Chinese entertainment starts with Hong Shixian

Chapter 267 There Must Be Han Chinese Guiding the Way Behind It All
A bright red carpet, cameras flashing white lights, men and women dressed in their finest attire...

As the world's two largest economies, the US-China Film Festival truly lives up to its name.

This film festival was many times grander than any Busan International Film Festival Qi Hui had ever seen.

The crowds were huge, shoulder to shoulder, men and women, young and old, of all ages.

There are white, Latino, Asian, black, and people of all skin colors.

The men were dressed in suits and ties, while the women were dressed in evening gowns.

Despite the cool weather, they still exposed large areas of their skin.

From production companies to talent agencies, from capitalists to Hollywood stars, everyone gave them a lot of face.
As the world's second-largest box office market, Hollywood capitalists are certainly not stupid; they do everything they can to curry favor and serve the RMB.

In the 90s, there were still quite a few Hollywood movies that featured Chinese people as villains.

For example, the book "Sealed Nuclear Explosion" mentioned earlier is a satirical work about China.

Although the goal was not achieved, Hollywood's sinister intentions cannot be denied.

But this situation disappeared after China joined the WTO. Hollywood capitalists even commissioned films specifically for the mainland Chinese film market.

And Hollywood's main villains have changed from Russians and rabbits to only Russians.

This year, in particular, the Chinese film market has opened up further, and Hollywood has profited immensely.

This film festival was also much grander than in previous years.

Under these circumstances, Hollywood stars would naturally be more than happy to participate in a major event like the Sino-American Film Festival.

"Holy crap, look at this ball, Angelina Jolie... she really is big and round!" Lu Yang's eyes widened, his nostrils flared, and he was extremely excited.

"Holy crap, awesome, Theron!" Wu exclaimed in surprise, "Those legs are so long, longer than my life!"

"Holy crap, Black Widow!" Guo Fan's breathing was heavy as he stared at Scarlett Johansson not far away, unable to suppress the wide grin spreading across his face.

"Brilliant!"

Qi Hui silently took out his phone to take pictures, not of the beautiful women, but of his brothers.

"Hey guys, when you're out and about, watch the game with some civility... Holy crap, awesome!" Qi Hui exclaimed as he spotted a familiar figure.

Liu Yifei!
She wore a silver-gray evening gown with a completely white back, but the front wasn't very revealing.

They didn't give Qi Hui a chance to watch the game in a civilized manner.

"Holy crap!" Wu Jing exclaimed again, his voice filled with excitement.

But my gaze drifted away from the group of beautiful women.

"What?" Qi Hui, Guo Fan, and Lu Yang asked in confusion. Which Hollywood beauty did they see this time?
Could she be Tom Cruise's ex-wife?

Following Wu Jing's gaze, Qi Hui and the other two realized that it wasn't a beautiful woman, but Duan Yihong.

His starring film, "White Deer Plain," was also nominated for the Golden Angel Award.

Of course, I'm referring to the movie version, not the TV series starring Zhai Tianlin.

"Hey guys, I saw my deadbeat." Wu Jing chuckled. "I'm off to the party now."

But before he left, two white men came over.

He opened his mouth and said, "Hey guys, how are you?"

When Qi Hui and the other three turned around, they saw a burly blond man and a handsome black-haired white man.

He looks familiar, Chris Hemsworth, who plays Thor... I forgot, that guy's name is a bit long.

And Tom Sid, who plays Loki... Sid what was it again?

As expected of two actors playing brothers, their names are both equally hard to remember.

"Hello." Qi Hui nodded. They were looking at the beautiful woman when two men suddenly interrupted them, which was rather unpleasant.

"Guys, what's 'Holy shit'?" asked Chris, the blond hunk.

There are many Chinese people here tonight, so of course he wants to learn a few words of Mandarin and make some Chinese friends.

"Uh..." Guo Fan and the others were stunned, unsure how to explain.

