You made me a superstar

Chapter 326 Awards
【Hollywood Butcher】

This is the nickname given to Zhou Yang by a small group of movie fans after "Chain Saw" was exposed to a lot of anti-human news.

As a result, Zhou Yang was ranked No.10 in the list of "Hollywood's Top [-] Notorious Directors" by some good people.Until now, he vaguely remembered that the photo of himself on the list was hideous and terrifying, like a crazy psychopath. Well, that photo was a close-up of himself beating the heroine in the movie "The Crow".

"Hi Mr. Bunter."

Seeing James Bunter's smile, Zhou Yang stretched out his hand subconsciously.

James Bunter used to be an ordinary truck driver, living a life of affluent food and clothing. After going to the cinema with his girlfriend by chance, he was greatly shocked. The driver’s job and threatened that he was going to Hollywood to make a movie, and even packed his luggage for Hollywood on the same day...

At that time, the family thought he was crazy, and even dialed the number of the mental hospital, intending to arrest him and lock him up for a few days.

however……

A year later, when the major movie theaters in the United States began to play "Night of the Living Dead" and the fans went crazy for it, everyone realized that a legend was beginning.

"Night of the Living Dead" was the pioneering work of zombie films, which not only influenced countless Hollywood directors, but also established the shooting rules of such films.

The old man's resume flashed in Zhou Yang's mind, and he was immediately in awe.

"Just kidding, Mr. Zhou Yang, I really like "Saw". This movie analyzes human nature very thoroughly..." James Bond extended his hand and shook Zhou Yang, with a more enthusiastic smile on his face , looking at Zhou Yang's eyes full of appreciation.

"Thank you." Zhou Yang smiled sheepishly.

The Cannes International Film Festival is still going on, and the awards have already begun.

But the first few awards have nothing to do with "Struggle".

Amidst the bustling crowd and the cheers of the spectators, Zhou Yang began to chat with James Bond. James Bond didn't have any airs. He seemed to be very interested in Zhou Yang. At first, he just exchanged pleasantries and said hello. Then the content of the chats became extremely wide, from Zhou Yang’s essential work electronic information to James Bond’s former job as a driver, from diving to future technology, and finally to movies, to family, to the scenery of Cannes and those Busty blondes.

James Bond is the most talkative director Zhou Yang has ever met. Sometimes he feels like an elder, and sometimes he feels like a peer with an old man's body. Also very descriptive.In his mouth, Zhou Yang heard a lot of content that he had never heard before. After listening to it, Zhou Yang only felt that his head was wide open, and he fell into the world he described unconsciously, and experienced the ups and downs of that world and that era.

"Mr. Bunter is like that, please don't mind."

The assistant next to him smiled at Zhou Yang, who had dull eyes, and seemed to be familiar with it.

She just reminded the old man to pay attention to the occasion and not to speak loudly so as not to affect the atmosphere of the whole awards ceremony. When she saw that the old man was chatting excitedly and was about to take out his cigar, the assistant immediately stopped the old man and reminded him No smoking in public places.

This year's awards ceremony seemed to go by very slowly. It took nearly half an hour, and only four awards that were neither important nor important were awarded.

James Bunter didn't seem to be interested in such an award ceremony. After the chat with Zhou Yang came to an end, he lowered his head silently, picked up his notebook and wrote something in the faint light. After writing for a while, he frowned again. He frowned, and finally deleted all the things he had written.

After deleting, he looked at the stage again, showing an intriguing smile.

"Mr. Butcher..."

"what?"

Zhou Yang was immersing himself in the knowledge that James Bond had instilled in him, when he suddenly heard James Bond call his name.

He was stunned.

"Get ready to go on stage to accept the award."

"???"

As soon as the words fell, the words "Jury Award" appeared on the stage of the awards ceremony. The films shortlisted together included Michael Morgan's "Celsius 911", Taiwanese director Guan Xinpeng's "Lost at the Wharf", and Hong Kong films. "The Kidnapper".

The originally bustling Cannes Awards Gala fell silent in an instant.

This is the first major award worth looking forward to at the Cannes Awards Gala today.

The Cannes Film Festival Jury Award, also known as the Jury Award, is the main award of the Cannes International Film Festival in France. It is the third prize after the Palme d'Or and the Jury Award. Huge influence means the same as the Silver Bear Award for Outstanding Artistic Achievement that Zhou Yang once won in Berlin.

on the stage.

The chairman of the jury, Steve Ferrez, personally handed the envelope to Issa Bella.

After Issa Bella took the envelope, she covered her mouth in disbelief and exclaimed!

"Oh, my God!"

"Congratulations, Mr. Zhou Yang!"

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This year's Cannes International Film Festival gave "Struggle" a very preferential treatment.

When Zhou Yang stood up and walked towards the stage, Jiang Ge's expression flashed with astonishment and shock...

He originally thought that at this year's Cannes International Film Festival, "Struggling" would only have a special Palme d'Or award, but he never expected that there would be a jury award besides this award.

The camera on the screen flashed across the faces of the judges of the jury.

Django saw them applauding, especially the judges from Iraq, clenched their fists as if they had won something.

The camera recorded the scene where one of the judges burst into tears.

The bright lights and glory shone on the stage and shone on Zhou Yang.

The on-screen award-winning reviews for the film were garish for Django.

