Leonardo also wanted to know a few more words about Chinese culture. When the host on the red carpet called his name, he had no choice but to go over first.
When other artists come to the Cannes Film Festival, they either show off or act cool when walking on the red carpet.
Visiting him is like strolling through your own back garden.
With one hand in his pocket, he walked up and waved to the media. He covered the 20-meter red carpet in less than 30 seconds.
Compared with some people who can take ten minutes or half an hour, this speed is definitely very fast.
It was gone so quickly that the host didn't even react.
Afraid that he would slip away, the host quickly stepped forward and asked: "Compared to previous years, this year's film festival is larger in scale and has more participants. What do you think of this film festival?"
After pondering for a few seconds, Leonardo said: "I want to use a Chinese sentence I just learned to express that this film festival is a shame."
As soon as the words came out, while the foreign media were still thinking about the meaning of this sentence, the Chinese media had already raised their cameras to take pictures.
While taking pictures, he exclaimed: "Fuck you, Niubi, who taught him this?"
The host didn't understand this sentence in Chinese, so he asked Leonardo what it meant. The translation he got was "very good", so he also said something awesome.
"Who is this guy?"
At the edge of the red carpet, Ding Xiu grabbed the Chinese reporter who had just acted as translator and asked.
Those who make it to the red carpet are not ordinary people, and he knows this.
At first, I thought that this foreigner whose looks were as good as his was just a small celebrity, but judging from his leisurely walk on the red carpet and the overwhelming sound of the media's shutters, it seemed that he had been underestimated.
"Leonardo DiCaprio." The reporter could tell from the conversation between the two that the kid in front of him was a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers. He had never seen the market at all and didn't know anyone.
"I made my debut at the age of sixteen, and was nominated for the Oscar for Best Supporting Actor and the Golden Globe Award for Best Supporting Actor at the age of nineteen."
"At the age of twenty-two, he won the Best Actor at the Berlin Film Festival and was nominated for the Golden Globe Award for Best Actor in the same year."
"Awesome." Ding Xiu smacked his mouth and looked at Leonardo on the stage.
He didn't know what the Golden Globes were, but he had heard of the Oscars and the Berlin Film Festival.
It has been almost a hundred years since the first domestic film Dingjunshan was released in 1905.
In the past 100 years, no one in China has won the Berlin Best Actor.
Leonardo was able to win the Best Actor in Berlin at the age of 22. This is no longer impressive, it is very impressive. Looking at the whole world, it is a very dazzling achievement.
What's more, he has the experience of being nominated for an Oscar. If he succeeds, wouldn't it be even more impressive?
"Boy, you'd better run away." The reporter kindly reminded Ding Xiu: "When people realize what this sentence means in Chinese, I'm afraid they won't want to chop your heart out."
By saying this Chinese sentence in front of the global media, Leonardo has become famous this time, and what awaits him will be overwhelming reports.
I don't know if it's good or bad.
As the instigator, Ding Xiu cannot escape his involvement.
If you don’t run now, wait until later.
Ding Xiu sneered: "He has to learn how to run. It's none of my business."
After saying that, he turned around and got into the crowd, disappearing without a trace.
In the afternoon, opposite the Film Palace, Ding Xiu and Xu Haofeng found a restaurant for dinner. As they ate, Xu Haofeng smiled and said, "Did you know that there was news today?"
"There is a superstar named Leonardo. When he was walking on the red carpet, the host asked him what he thought of this film festival. In front of the global media, he said, "Fuck you, that's awesome."
"Speaking in Chinese, Chinese."
"Hahaha, I'm laughing so hard. I don't know which idiot taught him this. Now this guy has become famous."
Talking about this, Xu Haofeng laughed heartily regardless of his appearance. He smiled and saw Ding Xiu sitting opposite him with a straight face, and his smile gradually became stiff.
According to his understanding of Ding Xiu, he is usually the first to laugh when hearing such jokes.
If you don't laugh, it's worth thinking about.
Thinking that Ding Xiu had been active on the red carpet today, he had a bad feeling.
"Brother Xiu, could it be..."
Ding Xiu nodded: "Yes, I am the fool you talk about."
"I lost it!"
Xu Haofeng, who has studied martial arts and literature and cultivated his energy for many years, considers himself to be somewhat qualified, and today he used a foul language for the first time.
He didn't expect that Leonardo's words came from Ding Xiu's mouth.
Now that I think about it, this fits Ding Xiu's character very well.
"Ahem, Brother Xiu, what about that, I didn't know it was you, but, hahaha, you are so awesome, you brought the quintessence of China to Cannes."
"If you win the award this time, you will also make a cool comment on the stage."