"No, no, no..." Qi Hui said, "It's not 'Holy shit,' it's 'Holy shit, awesome,' understand?"

"Holy crap, awesome!" Chris and Tom repeated.

"Yes, holy crap, awesome!" Qi Hui coaxed patiently.

"Holy crap, awesome!" Chris and Tom repeated it two or three times and quickly memorized it.

“OK, buddy, I’ve got it,” Tom said. “Can you tell us what it means?” “Sure,” Qi Hui said. “It’s awesome, super cool.”

"Wow, I see!" The two nodded repeatedly.

"How about I teach you one more phrase?" Qi Hui revealed his true intention: "It's a Mandarin phrase used to praise the Japanese."

"Really?" The two foreigners were very interested in learning and repeatedly asked to study with them: "Thank you so much!"

"It's actually very simple," Qi Hui said. "Holy crap, you idiot!"

Wu Jing, Guo Fan, and Lu Yang: "..."

Qi Hui, you're so slutty!
"Holy crap, idiot, wow... it really is simple, similar to the previous sentence." Chris suddenly realized, happy that he had learned something new.

Tom, the black-haired man standing nearby, also muttered something.

"Come on, guys," Qi Hui clapped his hands and said, "Let's learn it again."

"Chinese people!"

"Holy crap, awesome!" the two exclaimed in unison.

"Japanese!"

"Holy shit, you idiot!" the two exclaimed in unison.

"Good! Very good!" Qi Hui laughed and gave them a thumbs up.

Wu Jing and the other two were stunned by Qi Hui's actions, feeling as if they had been struck by lightning.

At that moment, a voice came through the microphone, summoning the Avengers to gather and prepare to walk the red carpet.

Chris patted Qi Hui on the shoulder: "Buddy, thanks!"

"Goodbye, friends from China." Tom gave a thumbs up and smiled broadly as well.

Soon, the two walked side by side onto the red carpet, joining Scarlett Johansson, Mark Ruffalo, and other Avengers to begin their walk.

Fearing they might refuse an interview, the reporter quickly asked, "Donnie, what's your opinion on the Avengers' achievements in China?"

"Scarlett, today is the Chinese American Film Festival. What do you think of China?"

Before the two could speak, Chris, the conspicuous one, squeezed to the microphone and said casually:

"I can answer this question using the Chinese I've just learned."

The reporters got excited; this film festival was meant to promote exchanges between Chinese and American films.

If Hollywood stars were to learn Chinese, it would generate even more buzz and be more politically correct!

Facing the camera, Chris gave a thumbs-up and smiled broadly:
"Kick Nice, holy crap, awesome!"

"Japanese chicken, damn it, idiot!"

He added a few emphasis points, making them strong and resonant.

Several Chinese reporters on the red carpet stared blankly at Chris, their faces full of confusion.

What the hell?

What are you talking about?

Even several Chinese celebrities who were about to walk the red carpet looked at Chris in disbelief.

Chris was smug and thoroughly enjoyed the shocked looks on his face.

So he grinned widely, gave a thumbs-up, and did it all over again in front of so many cameras:
"Kick Nice, holy crap, awesome!"

"Japanese chicken, you fucking idiot!"

You know what, it actually rhymes quite well.

Outside the red carpet, Zhang Yin and Ni Ni had strange expressions on their faces, wanting to laugh but trying hard to hold it in.

"Who taught him this?" Ni Ni wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

"What a talent!" Zhang Yi exclaimed with an old face. "He must have had a master guiding him!"

What kind of expert? It should be a Han Chinese... Ni Ni thought to herself, what kind of expert would give such guidance?
Meanwhile, the instigator, Qi Hui, had already quietly blended into the crowd and disappeared into the vast sea of ​​people.

Wu Jing and the others also parted ways with Qi Hui.

We can't stay together, or we'll easily get caught!

(End of this chapter)