When I was in Reply 1988

Chapter 762 Legion of Honor Medal

"Uncle Cangdong, I'm calling you."

Lee Chang-dong choked up and said, “Yeah.”

He has made several films and won many awards.

But those awards are really dwarfed by the Palme d'Or.

It's not on the same level at all.

The peninsula itself is small and the film industry is in its early stages of development.

At the beginning, I sold my house to make a movie, and my wife scolded me.

Now that he has achieved this result, let’s see who dares to speak loudly in front of him in the future.

Because he was too excited, he almost tripped when he climbed the steps to the stage, which caused good-natured laughter from the audience.

"Thank you."

The middle-aged man's voice trembled a little.

Wim immediately came to the rescue, saying, “We believe you will produce even more outstanding works in the future. Don’t fall down the next time you win an award.”

There was another round of laughter from the audience.

The Palme d'Or trophy is a golden palm leaf, which is also the emblem of Cannes.

The trophy is supported by a crystal, which makes it look particularly elegant.

After presenting the awards, Lee Chang-dong wanted to leave the stage, but was stopped by the host.

"Wait a moment, there is a special segment. Please invite Mr. Li Renyong to the stage."

Li Renyong handed the trophy to Zheng Nanzhu and whispered, "Help me hold it."

After saying this, he walked towards the stage and stood side by side with Lee Chang-dong.

If my guess is correct, he should be awarded a medal next.

The lights on the stage suddenly became brighter, and a spotlight hit the side curtain.

François walked out slowly, wearing a dark blue suit with a tricolor badge on his chest.

In her hands she held two crimson velvet boxes, on which the words "Légion d'honneur" in gold embossing shone brightly under the light.

He opened the box and took out two medals.

"In the name of the French Republic," François said in a solemn and gentle voice, "award director Lee Chang-dong and screenwriter Lee In-yong the Knight of the Legion of Honor in recognition of their outstanding contributions to the art of film."

Exemption from military service!

Why do so many athletes from the Peninsula fight so hard in competitions? Isn't it to avoid military service?

Now, it's stable.

Li Renyong lowered his head and looked at the medal in his hand.

François then continued: "Movies are a language that transcends national boundaries and a bridge that connects people's hearts. The stories you tell through your cameras have allowed the world to see the brilliance of humanity."

Applause started again.

After returning to the stage and sitting down, everyone in the crew wanted to feel the Palme d'Or.

Everyone took a bite.

This trophy does not belong to any one person, but is the honor of the entire crew.

As for medals, no one mentioned them.

That is their honor.

Ma Richeng suggested returning to the company and setting up a wall of honor.

As long as it is a group trophy, put it up and gain everyone's unanimous recognition.

After that, the ceremony is truly over.

There was also a closing ceremony the next day, but Li Renyong did not plan to attend.

Li Renyong declined all invitations to celebration banquets. After all, there was someone waiting for him to return to the hotel.

"Uncle Cangdong, can you lend me the Golden Palm?"

Lee Chang-dong held the trophy and said, "What are you going to do? No, no matter what I say, I won't do it."

Ma Richeng said: "What else can I do? It must be for Bao La to see. As soon as this guy opens his mouth, I know what he is saying."

Lee Chang-dong shook his head vigorously.

Li Renyong finally won the Palme d'Or after much persuasion.

And he promised to return the money immediately after Lee Chang-dong and his friends finished the banquet.

The rest is for reporters to interview. Reporters are allowed to enter the Cannes Film Festival awards ceremony.

However, most of them are not qualified to enter.

They recorded every important moment of the award ceremony through photography and writing, including the artist's appearance, the award ceremony, and the acceptance speeches.

Many journalists will also broadcast live through television channels so that viewers who cannot be present in person can also watch.

After the host announced the end, reporters swarmed in.

The crew that gathered the most was Lee Chang-dong's, after all, they were the winner of this year's grand prize.

Everyone in the crew was interviewed.

As for Li Renyong, there were also many reporters surrounding him.

The microphone stretched out in front of him like a jungle, and the dazzling flash light forced him to squint.

"Writer Li, how do you feel about winning the Palme d'Or?"

"Hello, I am a reporter from TF1 TV. What do you think about the search and rescue efficiency of the maritime rescue team?"

"May I ask how you came up with the idea of ​​taking a helicopter to the sea on a rainy day to seek excitement? Are you looking for inspiration for your next work?"

“Do you have anything to say about the Legion of Honor?”

The questions came like a tide, and Li Renyong felt his temples throbbing.

Questions about film awards only accounted for 20%.

The rest is all about the fall into the water ten days ago.

There was even a reporter who said that he saw him living with a woman in the hospital. Were they lovers?

Their problems are becoming more personal.

Are you serious journalists?

Why are you still dwelling on the issue from ten days ago?

Li Renyong's face turned red, he always felt that they were gossip reporters.

A female reporter squeezed to the front, and her recorder almost poked Li Renyong's chin.

“Can you tell us about your acceptance speech?”

All the reporters present looked at the female reporter.

Which media outlet is this newcomer from? Didn’t he give his acceptance speech on stage before?

Li Renyong felt that the female reporter looked familiar, so he said, "The movie is..."

He repeated François's words, finding them very apt.

After saying that, he ran out without waiting for the reporters to react.

Leather shoes tapped on the marble floor.

The reporters behind him were like a group of hounds chasing their prey, and the light from their flashbulbs formed a web of light behind them.

"Writer Li! Please wait a moment!"

"Can you answer one last question?"

"Excuse me, what is the relationship between Ms. Zheng Nanzhu and the woman who appeared in the hospital?"

The shouts came one after another, but Li Renyong turned a deaf ear to them.

Li Renyong ran directly to a taxi on the side of the road and shouted while panting: "Drive quickly."

The driver glanced at him and held two trophies and a box in his arms.

"You stole someone else's trophy? Are they chasing you?"

Li Renyong said quickly: "They are all mine, open them quickly."

The driver shook his head, somewhat confused as to why the guest wanted to escape.

"During the film festival, the starting price is twice as high as usual, so just agree and go."

If you don't run away, your underwear will be pulled out.

Seeing that the reporters were about to open the car door, Li Renyong yelled, "Quick! Quick!"

The driver started the car and rushed out.

The reporters stood there, looking at each other.

A senior reporter put away his camera and said, "Forget it, go interview those who didn't win the award."

Even without Li Renyong, there were still many other directors and actors on the scene.

(End of this chapter)