"This can be considered." Ding Xiu said seriously: "Our culture must be spread by ourselves."
Picking up a drink, Xu Haofeng said: "Five thousand years of culture depends on you, cheers!"
…
The red carpet at the Cannes Film Festival is held twice a day, one in the afternoon and one in the evening.
The show in the evening was at around ten o'clock.
Ding Xiu came over to take a look and then went back to sleep.
When the light is not good at night, those bold see-through skirts and club-style dresses are all in vain.
Everything is pitch black and boring.
The Cannes Film Festival has a total of twelve days including the opening and closing. During these twelve days, the jury will select the winning films.
So everyone can only wait and play.
In the afternoon of the next day, Ding Xiu came to the red carpet on time to look at the beauties, and occasionally went to other cinemas to see the masters' entries.
He mainly watches art films.
I’ve read a lot of European, American, Japanese and Korean ones.
Apart from being admitted to international film festivals, most of these films cannot be screened in China. Their style is very bold.
Anyway, Ding Xiu is just watching it as a pornographic film.
What's better than pornographic films is that the heroines in these films are very beautiful.
Pure, charming, sassy, there are all kinds of them.
This trip was worthwhile, it really opened his eyes a lot and gained him a lot of knowledge.
Compared to Ding Xiu's leisurely life, Xu Haofeng is much busier, squatting at the entrance of major cinemas every day.
Hand out business cards to everyone you meet.
Over the course of a week, business cards were printed one after another.
The trash cans outside the cinema can barely hold it.
As the film festival comes to an end, with the announcement of awards one after another, some people are happy and some are sad.
Xu Haofeng also started to show off, and went to the red carpet every day to see beauties.
On the ninth day, the organizing committee announced the shortlist of special attention units.
The lost martial arts is on the list.
The award shortlisted is the One of a Kind Award for Best Actor.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
Looking at the list announced by the organizing committee, Xu Haofeng was dumbfounded, and a series of curse words came out of his mouth.
Ding Xiu frowned and said, "Calm down, there are media taking pictures, I feel embarrassed."
Grabbing Ding Xiu's arms, Xu Haofeng said excitedly: "Shortlisted, shortlisted."
Taking off his hand, Ding Xiu said: "I have eyes and I can see. I also saw that there were more than 20 films just focusing on the Best Actor Award."
There are more than 20 films shortlisted for the Un Certain Regard Best Actor award, and Ding Xiu doesn't think his chances of winning the award are high.
This trip is just for traveling and seeing girls.
"It's not bad to be shortlisted. I'm satisfied." Xu Haofeng took a few deep breaths and said, "Now the film can be sold."
He also knows that it is not easy to win awards, but being shortlisted shows that the quality is good, and at least producers are willing to buy his films.
That's enough!
In the afternoon, at five o'clock, Ding Xiu and Xu Haofeng, wearing suits and ties, came to the theater where a special attention unit award was presented.
This hall is not a little smaller than the hall for the main competition section and the jury award.
Fortunately, there are all the necessary procedures, such as walking on the red carpet.
With his chest raised and his head raised, Ding Xiu strode over and waved to the media, while the camera shutters sounded one after another.
It’s no wonder that so many people want to be a star. It’s really a great feeling to have all the stars support me and the world to be centered around me.
A real man should be like this.
Sixty seconds later, Real Man ends.
The host asked Ding Xiu to leave quickly, as the people behind him were waiting.
After finding his seat, Ding Xiu sat down, crossed his legs, took out a handful of melon seeds from his pocket, cracked them, and put the finished melon seed shells in another pocket.
He just came here to make soy sauce and walk around.
Soon after, amid a burst of incomprehensible chirping by the host, the award ceremony officially began
Ding Xiu applauded every time a person came up.
Every winner has to say a long acceptance speech, which makes him sleepy.
He didn't know how much time had passed before he vaguely heard his own name in his ears.
"I'm calling you." Xu Haofeng pushed Ding Xiu.
"No." Ding Xiu said doubtfully, "The host's name is Ding Xiu."
Seeing that no one came on stage, the host called again.
This time Ding Xiu heard clearly and said, "Listen, it's Ding Xiu."
"I hear your uncle, it's normal for gringos not to speak Mandarin well and to have inaccurate pronunciation." Xu Haofeng said anxiously: "You were just listening to Ding Xiu and didn't hear the lost martial arts in front of you, right?"
"He was speaking English, but I couldn't understand him."
"That's the lost English translator of Wulin. Hurry up and I'll kneel down for you."
Xu Haofeng said that he must have won the award. Ding Xiu stood up and patted the melon seed crumbs on his trouser legs and strode up.
