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Chapter 184 Coronation!

After the Best Actress accepted her award and gave her acceptance speech, the jury members continued to present awards.

On the big screen, several of the most anticipated films flashed by, including "The Hunt".

A member of the judging panel opened the envelope and read out the winner's name.

"The Best Actor award goes to Wang Jinsong for [The Hunting]. Congratulations!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Jinsong froze in his seat, thinking he had misheard, and didn't react for a moment.

Tian Xiaole wasn't much better off; he was definitely happy that his film won awards.

However, the chances of winning the big prizes later on are much lower.

"Congratulations, Teacher Wang! Come up on stage to receive your award."

Tian Xiaole snapped out of her daze, turned to look at him, and reminded him.

"It really is me!"

Wang Jinsong pointed to himself, still immersed in the huge surprise.

"Your abilities are obvious to all, so it's definitely you," Chen Hong complimented.

"Congratulations, Teacher Wang," Zeng Li said.

The two little ones were also very happy, knowing that they had won an award for their movie performance.

After confirming it was him, Wang Jinsong straightened his clothes, stood up, and hugged Chen Hong and Zeng Li respectively.

At the same time, he gave Tian Xiaole a tight hug, muttering:

"Thank you, thank you for casting me."

"Come up quickly."

Tian Xiaole patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile.

Other film crews that received the same treatment were overjoyed, as they had lost one of their biggest competitors.

The judges' comments were still being read aloud on stage:

"Wang Jinsong uses physiological realism—trembling, breathing, and eyes—to replace dramatic embellishment, allowing the protagonist's suffering to transcend the individual and become an eternal indictment of group violence and blind obedience."

He wasn't just playing a character; he was portraying all ordinary people judged by public opinion!

It was the early hours of the morning in China, but many people in the industry were still watching the live stream. When the names of the award winners were announced, many actors were stunned.

Their expressions of envy and jealousy were hard to express, and they all had the same question in their minds.

"Why would they hire a teacher to act in this?"

Following Ge You and Tony Leung, Wang Jinsong is the third Chinese male actor to receive this award.

At this moment, the Beijing Film Academy was brightly lit, and shouts could be heard everywhere.

"Teacher Wang is awesome, Director Tian is awesome..."

Many students watching the live stream were shouting and yelling to calm their excitement.

In the principal's office, several school leaders, all over fifty years old, stayed up all night to find out how far [Hunting] could go.

They were overjoyed to receive the Best Actor award, which was a clear testament to the strength of the school's faculty.

"Please work overtime to finish the banner, and hang it up as soon as it's light."

"Yes, Principal, I'll pass on the message right away."

"Haha, with the acting class teacher winning this award, they can finally outshine their rivals..."

Zhang Huijun waved his hand, a smile on his face, and went to rest.

The others also left; the fact that the film won this award was already unexpected.

I didn't even dare to dream about the remaining big prizes, let alone have any hope for them.

On the set of "Painted Skin," Lao Tian and several lead actors watched the entire process of Wang Jinsong winning the award live.

"I'm so envious of Teacher Wang, he won the Cannes Best Actor award."

"Director Tian has launched two Best Actor awards, hasn't he?"

Hearing their discussion, Old Tian calmly revealed a satisfied smile.

He rubbed his back, which he hadn't been sitting still for a long time, and said to the main actors in the crew:
"Look, the film crew's start time has been adjusted to the afternoon."

"Professor Tian, ​​please take care."

Fan Binbin quickly got up to help the person out, and only sat back down after seeing them off.

The other main actors in "Painted Skin" were all there, watching the live broadcast on Leyu.com, and seeing Wang Jinsong deliver his impassioned acceptance speech.

“I’m a teacher at a performing arts school. I’ve always imagined my students standing on the podium, but I never thought I would be standing here myself.”

On stage, Wang Jinsong spoke excitedly, glancing at Tian Xiaole, who was smiling, and the other main cast members who were applauding him.

"Thank you, Director Tian, ​​for inviting me to play this role, and thank you to the crew..."

Wang Jinsong's smile never faded as he thought about how his treatment at school would increase several times over after winning the Best Actor award at Cannes.

"Thank you to my school, Beijing Film Academy, and thank you to Cannes..."

He raised the trophy and certificate on stage and received a round of enthusiastic applause from the audience.

Led by staff, Wang Jinsong went backstage, where he not only gave a media interview but also had his name engraved on the trophy.

The awards ceremony is still ongoing.

"The winner of the Jury Award is Naomi Kawase for [The Forest of the Wilderness]".

Next up was the Best Director award.

The directors in the room who had a chance instantly perked up, and Tian Xiaole also became focused, hoping for a pleasant surprise.

