I'm the director, I'm not bad

Chapter 558 556. Holding Hands
At 10 o'clock in the morning, Xu Xin entered the broadcast of "Sword Rain".

In all honesty, this movie isn't bad.

The main reason is that the flavor of martial arts is very strong. From the audience's point of view, although the plot of this film is a little weak, it is indeed very good-looking.

Especially the magician's rope, Xu Xin was surprised to see it.

The scene of the rope being thrown into the sky and the person climbing up really caught his eyes.

As for the remains of Rama, and the story about the old eunuch wanting to become a man... In fact, don't worry about it, after all, the villain always needs an obsession.

What's more, Big S's figure looks really good.

But not very professional.

If you know how to shoot, can’t you shoot more?

But anyway, the film is really good.

In his eyes, the director should like Buddhist culture very much, or he himself is a Buddhist.

The entire core of "Sword Rain" is actually just two words.

degree.

Or take it apart and say, whether it is to save others or to save oneself.

The lines of Mr. You Benchang, Li Guishou played by Jin Shijie, and the theory of causal loop full of Buddhist classics all prove the excellence of this film.

Xu Xin looked very satisfied.

This is a work that is truly full of martial arts flavor and covers some wonderful knowledge in religion.

It perfectly puts on the shell of love, hatred and killing in the world, and presents the proposition of Buddhism to everyone.

Really good.

The 2 hours were over and it was 12 o'clock. He came out of the movie theater and asked Ai Qing who was next to him:

"What shall we eat today?"

While talking, he took out his mobile phone, intending to change the mobile phone that was adjusted to silent before entering the venue to a ringtone.

But as soon as he took out the phone, he suddenly froze...

More than ten missed calls, more than ten messages.

Looking at the missed calls, there are calls from Zhong Changyou, Yang Mi, and Qi Lei, including several unknown phone numbers.

Except for people like Zhong Changyou, Yang Mi, and Qi Lei, the messages were also from unfamiliar numbers.

The beginning is self-introduction, we are XX magazine, we got our number from so-and-so, so it is not convenient for Fang to accept interviews.

You know, this is Xu Xin's private number.

Not a job number.

He doesn't have an agent, and he doesn't have a team. Normally, when someone comes to him, he either calls Yang Mi, or finds the company. There are very few news about this on his private mobile phone number.

"?"

what's the situation?
With doubts, Xu Xin clicked on Yang Mi's dialog box:
"Brother, can you make such a big commotion just by eating a pizza?"

"I'm really convinced."

"There are a lot of people looking for you. I pushed all the ones I could, and pushed the ones I couldn't to Mengmeng's phone. You can watch the appointment over there."

"This matter is done well, come back and reward you!"

"Hey~"

???

Ah Yang, you are talking about Shen Mo~
He was confused, at this moment, Su Meng also said:

"Brother Xu... I just saw the greeting from Sister Mi. There are... 1, 2, 3... 11 media here from the company, and they want to interview you."

"what?"

Xu Xin was even more confused.

His intuition told him that something must have happened, but he had no idea what was going on.

He quickly exited the chat box with his wife, and then saw Qi Lei's:

"The interview was awesome. The factory has just finished a meeting, and it has already been decided. Regardless of whether we can win the award or not, "The Hawthorn Tree" will be released at 12:23 on December 0, just in time for Christmas."

"Here we go to set the file, don't worry."

Interview?

Which one did you say?
I have participated in several.

Then he found the message from Zhong Changyou.

"Director Xu, many Italian media hope to interview you."

"Your interview with Southern Weekly suddenly became popular!"

"Reply after reading "Sword Rain"."

"Director Xu, there may be a lot of reporters coming these days, we have to pay attention. The Italian media is much more troublesome than our domestic ones."

"Director Xu, call me back after watching the movie."

After a few messages, Xu Xin's mind was already full of question marks.

What does it mean that the "Southern Weekly" interview suddenly became popular?

Puzzled, he called Zhong Changyou.

And the call is connected in almost seconds:
"Hey, Director Xu, you guys finished watching!?"

"Yeah, brother Zhong... what's the situation? I think not only you, but also other people sent me messages, what's going on?"

"Is such that……"

"..."

About a minute later, Xu Xin, whose eyes were full of mosquito coils, tentatively concluded:
"That is to say, this interview was brought up...the topic of not adding pineapple to pizza has become popular in China."

"Correct."

"The Italian embassy sent a message thanking me?"

"Correct."

"Then the media here knew about the situation?"

