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

Chapter 284 A World as Red as Fire

"...Since President Qi believes in you, then I believe in you too. You should relax here for the next few days. After you go back, President Qi will probably ask you to take up your new position, and you will definitely be very tired. I hope you can do your best. Okay, Sister Jing."

Li Jing looked very calm. Only those who knew her very well could see her excitement, because her hands were clenched into fists and placed on her knees.

Her voice remained calm and she nodded, "Yes, I understand, Mr. Chen. Thank you, and thank you, Mr. Qi. I will work hard and will not let you down."

To be honest, Chen Nuo didn't see any advantages in Li Jing, because the company has always been managed by Qi Yuntian, and he was familiar with these people but not familiar with them.

But he didn't see any problem, so he let her pass.

When he was about to end the conversation, he suddenly remembered something and asked casually, "If you leave, what about Liu Yifei's agent? Do you have any ideas?"

Li Jing immediately said: "Mr. Chen, I think... well, I think"

Chen Nuo looked at his watch. It was past 1 p.m. The limousine arranged by Cannes was due at 7 p.m., so there was still some time.

"Don't hesitate, just say what you want to say."

Li Jing said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, I personally think that... Yifei's mother Aunt Liu is quite suitable."

Chen Nuo was a little surprised that Li Jing suddenly mentioned this person. After all, as far as he knew, Liu Xiaoli had caused a lot of trouble for Li Jing in the past two years. "What's the reason?"

"Mr. Chen, I have been with Yifei for two years, and I think she is a very cute and kind girl. Although she looks careless, she is very delicate and caring at heart."

"It's just that she's a little introverted. She doesn't like to express her true thoughts. Her ideas are rather fanciful. She'll do whatever she thinks of. She's not very willing to listen to other people's opinions, especially those she's not familiar with. She might be a little wary when getting along with them..."

Chen Nuo smiled and said, "Let me summarize. Do you think she is a person who does whatever she wants and needs someone who knows her well to take care of her? Do you think her mother is suitable?"

Li Jing said politely, "Yes. But the problem now is that if Aunt Liu is allowed to be the agent, Yifei might be a little resistant."

"why?"

Li Jing hesitated for a moment and said, "Aunt Liu may have taken care of her more in the past. She has always been a little bit shy. This involves some of Yifei's privacy. I'm sorry, Mr. Chen. I'm not sure how to tell you."

"But I think Aunt Liu has changed a lot recently. If we can get the mother and daughter to sit down and talk frankly, and try to untie some knots in their hearts, I think it will be a good thing for Yifei in every aspect."

"I actually wanted to tell you about this a long time ago. Because I think you are the only one who can convince Yifei... Mr. Chen, why don't you find time to talk to Yifei and Aunt Liu?"

Chen Nuo now felt that Qi Yuntian was indeed good at judging people. He nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."

……

……

This is not Liu Xiaoli's first visit to Cannes, but it is her first time to attend a movie premiere in Cannes.

Red carpet, dresses, photographers, spotlights, Lumiere Theater... these strange yet familiar terms came to her unexpectedly, and she was a little uncomfortable with it.

Before coming here, she talked about this with an old friend.

As a result, the other party sent her a long text message.

“How many filmmakers in the world are eager to have their works selected by Cannes and enjoy the highest treatment in the film industry.

How many movie fans hope to attend such a grand event and experience a movie carnival.

I am one of these fans.

Xiaoli, I really envy you.

I hope you can stay a little longer for me when you walk into the Lumiere Theater."

The text message was written in a literary style because her friend came from a scholarly family and was a woman who liked to read Milan Quindlen and Hou Hsiao-hsien.

When she worked in a dance troupe before, she never fought for anything. Her husband is an ordinary middle school teacher. Compared with Liu Xiaoli, his family is not rich, but he rarely shows envy in front of her.

This time when leaving Beijing, Liu Xiaoli was in a bad mood because she had an argument with Liu Yifei and wanted to find someone to talk to.

