Chapter 713: Bound to the Childbearing System, Becoming a Winner in Life Chapter 714: Marginal Person in a Farming Novel (16)

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Main Character:

Shen Yao

Accompanied by the roar of the plane, Shen Yao and the others officially arrived abroad.

Hiss

"The temperature difference is really huge, isn't it too cold?"

Shen Yao couldn't help but mutter a couple of sentences, then wrapped the coat she had brought around herself.

Those like her attending as a screenwriter were fine, but the other main cast members had to prioritize beauty; temperature highs and lows were not within their consideration at all.

Everyone got off the plane and got into the cars waiting outside the door to head to the hotel.

That was the lodging point decided beforehand; if nothing unexpected happened, they would stay here for a period of time.

This was exactly the time when a large number of stars went abroad, not as crowded and swarming as before, but there were still many people who were not immune to the allure of foreign awards; Jiang Han Zhou used this psychology to launch the movie "Rebirth," hoping to unexpectedly win awards and thereby boost the popularity of commercial movies.

Shen Yao pushed open the room door, felt the room temperature, and nodded in satisfaction.

Mm, not bad.

After being tired for more than ten hours, Shen Yao had long wanted to sleep to recharge her spirit, after all, the feeling of not having her feet on the ground really gave her too little sense of security.

Jiang Han Zhou thoughtfully did not disturb Shen Yao until the bell rang outside the door; it was staff coming to deliver food.

Shen Yao rubbed her eyes, had the staff place the food on the table, went to the restroom to freshen up herself, and only after everything was done did she sit down to leisurely eat these slightly strange dishes.

Mm

Indeed, domestic and foreign were completely different; she was still more suited to domestic.

Didi di—

The phone screen beside her lit up with a sound; upon opening it, it turned out to be a group chat message.

Jiang Han Zhou was confirming the upcoming itinerary arrangements and some activities with everyone; behind-the-scenes personnel like Shen Yao had relatively loose activities, except for specific banquets they needed to attend, they could move freely, but actors and stars still had to attend the social gathering held domestically here, giving face to one another, and building momentum for their own side.

Shen Yao:...

The entertainment industry indeed played things flashy; no wonder Jiang Han Zhou insisted on choosing such an extraordinarily expensive gown for himself; it turned out that abroad too, they respected the clothes before the person.

However, it was not yet time for her to appear; Shen Yao happily finished eating, then changed into a slightly thicker set of clothes, and then turned around to go out.

She planned to take advantage of the ample time to stroll around the city they were in.

Because the film festival was about to be held, the streets on both sides were crowded with people; some were ordinary people who had flown here specifically, and some were entertainment industry figures who had been invited.

Because this film festival faced the globe, it counted as one of the three major ones; if they could really win the grand prize here, it would also be a very great honor.

Shen Yao had silently calculated the situation of the movie "Rebirth" in her heart; although the male and female leads had some discord during filming, the acting they contributed was still very online, at least it wouldn't make people break character.

But limited to this, because their acting had already reached a bottleneck; if there was no particularly big breakthrough, it would only get worse and worse instead of better and better.

It was a pity that the goal "Rebirth" was striving for was not some acting award the male and female leads could win, but the film and television grand prize of the movie itself and the director award reflecting the director's filming ability.

Only if the director and the movie won enough awards to reflect their own value could Jiang Han Zhou's plan proceed smoothly; this was something their crew knew from the beginning; as for why the male and female leads were still willing to put in effort to promote, of course it was because of subsequent cooperation matters; the director's commercial movies couldn't do without them joining.

Crack crack—

Taking out the camera she had brought, Shen Yao walked forward along a path; whenever she encountered interesting scenes or buildings, she would take them down one by one.

Not far away, several blond-haired, blue-eyed boys and girls were playing and fighting; their laughter and chatter reached Shen Yao's ears and also made her unable to help but laugh out loud.

Youth is truly good; it's a pity that no matter how her body changed, she could never return to the innocent time of the past.

Shaking her sentimental head, Shen Yao continued walking forward until she met several acquaintances.

Yo ho~

"What are domestic stars doing here? They're not even in the film industry."

They're all players still filming idol dramas; even attending fashion week isn't here.

"Invited by brands to come promote; at the opening ceremony they can still walk the red carpet; there aren't many now, but before this was a famous scene; that time was exactly when foreign movies were booming; domestic filmmakers considered winning foreign awards and acting as an honor, causing many people who acted to the extreme domestically to go abroad, but in the end not one of them made a name for themselves."

