1980 My literary era

"Zhang Yimou! Zhang Yimou!" The reporters called Zhang Yimou's name normally at first.

Zhang Yimou, who had just gotten off the plane, was wearing a black suit and a red tie. He was followed by two handsome men and women, Han Zhuangzhuang and Gong Li. At first glance, he looked like a big boss.

As he got closer and closer, everyone rushed to surround him, and the scene was once chaotic.

Lin Weimin stood on the periphery and bared his teeth as he watched, "Teng Bureau, why don't you hold a press conference? I'm afraid Yimou and the others will be trampled to death."

Teng Jinxian was also a little embarrassed. He released the news to reporters in advance to create a warm welcome effect, not to create the effect of aunties grabbing eggs at the wet market.

Wu Tianming on the side was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. He didn't care about any order or disorder.

Zhang Yimou and his team returned with great success, and their Xiying Film Studio reaped the most. "Red Sorghum" was invested by Xiying Film Studio.

"Red Sorghum" won the award the night before yesterday. After Zhang Yimou accepted the official interview from the film festival, he called Xiying Film Studio in the early morning to announce the good news. Wu Tianming was waiting by the phone at that time.

Because they learned about the good reputation "Red Sorghum" received during the screening and it was said that it had a high chance of winning the award, everyone at the West Film Studio was looking forward to the awards ceremony that day. Wu Tianming specially stayed by the phone.

After receiving the call from Zhang Yimou, Wu Tianming was so happy that he went straight to the train station with his people without even returning home.

Zhang Yimou and the others returned to Yanjing from Berlin to welcome the warriors who had won glory for the country. How could the Xiying Studio be absent?

The chaotic scene continued, and Teng Jinxian and Lin Weimin had to go forward to separate the reporters, and shouted loudly: "Journalists! Journalists! I am Teng Jinxian from the Film Bureau, and I am one of the main creative staff of the "Red Sorghum" crew. We have just returned with great honors, so don’t worry, we will definitely arrange the interview. Come on, let us comrades get out of the airport first."

Teng Jinxian's shout made the reporters quiet for a moment, and then they immediately became noisy again.

Who cares whether you are from the film bureau or not? There will definitely be interviews, but what everyone is looking for is timeliness.

Teng Jinxian didn't expect these reporters to be so disrespectful, and he felt a bit like a scholar meeting a soldier.

Zhang Yimou and others were interviewed in Berlin before. The format was similar to now, but the order was much better. After all, the interview was organized by the film festival organizing committee.

Faced with the reporters' questions, Zhang Yimou wanted to answer, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't know where to start!

too messy!

Gong Li and Han Zhuangzhuang are just two little losers at this time, and reporters ignore them. In the eyes of these reporters, winning a movie is a matter of the director, and also of photography and screenwriting. What does it have to do with you actors? ?

Just when the scene fell into chaos, police comrades from the airport branch appeared at some point.

This group of reporters surrounded Zhang Yimou and others at the entrance of the passage, which directly affected other passengers, and they were forced to evacuate by the police comrades.

Lin Weimin, who had just returned, was still in a leisurely mood and patted Teng Jinxian on the shoulder, "You have to find some ways to win the game!"

Teng Jinxian glanced at him speechlessly, wondering if he could call someone earlier.

Finally, Zhang Yimou received the three people from the "Red Sorghum" crew. Seeing Lin Weimin's excitement, Zhang Yimou was the first to rush up and hug him.

"Teacher Lin, I have lived up to your expectations!"

Lin Weimin patted his back and encouraged him: "Well done!"

Over there, Teng Jinxian and Wu Tianming shook hands with Gong Li and Han Zhuangzhuang respectively. Lin Weimin let go of Zhang Yimou and shook hands with them again.

"Comrade Yimou, you have made great contributions to Chinese cinema!"

After Teng Jinxian praised a few words, Lin Weimin glanced at the reporters aside and reminded: "Brother Tengju, Tianming, let's go first. The reporter also heard that there will be a press conference. Do you think when is the appropriate time to hold the press conference?" "

Teng Jinxian was so happy that he almost forgot about the business. He pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, let's go first. The press conference will be scheduled for tomorrow, and we will have one at the Yanjing Hotel."

After he finished speaking, he asked again, "Tianming, Yimou, are you okay there?"

Zhang Yimou smiled naively and said: "No problem, no problem, it's up to you."

Wu Tianming smiles like Maitreya Buddha. He has now reached the state of having no desires and no demands. He depends entirely on the arrangements of his leadership. No matter how you arrange it, he will always work for our Xiying Film Studio.

After Zhang Yimou answered Teng Jinxian's words, he sighed in his heart, before he won the award, there was no place for him to speak on such matters!

After several people discussed it, Teng Jinxian came to the reporters separated by the police and announced the press conference in a loud voice, and the reporters became quiet.

Arriving outside the terminal, two cars were waiting here, one was Lin Weimin's Mercedes-Benz and the other was the film bureau's bus.

Han Zhuangzhuang's eyes lit up when he saw the Mercedes-Benz. No need to ask, this must be his uncle's new car. He couldn't wait to get in the car.

Teng Jinxian smiled and let Zhang Yimou and Gong Li get into Lin Weimin's car, while he and Wu Tianming sat on the bus.

After the group left, a reporter noticed the specialness of the Mercedes-Benz and asked, "Does the film bureau still have such a good car?"

The person next to me joked: "How can the film bureau have such a good car! Don't you recognize it?"

"What do you know?"

