Huayu09: Starting with Hijacking Xiao Shenyang

Everyone looked puzzled.

Chen Mo didn't keep them in suspense.

"Master, the Cannes Film Festival has been held 62 times, and Chinese-language films have only won the Palme d'Or once. Isn't that blatant discrimination? Since they don't like us, why should we bother trying to win them over? I don't want to be a mere companion in the prince's studies!"

Chen Mo bluntly revealed the truth: not only now, but even after more than a decade, he still hasn't been able to touch the Palme d'Or trophy.

Rather than doing that, it would be better to make a grand exit.

He left behind a reputation for integrity.

"Okay, if you don't want to play, then we won't. What's the plan for the future?"

Zhao Benshan did not blame him.

As mentioned at the press conference, do whatever you want, and your master will clean up your mess.

"Breaking ties with Cannes will most likely make me more attractive to the other two film festivals. I'm preparing to take 'Black Coal, Thin Ice' to next year's Berlin Film Festival."

Chen Mo had planned ahead. He remembered that the entries for the 60th Berlin International Film Festival were weak, with the highest score in the festival's daily publication being 3.1, and the Golden Bear winner "Honey" only scoring 2.5. It was considered the best of a bad bunch.

Even if "Black Coal, Thin Ice" doesn't exactly mean a chaotic massacre, it's bound to yield some results; Chen Mo has already presented his pledge of loyalty.

Does it mean you won't say anything?

Also.

Zhang Yimou's "A Simple Noodle Story" has also been shortlisted for the main competition at this year's Berlin Film Festival, where it will be put to the test of professionalism by an authoritative jury.

Get it in one fell swoop!

"In addition, this is how I see it, Master: Berlin is not as strict as Cannes. Films can compete even if they are released in their home country. But if we win an award in Cannes first and then achieve something in Berlin, we will have a double buff. We can save on the publicity costs for 'Black Coal, Thin Ice' and the box office will definitely exceed expectations."

"Attending next year's Berlin Film Festival?!"

Zhao Benshan's voice rose eight octaves.

That brat is really good at scheming.

Jiang Wen was slightly taken aback, then gave a thumbs up in admiration.

"Nephew, tell me what the hell this 'fucking surprise' is all about!"

Liao Fan and Yu Nan clenched their fists excitedly.

He was very disappointed after failing to lift the trophy in Cannes.

I thought I had missed out on one of the three major European tournaments.

Who would have thought.

The director has another trick up his sleeve!

Based on the above calculations, the probability of the two lifting the trophy in Berlin is extremely high.

What a pleasant surprise!

Q: When you have such a great director, what time do you go home?

A: I'll stay by your side at all times!

"Brother, let's postpone the movie for another year, regarding funding..."

Jiang Wen is not only the director but also the producer, so naturally he thinks more than the actors.

An investment of over 1000 million is no small amount.

To be honest, he didn't dare to gamble.

Winning a Cannes award + never being able to enter Cannes in my lifetime = the most powerful publicity gimmick.

Release it now; it's a sure thing.

Even if participating in next year's Berlin event would greatly boost publicity, what if they return empty-handed?

"Black Coal, Thin Ice" will inevitably be ridiculed.

The possibility of losing money is extremely high.

"I'll listen to my apprentice."

Zhao Benshan's answer was concise and to the point.

"Awesome!"

Jiang Wen had nothing to say.

He raised his thumb high again.

Their boldness, their indulgence of their apprentices, and their substantial funds are all impeccable.

With his mentor making such a powerful statement, how could Chen Mo let his master worry and fret?

Nobody's money comes from thin air.

"Old Liu..."

Chen Mo called out softly, but received no response.

"Old Liu!"

Chen Mo called out again.

"Huh? Oh, are you calling me?"

Liu Yifei was still in shock.

He circled his fingers around his nose, looking dazed, confused, and adorably cute.

"Yes, would I dare call General Manager Liu 'Old Liu'?"

Chen Mo rolled his eyes.

Liu Yifei pouted. What kind of boy calls a girl "Old Liu"? Everyone else calls her "Fairy," "XiXi," and some enthusiastic fans even call her "wife."

At once…

That's weird.

"What's wrong?"

Liu Yifei passively accepted the title.

You are a Cannes award-winning screenwriter and a rising art film director, and you're about to compete in Berlin. Call me whatever you want, what can a little girl like me do to resist?

Give me the script.

"oh."

