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Taiwan Entertainment 1971 778 [The Young Master¡¯s Cannes Tour 2]

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    In front of the booth of "Holy War", Brother Chen Kai and Zhang Laomou were walking with a white man, chatting and laughing. After seeing Wang Zijun, Brother Chen Kai introduced: "Director Wang, this is Mr. Bertolucci."

    Wang Zijun stretched out his hand and said, "I have long admired your name."

    Bernardo Bertolucci, an Italian film master and a disciple of the French leftist director Godard.  This person is also a complete communist, so he only went to the mainland to film "The Last Emperor" three years ago.

    Of course, for Wang Zijun, the most important thing is that Bertolucci is the chairman of the jury of this Cannes Film Festival.

    The two exchanged a few polite words, and Zunlong had already run over and gave Bertolucci a hug. The two had become close personal friends since they collaborated on "The Last Emperor".

    "Wang, your movie this time looks very unpleasant." After reminiscing with Zunlong, Bertolucci complained within a few words, "It lasted 4 hours and 38 minutes. Some judges couldn't stand it until halfway through.  Live and leave.¡±

    Wang Zijun smiled and said: "Then I am at a disadvantage?"

    Bertolucci said: "How can we suffer a loss? You have enough time for one movie for us to watch three."

    What Wang Zijun sent to Cannes to show the judges was naturally the complete director's cut. The nearly five-hour heavy historical film is really easy to break people down, so in the future only the three-hour version will be shown in cinemas.

    The film festival judges review the films, just like the marking teacher reviews the college entrance examination essays. If you look at the beginning and don¡¯t think it¡¯s very good, they will basically pass it by at a glance.  If a reviewer thinks a movie is too bad, he can choose not to continue watching it.  And when he encounters a good movie, he will call everyone over to watch it together.

    After letting Tu Zhongxun and others look at the booth, Wang Zijun left together with Bertolucci and Chen Zhang and found a cafe to sit down and chat.

    Wang Zijun asked: "Bernardo, is the voting over? You actually ran out and showed up, which made reporters unable to escape after seeing it."

    "Of course it's over, didn't Miss Lin tell you?" Bertolucci asked.

    "She accepted f2's invitation, and after voting, she flew directly over to record a TV show. I didn't see her all day." Wang Zijun spread his hands and said, Lin Qingxia was as busy as him.  As a Chinese judge at the Cannes Film Festival this time, Lin Qingxia's exposure in France has been very high during this period.

    Brother Chen Kai's "The King of Children" was not selected for the main competition. He asked jokingly without any scruples: "Why don't Mr. Bertolucci reveal the voting results?"

    Bertolucci shook his head and did not answer directly. Instead, he glanced at Wang Zijun, then at Zhang Laomou, and said, "Many judges like Mr. Zhang's movies."

    As soon as these words came out, Zhang Laomou was immediately overjoyed.  Does this sentence imply that he will win an award at Cannes this time?

    Wang Zijun smiled and said: "So, shouldn't the organizing committee have set up a special award to award Director Zhang?"

    Bertolucci did not expect that Wang Zijun would win the first guess.  His face couldn't help but change slightly, he coughed and said no more.

    ?It¡¯s actually not difficult to guess.  After the voting, specialized personnel will count the votes for the works, and even the judges themselves will not know the results at first.  As for the special awards, the judges definitely know about them.

    ¡°Furthermore, Wang Zijun is not just guessing.

    Seeing that Bertolucci changed the subject, everyone stopped talking about it and started talking about some things during the filming of "Holy War".

    Without a few words of conversation, Lin Bowen hurried over, leaned into Wang Zijun's ear and said, "The young master is at the police station."

    Police station?

    Wang Zijun frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

    Lin Bowen smiled bitterly and said: "I couldn't explain clearly on the phone. It seems that someone was injured. That's a hero saving a beauty."

    Bertolucci saw that Wang Zijun looked wrong and asked: "Wang, what happened?"

    ¡°It¡¯s nothing, it¡¯s just a small matter, please do it with your leisure, I¡¯ll leave first.¡± Wang Zijun stood up with a smile.

    Brother Chen Kai asked: "Do you want help?"

    "No need." Wang Zijun waved his hand.  I left the coffee shop with Lin Bowen.

    When Wang Zijun hurried to the police station, what he saw was his son sitting there with a French girl, chatting happily, and he suddenly felt angry and funny.

    "Tell me, what's going on?" Wang Zijun asked angrily.

    "Dad. You are here," Lin Yi stuck out his tongue, and then said in a relaxed tone, "It's not a big deal, it's just that two guys were molesting Cotillard. I thought that being idle was also idle, so I  I was just trying to help. I didn¡¯t expect that the punch was so hard that one guy¡¯s cheekbone was shattered.¡±

    Wang Zijun said happily: "You are strong enough, how can youWhy don't you solve it yourself, and why do you want me to come to the police station to get someone?  "

    Lin Yi said helplessly: "I also want to solve it myself, but last year my mother took all my money. The guy's cheekbone was broken, and I have to pay for the medical expenses." Lin Yi said with a smile, "You are me  Dad, who are you looking for if not you?"

