This director is so innocent.

Chapter 93 Nomination and Spring Night

4 month 19 day.

On this day, almost all the entertainment media reporters sat in front of their computers, hoping to get firsthand information about the nominees for the main competition at the 60th Cannes Film Festival.

At 10 o'clock, the list of film nominees was released.

The media reporters were initially surprised when they saw the shortlist, and then they were overjoyed.

Jiang Wen's new film "The Sun Also Rises," which had been generating a lot of buzz, was surprisingly not nominated.

Hou Hsiao-hsien's new film "Red Balloon," which has been nominated for the Cannes main competition six times, also suffered a setback.

Hold----

This is such a damn surprise!

They don't care who's nominated or not; it's better if no one is nominated, so they can create even bigger news.

Most importantly, Su Jin, a novice director who was previously underestimated, was nominated.

What's this called?

White and red banknotes.

They've already come up with a title.

"New director Su Jin beats out Jiang Wen and Hou Xiaoxian to be nominated for the Cannes Film Festival."

"New director Su Jin is representing China at the Cannes Film Festival."

They grew increasingly excited; some opened the text editor and started writing, some put on their equipment to go find Su Jin, and some called their journalist friends in Taiwan, asking them to be sure to get a copy of any interviews with Hou Xiaoxian.

When Su Jin finished filming a scene, she saw Xiao Ying rushing over.

"Boss, a lot of reporters have come outside and want to interview you."

"Why would you interview me?" Su Jin asked, puzzled. Today wasn't a media day!

Media visit day is when the production team invites reporters to visit the set, interview them, share their thoughts on the characters, take photos, and promote the production.

After all, a TV series takes at least three or four months to film, and the actors will definitely have to make occasional appearances in between, otherwise everyone will forget about them.

"Boss, didn't you know? I heard that your film 'The Coffin in the Mountain' has been selected for the main competition at the Cannes Film Festival," Xiaoying explained.

Su Jin grinned. "Let them in. Go prepare some small gifts. I'll go talk to Director Wang."

Xiaoying nodded in agreement and turned to make the arrangements. She knew what the little gift was.

By this time, news that Su Jin's film had been shortlisted for the main competition at the Cannes Film Festival had already spread throughout the film crew.

On the way to find Wang Ying, staff members kept congratulating him, and the main cast members were no exception.

"Brother Wang, I—"

Before Su Jin could finish speaking, Wang Ying interrupted her, saying, "I know about it. Congratulations on making it to Cannes. Go now! Otherwise, those reporters will say you're acting like a big shot before you're even famous."

"Thanks, Brother Wang."

We arrived at the press reception area.

Goodness, there were more than ten media reporters present.

Sina Weibo, NetEase, Beijing News, Entertainment Live, Southern Weekly —

When the reporters saw the person in question arrive, they all became agitated, abandoning their tea and cigarettes, grabbing microphones and pushing forward.

Seeing this, the staff members nearby quickly joined hands to form a human wall, blocking Su Jin's way.

"Su Jin, what are your thoughts on being nominated for Cannes?"

"Su Jin, what are your thoughts on the fact that renowned directors Jiang Wen and Hou Xiaoxian were not selected for Cannes?"

Media reporters held microphones in front of Su Jin, chattering and asking questions incessantly.

But Su Jin had no patience and said with a smile, "Dear reporters, please don't rush, let's take it one by one."

Once they quieted down, Su Jin pointed to the reporter from Southern Weekly and said, "You go first."

The young reporter from Southern Weekly was secretly delighted. His senior was right; Su Jin really did like them.

"Director Su, what are your thoughts on being nominated for Cannes?"

"I feel very lucky, thank you to the jury for selecting my film."

The young reporter wanted to ask another question, but Su Jin raised her hand to stop him and called over a reporter from the Beijing News.

"Director Su, what are your thoughts on 'The Coffin in the Mountain' being selected for the main competition at the Cannes Film Festival, while works by directors Jiang Wen and Hou Hsiao-hsien were not selected?" a reporter from the Beijing News asked directly.

Su Jin smiled, thinking to herself that this was indeed a sharp question, but she remained calm on the surface.

"Every film has its own characteristics and value. Being shortlisted or not being selected does not fully represent the quality of a film."

Both Jiang Wen and Hou Xiaoxian are excellent directors, and their works are of high artistic quality.

I believe this setback is only temporary, and they will definitely produce more and better works in the future.

Upon hearing Su Jin's answer, the reporters at the scene exchanged smiles; they had come up with a good headline.

