"Son, I've seen a lot of news related to you in the past two days.”
Just as they arrived home, his mother pulled Bai Jinhuan to sit on the sofa with a smile on her face.
"They said that you won the Palme d'Or, a very impressive award.”
Bai Jinhuan scratched his head. Even his own mother knew?
"Yes... I didn't bring the trophy back. I left it in Beijing. I'll bring it back for you to see.”
"What am I doing looking at that thing? Mom is happy for you."
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As she spoke, the eyes of Bai Jinhuan's mother suddenly turned red."I didn't know that you had to go to the bar to sing in Yanjing. If it's too hard outside, then come back."”
What a cheap mouth! If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have said that at the awards ceremony...
How could she sing? She was bored and had nothing to do. Her son was a famous director, the kind that was similar to the old man.”Bai Jinhuan bragged against his conscience.
"But the news said that no one was willing to give you a chance two years ago..."
Poor parents!
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Bai Jinhuan told his mother for a long time before she finally believed that he was doing well in Beijing.
It wasn't as miserable as the news about living in a basement and eating instant noodles…
F * ck, this bunch of pen players are really crazy. They're writing nonsense!
Even the original body wasn't that miserable!
Logically speaking, although the original could only shoot commercials, this guy at least had the money to buy a motorcycle…
How difficult was it to write such a tragic story about him and then highlight his success?
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In the future, when he went out to brag about his bitter memories, could he also say that the fastest time he could recall was when he lived in the basement and ate instant noodles?
While chatting with his mother, he looked at the reports on the Internet.
Well... He wasn't the top trending topic. The second trending topic was the newcomer director picking up the Palme d'Or.
The first was that a certain celebrity had an affair or something. Sigh…
He flipped through the comments. There were quite a lot of people who supported him. After all, it was the Palme d'Or. The last one was a long time ago.
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[Golden Palm? Awesome! Bai Jinhuan, I'll remember this name. I'm looking forward to the screening
." [
This director is so handsome!]! She's my type! [Heart competition!]
[He's so handsome to be a director? It seems that the people in the United States are really strong.]
[Do you have this person's Weibo? I
hope it's not a boring literary film or a small investment film? Put a question mark.]
[I love that fat assistant director. He's so fun. That emoticon package, hahaha!】
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It wasn't just Bai Jinhuan. The main creator of the movie was also quite popular. Other than the celebrity cheating on him, this was the only explosive news recently.
Poor Fatty Zhou had contributed a lot of happiness to everyone because of his stomachache. He probably did not want this kind of popularity at all.
God knows where the media found out that this guy was looking for the toilet as soon as he entered...
Peng Yuchang went from an invisible person who no one knew to…Alright, she was still a little invisible. After all, the movie had not been released yet...
On the other hand, Nazha's Weibo followers had increased by hundreds of thousands. It was not the kind of person who was a robot.
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After all, Tang Ren was an old company. She had benefited the most from this trip to Cannes.
It seemed that he had just returned to Shanghai and had two more endorsements…
The oriental goddess on the red carpet ~ Tsk tsk! Even Beauty Fan couldn't outshine her.
Nazha's beautiful photos on the red carpet from all angles made him refresh the screen. There were a lot of jobs, and he instantly became a flower that Tang Renli supported.
Actually, what Bai Jinhuan did not know was that the news about him two days ago was the top trending topic.
The Palm D'Or had caused countless people to explode. Many celebrities had commented and congratulated him.
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Each and every one of them seemed to be very familiar with him...
The reporters were really powerful. They basically dug up all the information about Bai Jinhuan.
After graduating from Beijing Film Academy, the talented director who was not recognized could only shoot commercials. He even went to the bar to sing for a living. In the end, with the help of his good brother, he staked everything on it and became a classic.
The mouth of the media, the ghost of lies... Fortunately, the content they wrote was still in a good direction.
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