I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

  Chapter 558 556. Holding hands

  At 10 o'clock in the morning, Xu Xin entered the broadcast of "Sword Rain".

   In all fairness, this film is really not bad.

  The main reason is that the flavor of martial arts is very strong. From the audience's point of view, although the plot of this film is slightly weak, it is indeed very good-looking.

   Especially the magician's rope, Xu Xin was surprised to see it.

  The scene of the rope being thrown into the sky and the person climbing up really caught his eyes.

  As for the remains of Rama, and the story about the old **** wanting to become a man... In fact, don’t worry about it, after all, the villain always needs an obsession.

   What's more, Big S's figure looks really good.

  But it’s not very professional.

  If you know how to shoot, can’t you shoot more?

   But anyway, the film is really good.

  In his eyes, the director should like Buddhist culture very much, or he himself is a Buddhist.

  The entire core of "Sword Rain" is actually just two words.

   Degreeization.

   Or take it apart and talk about whether it is to save others or to save yourself.

  The lines of Mr. You Benchang, as well as Li Guishou played by Jin Shijie, and the theory of causal cycle full of Buddhist classics all prove the excellence of this film.

  Xu Xin looked very satisfied.

   This is a work that is truly full of martial arts flavor and covers some wonderful knowledge in religion.

  Perfectly put on the shell of love, hatred and killing in the world, showing the proposition of Buddhism to everyone.

   Really good.

  The 2-hour time was over, and it was 12 o'clock. He walked out of the movie theater and asked Ai Qing next to him:

   "What shall we eat today?"

   While talking, he took out his mobile phone, intending to change the mobile phone that was adjusted to silent before entering the venue into a ringtone.

  But as soon as he took out the phone, he suddenly froze...

  More than ten missed calls, more than ten messages.

   Looking at the missed calls, there are calls from Zhong Changyou, Yang Mi, and Qi Lei, including several unknown phone numbers.

   Except for people like Zhong Changyou, Yang Mi, and Qi Lei, the information is also some unfamiliar numbers.

  The beginning is self-introduction. We are XX magazine. We got our number from so-and-so, so it is not convenient for Fang to accept interviews.

   You know, this is Xu Xin's private number.

   is not a job number.

  He doesn’t have an agent, and he doesn’t have a team. Usually, when someone comes to him, he either calls Yang Mi, or finds the company. There is really very little news about this on his private mobile phone number.

   "?"

what's the situation?

  With doubts, Xu Xin clicked on Yang Mi's dialog box:

   "Brother, can you make such a big commotion just by eating a pizza?"

   "I'm really convinced."

   "A lot of people are looking for you. I pushed all the ones I could, and I pushed the ones I couldn't to Mengmeng's phone. You watch over there to make appointments."

   "This matter is done well, come back and reward you!"

   "Hey~"

  ? ? ?

  A Yang, you are talking about Shen Mo~

  He was confused, at this time, Su Meng also said:

   "Brother Xu... I just saw the greeting from Sister Mi. There are... 1, 2, 3... 11 media here from the company, and they want to interview you."

"ah?"

  Xu Xin was even more confused.

  Intuition told him that something must have happened, but he had no idea what was going on.

  He quickly exited the chat box with his wife, and then saw Qi Lei's:

   "The interview was awesome. The factory has just finished a meeting, and it has already been decided. Regardless of whether we can win the prize or not, "The Hawthorn Tree" will be released at 0:00 on December 23, just in time for Christmas."

   "Let's fix the file here, don't worry."

  Interview?

  Which one did you say?

  I participated in several of them.

   Then he found the message from Zhong Changyou.

   "Director Xu, many Italian media hope to interview you."

   "Your interview in Southern Weekly suddenly became popular!"

   "Reply after reading "Sword Rain"."

   "Director Xu, there may be a lot of reporters coming these days, we have to pay attention. The Italian media is much more troublesome than our domestic ones."

   "Director Xu, call me back after watching the movie."

  After a few messages, Xu Xin was already full of question marks.

  What does it mean that the "Southern Weekly" interview suddenly became popular?

   He was puzzled and called Zhong Changyou.

   And the call is connected in almost seconds:

   "Hey, Director Xu, have you finished reading it!?"

   "Yeah, brother Zhong... what's the situation? I think not only you, but also other people send me messages, what's going on?"

"Is such that…"

   "..."

   About a minute later, Xu Xin, whose eyes were full of mosquito coils, tentatively concluded:

   "That is to say, this interview was brought up by someone...the topic of not adding pineapple to pizza has become popular in China."

"right."

   "The Italian embassy sent a message thanking me?"

"right."

   "Then the media here knew about the situation?"

