PS: There's a reason why I put the PS at the front today. It's because today's book has one million words. I hope everyone can subscribe to today's chapter.
I thought of something for my friends who had no money.
Method 1: Street beggars observe the battle value of both sides. Those who can outrun them will definitely get 30 cents!
Solution 2: Do you want to be the gang leader of primary school students?
Method 3: If you subscribe to all of my books and come to my group, I'll send red packets to welcome you. How's that? No need to thank me!
The audience, who had been shocked by his beauty, burst into laughter. The Chinese actor on the stage seemed to be right.
With his looks, there were so many things he could do and so many jobs he could take on.
Some experienced and astute people couldn't help but start to ponder.
When the laughter died down, Qin Guan stopped smiling and gave his final speech in a quiet manner.
"I would like to thank the judges of the Cannes Film Festival and all the people who have supported me by giving this award to an unknown actor."
"I will not take this award as an end. This is the beginning of my career as an actor. I will make my greatest contribution to the world of art films."
"In the future, I'll also prioritize indie films. I hope my acting skills will improve in the future …"
"Lastly, I would like to thank my brand sponsors …"
What did he mean by that? What did he mean by the largest number of people sitting down there? The directors and scriptwriters of indie films and indie films were all green with envy when they saw him prioritizing indie films.
Although a lot of Europeans have green eyes in the first place.
Sister Xue, who was still covering her face with her handkerchief, stopped sobbing. What? Indie films first? Her tears immediately stopped.
Oh my god, an indie film can earn you hundreds of thousands of dollars at best, or nothing at worst.
Now that you have won an award and successfully created a Golden Body, when you return to China, there will be a lot of people crying and crying in front of you.
Aren't you trying to push the God of Fortune away by saying indie films are prioritized?
Sister Xue glanced at Director Gus. Even the director of the film hadn't expected that Qin Guan would win the Best Actor Award.
She hadn't even asked her team to write a speech in advance. Instead, she had asked Qin Guan to give a speech in a hurry.
Before Sister Xue could continue complaining, people around her started to greet her.
"Hello, I'm from the French Film Company. Your actors are good..."
"Madam, please allow me to extend my best regards to your artists..."
Lou Ye, who was sitting in the back row, poked Sister Xue and hugged her like a bosom friend. "Don't forget me, my good brother."
I'm not your good brother!
Qin Guan took a deep bow and walked off the stage. His friends were all applauding and hugging him. They were his best friends who loved indie films.
Qin Guan returned to his seat and hugged Director Gus affectionately. They patted each other's shoulders to hide their excitement. Then Qin Guan went back to his seat.
"Qin Guan!" Zhang Ziyi stopped him. "What's up? Why don't you hug your girl too? "
The actress, who had also been working abroad, opened her arms.
"Camera 3, turn the angle by 15 degrees and push the camera in …" The director who was controlling the scene outside the venue presented the scene to the camera.
Under the watchful eyes of the big screen, the two Chinese actors hugged each other.
"Congratulations! "Congratulations!"
"Thank you. You can do it too!" The two of them exchanged glances and returned to their respective seats with admiration for each other's efforts.
Lou Ye, who was waiting for a hug with his arms open, was ignored by Qin Guan.
"F * ck, Qin Guan! Now that you're rich, you don't care!"
Qin Guan had known that Lou Ye would not say anything nice. He had planned to let it go, but Lou Ye had been persistent. Qin Guan had to be ruthless.
Originally, she had thought that Lou Ye's movie this year would be good or bad. If he didn't win an award and was so happy, wouldn't he be embarrassing himself in front of the whole world?
Now that Lou Ye had said that, Qin Guan couldn't blame him.
Thinking of this, Qin Guan stood up with a whoosh and hugged Lou tightly. Lou was taller than him, so they were on the same level. Director Lou was not imposing at all.
Lou Ye was comforted by Qin Guan's hug. He sat back in his seat with satisfaction.
Confused, Zhang Ziyi whispered, "Director Lou, why did you have to hug him?"
Lou Ye looked around to make sure that no one was paying attention to him. Then he said with a mysterious expression, "Qin Guan won an award. I've heard people from the older generation say that such people have good fortune on them, and we should go and get some. "
"In ancient times, a top scholar could touch other people's children's heads. It was said that the children would be enlightened if they read books."
Hearing his explanation, Zhang Ziyi was suddenly speechless. Was this still the same Director Lou Ye she knew? He's as superstitious as the women and children in the village.
It's unreasonable to ask a top scholar to touch a child's head.
Lou Ye's team was in a strange mood. Qin Guan and the elephant crew were also in a bad mood. As the awards were being announced one by one, the host on the stage announced the following:
"The winner of the Best Director Award at the 56th Cannes Film Festival is Gus Van Sant!"
"Wu wu wu wu wu …"
Don't cry, director. You should accept the award … Director Gus wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes as he walked on the stage, trembling.
Director Gus was definitely an ambitious man.
Although his hands were shaking, and when he held the trophy, he could see that the leaves were almost shaken off.
His legs were shaking. If the podium had not been in his way, he would have been used as a pendulum.
However, his acceptance speech was fluent, passionate, and well-prepared.
This was the scene he had replayed in his mind countless times after he had finished filming the elephant. It was the most wonderful dream he had ever had in the dead of night.
He, Gus Van Sant, had finally fulfilled his childhood dream of becoming a director, a famous director.
After getting off the stage, Gus wept silently. No one could stop the tears of happiness of a successful person. There was only one situation that could distract him from leading the way.
It was the Palme d 'Or, the highest honor of the festival.
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