Huayu: I'm reborn, but you still force me to be a scumbag?

Chapter 281 I Want Him to Kneel Once

When Chen Nuo took off his clothes and acted like an exhibitionist,
On the entire set of Twilight Saga: New Moon, there were at least fifty women who wanted to rush over and give the half-naked Oriental boy a deep hug.

The soft and weak eyes of a boy in his 20s can really stimulate the maternal instinct that has been hidden deep in the genes since the birth of the creature, from every woman's body.

I really want to hug him.

It has to be a hug that completely envelops you.

First, she hugged his body tightly in her arms, and then buried his pitiful face hard in her chest.

Skin against skin, flesh against flesh, using the temperature of her body to warm his cold and broken heart.

If he could shed tears, there would be a ditch for them to flow down, without wasting any of them.

Imagining the boy's body fluids rolling down his skin from top to bottom, the more sensitive woman's breathing became heavy.

No exaggeration.

That's what Kristen Stewart does.

In the next shot, she followed the camera mounted on the slide rail as required by the script, passing through the crowd that was praying and celebrating the festival. When the clock tower in the square struck 12 o'clock, she ran across the fountain and hugged Chen Nuo, who was walking down the steps in a daze, into her arms.

"Open your eyes and look at me. I'm not dead." Christine hugged Chen Nuo and said anxiously.

When Chen Nuo raised his eyes and saw her, he showed a look of surprise.

Christine urged again: "It's me, I'm Bella, Edward, I'm not dead, please step back quickly."

Chen Nuo looked at her infatuatedly and let the girl pull his hand and go back to the corridor together.

The two cameras were pointed at the two people, ready to record this important scene that connects the previous and the next.

In this scene, Bella and Edward will understand each other's feelings and reconcile.

Christine also knew clearly what she should do.

Since it was Edward who initiated the breakup, according to the script, she should have pretended to be reserved and said, "I just came here to let you know that I'm not dead."

"I don't want you to hurt yourself."

"That's it. Go ahead. I'm going back too."

However, when she saw Chen Nuo's golden eyes up close, she found that every word in these words was redundant.

She didn't believe that there was any girl who could say such a reluctant but welcoming language at this time.

She decided to give the script a go.

The two women who wrote the script were just writing about their own version of Edward.
And now the half-naked man standing before her was a hundred times more alluring than their imagined vampire lover.

Chen Nuo was carefully adjusting the angle to make his jaw angle appear as perfect as possible in the camera, while also waiting for the other party to speak his lines.

As a result, I didn't expect that before my eyes my eyes blurred, two thin and soft lips were pressed against my mouth.

Chen Nuo was completely confused.

Is that what's written in the script?
He clearly remembered that this woman should ask him to leave, and then he would confess his love to her?

What happened? Did I remember it wrong?

Chen Nuo was dealing with Christine while recalling the script.

But according to his memory, in the end... he decided to forget it. Maybe he remembered it wrong.

Who made him keep studying "Inception"?

Out of the corner of his eye he noticed the photographer moving the camera closer for a close-up. Chen Nuo stopped thinking and immediately immersed himself in a passionate kiss with Christine.

After kissing for at least ten seconds, Chen Nuo heard the director shout "Cut".

Chen Nuo had just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he should be able to pass this time, when he suddenly heard the woman in his arms say "sorry" softly.

Then the on-site director said, "Do it again. Kristen, you're doing well, but you missed three lines! That's crucial, OK? Do it again."

This woman...

Chen Nuo lowered his head in shock, only to see that the black-haired woman seemed unable to hold back her smile, and a hint of a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, like a weasel that had just stolen a chicken.

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"At the 2009 Cannes Film Festival,

Among the four works by Chinese-language directors shortlisted for the competition unit of the 62nd Cannes International Film Festival, Lou Ye's "Spring Fever" is the only work from a mainland director.

This is Lou Ye's third time to be nominated for the competition. His total number of nominations is now more than that of his peers Jia Zhangke, Wang Xiaoshuai and even Ang Lee.

However, I want to pour cold water on the readers of Watching Movies. As a Cannes director, Lou Ye has participated in the selection many times, but this does not mean that he has more chances to win.

"What makes Lou Ye unique is that he carries the label of a Chinese director. Once this is removed and compared with international directors, it is difficult to say that Lou Ye's works are unique in style and distinctive in personality. There are many directors better than him in Cannes. This is also the ultimate reason why the Summer Palace could not win the top prize in Cannes."

"It has nothing to do with anything else. The fact is that even if he wants to sell history for a good price, the French will not look down on him."

"This time, "Spring Breeze Intoxicated Night" is starred by Qin Hao, Hao Lei and Chen Sicheng. It tells the story of a love triangle between two men and one woman, which contains strong erotic entanglements and homosexual elements. Qin Hao and Chen Sicheng gave extremely bold performances."

