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Chapter 182 The Successor to the Baton of Chinese Cinema? (Please Subscribe!)
"Congratulations, Comrade Fusheng! Your two films are about to sweep both the Golden Rooster Awards and the Hundred Flowers Awards this year."

"I would like to express my sincere gratitude to Senior Xia Yan and the judging panel for their care."

“That’s not right. We didn’t intentionally favor you. All the awards your film won today are well-deserved, based on your talent,” Xia Yan emphasized.

"Even so, I imagine the jury must have felt some pressure awarding so many prizes to my film, right?"

"Haha, what is without pressure? As long as we know we are doing the right thing and have a clear conscience, we don't need to pay attention to the pressure from outsiders."

Xia Yan continued, "This same sentiment applies to Comrade Fusheng."

"You awarded me this prize, so of course I have a clear conscience," Chen Fusheng said, his words carrying a double meaning.

After the old man and the young man exchanged a knowing glance, a hearty laugh echoed from the room.

When the laughter stopped, not only did their topics change, but even their way of addressing each other changed.

"Xiao Chen, is this your first time attending a domestic film festival? How does it compare to those abroad?"

"Uh... I think the biggest difference is that domestic awards are for film awards, while the ones I've attended abroad are film festivals."

"What a difference between a film festival and a film award."

Chen Fusheng simply changed one word, and Xia Yan realized the fundamental difference between domestic and foreign film festivals.

This amazed Xia Yan, who couldn't help but give the young man in front of him a thumbs up.

"That's a very good summary. So, Xiao Chen, what do you think are some areas where our film... and awards, still need improvement?"

"I don't have much knowledge about film festivals, so I wouldn't dare to presume to teach Mr. Xia..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xia Yan interrupted him, saying:
"Xiao Chen, don't be modest. Based on your experience at some international film festivals, let's just have a casual chat."

"OK then."

Chen Fusheng had already said the polite words.

Since Xia Yan still wanted to ask,

Then he's about to start showing off... cough cough, let's start chatting casually.

"Mr. Xia, then let me share my personal opinion. If I say anything wrong, just consider it nonsense."

"It's okay, feel free to say anything."

"First of all, I think our film awards are not grand enough..."

"Not grand enough?" Xia Yan was a little puzzled by Chen Fusheng's explanation, because not only did the leaders from the ministry come to participate, but the local government of Xi'an also cooperated from top to bottom. How could it be any more grand?
Seeing that Xia Yan did not understand his meaning, Chen Fusheng further explained:

"Mr. Xia, what I mean by grandeur is the recognition. Although film awards are given to filmmakers, the weight of an award does not depend on the size of the organizer or the recognition of filmmakers, but on the recognition of the people. Therefore, our film awards should not be held behind closed doors, but should be opened to the public so that more people can see them... ideally, the whole country can see them. This will make them more significant, and in turn, our filmmakers will be more motivated to make better films."

Xia Yan originally asked Chen Fusheng for his opinion just to give it a try, but he didn't expect that Chen Fusheng would actually be able to say something.

"Good, very good. Xiao Chen, your analysis of the weight of film awards is very insightful. It turns out that we have been ignoring the power of the media and the importance of the public's recognition of film awards."

Xia Yan continued, "Thank you very much for your suggestion, Xiao Chen. Is there anything else?"

After thinking for a moment, Chen Fusheng offered some insightful observations about the experiences of film festivals in later generations.

He said, "Secondly, I suggest that future awards should not be awarded to multiple films or multiple people for the same award."

The question Chen Fusheng raised had been brought up by many comrades before, so it wasn't anything new. However, Xia Yan wanted to hear Chen Fusheng's reasons.

"Well, this is a question that comrades raise every year. However, many comrades also believe that if two films are both excellent, or even neck and neck, it would be unfair to the other film to award the prize to either one. That's why some awards end up with two or more films receiving the same award. Or, Xiao Chen, do you have any good suggestions?"

"My suggestion is that an award should only be given to one film. If an award is won by multiple films, firstly, it will damage the authority and credibility of the film award itself, and secondly, it will dilute the honor value for the winners. So it is a thankless task."

Seeing that Xia Yan only nodded slightly without speaking, Chen Fusheng continued, "As for situations where two or more films are evenly matched, I believe it's not that the films are evenly matched, but rather that the number of judges supporting each film is evenly matched..."

"Ahem!" Chen Fusheng's words were too blunt, and Xia Yan couldn't help but cough twice.

Chen Fusheng stopped and asked, "Elder Xia, is there a problem with what I said?"

"No, no, please continue."

"Okay, since it's a problem with the judges, then this is easy to solve. We can resolve it by improving the judging rules and regulations."

After waiting a while and seeing that Xia Yan hadn't spoken, Chen Fusheng added, "I'm done speaking."

"Huh? Oh, good."

Xia Yan had just been lost in thought, but not on Chen Fusheng's suggestion; rather, she was considering...

I'm considering whether to hand over the reins of Chinese cinema directly from my own hands to this young man in front of me.

Of course, Xia Yan was startled when this idea popped into his head.

To be honest, this was their first meeting, and they had only talked for less than half an hour.

How could such a thought even come to mind?

Coming to her senses, Xia Yan looked at the young man in front of her again, feeling incredulous.

Of course, he didn't tell Chen Fusheng his thoughts, but instead calmed himself down for a while before finally speaking:

"Xiao Chen, on behalf of the China Film Association, I am formally extending an invitation to you to join us. We hope you will join us so that we can work together to promote Chinese cinema."

"This……"

Chen Fusheng was completely stunned by Xia Yan's sudden invitation to join the membership.

Aren't they discussing suggestions for film awards right now?
Why were they suddenly inviting him to join the Filmmakers Association?
This is quite a dramatic turn of events!
However, Chen Fusheng had actually anticipated this invitation before coming, so it wasn't too surprising.

He just didn't expect there to be no preparation at all.

Of course, once the result is out, even though some of the process was skipped, it's not that important anymore.

His next consideration is whether or not to agree.

But there's really nothing to consider. Given Chen Fusheng's current status, he should have joined the Film Association anyway.

Moreover, according to his plan, he will also get involved in film festivals in the future, so of course the sooner he joins, the better, so that he can gain more say.

Actually, it's quite interesting when you think about it. When he first transmigrated, how could he have imagined that in just three or four years, he would actually be thinking about making a name for himself at film festivals?!

This truly aligns with the old saying—"If you're not in a position of authority, don't meddle in it."

(End of this chapter)