"Yes! And they responded very quickly. Maybe they think that they have a lot of face about this matter, and let more than one billion of us know about it... So the reaction is very fast! I have received many calls just now Yes, they want to interview us."

"..."

Xu Xin scratched his head subconsciously.

Tomorrow is just one day...

But why does it feel like a lot of things have happened?
This……

"Director Xu, are you coming back now?"

"Uh... just going to eat."

"Then let's meet at the hotel after dinner? This kind of thing is a good thing! Director Xu, with the media publicity, Venice will definitely increase the number of movie screenings, and our chances of winning the prize may be greater!"

Zhong Changyou's voice was full of excitement.

But for no reason, Xu Xin remembered something.

That's the phrase "heat must die"...

It should...not be so, right?
The judging team of the film festival still looks at the quality of the film, and the word-of-mouth of the audience and film critics may not be of reference to them.

But he didn't say that.

Can't commit.

Responded:
"Okay, then I'll go back after dinner."

After hanging up the phone, under the curious gazes of Su Meng and Ai Qing, after Xu Xin had roughly explained the matter, Su Meng had already started to read Weibo on her mobile phone.

And Ai Qing also nodded, and said with a little sigh:

"As an Italian-American, I can understand this feeling. The culture of my hometown is recognized by a foreign country... let alone being recognized by so many people. Director Xu, thank you!"

Her eyes are full of sincerity.

But when Xu Xin was thanked by her, his face was full of inexplicable expressions.

Not for her.

But the matter itself is a bit outrageous.

He just told what he saw and gained... Who knows why such a storm suddenly broke out?

Amazing Italy...

……

Lunch options ended up being put in a small restaurant called "AL COVO".

It is next to the fish market, and according to Ai Qing, it has the freshest ingredients in all of Venice.

It is also the most authentic local taste.

After two days of contact, Ai Qing also knew that what Xu Xin wanted to see, eat and experience was the most traditional culture in Venice.

So whether it's tourists or people from the middle class and above, those restaurants are not in her consideration.

If you want to go, just eat the daily food of the locals and experience the most ordinary life in this water city.

There are quite a lot of people in the restaurant at noon.

At first, Xu Xin was worried that he would be recognized.

But it turns out he was overthinking it.

The bistro is all about the local clientele, with few out-of-town faces in sight.

It is true that the two Asian faces came here to be surrounded by people, but Xu Xin knew when he saw the clothes of these guests... They should all be busy people with work during the day, and some even wear rain boots on this sunny day .

I think they are all people from the nearby market.

And looking at the dishes on other people's tables, they are all large in quantity, but a little rough in appearance.It is also not as leisurely as walking all the way and seeing people drinking wine, gesturing and chatting on the outdoor seats of coffee shops or restaurants.

It is common to eat with one's head down, expressing hunger to the fullest.

When Xu Xin and the others arrived, these people just took a look and continued to cook.

It's like a house of flies in China. Many people come here to fill their stomachs... It seems that the Venice Film Festival and the laborers in this water city can't have any communication.

But more or less there are still some...

After the three of Xu Xin were seated, Ai Qing set her sights on the TV above the restaurant counter.

The sound of the TV was intertwined with the sound of knives and forks in the restaurant.

Sometimes it even overshadows the sound of knives and forks.

Ai Qing has never met the owner of the food stall selling pizza in front of the University of Venice.

Therefore, I didn't know that the person who was being interviewed by the reporter on TV at this moment was the one who inspired Director Xu.

But after she listened to the interview inside, her face gradually became weird.

"Director Xu."

"Ok?"

Looking at the side in the way of "peeking"... Xu Xin, who seemed to be either uncle, nephew, or father and son, two thick-knuckle Italians who were wolfing down their meals, came back to his senses:

"how?"

Ai Qing didn't speak, just pointed in the direction of the TV.

"Well……"

Xu Xin turned his head and was suddenly taken aback:
"Huh?... isn't he... Mengmeng, is he the owner of that shop?"

Su Meng, who was studying the menu of this store and typing these words with her mobile phone to see what they meant, also raised her head.

She also froze for a while, then nodded vigorously:

"It's him, it's him! Brother Xu, it's him."

"..."

Xu Xinhaoxuan sang the line "Our friend, little Nezha".

My heart said, what song are you singing at this time?

Then I watched the Italian boss who was standing in front of the eye-catching signboard of the food stall, who had to wear gloves when he smoked, murmured to the reporter and didn't know what he was talking about.

Soon, about 30 seconds later, the interview ended.

The two looked at Ai Qing at the same time.