"But unfortunately, judging from the past ten film festivals, there are very few films that have won the Palme d'Or that indulge in emotional exploration. Those that involve homosexuality are only insinuations or borderline cases."

"What's more, this year's film festival is full of strong players, including a bunch of old hands, experienced people, and some people who are determined to win."

"The possibility of Lou Ye breaking through is extremely slim."

"If one is optimistic to the maximum extent possible, his appropriate reference is Wang Xiaoshuai's "Qinghong" in 2005, which won the favor of several paranoid judges and won a jury award, but that was all.

"Another Cannes trend would be to approach American director James Gray as a jury member."

“I came and went in a hurry, and gained nothing.”

In the VIP waiting room of Beijing International Airport, Lou Ye saw a copy of "Watching Movies" published in May on the coffee table next to the sofa. He didn't know who had put it there. He picked it up and flipped through it casually, and saw an article related to him.

After reading it, Lou Ye took a deep breath and then put the magazine aside.

Qin Hao, who was standing by, saw that he looked strange, so he also picked up the magazine, flipped through it for a while, then smiled and said, "Director Lou, don't take what people like this write seriously. They don't know anything about movies, it's all nonsense. What happened to Qinghong? We won the Jury Prize in Cannes that year, which I think is pretty cool."

"What are you talking about? Let me take a look." Chen Sicheng, one of the leading actors, took the magazine and flipped through it for a while. He suddenly laughed and said, "I know the person who wrote the article. He used to be an editor at Net1, but later resigned and is now a freelance writer. He can write anything just for the money. Don't take this idiot's words seriously. Hey, Lei, would you like to take a look?"

Hao Lei was peeling lychees at the side. When Chen Sicheng was talking, he was feeding a snow-white lychee into his mouth. He shook his head and said with the lychee in his mouth, "I won't read it anymore. I know what you are talking about. I bought this magazine yesterday and read it tonight. I say that being nominated is a victory. Who cares? If we can win a prize, it will be pie in the sky."

Chen Sicheng was not convinced and said: "What do you mean by being nominated is a victory? I have seen the movies nominated this time, and they are not like what he said, a gathering of strong actors? Why don't I see that?"

As he spoke, he ignored the surroundings and said in a loud voice: "Listen to my analysis. This time, we have four Chinese-language films in Cannes. In addition to us, there are Li An, Johnnie To, and Tsai Mingliang."

"Let's talk about Li An and Tsai Ming-liang first. I think neither of them has a chance this time. Although they both definitely want to win the Palme d'Or. If I remember correctly, these two only need the Palme d'Or to win all three major European awards, right? Haozi."

Qin Hao smiled and said, "That's right, they both lack this one."

Chen Sicheng clapped his hands and said, "That's right, but unfortunately, their Grand Slam day will definitely not be this time."

"Li An, this is a comedy. Cannes has never given the Palme d'Or to a comedy. So it will definitely be rejected."

"Tsai Ming-liang's film this time is a documentary. It was selected into the main competition because the French asked him to make the film to promote the Louvre. I really don't believe it can win a big prize. So I passed it."

"As for Johnnie To, it goes without saying. Revenge is too commercial in nature and is definitely a runner-up. The reason it was nominated is that he invited French rock star Channing Halliday. Cannes is giving face to its own people. Pass."

"So, after all, we are the only one that was nominated based on our real strength. And no matter which aspect, we are top-notch. Although there are four Chinese-language films nominated, accounting for one-fifth of all the films, I would say that ours is the only one that is truly competitive."

Hao Lei gave him a thumbs up and said, "Awesome, this analysis is like a professional. Giles Jacob would be remiss if he didn't invite you to be the chairman of the jury."

"Haha." After these words were spoken, several people laughed together.

Chen Sicheng laughed and said, "I haven't finished yet. Lei, don't interrupt me. Let's continue talking about the other hot favorites."

"First of all, The Prophet has to pass this time too. Why? Because it's a French film. Last time, it was the French film The Wall that won the Palme d'Or, right? Films from the same country don't win consecutive awards at Cannes. Everyone knows this rule."

"There is also Lars von Trier's Antichrist, which is said to be great, but it still has no chance. As the title suggests, it is absolutely politically incorrect and the Vatican will not allow it. The Cannes jury will not give it the Palme d'Or. Pass."

"What else? Oh, Quentin's Inglourious Basterds. Needless to say? It's a Hollywood production, a genuine commercial film. The fact that it's in the main competition means that Cannes wants to use Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie to boost ratings. Still a pass."

"The other movies, the ones from the Philippines, Australia, and Spain, are all new movies from old guys. I don't think any of them have the potential to win the championship."

