Chapter 959 955 Lived Like the Other Party

Chapter 959 955. Live like the other person

International...

When Xu Xin heard these two words, he had a headache.

No...

What's going on?

How did it become international?

And thinking about these two words, the first idea in his mind was...to increase the number of awards.

The existing awards would definitely not be enough if international films were to come in.

It is estimated that we should learn from the three major European awards and have humanitarian awards, film festival critic awards, I have something to tell you, etc.

When he thought about the proliferation of silver ribbon trophies, his head hurt.

Why...why should everything be international?

The current Silk Road Film Festival does not have the size of an international film festival...Didn't you see that even the Magic City Film Festival, which is obviously 9A, is held in a weird way every year?

The reason why the Silk Road Film Festival did not go international in the first place was that it hoped to establish a professional reputation in China first.

And now once the name "international" is added, the value of the award that has been established with great difficulty will definitely be diluted.

Now, he knows what he has to do.

"Brother Qi, we have to think of a countermeasure first, that is... how to keep the value of our film festival awards!"

And Qi Lei's response was...

"Ah..."

He sighed again.

Seeing him sigh, Xu Xin knew that he was probably confused at the moment.

After thinking for a while, he asked:

"We don't need to provide the funds, right?"

"No. Of course not. Still want to take our money!? No way!"

Qi Lei, who looked like a miser, shook his head directly:

"Besides, they have money. I called you here today because you are the initiator of the Silk Road Film Festival. Your words are not only useful here, but also can play a decisive role in their tomorrow. We have to come up with a plan quickly...or draw a bottom line. The bottom line now is that the second venue is set in stone, and it will definitely be in Fuzhou next year. The international venue cannot be changed, and there will definitely be foreign films next year. This is the bottom line..."

"..."

Xu Xin stopped talking and began to brainstorm wildly in his mind.

Until the two finished smoking.

"Let's go, let's go up and talk."

"Yeah."

...

It turns out that what Qi Lei said was absolutely right, and everyone was very angry.

Some people even slammed the table.

As for who it was, I won't say.

Anyway...

How did you say that?

Fury of incompetence?

That's probably what it means.

From the beginning of the meal until the end of the tea party at 3 o'clock.

After a group of people brainstormed, they finally came up with a similar countermeasure.

First, the Silk Road Film Festival is led by the Western Film Group, and the evaluation standards should be based on the film and television evaluation standards. Non-film and television practitioners are not allowed to enter the jury. The selection of jury members should maintain a fair and neutral perspective and select practitioners with aesthetic standards.

Second, the Silk Road Film Festival is a people's film festival. The review standards of the public review member club remain unchanged. The number of reviewers of the public review club for the annual selection of works shall not be less than 50%. Other reviewers still give priority to film and television practitioners and play a leading role. The number of reviewers shall not be less than 30% of the total review team.

Third, the Silk Road Film Festival is changed to an international film festival, but the awards must be distinguished. Chinese-language films and international film awards are distinguished, and award categories are established.

These three points are the countermeasures that everyone has studied.

They are used to protect the hard-won gold content of the Silk Road Film Festival, which has just sprouted and broken through the ground.

Even international films can be appropriately delegated to Fuzhou.

But Chinese-language films must be strictly guarded, and the selection of awards must be firmly retained by the judges selected by Xiying.

No room for negotiation, no concession.

Even the king of heaven and the old man can't do it.

It's not that I don't believe in the artists in Fuzhou.

It's just...

They don't have the deep foundation of Xiying.

At the dinner table, everyone raised a point... That is, they are afraid that they will use their ability to interfere with the film festival to select some awards that are not worthy of their positions.

Therefore, the jury's judging criteria are the top priority.

This requirement seems to be quite harsh, which is equivalent to Fuzhou having no rights.

But...

You have picked all the peaches, what else do you want to do?

It would be too much to think about PEACH again.

And according to Minister Wu...

The people in the Ministry of Finance have already started to jump up and down and curse.

In the past two years, everyone can see the tourism revenue generated by Xi'an in August every year. It is really a "windfall"!

But now half of it has to be given away!

It is said that the Ministry of Finance has already started to use the spirit writing to smear the villain.

Just imagine how angry they will be.

Xi'an has finally succeeded in transformation, but now it has been plucked away by a guy who is eaten by Guangdong people every day!

I am so angry that I want to choke these people to death with Tuotuo steamed buns...

When Xu Xin went home in the afternoon and told Yang Mi about this, Yang Mi's response was somewhat treasonous.

