Director of Photography Department of Huayu

Chapter 510 Berlin Opening

Berlin Tegel Airport.

The cabin door slowly opened, and a blast of cold air rushed out.

Below the gangway, the ground was wet, as if a snowfall had just occurred.

Wu Chen and the main cast members of the three dramas walked out one by one, and the cold air seeped into the collar of their coats, instantly making them feel refreshed.

As they pushed their luggage carts into the arrival hall, European media and domestic journalists who had been waiting immediately swarmed around them.

This year's Berlin Film Festival boasts the strongest lineup from China, even though Wang Quan'an has already won a Golden Bear award.

Tripods were arranged in a long corridor, and flashes of light went off one after another, instantly making the entire hall almost dazzlingly bright.

Director Wu Chen, what are your expectations for the closing ceremony film at the Berlin Film Festival?

"Director Zhang Yimou, I heard that your film did not receive good reviews in China. How do you think the audience in Berlin will react?"

"Mr. Wang Quan'an, is 'Reunion' confident that it can continue the success of 'Tuya's Marriage' and compete for the Golden Bear?"

The questions came from German, English and Chinese, creating a noisy atmosphere.

On the other side of the hall, a dozen volunteers and international students stood in a row holding banners that read in Chinese and German:

"Wishing all three films a complete success in Berlin!"

That naive enthusiasm seemed all the more genuine against the backdrop of the cold wind and the flashing lights.

Wu Chen and the others responded one by one, nodding with smiles.

Just then, a considerable commotion arose from the group of self-media members.

The film festival staff quickly stepped forward and whispered to the core members of the film crew.

Wu Chen and Zhang Yi exchanged a glance, their expressions slightly taken aback.

Not far away, Dieter Kosslick strode over, embracing each person in turn, first Zhang Yimou, then turning to Wu Chen, his smile widening:

"Wu, welcome, welcome! We meet again, it's been so many years!"

“It has indeed been many years,” Wu Chen said with a smile.

Then, he turned to look at Yu Nan behind him: "Yu Nan, you are still so beautiful, the queen of Chinese art films."

He also told the media, "Yu Nan is a judge we specially invited this year. I like her very much; she's an excellent actress."

It is clear that Dieter Kosslick holds Yu Nan in high regard.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of camera shutters exploding once again filled the air.

Zhang Yi, Li Gan, Sun Honglei, and the others were stunned for a moment as they watched this scene, only coming to their senses when Dieter Kosslick led everyone away.

Zhang Yi was somewhat dazed, and whispered to Li Gan:
"Wow, you're incredibly lucky to be working with Director Wu. Do you know who that guy was just now?"

Li Gan shook his head blankly.

"The Chairman of the Berlin Film Festival"

Although he had read many reports in China and knew that Wu Chen and Zhang Yimou had high international status, this was his first time attending one of the three major film festivals.

Meanwhile, domestic media reporters couldn't wait any longer and quickly sent their articles back.

The newsroom worked overtime to adjust the layout, and the headline quickly appeared on the portal website's homepage:
The three film crews arrived at Berlin Tegel Airport and were warmly welcomed by overseas media.

The Chinese delegation received high-level treatment at the 60th Berlin International Film Festival, with the Berlin Film Festival President personally welcoming them.

[Yu Nan appointed as a jury member at the Berlin Film Festival; Kosslick highly praises him!]

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At this moment, many people in China were extremely envious of this scene.

Seeing Wu Chen, Zhang Yimou, and a few others standing at the forefront enjoying the attention of global media, and being personally greeted by the film festival chairman, Feng Xiaogang felt somewhat uneasy.

As a fellow renowned director from mainland China, why is he ignored at all during his visits to the three major film festivals?

"It has to be an award."

Feng Xiaogang let out a long sigh, feeling somewhat uneasy.

Meanwhile, in the capital, in a private kitchen restaurant, steam rose and a lavish spread of food and wine was laid out in a private room separated by a wooden screen.

The 02 class of the Performance Department at Beijing Film Academy held a year-end reunion dinner, a tradition that has been going on for many years. Naturally, the conversation inevitably turned to the latest happenings in the entertainment industry.

"Thank you, Yifei." Luo Jin raised his glass, his expression somewhat solemn.

He had just been confirmed as the male lead in "Love is Not Blind," and the opportunity came suddenly.

He knew in his heart that this opportunity wouldn't have been possible without the help of producer Liu Yifei, so his thanks were especially sincere.

Jiang Yiyan smiled from the side, but couldn't hide the envy in her eyes.

She dared not even dream of such an opportunity. Thinking of something else, she immediately raised her glass to express her gratitude:

"Thank you, Sisi."

As someone in the industry, the conversations always revolve around matters within the industry.

The conversation quickly turned to several prominent directors in Berlin.

"Director Wu and the others have landed, right? I just saw it on the news," someone said, taking out their phone.

Zhou Yang lowered his voice and leaned closer to Liu Yifei: "Qianqian, why didn't you go with Director Wu?"

"It's not my work. I'll go to the closing ceremony to cheer him on."

Hearing this, everyone looked over with envy.

Only one person has been here.
The three major film festivals
It's a significant boost for actors; otherwise, no one would bother to go and crash the red carpet even if they had nothing else to do.

In Berlin, Wu Chen and the crew had just returned to their hotel when a group of reporters carrying equipment rushed towards them from outside the lobby.

"Quick, Leonardo and Ben Kingsley are here!"

"He's such a show-off; he actually came by private jet."

Did you bring any young models?

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As Hollywood A-listers, Leonardo DiCaprio and others have an undeniable appeal to the media.

Wu Chen couldn't help but shake his head, a smile playing on his lips, and turned to look at Zhang Yi and Li Gan.

"The opening ceremony isn't until tomorrow evening, so you can wander around if you have nothing else to do."

Before he could finish speaking, the phone rang.

Leonardo
"Forget it, it's too cold. Let's stay in the hotel or go to the cinema."

Upon hearing Zhang Yi's words, Wu Chen nodded and then answered the phone.

"Wu, wanna come out for a party? We just got here."

"heard it."

"Huh?" Leonardo was taken aback, not understanding.

"I just heard from reporters that you arrived by private jet, and they're still waiting for you to bring your young models along."

"Hahaha!" A hearty laugh erupted from the other end of the phone.

"Forget it, I'm not going, it's too cold."

"Oh, retirement life?"

Wu Chen didn't care about Leonardo's teasing; he was going, and Liu Yifei would probably have to rush to Berlin tomorrow.

Berlin, 11th evening.

Potsdamer Platz, Berlin Film Palace.

The red carpet had already been laid out in front of the gate, extending into the flashing camera lights.
The opening ceremony of the 60th Berlin International Film Festival is destined to be star-studded.

Filmmakers and media from around the world gathered, their black coats, evening gowns, and tuxedos creating a vibrant atmosphere against the night sky, with a constant stream of people on the red carpet.

At that moment, the subtitles on the big screen changed, and the host adopted a louder tone:

"From China, 1939."

(End of this chapter)