Hao Lei was about to peel the last few lychees. At this time, she still had a very cute oval face. She sucked her white fingertips in her mouth and said with a smile: "Chen Sicheng, according to what you said, if we go there this time, it will be easy for us to win the Best Actor and Best Actress, and the Palme d'Or and the Palme d'Or, right?"

Chen Sicheng smiled and said, "That's not the case. If you ask me, our biggest competitors this time are only two."

"The first one is "White Ribbon." Chen Sicheng's face turned serious and he said seriously.

"It's a German film, directed by Michael Haneke. Everyone knows his talent. And, what a coincidence, the current jury chairwoman, Ms. Isabelle Huppert, once won the Best Actress Award at the Cannes Film Festival in 2001 for her film The Piano Teacher, directed by Haneke."

"So, when the time comes to vote, will anyone return the favor? Will anyone vote for favors? I can't say."

"After all, we haven't seen the movie. We don't know the quality. What if it's really amazing?" "Anyway, as of now, there is no doubt that The White Ribbon is one of our strongest opponents."

When Chen Sicheng said this, not only the directors and actors from "Spring Breeze" but also their assistants and translators gathered around him.

Even some of the other passengers sitting nearby waiting for their flights were drawn to the story and listened intently.

But the VIP lounge at Capital Airport was a place where people who could wait for their flight had status and money. Out of consideration for their reputation, no one really came over, but just pricked up their ears to listen to the strange things.

"As for the second part." Chen Sicheng originally had a somewhat theatrical personality and was a bit of a showman. Although he noticed the movements around him, he didn't care. The expression on his face suddenly became a little strange, as if he was smiling but not smiling.

"Everyone knows which one it is, so I won't say it. But there is no doubt that this movie is a strong rival, a big strong rival, a super strong rival. Not to mention us, every movie in the main competition unit of this Cannes Film Festival. I dare say that every pair of eyes is looking at it."

"The article just mentioned that this year's Cannes is full of strong competitors. That's all bullshit."

"If you ask me, the real strong one is just this one. As for the one who is determined to win, there is only one person. Haha, we just need to understand each other."

It sounded strange and mysterious, but everyone seemed to understand it.

The taciturn Lou Ye's expression became even more solemn. He stared at his hands on his knees, motionless, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Qin Hao's originally relaxed expression suddenly became a little serious. Although there was still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, a closer look revealed a hint of bitterness.

Art films and art films.

Qin Hao was not bragging, he sincerely felt that only as an actor in art films could he truly feel how huge the shadow of that person is.

And what the fuck was it like to make a movie under his shadow!
Speaking of pursuit, Qin Hao feels that he should be considered a person with pursuits.

In 2002, the first year after graduating from the Central Academy of Drama, he turned down 8 plays. In the second year, he turned down another 3.

Even later on, the crew stopped looking for him, thinking that he had found another job.

Little did people know that he just didn't want to bow down for a few dollars, he just wanted to make the movie he wanted to make.

After that, he finally waited for "Qinghong".

That was his first time acting in a movie, and his first time was as the leading male role. He eventually went to the 2005 Cannes Film Festival with "Tianhong".

He had also seen a report in a newspaper at the time.

I hope he can be like him and win the Best Actor Award at an international film festival as soon as he debuts. In this way, the twin stars will complement each other and 2005 will surely go down in the history of Chinese film.

Unfortunately, the result after they arrived in Cannes was, as mentioned in the previous article, they won a Grand Jury Prize and nothing else.

Qin Hao felt that that year should be the year closest to him.

After that, the distance between the two people became farther and farther, to the point where no one would compare them anymore.

Today, he and he seem to be competitors again.

It's the same award that they're competing for.

But...it seems not.

Qin Hao was in a daze when suddenly a rough voice said, "Handsome guy, if you want to say something, just tell me everything. What on earth were you talking about in that last movie? Don't tell me half of it and keep the other half. Why don't you go home and cook?"

The noise was quite loud and immediately attracted the attention of nearly half of the passengers in the terminal hall.

After everyone looked over, many of them couldn't help but smile secretly.

I saw a bald man with two gold chains around his neck, touching his smooth and shiny crown, with a puzzled look on his face.

Although he looked like a gangster, he didn't look ferocious, and his Northeastern accent made him particularly funny, so no wonder everyone laughed.

Chen Sicheng turned around and said with a smile: "Brother, we are just chatting and having fun here. It's okay."

The bald man also laughed and said, "Brother, don't be angry. I didn't mean to listen to you. What you said was quite interesting. If your words reached my ears, I can't fold my ears, right?"

"Speaking of which, if your film wins an award when it is exhibited abroad, it will also bring honor to us Chinese. I want to ask who your final opponent will be. I will go back and find a great man to trip him up. I also wish you a successful start."