"Huh? Fuzhou? That's good. I can take Nuannuan and Yangyang to eat seafood next year~"

Xu Xin was so angry that he almost threw the braised jelly that his wife packed back on her head.

Bah!

Short-sighted woman!

Stupid groundhog.

But no matter what...

This matter is already a done deal.

There is no way.

On Monday, the delegation from Fuzhou had a cordial meeting with Xiying Group, friendly discussions, and sincere exchanges.

Then...

At noon, in the small cafeteria, I don’t know who was so crazy to use a table of seafood to entertain the delegation.

As for the result...

In fact, there was no result.

The delegation was just a mouthpiece, a formality.

The moment this matter was passed down from above, it was already a foregone conclusion.

…

On Monday night, Xu Xin returned home.

Yang Mi had already started packing.

Nuan Nuan was making a fuss. Whenever her mother put a piece of clothing in it, she would take it out and throw it away.

Yang Yang was crying...

Obviously, neither of the siblings wanted their mother to leave.

Xu Xin, who came back with a suitcase, took a look and picked up his daughter.

“Baby, do you miss your daddy?”

As a result, Nuan Nuan struggled like a calf and was about to run out, because Yang Mi took out another piece of clothing.

She will be away for a long time this time.

Basically, if they want to meet again, it will be when the movie comes to China for promotion.

Yang Mi was obviously in a bad mood.

Seeing Nuan Nuan struggling in her husband's arms, she just kept a cold face and continued to pick up the clothes that her daughter had thrown everywhere, without even folding them, and stuffed them into the box.

Xu Xin knew... her mood was already extremely bad at this moment.

But there was nothing to do.

Cooperating with the film promotion is the obligation of every actor.

What's more...

She is still the heroine.

But the main reason why the child reacted so strongly this time was that she had just left for 10 to 20 days to film, and she hadn't stayed at home for a few days, and she had to leave again.

"Dad, I don't want Mom to leave."

Nuan Nuan, who was still throwing a tantrum just now, finally calmed down in Xu Xin's arms.

Or... she knew that it was no use to make a fuss. She turned to begging.

Beg dad to ask mom not to leave...

Hearing this, Xu Xin thought for a moment and said:

"Mom has to go to work."

"Mom doesn't work."

"Mom has to work to support us."

"Mom doesn't work, Dad works... Grandma and grandpa work, Dad doesn't work either."

"..."

"..."

The two elders were speechless.

But they didn't know what to say.

The child is gradually growing up and has his own independent personality and consciousness.

This is a process that everyone will experience.

And the two children in the family are actors and directors...

At this time, Xu Xin said:

"Why don't we go together?"

"Go and dream!"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Mi, who came out with clothes, stopped him.

She glared at Xu Xin with a very stern look:

"She has to take piano lessons, and they both have to go to kindergarten! You dare to skip class!"

"..."

This sentence made Xu Xin speechless.

"Dad, I'm going..."

"Xu Wanqing! If you dare to provoke Dad again, I'll beat you up, believe it or not!"

Seeing her raise her hand, Xu Xin quickly protected the child in his arms.

He was just threatening, but this tiger woman really beat him up.

Then...

Nuannuan finally broke down.

"Woo wow..."

Seeing her daughter crying, Yang Mi was obviously more irritated at this moment... She didn't want to leave, but the problem was that she had to leave.

This was very annoying.

Add to that the crying of the two children, and she simply didn't care.

Cry.

Make your real mother cry until she breaks down, then let your real father find you a stepmother and beat you up every day!

See what you can do!

...

It was a little after 9 o'clock in the evening.

Xu Xin, who was just about to go back to sleep, walked out of the studio.

Before going to bed, he habitually lit a cigarette and sat under the corridor light in the yard to smoke.

With a "creak", the door was pushed open.

Xu Xin turned his head and saw that it was his wife, and asked:

"Is the child asleep?"

"Yes."

Yang Mi responded, looked down at the hinge of the door, and said:

"Why is the door creaking? Does it need lubrication? Remember to buy some lubrication tomorrow."

"Isn't the lubrication in the bedside table?"

"Get lost!"

The young woman rolled her eyes at him unhappily, then looked around and suddenly said:

"Drink something?"

"...Ah?"

Xu Xin was a little confused:

"Now?"

"Yes, now."

The woman who rarely ate supper for so many years nodded:

"I can't eat at night, and I see you don't eat much either..."

"Yes, the two children are in a bad mood today."

"Ah..."

Yang Mi sighed.

She and her husband didn't eat much at night today because of the crying of the children.