Other reporters also began asking questions, mostly focusing on the creative process of "The Coffin in the Mountain," its thematic expression, and Su Jin's personal film philosophy.

Su Jin answered each question one by one, demonstrating his professionalism and affability.

"Friends reporters, take care! Don't forget your little gift before you go back."

While Su Jin was answering reporters' questions, news of the Cannes Film Festival's shortlist had already appeared online.

"Cannes Film Festival nominations announced: Jiang Wen and Hou Xiaoxian not selected; newcomer director Su Jin takes up the mantle of Chinese-language cinema."

"Cannes Film Festival nominations announced, veteran filmmakers collectively disappear, a new era is dawning."

"A new generation replaces the old; Jiang Wen and Hou Xiaoxian were not selected, while new director Su Jin made it into the main competition of Cannes."

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Zhao Shan reacted quickly. As soon as she learned that Su Jin had been shortlisted, she arranged for her subordinates to write and release a press release, and she also hired a lot of online trolls to promote the event.

When interviewed by a reporter, Jiang Wen only said one short sentence: "Success depends on man, but planning depends on fate. Everything has its destiny."

In addition to announcing the shortlist, it was also mentioned that Wong Kar-wai's film "My Blueberry Nights" will be the opening film of this year's Cannes Film Festival.

The media touted this as the first time in the 60-year history of the Cannes Film Festival that a film by a Chinese director had been chosen as the opening film.

Yes, it's a Chinese film.

Because "My Blueberry Nights" is not a Chinese-language film, but a purely English-language film, and there are no Chinese people in it.

The investors are French.

By the way, Diao Yinan's "Night Train" and Li Yang's "Blind Mountain" were shortlisted for the "Un Certain Regard" section.

One type of focus is to provide a platform for new directors who have not yet gained widespread recognition to showcase their talents.

Unlike the main competition section of the film festival, the Un Certain Regard section focuses more on discovering and supporting new directors and encouraging innovative and experimental films.

This year, the jury chair for this section is Section Chief Jia.

Being shortlisted for the Cannes Film Festival may seem impressive, but it actually does absolutely nothing to boost one's reputation.

Laymen don't care who made the cut at all, and media reporters treat it as a minor news item to liven things up.

If you win the Palme d'Or, then it's a different story.

These days, national confidence is severely lacking, and there is a serious problem of worshipping foreign things. If a Chinese person surpasses a foreign expert to win the highest award in Cannes, the media will go crazy and write about it extensively.

You might even get a few seconds of screen time on CCTV's midday news program, "News 30 Minutes".

After the interview, Su Jin received a call from Zuo Shandiao, who didn't say anything else but told her to guard against arrogance and impetuosity, to be low-key in her personal life, and to be high-profile in her work.

Some friends who heard the news also sent congratulatory messages.

"Brother Jin, you are the best, the best in the whole world. Just wondering, can I go to Cannes now?" This was a message from Sister Xia.

"Su Jin, you're amazing! When are you going to let me be your leading lady and let me go to Cannes too?" This is Yang Mi's comment.

"Are you free tonight? I've recently started learning yoga." This was from architect Jiang.

"Ah Jin, congratulations on entering the hall of art and realizing your dream. This is my hotel room number."

This belongs to Sister Ge.

"Su Jin, congratulations on being nominated for the Cannes Film Festival." This was from Tangtang.

There are many others, such as Ning Hao, Liu Hua, Huang Bo, and so on.

In addition, Yahuazi also sent him a text message.

The message was very simple, containing only three words.

"congratulations."

Su Jin replied to them one by one and then went back to filming.

Nighttime, hotel room.

Under the dim yellow light, a man and a woman sat facing each other.

It wasn't just that the man told a joke that made the woman opposite him laugh so hard she was shaking.

"Su Jin, I didn't know you had a sense of humor."

That's right, the man is Su Jin, and the one opposite him is Gao Yuanyuan.

This is Gao Yuanyuan's room, of course not for discussing scripts. Who would discuss scripts in the middle of the night? That's insane.

Instead, Gao Yuanyuan said he had been shortlisted for the main competition at Cannes and wanted to celebrate with him.

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Therefore, he sprayed himself with some perfume before coming.

"There are many things you haven't discovered. I also have a special skill; would you like to see it?" Su Jin's lips curled up slightly, a sly glint in her eyes.

"Special skill? What is it? Show it to me." Gao Yuanyuan looked like a curious child, so innocent that it was hard to deceive her.

"Do you really want to see it?" Su Jin asked deliberately, drawing out her voice.

