On February 18, the weather cleared after the rain.
Having been in Berlin for more than ten days, it is rare to see the winter sunshine. From morning to night, the afterglow of the setting sun penetrates the snow and fog, revealing a pale yellow halo.
Falling on the snow, the ground is gilded and golden.
A ray of sunlight also passed through the glass and fell on Gao Yuanyuan's face. Her face was radiant, her eyes were as tender as water, and she helped the man tidy up his clothes with both hands.
Lu Fei held her hand, turned left when going out, and met up with Jiao Xiongping, Wang Xiaoshuai and others. The hotel where they stayed was not far from the Film Palace, and the group walked away.
While walking and chatting, this time the newly released "Daily Screen", which is the program of the Berlin Film Festival, only one "The Beautiful Legend of Sicily" scored above 3 points, and the rest were rated between 2 and 2. Tangled and wandering.
"17-Year-Old Cycling" ranked low among the finalists.
Wang Xiaoshuai frowned, worried.
Lu Fei said: "Director Wang, it's not the media that awards awards, so you don't need to pay too much attention to these ratings."
"Yes, that makes sense." Jiao Xiongping's eyes fell on him.
The sky was dark, it was almost winter night, the temperature dropped sharply, to several degrees below zero, and the dry and biting wind blew violently.
Gao Yuanyuan learned the lesson this time. She wore a long-sleeved long skirt and wore thick clothes. She also layered a layer of baby warmers and the armor was thick enough.
She took Lu Fei's arm and walked across the red carpet. She admired and sympathized with the shivering actress who was still showing off her figure.
Especially Monica Bellucci, half of her exposed back was covered with a thin layer of frost.
They quickly entered the theater and took their seats. Soon, the seats were filled.
Then the festival chairman Dieter made the opening remarks, blah blah blah, just like the principal's speech at the beginning of school. I only talk for a few minutes, and then I talk non-stop.
Just two words: cup filling.
Two more words: bureaucracy.
Lu Fei held on to his constipated face until this year's jury appeared. Directors, actors, and producers from various countries all stood in a row on the podium, and every one of them was a leader in the industry.
The process of the European Film Festival is extremely lengthy, with no accompaniment of singing and dancing, disco dancing and head-shaking, but there are many awards and various reviews interspersed.
Just repeat, repeat, repeat.
It started with insignificant scraps, such as the Weekly Film Talent Award, the Caligari Award, miscellaneous, and finally it was the turn of the first grand prize, Best New Actress.
""Love You Love Me", Li Xinjie!"
The person who presented her with the award was a Venice Best Actress. Lu Fei applauded symbolically, and kept his attention on Gao Yuanyuan. He saw her digging her fingers into the armrest of the chair, and it seemed that she was not completely relieved.
Immediately afterwards, Xie Fei, who had supported them before, walked up to the microphone and held the list of winners for Best New Actor in his hand.
Tang Danian whispered: "Hey, Fei, do you think it's you who have the most hope, or them?"
"Of course it's us."
Lu Fei crossed his legs, raised his eyebrows with one hand, and looked confident. Berlin is considered one of the three major film festivals in Europe, and it prefers Chinese films. It has produced many famous directors and movie kings and queens, such as Zhang Mouzi, Wang Quan'an, Jia Zhangke, and Wang Xiaoshuai. , Liao Fan...
"Have you ever seen a film win several awards at a film festival?"
Jiao Xiongping was surprised and looked at him seriously.
I was so busy recommending movies that I couldn't take care of these young actors. As a young couple, they often disappeared and never met each other, at most.
Now, Lu Fei's frequent shocking words made people unable to help but scrutinize them, especially since the award was about to be awarded, Cui Lin's legs were shaking nervously and her whole body was stiff.
Even Zhang Zhen, who was not far away, had his hands clasped together and shaking slightly. However, Lu Fei remained motionless, acting like a big boss.
Xie Fei scanned the audience, his eyes locked on Wang Xiaoshuai and the others, opened the envelope and read out: "'Beijing Bicycle', Cui and Lu!"
"Wow!"
Applause burst out loudly. What surprised the guests was not that a young Chinese actor won the award, but that it turned out to be a double-yolked egg!
