Huayu Entertainment: You have been directing for three generations, are you comparing your qualifica

Chapter 186 A New Record!

The Cannes Film Festival has come to a close, but the glory of the Palme d'Or is just beginning.

Tian Xiaole was awakened by the knocking on the door. She opened her eyes groggily and felt weak in her limbs and her back was sore.

The culprit behind all this was sound asleep nearby, and the noise didn't wake her up.

It's clear that you were quite exhausted last night.

It's a lose-lose situation for both sides.

Tian Xiaole picked up a bath towel from the floor, wrapped it casually around himself, and, dragging his unsteady steps, impatiently called out:

"coming."

When the door to the room was opened, Wang Jinsong was standing outside.

Good morning, Teacher Wang.

Tian Xiaole said, yawning.

"It's getting late, hurry up and wash up, or we'll miss the official event."

Wang Jinsong gave a helpless reminder, but with a smile on his face, he was clearly still excited and it would probably last for a while.

"I had forgotten about it if you hadn't mentioned it. I'll go and fiddle with it right away."

Seeing that Wang Jingsong showed no sign of leaving, Tian Xiaole let him in and went to wash up herself.

In addition to taking a group photo today, there will be a media conference and an officially arranged cocktail party.

To reflect the prestige of the Golden Palm, there are several activities to attend.

bang bang bang...

There was another knocking on the door.

Tian Xiaole was brushing her teeth when Wang Jinsong got up to open the door. Chen Hong was standing outside with Arthur by her hand.

"Teacher Wang, you're here too..."

"That's right, I couldn't get through to Xiao Le on the phone, so I came over to call him."

Wang Jinsong explained with a smile and led the two into the room.

Please make yourselves at home, I'll be right there.

Tian Xiaole poked her head out of the bathroom and spoke to the two people in the living room.

"Brother Le, I have no clothes to wear..."

Zeng Li rubbed her sleepy eyes, her hair disheveled and hanging down her back, and she was only wrapped in a bath towel.

The group exchanged glances, and the atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

Zeng Li stared at the people in the room, frozen in place, seemingly at a loss.

Wang Jinsong was surprised for a moment, then quickly turned around and pretended not to have seen anything.

Chen Hong looked Arthur up and down, then covered his eyes.

Tian Xiaole rinsed the foam from her mouth, glanced at Zeng Li who was standing there dumbfounded, and decided not to bother with her little scheme.

She probably woke up a long time ago, and when she heard that the crew was there, she dressed like this to come out, just wanting a legitimate title.

"Go back to your room and tidy up. You have an event to attend later."

"Oh."

Seeing that Tian Xiaole wasn't angry, Zeng Li breathed a sigh of relief and went to her room wrapped in a bath towel.

···
Throughout the day, the crew participated in various activities arranged by the authorities.

Media conferences, exchange meetings, cocktail parties, etc.

During this time, Tian Xiaole replied to some messages from acquaintances, made a few phone calls, and then turned off her phone.

There were just too many congratulatory messages coming in at once, making my phone extremely hot.

"All activities are now over. You can head back to your home countries tomorrow. I'll stay a few more days to handle the film copyright matters."

Tian Xiaole collapsed onto the sofa, exhausted. He had spent the whole day dealing with various issues and filmmakers trying to curry favor with him. He was truly worn out.

"Okay, I'll go back and pack my things now. You should get some rest too."

Chen Hong led Arthur out of the room, her demeanor both poised and elegant; the big producer was back.

The Guan family father and daughter also left.

Wang Jinsong also wisely left.

"What are you still sitting there for? Pack your bags and go back to China with them."

Tian Xiaole tilted her head and looked at Zeng Li sitting next to her.

"I want to stay and spend two more days with you."

Zeng Li wanted to seize the opportunity to spend more time with Tian Xiaole and solidify her legitimate identity.

She got up and walked over, squeezing onto a sofa with Tian Xiaole, then nestled into his arms, looking at the man expectantly.

"I have serious business to attend to. Don't think you're on vacation. Besides, the crew is waiting for you. Don't delay the filming."

