Chinese Entertainment: Academic Director

Chapter 19 Now, I am here
Amid applause, Cao Yang came on stage.

The award presenter chattered for a while, then patted Cao Yang's arm with a smile. It was unknown what language he was speaking, so Cao Yang could only face it with a smile.

After the presenter finished speaking, he said "Thank you" several times, shook hands with the presenter, and took the silver bear.

It feels similar to Li Xiaoran’s Silver Bear.

Cao Yang was thinking randomly. He didn't prepare a thank-you speech in advance. He thought it would be good enough to win the Berlin Film Festival Award. He didn't expect to win a big prize.

It seems that the school has put in a lot of effort, and Teacher Xie Fei has also worked hard. This is almost becoming a Chinese language show.

"Thanks to the jury, thank you to the film festival. This is my first film. There are many people I deserve to thank, including my teacher Mr. Situ, my mentor Director Tian Zhuangzhuang, my parents, and my leading actress Ms. Li Xiaoran."

"Last year, my schoolmate, Director Zhang Yi, won the Grand Jury Award here. I was very envious at the time and wondered when I could stand there too. Now, I am here!"

"Hua Hua Hua..."

There was a wave of applause.

Raising the Silver Bear in his hand, Cao Yang finally said: "Finally, I would like to thank my alma mater, Beijing Film Academy. This is a student practice film I shot, which received strong support from the school. I am proud to be a student of Beijing Film Academy."

Well, Cao Yang finally couldn't help but flatter Beijing Film Academy... He did a wave of advertising for Beijing Film Academy, and even brought it to the Berlin Film Festival. This is called returning a favor. How can it be called flattery when it comes to adult matters? This is called mutual benefit.

The school should be very satisfied now, right?

I hope the school will be more supportive next time. I will put your advertisements in Venice and Cannes.

The final Golden Bear was given to "Intimacy", which means that the biggest award was kept in Europe. But even so, with so many awards given to Chinese-language films, there will probably be controversy tomorrow.

But there is precedent.

At the 99th Venice Film Festival in 56, the highest award, the Golden Lion, was given to Guo Shi's "Not One Less", and the Silver Lion for Best Director was given to Zhang Yuan's "Going Home for the New Year".

The impact will only be greater than this time.

After the award ceremony, you cannot leave yet because there is a press conference waiting for the winners.

The interviews that Cao Yang and Li Xiaoran accepted together were all filled with routine questions. The reporters who were able to come in were all from the film festival. Most of the questions they asked were focused on the film itself, and they would not ask sharp questions just to attract attention.

When he returned to the hotel, it was already 11 o'clock in the evening in Berlin. Cao Yang wanted to call to announce the good news, so he converted the time first to avoid being out of time.

Berlin is in the East 7st zone and China is in the East th zone, but the difference is not simply hours, because they also have summer time and winter time.

The time difference during summer time is 6 hours, while the time difference during winter time is 7 hours.

It is February now, and it is winter time. It is 11 o'clock at night here, and 6 o'clock in the morning in China. It is a bit early. Let's wait a little longer.

Then there was a knock on the door.

Cao Yang opened the door and saw Zhao Tiantian standing outside.

"Tiantian, what's up?"

"Director Cao, can I come in and sit down?"

Cao Yang instantly understood what Zhao Tiantian meant.

To be honest, Cao Yang is not a person who is free from vulgar tastes, but there are still some things that require a bottom line. For example, it is best not to touch the investor's woman, otherwise it will easily damage his reputation.

Just imagine that the sponsor spends money to support his mistress and gives you all the money, but you are immoral and want to sleep with her. Your reputation will be ruined, so who would dare to invest in you?

"Tiantian, it's too late today. I have to report the good news to Mr. Feng later. Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?"

Cao Yang deliberately mentioned the coal boss, and the meaning was self-evident.

Less than two minutes after Zhao Tiantian was sent away, there was another knock on the door.

