"What did this old man say?" Bai Jinhuan looked at the announcer
, Young Master Jing.
At this moment, Young Master Jing was completely devoid of his usual calm demeanor. His breathing had become heavy.
"Golden Palm! Golden Palms! You won an award!"
Before Young Master Jing could say anything, Fatty Zhou grabbed Bai Jinhuan's arm. He had just heard the English name of "Explosive Drummer."
It took him more than ten minutes to memorize it.
............
The entire Lumiere Hall was silent for a few seconds after Spielberg's announcement. Many people looked at Bai Jinhuan's seat.
The cameras at the scene were also pushed over to give a close-up...
Unfortunately, it was already early in the morning in the country, so there probably weren't many people watching the live broadcast.
After a short period of silence, it was as if a volcano had suddenly erupted from the originally silent scene. The thunderous applause drowned out Bai Jinhuan.
Everyone watched as the young man slowly stood up from his seat and walked towards the stage.
............
The lights at the venue seemed to be a little too bright for Bai Jinhuan. At this moment, he did not feel sleepy at all. His heart was so high that it was about to jump up, but he still looked calm and composed on the surface.
Bai Jinhuan's talent was simply top-notch when it came to keeping one's emotions hidden.
Even if all the awards were given to him today, he still had this Sima face.
Countless cameras and lights surrounded him, bathing him in a dazzling light, as if... He was crowned king.
He walked to Spielberg's side and shook his hand.
............
"Congratulations, young man. I hope to see you in Hollywood one day.”
"Thank you, thank you."
What was this old man saying?
A small blue box was placed vertically on a round glass table. The lid was opened to both sides, revealing the Golden Palm trophy inside.
A golden palm branch was embedded in the square crystal base, looking crystal clear...
I heard that this thing can be sold for 60,000 euros?
...........
At this moment, Bai Jinhuan suddenly had some bold ideas and immature schemes.
Spielberg gave the microphone to him and took half a step back.
Bai Jinhuan was silent for a moment. Alright…He had forgotten to prepare his award announcement in advance.
This rookie still lacked experience!
Wait... Bai Jinhuan was suddenly stunned. Only his own people could understand his Chinese. How many foreigners could understand Chinese?
"Thank you." This sentence was said in English.
Next, he switched to Chinese.
............
"In fact, two months ago, I was still singing in a bar in Yanjing to make a living. At that time, my good friend Zhou Chongguang suddenly told me that someone was willing to invest in my movie. I thought he was joking with me. Who would hire a director who had only acted in commercials to make a movie?”
"The filming and post-production of this movie took a total of thirty-five days. Because we didn't have much money, I could only force myself to complete this movie with the highest efficiency.”
"Hmm…Forgive me for not being prepared at the beginning. That's all I can think of. Thank you, everyone.”
...........
He bowed and left the stage.
Thunderous applause erupted from the audience.
Tsk tsk, the foreigner was no different from him. When he didn't understand, he just clapped.
After the Golden Palms were presented, the Cannon Film Festival ended.
Of course, at this time, Bai Huan was surrounded by a large group of reporters, all interviewing him.
In the beginning, all kinds of nonsense gathered together, and Bai Jinhuan's head hurt when he heard it.
Finally, when there was some order, they asked questions one by one.
Then, the foreign reporters went crazy. Who could find a translator!
............
The domestic reporters were happy. Bai Jinhuan could only answer their questions.
"Director Bai, how does it feel to get the Golden Palm?”
"Feelings? I heard that this trophy is quite valuable…No, he just felt happy. After all, it was an honor.”
Damn, he almost said what was in his heart...
"Director Bai, do you have any movie plans?”
"Not at the moment…I don't have the money to make a movie. Let's see if anyone is willing to invest in it ~"
Those who asked the question wanted to beat him up. If you took the Palme d'Or, would there be no one to invest in your movie?
.............