After thinking for a long time, I decided that this friend is the most suitable. As the name suggests, he is as elegant as a chrysanthemum.

The two old friends hadn't been in touch for a long time and chatted for a while.

Liu Xiaoli was originally talking about the worries she had with her daughter as she grew up. After feeling better after hearing the other person's advice, she inadvertently mentioned some details of her trip to Cannes.

At that time, there was silence on the other end of the phone, and the matter was passed over calmly.

Unexpectedly, she received such a text message half an hour ago, and she was still thinking about the words in the text message at this moment on the red carpet in Cannes.

Liu Xiaoli was wearing a comfortable and elegant blue dress at the moment. She didn't look like someone who was almost 50 at all. Just like the foreigner who approached her a few days ago said, she was definitely a beautiful lady.

She was going to watch the premiere of "Mother" with Liu Yifei, Qi Yuntian, and other outstanding employees of Huanxin, holding the free tickets that Chen Nuo had received from the Cannes Organizing Committee.

She and Liu Yifei walked hand in hand across the wide red carpet, passing the photography area surrounded by hundreds of photographers, ignoring the many voices from both sides asking her to stop and take pictures.

Finally, I stepped onto the steps in front of the Palais des Festivals and arrived at a small platform in the middle of the steps.

There were many ordinary audiences gathered here, some taking pictures, some chatting, and some shouting and yelling while looking down at the lively scene.

Cannes staff were not in a hurry to rush people in, they were just maintaining basic order.

Liu Xiaoli also looked in the direction she came from. From above, the scene was so lively that it was hard to describe. There was a wide red carpet, a constant stream of people entering the venue, countless photographers in suits and ties on both sides, and a sea of ​​fans across the street.

Liu Xiaoli suddenly understood the meaning of her friend's text message.

It really feels like a carnival in the movies.

Qi Yuntian shouted to everyone to wait a moment and prepared to take a group photo in front of the Film Festival Palace as a commemoration.

While waiting, two voices speaking English caught Liu Xiaoli's attention.

"Jerry, you actually got this movie! Oh my God, I can't believe it. How did you do it?"

"Haha, it's nothing, it just takes a little more time. Honey, do you like my surprise?"

"Of course Jerry, this is literally the best gift I've ever received in my life."

"Emily, it's not just a movie. Look at what this is?"

"OMG, what are you doing Jerry, oh my god, you..."

"Emily, will you marry me?"

Liu Xiaoli turned her head and saw a young red-haired woman covering her mouth with her hands, staring blankly at the man kneeling on one knee in front of her.

The man held up a ring box, opened it, and revealed a small diamond ring inside.

The people around also noticed this scene and started cheering.

Several photographers at the foot of the stairs also noticed the hustle and bustle here and raised their cameras towards this side.

Her daughter exclaimed: "Wow, someone actually proposed. How romantic."

But as a mother, she just smiled and said nothing.

"Come on, everyone, look at the camera and take a photo...

A Chinese call from the crowd brought Liu Xiaoli back to her senses. She stood next to Liu Yifei and smiled at the camera held by a Huanxin employee.

"3, 2, 1, eggplant."

The sound of the camera clicking and the young girl's "I do" rang in Liu Xiaoli's ears at the same time.

Her forced smile was frozen on the film.

Next, Liu Xiaoli, dressed in her best attire, walked into the Lumiere Theater.

She knew that this was the best and largest cinema in Cannes, with two floors and more than 2000 seats in total.

The movie screen in the hall was the largest she had ever seen in her life, and it was currently showing scenes from the red carpet.

On the way in, Liu Xiaoli heard Li Jing introduce that this was one of the new initiatives that Cannes has taken in recent years after the advancement of live broadcast technology.

This will allow audiences who arrive early to avoid waiting in the theater and to watch the stars to relieve their boredom.

Many people have entered the venue now, and everyone is watching the scenes on the big screen intently.

When Liu Xiaoli just walked to the seat indicated on her ticket, there was a chaotic shouting in the theater.

"Quentin, Quentin is here."