Then, she pointed to the corner:

"Put up the table, and let's have a drink."

Then she walked directly into the kitchen.

Xu Xin didn't ask what to eat, and obediently unfolded the small square table that he usually used to drink tea and warm himself in the yard and to place things.

The table was not big, 80 square meters, and it was definitely enough for two people.

Then he walked into the kitchen, and then saw Yang Mi pressing a piece of beef and cutting it with a knife.

He asked in surprise:

"Still cooking?"

"No, let's have some hot pot, something hot, the wine is cold. Go get some charcoal and light it."

"Uh... OK."

Since she asked, Xu Xin followed her.

He walked out with the blowtorch.

He had a clay stove at home, but he forgot why he bought it.

He put an alcohol block in it, and then filled it with olive charcoal, and started to roast it with his blowtorch.

Soon, all the olive charcoal turned red.

At this time, Yang Mi also prepared the ingredients.

A casserole with clear water in it, and a few shrimps floating in the clear water.

Then there was a plate of beef, and some frozen shrimps, lettuce, etc.

"White or red?"

"White, get a bottle of good wine."

"... Then I'll open a fifty-year-old one?"

"Okay... Hehe, Lao Wang would be so mad if he knew."

"It's okay, we'll finish drinking, keep the bottle, and give him some Erguotou. He won't drink Moutai!"

When Xu Xin took out the fifty-year-old Moutai from the study, he saw that his wife had even prepared the dipping sauce for him.

His habit is to use shacha sauce + seafood soy sauce, and then add some chili, coriander and chopped green onion.

Yang Mi sat in the evening breeze, staring at the black and red charcoal fire under the small casserole in a daze.

The evening breeze blew her hair and danced lightly.

It was as beautiful as the moon in the sky.

He didn't say much, and after opening the wine, he put it in front of his nose and sniffed it.

"Tsk... fragrant."

After filling the two wine cups that revealed a clear golden halo under the corridor lights, the water in the pot had not yet boiled.

There was only a slight wisp of smoke.

He asked:

"What's wrong?"

Yang Mi didn't look at him, but continued to stare at the small red clay stove, her tone a little vague:

"I suddenly feel a little tired."

Hearing this, Xu Xin thought for a while and said:

"Then let's take a break this year. I'm tired too... We haven't had much rest this year. Although it's just the beginning of the year, but... I really feel tired."

Yang Mi didn't respond to him, but continued:

"I won't shoot any in-depth subjects in the future."

This time, Xu Xin was really surprised and couldn't help looking up:

"Ah?"

This time, the woman opposite finally moved her eyes away from the charcoal fire and fell on her husband's face:

"Don't blame me, okay?"

"Uh..."

Xu Xin thought for a while and asked:

"How long have you been holding this idea in your heart?"

"Less than five minutes."

"...Ah?"

Looking at her speechless husband, according to her previous temper, she would smile playfully, showing the health of her small white teeth.

But now, she just pursed her lips and nodded:

"While you were holding the wine just now, I figured it out."

She raised two fingers:

"I figured out two things."

"Which two things?"

"First, I will not shoot any movies that require a long preparation. It's too tiring. In the future, I don't care about big or small productions. I will take a look at the role. It doesn't matter if I am sincere or not, as long as I am good at it. I will never take roles like Zhaodi and Gong Er that require a little bit of training and polishing."

The more she spoke, the more determined she seemed.

Nodding vigorously:

"That's right, I won't take it again... I know that if I really choose this, my acting career in this life may end here..."

"That's not the case."

Although he didn't know why she thought so, after understanding what his wife meant, Xu Xin interrupted her:

"In my eyes, an actor's acting skills are actually interpreting other people's lives. You are not static, and in eternal time, you are also growing every moment. Since you are tired, recharge yourself. If you meet a role you like, then act. If you don't meet a role you like, you can do the most basic exercise of an actor - observation, isn't it? It's not just one difficult role after another that can help an actor improve his acting skills. The most important thing is observation and understanding."

"... Yeah."

Yang Mi nodded, but immediately said:

"As long as you pay more, I will act too!"

"..."

Xu Xin rolled his eyes when he heard this.

It sounds like the family is short of those three melons and two dates.

Then he asked:

"What about the second one?"

"I don't plan to continue working in Hollywood. It feels so tiring. It's too far and too much trouble. Including all future movies or TV series, I'll try to be short and quick. Hollywood... just experience it once."

"Oh?"

Xu Xin was a little surprised:

"Last time on the Avenue of Stars, didn't you say..."