Chen Sicheng smiled and said, "Thank you, brother. That's not necessary. Haha."

The bald man laughed and said, "Okay, you look down on our Northeastern Immortal."

Chen Sicheng quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no, no, that's not what I meant."

The big man smiled but didn't smile, "What do you mean?"

In broad daylight, at the airport, the group was not afraid of the big brother being arrogant. But it was not appropriate to quarrel, so Qin Hao was about to open his mouth to smooth things over.

But a rather sharp voice interrupted from the side: "You mean you are going to ask the gods to curse another Chinese person, right?"

Qin Hao turned around and saw a thin middle-aged man in his 40s standing up from the sofa. After saying this, he carried his suitcase and walked out of the waiting room. It seemed that he was going to take a plane.

The bald man was a little confused. He scratched his head and asked, "Brother, what do you mean? You've been talking about a Chinese movie for so long, right?"

Qin Hao and Chen Sicheng looked at each other, both showing a helpless expression.

Qin Hao looked at Hao Lei again. This girl had opened a bag of hawthorns at some point and was eating them happily, smiling as if it had nothing to do with her and she seemed to be watching the fun.

Qin Hao was too embarrassed to let Lou Ye speak, so he decided to make things clear for Chen Sicheng.

He was about to open his mouth when he heard a clear and crisp female voice saying, "It's not a Chinese movie, it's from Korea. Brother, you don't even know this? Then you can take your time to guess. Haha."

A beautiful woman in her 20s with a southwestern accent walked past the group with a smile, holding the hand of a little boy of about 4 or 5 years old and carrying a limited edition embroidered shoulder bag from Dior.

This time, not only the bald brother, but even Qin Hao was stunned.

"What do you mean?" The bald brother continued to yell, "Brother, tell me what's going on. I'm getting more and more confused. If you don't tell me, I won't be able to sleep at night when I go back home."

"Don't tell him, it'll keep him awake at night. Hahaha."

"Yeah, don't say that."

"Lao Zhang, let's go."

This time, there were seven or eight people, and they all stood up. Two young men among them laughed and spoke to Qin Hao.

I don't know which company or organization this group of people were from, but they made a fuss for a while before they gradually left.

By this time, there were not many people in the VIP waiting area.

The eldest brother's curiosity was extremely strong. Not only him, but also several other waiting passengers who witnessed the whole process from the beginning could not help but put aside their airs and started asking questions just like the uncles and aunts on the street.

"What movie are you making? What's its name?"

"Which film festival are you going to?"

"This beautiful lady of yours looks familiar to me. Has she acted in any TV series before?"

“You’re all actors?”

"What did those people mean just now? What movie? Can you explain it?"

Qin Hao, Lou Ye and others looked at each other, wondering whether they should say something.

But at this time, the attendants in the terminal came over, a man and a woman, both very serious, and neither of them indulged anyone, "Excuse me, please keep your voice down and don't disturb other guests' rest. What can I do for you?"

The people who were asking questions fell silent, leaving only the Northeastern man who said, "Nothing special, sister, it's just that these guys are going to attend a film festival abroad, and I just wanted to ask about the situation."

"Excuse me, could you please keep your voice down?"

"Big sister, what you said is wrong. I wasn't the one speaking just now."

"Really? But it was your voice that I heard."

"What do you say?"

"No, sorry, this guy. It's our duty..."

While the eldest brother and the two waiters were arguing, the crew of "Spring Breeze" looked at each other, quickly packed their luggage, and walked out of the VIP waiting hall.

Qin Hao didn't know what other people were thinking, but as they walked in the airport corridor towards the boarding gate for a while, he suddenly had an urge to speak out.

"I said, many people know about his trip to Cannes?"

Hao Lei laughed when she heard this, took out a White Rabbit candy from her pocket, peeled off the candy wrapper, and stuffed it into her mouth. "What's wrong, Qin Hao, Qin Hao, I saw that you usually don't make a sound or get angry, so I thought you didn't care about these things. Why, you can't hold it back now, you're a grown man, and you're jealous of others?"

Qin Hao's face was a little hot, but luckily he had dark skin so it was hard to tell. He said in defense, "Why are you jealous? I was just curious and asked casually."

Hao Lei chewed some candy and said, "I can tell from one glance that you don't usually go online. Sicheng, come and give him some extra lessons."

Chen Sicheng chuckled and said, "There's nothing much to say. Don't listen to Lei, she just wants to watch the fun. If you ask me, no matter how much trouble there is online, in the end, the Cannes Film Festival still has to rely on hard power to speak."

"I still say the same thing. Although he is a strong enemy, we are only evenly matched with him. It is still unknown who will win the game. What are you afraid of? Maybe this time, I will make him kneel once."

(End of this chapter)