Nowadays the big shots aren't stupid either; foreign movies are obviously not as good as domestic ones, and even a group of international stars have to travel ten thousand li to come domestically to promote, just to earn a bit more box office.

So, thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, don't bully the young and poor.

"Oh, so it's brand invitation."

Shen Yao had no interest in getting acquainted with these actors and stars; besides, they weren't traveling alone, with many cameramen and staff following them; basically every photo sent back domestically was a carefully selected angle; wanting reality? That could only happen in dreams.

Turning her head, she entered an alley with fewer people; Shen Yao continued to wander around; occasionally when a few messages appeared on her phone, she replied in time.

"Screenwriter Shen"

"Producer Jiang"

Jiang Han Zhou was truly convinced by Shen Yao, and at the same time envied her nonchalance; he himself couldn't do it; everything was various matters waiting for him to handle one by one; besides, whether "Rebirth" could win an award was too important to him; he also had to, before the closing ceremony began, move around and smooth things over more.

"Producer Jiang doing this, won't it be a bit too fast?" A bit of excess is as bad as deficiency.

Shen Yao felt that nothing should appear too impatient, because that would very easily lead to trouble.

Jiang Han Zhou was a case of the player being confused while the bystander sees clearly; he was far from seeing as thoroughly as Shen Yao, the onlooker.

Jiang Han Zhou seemed to have reacted a bit; he cared too much about gains and losses, put too much effort into the movie "Rebirth," causing him to wish he could arrange all the awards for his own movie.

Thanking Shen Yao for the reminder, Jiang Han Zhou hung up the phone; not a moment later, he told the people beside him the plan he had just adjusted.

The invitations already set definitely could not be canceled, but the planned invitations could be temporarily put down; "Other producers are probably running around like me; we can wait and see; after all, being strong oneself is the hard truth."

If "Rebirth" could compete, whatever he did was icing on the cake; if "Rebirth" was below expectations, whatever he did couldn't change fate against the heavens.

Dozens of films came over to participate in the selection; during the process, after various killings and votes, only a few films finally made it to the selection list.

And these few films were all possible winners; before the last moment, the selection would definitely not come out; as for Jiang Han Zhou's confidence, it was just confidence he gave himself.

The subordinates who followed received the boss's orders, turned around and went down to execute them; Jiang Han Zhou himself rarely had time to rest, so he simply ran over to find Shen Yao.

Shen Yao:... Hm?

Shen Yao looked at Jiang Han Zhou, who had appeared at her door, uncertain what trick this person was playing again.

Jiang Han Zhou:...

Hey, isn't that a bit too distrustful of him? He was just tired and wanted to rest.

"Producer Jiang, you wouldn't believe those words yourself if you said them out loud," a workaholic wanting to rest, don't joke.

Jiang Han Zhou smiled and leaned close to Shen Yao, "Really, there's nowhere here that needs me right now. If I don't rest properly and conserve my strength, how will I handle the upcoming judging?"

He hadn't forgotten his film was still waiting for the judges to score it, and in a few days he still had to watch the other competing films — he needed to know himself and know the enemy.

Know yourself and know the enemy, yet he deliberately brought her along, didn't he?

A few days later, sitting in a small theater watching a realist film playing on screen, Shen Yao stared at Jiang Han Zhou beside her with a displeased expression.

This person truly has thick skin — first he accompanied her to play for a few days, then turned around and dragged her over to watch these obscure, hard-to-understand film contents.

How to put it? It's simply a bit boring!

Even though Shen Yao had previously stayed with the "Wang Sheng" production team for a long stretch of time, she still disliked the content displayed by the film "Wang Sheng".

Healing is out of the question — there's plenty of groundless whining inside; although it cleverly circles back at the end, anyone who watches will feel uncomfortable in their heart.

Perhaps this is the significance of Jiang Han Zhou investing in and filming it — because the foreign film circle just loves this tune; there's no reason, it's simply inexplicable.

Jiang Han Zhou raised his hand and pinched Shen Yao's wrist, telling her to calm down, "All the shortlisted films these days are this kind of plot."

Jiang Han Zhou also didn't know if everyone came just for what suits their taste, causing seven films total — four are realist, and the remaining three are even more wildly fanciful, not as good as the realist ones.