Having a beautiful woman by your side is certainly a good thing, but Tian Xiaole touched her waist and found it a little sore when she pressed it hard, so she refused Zeng Li's request and didn't even look at her pleading eyes.

"Then I'll spend some quality time with you tonight."

Zeng Li didn't dare to throw a tantrum, so she could only pout and say it.

"Ah."

Tian Xiaole reluctantly nodded in agreement, not wanting to be too obvious. Why did he want to quit after just one night? He was completely different from his previous bravery.

In Zeng Li's opinion, Tian Xiaole had been in Cannes for so long, he must have been itching to get out there.

Besides, she hadn't wanted one in a long time and wanted to make the most of this opportunity.

Little did she know that Tian Xiaole was already overworked and was just putting on a brave face.

This is a man's dignity.

That night, Tian Xiaole reluctantly came twice, but then refused Zeng Li's demands.

The next morning, feeling weak and exhausted, I saw off the rest of the film crew.

Seeing Chen Hong, Zeng Li, and the others leave, Tian Xiaole felt inexplicably relieved.

These past few days in Cannes, I've been getting a lot of film distributors coming to me every day; it's time to go and meet them.

[The Hunt] is a Palme d'Or film, so the price is worth discussing.

In the conference room of the hotel where they were staying, under the leadership of the officials, they met with seven major film companies.

Regarding film copyrights, the Cannes authorities are more concerned than Tian Xiaole, after all, this is a Palme d'Or film, and if the price is too low, it would be a slap in their face.

When Tian Xiaole arrived, the official representative was talking to a group of film distributors, and they seemed to have been arguing for a while.

Good afternoon, everyone.

Tian Xiaole greeted him with a smile and sat down in an empty seat.

"Tian, ​​[Hunting] has been sold to all countries and regions except yours, for $3630 million..." The official in charge of copyright had a joyful expression on his face. This price was the highest in recent years at the three major European film festivals, further consolidating the status of the Cannes Palme d'Or.

Tian Xiaole nodded; the number was not bad.

The film "The Coffin in the Mountain," which won the Jury Prize, also sold for over ten million US dollars at Cannes, and now it's worth more than three times that amount.

The subject matter of the film "The Hunt" is very suitable for Europe and America, and it also won the Palme d'Or, so it is definitely worth the high price of 3630.

Moreover, Tian Xiaole is not an unknown figure; he has some fame at European film festivals and is the youngest director to win the Palme d'Or, all of which are considered special advantages.

Tian Xiaole was satisfied with the figure and made the transaction at that price.

After agreeing on a signing time, the film distributors left one after another.

"Director Tian, ​​would you be willing to sell the remake rights to [The Hunting]?"

"Of course, it depends on what price you offer, after all, this film is a Palme d'Or winner."

Faced with a request from a European film distributor, Tian Xiaole had no reason to refuse; as long as the price was right, there was nothing he couldn't sell.

"How about 500 million?"

The European distributor tentatively offered a price, but seeing Tian Xiaole's smile disappear, he knew he had offered too low and quickly explained:

"I meant 500 million euros."

Tian Xiaole shook his head: "Sell it for 800 million euros."

"That's too high. Six million at most, anything higher is out of the question."

"make a deal."

Tian Xiaole smiled, stood up and shook hands with the European film distributor. The price was unexpected and he was very satisfied.

The films that won awards at Cannes have had their copyrights sold in the past few days.

Tian Xiaole took a look and found that only one of them cost over ten million; none of the others exceeded that price.

Other filmmakers, upon learning the price for "The Hunt," gasped in astonishment, ultimately only able to sigh:

"No wonder it's a Palme d'Or winner, the rights sold very well."

···
Wang Jinsong, Chen Hong, and others arrived at the Capital Airport dressed in glamorous attire, knowing they would be surrounded by reporters.

The group attracted a lot of attention as they walked through the airport, with many people wanting to come up and ask for autographs.

Previously, Chen Hong was mostly behind the scenes, only making a brief appearance in "The Promise".

