Chapter 97

The filming of *Lucy* is starting to wrap up.

Tang Mu has already taken people to Venice in advance.

Domestic news came over.

The Huabiao official expressed understanding of Lin Nan's absence and expected him to continue to contribute to the domestic film industry and achieve something in Venice.

"The only one who can be so easy to talk to is the Huabiao hosted by the General Administration; Director Tong thinks highly of you.

You can't expect the Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers; those are decided by the association."

Han Sanping told Lin Nan that although he could not attend the Huabiao, the evening party would still make his character standee and personal honor resume for display.

"These are no problem. However, Han Dong, I have to give you a bottom line; I will not stay in the Film Association anymore."

Han Sanping on the other end of the phone was stunned for a few seconds and sighed.

"Whatever you want, those few people are indeed a bit excessive, what era is it, and they are still putting on that kind of hat..."

Don't look at Han Sanping as the boss of China Film Group, but in the association, it is about seniority, he really has no right to speak, let alone a young man like Lin Nan.

As the end of the month gets closer and closer, in order to ensure that filming wraps up before the last day, the filming work of *Lucy* has become compact.

During the day, Lin Nan almost stayed in the crew, and Liu Yifei's state when filming became better and better.

The crew members are not fools.

Before starting, Tang Mu of Zhang Jingying was very... flattering to this girl.

Now everyone basically understands why.

Cakes, snacks, and a bowl of longevity noodles.

The birthday was very simple, spent in the villa, and there were only four people including the assistant.

"Here, try it."

Lin Nan can cook, Liu Yifei knows.

Relatively speaking, she is a "white eater" in this regard.

"Hee hee, I'm starting."

Liu Xiaoli was cutting the cake on the side; she looked at the lively Liu Yifei at this time, and a touch of warmth appeared on her face.

The stubbornness of her daughter at the beginning seems correct now. She is luckier than her former self.

Today is Liu Yifei's last scene, and it is also the last fight scene from human to god.

"Action."

For this scene, Lin Nan decided to direct it himself, and the director readily agreed.

In the monitor is the scene in the corridor. Liu Yifei is cold and frosty, without a trace of human emotion, highlighting a decisive killing...

Perhaps because Lin Nan directed it, Liu Yifei tried her best not to make mistakes; she would NG sometimes before.

One take, very good.

"Cut."

With a soft call from Lin Nan, the filming of *Lucy* for more than a month was officially announced to end.

"Everyone, *Lucy* has wrapped up.

Zhang Jingying will hold a cocktail party to celebrate, everyone remember to arrive on time."

Cheers and thanks came one after another; in Hollywood, a cocktail party is an indispensable part after a film wraps up.

"How did I act?" Liu Yifei asked with a smile.

"Very good, rest for a day, and we will set off."

"Well, okay." The girl nodded lightly.

Just when Lin Nan, Liu Yifei and others were preparing to set off for Venice.

Domestically, the Huabiao Awards party began.

Although Lin Nan didn't arrive, he still had his award.

"Outstanding Director Contribution Award!"

This gave Lin Nan a headache; although the Huabiao is not of high gold content, it is indeed much more inclusive than the Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers.

This also shows that the Huabiao didn't take Lin Nan's absence to heart at all; for them, this is a small matter.

It's just that the people in the association wanted to find trouble.

"Going back, can't I invite Director Tong to dinner? Well, it's best to eat at China Film Group." Lin Nan muttered in his heart.

It was Han Sanping who went on stage to accept the award on behalf of Lin Nan, and by the way, delivered an acceptance speech.

"Lin Dao Nan asked me to accept this award on his behalf.

Everyone knows that his *The Hunt* needs to be publicly screened in Venice, so he has to prepare in advance, and he is also very grateful to the Huabiao..."

Han Sanping thought quite thoroughly.

"Another favor."

Lin Nan shook his head with a smile; unknowingly, his interpersonal relationship has also reached this step.

There are many who want to beat and handle him, and there are also many who help him...

The last day of August.

Lin Nan, Liu Yifei and her mother, the assistant, and Ma Te Damon's group flew to Venice.

Everyone is very excited.

The flight is not far, and five hours later, the group landed in Venice.

Tang Mu was waiting to pick up the plane early.

"Lin, the promotion venue and screening hall have been prepared, and we can start at any time."

"Well, let's go back to the hotel first. Let's rest for a while and go to the film festival official sign-in in the afternoon."

"Okay."

In the afternoon, a *The Hunt* was added to the huge exhibition hall of the film festival.

Ang Lee called specifically because he is the chairman of the jury, so it is indeed not suitable to meet, and he only expressed his welcome on the phone.

Film merchants always like to chase great directors and famous directors, and Lin Nan meets their requirements.

Last time it was also here that he sold *The Martian*.

Liu Xiaoli and Liu Yifei took the assistant to visit the screening hall.

Whether it is Liu Yifei or Liu Xiaoli when she was young, they are both literary and artistic young women in their bones.

Venice is just right for them.

"Oh, God. Lin, we meet again, this time you finally brought your work to Venice to participate in the competition."

Lin Nan was a bit dumbfounded; twice in Berlin, once in Venice, this is the fourth time.

"Are you going to buy my copyright this time? Haha..."

"Lin, I will only be less and less able to afford your film, who let me be a small film merchant. However, I still want to wish you a smooth award..."

"Thank you, you can go to the screening hall of *The Hunt* later."

Saying that, Lin Nan handed out a ticket; he only plans to screen *The Hunt* five times, no more.

