"Brother Blood!"

"Old antique!"

While Wang Baoqiang passively increased Dong Xi's favorability, the two left in the room had an internal strife.

The teenage mouse's escape made them think that the other party's idea was too bad, so they scolded each other online.

"Our field scores are out!" At this moment, the door of the room was pushed open, and Han Bin rushed in excitedly with the newspaper.

"Clam?" Dong Xi turned his head and looked disgusted.

"Uh?" Duan Yihong felt a little embarrassed. After all, his relationship with Han Bin was far inferior to that with Dong Xi.

"3.2 points! Super high score!" However, the excited Han Bin did not notice the expressions of the two.

"3.2 points? This is too low!" Dong Xi's eyes twitched, but he did not speak.

Because he didn't do his homework in advance, Dong Xi didn't know much about the Berlin magazine ratings.

"That's really high!" Duan Yihong looked happy. Obviously, her professional background is far superior to someone's concept of 3.2 points.

"Is 3.2 points very high?" Dong Xi looked like he was careless.

"Is it very high? The full score is 4, what do you think?" Han Bin asked back.

"Haha, then you can barely pass the passing line!" In Dong Xi's opinion, movies that can participate in the film festival should have a rating of more than 3 points.

"You guy is really..." Han Bin thought about it at this time, a little amused and crying.

"Do you know which movie has the highest rated this year?" Han Bin kept it a secret.

"Which movie?" Dong Xi glared, and he found that Han Bin, who was originally elegant, was becoming more and more like the vulgar Sun Haiping.

"It's our "Boy of Wind Control", and the well-received "Central Station" released a few days ago is only 3.1 points."

"Central Station" is a standard tragic art film with redemption at the heart of the film. The heroine is close to 70 years old and is with a little boy...

Anyway, Dong Xi couldn't accept it, but the audience seemed to like it very much. But now it seems that "The Boy of the Wind" has also been recognized by most viewers.

With an advantage of 0.1 points, it is temporarily ahead of the popular movie "Central Station".

Han Bin began to explain his Berlin Film Festival's scores, and selected several sections of newspapers and magazines to read for everyone.

"A young director from China used his outstanding debut to make people re-recognize China in the new era. The film is full of satire and metaphors, showing the dissatisfaction of young people with the social system - "Uniform Newspaper" Germany."

"...The windmills symbolize freedom, while electricity represents Western civilization, so the answer is that only freedom and the West can be saved! - The Sun England."

"The Young Man of Wind" proves to us that the power of capital is popular in the world - the White Flag French."

"..." Dong Xi is now Zhou Shuren with a look on her face.

He didn't think so much about making a movie. He just adapted it locally based on the original work. How did it come to the mouths of film critics? It seems that "The Boy of the Wind" is a movie closely integrated with politics.

This made Dong Xi confused. He thought that he hadn't written the word "early" in the movie!

On the contrary, Duan Yihong was even more excited: "So, is it that we have the hope of winning the award?"

As a professional, Duan Yihong has heard of the standards of the three major film festivals. Berlin is best for works with political themes, Venice prefers art films in the clouds, while Cannes is suitable for both young and old, with art films and commercial films coexisting!

So although Dong Xi has no other ideas on "The Boy of the Wind" itself, foreign media insist on hitting the movie, which may not be all bad for the awards of the movie.

"Uh~ This is not necessarily the case. After all, the score of the magazine only represents the views of ordinary audiences and is of little significance to the jury. There are many movies in history that have very low scores but ultimately won awards."

Han Bin frowned, perhaps because he was worried about affecting everyone's emotions, so he continued to say happily: "But for the film sale, we have succeeded!"

This is true. Since the audience's feedback came out, Han Bin has not done anything else and has been receiving foreign film dealers all day long.

However, Han Bin was not anxious, but chose to hold everyone away. After all, if he was shortlisted for the main competition unit, he would have hope of winning the prize!