Begging for flowers! Seeking evaluation votes! Please give me a reward! Please urge me to update! "What did this old man say?" Bai Jinhuan looked at the announcer
, Young Master Jing.
At this moment, Young Master Jing was completely devoid of his usual calm demeanor. His breathing had become heavy.
"Golden Palm! Golden Palms! You won an award!"
Before Young Master Jing could say anything, Fatty Zhou grabbed Bai Jinhuan's arm. He had just heard the English name of "Explosive Drummer."
It took him more than ten minutes to memorize it.
............
The entire Lumiere Hall was silent for a few seconds after Spielberg's announcement. Many people looked at Bai Jinhuan's seat.
The cameras at the scene were also pushed over to give a close-up...
Unfortunately, it was already early in the morning in the country, so there probably weren't many people watching the live broadcast.
After a short period of silence, it was as if a volcano had suddenly erupted from the originally silent scene. The thunderous applause drowned out Bai Jinhuan.
Everyone watched as the young man slowly stood up from his seat and walked towards the stage.
............
The lights at the venue seemed to be a little too bright for Bai Jinhuan. At this moment, he did not feel sleepy at all. His heart was so high that it was about to jump up, but he still looked calm and composed on the surface.
Bai Jinhuan's talent was simply top-notch when it came to keeping one's emotions hidden.
Even if all the awards were given to him today, he still had this Sima face.
Countless cameras and lights surrounded him, bathing him in a dazzling light, as if... He was crowned king.
He walked to Spielberg's side and shook his hand.
............
"Congratulations, young man. I hope to see you in Hollywood one day.”
"Thank you, thank you."
What was this old man saying?
A small blue box was placed vertically on a round glass table. The lid was opened to both sides, revealing the Golden Palm trophy inside.
A golden palm branch was embedded in the square crystal base, looking crystal clear...
I heard that this thing can be sold for 60,000 euros?
...........
At this moment, Bai Jinhuan suddenly had some bold ideas and immature schemes.
Spielberg gave the microphone to him and took half a step back.
Bai Jinhuan was silent for a moment. Alright…He had forgotten to prepare his award announcement in advance.
This rookie still lacked experience!
Wait... Bai Jinhuan was suddenly stunned. Only his own people could understand his Chinese. How many foreigners could understand Chinese?
"Thank you." This sentence was said in English.
Next, he switched to Chinese.
............
"In fact, two months ago, I was still singing in a bar in Yanjing to make a living. At that time, my good friend Zhou Chongguang suddenly told me that someone was willing to invest in my movie. I thought he was joking with me. Who would hire a director who had only acted in commercials to make a movie?”
"The filming and post-production of this movie took a total of thirty-five days. Because we didn't have much money, I could only force myself to complete this movie with the highest efficiency.”
"Hmm…Forgive me for not being prepared at the beginning. That's all I can think of. Thank you, everyone.”
...........
He bowed and left the stage.
Thunderous applause erupted from the audience.
Tsk tsk, the foreigner was no different from him. When he didn't understand, he just clapped.
After the Golden Palms were presented, the Cannon Film Festival ended.
Of course, at this time, Bai Huan was surrounded by a large group of reporters, all interviewing him.
In the beginning, all kinds of nonsense gathered together, and Bai Jinhuan's head hurt when he heard it.
Finally, when there was some order, they asked questions one by one.
Then, the foreign reporters went crazy. Who could find a translator!
............
The domestic reporters were happy. Bai Jinhuan could only answer their questions.
"Director Bai, how does it feel to get the Golden Palm?”
"Feelings? I heard that this trophy is quite valuable…No, he just felt happy. After all, it was an honor.”
Damn, he almost said what was in his heart...
"Director Bai, do you have any movie plans?”
"Not at the moment…I don't have the money to make a movie. Let's see if anyone is willing to invest in it ~"
Those who asked the question wanted to beat him up. If you took the Palme d'Or, would there be no one to invest in your movie?
.............
Begging for flowers! Seeking evaluation votes! Please give me a reward! Please urge me to update! "What did this old man say?" Bai Jinhuan looked at the announcer
, Young Master Jing.