"I said he would come."

“He loves Asian movies.”

"No, it's not just that. I told you he likes Chen."

When Liu Xiaoli heard the noise, she immediately looked up at the screen in the theater.

It is evening time, just after six o'clock, and the sky is not too dark. A weird and ugly-looking European and American man is standing in the photo area of ​​the red carpet, with one hand in his pocket and the other hand making a scissors sign, with a strange smile on his face.

The cameras on both sides were flashing non-stop.

Quentin Tarantino, the Hollywood director who has made films like Reservoir Dogs, Pulp Fiction, and Kill Bill, is famous enough that even Liu Xiaoli has heard of him.

Although she had gained new insights into many things in the past few days, it still felt unreal to her when she suddenly saw Quentin Tarantino appear at the premiere.

What Liu Xiaoli didn't expect was that Quentin Tarantino's arrival was just the beginning.

Next, the appearance of Charlotte Gainsbourg and Willem Dafoe, the stars of "Antichrist", and the arrival of the main creators of many films participating in the main competition, can only be regarded as a plate of appetizers.

Martin Scorsese, the top Hollywood director, did not leave Cannes after attending the premiere of "Bright Star". Instead, he quietly came to the Palais des Festivals today and caused a frenzy of spotlights, which only means that tonight will definitely be extraordinary.

It was not until goddess-level figures such as Penelope Cruz, Sophie Marceau and Monica Bellucci arrived one after another in gorgeous dresses that the red carpet reached a climax one after another, and every photographer's superb photography skills were put to good use.

Especially Sophie Marceau. When she was not paying attention, her shoulder strap slipped down in front of the photo area, and her breasts were almost exposed. In the end, she caught them just before they were exposed, and then smiled generously and turned away.

This scene immediately set off a violent wave of noise in the theater and made many people look back at the entrance of the theater, wondering where this French goddess would sit, who would be lucky enough to sit next to her and watch the entire movie, and whether her shoulder straps would slip off again.

Who else? Who else?
Liu Xiaoli heard people asking the same question all around her.

There are also Lou Ye, Qin Hao, Chen Sicheng and Hao Lei.

Although few people in the industry know them, it seems that Asian faces are very popular at the Palais des Festivals tonight.

Just now, Liu Xiaoli and her group were called repeatedly by photographers on both sides, who wanted to take some beautiful photos of them.

The arrival of the four main creators of "Spring Light" also attracted the attention of photographers from both sides.

After this, it seems that it is the turn of the Chinese and Koreans to enter the market.

Li An, Tsai Mingliang and Johnnie To, three directors who all have films participating in the competition, have come one after another to give face to their Chinese brothers.

Afterwards, Park Chan-wook, Song Kang-ho and Kim Woo-bin arrived to support their Korean compatriots.

By this time, more and more people were filling up the theater, and it was almost full.

Liu Xiaoli had a good seat, sitting right in the middle.

On the left is Liu Yifei, and on the right is a young French girl who is shouting in French.

She watched the red carpet ceremony on the movie screen and felt a little numb until she heard Liu Yifei's voice on the left and came back to her senses.

"Sister Jing, you said Director Li An is here. Should I go over and say hello to him?"

"No need. There are so many people in the theater, it's messy, and we don't know where he is sitting." "Sister Jing, do you have anything to eat? I'm a little hungry."

"Fei, I told you to eat more but you didn't. Here, I have two cookies. Eat them first."

"I thought we would walk the red carpet, but who knew we would actually do it."

"Haha, you can also stop and take pictures of them."

"Me alone? Haha, that would be so embarrassing."

Liu Xiaoli felt a little sad as she listened to the conversation between Liu Yifei and Li Jing.

She remembered what the friend said on the phone: children have grown up and it’s time to let go.

Sissi has grown up. She has her own career, her own partners, her own opinions and wisdom. Even if she is careless, there are people around her who can take care of her.

One day she will meet a man, get down on one knee, and give her a ring.

And she would also say I do.