By then, there will be more negotiation advantages in terms of price.

At this moment, Dong Xi felt again that the figures of Han Bin and Sun Haiping in front of him began to overlap.

"Oh, by the way! Leslie talked to me. He would not choose to avoid suspicion but would support "The Boy of the Wind"!"

After Han Bin finished speaking, he looked proud and planned to look at everyone's expressions.

As a result, Dong Xi and Duan Yihong were confused: "Leslie? Who is it?"

Han Bin reacted and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry to get used to it. Leslie is Zhang Guorong's English name!"

"Oh, Zhang Guorong!" Dong Xi nodded. If Dong Xi and others didn't know him, Zhang Guorong was famous.

Thanks to the rampant Hong Kong films, the popularity of Hong Kong stars in this stage has a certain market worldwide.

But later it became more and more devastating...

Han Bin just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard what made him furious.

"But what's the use of his support?"

"Bastard, Mr. Zhang Guorong is one of the judges of this year's judges!"

"So that's it!" Dong Xi, who was disliked, got angry and instead knelt Han Bin with his elbow.

"I forgot that you still have a special relationship with Leizley~"

When Han Bin heard Dong Xi's words, his face suddenly became less beautiful. After all, Dong Xi's words were a bit awkward.

At this time, there may be no rumors in the mainland, but the Hong Kong Island area is basically in the default state.

During the 97 concert, Zhang Guorong looked like she was wearing a wig and singing in women's clothing.

Later, there was a song with a very explicit lyrics: [From that day, I didn’t tell the difference between the front and back, and from that day, I was messing around]

But he still said, "It's Leslie. If you don't understand, don't yell!"

"Okay, I know you are fellow villagers~" Dong Xi patted Han Bin's back vigorously.

"By the way, Lao Zhang was also a handsome young man back then, so here..." Dong Xi said as he looked around.

Duan Yihong is so dark now that she has not yet calmed down from filming "The Boy of the Wind". As for Wang Baoqiang, it would be better not to mention her appearance.

"I can compete with him, right?" Although he was asking, Dong Xi's words were full of confidence.

Han Bin was stunned for a while, all the mixed thoughts in his mind disappeared.

Only one feeling left: "This person is so thick-skinned!"

The next day, Dong Xi, who was very thick-skinned, was wearing a suit and led two followers to the cinema.

Today they were invited to attend the premiere of a movie, but this time it was not a Chinese-language film.

"Oh~ Chinese boy!" A tall man about 1.9 meters tall came towards Dong Xi and spread his arms enthusiastically.

This man looked careless, which was completely different from other directors Dong Xi had met during this period.

He smelled the real smell of the same kind.

"Oh~ American old man!" Although he couldn't understand what the other party was saying, Dong Xi still hugged him fiercely.

"Wow~ You are stronger than I thought!" The other party exaggerated tone and expression expressed his praise to Dong Xi.

Han Bin, who was beside him, quickly acted as an interpreter.

"You are much older than I thought!" Dong Xi spread his hands and said truthfully.

Han Bin's head hurt when he heard this, but he still gritted his teeth and translated it.

"Hahaha, you are very humorous, reminding me of my old friend, Jiang Wen!" The other party was not angry, but laughed generously.

"Do you know him? He should be a big star in your country!" the other party said but added with some uncertainty: "Yeah~ I don't know if this guy is bragging!"

"Of course, Jiang Wen is very famous. I know him, but unfortunately he doesn't know me!" Dong Xi did not feel the pressure, but talked freely.

"Oh~" Hearing Dong Xi's answer, the man nodded with satisfaction, then stretched out his thumb and said tentatively: "Awesome?"

"Awesome!" Dong Xi's eyes twitched, but he also extended his thumb with his consent.

"Yeah! Awesome!" The man who received the response laughed and hugged Dong Xi's shoulder, clenched his fists at the entrance of the cinema and shouted loudly.
Chapter completed!