"That's Lin Weimin's car. It's the only Mercedes-Benz with a Yanjing license plate in Yanjing!" A reporter explained to everyone.

A group of reporters looked at the retreating figure of Mercedes-Benz, and someone asked: "What is the relationship between Lin Weimin and Zhang Yimou? Why is he here?"

"I heard that Lin Weimin seems to be the screenwriter of this movie."

"Oh, that's awesome!"

"This is nothing. Didn't he win the Best Screenplay Award at the Cannes Film Festival last year?"

"Is this happening?"

"You don't know?"

The reporters shook their heads, and Li Xiangyang looked proud and continued: "The winner is Xiangjiang's film, and we don't promote it here. Lin Weimin is really low-key. His works have won awards abroad. Young Master, he even won an American Drama Award the year before last."

Everyone couldn't help but be surprised after hearing this. They all heard that Lin Weimin's works are popular abroad.

In everyone's mind, Lin Weimin's works, in addition to winning domestic awards, the most recent literary award should be the Naoki Award for literary awards. Unexpectedly, Lin Weimin has won so many awards quietly.

Li Xiangyang couldn't help but feel even more proud when he saw the expressions of many of his colleagues.

The reporters discussed for a while and then dispersed.

The black Mercedes-Benz was driving on the streets of Yanjing, looking low-key and luxurious.

Han Zhuangzhuang sat on the left side of the back row, swaying left and right, looking around.

My uncle’s new car has finally arrived. This Mercedes-Benz is so good!

Speaking of which, my uncle’s car has also been changed, so wouldn’t the Crown...

Lin Weimin had just returned from a successful trip abroad and was not thinking about how to dominate the domestic entertainment industry. He was only thinking about a broken second-hand car. If Lin Weimin wanted to know what Han Zhuangzhuang was thinking, he would have to spit in his face.

A disgraceful thing!

Along the way, Han Zhuangzhuang and Gong Li didn't talk much. Zhang Yimou and Lin Weimin were chatting, and the topic naturally revolved around the just-concluded Berlin Film Festival.

This year's Berlin Film Festival opened on February 10th, and "Red Sorghum" officially premiered at the film festival on February 15th. There were not many viewers at the premiere night. After the film screening, the audience burst into thunderous applause, which lasted for a long time.

In just one night, "Red Sorghum" conquered the local moviegoers in Berlin.

In the few days after the screening, the movie venues showing "Red Sorghum" were almost full. The film was deeply loved by the audience and became the film with the largest audience and the widest response among all the films exhibited at this Berlin Film Festival. It created a huge shock throughout the film festival.

"Red Sorghum" not only generated a good reputation among the audience, but also received unanimous praise from the judges.

During the film festival, rumors spread that "Red Sorghum" was a strong contender for the Golden Bear Award. Zhang Yimou and others were so excited that they couldn't sleep at night.

This excitement includes not only happiness and excitement, but also apprehension and nervousness.

Many film festivals have always had a strange phenomenon, that is, films that are well-received by audiences often do not fare well in terms of awards.

The reason is also very simple. Firstly, the judges want to show something different, and secondly, it is for the suspense of the result of the competition.

Therefore, under such circumstances, Zhang Yimou and others were more worried about the final outcome of "Red Sorghum".

Fortunately, after worrying for several days, the final result was good.

"Red Sorghum" won the Golden Bear Award in one fell swoop. This was not only the first time in the history of Chinese films to win the grand prize at an international film festival, but also the first time in the history of Asian films. Before "Red Sorghum," no Asian film had ever won such an honor.

When Zhang Yimou said this, his tone was still a little excited, and Lin Weimin understood his emotions very well.

Just like the 1981 Women's Volleyball World Cup and the 1984 Olympics, both Chinese and Asians have bowed their heads in front of Western countries for too long.

So when everyone occasionally raises their heads, they are always very excited.

This emotion is normal and needs to be digested.

This kind of digestion not only requires time, but also requires the power of development.

When China's economic strength, military strength, and cultural strength are all brought up, and it can keep pace with Western countries or even catch up with them, and after a generation of accumulation, this kind of sentiment will naturally dissipate.

What will replace it will be the true self-confidence of a great power!

You will know it just by looking at the post-00 in later generations.

We talked all the way to the Yanjing Hotel. This time, the film bureau was ready to make a big splash. Not only did they arrange the press conference here, but Zhang Yimou and Gong Li also enjoyed the treatment of foreign guests and were arranged to rest at the Yanjing Hotel.

Teng Jinxian and Wu Tianming are busy preparing for tomorrow's press conference.

Xi Film Studio is far away in Xi'an and beyond its reach, so we must rely on the Film Bureau to prepare for the press conference.

Teng Jinxian made a phone call to Yanying Factory. At this time, as a brother unit, Yanying Factory had to take the lead no matter how envious he was.

"Red Sorghum" winning the Golden Bear Award is not only a happy event for Xi Film Studio, but also a happy event for the Chinese film industry. This is called looking at the overall situation.

When Lin Weimin left Yanjing Hotel, the people from Yanjing Film Factory had just arrived at Yanjing Hotel. Needless to say, these people would not be able to sleep well tonight.

When he left, there was a tail behind him. Han Zhuangzhuang got into the car. There were so many people in the car just now that he was too embarrassed to ask. Now he finally asked: "Uncle, where is your Crown?"

"Open it for your aunt!"

Teacher Lin answered without hesitation, as if he had anticipated Han Zhuangzhuang's question.

After saying this, the car was silent for a while.

So, love will disappear.

Is it right? Uncle!