As a mother, maybe she can really let go.

Just when Liu Xiaoli was feeling a little sad, there was a sudden uproar in the theater, including whistles and screams.

Liu Xiaoli raised her head.

A bald old man in a suit and a middle-aged man with gray hair walked onto the red carpet together.

Liu Xiaoli didn't know either of these two people.

But judging from the noise in the theater, it seemed like it was someone serious.

Liu Xiaoli was just wondering whether she should put on a gloomy face and ask Li Jing.

However, Li Jing, who was sitting on the other side of Liu Yifei, took the initiative to say loudly: "Gilles Jacob, Chairman of the Cannes Organizing Committee, and Thierry Frémaux, Artistic Director. Feifei, the Koreans must feel very proud today."

Liu Yifei said "oh" and asked Liu Xiaoli in a complicated mood: "When will Chen Nuo and the others come?"

Li Jing's voice became quieter. "I don't know, maybe soon."

It's soon.

After the host of the Cannes Film Festival arrived, the red carpet began to clear.

Liu Xiaoli saw that the audience members lingering on the red carpet were urged to enter the venue by the staff. At the same time, those who had not yet stepped onto the red carpet were blocked outside the red carpet area.

The buzzing sound in the Lumiere Theater grew louder and louder.

Everyone knows that at every movie premiere, only one team will enjoy such treatment, and that is the main creative staff of the movie.

At this time, on the big screen, two black limousines stopped on the road at the red carpet entrance, and a number of fans holding signs on the opposite side of the road began to dance wildly.

Although no sound could be heard in the theater, the giant screen made everything written on each sign clear.

"CHEN, look at me~KISS ME!"

"(Joker photo) You changed my life."

"(Edward, Joker, Dumb Photo) Each of your roles is a legend."

"I LOVE U! (Edward's head portrait), marry me!"

"(Joker mug shot) Forever moving forward! Polanski goes to hell!"

In the black limousine, Bong Joon-ho's cell phone kept receiving text messages. These were text messages from his assistant who had gone to the Palais des Festivals in advance to tip him off.

Looking at the names that kept coming in the text messages, Bong Joon-ho's chest heaved violently twice and he took two deep breaths.

Chen Nuo sat opposite him, and couldn't help but smile at his expression, and said in Korean: "Brother, where did you arrange my scene?"

Feng Junhao was stunned for a moment, then realized what Chen Nuo was talking about and laughed: "You will know when you watch it later."

Chen Nuo smiled and said, "It won't be embarrassing, will it? I heard that Cannes has resumed the spotlight process since last year. I'm afraid it will be embarrassing then."

Bong Joon-ho laughed and said, "Don't worry, my brother, you will never be embarrassed."

After Chen Nuo's interruption, Bong Joon-ho felt that his nervousness had eased a lot.

He also knew that the other party did it on purpose.

However, Fatty Feng didn't think there was anything wrong.

Although he had experienced many big scenes, he knew that he was still a little behind the other party.

To this day, he is still basically wandering around the vast territory of the Republic of Korea.

Like today,
It was his first time to see countless film critics and big-name colleagues from all over the world come together to watch the premiere of his new film.

This year's Cannes and the Cannes he visited last year seem like two extremes.

The former seemed to have attracted all the attention of the world, while the latter could only go to the bathroom, look in the mirror and see his pitiful self.

Bong Joon-ho chuckled.

The car stopped.

The handsome concierge opened the car door and he was the first to get out.

What unfolds before your eyes is a world as bright red as fire.

Then, a young voice came from behind, "Brother, move forward."

……

……

The name of the movie is "Mother", and Liu Xiaoli herself is also a mother.

But Liu Xiaoli was not very interested in this movie.

It wasn't just the many rumors about it online in China that made her know early on that this was an art film that Chen Nuo was hoping to win the Best Actor award at the Cannes Film Festival.

Liu Xiaoli likes to watch exciting commercial films, art films, etc. She has watched two of them, one is Red Sorghum and the other is The House of Dumb. She felt uncomfortable after watching them.

