fringe artist

Chapter 205 203. Falling off the altar, Director Cheng won't cry!
When the first ray of sunshine falls in the morning, the city of Cannes is already lively.

During the ten days of the film festival, the film will be screened at nine o'clock every morning and will continue until the evening. In addition to the film screening, there will be various parties in coffee shops or bars in Cannes. .

During these ten days, filmmakers from all over the world will gather together to communicate, and the film festival can no longer be regarded as an ordinary film event, but a grand event of international cultural exchange.

Chen Li'an was woken up by Sophie Marceau at seven o'clock in the morning. This delicate rose is very busy today. As a business card of France, there are too many activities to attend.

After Sophie Marceau went out, Chen Li'an simply cleaned up and went out.

The premiere of Fengyue is at four o'clock in the afternoon, a very good time slot, Chen Li'an doesn't have to meet up with Director Cheng and the others so early.

It is also good to take this opportunity to go around Cannes. Cannes and Paris have different scenery, which brings a lot of freshness to Chen Lian.

Especially on the beach, you can always see a lot of beautiful scenery.

The only pity is that it is only May, the highest temperature is only over 20 degrees, and the scenery on the beach is not attractive enough.

Chen Li'an walked on the shore, took off his shoes and stepped on the wet gravel. When the waves rushed up, the icy seawater submerged his ankles, and it was very cool and comfortable.

Chen Li'an enjoyed the tranquility of this moment very much, but this tranquility was broken when Li Dabai suddenly appeared.

Wearing a white shirt and jeans, Li Dabai ran up to Chen Li'an with his shoes in his hand, his eyes filled with inquiry and admiration.

"Mr. Chen, I saw you walking alone by the seaside when I was in the hotel."

Chen Li'an turned his head and glanced in the direction of the hotel. It was almost a few hundred meters away, and asked curiously, "Your eyesight is so good? Can you see me from so far away?"

"Ang!" Li Dabai raised his head triumphantly, then said with a chuckle, "I have a viewing telescope in my room."

Chen Li'an: "."

"Mr. Chen, why did you come here for a walk alone?" Li Dabai walked up to Chen Li'an with his hands behind his back, looked at him and asked curiously, "Did you get dumped by Sophie Marceau?"

Chen Li'an: "."

Li Dabai's concern didn't move Chen Li'an, he just wanted to give her a headache.

Seeing that Chen Li'an didn't want to talk, Li Dabai also calmed down, and walked crookedly on Chen Li'an's footprints.

After walking for a while, Chen Li'an looked back at Li Dabai and asked, "Are you 20 years old?"

Li Dabai, who was trying to aim at Chen Li'an's footprints, raised his head and hummed, his white and tender feet were covered with fine sand, and his flexible toes kept twisting, trying to rub the sand between the toes.

Chen Li'an bowed his head to appreciate it for a while, and then remembered what he was going to ask just now, so he asked directly: "Have you thought about what to do in the future? Do you have any plans?"

"You want to fire me?" Li Dabai raised his head and looked at Chen Li'an with an aggrieved expression. Last night he vowed to be a loyal little assistant.

Chen Li'an couldn't help laughing, looked at Li Dabai and said, "It's not that you're fired, but you're only 20 years old. Are you going to be an assistant for the rest of your life?"

Li Dabai grabbed his fingers and dangled the white shoes in his hand. He looked at Chen Li'an and whispered, "Isn't it possible? I think it's good to be an assistant."

Seeing Li Dabai like this, Chen Li'an shook his head with a smile and said: "Of course, but I suggest you think about it carefully, because if you follow me, your career has reached its peak. If you want to be promoted, there is no place for you." for you."

"It doesn't matter whether you get promoted or not, as long as the salary is raised!" Li Dabai smiled and looked at Chen Li'an, as long as he wasn't fired, he could say anything!

Chen Li'an nodded and said, "Okay, if you want to film a movie or do other things someday, you can tell me and I'll help you arrange it."

Li Dabai looked down at the waves rushing up, he didn't listen to Chen Li'an's words at all, if he wants to be promoted in the future, he can just go to the empress, who is looking for you.

Chen Li'an hadn't noticed the assistant's betrayal. After strolling around the beach for a while, he was ready to go back.

Chen Li'an wiped the sand off his feet, put on his shoes, and watched Li Dabai clean up the sand on his feet with his slender fingers, feeling a little regretful that he didn't bring his camera out.

Cute and sexy, Li Dabai at this age is simply the representative of pure desire.

