Huayu Tianxian: This director is such a hypocrite!

Chapter 106 Cocktail Party and Invitations from Colleagues

"Director Ye! Director Ye! Please say something!"

"Tony! Come on! Look here!"

In the Palais des Festivals interview area, Ye Chong held a suit in one hand and used the other to shake hands with filmmakers who approached him from time to time.

As for the reporters in the distance, there's no rush.

Behind him, Yifei, her face glowing, held the flying silver lion in her two small hands.

Unfortunately, Yifei's current strength is insufficient, and Silver Lion did not feel any heavy weight.

Ye Chong glanced back and made a decision in his heart.

Upon arriving at the interview area, Yifei returned the silver lion, and Ye Chong, holding the silver lion, stood in front of the camera with neither arrogance nor servility.

"Director Ye, how do you feel about winning the Silver Lion?"

Reporters would always ask this kind of question, and Ye Chong was not only not annoyed, but actually quite happy.

He raised an eyebrow and shook the trophy in his hand vigorously: "I'm quite happy."

"Click click click click—"

"Director Ye."

"Director Ye, what is your relationship with Liu Yifei? Why was she in Venice, and in your film crew?"

Ye Chong glanced at the familiar "eyes" logo and frowned slightly.

Old Cao, Old Cao, your reporters are definitely more discerning.

"Well—we're good friends. This time, Yifei received an invitation from Venice to attend the ceremony, since you know how popular she is. But, in Venice, I'm the only person she knows. So—"

Ye Chong shrugged, indicating that it was that simple.

"Is it really that simple? You two have had quite a few rumors circulating back home!"

Ye Chong glared at him with wide eyes: "The rumors aren't true, so what else do you want? To force us to be a couple?"

"Hahaha----"

On the other side, Yifei and the rest of the crew were asked almost the same questions, with only one exception—

Gong Li.

Gong Li still exudes a powerful aura under the camera, with a faint smile on her face. Even after losing in Venice, her expression remains unchanged.

But the reporter's first question was quite pointed.

"Gong Li, you chose 'A Search for a Geisha' instead of 'The Geisha.' Will you regret it?"

"Why do you regret it?" Gong Li frowned slightly.

"Because it's a Hollywood movie." The Chinese reporter got angry, as if trying to prove something, "Because it's a Spielberg movie, he's a world-class director, the director who made 'E.T.,' 'Men in Black,' 'Jurassic Park,' and 'Schindler's List.'"

"So what?" Gong Li raised her chin, her aura of a domineering boss gradually emanating from her. "No matter how outstanding he is, what does it have to do with me? Can't I freely choose which movie to make?"

"What I mean is—you might just win a Golden Globe for Best Actress for 'Geisha'!"

"Heh—" Gong Li sized up the Chinese reporter, his eyes filled with undisguised disdain: "Geisha"

I played a supporting role, thank you.

The reporter blushed and shouted without any mercy, "Then you'll regret it when you win the Oscar, just watch as Zhang wins it."

"It's a deal!" Gong Li raised her head.

If she still didn't know whose subordinate the person in front of her was, she might as well give up her career in the entertainment industry.

"Next question!"

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"Ooh ooh ooh ooh!"

"Click click click click—"

A commotion arose in the distance; it turned out that Ye Chong and Li An were in the same frame.

Half an hour later————

Venice dinner.

Holding a dinner party at midnight is actually very inappropriate, as midnight is the body's natural rest time.

But there was no other way; the celebrities, especially the actresses, started preparing at 4 p.m. They not only ate very little, but they also couldn't bring any food with them.

"Next time, I'll prepare some snacks for you."

In the brightly lit hall, a group of filmmakers, sipping champagne, chatted freely.

On the table by the wall, however, a completely different scene unfolds.

In front of Yifei were bowls and plates filled with various snacks, such as seafood and pastries, while the red wine beside her seemed more like something to rinse her mouth with.

"Sister, are you listening to me?"

Ye Chong sat next to her, eating a bowl of spaghetti with a fork.

Female celebrities have to be more mindful of their image, but it's different for male celebrities.

Their behavior wasn't exactly bizarre, but it was certainly quite unusual.

"Mmm—I'm eating! I'll slurp it up after I finish eating." Yifei chewed her food, not wanting to talk to anyone right now.

"Director Ye!"

"Oh?"

Ye Chong picked up his red wine, stood up, and clinked glasses with Li An, who was also holding a glass of red wine.

"Director Ye."

"Hello, Heath Ledger."

"Hey, Ye."

Hello Annie.

At the dining table, Chen Zhixi, who was eating rice next to Yifei, lit up. She took a tissue from the table to wipe her mouth, and then stood up with a glass of red wine.

"Director Ye, is he not as good as your colleagues this time?"

"Golden Horse?" Ye Chong asked, his eyes filled with doubt.

"Um----"

The two talked and slowly walked away from the place. The actors behind them watched from a distance but did not follow.

"Annie, Ledger!"

Chen Zhixi joined their discussion. "What are you two talking about?"

"bite"

With a clinking of glasses, Annie took a sip of red wine and looked at Heath Ledger, who didn't hide anything: "We were talking about Ye. He's really talented; the Chinese-language films he directs are ones that we can all understand."

"Didn't you understand it before?"

Heath Ledger looked slightly embarrassed. Anne blinked and explained, "We don't have much contact, Chen. We only occasionally watch films competing at film festivals, and most of the films at festivals glorify suffering. You know, like 'Blind Shaft' and 'Red Sorghum'—"

"And 'Ju Dou'," Heath Ledger added.

Okay! There's really no way around that.

Chen Zhixi looked somewhat embarrassed. Praising suffering and reflecting reality are the common characteristics of the 4th and 5th generations.

If a great director doesn't direct a movie like this, then he really can't be considered a great director.

"However, Ye's film is very good. Not only is it very new, but the visual language also has a Zhang style."

Annie steered the conversation back on track.

Chen Zhixi smiled slightly: "Zhang is Ye's senior brother, so naturally I've consulted him." (Actually, he was just learning from her.)

"Is that so?" Heath Ledger thought for a moment, then suddenly changed the subject, "Chen, do you know if there's any connection between the flying leaves of Miracles and the flying leaves of China?"

"Beautiful Card Leaf?" Chen Zhixi's eyes lit up, and she nodded affirmatively. "You guessed right, it's Ye's company!"

"Jesus!!!"

"Oh my god!"

Their exclamations drew many glances. Chen Zhixi tilted her head slightly, peering out suspiciously, and asked, "Is something wrong?"

"Yes, you know he registered a lot of scripts on MiracleCard, right?"

Chen Zhixi nodded slightly, not understanding what Annie meant. Didn't Chongdi go to register an animated film?

"Good heavens, his 'Manchester by the Sea' is now number ninety-ninth on the blacklist, and it hasn't even been released yet!"

"this one?"

Chen Zhixi didn't understand what they were so excited about, so she turned her head and looked around.

While Sisi was still eating, Ye Chong suddenly had another person by his side?

With serious business at hand, Chen Zhixi put aside her idol-chasing thoughts and got up to go to the window.

Before I even got close, I heard Chongdi's voice.

"Old Master Gong, you must save me!"

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