After arriving in Cannes and seeing the movie poster of "Mother" for the first time, Liu Xiaoli was even more disappointed.

The poster of "Mother" presents a gray-yellow tone as a whole, as if it was covered with a thin layer of countryside loess.

In the picture, Chen Nuo has long hair covering his forehead, and he looks scared and timid.
He hid behind a thin middle-aged woman, his hands tightly grasping the woman's clothes, as if he wanted the woman to protect him.

The middle-aged woman standing in front of him was very thin, with high cheekbones. She looked at the camera with a slightly fierce look, and she was looking at every viewer who was looking at the poster.

Liu Xiaoli thought that this poster was quite interesting if she took a closer look. At least as a mother, she could understand the mother-son relationship immediately.

However, there was nothing on the poster except these two people. It could be said to be extremely simple, even crude. In her opinion, it did not look like it was made with much effort and care.

At this moment, Liu Xiaoli even began to worry.

She was not worried about Chen Nuo's acting skills, but she was worried about whether this Korean director was capable.

Xixi also has a share in Huanxin Company now! She has invested a full 2000 million.

What if these Koreans mess up and ruin the movie, ruining Chen Nuo's reputation and Huanxin Company starts to go downhill from then on?
Wouldn't the mother and daughter be in trouble together?

Liu Xiaoli was just daydreaming as the film began.

After a short opening credits.

Liu Xiaoli saw the woman in the poster staggering across a golden field and began to dance for no apparent reason.

As a former dancer, Liu Xiaoli suddenly became energetic, straightened her back, and prepared to appreciate the performance.

After watching for less than five seconds, she couldn't help but burst out laughing, and turned around to say something to Liu Yifei beside her.

However, her daughter was staring at the screen with such concentration that she stammered twice, dared not make a sound, and turned her head back to continue watching.

The more I watched, the more I wanted to laugh.

This middle-aged woman's impromptu dance didn't even have the basic rhythm and beat, and there was no aesthetic feeling at all.

It doesn't look like dancing at all, it's just a mentally ill person with stiff limbs having a seizure!
After watching this segment, Liu Xiaoli felt that the movie was probably on suspense.

But fortunately, the story of the movie is pretty good.

After this dance without a beginning or an end, the film officially begins.

It tells a story between a mother and her son.

The mother runs a grocery store and her son is a mentally retarded person with brain problems.

Because the son was not very smart, he got into trouble again and again, causing his mother to have to clean up the mess again and again.

Then one day, the son was suddenly arrested by the police, who said he had killed a high school girl.

Then the mother tried every possible means to prove that it was not her mentally retarded son who killed the person, but someone else.

When Liu Xiaoli saw this, she thought the movie was quite good.

The plot is good, with layer after layer of foreshadowing and no loopholes.

As for how the actors performed?
Liu Xiaoli didn't know.

Because it's a Korean movie.

The characters' lines, including the cast and credits, are all in Korean.

When it was shown in the Lumiere Theater this time, there were only bilingual subtitles in French and English.

Although Liu Xiaoli's English level is good enough for fluent conversation, it is not good enough to read the English subtitles and pay attention to the actors' performances at the same time.

The key point is that she doesn't want to watch the performances in it, especially the fool played by Chen Nuo.

Liu Xiaoli didn't understand what was going on in her mind.

Anyway, even when she watched Chen Nuo play Zhang the Mute, she didn't have this feeling in her heart.

In this movie, when Chen Nuo talks, walks, eats, and looks at people in that strange way...

His every expression, every word and every action made her feel very uncomfortable.

After watching for a few minutes, she felt as if a huge stone was pressing down on her heart.

Later on, every time Chen Nuo appeared, she would feel as if she had been punched in the chest, and she felt extremely depressed.

What should I do?
So she could only concentrate on the subtitles and pay attention to the plot.

　I originally wanted to post two chapters in a row and finish this paragraph directly.

　　But after revising the manuscript several times, I had to take it slow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)