Director of Photography Department of Huayu

Chapter 163 Hot Discussion
The final results of the Cannes Film Festival were all released at four o'clock in the morning in the country.

This year's Cannes Film Festival has attracted much attention because Wong Kar-wai and Zhang Ziyi serve as the chairman and member of the jury.

Unfortunately, Lou Ye's "Summer Palace" did not obtain domestic approval and was classified as an underground film, resulting in the fact that Wu Chen was the only Chinese-language director participating in the main competition unit.

The official media only acknowledged that Wu Chen had gone.

But the filing for Get Out is in Hollywood.

The next morning, the country was in an uproar after reading various reports.

The early morning sunlight streamed into the third-floor bedroom of the Beijing villa, gently passing through the gaps in the curtains and quietly falling on the tatami.

It is early summer, but it is still a bit cool indoors.

There are birds singing outside the window, as if they are sending a touch of crisp joy specially for this day.

Liu Yifei stood up, wearing a light pink pajamas, her long hair slightly messy, yet still elegant.

One slender leg was half curled up, the snow-white instep stepped on the bed sheet, the pajamas on the shoulders slipped down a little, revealing the slender collarbone and slightly undulating curves, with the lazy and casual seductive posture unique to just waking up.

But at this moment she hurriedly turned on the computer and checked the news on the Internet.

The news headline that caught her eye suddenly made her eyes brighten.

"Get Out," filmed in just 20 days, won the Grand Jury Award!

Wu Chen gave a speech accepting the award, and expressed his hope for the next Palme d'Or!

[Cannes Best Actor surprises with quintuplets, Best Actress with six yolks!]

"Ah" Liu Yifei bit her lower lip and shifted her gaze to the news about the best actor and best actress. She was completely confused, with her mouth slightly open.

"Luckily, my junior's grand prize at the judging panel didn't include twins."

She let out a light breath and stroked her chest. She was frightened by these eleven Best Actor and Best Actress winners. She was really afraid that a news headline like "Three Bullets Win Three Jury Awards" would appear.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from downstairs: "Xixi, come down for breakfast!"

Liu Yifei didn't reply, she was watching intently.

After a while, footsteps were heard on the stairs. Liu Xiaoli gently pushed open the door and saw Liu Yifei still sitting at the computer desk with a smile on her face. She immediately sighed:
"You girl, why don't you get up and wash up? What are you looking at?"

"My junior brother won an award at the Cannes Film Festival!" Liu Yifei blinked her eyes, an irrepressible smile on her lips, and then she slowly stood up and walked to the bathroom in slippers.

When Liu Xiaoli heard it was Wu Chen, she quickly asked, "Did you really win? What award?"

"The Grand Jury Prize."

Liu Xiaoli walked closer to the computer desktop and took a look, her face lit up with joy.

After all, the more awards Wu Chen wins, the better it is for "Black Peony".

Nowadays, who doesn’t want to act in a movie directed by a director who frequently wins awards?

"It would be great if it was the Palme d'Or," Liu Xiaoli said regretfully.

If it is the Palme d'Or, then "Black Peony" is really a hit, a film directed by the Palme d'Or director, and it is also the final chapter of the thriller trilogy.

Think about the films that Brother Chen Kai made after "Farewell My Concubine". They were all sought after by the entire film industry, and people were rushing to give Brother Chen Kai money.

Liu Yifei paused brushing her teeth after hearing this, and said vaguely with foam in her mouth:

"No way. It's not that simple."

"That's right." Liu Xiaoli thought about it and laughed, "Hurry up and wash up. We have to go to training after breakfast."

"I know!" Liu Yifei's voice was soft and sticky. After spitting out the foam in her mouth, she held the toothbrush in one hand and used the other hand to press the phone with difficulty to send a text message to Wu Chen.

Unless the Cannes award winners have stayed up all night, they would have already fallen asleep by now.

However, people in China are making a lot of jokes about this year's Cannes Film Festival.

Wong Kar-wai's move to select the best actor and best actress truly caught everyone's attention. The Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers Awards are nothing compared to Wong Kar-wai.

"In my entire life, this is the first time I've seen anything like this. Eleven Best Actor and Best Actress awards combined. Damn, normally it takes at least five years to give out a double yolk award. It's reasonable."

"Last time, there were eight winners at the Berlin Film Festival, but even that total wasn't as outrageous as eleven. Wong Kar-wai is a role model for our generation, and his theme is that everyone has a share."

Some professional media and film critics couldn't help but sigh and attached the title:
The 59th Cannes Film Festival was a film in itself—one of the few Wong Kar-wai films that everyone loved.

It's early morning in Cannes and Jason Blum is still laughing about last night's awards ceremony.

"Not only you in China, but also Hollywood is shocked. We have encountered an unprecedented operation."

Jason Blum was happy but also a little sad.

"Why didn't our crew win any of the eleven Best Actor and Best Actress awards?"

"If he chooses one from each crew, the organizing committee will be furious." Wu Chen couldn't help but say, damn, this is really the main point, everyone who sees it gets a share.

"The three major film festivals will not invite him to be a judge in the short term."

Jason Blum shook his head.

The Cannes Organizing Committee was naturally extremely dissatisfied with the Best Actor and Best Actress this time, but they had no choice but to accept the consequences since they had invited the people.

Wu Chen shrugged, but did not return to China with the Jury Prize. Instead, he went directly to Hollywood.

It’s time for Get Out to choose a distributor.

"Actually, Lionsgate contacted me." Jason Blum said to Wu Chen on the plane.

"So you refused?"

"Of course, I've explained it to them. Don't worry, they understand. They just feel really bad." Jason Blum spread his hands. "But I heard Lionsgate and Casey Silver are planning a project. They might want to ask if you'd like to be involved?"

"Huh?" Wu Chen was stunned, and the name of a movie came to his mind, "The Forbidden Kingdom"!
"You'll know when they tell you. What I know may not be accurate."

While Wu Chen was still on the plane, a banner fluttered in the wind at the entrance of the Beijing Film Academy.

Zhang Huijun was already pressing: "What did Wu Chen say? Is he back?"

Mu Deyuan looked at the message on his phone and said slowly, "Wu Chen is going to Hollywood now and probably won't be back anytime soon."

"what?"

"We'll just make a replica of the trophy and put it in the school history museum in a few days. Now that we have it, how can we run away?"

Mu Deyuan spoke slowly and calmly.

At the same time, on campus, Dong Xuan and Guan Yue, who had not returned to school for a long time, were walking.

"I didn't expect that Junior Brother Wu Chen also won a big prize at Cannes. I remember we met Junior Brother Wu Chen here."

Guan Yue pointed to a tree not far from the cafeteria. She remembered that this was where she met Wu Chen and his four companions.

"Yeah!" Dong Xuan nodded slightly, her eyes full of memories.

"Have you been in contact with him recently?" Guan Yue suddenly asked.

Dong Xuan was stunned for a moment and nodded.

"Yes?" Guan Yue didn't believe it. "Show it to me."

Dong Xuan handed it over reluctantly.

Guan Yue glanced at the conversation and was dumbfounded. She looked at Dong Xuan with a look of disappointment: "You also call this having connections, oh, congratulations, junior brother!"
Are you a repeater? You only say these four words every time. If you type two more, the earth will explode?"

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to scold you." Guan Yue muttered, listening to the younger students passing by still discussing the news that Wu Chen won the Cannes Jury Prize. She couldn't help but recall the past, with a look of regret on her face:
"Oh, if I had known I wouldn't have met them. It's my fault for carrying the dishes over to eat with them."

(End of this chapter)