Li Dabai put the white socks on his feet, put them on little by little, and deliberately shook them in front of Chen Li'an's eyes before putting on the shoes with a smile on his lips.

Chen Li'an thought it was funny to watch the little girl's video, so he tapped on the head and said, "Let's go back to the hotel."

"Oh." Li Dabai followed Chen Li'an's footsteps, and complained softly from behind: "Mr. Chen, don't hit me on the head again."

"Oh."

"Oh, yes or no?"

"Oh, yes."

On the shore of the blue sea and blue sky, two figures in front and one behind, and the boring conversation, all have a hint of youthfulness.

In the Hitchcock Theater, the main venue of the four o'clock film festival, the premiere of Fengyue will start immediately. There are already many people in the venue, and it will soon be full.

Gilles Jacob, the premier of the Cannes Film Festival, and Francis Ford Coppola, the president of the jury, who took the Godfather, were also there.

In addition to these two people, Ponte Carlo, the chairman of the Venice Film Festival, also came. Chen Li'an and this little old man chatted several times when they were in Venice last year, and they were quite familiar.

Everyone is still looking forward to Cheng Dao's works. After all, he is an excellent director who has made Yellow Earth and Farewell My Concubine. They are all looking forward to what kind of movie he will bring this time.

In addition, many European media also came. No matter who these reporters are targeting, it can be seen that the movie Fengyue is still very popular at the film festival.

Chen Li'an looked at Director Cheng who was chatting with Jacob and the others. He didn't go to join in the fun. He is currently accepting a temporary interview.

Klaus, an art critic whom I met during the exhibition in Paris last year, caught Chen Li'an here and took out the notebook he carried with him to interview him.

Chen Li'an glanced at the time and said to Klaus: "I only have less than 10 minutes, the movie is about to start, maybe we can change the time."

"Ten minutes is enough. I have very few questions, only three. I will rely on you for my next column." Klaus didn't give Chen Li'an a chance to escape.

For three questions, 10 minutes is indeed enough. Chen Li'an nodded in agreement, sat in the auditorium with Klaus, and started a very simple and casual interview.

Klaus didn't waste time to be polite, and asked the first question directly: "I saw the photos of your installation art in China, "The Wave Series-Red", many people are very interested in this work, I would like to ask Ask about your creative inspiration and the meaning of the wave series."

"China is undergoing the transformation of the times. It is the rapid development of society that gives me the urge to create. I will record China in the times in the wave series, in this way."

"Second question, what do you think about the trend of thought in Chinese art? I heard that you almost set off a second trend of thought."

"The emergence of the artistic trend of thought means that everyone has doubts and doubts about the current art, just like the current artistic reflection in Europe. As for the so-called second trend of thought, it is a complete misunderstanding. We are just a group of ordinary artists. Contemporary art has produced too many doubts, and there is no possibility of forming a trend of thought at the source.”

"The third question, how do you see the position of film art in contemporary art?"

"This question is very general and vague. There should be no clear classification of contemporary art, and there is no so-called position issue. If we really want to discuss film art, we can talk too much, and we may not have enough time."

Klaus was writing and drawing in his notebook, and the recording pen in his hand was also on. After hearing Chen Li'an's answer, he glanced at the time and said with a smile: "There are still 4 minutes left, maybe I can ask a few more questions. question?"

"Of course!" Chen Li'an nodded with a smile.

Four minutes passed quickly, and Jacob and Director Cheng in front of the screen also got off the stage, and the movie officially started.

The theater was very quiet, everyone was waiting for the movie to play, Gong Li sat beside Chen Li'an and asked in a low voice, "Did you go for an interview just now?"

"Well, but it has nothing to do with movies." Chen Li'an explained.

Gong Li nodded slightly and stopped talking and began to watch the movie seriously.

After more than an hour passed, the movie ended, and there was sparse applause in the auditorium. Most people were whispering and discussing, as if they had great doubts about the movie.

Cheng Dao's face was no longer as confident as before, and he listened to everyone's discussion with a dignified expression.

Chen Li'an and Gong Li looked at each other, both surprised and not surprised by the current situation.

Zhang Guorong's reaction was also very flat, he had nominated actor for countless times, and the movies he made were also mixed with praise and criticism, and he was used to such things for a long time.

Soon in the following interactive interviews, many people gave negative comments.

Cheng Dao's complexion became more and more ugly. If it was just the evaluation of ordinary audience, he might not care.

