Chapter Eleven The So-called Ideal
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Berlin is so cold in February!
This is also the main reason why many big-name actresses refuse to participate in the Berlin Film Festival.
Just imagine walking on the red carpet in a dress with off-shoulder or thighs at a distance of more than ten degrees below zero.
Who has the heart to show the goddess' aura?
It's going to freeze to death, okay!
Why do a bunch of actors put the main battlefield of the red carpet in Cannes?
May, the weather is just right!
At three o'clock in the night shift, Xu Hui got up from the bed, sat on the sofa in his pajamas, and poured himself a cup of coffee.
It was probably the American coffee a few days ago that made him feel that this thing was not only bitter but also quite good...
It's been five days since I came to Berlin.
"Su Yuan" sold well, and a French film company was willing to buy out the European distribution of the film for 2 million euros.
As for Asia, the price of film dealers in various countries is not high, ranging from 50,000 to 100,000 US dollars, but there are many countries that cannot withstand Southeast Asia.
The pieces add up to about $1 million...
The movie has recovered its cost before it was released in the country, and it can make a small profit!
After all, the investment of "Su Yuan" is less than 18 million.
Huang Bo only received 1 million yuan in his salary, but Miss Wan himself is an investor and does not receive 1 million yuan in his salary. Xiao Taohong, Wang Qianyuan, Qin Hailu and so on are all friendly prices, and the maximum expenditure on the salary is less than 5 million yuan.
If Sister Yu hadn't been too arrogant, she would probably have finished filming this movie with 10 million!
After all, I dared to play big scenes in the first movie, both horse battles and fire attacks...
After taking a sip of coffee, the bitter and mellow smell exploded around the tip of the tongue, Paohui leaned on the sofa comfortably.
“…What coffee should I drink if I don’t sleep in the middle of the night?”
Sister Yu walked out of the bedroom in her pajamas and yawned.
"I can't sleep, probably the jet lag is not reversed..."
The beautiful woman sat down with her back, and Xu Hui reached out and hugged her in her arms: "If you are sleepy, just go to bed, tomorrow... tomorrow you seem to have business activities!"
"…just help with the platform. If it weren't for the agent's urging me, I wouldn't have accepted such an event at all!"
"Then you also need to maintain a good image. Montblanc is not just someone to endorse others!"
"I'm not short of money!"
Of course, Sister Yu is not short of money, the direct descendant of the Yu family in Shaoxing...
"It will be beneficial for your status to improve your status..."
"Xu Hui..."
"What's wrong?"
"Do you have any ideals?"
“…Why did this topic suddenly come to mind?”
Xu Hui was a little caught off guard.
"Just want to ask!"
"Well, I have a dream. I dream that one day, on the Red Mountains of Georgia, the sons of the poor generation who were once the rich generation who were once the same, and share the brotherhood with each other... I dream that one day, the valley rises and the mountains fall; the bumpy and tortuous roads become smooth roads, the holy light is revealed, and the world is full of
Xu Hui suddenly began his interpretation of his ideals in a recitation tone.
"Get out, don't fool people with "I Have a Dream" by Martin Luther King. I'm talking about your ideal!"
Sister Yu slapped Xu Hui on the thigh.
"...I hope you are all good, and then I can also make more good movies, not expecting to change the country, but it can make more people pay attention to the movies, and pay attention to the movies themselves and the hidden meaning behind it! It's so cold that I used to think that shooting my own movies, others are casual, but now I can't do it anymore. Countless pairs of eyes are staring at you. If you don't shoot something that meets their expectations, what's waiting for is criticism and abuse. Alas, domestic audiences' expectations for us filmmakers are too high. This kind of expectation is sometimes really hard to resist. In fact, I didn't want to shoot those kind of works that were going wrong at the beginning, such as "The Unbeaten in the East". I can be sure that when it was released, there would definitely be a lot of criticisms, saying that I randomly modified classics, etc., but what can I do? Sister Yu, you said we..."
“…Well, I got it…”
Sister Yu's voice is getting smaller and smaller, and she is already sleeping soundly...
“…”
Xu Hui suddenly felt that he was asking for trouble.
Chapter completed!