This director needs to apologize

Chapter 145 Guiding Light in the Night of China
On Wednesday night, the Chinese Night was officially held at the Majestic Hotel, and the entire crew of "1951" attended.

This reception also had a red carpet, and it was more gorgeous and grand than the opening ceremony of the film festival.

The red carpet extends from the main entrance of the Majestic Hotel to the fountain in the square adjacent to the street. It is more than 30 meters long, almost twice the length of the red carpet of the Palais des Festivals.

Starting from 6 o'clock in the evening, the concave-shaped square of the Majestic Hotel was filled with photographers carrying long guns and short cannons. Many young ladies in ragged clothes walked up and down the red carpet.

Chen Yiming's room on the 6th floor of the hotel had floor-to-ceiling windows facing the red carpet. So after these bored men changed into their formal clothes early, they all flocked to Chen Yiming's room to enjoy the scenery.

"Here you go, these breasts are so big, and the waist is so thin that it's unscientific. Do you recognize Lao Duan?"

"Mr. Ma, are you a sex changer? Instead of pursuing body art, you study science and technology. This is not good."

"Master, what kind of science and technology?"

"You are a minor, go and have fun, this is not the place for you to stand."

"Is that Xi Qiao? My childhood goddess, why did she come out with just a sheet on her face?"

"I have long since changed to the sexy route. Ma Dong, you, the Queen Mother, are aware of it."

"This man in a floral cotton-padded jacket has walked back and forth three times. The red flowers all over his body are unforgettable. Isn't there anyone to take care of it?"

"It's not time for the big names to come on stage yet. There's nothing wrong with gathering popularity. Aren't you enjoying watching it?"

"Can't you learn from Wang Danqi? Even though she walked away three times, her clothes were never the same every time. This is what you call a carpet star with attitude."

Chen Yiming finished tying his tie and said, "It's almost time to go down. There is reincarnation in the way of heaven. Now it's your turn to show others, but don't take the wrong turn."

Da Zhuang muttered casually, "I don't need to send out a press release. Old Duan, be careful and don't get swallowed up by the female goblins in a while."

Duan Yining came up with a trick, "I am a married old man afraid of this? The one who should be careful is Yiming, he is the real hot potato."

The group went downstairs laughing and joking, came out from the side door and walked around to the front of the square. They walked on the red carpet in twos and threes and signed and took photos on the sponsor's backboard in the hall. This was regarded as completing the KPI before the Chinese Night.

This was the fifth cocktail party that Chen Yiming attended during his stay in Cannes, and it should be said that there were some with Chinese characteristics.

Whether it was the official reception of the previous film festival or the brand reception organized by Warner and LV, they were actually very casual and there was no specific process.

After meeting the organizer at the entrance of the reception, I went in to hang out, eat and drink, and it didn't matter if I left early.

In comparison, Hua Guo Night was much more formal, with the opening speech alone lasting nearly an hour.

First it was Old Henry, then a deputy director of the Sixth Princess, and then a deputy director of the Film Bureau's External Promotion Department.

The problem is that cocktail parties are completely Western-style, where you hold a glass of wine and chat all night long. This format is not suitable for listening to lectures, because just standing without moving will make your legs sore over time.

What made Chen Yiming even more embarrassed was that the main creators of several participating films had to be called up to show off.

"1951" was the opening film, so director Chen Yiming was naturally the first to go up. He had to remain awkward on the stage while the host was pulling people on stage one by one.

After finally getting to the end of this stupid stage, and receiving the care and blessings from several big leaders, Chen Yiming finally stepped down as if he had been granted amnesty. He felt that he had never been so tired while making a movie.

He was looking around for the waiter, intending to replace the red wine in his hand with ice water to moisten his throat, when a female voice came from behind him.

"Director Chen, nice to meet you."

Chen Yiming turned his head when he heard the sound, and in front of him was a lady wearing a black velvet evening dress. The long dress was decorated with diamonds, as well as diamond jewelry of the same type on her neck, ears, and hair, which made Chen Yiming dizzy.

Anyway, Chen Yiming would never admit it. The reason why he couldn't help but close his eyes was the deep V in front of him.

It was difficult to tell the age of the woman in front of him, so Chen Yiming could only call her younger as possible.

"Hello, lady, nice to meet you too."

The lady in the black skirt didn't expect that Chen Yiming didn't recognize her at all, and the atmosphere couldn't help but feel a little awkward. She regrouped and planned to introduce herself, but as soon as she said the word "I am", she was interrupted by another voice.

"Sister Lin, you are here, making it easy for me to find you.

Oh, I won't disturb you anymore, right?I'm so sorry.

Hello Director Chen, I am an actor, my name is Zheng Shanshan.I especially like your "Holiday in Magic City" and have been looking forward to "1951", but unfortunately I have never been able to grab a ticket.

Sister Lin, what were you talking about just now?Do you mind if I join? "

Chen Yiming tried hard to maintain a nonchalant expression on his face, while burying his deep sympathy for "Sister Lin" deep in his heart.

Judging from the way her chest was rising and falling, it was obvious that she was quite stimulated.

