Just like mainland students never care about what is written in Duke Kaishen's diary, some relics of the Republic of China don't care about what the Taizu of this dynasty wrote. Those are all things that are ignored!
The result is that the mouth that was still praising you just now is like a mute now. The old woman was speechless by Zhou Qingfeng and was completely speechless. She was mocking the lack of culture in the Mainland just now, but she was so dumb.
The BOSS is blasted to the ground!
"In those days, most of the intellectuals in the Republic of China were just complaining about nothing. Whether they wrote novels or poems, they all had a sense of overseas Chinese sentiment. Those intellectuals could not change the world, nor could they change themselves. They could only end up in despair."
"Nowadays, some people still cling to the minor tunes of the Republic of China, but they don't know that times have changed. Being able to recite a few sour poems and write a few ** has long been out of fashion. There are always people who live a comfortable life, but they want others to
Purify your soul, this kind of person is so hypocritical and shameless."
"The general trend of the world cannot be stopped by anyone who wants to. Now that the mainland has accumulated enough energy, it is on the verge of exploding. People who use mantises as chariots may not necessarily die, but it must be a joke."
The cultural exchange meeting reached the second stage, and Zhou Qingfeng directly prevented the old woman from getting off the stage. His words were extremely sharp, and his sarcastic remarks were not polite at all, and he was hurtful both inside and outside of his words.
Lina and others didn't quite understand what was going on with the poem just now, but they knew very well that Zhou Qingfeng spoke so rudely because he was obviously angry. Normally, Uncle Zhou always gets into trouble when he doesn't agree with something, but today
It's a rare sight to see him quarrel with others.
The old woman completely shut down, but the local film critic in Hong Kong couldn't sit still. He felt that if he didn't say a few words, the limelight of today's exchange meeting would be stolen by an outsider.
"Mr. Lin, you can't force others to choose what kind of life they want. You want to live a life of intense and constant promotion, but some people just don't want to.
According to the survey, 70% of French people pursue small but continuous happiness in daily life. For example, after turning off the mobile phone, spending a whole day with your lover in an art gallery, then calm down to read a book, or listen to music.”
The film critic is a bit older, and even though he is old, he still wears his hair disheveled and pretends to be artistic. He paints a picture of petty bourgeoisie, which actually makes many young people in the scene yearn for it.
But Zhou Qingfeng immediately said lightly, "After listening to the music, it's time to find a place to have sex, right?"
Ah ha ha ha..., the scene burst into laughter, this scene is even more exciting.
The film critic looked at Zhou Qingfeng very unhappily, with only two words in his eyes - gangster.
Probably because he felt that he could not talk about the abstract concept of art with a gangster, the long-haired film critic immediately changed the subject and said: "Mr. Lin, you are a mainland filmmaker. What do you think of the mainland film market?"
"It's a mess." Zhou Qingfeng said bluntly about this, "The remuneration of celebrities looks like Hollywood, but the films produced are unsightly. I spent a lot of money but can't produce it to the level it should be. It's just like the national football team. It's a country."
shame."
As a result, Zhou Qingfeng told the truth, and the film critic just a few seats away from him immediately started to ridicule mode. They kept talking about the long-term prosperity of European and American film art, and then talked about the past glory of Hong Kong movies, and finally squeezed the mainland
There is a flood of bad movies.
This is the problem of the mainland's system. There are a few bad guys but no sense of responsibility. They are proud of their achievements. The audience's aesthetic standards are too bad, and the quality of the actors is even worse.
At the end of the sentence, the hairy film critic seemed to have said it too happily, and shouted as if to vent: "If I meet actors from the mainland, I will teach them how to make movies."
Yo...?
Everyone looked sideways and fell silent, all staring at Zhou Qingfeng.
Zhou Qingfeng, who was originally sitting quietly, scratched his head, but stood up unhappy but helplessly and said: "I am an actor from the mainland, what do you want to teach me?"
Huh..., one of the film critics looked at Zhou Qingfeng, as if they just knew him. However, the host at the scene smoothed things over and explained that the long-haired film critic was of high seniority and had profound qualifications, but he was not interested in the current generation of mainland actors.
I'm afraid I don't quite understand.
Of course it was impossible to give on-the-spot guidance, and Zhou Qingfeng was persuaded to return to his position. However, one film critic did not take Zhou Qingfeng seriously. They began to talk about mainland films learning from Europe and the United States, "As an actor, one should
If you want to make progress, if you don’t win a few awards, what’s the difference between you and me?”
The host had to remind him in a low voice: "Mr. Lin won the Best Actor Award at the Shanghai Film Festival."
"The Magic City Film Festival does not have a long history and is not influential enough. The selections are all shady, and the credibility is insufficient." The daily job of film critics is to criticize. The long-haired person in front of me probably found his own strengths and just said no.
stop.
"Have you ever won a Hong Kong film award?"
"No."
"Have you ever won an award at the Tokyo Film Festival?"
"nor."
"Have you ever won an award at the Seoul Film Festival?"
"Nothing more."
After several questions and answers, the host couldn't get a word in. The hall was attracting people with the quick talk of the long-haired film critic and the rolling of Zhou Qingfeng's eyes. Several cameras were filming, and the two people's images were directly placed on the
On the large projection screen in the staircase hall.
This explosive questioning made nearly 2,000 people at the scene become silent. But after all, the majority of people knew the identity of 'Lin Sen', so everyone felt that there was another good show to watch, and they all watched it with gusto.
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The long-haired film critic on the stage felt that he was in great shape today, and his several consecutive questions seemed to knock this ignorant kid in front of him into a tailspin.
At the end, Changmao also said: "Even winning these film awards in Asia is not enough. An actor's real achievement must be measured by winning awards from the three major European film festivals."
I personally admire the Cannes Film Festival. In terms of artistic achievements, Cannes awards undoubtedly represent the highest recognition in the industry. Even being nominated for an award is a supreme honor, but it is a pity that Asian actors are still too weak."
Speaking of this, Changmao's film critic gave some pointers and criticized Fang Qiu's fun. Zhou Qingfeng, who had always been sullen and sullen, suddenly interjected and asked Changmao: "Uncle, how long has it been since you watched the news?
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"I never read news about the entertainment industry. I am a person who studies art." Changmao looked confident, and at the end he did not forget to say something to Zhou Qingfeng, "Young people should work hard. If you can get nominated for an award in Cannes
, I’m willing to shine your shoes.”
Ha..., this is what you put on my gun. What's wrong with this, I have to mention Cannes!
I didn’t want that bad Cannes nomination at the beginning.
Now the scene was filled with chuckles again. Even the host looked helpless, feeling that he had tried his best, but he couldn't save the situation and could only watch someone being embarrassed.
Zhou Qingfeng stood up again, walked a few steps to the film critic, and raised one foot over.
"What are you doing?" Changmao looked at Zhou Qingfeng's shoes and glared at Zhou Qingfeng and said angrily.
"Shine your shoes!" Zhou Qingfeng would not save face for the other party by injuring others like this. He raised his chin and said, "Don't go back on your words."
"Why?"
"Just because I was nominated for Best Actor at this year's Cannes Film Festival!"
"You were nominated for Best Actor at Cannes?"
It’s your own fault!
Looking at Lin Sen's pair of shoes, the long-haired film critic was dumbfounded. A thought ran through his mind - how is it possible? Are the Cannes film festival judges under a collective mental spell? They actually nominated the best actor.