Gao Yuanyuan was slightly taken aback. Looking at Su Jin's ambiguous smile, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind, and she instantly understood what Su Jin was talking about.

Her face flushed red instantly, and she spat at Su Jin, saying coquettishly, "You rascal!"

She wasn't some naive and ignorant young girl who had never experienced anything, so she naturally understood the deeper meaning behind Su Jin's words.

The reason I didn't react immediately was simply because I hadn't thought of it for a moment.

Su Jin looked at Gao Yuanyuan, who was bowing her head slightly and looking shy, and her smile became even brighter.

He felt that something wonderful was bound to happen tonight.

Otherwise, what he just said wouldn't have been a half-shy, half-angry scolding, but a shout: "Get out!"

"Sister Yuanyuan." Su Jin said, taking Gao Yuanyuan's small hand in hers. Gao Yuanyuan did not struggle, but the blush on her cheeks turned even redder.

Upon seeing this, Su Jin immediately placed her other hand on it and began to play with it.

You know what, these little hands are so soft, even softer than tofu. They would look even better if left there.

Su Jin didn't speak again, but raised her hand and ran it through Gao Yuanyuan's hair, gently stroking the back of her neck.

His movements were very gentle, but Gao Yuanyuan froze, even stopping her breathing. Her heart pounded wildly, like a deer caught in a trap.

Deep down, there was a longing in her heart, a longing to be touched by Su Jin, yet also a fear of being touched.

Su Jin smiled and gently kissed Gao Yuanyuan's red lips.

His strength was just right, and Gao Yuanyuan quickly responded, her two slender arms slowly climbing up Su Jin's neck.

Her eyes were slightly narrowed, and her eyelashes were slightly curled, fluttering like butterfly wings, which was very charming.

"Yuanyuan, do you like it when I kiss you?" Su Jin whispered in Gao Yuanyuan's ear, her tone suggestive.

Gao Yuanyuan shuddered, her cheeks flushed, her eyes glazed over, and she couldn't help but let out an alluring moan.

She didn't answer, but that was an admission.

Su Jin naturally understood what this meant, picked her up, and walked to the bedside.

Gao Yuanyuan leaned against him, her body soft and warm, which made Su Jin involuntarily quicken his pace.

"Clatter".

Gao Yuanyuan's high heels fell off, revealing a pair of fair feet.

Su Jin placed Gao Yuanyuan on the bed, planted a light kiss on her forehead, then on her nose, and finally on her red lips—

Soon, a graceful body appeared and disappeared in the light, beautiful and moving.

It must be said that Gao Yuanyuan has a great figure, especially her voluptuousness, which is simply perfect.

Su Jin's Adam's apple bobbed, preparing for her next move.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Gao Yuanyuan gasped in surprise, hurriedly pulling the blanket over herself, her face flushed.

"Damn it!" Su Jin cursed directly.

Why are you knocking on someone's door in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?

He was about to ask who was outside when he suddenly realized this wasn't his room, so he turned to look at Gao Yuanyuan.

Gao Yuanyuan understood Su Jin's meaning and shouted, "Who is it!"

"Sister Yuanyuan, it's me."

A little girl's voice drifted into the room.

Su Jin recognized the voice as Gao Yuanyuan's assistant.

"What's wrong, Yanzi?" Gao Yuanyuan called out.

"Sister Yuanyuan, Sister Juan asked you to call her back."

Sister Juan, whose full name is Huang Juan, is a broker at Da Mei Yuan.

"Okay, go back to sleep now!" Gao Yuanyuan muttered to herself, "Why did you call Yanzi to find her?"

She reached for her phone on the bedside table and saw that it was out of battery. She pulled back the covers to get a spare battery.

As soon as she got up, she felt a void in her body and realized that Su Jin had taken off all her clothes. She screamed and quickly hid under the covers.

Gao Yuanyuan looked at Su Jin, about to ask him to help her get the batteries from the table, when she saw Su Jin sitting casually in the chair, looking at her with a smile.

What's there to be shy about!

Su Jin picked up the battery from the table, got up and went to the bed. "Here you go."

Seeing that Da Meiyuan was still curled up in bed and wouldn't come out, he said again, "Batteries."

Two or three seconds later, a fair arm stretched out from under the covers. Su Jin put the battery in her hand and took the opportunity to slip under the covers.

"what!"

A scream rang out, followed by a silvery laugh.

"Su Jin, stop it, let me finish my call," Gao Yuanyuan pleaded.

Su Jin smiled and stopped what she was doing.

Gao Yuanyuan removed the battery, replaced it with a new one, and then called her agent.