Of course, he didn't answer the call. In this situation, there was no reason for him to open his mouth to help him out. He himself was really looking forward to those bad friends coming to help him out.Chen Yiming continued to look around for the waiter. He had never been used to drinking red wine, let alone the red wine warmed by his hands, which was simply difficult to swallow.

Sister Lin opposite seemed to have mentally prepared herself and said again, "Director Chen, I am Lin."

It's a pity that Sister Lin may have been unlucky today. This time she didn't tell her her name in full. Once again, a female voice interrupted her spellcasting perfectly.

"Xiaoyun, long time no see. What a coincidence. I didn't expect to see you in Cannes.

Hello, Director Chen, I am Xiaoyun’s former agent, Fang Yinyin. Nice to meet you. This is my business card. "

If Miss Zheng was pretending to be confused, then Manager Fang came here blatantly to cause trouble, and his malice towards his former employer could be said to be undisguised.

The lady in the black skirt's excellent expression management was a bit broken at this moment. She gave Manager Fang a rather ugly smile and said, "Sister Fang, long time no see." Then she nodded to Chen Yiming, "Director Chen, here are some tips for you. I'm sorry for bothering you. I'm sorry."

After saying that, he turned away and blended into the crowd. In the end, he couldn't finish saying his name.

Chen Yiming's heart flashed through a lot of ridiculous plots at the speed of light. The previous generation actress endured the humiliation, the contemporary new star came from behind, and the former manager who had a hidden secret. These three main characters were enough to fill thirty episodes.

While Chen Yiming was thinking wildly, more people like Zheng Shanshan and Manager Fang joined in.

With Chen Yiming as the center of the circle, a whirlpool of birds and butterflies gradually took shape, and "Director Chen, nice to meet you" began to spread from person to person.

Surrounded in the middle, Chen Yiming enjoyed the compliments from all walks of life, but he himself was extremely irritable because he was almost soaked by the cosmetics.

He put his hand into his trouser pocket and took out his cell phone. If it didn't work, he could only use the phone to escape.

It was Duan Yining who finally rescued Chen Yiming. He squeezed into the crowd and fished Chen Yiming out under the banner of director Jiang Shuai.

Just when Chen Yiming wanted to praise Lao Duan for his cleverness, the latter had already pulled him to a booth in the corridor outside the reception hall, where three men were sitting.

Co-writing Lao Duan is not a lie, but someone is really looking for him.

Duan and Chen sat down in the empty seats, and the three people who were talking loudly also stopped talking.

After introducing each other, Chen Yiming found out that the three people present were all directors and frequent visitors to the three major European companies. They were considered a small circle.

The leader, Jiang Shuai, was round and chubby. His wrinkled suit was open, revealing his plump and round belly. He had a short, round head and wore a pair of round-rimmed glasses in the style of the Republic of China on the bridge of his nose.

Duan Yining has a close relationship with Jiang Shuai. When he answered questions from the audience that day, the director he mentioned who was willing to slap him in the face for a day was Jiang Shuai.

Later, Jiang Shuai also participated in the current Cannes Film Festival with "Wandering", but it was not the main competition unit, but the "Un Certain Regard" unit that was downgraded.

The tall man sitting side by side with Jiang Shuai is named Fan Xiaolong, and he met Chen Yiming at the opening ceremony.

Despite his appearance and unshaven beard, he is actually only 24 years old, even younger than Chen Yiming.

He is considered a rising star in Jiang Shuai's circle. "Flower Work", which he wrote and directed, was shortlisted for the short film section of this year's Cannes.

Sitting opposite Jiang Shuai was a thin, monkey-like old man with a wrinkled face and two goatees on his chin. His dignity was beyond compliment.

I really have some impression of the name Chen Yiming, Lai Zhifei, a famous Chinese writer, screenwriter, and director living in Europe.

The reason why I know this name is because Teacher Lai can be called the leader of Chinese literary and artistic directors. Sun Wangquan always calls him an old-timer when he sees him.

He can be regarded as the No. 80 person who brought the scar literature of the 1s out of the country and established it in the three major European film festivals.

As early as 1987, he adapted his own educated youth novel "The Bitter Girl of Literature" to the big screen, and won the Cannes Jury Prize the following year.

The country at that time simply worshiped the three major European actors. As soon as Mr. Lai made his debut, he became a guiding light for domestic directors.

Two years later, he adapted his own novel "The Nightingale" with the same theme and picked up a silver bear in Berlin.

The following year, Sun Wangquan repeated his successful path and won the Golden Lion Award in Venice in one fell swoop.

As a result, the confused Chinese directors all knew how to play.

Looking for the most original villages and towns as the background, closely following the main line of breaking away from ignorance and embracing civilization, be sure to add a little compassion and reflection at the end.

To sum it up in the words of Teacher Sang Ping, it is a river of "trafficking suffering".

Directors of Jiang Shuai's generation have done this to a greater or lesser extent, some sincerely believe in it, some to please their sponsors, and some to pursue awards.

But the one with the highest achievement has to be Teacher Lai.

Because Sun Wangquan and Jiang Shuai are both in China, they have to submit to the control of the film bureau, but Mr. Lai is in Europe, and the film bureau cannot control him.

(End of this chapter)