After receiving the trophy from the presenter, Ding Xiu stood on the stage facing countless flashing lights and didn't know what to say.
His English is not good, and the word he is most familiar with is chicken vomit vomit brother, Gu De.
I didn’t expect to win the award in advance, and I didn’t even give an acceptance speech.
But it's okay to stand without saying a word. Ding Xiu remembered what Xu Haofeng said in the restaurant a few days ago.
So, he held the trophy high, faced the microphone, and shouted in the direction of Xu Haofeng.
"Director Xu, awesome!"
Countless eyes came to him. Xu Haofeng's face was burning. He quickly pretended to tie his shoelaces and squatted under the seat while bending over.
After finishing his "acceptance speech", Ding Xiu stepped down from the stage, returned to his seat, and handed the trophy to Xu Haofeng: "Old Xu, let me touch it for you."
"Don't make trouble, there are so many people watching." After taking the trophy, Xu Haofeng said: "I just keep it for you."
"When the award ceremony is over, call Qin Gang and tell him the good news."
"No need, international long distance is quite expensive." Ding Xiu said.
"Let's fight. After hearing this news, I think he is willing to chat with you for a day."
The first movie in my life won the Best Actor Award at the Cannes Film Festival. I have to say that I am really lucky.
Half an hour later, after walking out of the cinema, Ding Xiu called Qin Gang.
"What!"
"Say it again?"
At twelve o'clock in the evening, Peking time, Qin Gang was dining with a director in a private room of a certain hotel when he suddenly received a call from Ding Xiu.
"Best Actor Award at the Cannes Film Festival. Damn it, you became the best actor?"
Outside the court, Ding Xiu was talking on the phone while throwing the trophy up and then falling into his hand. He was so happy with it that Xu Haofeng was frightened, fearing that he would accidentally break his heart.
"What we are shortlisting is a kind of attention unit. The best actor in a kind of attention is not the best actor. The best actor in the main competition unit is the best actor."
After being here for so many days, Ding Xiu listened to Xu Haofeng's science popularization several times.
At the Cannes Film Festival, the most eye-catching is the main competition unit where the masters gather. The highest award is the Palme d'Or, which is awarded to the film, similar to the best domestic film.
Followed by the Jury Prize, Best Director, Best Screenplay, Best Actor, Best Actress, Best Screenplay, etc.
Best actors and actresses are competed for in this unit.
Things like Un Certain Regard, Short Film Competition, Film Cornerstone Unit, Golden Camera, etc. are relatively low on the list.
The one-of-a-kind attention unit mainly deals with new directors and new actors, and encourages them to have innovative spirit.
There are seven awards in this unit, the highest one is the Attention Award, which is awarded to the film.
Secondly, one focuses on the jury award, one focuses on the best director, one focuses on the best actor, and one focuses on the best screenplay award...
The Kind of Attention Best Actor Award that Ding Xiu received is a few words different from the Best Actor Award in the main competition, but the meaning is completely different, and so is the gold content.
"That's not bad. Anyway, I won the prize." Qin Gang laughed and said, "You can just play there these days and come back to me to reimburse the expenses."
After hanging up the phone, Qin Gang said to the director at the wine table: "What did you just say? The second male lead will be paid 100,000 yuan, give you a 30,000 yuan kickback, and ask our company's female artists to sleep with you."
"I'm qnmlgb, and I don't want to pee to see if I'm worthy..."
Two days later.
On the plane from Paris to Peiping.
As soon as Ding Xiu sat down, by coincidence, Shu Qi was next door.
Shu Qi came to attend the Cannes Film Festival, which he already knew. He also knew that she wanted to compete for the Best Actress, which was the Best Actress at Cannes.
Unfortunately, no grains were harvested.
"Old Xu, have you seen my Un Certain Regard for the Best Actor Award?"
"Didn't you put it in your bag?"
"Really, I don't even remember."
Ding Xiu and Xu Haofeng spoke loudly, and Shu Qi could hear them clearly. Knowing that this boy was "retaliating" against her, she simply turned her face aside.
"Old Xu, why do you think you won the award? This is my first time making a movie."
Xu Haofeng said seriously: "You have great talent, a good fit for the role, and my careful guidance. It is natural to win the award."
"Do I really have talent? I have only been in the industry for less than a year."
"Normally, this thing doesn't depend on time but talent. Just like the past Golden Horse Awards, Liu Ye won the Best Actor for his movie Lan Yu. He is only two years older than you and has just graduated from college."
"Really, then I have to work hard, otherwise it will be embarrassing to go back empty-handed next time I come to Cannes."
Shu Qi took out his Walkman, plugged his ears, folded his hands on his chest, closed his eyes and fell asleep.