"He said... he can probably guess that Xu, that is, Director Xu, and others are tourists who came here to participate in the film festival. Said that you don't seem to know much about Italian food, and your companion, Brother Zhong, asked Does he have pizza that tastes like Pizza Hut. He was offended at first, but you have a special look in your eyes..."

"..."

The corner of Xu Xin's mouth twitched...

“So he said he was going to give you a perfect margherita. Then he just followed the traditional margherita recipe from his grandmother and gave you it. You looked satisfied and recommended the pizza to lost your friend.

A total of 4 pizzas were bought, but he only charged for [-] of them.He said that you are a very special guest, traditional Italian pizza is the most delicious pizza, he does not want money, but treats you as a friend.

This is the tradition of the Italians. If there is a chance to meet him next time, he will invite you and that beautiful lady to his home and eat the dishes cooked by his wife. I believe you will love traditional Italian food even more... "

"..."

I don't know why, after listening to Ai Qing's translation, he felt that the Italians were planning to pick him up to establish a typical sense of sight.

Obviously, it's just my first time eating pizza without pineapple.

Who told my prodigal daughter to like Pizza Hut Seafood Supreme after eating pizza...

Never gave me the chance to order another pizza.

But why... suddenly the banner of "China-Italy friendship" was shouldered?

He couldn't refute it himself.

In case he says something like "actually the pizza tastes so good" or "I'm not interested in Italian food" or something...

How much this group of people love him now, how much they want to kill him then...

Besides, brother, why did you invite me and that lady?
Are you misunderstanding something?
Ah this...

There was a faint chill on his back, and it seemed that he was full of weird eyes when someone put a knife on his neck.

A final nod:

"Ok."

After answering, a thought popped into his mind.

This interview... It's best not to let my sister see it.

Otherwise it is really easy to cause misunderstanding.

In the future, I have to keep a little distance from Sister Immortal, if there is any scandal or something, it will be over... By the way, "The Hawthorn Tree" should also be over, right?

I don’t know what Aunt Liu’s opinion is after watching this movie?
……

9 points.

The entrance to the Malibran Theatre.

Liu Xiaoli stood in the crowd, looked at the front and rear teams, and said:

"Are these people who watched our movie?"

"Correct."

Liu Yifei nodded:

"The screenings in Venice are only held in cinemas, and the cinemas on their side are not large in scale. Those surprise films, as well as other films that are not in the main competition unit, are all watched in cinemas.

In order to show respect for the main competition unit, all the film carousels of the main competition unit are played in historic theaters like Venice, or in some qualified large venues.Fixed time, fixed session. "

"..."

After Liu Xiaoli nodded to express her understanding, she suddenly sighed with emotion:
"Ugh……"

"what's wrong?"

"……fine."

Shaking her head at her daughter, she continued to stand in the line waiting for the ticket check-in.

Just this morning, Zhong Changyou sent someone to send the latest comments about "The Hawthorn Tree".

The score of "The Hawthorn Tree" has risen again by 0.1 points, and it is already on the same level as "Black Swan".

Moreover, the total number of evaluations exceeded 4000.

The number of evaluations of "Black Swan" is 7000 people.

It can be said that in terms of gold content, 7000 people have maintained "Black Swan" with a score of 8.8 for two days. Compared with the opening of the first day, less than 100 people scored 8.7, and by the third day, 4000 people gave 8.8... …

Can't say who is higher.

But at least it proves that the two films are already on the same level in terms of audience tastes and artistic aesthetics.

Moreover, there is one more piece of data today.

It is a voting prediction initiated by fans themselves on the forum of the Venice Film Festival.

Among them, in the item of "Best Actress", the number of votes for the daughter to win the best actress is 82 votes.

Ranked third.

No.1 is Natalie Portman with 179 votes.

No.2 is Arianne Labede with 95 votes.

Although it seems that Natalie Portman is the best... If it is purely based on the number of votes, it seems that the best actress has already been decided.

But... you know, that's Hollywood.

Liu Xiaoli, who was born in 59, actually has the faults of that generation. Under the inherent thinking, when some domestic and foreign comparisons come, she will also have a guilty conscience.

This is the imprint of the times. After all, in their growth experience, whether it is the United States or Hollywood...their strength is truly incomprehensible to people of other eras.

It's like talking about the Soviet Union with young people now. Most people's perception of the Soviet Union's strength is only on paper.

I don't understand how terrible the country with a large amount of grain is that everyone has to dig air-raid shelters at the slightest thought.

So, at this very moment, with all these inconceivable things, she was subconsciously thinking...