"The Best Director award goes to Julian Schnabel for [The Diving Bell and the Butterfly]..."

Tian Xiaole slowly exhaled the breath he had been holding; at that moment, he gave up.

Zeng Li was very considerate; she held Tian Xiaole's hand and gently comforted her:

"We'll come back next time. Many of our predecessors have gone through this process."

"Ah."

Tian Xiaole adjusted his mindset and applauded the winners in a very gentlemanly manner. As for coming to Cannes again next time, who knows when that will be.

The Palme d'Or and the Grand Jury Prize are both film awards, not individual awards.

Next up is the second-highest prize at Cannes.

"The Jury Prize winner is [I Grew Up in Iran]..."

If there was still a sliver of hope, it has now been completely extinguished.

Tian Xiaole has absolutely no confidence in winning the Palme d'Or; the odds are extremely slim.

Moreover, this year's judges have a strong preference for films that tell stories about women.

To be honest, the "hunting" theme doesn't have an advantage.

Before the grand prize is awarded, there is an official Cannes 60th Anniversary Special Prize.

This award goes to Psychedelic Park!
"Ladies and gentlemen, distinguished jury members, dear filmmakers, tonight we gather here to celebrate the 60th anniversary of Cannes and the remarkable achievements of the art of film."

Over the past few days, we have witnessed countless amazing works, each touching the hearts of our judges with its unique story and perspective.

Next, we will announce the winner of this year's Cannes Film Festival's highest honor—the Palme d'Or.

When the chair of the judging panel, Jane Campion, finished speaking, the audience erupted in applause and cheers.

The Coen brothers are all smiles over "No Country for Old Men," one of the biggest favorites.

After tacitly defeating "April 3 Weeks 2 Days", their only rival "The Hunt" won an award. No matter how you look at it, the Palme d'Or should have been theirs.

As Jane Campion opened the envelope, the entire room fell into complete silence; even the most intense conversation seemed to pause.

Viewers watching the awards ceremony live held their breath, eagerly awaiting the final answer.

The winner of the Palme d'Or at this year's 60th Cannes Film Festival is—

Campion paused, glanced at the guests in the room, and smiled.

Although everyone wore smiles on their faces, they secretly wanted to kill this old woman.

Just when everyone thought she was going to keep them in suspense, she announced the answer directly the next second:

"【The Hunt】!"

The meeting room erupted in chaos. The outcome was completely unexpected.

Many people looked at the Coen brothers, their faces now a deep purplish-red, their expressions grim, no longer bothering to pretend.

"Old Man Has Nothing" was one of the most popular topics, yet it received no votes?
Tian Xiaole was also stunned in her seat, not much better than Wang Jingsong earlier, wondering if she had misheard.

"Was the name you just said calling yourself?"

Chen Hong and Zeng Li weren't much better off; they were both stunned and couldn't believe it.

"We won an award, the biggest award at that?"

To show respect for the winner of the Palme d'Or, the judging chair, Jane Campion, read the Chinese name again.

"Congratulations to [The Hunt]! Please come up to the stage to accept your award."

Hearing the broken accent, Tian Xiaole was finally convinced that the film had indeed won an award.

He easily obtained the award that others would spend their entire lives pursuing.

Tian Xiaole felt that something was not real.

Despite putting in a lot of effort behind the scenes, even managing to remove the female judges' favorite "April 3 Weeks 2 Days", which sparked a protest boycott.

But there's also one of the most popular titles, "No Country for Old Men".

History remained unchanged, and the film still failed to garner any awards.

The biggest winner is [Hunting]!
"Brother Le, the higher-ups are urging us."

Zeng Li, who was standing next to Tian Xiaole, nudged him gently with her arm and whispered a reminder.

"Whoo~"

Tian Xiaole let out a breath, calming her still-settled emotions, and straightened her Zhongshan suit.
He stood up and hugged Zeng Li, Chen Hong, and Wang Jinsong, who had returned to his seat. Of course, he didn't forget Arthur and Guan Xiaotong either.

"Let's go up and collect the award together."

Amid thunderous applause, Tian Xiaole led his creative team onto the award stage, a dream come true for filmmakers.

"【The Hunt】is a chilling social allegory that offers no comfort but leaves only sharp questions."

When you stand on the moral high ground, can you clearly see the hunting rifle in your hand?

After reading the award-winning film review, Jane Campion presented the certificate and trophy to Tian Xiaole.

"Thank you, Mr. Chairman."

Tian Xiaole thanked him in a hoarse voice.

"It was our reviewers who thanked you."

Jane Campion said something meaningful and handed over the microphone.

Tian Xiaole held up the trophy and certificate in her hand, carefully considering her words. She had never expected to win an award, so she hadn't even prepared an acceptance speech.