At this moment, Young Master Jing was completely devoid of his usual calm demeanor. His breathing had become heavy.
"Golden Palm! Golden Palms! You won an award!"
Before Young Master Jing could say anything, Fatty Zhou grabbed Bai Jinhuan's arm. He had just heard the English name of "Explosive Drummer."
It took him more than ten minutes to memorize it.
............
The entire Lumiere Hall was silent for a few seconds after Spielberg's announcement. Many people looked at Bai Jinhuan's seat.
The cameras at the scene were also pushed over to give a close-up...
Unfortunately, it was already early in the morning in the country, so there probably weren't many people watching the live broadcast.
After a short period of silence, it was as if a volcano had suddenly erupted from the originally silent scene. The thunderous applause drowned out Bai Jinhuan.
Everyone watched as the young man slowly stood up from his seat and walked towards the stage.
............
The lights at the venue seemed to be a little too bright for Bai Jinhuan. At this moment, he did not feel sleepy at all. His heart was so high that it was about to jump up, but he still looked calm and composed on the surface.
Bai Jinhuan's talent was simply top-notch when it came to keeping one's emotions hidden.
Even if all the awards were given to him today, he still had this Sima face.
Countless cameras and lights surrounded him, bathing him in a dazzling light, as if... He was crowned king.
He walked to Spielberg's side and shook his hand.
............
"Congratulations, young man. I hope to see you in Hollywood one day.”
"Thank you, thank you."
What was this old man saying?
A small blue box was placed vertically on a round glass table. The lid was opened to both sides, revealing the Golden Palm trophy inside.
A golden palm branch was embedded in the square crystal base, looking crystal clear...
I heard that this thing can be sold for 60,000 euros?
...........
At this moment, Bai Jinhuan suddenly had some bold ideas and immature schemes.
Spielberg gave the microphone to him and took half a step back.
Bai Jinhuan was silent for a moment. Alright…He had forgotten to prepare his award announcement in advance.
This rookie still lacked experience!
Wait... Bai Jinhuan was suddenly stunned. Only his own people could understand his Chinese. How many foreigners could understand Chinese?
"Thank you." This sentence was said in English.
Next, he switched to Chinese.
............
"In fact, two months ago, I was still singing in a bar in Yanjing to make a living. At that time, my good friend Zhou Chongguang suddenly told me that someone was willing to invest in my movie. I thought he was joking with me. Who would hire a director who had only acted in commercials to make a movie?”
"The filming and post-production of this movie took a total of thirty-five days. Because we didn't have much money, I could only force myself to complete this movie with the highest efficiency.”
"Hmm…Forgive me for not being prepared at the beginning. That's all I can think of. Thank you, everyone.”
...........
He bowed and left the stage.
Thunderous applause erupted from the audience.
Tsk tsk, the foreigner was no different from him. When he didn't understand, he just clapped.
After the Golden Palms were presented, the Cannon Film Festival ended.
Of course, at this time, Bai Huan was surrounded by a large group of reporters, all interviewing him.
In the beginning, all kinds of nonsense gathered together, and Bai Jinhuan's head hurt when he heard it.
Finally, when there was some order, they asked questions one by one.
Then, the foreign reporters went crazy. Who could find a translator!
............
The domestic reporters were happy. Bai Jinhuan could only answer their questions.
"Director Bai, how does it feel to get the Golden Palm?”
"Feelings? I heard that this trophy is quite valuable…No, he just felt happy. After all, it was an honor.”
Damn, he almost said what was in his heart...
"Director Bai, do you have any movie plans?”
"Not at the moment…I don't have the money to make a movie. Let's see if anyone is willing to invest in it ~"
Those who asked the question wanted to beat him up. If you took the Palme d'Or, would there be no one to invest in your movie?
.............
Begging for flowers! Seeking evaluation votes! Please give me a reward! Please urge me to update!
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