Chapter 329

Chen Nuo didn't know what Luo Man Polanski was thinking.

Let's not talk about before; relying on his seniority, looking down on the cubs who became popular overnight, and bullying newcomers in the industry was a routine operation.

But it's 2010, big brother.

Does he really think the 20.91 million fans he has on FB are just for show?

A fucking international fugitive, not living with his tail tucked, but daring to speak out everywhere, afraid that everyone will forget who you are, right?

He really made the call. Los Angeles Police Department 911.

When he made the call, let alone he almost laughed out loud, the operator lady on the phone really laughed.

"Polanski? Berlin?"

That tone was like saying SpongeBob? Mars?

But it doesn't matter, this was originally meant to be funny.

Unless America unifies the world, it is possible for the LAPD to pursue criminals across the ocean.

However, such an interesting thing, with so many media reporters watching, it is impossible not to report it.

Hehe.

Chen Nuo is determined to test the quality of that pedophile.

He really wants to see, after people all over the world recall what Luo Man Polanski did in the 70s, whether his artist title and the sympathy points from his late wife can continue to protect him in Europe, living a happy life and talking nonsense.

Chen Nuo is very angry because what this person said is too much.

Actually saying he is the most overrated actor in the world today.

If he is, then what is the person in front of him?

"Hey, Chen, waited for you for a long time."

"Hello Leonardo, I'm glad you came here to watch my movie."

The two hugged first, then Leonardo DiCaprio took two steps back, looked at Chen Nuo's attire, and raised his eyebrows, "Chinese style? Pretty cool."

"Yeah, hello, Martin, thank you for coming to support." Chen Nuo shook hands with Martin Scorsese again and hugged him.

Old friends meeting is quite happy, there is still some time before the movie starts, Chen Nuo simply sat on the spacious seats of the Film Palace and chatted with the two of them.

The topic naturally revolved around the movie that was about to start.

"Your movie is very popular, I hope our movie will also have such a grand occasion the night after tomorrow." Martin Scorsese laughed, "When was the last time you won an award in Berlin? 05?"

"Yes, 2005, the 55th."

"I heard that you were only a high school student at that time?"

"Yes, that's right."

Leo said "wow," and continued: "I dare say, with that trophy. You must have been very popular in your high school."

Chen Nuo smiled: "But still not as popular as you were after *Titanic*."

Leo laughed and said: "Good things in the world cannot be occupied by you alone. If you want my *Titanic*, unless you exchange it with your Oscar."

"Just a supporting actor, you even care about this."

"I want the Best Sound Editing too. Every time I think of that little golden man in your bedroom, I can't sleep, I'm not joking, Chen."

"It's not in my bedroom. I actually forgot where I put it. Sorry, Leo, people will always not cherish the things they get. Conversely... I understand you."

"Haha!" Leonardo laughed. Then he blocked it with his hand and gave him a middle finger.

Chen Nuo also laughed and followed suit.

The two of them f-ed each other, Leo sighed and said: "I'm really jealous of you, Martin told me, you have a good chance of winning the Berlin Best Actor for the second time this time."

"Oh?" Chen Nuo looked at the top Hollywood director in surprise.

Martin Scorsese laughed and followed up: "Berlin likes realistic themes. This fits the feeling your movie poster gives me, and the jury president this time is my old friend Werner Herzog. I can tell you that he likes movies about love."

After hearing this, it's impossible for Chen Nuo not to be happy.

Film is an art.

As long as it is art, subjective color is an important part of it.

If the jury president at a film festival prefers a certain type of film, then for this type of film, it is definitely a very favorable factor.

Not only happy, he really wants to give Director Zhang Yimou a like.

Old Mouzi is awesome.

Actually, before coming, Zhang Yimou talked to him. Said that missing Venice was a blessing in disguise.

Why?

Because Venice actually likes avant-garde and more artistic films, which doesn't really fit the attributes of *Hawthorn Tree*. *Hawthorn Tree* doesn't have an advantage going there.

And among the three major European film festivals, Cannes, Berlin, and Venice, Berlin is the most suitable for them.

After the list of jury members came out, Director Zhang said that Werner Herzog, as one of the four new German cinema masters, started by making love films, *Hawthorn Tree* really came to the right place this time.

Even if they can't get a relationship with several jurors and can only compete fairly, they are not at a disadvantage.

If it were just Old Mouzi saying this, Chen Nuo would still be half-believing, but now that this news has been confirmed by Martin Scorsese, Chen Nuo is really completely convinced.

Old Mouzi is worthy of being Old Mouzi, he is really calculating.

Good news confirmed, although Chen Nuo was happy in his heart, he didn't show it on his face.

