The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 422 Time Point

"Let me guess, there's at least one high-grossing movie in which he plays the lead role," Xu Jiuyang asked after thinking for a moment.

“That’s right.” Fan Bingbing nodded.

"I can't think of a second one," Xu Jiuyang said frankly.

"I also need a classic movie role." Fan Bingbing didn't try to be mysterious.

"Can't this be merged with the first one?" Xu Jiuyang asked, puzzled.

“Sure, but it’s difficult,” Fan Bingbing sighed. “Most blockbuster movies rely on male actors to carry the box office while female actors are just decorative. I don’t think I’ll be lucky enough to find a script with a female actor who can carry the box office and also has a classic role. Even if I could predict the future, I’m afraid it would be difficult to do.”

As she said this, a hint of frustration flashed in her eyes.

"Why is that?" Xu Jiuyang asked, puzzled, then let out a loud groan as the other person's hand pinched a certain spot.

“You once told me that all blockbuster classic films bear the mark of their time. If a film surpasses its era, it may not necessarily be abandoned by the audience, but it certainly cannot become a classic,” Fan Bingbing said.

However, Xu Jiuyang frowned: "Did I say that?"

"What do you mean?" Fan Bingbing immediately became unhappy. "How many times has this happened? Every time I say something you've said before, you have to say something like this. Are you out of your mind or have developed amnesia?!"

"Alright, alright, I only asked one question, why are you acting all resentful... why are you acting like you've been cheated on by a scumbag?" Xu Jiuyang could only coax.

"That's right, isn't it? You said it yourself, then forgot it as soon as you turned your back. After I reminded you, you doubted that you said it yourself. Who wouldn't be angry in that situation?" After saying that, she turned her back to him, but the corners of her mouth slightly curled up and then quickly disappeared, a hint of smugness mixed with mischief in her expression.

"Then I'm sorry, okay?" Xu Jiuyang hugged Fan Bingbing from behind.

Fan Bingbing involuntarily shivered, thus losing the initiative, but she still tried her best to control herself: "Isn't that too insincere?"

However, the next second she tensed up.

The two played around on the bow of the boat, and in such a cool and refreshing environment, they were whispering sweet nothings to each other, which almost sparked a passionate encounter.

Fortunately, Xu Jiuyang and Fan Bingbing managed to control themselves and eventually stopped, panting heavily.

Even so, Fan Bingbing blushed and wrapped a bath towel around her waist, while glaring at someone resentfully.

"It's alright, it's alright, they're all gone," Xu Jiuyang chuckled, glancing around as he did so.

Neither Angela nor anyone else stayed here, but whether they were hiding inside, looking out through the glass, is unknown.

"Anyway, I'll help you find it, okay?" Xu Jiuyang said again.

Fan Bingbing snorted reluctantly.

"But, Fan, what will you do if we can't find it?" Xu Jiuyang asked again.

“Ten years ago,” Fan Bingbing said without hesitation, “we did our best to do these two things. After that point in time, whether we did them or not, we will turn our attention away!”

“In that case, I won’t say anything more. Remember what you said, Fan,” Xu Jiuyang nodded, “I will help you find a way.”

"You're so annoying, Xu." Fan Bingbing's mood improved a lot.

Xu Jiuyang couldn't help but shudder: "Don't imitate Taiwanese people's speech."

"Why? Anyway, you'll soon have a Taiwanese housekeeper, and her voice is so sweet." Fan Bingbing hummed again.

"Wait a minute, I admit she has a unique way of speaking, but is it pleasant to listen to?" Xu Jiuyang's face was full of "Are you seriously ill?" Just then, her signature sweet voice entered his ears: "Master, Mistress Angela invites you and Miss Fan to dinner."

Then Lin Chih-ling appeared in front of Xu Jiuyang and Fan Bingbing and bowed. She was also wearing a bikini and had a tall and well-proportioned figure, but her curves and skin were slightly inferior to Fan Bingbing's.

"I understand. You can go down now. Bingbing and I will be right down." Xu Jiuyang nodded.

"Yes, Master." Sister Zhiling bowed again and then left the deck without any hesitation.

"Snap out of it." Fan Bingbing waved her hand in front of him.

"What are you looking at?" Xu Jiuyang asked irritably. "Did my gaze linger on her for too long?"

“Just because it’s not there now doesn’t mean it won’t be in the future,” Fan Bingbing said, her eyes crinkling.

Xu Jiuyang immediately clenched his fist, wanting to ask: Are you asking for trouble?

Unfortunately, Fan Bingbing didn't give him a chance. After speaking, she stood up and skipped into the cabin.

In the lower-level dining room, plates were already set on the small table. The maids, led by the housekeeper, were making final preparations. Yin Tao and Qin Lan, Hao Lei and Zhao Yan, Yu Xiaohui, Zhang Jing and Li Xue, Li Xiu, Annie and Zhang Meng, and Chen Pinying sat together in twos and threes, chatting.

Although Hao Lei and Zhao Yan only had cameo roles in "Falling", Angela thought they could attend the film festival, so they came.

Of course, everyone dressed in bikinis, just like Fan Bingbing and Lin Chih-ling.

"Hey, darling, you're finally back." Yini waved to Xu Jiuyang immediately. Her bikini outfit was the most revealing, basically just a few lines.

Xu Jiuyang waved back with a wry smile, but Fan Bingbing beside him didn't react at all, and didn't even take his arm, which was quite strange.

Not to mention Ini, she is both a spoiled princess at home and a spoiled little bitch raised by Angela. She is very obedient in front of him, but she likes to act like a possessive person in front of others, so she has provoked Fan Bingbing quite a bit.

Fan Bingbing sometimes ignores her, and sometimes she responds, but whether she ignores her or responds, she never hides her disdain, unlike now when she treats her like air.

However, seeing that Yini wanted to come to his side but hesitated and didn't dare, Xu Jiuyang could roughly guess that it was probably because Fan Bingbing complained to Angela, and then Angela gave Yini a hard time.

"How did your chat go?" Angela asked Xu Jiuyang as she gestured for everyone to sit down after finishing her instructions to Lin Zhiling.

“If you’re talking about the PR for ‘Falling,’ we’ve hardly talked at all,” Xu Jiuyang shrugged.

“We should still talk about it,” Angela smiled. “After all, Fall is a good movie.”

"So, what kind of award are you planning to give them?" Xu Jiuyang pointed at Zhang Jing and the Li sisters. "The Golden Camera? Best Screenplay? Or Best Director?"

Then he jokingly asked, "It can't be the Palme d'Or, can it?"

“Why not?” Angela raised an eyebrow.

"What?" Xu Jiuyang's eyes widened in surprise, but then he realized he had been tricked.

Although Zhang Jing has some directing skills, at least she did a decent job in the film "Falling", it is impossible for her to win the Palme d'Or.

Although the judges this year are all easy to bribe, not to mention Tsui Hark, he would definitely side with the Chinese film crew in this situation.

The jury president is Quentin Tarantino, and as long as no film appears that caters to his sexual fetishes, it can be bribed with money.

If you can win over the chairman of the jury and bribe two or three other judges to help you, and as long as things don't turn out like they did in the 50th edition where Isabelle Adjani couldn't control the situation, you still have a good chance of winning the Palme d'Or.

Unfortunately, this year's Cannes Film Festival had a bombshell: Fahrenheit 9/11!
(End of this chapter)