How could my own daughter be able to compete with those Hollywood superstars...?

Not to mention the others.

If we talk about the comments on the first day, it is definitely Xu Xin's style.

So in the comments on the second day, my daughter's acting skills have been recognized by many people.

Even... Although she still admits that she is a bit exaggerated in her heart, but seeing someone comparing her daughter with the oriental storm that Gong Li set off in Venice back then...

Her heart is like ice and fire.

The side of the ice keeps reminding her: wake up, no matter how confident she is, Sissy's current achievements and acting skills can't be compared with Gong Li who was born in accordance with the times.

But after hearing this, the other side of the fire would keep teasing her: Gong Li didn't belong to Emperor Gong from the beginning!With Sissi's potential, she will definitely have a chance to surpass her in the future!
It can only be said that this Venice Film Festival...

It doesn't matter if it's a pure movie atmosphere, or it's a competition mechanism.

Let all film works and people be drawn into the same battle.

Whether it is a Hollywood superstar or a domestic actor, everyone has the same opportunity.

And under this fair mechanism, Liu Xiaoli's mood at this time was as complicated as a glass of specially blended wine.

Can't tell what it tastes like at all.

On paper, Daughter seems to be in the same league as Natalie Portman... at least during the festival.

But in my heart I always feel guilty.

Very complicated.

But very eager.

Reason told her that it was impossible, but her sensibility reminded her that there is still a just in case...

just in case……

"Mom, let's go."

Suddenly, Liu Yifei's words pulled her out of that tangled dream.

Seeing the team starting to advance, Liu Xiaoli followed it as if she had just woken up from a dream.

Check tickets all the way, enter the venue, and find your seat.

Amidst the chatter in Italian, the lights soon dimmed.

Liu Xiaoli was extremely focused.

She doesn't want to miss any of her daughter's performance moments in this work.

Soon, a long-distance minibus slowly drove into the station...

Started a two-hour journey.

During this journey, Liu Xiaoli found that there were too many things she was familiar with, going to the mountains and going to the countryside, and the educated youth jumping in the queue...

These memories and pictures quickly drew her closer to the world of the movie.

Seeing Jingqiu and the youngest budding love, she would smile like an aunt.

But when she saw the parting, before others could react, she had already tasted the pain of regret.

When watching a movie collectively in the village, the childhood memories I personally experienced in the past scenes will start to roll over again.

And when she heard the song "BELLA CIAO", she would unconsciously sing in a low voice.

All the emotions, after being backlogged to the climax, turned into tears that broke the embankment and rushed out when seeing the river of life and death separated by the ultra-wide-angle lens.

Finally, it was smoothed over in the last paragraph of the film.

And the melodious harmonica melody turned into pure white flowers covering youth and the past on the hawthorn tree.

Then he was awakened by the sudden light on.

It's like a dream.

The movie is over, let's go.

The crowd scattered.

Liu Xiaoli, who was sitting in a chair, just stared at the screen without saying a word for a long time.

Until Liu Yifei whispered:
"Mom, shall we go?"

"Huh? ... Oh, good."

The woman who just woke up from a dream nodded, wiped the corners of her eyes that still had red marks, and all her emotions turned into pride.

This is my daughter's creation!

Movie works!

It's not a commercial film like "The King of Kung Fu", nor is it a short-lived performance like "The Wind".

my daughter!Be the protagonist!

Excellent, good-looking, vivid... All words are not enough to express the pride in her heart at this moment.

Poor at words, she could only walk out of the theater with her daughter after getting up.

Although the lights in the theater are bright, the aisle under the seats is slightly dark.

Although it wasn't too strenuous, Liu Xiaoli had some time to go.

It was so dark that the road and steps could not be seen.

Coupled with the surging emotions at this moment, her steps are full of vanity.

And at this moment, suddenly, Liu Yifei stretched out his hand:
"Mom, I'm pulling you."

"..."

Liu Xiaoli was taken aback.

For some reason, a young girl's voice sounded in my ear:

"Mom, can you hold me?"

And following the sound, her instinct made her put her hand on it.

It's like the answer she gave when she heard the immature girl's request:
"Okay~~ Sissy is holding Mommy's hand so you won't be afraid of falling~"

After handing it up...

"That way you won't be afraid of falling."

She has grown into an adult, she is graceful, she is also the fairy girl in countless people's dreams...

She held her mother's hand and said so.

then.

The silent mother followed behind her daughter, tears streaming down her face.

Sissy grew up as a daughter.

And Liu Yifei as an actor...

Also grown up.

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(End of this chapter)