After being humble with Martin for a few words and chatting with Leo for a while, he returned to the crew's seats.

At this time, the Berlin Film Festival organizing committee president Dieter Kosslick entered the venue and even made a special trip to come over to greet them.

Although it is natural for the organizing committee president to attend the films in the main competition unit.

However, there are not many crews that can let Kosslick walk directly to their seats and chat happily.

It can be seen that Old Mouzi is not only calculating, well-informed, and resourceful, but also wins without fighting.

The face is indeed very strong.

The more Chen Nuo thought about it, the more he felt that in Europe, it is not an exaggeration to say that Director Zhang is a big thigh.

Stable.

It seems that this time it is stable.

The film festival president usually attends as the finale guest; not long after Kosslick arrived, the lights in the hall went out.

The world premiere of *Under the Hawthorn Tree* at the Berlin Film Festival began.

After the logos of various film companies, Teacher Li Xuejian, who played the village head in the play, appeared in the movie, and that simple and plain China in the 70s slowly unfolded before the thousands of viewers in the Film Palace.

The movie starts with Teacher Li Xuejian picking up a group of educated youth at the bus station.

These young people, in order to write revolutionary stories, went from the city to Xiping Village.

Jingqiu, with two small braids, pure and beautiful, is one of them.

However, maybe the opening was a bit tepid, so the movie had already started, and Chen Nuo noticed that there were still many viewers in the front whispering to each other.

It wasn't until Jingqiu and Lao San met for the first time that this phenomenon slowly disappeared.

The veins on the back of Director Zhang's hand holding the armrest finally relaxed. To be honest, although Director Zhang is indeed a big thigh, Chen Nuo feels that Old Mouzi's mentality is not very good now, too anxious.

*Hawthorn Tree* is originally a slow-burning movie, just like a slow-burning novel, if you write it slowly, there will always be people watching it. The world is so big, there are so many strange people, no matter how bad the author is, there are still those blind readers who think it's good.

Moreover, *Hawthorn Tree* without subtitles is definitely not that unbearable. At least it should be at the level of thousands of first subscriptions.

What are you panicking about?

Jingqiu, a student from the city, is staying at the village head's house.

Lao San from the geological exploration team also often comes to the village head's house for dinner, and the two get to know each other because of this.

Lao San is kind and enthusiastic, helps Jingqiu change light bulbs, buys fountain pens, and praises her writing. As they get along daily, the two gradually develop good feelings for each other.

About thirty minutes into the movie, Lao San finally confesses to Jingqiu.

Chen Nuo watched himself on the TV, saying a little pretentiously: "I am definitely not the first person to fall in love with you, nor the last, but I believe I am the one who loves you the most."

This cheesy line was played out in the top-tier sound system in the Film Palace.

Chen Nuo watched Lao San and Jingqiu looking at each other on the screen, even though he hadn't believed in love for many years, strangely, he also had a feeling of being melted.

Afterwards, he was unconsciously immersed in the plot of the movie.

Without those subtitles that make people go out of the play, no longer blindly catering to the market and pursuing popular straightforwardness,

Zhang Yimou is still that Zhang Yimou after all.

In this final version of *Hawthorn Tree*, he added his specialty color narrative.

In the spring days of meeting, there is green everywhere in front of the lens. That is hope breaking through the soil. Just like the throbbing that quietly sprouted in the hearts of Jingqiu and Lao San when they first met, everything is full of unknown expectations.

In the midsummer of passionate love, red elements can be seen everywhere, the red swimsuit Lao San gave Jingqiu, the festive red cloth, the enthusiastic hawthorn fruit, overflowing with scorching and unrestrained love, that is the two young hearts rushing towards each other without reservation.

In the golden autumn of temporary parting, a layer of yellow with sadness quietly covered the screen. Fallen leaves flew, Lao San's unannounced departure was like the bleakness of this autumn day, Jingqiu's world had a melancholy coolness, and longing spread in the golden yellow.

In the cold winter of parting, the desperate white covered the entire field of vision. The white snow covered the footprints of the past, and it seemed to swallow this love together.

When the hawthorn tree was unusually covered with red flowers, like the color of blood. Jingqiu, played by Liu Yifei, wailed in front of Lao San's hospital bed, and the wailing made the whole cinema as silent as death.

When finally, Lao San died, and Jingqiu came to the hawthorn tree alone, that lonely figure was like a painting, engraved in Chen Nuo's eyes.

Making his nose a little sour.

A surge of impulse couldn't help but rise in his heart.

No, it's not an impulse.

Chen Nuo believes that in the whole cinema, he is definitely not the only one who has this feeling.