Wang Jinsong, needless to say, is a teacher at the Beijing Film Academy, and Zeng Li mainly acts in art films and is not very well-known.

After these past few days of bombardment with news reports, everyone's information has been thoroughly exposed.

With over twenty seconds of news coverage at 7:30, their fame spread far and wide.

A large number of media personnel who had been waiting outside immediately surrounded the group.

Everyone is keeping an eye on the flights, guessing that the crew should be back in the next few days, and everyone wants to interview the main creators of "The Hunt" as soon as possible.

When the reporter didn't see Tian Xiaole, they asked Chen Hong, who was the most well-known.

"Producer Chen, where is Director Tian?"

Wearing black sunglasses and an elegant dress, Chen Hong held Arthur's little hand, exuding the aura of a major producer.

"Xiao Le is in Cannes dealing with copyright issues and will return to China a few days later."

Seeing that Tian Xiaole was not present, the reporter turned the topic to Wang Jinsong, the newly crowned Best Actor.

"Congratulations, Mr. Wang, on winning the Best Actor award! How are you feeling? Is there anything you'd like to say?"

"First of all, I would like to thank my alma mater for its nurturing, thank you..."

"..."

"Xiaotong, how did it feel to go up on stage to receive the award?"

"..."

···
Everyone managed to answer the reporters' questions before they were able to leave.

"Teacher Wang, Xiaotong, and Ms. Zeng, let's part ways here and get together again at the celebration banquet."

Chen Hong greeted the group and then led Arthur into the car that had come to pick them up.

"Goodbye, Teacher Wang and Xiaotong."

Zeng Li waved and hurried to the film set.

Not long after the group parted ways, news of it appeared online, and reports quickly followed.

The crew of "The Hunt," which won the Palme d'Or, landed in the capital, while director Tian Xiaole remained in Cannes to deal with copyright issues.

"The main cast of 'The Hunt' returned with a bountiful harvest, and the actors looked radiant..."

···
"Chairman Han, Director Tian has sent word that the copyright for 'Hunting' has been sold in its entirety."

"How many?"

"In addition to domestic and international sales, all overseas items sold for $3630 million, and there was also a re-auction price of 600 million euros."

The secretary reported the received message in detail.

"Great, Xiao Le not only stole the show this time, but also made a great contribution to the internationalization of culture."

Han Sanping was very happy, slapping his thigh and praising her profusely, not forgetting to give instructions:

"Ask Xiao Le when he's coming back. We should also arrange a celebration banquet. It must be a grand affair, and the scale can't be low."

"Okay, Mr. Han."

···
Over the next few days, [The Hunt] finalized contracts with all the film companies, including copyright transfers and remake authorizations.

Although Tian Xiaole has recovered quite a bit from alcohol and women, he still feels somewhat depleted.

Thinking of those two juicers, and that age when I was desperately wanting them, I shook my head helplessly.

No wonder ancient emperors all died young; without restraint and discipline, no one could stand it!

Tian Xiaole packed up and prepared to return to China.

After saying goodbye to the organizers, I boarded a plane back home, carrying the Palme d'Or trophy and certificate.

In first class.

Tian Xiaole summarized his trip to Cannes, saying that apart from being exploited by Chen Hong, his biggest gain was winning China's second Palme d'Or.

Everyone is probably waiting for him to return, and there will definitely be a series of meetings coming up. Given Han Sanping's personality, a celebration banquet should already be being prepared.

Secondly, film copyright prices have reached new highs. Based on the investment ratio, a 7% return has already been achieved, and there's no need to share revenue with theaters.

It's no wonder that directors like Jia Zhangke, Wang Xiaoshuai, and Lou Ye have settled into the realm of art films and are unwilling to try commercial films.

Their films never lose money. They don't need to worry about domestic box office revenue; they sell the rights at major international film festivals, easily getting a 2-3 times return.

But then again, only Tian Xiaole and Zhang Yimou are directors who can successfully balance both award-winning films and commercial films.

(End of this chapter)