Zhang Zhen lowered his head in despair, clenched his fists, and then reluctantly clapped his hands to show his grace.
Cui Lin's head was buzzing and she was sitting on the chair blankly. Suddenly someone put her shoulder on her shoulder, and it was Lu Fei's hand. He patted her lightly and said, "Don't be in a daze. It's time for us to go on stage."
"Oh oh oh."
In his sight, Lu Fei hugged Wang Xiaoshuai and others calmly, and when facing Gao Yuanyuan, the two of them were still close to each other.
Of course, Cui Lin didn't dare.
He walked onto the stage unsteadily, his steps weak. Without Lu Fei's support, he couldn't walk down the aisle at all. He was wondering:
This is your first time, why don't you panic?
What does this mean? I dare to "understand the applause" when faced with dozens of people from Shuimu Jingda University!
Lu Fei raised his eyebrows and walked up to the stage to receive the certificate. The trophy was a large crystal cup, which was still a bit heavy. "Hey, stop being stupid and give me a hand!"
Cui Lin complied, and the two toasted together.
Click, click, click, the media’s flashbulb flashed dazzlingly.
Putting down the trophy, Lu Fei approached the microphone and said, "Vielen Dank, thank you."
The first half of the sentence is in German, and the second half is in Chinese, because I am a Chinese.
"He can also speak German?" Wang Xiaoshuai was confused.
"Hehe, I asked here specifically when I was shopping, Vielen Dank, Vielen Dank."
Gao Yuanyuan's smile was as bright as a flower, and her eyes were full of autumn water.
"We can get this award thanks to..."
"Thank you to Producer Jiao, Director Wang, and everyone on the crew. It was you who ignited this flame and warmed my winter."
“It was cold in Berlin the night before, but it’s hot in Berlin tonight!”
Lu Fei once again raised the trophy. At this moment, Wang Xiaoshuai and Jiao Xiongping both felt honored. However, there were flaws. Cui Lin, the other winner, did not perform like this.
He was incoherent, but fortunately he asked Lu Fei to come back.
When she returned to her seat, she didn't even bother to warm the trophy, she just gave it to Gao Yuanyuan to play with.
Lu Fei curled his lips and said, "Put away the certificate for me too."
"Hey, how does it feel to be on stage?" Tang Danian poked him with his arm.
"It's a pity, this will reduce my chances of winning the Best Actor Award!"
"You think it's quite beautiful."
Tang Danian rolled his eyes and said, "Chinese-language films in the top three universities are missing the Berlin Best Actor. If you win it, you will be filling in the last piece of the puzzle. Then don't take the National Theater Examination, go directly to the National Theater Academy and become a teacher!"
Lu Fei was happy, if the students become teachers, wouldn’t they become Li Yunlong?
…………
It was eight-thirty in the evening in Berlin, and it was the early morning of the next day in Yanjing.
At 2:30, as soon as the online media who stayed up all night received the picture of holding the cup, they inserted the prepared winning comments and published the whole thing immediately.
Some of the pictures are simple, just a press release, and the entire article has only one sentence, "At the 51st Berlin Film Festival, Lu Fei and Cui Lin won the Best Newcomer Award for their debut, which is the first time in the history of Chinese films."
"Didi didi~"
Meng Meijing brought a cup of steaming coffee and sat in front of the computer. The penguin in the lower right corner of the desktop kept beating.
Since the 1.2 version was updated, many more functions have been added, especially large file transfer and QQ group, which are not available in MSN and ICQ, but people love and hate it.
Building a group requires at least one sun. Now, which account can have one sun, only super members can be activated, and the group capacity is also linked to the membership level, which is really calculating.
But the key point is that I feel like I am at get off work now after work. I send messages to the work group from time to time. Now "Sanlian" has changed from a semi-monthly publication to a weekly publication. Advertising and distribution have increased, and the workload has also increased.
Looking at the editor group, Meng Meijing took a sip of coffee and suddenly received a private message from Bian Zhihong:
[The Berlin Film Festival was a huge hit! ! ! 】
The coffee kept shaking and splashed on the keyboard. She was surprised and confused:
Will Mr. Lu really win the Best Actor?