The 60th Berlin Film Festival Silver Bear Award, Best Actress, Liu Yifei!

Just award it directly, it is absolutely well-deserved.

I didn't feel it when I watched it for the first time in the screening room of New Pictures Company.

Probably because the subtitles were a buzzkill, plus the screen was too small.

But now, he really feels that this revised *Hawthorn Tree* is really too good-looking, and Liu Yifei's performance in it is also too outstanding.

Those crying scenes in the last few segments, performed on the giant screen of the Film Palace, really make people deeply empathize with them.

Chen Nuo feels that if Liu Yifei still has no movies to shoot in the future, that would be a shame for the entire Chinese film industry.

The movie is over.

And then after a few seconds of silence, the applause of the whole audience sounded like thunder.

And then, one by one, three by four, the audience stood up one after another.

The list of creators was still scrolling on the movie screen, but the lights in the hall had already lit up impatiently,

It's a pity that Berlin doesn't have those fancy spotlights in Cannes, and cannot let the creative team enjoy that kind of dizzying tribute from the whole audience.

However, when Zhang Yimou and Chen Nuo, Liu Yifei, and Jiang Ruijia stood up in their seats together and waved to all directions, the applause instantly rose by several degrees.

Old Mouzi smiled with wrinkles all over his face, Jiang Ruijia was flushed with excitement, Liu Yifei smiled like a flower, long forgetting the unhappiness between her and Chen Nuo, and waved frequently to all directions. In the seat next to her, Liu Xiaoli was clapping while her eyes were filled with tears.

Chen Nuo was also very happy, he looked at the positions of Leo and Martin Scorsese and waved a few times in that direction.

However, when he saw the expressions on their faces, Chen Nuo couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Why is there a feeling of fake smiles?

But he didn't take it too seriously.

Soon, the applause subsided.

Zhang Yimou led the film's creative team to leave first under the attention of the audience, moved to the interview hall, and accepted media interviews.

The huge interview hall was packed with entertainment media reporters from all over the world. Compared with *Apart Together*, it was definitely more than that, which made the smile on Chen Nuo's face increase a bit more.

To be honest, he just came back from China today, and his physical state is not very good.

But sitting behind the interview seat, facing the reporters' questions, he felt that he was full of energy.

Perhaps this is the effect brought by a good movie, just like taking stimulants.

This movie really suits his taste too much, as a love movie, compared to the boring, long, lustful, and hard-to-understand *My Blueberry Nights*,

He definitely loves this version of *Hawthorn Tree* more.

It is like a fresh, elegant, and catchy little poem in a Chinese textbook, just like "Red beans grow in the south, spring comes and branches sprout."

No Chinese person would dislike the blank space and charm in it, as well as that shallow, light love that doesn't need to be spoken.

However, he didn't expect that the first question from the German reporter who was drawn was not to ask the absolutely awesome Zhang Yimou, nor to ask the quasi-Berlin Best Actress Liu Yifei, nor to ask the outstanding Jiang Ruijia, and not to ask him.

The reporter's first question was to ask the organizing committee president, Dieter Kosslick, who was sitting with them on the interview seat, equivalent to just a guest.

The German reporter, of course, spoke German, and asked a question in a mumble, Chen Nuo didn't understand it either, just felt the sentence was quite short.

However, this question seemed very difficult.

Kosslick seemed to be stumped, scratching his ears and cheeks there, touching his beard, thinking about the wording.

Chen Nuo was wondering how difficult this question was, after all, what kind of person is Kosslick, what kind of scene hasn't he seen, how did he get stuck directly?

At this time, the translator sitting behind them translated the question.

"Mr. President, how do you view this film, do you like it?"

Chen Nuo was stunned for a moment.

Just this?

Luo Man Polanski walked out of the main cinema hall with his assistant when everyone was applauding.

At that moment, the audience in the other two cinemas were also leaving. Therefore, the famous director wearing a duck-tongue cap mixed into the bustling crowd and didn't attract anyone's attention.

After coming out, at the entrance of the Film Palace, he listened to the discussions of the audience around him, laughed a few times, and then, as if he had put down a heavy stone in his heart, chatted happily with his assistant while going to the parking lot to take a car and leave.

Just after he left, Sam White also walked out.

Like in Cannes, his arrival in Berlin this time was not only as a special film festival commentator for *The Hollywood Reporter*, but also because he was entrusted by someone.

This time, he didn't forget to make a call. After leaving the noisy crowd, he took his mobile phone out of his pocket for the first time and said with a smile: "Halo, Harvey, this time, I think the opportunity has come."

(End of chapter)