"Yes! And they responded very quickly. Maybe they think that they have a lot of face about this matter, and let more than one billion of us know about it... So the reaction is very fast! I have received many calls just now , all want to interview us."

   "..."

   Xu Xin scratched his head subconsciously.

  Obviously just one day...

  But why does it feel like a lot of things have happened?

this…

   "Director Xu, are you coming back now?"

   "Uh... just going to eat."

   "Then let's meet at the hotel after dinner? This kind of thing is a good thing! Director Xu, with the media publicity, Venice will definitely increase the number of movie screenings, and our chances of winning the prize may be greater!"

  Zhong Changyou's voice was full of excitement.

   There was no reason, Xu Xin remembered something.

   That's the phrase "If you are hot, you will die"...

   It should be...not so, right?

  The review team of the film festival still looks at the quality of the film, and the word-of-mouth of the audience and film critics may not be of reference to them.

   But he didn't say that.

  No offense.

   responded:

   "Okay, then I'll go back after dinner."

  The phone hung up. Under the curious gazes of Su Meng and Ai Qing, after Xu Xin had roughly explained the matter, Su Meng had already started to read Weibo on her mobile phone.

   And Ai Qing also nodded, and said with a little sigh:

   "As an Italian-American, I can understand this feeling. The culture of my hometown is recognized by a foreign country... let alone being recognized by so many people. Director Xu, thank you!"

  Her eyes are full of sincerity.

  But when Xu Xin was thanked by her, his face was full of inexplicable expressions.

   Not directed at her.

   But the matter itself is a bit outrageous.

  He just told what he saw and gained... Who knows why such a storm suddenly broke out?

   Amazing Italy…

  …

  The choice for lunch ended up in a small restaurant called "ALCOVO".

  It is next to the fish market. According to Ai Qing, it has the freshest ingredients in Venice.

   is also the most authentic local taste.

  After two days of contact, Ai Qing also knew that what Xu Xin wanted to see, eat and experience was the most traditional culture in Venice.

  So whether it’s tourists or people from the upper middle class, those restaurants are not in her consideration.

  If you want to go, eat the daily food of the locals and experience the most ordinary life in this water city.

  During lunch, there are quite a lot of people in the restaurant.

  Xu Xin was worried at first that he would be recognized.

   But it turns out he was thinking too much.

  This tavern is full of local guests, and there are hardly any outside faces.

   It is true that the two Asian faces came here to be surrounded by people, but Xu Xin knew when he saw the clothes of these guests... They should all be busy people with work during the day, and some even wore rain boots on this sunny day.

   Presumably they are all people from the nearby market.

   And looking at the dishes on other people's tables, they are all large in quantity, but a little rough in appearance. It is also not as leisurely as walking all the way and seeing people drinking wine, gesturing and chatting on the outdoor seats of coffee shops or restaurants.

  It is common to eat with one's head down, expressing hunger to the fullest.

   When Xu Xin and the others arrived, these people just looked at it, and then continued to cook.

   It’s like a house of flies in China. Many people come here to fill their stomachs... The Venice Film Festival doesn’t seem to have any communication with the laborers in this water city.

   But there are more or less...

   Right after the three of Xu Xin were seated, Ai Qing set her sights on the TV above the counter in the restaurant.

  The sound of the TV is intertwined with the sound of the collision of knives and forks in the restaurant.

   Even sometimes overwhelm the sound of knives and forks.

  Ai Qing has never seen the owner of the food stall selling pizza in front of the University of Venice.

  So, I didn't know that the person interviewed by the reporter on TV at this moment was the one who inspired Director Xu.

  But after she listened to the interview inside, her face gradually became weird.

   "Director Xu."

"Um?"

  Looking at the side in a "glance" way... Xu Xin, who seemed to be either uncle, nephew, or father and son's two thick-knuckle Italians who were wolfing down their meals, came back to his senses:

"how?"

  Ai Qing didn't speak, but just pointed in the direction of the TV.

"Well…"

   Xu Xin turned his head and was taken aback suddenly:

   "Huh?... isn't he... Mengmeng, is he the owner of that shop?"

   While studying the menu of this restaurant, Su Meng, who was typing these words with her mobile phone to see what they meant, also raised her head.

  She also froze for a while, then nodded vigorously:

   "It's him, it's him! Brother Xu, it's him."

   "..."

  Xu Xinhaoxuan sang the phrase "Our friend, little Nezha".

  Xin said what song are you singing at this time?

   Then I observed that standing in front of the eye-catching signboard of the food stall, the Italian boss who had to wear gloves to smoke was muttering to the reporter, not knowing what he was talking about.

   Soon, about twenty or thirty seconds later, the interview ended.

