Diamond company shoots commercials, you shoot Titanic

Chen Xiao was at a loss whether to laugh or cry when he saw this scene, and asked curiously,"Why did Senior Cha Zelei come here?"

"Because I want to give an award to"Farewell My Concubine."

As he said that, Chazelle stuffed the banknotes into his pocket.

Locke's scalp tightened when he heard this, and he quickly turned his head to look around, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw no reporters. Chazelle is really a lunatic. If reporters heard this, they might make up some rumors.

Chazelle glanced at him,"Why are you nervous? The media is here, so I say the same thing. Is there a problem? There is no problem with the award."

Locke was annoyed by him and didn't want to talk to him anymore. He looked at Chen Xiao and smiled politely."Director Chen, if you change your mind, please contact me at any time. Then I'll leave first, you two can chat slowly."

After that, he handed Chen Xiao an electronic business card and left angrily.

Chazelle shook the drink in his hand and smiled,"We can cooperate if there is a chance. Don't worry, I don't do factional things."

"Well, thank you, senior."

The two chatted for a while about their impressions of the shooting, exchanged contact information, and ended the conversation.

After the celebration banquet, Chen Xiao returned to the room. It was already one o'clock in the middle of the night.

He yawned, replied briefly to the message on his phone, washed up, and got into bed. It was April 1st, and he returned to China after waking up.

He landed on the night of the 1st. He attended the opening ceremony on the morning of the 2nd, took off to Sichuan Province in the afternoon, adapted for a day, and started shooting on the 4th.

He fell asleep at one o'clock in the morning Italian time.

But it was eight o'clock in the morning in China, and a wave of news came rolling in.

News media software is needless to say, even people's circle of friends is full of"New awards! Big face!""We won the championship!""Two of the three major awards belong to us!" or other celebratory words.

The small TV on the bus was broadcasting news about the Venice Film Festival.

In the classroom and office, gossipers mostly talked about the Venice Film Festival.

On the TV in the university cafeteria, CCTV-1's"Early News" was also congratulating the"Farewell My Concubine" team for winning five awards.

Chen Xiao's hometown.

Chen Mingfu finished breakfast and was about to go to school. He had a class at ten o'clock this morning.

Just as he was about to change his clothes, his cell phone rang.

He answered the call and the principal's voice came from the speaker.

"Teacher Chen, congratulations!"

After a round of politeness, the principal said,"Let's change your class to online today. This morning, we found many students from other schools in the school. They were all here to visit you. Let's change it to online."

Chen Mingfu's mind instantly recalled the last doomsday zombie-like scene, he took a breath, and decisively agreed

"OK! Thank you, principal. I will apply through the system right away!"

After hanging up the phone, he felt both proud and depressed. He was proud that his son won a big prize and brought glory to the country.

But he was depressed that how could he go to work?

Who would listen to online classes?

He put down his phone, thought for a moment and sighed,"It's difficult. I might as well get more than 95 points in the final exam and give Chen Xiao an autographed photo."

Hearing his mumbling, Chen Xiao's mother was unhappy,"Are you selling your son?"

"No, he agreed to sign a few for me."

"What about the future? What if your colleagues come to you for help?"

Chen Mingfu sighed,"Otherwise, just tell others that he is not my biological son."

"Chen Mingfu! Do you want to die?"

……

Just when the outside world was noisy.

In a residential area near the Ministry of Culture.

The sunlight was blocked by thick curtains, and Li Zhiming was sleeping soundly in the house.

After a while.

He opened his eyes drowsily, turned on his mobile phone and his eyes widened instantly.

Ten o'clock?!

He quickly got up, washed and changed clothes and rushed out of the house.

Oh no, there is a training meeting in the department this morning.

I was so excited last night that I fell asleep at almost four o'clock. I overslept!

My wife was on a business trip and no one called him.

Daju came over in the morning to pat his face, meowed, and was slapped away by him.

Oh, I really slept stupidly.

Li Zhiming drove quickly to the department.

As soon as he arrived at the Art Department, Secretary He came to greet him.

"Director Li, the Minister is looking for you."

"Got it."

Li Zhiming felt bitter in his heart and took the elevator to go upstairs.

Alas, he was late for the training meeting and was afraid that he would be criticized.

He knocked on the half-open door, pushed it open and walked into the minister's office.

When the minister saw him come in, he stood up with a blank expression and frowned, pointing to the sofa and said,"Director Li, sit down."

Li Zhiming saw that he looked unhappy and felt something was wrong.

No way?

What happened at the training meeting today? Why did he look so unhappy? Did the leaders from above come to listen and found that he was absent?

The minister sat opposite him with no smile on his face,"Director Li, the department wants to recommend you to be the deputy minister. I want to ask you what you think."

"I……"

Li Zhiming was about to say"I was wrong" when his brain suddenly reacted.

Huh? Deputy Minister?

He blinked and looked at the minister in disbelief.

No, I want a promotion, why are you frowning?

The minister seemed to see what he was thinking, his face was a little embarrassed, and he pointed to his mouth and said,"I have a mouth ulcer, the wound is too big, I dare not laugh."

Li Zhiming felt helpless.

Oh my God, I was scared.

He straightened his back and answered decisively,"Of course I am willing to take responsibility, serve the people, and spread Chinese culture!"

"Yes. We have done very well in the past six months. We have dared to use new talents. The response from the opera community has been good. Keep up the hard work."

"yes!"

"By the way, Chen Xiao's first-level director and first-level screenwriter titles have also been approved."

"Okay, thank you, Minister."

"Then I won't keep you any longer. I'm going to the hospital to check my mouth ulcer."The minister tried to force out a painful smile.

Li Zhiming left the minister's office and returned to his own office in a good mood.

He has been in this position for eight years and finally got promoted!

Chen Xiao!

Very good!

Li Zhiming picked up his mobile phone, looked at the film festival news in the Xuexi Qiangguo software, and nodded with satisfaction.

Perhaps, with Chen Xiao here, cultural undertakings will really get twice the result with half the effort.

This kid is going to start a company, right?

As long as he doesn't do anything illegal, I will definitely protect him!

At the same time, other actors and staff of the"Farewell My Concubine" crew received various invitations.

Everyone had an idea in their hearts: Following Chen Xiao, even pigs can take off!

……

The sun slowly moved westward.

The morning sun illuminated the water city of Venice.

On the boat, Chen Xiao told the production team leader,"We have received invitations from more than 30 distributors this time. I'll have to ask you to communicate with the Ministry of Culture to see where to distribute it."

"Don't worry, I've got it all down."

Chen Xiao nodded and looked towards the east.

Goodbye, Shuicheng.

Glacier, here we come!