box office?

He is just ordinary enough to not be in ordinary martial arts movies.

There is no artistry at all.

Anyone can win the Golden Bear Award, but Su Lang alone has no such possibility.

"Director Kimura..."

No sooner had Kimura been two steps away, Su Lang stopped him.

"Su Lang, you don't have to make an inch!"

Kimurao gritted his teeth and stared at Su Lang fiercely. If his eyes could kill, Su Lang had already been killed by him 800 times.

"Director Kimura, I just wanted to remind you that the hotel is here and you are going the other way..."

Su Lang said with a smile.

"You, Gan..."

Kimurao took a deep look at Su Lang, his eyes were as if he was about to gouge Su Lang's flesh.

Then, Kimura no longer hesitated, turned around again, and walked towards the hotel.

"Walk slowly..."

"Humph……"

I don't know why, Su Lang always feels a strange pleasure in his heart whenever he sees Kimura Xiong deflated.

Well, maybe it's because Kimura is the second devil...

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