  The two looked at Ai Qing at the same time.

"He said... he can probably guess that Xu, that is, Director Xu, and others are tourists who came here to participate in the film festival. Said that you don't seem to know much about Italian food, and your companion, Brother Zhong, asked him Is there any pizza that tastes similar to Pizza Hut. He was offended at first, but your eyes are very special..."

   "..."

  Xu Xin's mouth twitched...

“So he said he was going to give you a perfect margherita. Then he just followed the traditional margherita recipe from his grandmother and gave you it. You looked satisfied and recommended the pizza to lost your friend.

   Bought 4 pizzas in total, but he only charged for 3 of them. He said that you are a very special guest, traditional Italian pizza is the most delicious pizza, he does not want money, but treats you as a friend.

  This is an Italian tradition. If we meet next time, he will invite you and that beautiful lady to his house as a guest and eat the dishes cooked by his wife. I believe you will love traditional Italian food even more..."

   "..."

  I don’t know why, but after listening to Ai Qing’s translation, he felt that the Italians planned to bring him out to establish a typical sense of déjà vu.

  Obviously I’m just eating pizza without pineapple for the first time.

  Who told my prodigal daughter to eat Pizza Hut Seafood Supreme after eating pizza...

   Never give me a chance to order another pizza.

  But why...the banner of "Sino-Italian friendship" was suddenly shouldered?

   I just can't refute it myself.

  In case he says something like "actually the pizza tastes so-so" or "I'm not interested in Italian food" or something...

  How much this group of people love him now, how much they want to kill him then...

   Besides, brother, why did you invite me and that lady?

   Have you misunderstood something?

  Ah this...

   There was a faint chill on his back, and it seemed that he was full of weird eyes when someone put a knife on his neck.

   Finally nodded:

"All right."

   After a reply, a thought popped into his mind.

  This interview... it's best not to let my sister see it.

   Otherwise, it is really easy to cause misunderstanding.

   In the future, I have to keep a little distance from Sister Immortal, if there is any scandal or something, it will be over... By the way, "The Hawthorn" should also be over, right?

   I don’t know what Aunt Liu’s opinion is after watching this movie?

  …

9:00.

  The entrance of the Malibrane Theater.

  Liu Xiaoli stood in the crowd, looked at the front and back teams, and said:

   "Are these people who watched our movie?"

"right."

  Liu Yifei nodded:

  "The Venice screenings are only held in the cinema, and the cinema on their side is not large. Those surprise films, as well as other films that are not in the main competition unit, are all watched in the cinema.

  In order to show respect for the main competition unit, all the film carousels of the main competition unit are played in historic theaters like Venice, or in some qualified large venues. Fixed time, fixed session. "

   "..."

  After Liu Xiaoli nodded to express her understanding, she suddenly sighed with emotion:

"well…"

"What's the matter?"

"…fine."

  Shaking her head at her daughter, she continued to stand in the queue and wait for the ticket check-in.

   Just this morning, Zhong Changyou sent someone to send the latest comments about "The Hawthorn Tree".

  The score of "The Hawthorn Tree" has risen again by 0.1 points, and it is already on the same level as "Black Swan".

  In addition, the total number of evaluations exceeded 4,000.

  The number of evaluations of "Black Swan" is 7000 people.

   It can be said that in terms of gold content, 7,000 people have maintained "Black Swan" with a score of 8.8 for two days. Compared with the opening of the first day, less than 100 people scored 8.7, and on the third day, 4,000 people gave 8.8...

   Can't say who is higher.

   But at least it proves that the two films are already on the same level in terms of audience taste and artistic aesthetics.

   Moreover, there is an additional data today.

  It is a voting prediction initiated by fans themselves on the forum of the Venice Film Festival.

  Among them, in the category of "Best Actress", the number of votes for the daughter to win the best actress is 82 votes.

Ranked third.

  The first place is Natalie Portman, 179 votes.

  The second place is Arianne Labede with 95 votes.

  Although it seems that Natalie Portman is the best... If it is purely based on the number of votes, it seems that the best actress has already been decided.

   But... you know, that's Hollywood.

  Liu Xiaoli, who was born in 1959, actually has the faults of that generation. Under her inherent thinking, when some domestic and foreign comparisons come, she will also have a guilty conscience.

   This is the imprint of the times. After all, in their growth experience, whether it is the United States or Hollywood... Their strength is really an existence that people of other eras cannot understand.

   It's like talking about the Soviet Union with young people now. Most people's perception of the Soviet Union's strength is only on paper.

   I don’t even understand how terrible it is to have a single thought, so that everyone has to dig an air-raid shelter.

