"Brother Ran, I wish you the best short film.”
"With Lin Zi's skill, I'm sure."
"Brother Ran, have a safe trip."
Before leaving, the three horny students in the dormitory gave Lin Ran their blessings.
"Thank you for your blessings. It's getting late, so I'll set off.”
Lin Ran smiled and waved at them before pulling his suitcase out of the dormitory.
On the way downstairs, he met many familiar faces. They also wished Lin Ran the grand prize.
A white Volkswagen was waiting for Lin Ran downstairs.
After putting the suitcase in the trunk, Lin Ran opened the door of the passenger seat and sat in it.
"Teacher Wang, sorry to trouble you."
"What trouble? The school wanted to send someone to accompany you, but you didn't agree.”
Wang Haiyi smiled and shook his head. He started the car skillfully and drove towards the Capital International Airport.
As the journey was quite far, he specially drove Lin Ran to the airport.
"Lin Ran, this trip to Cannes is just to broaden your horizons. It's okay if you don't win an award.”
Wang Haiyi urged after they arrived at the airport.
"Teacher Wang, I know."
"Then I wish you all the best."
There were no direct flights from the capital to Cannes. They had to fly to Paris first and then transfer.
At 11:40 in the morning, Lin Ran boarded the flight to Paris Charles de Gaulle Airport.
As for the two main leads of " The Tuner," Chen Kun was currently filming the movie " The Art of Dragon Hunting." He would only arrive in a few days and would attend the closing ceremony.
As for Teacher Li Mingqi, he was too old to go to Cannes.
After nearly 20 hours of bumpy travel, Lin Ran finally arrived at Cannes.
Cannes had a permanent population of only 70,000. It was a quiet and leisurely seaside town.
However, it was currently the Cannes Film Festival. Filmmakers from all over the world and a large number of tourists had gathered here, making it especially lively.
After resting for a few hours and getting over the jet lag, Lin Ran contacted Jia Zhangke.
Jia Zhangke was one of the judges of this year's competition, and he was also from Northern Film Academy. The dean of the department, Wang Rui, had already informed him about this and asked him to take good care of Lin Ran.
The call was quickly connected, and Jia Zhangke's voice came through."Little Lin, have you arrived?"
"Yes, I just arrived at the hotel.
Director Jia, do you have time tonight? I want to treat you to a meal and ask you about selling movies.”
Lin Ran said.
"There's an opening party tonight. I'll call you after the party.”
"Alright."
Lin Ran agreed.
Thinking that it was boring to stay alone in the hotel, Lin Ran put on a pair of sunglasses and went out.
Cannes's most fascinating part was the beautiful seaside promenade. On one side was a beach bay, and on the other side was an elegant hotel.
The hotel had ancient buildings from the last century and very modern buildings. It was very beautiful.
In the green belt in the middle of the street, flowers bloomed all year round, and palm trees were everywhere.
This was how the Palme d'Or, the top prize of the Cannes Film Festival, was named.
After visiting for a while, Lin Ran went to the Film Palace to watch some of the movies that were being screened this year.
At around nine o'clock in the evening, Lin Ran had just returned to the hotel when he received a call from Jia Zhangke, asking him to meet him at the hotel he was staying at.
"Hello, Director Jia. I'm Lin Ran."
"Xiao Lin, you are my junior brother. Don't stand on ceremony, come in and sit.”
Jia Zhangke smiled, very friendly.
After entering the room, Jia Zhangke poured a glass of water for Lin Ran and took the initiative to say,
" Xiao Lin, the concept of 'The Tuner' is very exciting. Unfortunately, it's only a short film. If we expand it a little more…"
"Yes, actually, I have plans to shoot a feature film in the future.”
"Let's talk about this short film first. The script is very exciting. It vividly portrays the greed, cowardice, and hypocrisy of human nature.
However, in terms of technique and composition, I'm still a little lacking…"
Lin Ran listened carefully and felt that he had benefited a lot.
Jia Zhangke was not good at commercial films, but when it came to literary films, Jia Zhangke was definitely a master. He had won many international awards.
Lin Ran didn't look down on art-themed films. What he despised were those art-themed films that specialized in filming the dark side of the country to curry favor with foreign judges so that they could win awards.
He despised those directors who specialized in filming the dark side of the country to please foreign judges and win awards, but did not manage to make it to the box office in the country. They scolded the audience for being trash and not knowing how to appreciate it.
They chatted for more than ten minutes before they talked about selling the copyright.
"The Cannes Film Festival has a special trading hall for movie transactions. You have to prepare posters and bring movie resources, right?”
"I did." Lin Ran nodded.
"That's good. There are many booths in the trading market. You can use the equipment on the booths to play the content. If there are any interested film dealers, they will come to exchange ideas.”
"Director Jia, I want to ask about the copyright fee again. How much is the copyright fee for this kind of short film?”
Lin Ran asked the most crucial question.
In his previous life, he had never participated in such a film festival, so he did not know the market price at all. He could not find it on the Internet either.
Only those in the industry would understand.
"Not high. This kind of short film that is more than ten minutes long can only be sold for online video rights. Generally speaking, it won't exceed 50,000 US dollars.
If your 'The Tuner' is nominated, there might be more interested film companies, but the bargaining price won't be much higher.”
Lin Ran calculated in his heart. Even if he calculated it at 50,000 USD, selling the copyrights in 20 countries would only be 1 million USD.
Less than 7 million RMB.
This bit of money was far from enough to make a movie.
He hoped that he would be able to sell more copyrights in other countries. He would take things one step at a time.
"Xiao Lin, don't think that 50,000 USD is a small amount. Actually, the copyright fees for many feature films are only 100,000 to 200,000 USD.
After all, the market for literary films was too small!
To be honest, it's very difficult for my movies to sell for more than 500,000 US dollars.”
Seeing that Lin Ran was silent, Jia Zhangke thought that Lin Ran had been hit by the copyright fees, so he comforted her.
"Yes, I understand."
Lin Ran nodded.
At this moment, the door opened from the outside. Jia Zhangke's wife, Zhao Tao, who was also his female lead, had returned.
Lin Ran said goodbye.
"Xiao Lin, if you encounter any problems, call me at any time.”
Jia Zhangke got up and sent Lin Ran to the door, then reminded him.
"Okay, thank you, Director Jia."
Lin Ran expressed her gratitude.
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