After the usual thank-yous, Tian Xiaole, for some reason, suddenly thanked his senior Chen Kai, saying that he had provided a lot of help, which made it possible for him to win the Palme d'Or.

Guided by staff, the group went backstage, where they were interviewed by reporters and media, and their names were engraved on the trophies.

The Palme d'Or is a film award, and the certificate lists the names of the director, lead actor, and producer.

As for Chen Hong, the Cannes authorities felt she had too few scenes and didn't qualify as an important supporting actress...

This made her complain for a long time. Luckily, it happened in a public place. If it had happened in a hotel, Tian Xiaole would have suffered a lot.

Zeng Li smiled and said that she was the female lead in the name column.

Wang Jinsong, needless to say, was still holding the Best Actor trophy and seemed completely dazed.

While he was being interviewed by the media, things were in an uproar back home.

The news that Tian Xiaole won the Palme d'Or was like a bombshell dropped into a calm lake.

It exploded!
"Director Tian is awesome! He won the highest award in film."

"Now, Director Chen isn't the only Palme d'Or winner in China. Let's see how he can keep up his arrogance now..."

Why did Director Tian thank Director Chen, and what help did he provide?

"The only Chinese-language film to win two major awards at Cannes, that's awesome."

"Director Tian has never left a film festival empty-handed, has he?"

"..."

In an instant, Leyu.com's live stream was flooded with countless comments.

At four or five in the morning in China, there were quite a few people watching the live stream, including people in the industry.

The website crashed for the first time due to overload.

The staff on the night shift quickly sprang into action, adding servers and technical personnel to restore the website as soon as possible and handle the surge in traffic.

This is huge news!

···
The awards ceremony dinner ended, and it was almost midnight in Cannes.

A great deal of news about the film festival spread from Cannes to all parts of the world.

On their way back to the hotel, Tian Xiaole and the others were still excited and basking in the immense honor.

"Everyone, get some rest. We have an official event to attend tomorrow."

Tian Xiaole gave a word of advice and returned to her room. The Palme d'Or is different from other awards; you have to participate in various events and interviews to demonstrate the prestige of the award.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

"Hey~"

Tian Xiaole held her lower back, sighed, and wanted to go to sleep early.

The door opened, and Zeng Li, dressed in a cheongsam perfect for the red carpet, stood gracefully outside.

In an instant, Tian Xiaole's back pain and leg soreness disappeared, and a nameless fire surged up in her lower abdomen.

They pulled her in, and before she could speak, they covered her mouth with theirs.

The cheongsam was very form-fitting, perfectly showcasing Zeng Li's curvaceous and sexy figure.

The only troublesome thing is that there are too many buttons, which makes it a bit cumbersome.

Tian Xiaole tore it open forcefully, like peeling a zongzi (sticky rice dumpling), revealing the tender, delicious glutinous rice.
I couldn't wait to take a bite.

Indeed, it was white, tender, and juicy.

"Congratulations, Brother Le, on winning the Palme d'Or, a prize that every filmmaker dreams of."

Zeng Li smiled wistfully, feeling proud of herself.

"This is the result of our joint efforts, so congratulations should be extended to us as well."

Tian Xiaole was very busy, but she replied whenever she had a spare moment.

The outcome of the film surprised not only Zeng Li, but everyone else as well.

She regretted it a little; she didn't have many scenes in the movie.

Seeing Wang Jinsong standing on the stage to receive an award, under the spotlight of the world, is a scene I, as an actor, have fantasized about countless times.

Thinking of this, Zeng Lijiao said sweetly, "Brother Le, I also want to win Best Actress."

"Having ideas is good, but you also need a good script. Let's talk about it when the opportunity arises."

Tian Xiaole gave a perfunctory reply and straightened her body.

Zeng Li, not getting a definite answer, was not going to get what she wanted. She clung to Tian Xiaole, swaying her body and pleading:

"No, you have to promise me."

When Tian Xiaole is busy, she hates being disturbed, so she can only speed up her work so that Zeng Li doesn't have time to make any requests.

Chen Hong was still excited. After finally getting Arthur Hong to sleep, she wanted to talk to Tian Xiaole about her feelings.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, he heard a voice coming from inside and his hand froze in mid-air.

I leaned closer, trying to hear what the two people inside were saying.

What a pity, all I could hear was the sound of rain hitting the loquats.

"You little slut, why are you yelling so loudly? As if you're afraid someone will hear you."

Chen Hong pursed her lips and cursed, feeling somewhat indignant. This was something she should be enjoying.

She glanced down at the cheongsam she was wearing, not wanting to waste the outfit, and quickly walked back to her room, where she listened through the wall.

(End of this chapter)