…

  My own daughter, how can she compete with those Hollywood superstars all of a sudden?

   Not to mention the others.

   If you talk about the comments on the first day, it is definitely Xu Xin's style.

  Then in the second day's comments, my daughter's acting skills have been recognized by many people.

   Even... Although she still admits that she is exaggerating in her heart, but seeing someone compare her daughter with the oriental storm that Gong Li set off in Venice back then...

  Her heart is like ice and fire.

  Bing's side kept reminding her: Wake up, no matter how confident she is, Sissy's current achievements and acting skills can't be compared with Gong Li who was born in accordance with the times.

   But after hearing this, the hot side would keep teasing her: Gong Li didn't belong to Emperor Gong from the beginning! With Sissi's potential, she will definitely have a chance to surpass her in the future!

  I can only say that this Venice Film Festival...

   It doesn’t matter if it’s a pure movie atmosphere, or it’s a competition mechanism.

  All film works and people are pulled into the same battle.

  Whether it’s a Hollywood superstar or a domestic actor, everyone has the same opportunity.

  Under this fair mechanism, Liu Xiaoli's mood at this time is as complicated as a glass of specially blended wine.

   Can't tell what it's like at all.

   On paper, Daughter seems to be on the same level as Natalie Portman...at least during the festival.

  But I always feel guilty in my heart.

   is extremely complex.

   But very eager.

   Reason told her that it was impossible, but her sensibility reminded her that there is still a just in case...

just in case…

   "Mom, let's go."

  Suddenly, Liu Yifei's words pulled her out of that tangled dream.

  Looking at the team that started to advance, Liu Xiaoli followed as if waking up from a dream.

  Checked tickets all the way, entered the venue, and found my seat.

  Among the conversations in Italian, the lights soon dimmed.

  Liu Xiaoli was extremely focused.

  She doesn't want to miss any moments of her daughter's performance in this work.

   Soon, a long-distance minibus slowly entered the station...

   started a two-hour journey.

  During this journey, Liu Xiaoli found that there were too many things she was familiar with, going to the mountains and going to the countryside, and the educated youth jumping in the queue...

  These memories and pictures quickly brought her closer to the world of the movie.

  Watching Jingqiu and the youngest budding love, she would smile like an aunt.

   When seeing the parting, before others could react, she had already tasted the pain of regret.

  When I saw a group watching a movie in the village, the childhood memories I personally experienced in the past scenes would start to roll over again.

   And when she heard the song "BELLACIAO", she would unconsciously sing in a low voice.

  All the emotions, after being backlogged to the climax, turned into tears that burst out when they saw the river of life and death in the ultra-wide-angle lens.

   Finally, it was smoothed out in the last paragraph of the film.

   and the melodious harmonica melody turned into pure white flowers covering youth and the past on the hawthorn tree.

   Then he was awakened by the sudden light.

   It's like a dream.

  The movie is over and the scene is over.

  The crowd scattered in all directions.

  Sitting on the chair, Liu Xiaoli just stared at the screen without saying a word for a long time.

  Until Liu Yifei whispered:

   "Mom, shall we go?"

   "Huh? ... oh, good."

  The woman who just woke up from a dream nodded, wiped the corners of the eyes that still had red marks, and all the emotions turned into pride.

   This is my daughter's creation!

  Movie works!

   It’s not a commercial film like “The King of Kung Fu”, nor is it a short-lived performance like “The Wind”.

  My daughter! Be the protagonist!

  Excellent, good-looking, vivid... All words are not enough to express the pride in her heart at this moment.

   Poor at words, she could only follow her daughter out of the theater after getting up.

  Although the lights in the theater are bright, the aisle under the seats is slightly dark.

  Although it wasn't too difficult, Liu Xiaoli had a little time to go.

   It was so dark that the road and steps could not be seen.

  Combined with the surging emotions at this moment, her steps are full of vanity.

   And at this moment, Liu Yifei suddenly stretched out his hand:

   "Mom, I'm pulling you."

   "..."

  Liu Xiaoli was taken aback.

  For some reason, a young girl’s voice sounded in my ears:

   "Mom, can you hold me?"

  Following the voice, her instinct made her put her hand on it.

   It was like the answer she gave when she heard the immature girl's request:

   "Okay~~ Sissy is holding Mommy's hand so you won't be afraid of falling~"

  After handing up the hand...

   "This way you won't be afraid of falling."

  Has grown up, she is graceful, she is also the fairy girl in countless people's dreams...

   She held her mother's hand and said so.

  So.

  The silent mother followed behind her daughter, tears streaming down her face.

  Cissy has grown up as a daughter.

   As an actor, Liu Yifei...

   also grew up.

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  (end of this chapter)