But Ponte Carlo, president of the Venice Film Festival, belittled it in public, saying that the gangsters and drugs in the film were a poor imitation of Hollywood gangster movies.

This almost broke Dao Cheng's defense, and he almost failed to maintain his elegant demeanor.

Chen Li'an glanced at Ponte Carlo, and secretly sighed that the little old man was really ruthless.

However, such an evaluation basically ruined any possibility of Fengyue winning the prize.

Controversial films have won awards, but it is difficult to deal with all negative reviews.

Chen Li'an even heard domestic audiences discussing in low voices, saying that this is the story of the old-fashioned little boy hooking up with the eldest lady, and what's so good about it.

Chen Li'an really wanted to refute, but from the story alone, there is nothing wrong with what he said...

"It's difficult..." Chen Li'an sighed and said to Gong Li, "It is estimated that the domestic release is a problem."

"It shouldn't be?!" Gong Li looked at Chen Li'an in surprise.

Chen Li'an rubbed the corners of his eyebrows and said, "It depends on Director Cheng's relationship. There is a high probability that it will be changed if it is to be released. If it wins an award, there may be a chance."

Gong Li thought for a while and said, "Cheng Dao's girlfriend is Ni."

Chen Li'an coughed lightly and said, "It depends on their energy. Didn't Farewell My Concubine be screened after winning the award?"

"Okay, stop talking, I feel like Cheng Dao wants to curse, I'll go over and comfort you." Gong Li got up helplessly and walked towards Cheng Dao.

Gong Li still has a lot of cards in Europe. When the old man Ponte Carlo saw Gong Li stand up, he didn't say anything more.

The reporters also focused their attention on Gong Li at this time, and Director Cheng was able to breathe for a while, but his expression was still ugly after listening to those unfriendly comments.

If it’s ugly, it’s ugly. As a director, you naturally have to stand up to criticism. Director Cheng has listened to praise for more than ten years, and now it’s okay to hear a different voice.

But things didn't seem as simple as everyone imagined. On the second day of the premiere, when Chen Li'an was about to return to Paris to bid farewell to Director Cheng, the sound of falling objects could be clearly heard in the room.

Li Dabai heard it from behind Chen Li'an, and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Chen, Director Cheng seems to be swearing."

"I'm not deaf, yes, I'll come back later." Chen Li'an turned around and left. At this time, Director Cheng probably didn't want to see anyone, and he didn't want others to see him incompetent and furious.

I hope that Director Cheng will not hide in the room alone and cry, and hope that the girlfriend of Director Cheng’s host can give him some comfort, but I don’t know whether Director Cheng will go to propose marriage after the film festival is over.
It's just that Chen Meiren is now in the shape of Chen Li'an, and has nothing to do with him at all. Tsk, looking at it this way, Cheng Dao is a bit tragic.

Chen Meiren, who was far away in the country, suddenly sneezed, then rubbed her stomach and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, baby, it's dad who is thinking about mom."

Chen Li'an shook his head, and put away the ridicule towards Cheng Dao in his heart. If he got a good deal, he should stop being a good boy. Maybe Cheng Dao and his girlfriend will be fine, maybe they will be happier in the future, who knows what will happen.

Chen Li'an came to Gong Li's room and told her what he had just heard.

Gong Li directly threw two newspapers to him, sighed and said, "Director Cheng has been scolded miserably this time."

Chen Li'an picked it up and saw that it was the French newspaper Humanitate. There were several words that appeared frequently throughout the article, hypocrisy, emptiness, and lies.

In summary, Cheng Dao deliberately chose a tragic story to create an empty and hypocritical lie, and the logic and storytelling are too bad.

This kind of evaluation is not bad. Another Nice Morning Post wrote more directly, directly naming Cheng Dao in order to deliberately cater to Western audiences, so he made many fundamental mistakes.

It also wrote the words of Ponte Carlo, the chairman of the Venice Film Festival. The little old man lamented that China has no shortage of world-class directors, but these directors always like to show some old, pedantic, dark antiques to others. .

After reading these two newspapers, Chen Li'an felt that it was over. If the western media were all talking like this, then the domestic media would be even more unkind.

The possibility of the film being released in mainland China is almost zero.

Gong Li is obviously also aware of this, and she has no hope of winning the Cannes Best Actress.

Not long after, Zhang Guorong also knocked on the door and came in, also holding a few newspapers in his hand. Chen Li'an just glanced at it, and found that it was similar to the two newspapers he just read.