Not long after, a reporter from Sina found Lin Nan.

Now it can be considered one of his own, and Lin Nan cooperated very well to accept the interview.

Soon, domestic news was updated.

"*The Hunt* appeared at the Venice Film Festival and was favored by a large number of film merchants."

"Lin Dao's first expedition to Venice, *The Hunt* has considerable popularity..."

Many people in the industry cast their eyes over.

It's simply hell.

Lin Nan saw Huang Bo, that guy was winking at him, and goosebumps instantly rose.

"Lin Dao, seeing me shouldn't be so surprised, right? Come, let's hug, haha."

"Why are you here?"

"That's what you said, *Cow* was shortlisted for the Orizzonti section, so I definitely came. Director Guan Hu and Yan Ni are also here.

Tsk tsk tsk, worthy of being a big shot in the competition section, looking down on our Orizzonti section, didn't notice it, right?"

Huang Bo said at the end, laughing and joking.

Lin Nan really had nothing to say; he really didn't notice it.

Hearing Huang Bo say this, Lin Nan realized that there are four Chinese films in the Orizzonti section.

Even Cui Jian brought a 30-minute short film to Venice for promotion.

"Alright."

Huang Bo smiled, "How about gathering at night? The language is not clear here, it's simply uncomfortable to death."

Lin Nan shook his head; he plans to watch a movie with Liu Yifei at night after the promotion ends during the day.

In Venice, there is never a shortage of romance films.

This made Huang Bo a bit confused; he never thought Lin Nan would refuse.

"Do you have something to do? I was thinking of calling Yan Ni to introduce you, she is a fellow from your hometown."

"There are other things. Before the closing ceremony, there is plenty of time, don't rush these two days."

Lin Nan gave two tickets for *The Hunt*, just right for Huang Bo and Yan Ni.

"Good stuff, I will definitely go to learn Lin Dao's masterpiece, maybe it's this year's Golden Lion."

"Then I also wish you to get the Best Actor..."

Huang Bo was stunned for a moment, and instantly understood, "Borrow your auspicious words."

Many "carpet stars" without works are the easiest to mix into the opening ceremony red carpet.

Lin Nan didn't go.

He and Liu Yifei brushed three literary films for three consecutive nights, all of which were romance films.

Lin Nan couldn't hold it anymore; Liu Yifei was too emotional, often watching and watching, her eyes turned red, and the one who suffered was him.

After the first screening of *The Hunt*, the general plot flowed out.

Sina's speed is very fast.

The portal website already has the film's post-viewing feelings.

"This is a realistic subject, reaching the weaknesses of human nature..."

"There is a Longquan sword on the tongue, killing without seeing blood."

"Lin Dao Nan's *The Hunt* talks about the hunting of human nature; you and I are both prey."

Netizens discussed a lot.

The graduate department of the directing department of Beijing Film Academy, when accepting interviews at this time, can finally speak.

"Yes, Lin Nan's graduation drama, we gave the highest score.

The real society is a hunting ground, and everyone is relatively changing between hunters and prey..."

"This is very realistic, and also very ironic; Lin Nan can film such an excellent work, and the directing department is proud of him."

There are more and more film merchants, many of whom are acquaintances who have cooperated before.

They know Lin Nan's habit, and they will always bet on the final award result.

So before the closing ceremony, they just came to say hello, expressing their intention for this film, and after the award ceremony, they will quote.

People from China Film Group also came to see Lin Nan.

How to say it, Han Sanping really treats Lin Nan as his own.

"What did Han Dong say? Import or buyout?"

"Lin Dao, there are not many quotas for imported films, how about you look at the batch film?

Han Dong said that this time there will be no situation like *Buried* at the beginning.

And you also know what kind of film makes box office in the domestic market..."

Lin Nan understands this meaning; *The Hunt* is put into the domestic market, the box office may not be very good, this kind of film is too depressing.

"You guys make an offer."

"Thirty... thirty million."

Lin Nan thought about it, this price is placed domestically, it should be considered good.

If he takes it back as an imported film, he wants to get this number, excluding promotion and distribution costs, the box office must reach about 100 million.

"Okay." Lin Nan nodded and agreed.

People in the family know their own affairs; this type of film is not easy to sell at the box office domestically.

People from China Film Group are very happy.

In the hands of other companies, *The Hunt* may not be easy to make money.

But China Film Group's theater chain scale is not small, Lin Nan's name, plus Ma Te Damon of *The Bourne Ultimatum*, will definitely not lose money!

In the next few days, the five screenings of *The Hunt* ended and were no longer screened.

More film merchants came to inquire about the news.

Lin Nan took time to see Huang Bo and Yan Ni. Shopkeeper Tong is indeed an actress with high double quotient.

"Lin Dao, you are not authentic, if I hadn't bumped into Yifei, I wouldn't have known she came to Venice with you."

Huang Bo said with a bad smile.

"It is said that Little Dragon Girl is very beautiful, I have seen the real person this time, it is really beautiful..." Yan Ni added with a smile.

"You big mouth, it's the same as Ning Hao."

"This is what you said, slandering me." Huang Bo retorted.

Lin Nan ignored him, but left Yan Ni's contact information.

There are not many good actors; as a director, maybe at some point, there will be a role that needs someone like Yan Ni.

"Lin Dao, see you on the red carpet of the closing ceremony..."

When the three separated, Huang Bo waved his hand.

Lin Nan was a bit speechless; he didn't know if there was an award or not.

However, even if there is no award, the closing ceremony still has to go; at least the minimum respect must be there.