"It's a different time. At that time, I thought it would be great if I could become a Hollywood star... But now... I don't think so. So, this movie is my last one in Hollywood. But you..."

"What's wrong with me?"

"You said at that time that you just need to experience Hollywood. But this time, for Sister Mo, you agreed to cooperate with Paramount... This is not something that can be done with one or two movies. Ha~"

Suddenly, she chuckled.

Because...

The pot is boiling.

So, she picked up the wine glass:

"It seems that we have become each other's shape."

"..."

Xu Xin thought it was bad.

Why did this woman start to talk dirty?

Could it be...

"Oh, by the way, wolfberry!"

She finished her glass of wine and stood up...

Xu Xin knew...it was over.

I'm afraid I'm going to enter the alchemy furnace again tonight.

But it’s normal to think about it... I’m leaving tomorrow. Why can’t I pay the landlord’s rent in full before I leave?

So he picked up a chopstick of beef.

Eat more and be full.

I, Lao Xu, will fight with you tonight!

Soon, a handful of wolfberries were thrown into the pot.

By the way, a handful of spicy peanuts were placed on the table.

Yang Mi followed the idea of ​​eating green vegetables first, threw two lettuce leaves into the pot, and also picked up a chopstick of beef.

Soon, the pink beef was covered in sauce and stuffed into her mouth.

Although it was not freshly slaughtered beef, the cool breeze and hot pot and the feast of her old lover were enough for her to put aside all pickiness.

After taking a bite of meat, he picked up the wine cup again.

"Come."

"Come~"

After a "sip" and another glass of wine, her eyes became brighter.

"Husband~"

"Um?"

"This period of time... it's all been hard on you. I'm sorry, it's my fault..."

"Why are you talking about this?"

Xu Xin rolled her eyes angrily:

"When we were together, we talked about this matter thousands of times. When you were busy, I was free, and when I was busy, you were free. You were busy with your business, and I took good care of the children at home... I happened to be tired too, Take a break."

"Well!...Oh, I just can't bear to leave them both. When I cried today, I felt very uncomfortable..."

"I just said that at the worst, I could take a few months off. It's kindergarten anyway..."

"Absolutely not!"

When she talked about this, Yang Mi's tone became firm again.

Ignoring her husband stealing the piece of lettuce from me, she said firmly:

"Learning is never wrong at any time. We can't let them think that school is a dispensable place just because of their...emotions. Even if we are rich...that won't work. Children must be sensible. , in life, in front of parents...but the most important thing is to stop making such crooked ideas in the future, do you hear me?"

"Okay~"

Xu Xin responded calmly and then asked:

"Did I eat the shrimp?"

"Get off."

After a few frozen shrimps went down, the temperature in the pot dropped sharply.

Taking advantage of this time, Xu Xin lit a cigarette.

In the smoke, he heard Yang Mi say:

"During my absence, I have told Sister Zeng that if there is another invitation from you, I may not be able to filter it for you in time due to the time difference. You have to weigh this yourself. "

"good."

Xu Xin agreed casually.

Do you think this is a problem?

At this time, he heard his wife sigh.

It wasn't a sigh, but a... very strange emotion.

"well……"

Holding her chin with one hand, she looked at the little bits of red shrimp in the pot and murmured:

"So tired..."

"Then have a good sleep tonight."

"Um……"

Yang Mi responded and picked up the wine cup again.

And just when Xu Xin finished drinking, she found that she had scooped a spoonful of wolfberry with a spoon:

"Here, eat."

"..."

The evening breeze is slightly cool.

Xu Xinxin said that it is really a cool night tonight...

…

At noon on Tuesday, Yang Mi took Sun Ting and Cheng Hu on their journey.

Good news: I can finally sleep alone tonight.

Bad news: No one will warm the bed tonight.

Then...the first thing he needed to think about came.

"Hey, Sister Zeng, what's wrong?"

"Director Xu, is Mimi gone?"

"Just left. At this moment...well, just took off."

"No wonder I can't get through to her on the phone."

Zeng Jia said on the phone:

"Mimi can't be reached right now, so I can only ask you. Will you attend the Film Directors Guild's 2012 Commendation Award Ceremony?"

"Uh...where?"

"Directors Guild...didn't you join it?"

Hearing Zeng Jia's words, Xu Xin was stunned:

"I joined? When? Why didn't I know?"

"You haven't joined? Your membership number is 213. The invitation letter has been sent to the company."

"... seize the young master?"

For some reason, Xu Xin couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth when he heard the number 213. He was speechless.