Liu Yifei opened her bag and handed the neatly arranged script to someone.

In an instant, the surroundings were filled with fragrance.

"suck…"

Zhao Si took a deep drag.

Top-tier lung-clearing!

It's really strange that all of a pretty girl's things smell nice.

"Master, 'Black Coal, Thin Ice' will be released in a while, and our Zhao family troupe can't sit idle. I've written another script, take a look."

Chen Mo's meaning is not hard to guess.

Use this movie to recoup losses for the company and my mentor.

"You've written another screenplay?!"

Zhao Benshan was shocked and asked in return.

quiet!

The scene was deathly silent.

Three seconds later.

Jiang Wen was the first to react and snatched the script away.

"Project Gutenberg?! A martial arts film?!"

Turn to page 1 of the script.

"hiss…"

I excitedly turned to page 2.

"Hiss..."

Then it's page 3 and page 4.

"Hiss hiss hiss..."

After skimming through it once, Jiang Wen looked at Chen Mo, then looked back at the script, and repeated this process several times.

Great notebook!

Excellent notebook!

The plot is intricately linked, with twists and turns in Chen Mo's story, leaving the identity of the painter uncertain until the very last second.

Truly a genius!

Also.

Such a detailed process for making counterfeit money.

What's going on?

"Hoo..." Jiang Wen took a deep breath and asked in shock, "Xiao Mo, how do you know how to print US dollars?!"

"I read it in a book."

"Bullshit! Which book ever wrote that?!"

"Uh..." Chen Mo was momentarily speechless, so he could only feign innocence and ask, "Uncle Wen, US dollars aren't printed like this, are they?"

"You've already printed it out!"

Jiang Wen took out the US dollar bills tucked inside the script and shook them in mid-air.

He looked so excited.

This is incredible!

Chen Mo turned and glared at Liu Yifei.

Why are you leaving the things I gave you lying around?

Liu Yifei shrank her neck and quickly lowered her head.

They were thinking that including the sample in the script would make it more convincing.

Bad man!

Why are you being so fierce?

"Uncle Wen, this is what I drew, but I don't think it looks very similar."

Chen Mo glared at him and lied.

"You...I...fuck you."

Even the usually arrogant Jiang Wen had to admit one thing.

Chen Mo's painting skills are slightly better than his.

The storyboard manuscripts from before are still treasured in the most prominent place in his study.

What is meant to be hung on the wall for display?

fart!

Who hung it on the wall?!

"Hey bro, let me take a look at the script."

Zhao Benshan was already impatient. What kind of book had his little apprentice written that had caused such a loss of composure among the bigwigs in Beijing's elite circles?

"Wait a minute, bro, let me take another look at the details. Xiao Mo probably drew inspiration from 'The Usual Suspects'."

"You've been watching for over 10 minutes, bro, it's my turn now."

Zhao Benshan grabbed a corner of the script and pulled it over.

Jiang Wen, however, refused to let go.

The two brothers started playing with a large saw in full view of everyone.

Everyone became even more curious.

What kind of book is it?

Director Chen, I want to act in this!

……

……

Because of a falling out with the Cannes Film Festival, everyone skipped the dinner and took the next available flight back to China.

at the same time.

The domestic news media went completely crazy.

Shocking! 18-year-old Cannes-winning director, what do you think, Mr. Zhang?

"Black Coal, Thin Ice" wins Best Screenplay at Cannes; Director Chen may become Chen Kaige's successor.

Director Chen emerges as the biggest winner, lifting the Cannes trophy at age 18.

The only true god of Chinese-language films, Black Coal, Thin Ice

All reports are praising Chen Mo and portraying him as the hope of Chinese-language cinema, the strongest successor to the Palme d'Or-winning director, and even the crew of "A Simple Noodle Story" is trying to ride on the coattails of the Cannes Best Screenplay award.

however!

The entertainment industry's euphoria didn't last long. News came back from Cannes that Chen Mo publicly criticized the jury for rigging the prize money and vowed never to enter Cannes again.

Everyone was completely bewildered.

This... is too much of a complacent attitude.

They cross the river and then destroy the bridge, they use the millstone and then discard the donkey—that's the Cannes Film Festival!

Others want it but can't have it, yet you don't know how to cherish it.

Chen Mo, come back quickly and explain yourself!

Reporters eagerly awaited the arrival of the Beijing airport, which was surrounded by cameras and microphones.