【A Shocking Life Under Desperation】

Cao Bangguo next to him was smoking a cigarette with a wry smile on his face.

"Berlin won this award, Cannes won this award, Venice won another similar award, in a sense, he is a grand slam."

"He's too young."

After Cao Bangguo finished speaking, he sighed faintly.

There was a flash of regret and a bit of appreciation in his eyes.

Django suddenly turned off the computer again.

"Why is it closed?"

"Don't look at it."

"You have to look directly at your opponent..."

"He is like a knife, he has stabbed into my heart fiercely, and I will never forget... There is no such thing as looking straight or not. He can win, but he can't always win! I will beat him!"

Seeing Jiang Ge stand up, Cao Bangguo twisted his facial muscles briefly, then returned to normal, and then left the office, his voice suddenly became very cold.

In a trance.

Cao Bangguo felt that Jiang Ge was like a knife at this moment.

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Outside Cannes.

"See? This was taken with my phone!"

"Polaroid phone, MADE Huaxia!"

"This is Huaxia, no, this is the first film and television mobile phone, black friends, please stop..."

"We opened a store in France!"

"Long live for the film, for peace!"

"It's polite to enter the store!"

"Yes, for the first viewer to enter the store, we will give Mr. Zhou Yang's mobile phone case for free..."

On the big screen, a clip of "Struggle" was playing.

The fans and reporters outside the venue were crazy.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, a commercial vehicle stopped at Zhou Yang in Cannes.

A middle-aged man with a big belly held a loudspeaker, pulled out a box of mobile phones, and yelled loudly.

The translator felt quite ashamed, but seeing Zhang Genshui's appearance of spending money like water, he could only bite the bullet and translate with a loudspeaker device.

Naturally, they were greeted by many reporters, and they all surrounded the business car like a swarm.

Zhang Genshui pointed at the "Polaroid Mobile Store" not far away, his voice became more excited.

France is a romantic country, but it is also a holy place where black people gather.

That means there will be a big market for Polaroid phones.

Every time "Struggle" wins an award, every time it hits a hot search, in a sense, it is an advertisement for the "Polaroid" mobile phone.

"We will launch a brand new Polaroid second-generation mobile phone. The second-generation mobile phone is based on the first generation, and its performance is more stable."

"There is no pain point for taking pictures, and it is a high-end mobile phone for all people in the true sense!"

Seeing the fans swarming towards the newly opened store, Zhang Genshui was overjoyed and continued to yell at his throat.

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Zhou Yang's acceptance speech was very short.

After saying a few words, he stepped off the stage.

Standing on the stage, he is not nervous, and it is not because he is not good at English.

He was faintly feeling a little worried.

He just thought of Michael Morgan's shooting remarks.

He knew that this was supposed to be a hype, and it was impossible for any special circumstances to happen, but he felt a chill down his spine for no reason.

then……

After he finished his speech, he walked off the stage.

Along the way, he heard congratulations from Michael Morgan, Will Smith, and Christian...

With a polite smile, he returned to his seat with the trophy in hand.

The lights on the stage were still bright, and groups of people went up and down, exclaiming or excited.

Off the stage, James Bond started chatting with Zhou Yang again.

He seemed to have no interest in whether Zhou Yang won the award or not. Instead, he became interested in Zhou Yang's short-term uneasiness and nervousness on stage, and kept asking this and that.

Zhou Yang began to feel a little uncomfortable.

In fact...

He felt that he was covering up well on stage.

But for some reason, James Bunter's eyes seemed to be X-rays, as if he could see through Zhou Yang's skin.

After answering a few questions, he inadvertently saw James Bunter's assistant help him pick up scraps of paper on the ground.

The assistant looked helpless.

They were all scraps of the script written by James Bond. In just half an hour, a lot of scraps were written.

After hearing some of Zhou Yang's answers about fear, James Bond was very satisfied, and then began to ask Zhou Yang whether he had deep-sea phobia, and if he wanted to make a deep-sea movie, how would he make it? How would he shoot beach movies, and how would he present the sense of horror in them.

It's hard to believe that James Bond, the "King of Hollywood Horror", is like a questionnaire survey worker at this moment, asking a young man like Zhou Yang some basic and unnutritious questions, and writing it himself .

"He often does this, Mr. Zhou Yang, please don't mind... In the past few years, he has always been unable to control his desire to explore. Some time ago, he also spent a huge sum of nearly 1000 million US dollars to build a submersible, which dived into [-] Investigate the habits of sharks in the sea at a depth of [-] meter... He even wants to go to the ocean to dig the treasures of those shipwrecks..." The assistant smiled awkwardly, and said this sentence to Zhou Yang while James Bond was writing something.

"What an awe-inspiring senior!"

After Zhou Yang heard the assistant's voice, he couldn't help but let out a burst of admiration.

After James Bunter wrote for a few minutes, he looked up again and continued to chat with Zhou Yang about environmental protection.

While chatting, Zhou Yang suddenly flashed a movie clip in his mind, and then looked at James Bond.

"Mr. Bunter, are you going to make a scary movie about sharks?"

"Yes, this is the introduction to the script I wrote, do you want to read it?"

"Okay!"

on the stage.

The Cannes International Film Festival is in full swing.

Off the stage, Zhou Yang and James Bond chatted about the script.

The camera that was supposed to record the expressions of the winners suddenly panned to Zhou Yang's side and froze.

(End of this chapter)