Still not giving up?

Cao Yang opened the door and was about to refuse again, but unexpectedly it was Li Xiaoran.

"I'm disappointed to see that it's me?"

Li Xiaoran joked and walked in naturally without waiting for Cao Yang to reply, without any hesitation.

"Did you see everything?" "I couldn't sleep, so I went out for a walk and happened to see a certain actress knocking on the door of a famous director named Cao at night."

I don’t believe you at all, Cao Yang didn’t respond.

"My agent asked me when I will return to China, tomorrow or with the crew." Li Xiaoran suddenly asked, "What suggestions do you have?"

What advice can I have?
You have received the award, so it’s okay now. If you want to leave, you can leave. If you want to stay, you can stay.

"Cao Yang, let's stay here. You promised me that we would go to that small town by the sea, watch the sea together, walk on the beach together, and grow old together."

Li Xiaoran put her head on Cao Yang's shoulder, hugged him with her arms, and whispered softly: "Have you forgotten all this?"

"hiss……"

Here you go again. Didn’t you say you were almost recovered?

Cao Yang was confused. He couldn't get out?
Seeing Cao Yang’s face change, Li Xiaoran burst out laughing.

"Well, don't blame yourself all the time. Maybe I am willing to do so. You see, I am abroad, and you are abroad too. Just think of it as you coming to see me. My wish has been fulfilled, and maybe the play will be over."

Cao Yang thought about it and asked, "Isn't this considered taking advantage of someone's misfortune?"

"Not counting."

"Am I helping you fulfill your wish?" Cao Yang took off his coat.

"Yes, do you know how long I have been waiting for you in this foreign country?" Li Xiaoran took off his shirt.

"Well……"

What else is there to say? You miss me and I am obsessed with beauty. That's it. We truly feel each other's delicacy and ruggedness.

People in their twenties are the ones who are craving for the next meal after the previous one. Faced with the temptation of delicious food again and again, they can still fight back. This night is destined to be a sleepless one.

There were many others who couldn't sleep. Li Chang, a reporter for the entertainment section of the groom, also didn't sleep all night.

He had been following the news from Berlin. At 3:27 in the morning, Li Chang said "Yes" and ran to Editor-in-Chief Hu's office.

He woke up Editor-in-Chief Hu who was sleeping on the sofa and shouted excitedly, "Got it, got it."

Editor-in-Chief Hu was startled and sat up immediately. "Got it? Best Actress?"

"Best Actress! Berlin Best Actress, Li Xiaoran won the Berlin Best Actress, the first Berlin Best Actress from the mainland!"

"Send, send, send. Push it to the front page. Hurry up and hurry." Editor-in-Chief Hu waved his hand and asked in a very imposing manner, "Have you contacted Berlin?"

"It's already been decided. They will send the photos over via email as soon as possible."

"Okay, go do it quickly."

Editor-in-Chief Hu turned on his computer, connected to the Internet with a special account, and read the news about the Berlin Film Festival.

"Oh my god! Wang Xiaoshuai won the Best Director award?"

Editor-in-Chief Hu paused, thought for a moment, strode out of his independent office, came outside, and waved to intern Xiao Li to follow him.

Back in the office, Editor-in-Chief Hu asked Xiao Li to look at the content on the monitor and whispered, "You will post a text message on the page as an intern reporter."

Xiao Li's silly big eyes revealed a purity that had not yet been polluted by society. He didn't ask the reason, but just nodded and did as the editor-in-chief asked.

He thought that this was the editor-in-chief's support, and he was grateful.

Editor-in-Chief Hu felt that everything was under control. He sat down, crossed his legs, and leisurely sipped his coffee. It was great...

puff!
“Fuck! The Grand Jury Prize? Is this fucking fake news?”

As a journalist, he suspected that it was fake news written by foreigners.

　Thanks to my brothers for the monthly tickets and recommendation tickets, thank you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)