    "You are the only one who has many reasons." Wang Zijun said bluntly: "If you don't have money, you still learn how to pick up girls."

    "I can still pick up girls without money. Doesn't it make me attractive?" The father and son started joking. Lin Yi pointed at the French girl beside him and said: "By the way, dad, let me introduce to you.  It¡¯s Cotillard, Marion Cotillard, a friend I just met.¡±

    Marion? Cotillard?  This name seems familiar.

    Wang Zijun took a closer look at the French girl who had been silent, and finally realized, isn't this the wife in the dream of the dream thief in "Inception"?  Judging from the fact that she is only fourteen or fifteen years old now, she is an out-and-out little beauty.

    Marion Cotillard had been looking at Wang Zijun curiously after he arrived, and then she couldn't help but ask Lin Yi: "Is he your father?"

    Lin Yi nodded.

    "Your father is King Zachary?" Marion Cotillard asked in disbelief with her mouth wide open.

    Lin Yi suddenly felt that having a father like this was not a good thing. He finally met a pretty girl, but in the end, she was attracted to her father and had nothing to do with him.

    "Hello." Wang Zijun smiled at the girl, then wiped his son's butt and went to deal with the aftermath.

    Marion Cotillard looked at Wang Zijun¡¯s back and said in surprise: ¡°Wow, Zachary greeted me and smiled at me!¡±

    Lin Yi said speechlessly: "Cotillard, please be more reserved and don't be a nymphomaniac in the police station."

    Marion Cotillard said: "It seems that your father's movie is scheduled to be released today. How about we watch it together?"

    Lin Yi said: "It was an anti-war film with a very heavy topic. I don't think it is suitable for dating."

    "Aren't you willing? Then I have to find someone else." Marion Cotillard said.

    "Okay!" Lin Yi had no choice but to give in.

    An hour later, Lin Yi and the beautiful French girl came to the beach cinema, with two bodyguards hanging not far behind them.

    The cinema was already packed with people, and Lin Yi and Cotillard finally found two seats. Unfortunately, they were not next to each other, and there was another person between them.

    "Hey, brother, can you change seats?" Lin Yi said in English.

    The man glanced at Lin Yi and Cotillard, who were sitting there motionless.

    "Hey, brother, can you change seats?" Lin Yi asked again in French, Italian, and Spanish, but the man still didn't respond.

    "It seems that I have come up with a trick," Lin Yi said helplessly, "I have seen the complete footage of this movie. The male protagonist is Uno Hidekazu, and he has a girlfriend named Takahara Megumi. He graduated from"

    Lin Yi talked for half a minute and already mentioned that the male protagonist came to China with the army. The man finally couldn't help it and cursed: "Shut up, damn idiot! No spoilers allowed!"

    Lin Yi shrugged and said innocently: "I just wanted to change seats with you. I thought you were deaf."

    The man glared at Lin Yi fiercely and obediently moved to sit next to him.

    Lin Yi smiled and sat down next to Cotillard, declared victory and said: "Done!"

    Cotillard said with some admiration: "Can you speak several languages? You are so awesome!"

    "It's just a trivial matter." Lin Yi said stinkingly.  Although he is smart, he learns things based on his interest. He happened to be interested in languages, so when he was a child, he often pestered Audrey Hepburn and Teresa Teng, who were multilingual, to teach him. Now he uses Chinese, English, French, Japanese, Italian, and Spanish to teach him.  There is no problem communicating in English.  But compared to his two younger sisters who are great at painting, music, and dancing, Lin Yi draws at a kindergarten level, sings absolutely tone-deaf, and dances with the same hands and feet.

    Cotillard¡¯s parents are also famous actors, but they are theater actors, not movie actors.  She came to Cannes this time because her parents wanted to train her to be a singer, but she liked drama and movies, so she ran away from home and ran away out of rebellion.

    Thinking of his own experience, Cotillard said with some sympathy: "Your parents must have forced you to learn a foreign language. You are more pitiful than me. I was just forced to learn singing."

    "No," Lin Yi said with a smile, "My dad never forces me to do anything. Except for necessary homework, he always says that it is normal for children to have fun. The language is something I have to learn myself."

    "Oh, you're so lucky to have a reasonable dad." SongYaya said with envy.

    Lin Yi added in his mind: He is also a playboy dad who has been busy for months and has been away from home for several months, showing mercy to everyone.

    The two chatted for a few more words, and a beam of light suddenly shot out from behind the cinema, shining on the big screen in front.  Lin Yi and Cotillard fell silent at the same time, waiting quietly for the movie to start.

    "The beginning is a small Japanese city in the 1930s. There are countless small sampans carrying goods in the canal. From the clothes and buns of those people, you can tell at a glance that they are Japanese.

    The camera slowly pans from the canal to the shore, from the pier to the street.  There are dock workers in ragged clothes, beggars lying on the street waiting for death, low-level prostitutes in street sex shops, and wealthy nobles passing by in cars.

    In just over 20 seconds of footage, the Japanese social scene of that era was perfectly reproduced.
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