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Chapter 299: Stay Steady, Don't Float (asking for monthly ticket)
"Don't be too proud. This award is actually useless." In the night breeze, Jiang Wen warned Hao Yun to keep his feet on the ground.

He was worried that Hao Yun would become too proud of himself after becoming famous.

The water in the world of fame and fortune is too deep for Hao Yun to grasp.

Jiang Wen has seen too many talented actors, directors, and screenwriters who, after reaching a certain stage, began to stagnate or even fall rapidly.

To put it simply, it means taking too big a step and hitting the balls.

After the "passion" faded, he felt a little regretful for forcing Hao Yun to grow.

In fact, we shouldn't have taken part in the competition this time. We should have just taken part in the exhibition to let Hao Yun see the world.

Even so, the glory that befell Hao Yun would make him dizzy.

Now I accidentally won the award.

This is the genuine Cannes Best Screenplay Award. How proud this kid must be. Look, his feet can hardly touch the ground.

"Uncle Jiang, the smell in this exhibition hall is so damn pungent. There's the sea right next to it. Can't these Europeans go down and wash themselves?" Hao Yun couldn't help but swear. He was worried about being heard, so he not only spoke in Chinese, which these people could hardly understand, but also deliberately lowered his voice.

In fact, if it was just body odor, it wouldn’t be a big deal. The key is the perfume you spray to cover up the body odor.

Everyone, young or old, male or female, sprinkled it, whole bottles of it.

How can that taste right!
"..." Jiang Wen opened his mouth and asked, "What the hell was I about to say just now?"

"Puchi!" Zhou Yun was amused by both his father and his wife.

One spoke earnestly and started teaching and educating mode, while the other was daydreaming and still focusing on other things, so the communication was irrelevant.

"Don't worry, this thing can neither be turned into money nor be enough to make my movie a box office hit. I won't take it too seriously." Hao Yun quickly assured.

Of course I am happy, but it’s enough to be happy for a short time.

The world is full of powerful enemies, so there is no time to be happy.

"It's best if you think so, but..." Jiang Wen pointed at the trophy in Hao Yun's hand and said, "You are still a student, and you won awards from the three major European film festivals. Logically speaking, your school should express its appreciation."

"Yes!" Hao Yun's eyes lit up.

"There is also the Directors Association. There may be some rewards there, but the amount is definitely not much. Their financial situation is very tight and they rely entirely on funding from above." Jiang Wen felt relieved and began to explain to Hao Yun the benefits of this trophy.

In addition to rewards, the sale of overseas film copyrights and adaptation rights will also be promoted.

Even though the story of "Heart Labyrinth" has strong Chinese characteristics, as long as it wins a screenwriting award, there will definitely be people who want to buy it and adapt it.

It's just that the story itself is not very commercial, so it's probably only a few tens of thousands of euros.

As for overseas copyrights, there is no point in talking about it if it is less than US$80. If it is sold directly as a package to places like Hong Kong and Taiwan, US$100 to US$ is a more likely price.

By labeling it as the "Cannes Best Screenplay Award", overseas distributors can recover their costs through television, VCDs, screening rooms, etc.

However, Hao Yun will not wait here for the results of the overseas copyright sale.

He will leave Cannes and go back tomorrow.

It is impossible for me to keep asking for leave from "The World's Number One". If I delay any further, it will really interfere with other projects.

After Hao Yun returned to the hotel, he couldn't wait to look at the treasure chest rewards.

It didn't matter when he read the paper. He was not in a hurry to publish it anyway. The main thing was the script of Whiplash.

Just like the scripts I received before, such as "The Labyrinth of the Heart" and "Those Years".

The script provided by the system is very detailed and contains everything that should be there. In addition to the necessary elements of a script, it also adds character biographies, the music to be selected for each stage, as well as adapted and original scores, and so on.

"Those Years" has three versions: novel/comic/script. If "Whiplash" only had the script, it would be a shame for the setting of the top-quality treasure chest.

"Whiplash" tells the passionate story of a young man who dreams of becoming a jazz drummer and breaks through his limits and constantly surpasses himself under the guidance of a teacher who is strict to the point of being abnormal.

The core element of the script is jazz music, and the characters are all European and American names.

There is also Charlie Parker, who repeatedly appears as a "target" in the script. He is nicknamed "Big Bird" and was born on August 1920, 8 in Kansas, Kansas. He is the greatest alto saxophonist in the history of jazz and the most talented saxophonist in the history of jazz.

He died at the age of 35. However, Hao Yun did not think this was an inspirational story.

The whole script is just a bunch of toxic chicken soup.

Fletcher is a master at giving chicken soup, and Andrew is a master at drinking chicken soup.

Andrew once said fiercely at a family gathering: "I would rather drink and read, lose my family at the age of 34, and become the topic of conversation at other people's dinner tables, than live to the age of 90 with a lot of money and a rosy face, but no one remembers me!"

Well, this is such a tragedy.

Of course, the creator’s purpose is not necessarily to inspire people, but more to question people’s hearts and criticize human nature, and guide people to think about something.

Localizing this script is not an easy task.

Hao Yun hopes that "Whiplash" can be filmed in the country and then taken to the European and American markets to win awards and make money.

In addition, he also hoped that Jiang Wen would be able to appreciate the script, so that he would be debt-free.

At the time, I thought I was very smart because I didn't write the repayment date on the IOU.

But I didn't expect that being in debt would not feel good.

Hao Yunxin obtained 15 points of fixed screenwriter attributes and added another points.

But he did not start to modify the script of "Whiplash" immediately, because it was not something that could be modified in a short time.

He needs to revise the script of "Those Years" first.

Publish the novel first, and take the script for review and approval. It doesn’t matter if the comics come later.

An Xiaoxi was woken up by her mother at seven o'clock in the morning (0 o'clock French time). She looked ahead with dazed eyes, her brain still in a chaotic state.

She filmed until almost one o'clock last night, and including the time for washing up, she actually only slept for five hours.

How could five hours of sleep be enough for her, who has always been a sleepyhead? All she wanted now was to fall down and continue to linger on the quilt.

But Aunt Liu knew her too well, and took advantage of her brief moment of clarity to quickly say, "Your classmate just won an award at Cannes, which is really amazing, the Best Screenplay Award."

"Mom, I want to sleep~"

An Xiaoxi couldn't remember who her classmate was.

"Hao Yun won the award!" Aunt Liu didn't dare to go too far.

She just received the news and then thought about letting her daughter know, forgetting that her daughter was a little grumpy when she woke up.

"Sister Hao, didn't he say that he wouldn't win any award?" An Xiaoxi finally came to her senses. Hao Yun was indeed her classmate.

Cannes……

Got a prize!
"That's why I'm so surprised. Your classmate is so amazing. Zhang Manyu even won the Best Actress award..." Aunt Liu looked at her daughter with sparkling eyes.

"Mom, stop dreaming." An Xiaoxi threw herself on the quilt, squirmed a few times and crawled in.

"Aren't you going to call him and congratulate him?" Aunt Liu slapped her across the quilt, what a useless girl.

No normal person has such connections.

No need to be humble or accompany drinking... Although her daughter is still a minor and has never done these things.

Just maintain good relationships with classmates and partners.

"It's only seven o'clock now. It's early morning over there. He must have gone to bed. Let's wait until he comes back."

An Xiaoxi rolled up the quilt and rolled to the innermost part of the bed.

Aunt Liu was helpless.

Although she knows that her daughter has no talent in acting, she still hopes that she can win some awards so that she won't be criticized for being just a vase.

But An Xiaoxi didn't care. At least the vase looked good.

(End of this chapter)