Zhang Guorong sat on the sofa and looked at them and said, "Director Cheng seems to be about to leave."

"Huh? Leave early? Not at all." Chen Li'an looked at Zhang Guorong with some surprise, not knowing where he got the news from.

Zhang Guorong explained: "Mr. Xu is about to leave. She said she wants to go back to Xiangjiang to recuperate. Director Cheng seems to want to go back together."

Chen Li'an smacked his mouth and looked at Gong Li and said, "If the director leaves, it will be a joke. Let's persuade him."

It may be the first time in Cheng Dao's life that he has suffered such a big setback, or it may be that after Farewell My Concubine pushed him to the altar, the halo has been shattered so badly that it is difficult for him to accept such a result now.

When Chen Li'an and Gong Li came to Cheng Dao's room together, the rest of the main creative team also came.

But the process director is currently answering the phone on the balcony, it seems that his girlfriend is calling.

Chen Li'an saw through the glass door of the balcony and saw Cheng Dao's expression was very stinky, but he didn't know what he said on the phone, and he eased up a lot after a while.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Director Cheng hung up the phone, returned to the room and looked at everyone with a smile.

Du Kefen looked at Cheng Dao and said, "Cheng Dao, don't care about those comments."

Others also opened their mouths to comfort, Cheng Dao raised his hand and pressed lightly and said: "Don't worry about me, although this time it was not recognized by the western media, it doesn't mean that Fengyue is not good, this is a wonderful movie. Movies, awards and reviews don't make a movie good or bad."

Everyone in the room looked at the smile on Cheng Dao's face, wondering if he really thought so or was trying to hold on.

But since it seems to be fine, everyone no longer continues to comfort them, they are all adults, and they should learn to accept and explain themselves.

Seeing that Director Cheng didn't mention the idea of ​​ending the trip to Cannes early, Chen Li'an said goodbye to them directly, but promised that he would come on time before the closing ceremony.

Regardless of whether the film is good or bad, Chen Li'an, as a member of the main creative team, must bear the final result together.

You can't just go for the good, and run away for the bad, that's not too particular.

On the way back to Paris, Chen Li'an sat in the car and told Li Dabai to book tomorrow's air ticket as soon as he arrived in Paris.

After explaining, just as Chen Li'an was about to close his eyes and rest his mind, the phone rang.

This is his phone number in France, and the number he dialed is also a French number. After Chen Li'an picked it up, he asked in English, "Hi, who are you?"

"It's me, Liu Xiaoli."

Chen Li'an was a little surprised that it would be Liu Xiaoli's call. Before he had time to ask her if she was in any trouble, she heard Liu Xiaoli say: "I heard about the movie, so I called to ask, are you okay?"

Chen Li'an didn't expect the news to spread quite quickly. The Chinese circle in France is probably paying attention to the film festival, hoping that Director Cheng can win the Palme d'Or again. It is normal for the news to spread quickly.

"Are you still in Cannes?" Liu Xiaoli asked again on the other end of the phone.

Chen Li'an came back to his senses and said, "I have already left Cannes, and I am rushing to Paris."

Liu Xiaoli on the other end of the phone hesitated and said, "When will you arrive in Paris, I would like to treat you to dinner."

Chen Li'an smiled and said, "Is this a friend's comfort?"

"That's right, but I feel like you don't need it." Liu Xiaoli said with a chuckle on the other end of the phone.

"Of course I need it." Chen Li'an said with a smile, then paused and said, "But I'm going to a reception tonight."

Liu Xiaoli was a little disappointed when she heard it, but she still smiled and said, "It seems that you really don't need it."

Chen Li'an said softly with a smile on his lips: "I need a female companion, I wonder if I can ask you to be my female companion."

Liu Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "As a friend, I can't bear to see you attend the reception alone, come and pick me up tonight!"

After hanging up the phone, Li Dabai who was sitting next to him looked at Chen Li'an unhappy, the resentment in his eyes could melt into water.

I knew it was not normal for Teacher Chen to be so active that day!Sure enough, he was interesting to him, Li Dabai was thinking about whether to inform the empress or not.

Sensing Li Dabai's resentment, Chen Li'an turned to look at her and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Li Dabai pursed his lips and said bitterly: "I can also be your female companion and accompany you to the reception."

Chen Li'an collected all the phones, raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, you should practice your English first, and I will take you next time."

Li Dabai: "." Look down on people, don't you!I will go to study later!Not only English, but also French! ! !
(End of this chapter)