At least realist films let people understand; the wildly fanciful content leaves people unable to comprehend. That "Quan Xiang Jiu Meng", from the same country as the jury chairman, is even more heavyweight — without some logical thinking you can't even analyze who's the main character and who's the supporting character inside.

"Watching them one by one like this, the jury people might well be exhausted to the point of occupational injury; who knows which film the final grand prize will fall to — at least with my temperament it's hard to understand this film's core expression; this one is both friend and lover, the male lead appears even more three-hearted two-minded, lustful thoughts rising to the brain."

"Who knows? Perhaps some film will hit the jury's appetite and make them very satisfied," Jiang Han Zhou saw the film was nearly finished playing, stood up and led Shen Yao away.

Shen Yao glanced at this theater — the sparse, trickling audience numbered only three or five small cats; half of them were film critics skilled at analysis. Tsk tsk tsk, guessing this film isn't very popular.

"Where are we going next?" Shen Yao glanced at the watch dial on her wrist, which clearly displayed the corresponding accurate time — they could still watch one more film.

"Let's go eat. Lots of people have come here recently; if we go late we'll have to queue," as for the originally scheduled baffling film, let's talk tomorrow.

Anyway this kind of exhibition isn't just a day or two — it has to last at least until the closing ceremony begins.

Jiang Han Zhou raised his hand and rubbed his somewhat sore and swollen head, thinking Shen Yao's words weren't wrong — this tune of film really isn't something ordinary people can digest; just this once, regardless of whether "Wang Sheng" wins an award this time, he doesn't want to come for such a round again.

The two ate a meal, and the time spent actually exceeded watching the film; key point: the dishes served weren't great either — at least they didn't suit their two domestic stomachs.

Shen Yao:...

Shen Yao propped her chin, with more or less entertainment industry peers all around her.

Because this restaurant is quite famous, and the flavor of its dishes is the best in the whole city — yet even this they couldn't accept, let alone how other restaurants could be.

Jiang Han Zhou had already exchanged pleasantries with a whole circle around them; although they're currently competitors abroad (mostly, some can't hold up because the films submitted are too trash), back home they're intimate brothers and sisters making money together.

At least in Jiang Han Zhou's view, the conflicts between them aren't as troublesome as those films, so he just stepped away briefly and chatted with that crowd.

The System was surprised, "Host actually isn't angry?" This is obviously temporarily ignoring the Host, right.

Shen Yao raised an eyebrow, lifted her wine glass to her lips and tasted the supposedly very authentic red wine — hmm, astringent to the point she didn't want to say anything.

"Angry about what? He's not neglecting proper business; moreover me stepping forward would be even more unsuitable," otherwise she wouldn't be sitting here waiting for Jiang Han Zhou to return but would personally go up and chat with these people.

"System, you say should I expand my business scope?" Being a producer seems to make money — at least Jiang Han Zhou is very successful, Feng Chen is too; unlike her, working diligently for several months, the money she gets isn't even as much as the income from investing in one film.

System:...

"If Host wants to, certainly can — after all Host hasn't not been one before; this person even has an interface to switch careers; relying on family real estate for support, also made a famous reputation in the circle."

"Let's leave it at that for now; whatever there is, wait until we return to the country to say," Shen Yao put down the wine glass in hand, her body slowly leaning back, the person appearing calm.

Not far away, Jiang Han Zhou was talking with a famous director; seeing Shen Yao's gaze looking over, he smiled and raised the wine glass in his hand.

The wine glass was illuminated by the indoor lights, the wine inside clearly visible.

Shen Yao likewise returned a smile; a moment later, Jiang Han Zhou returned, lowered his eyes and said something to Shen Yao, and only then did the two rise and leave one after another.

The hotel side was also busy — the "Wang Sheng" production team's actors and directors also had to pull all kinds of connections; when Shen Yao and Jiang Han Zhou returned, they happened to run into the female lead and male lead standing before the director chatting amiably.

Just not far from the group, there were also several cameras pointed at them filming away.

"This is a domestic TV station interview; they'll probably also film a short piece for broadcast," Jiang Han Zhou indicated this had nothing to do with him — probably the director's connections.

An "oh" sound, Shen Yao gave a meaningful look at the intimately related few people, turned and left with Jiang Han Zhou.

Such time continued for several more days, until the film festival welcomed its closing ceremony — also the very evening when the grand prize would be officially announced on the spot.