Although there was nothing he disliked about this number...but where did this inexplicable ill feeling come from?

Also...when did you join the Directors Guild?

He really couldn't remember.

"213. Now the number of directors in the entire Directors Guild is 296... So, your number is quite early. They only approved 12 directors last year. I estimate that your number is at least three to five years old."

Hearing this, Xu Xin was even less impressed.

If calculated based on five years...he is preparing for the Olympics in 2008.

Where can I find the time for this?

Could it be Yang Mi did it?

But why didn't you tell yourself?

He was a little puzzled, but his wife had just taken off at the moment, so he didn't bother to ask, he just said:

"Sister Zeng, what is this commendation meeting for?"

"It's the Awards Ceremony of the Directors Guild. It selects the outstanding films of last year. I took a look and found that the chairman of this jury is Jia Zhangke, who is also the vice president of the Directors Guild."

"Well..."

Xu Xin thought for a while and asked:

"So, last year's outstanding film... I was shortlisted?"

"Yes, you are in the director, film, and actress of the year awards. The actress is Liu Yifei. But... other films including "1942" are also nominated."

"Is this my first time being nominated?"

"Wait a minute, let me take a look."

"Okay."

A moment.

"In 2010, it was The Hawthorn Tree... You were the director and the film. In 2011, it was 33 Days, and Wei Wei was nominated for the best actress. But she didn't win. In 2010, it was Chongqing Rizhao. Bingbing won the best actress."

"Oh~"

Xu Xin responded, thought for a moment, and said:

"When will they start?"

"On the 20th. Saturday night."

"Yanjing?"

"Yes, in Yanjing."

"That... OK."

Seeing that he agreed, Zeng Jia said:

"Ah? Do you want to discuss it with Mimi?... She always helped you ignore such ceremonies in the past. Originally, I meant to notify you. If you refuse, I will tell Xiying Studio to let them send someone to attend..."

"No need. Isn't Liu Yifei also nominated this time? It's okay for me to go there and support her."

He agreed very happily.

In that case, Zeng Jia didn't say much.

Although she was also surprised.

Because for so many years, she basically asked people from Xiying Studio to attend all the invitations to award ceremonies sent to the company.

According to Mimi:

"Xu Xin doesn't need to rely on exposure to hype. He doesn't care if he just sits there to attend these awards. And he doesn't like the scene of dividing pork. He complained after going there before... Why bother?"

Zeng Jia also thought it made sense.

Indeed, many domestic directors need various awards to brush up their qualifications.

But Xu Xin really doesn't need it.

Although there are a lot of miscellaneous award records under his Baidu Encyclopedia, if you exclude those he didn't attend... maybe some awards are really few and far between.

But each one is full of gold.

After Xu Xin agreed to this, he told Su Meng the news and asked her to remember to prepare the dress in advance.

Then less than 20 minutes later, Yang Mi called:

"Did you accept that invitation?"

"Yes."

"Oh, I'm speechless... This invitation was sent at the right time. When I start filming, I will help you reject it. That award is meaningless and has no attention. Actors try their best to participate just to show their faces in front of the director. It's meaningless. Besides, the first session was held in 2004 because of too little attention, and the second session was held in 2010. Why did you participate..."

"Isn't Fei Fei nominated? Go to support her."

"Feng Xiaogang is also there!"

"Yes, what's the matter? What? Can you hit me?"

"That's not the case... The main thing is that you and Feng Xiaogang bump into each other at the award ceremony every year. Generally, I have pushed this kind of thing for you... OK, then go ahead. You don't know, when Sister Zeng told me about it, she was stunned, she didn't expect you to agree so readily. But they are quite powerful this time, and the funding is sponsored by Alibaba..."

"Then I guess we won't see anyone from Tencent, right?"

"Who knows... Anyway, you can do whatever you want, I'm hanging up."

"Wait a minute, let me ask you, when did I join the Directors Association? Why don't I remember it?"

"I filled out the application form for you. At that time, I had just joined Xiying and hadn't deteriorated with the Beijing circle. I was thinking about helping you brush up your qualifications, so I did it."

"And then you got a 213?"

"What's wrong with 213?"

"...Nothing, OK, hang up."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Xin threw the phone aside.

It's just an awards ceremony.

It's a trivial matter.

Not worth thinking about.

By the way, I'll go to the hospital tomorrow to check urine ketones, just do a liver function test and urine test, it should be quick. But if there are a lot of people, you have to wait in line for a long time, maybe a whole morning, and it will be difficult to get an appointment with a specialist.

The minimum for tomorrow is 7,000.