director of the millennium

Chapter 399 Liu Yifei wants to shave her head

"This." Wu Yuan hesitated when faced with Marco Muller's invitation from the jury chairman.

However, his good work ethic still prevented him from changing jobs.

Shaking his head, Wu Yuan said regretfully: "I'm so sorry, Mr. Chairman."

"Since I've already agreed to Cannes, I can't change my plans at the last minute unless there's some force majeure."

However, as a direct descendant of half Venice, it is not easy to reject it mercilessly. Wu Yuan said: "Next time, if I have a chance next time, I will come to Venice to be a judge again."

"Don't do it again." Who knew, Marco Muller hit the snake with a stick and said with a smile: "The next year."

"Next year you go to Cannes, then come to Venice. 2011 is the last year of my term as president of the film festival. Come and help me."

Yes, Wu Yuan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Okay, no problem."

The chairman of the film festival personally blocked the door, and even though he was talking about this, it was okay not to agree.

Since the conversation between the two was in Chinese, the members of the Chinese Legion who followed them back to the hotel, regardless of whether they understood foreign languages ​​or not, could understand the conversation between the two.

Seeing Marco Müller trying his best to invite Wu Yuan to be the chairman of the jury, even booking it two years in advance, eagerly offering this position, and Guan Hu and other directors, it is called envy.

I don’t know how many people have the phrase “This is what a great director should be” that comes to mind.

It is very difficult for them to even compete for domestic film awards, let alone become the chairman of the jury.

Wu Yuan, on the other hand, can easily serve as the chairman of the jury of the three major European film festivals, and even be invited by the chairman of the film festival.

The gap between this makes people unable to even feel jealous, only full of envy and admiration.

"Okay, then I won't disturb your rest. I wish you a happy week in Venice." Marco Muller bid farewell to the Chinese Legion with a satisfied heart.

As the chairman of the film festival, Marco Muller is the busiest during the opening period of the film festival every year. It is enough for him to take time to pick up the Chinese Legion in person.

After bidding farewell to Marco Muller, the Chinese Legion gathered at the Lido Island Hotel and disbanded on the spot.

The film festival organizing committee arranged a whole floor of rooms for them, which was enough to accommodate everyone.

There was no need to avoid anything. Wu Yuan and Liu Yifei moved directly into the same room, ready to take a rest and get off the jet lag so they could play in Venice tomorrow.

This time when he led the team to Venice, Wu Yuan had little work to do. Naturally, the company's copyright sales department and the two directors Zhang Guorong and Chen Kaige were responsible for selling the film.

Whether it is a promotion meeting or a screening, Wu Yuan does not need to come forward.

Except for awarding the Best Actor award at the closing ceremony, he was free the rest of the time.

Wu Yuan planned to spend two days relaxing in Venice with Liu Yifei, and then once the film festival opened, he would treat himself as an audience attending the film festival and enjoy a week-long movie feast.

After briefly washing up, Wu Yuan leaned on the bedside, picked up the Venice Film Festival brochure on the bedside table, and looked at it.

“Among the films shortlisted for the main competition this year, there are 4 Italian films, 6 American films, 3 French films, 2 films from Hong Kong, and there are as many as 12 films from 12 countries. "

“The films shortlisted for this year’s Venice Film Festival cover more countries and genres than in previous years.”

"It seems that Chairman Marco Müller is indeed a little anxious now that Cannes is becoming more and more international."

Compared with the Academy Awards, where foreign films can only compete for the best foreign language film, the Venice International Film Festival is undoubtedly more open and worthy of the word "international" in its title.

And it is worth mentioning that of the six American films shortlisted this time, almost none are produced by Hollywood and are all independent films.

None of the six major Hollywood companies, as well as mid-level companies such as New Line and Lionsgate, were shortlisted. This situation is rare.

Even if the Big Three in Europe have always looked down upon so-called "Hollywood productions," Hollywood, which is the best in global commercialization and backed by hegemonic countries, will not be shut out by the Big Three in Europe.

In previous years, there would still be one or two movies produced by major Hollywood companies that would be shortlisted for the main competition.

A situation like this year, where there is no one at all, has not happened for at least seven or eight years.

Perhaps it was caused by the scolding war between the European film industry and Hollywood triggered by Wu Baige last time?

Wu Yuan secretly guessed in his heart.

"Brother, what are you looking at?" At this moment, Liu Yifei, who had just finished taking a bath, walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel and curiously looked at the brochure in Wu Yuan's hand.

"This is the brochure for Venice this year."

"Stop looking now, come on, senior brother, help me blow dry my hair."

Wu Yuan smiled, put down the brochure in his hand, picked up the hotel's hair dryer, and blew Liu Yifei's hair.

"You women's hair is really troublesome. It takes more than ten minutes to dry it after washing. It's not easy to do it alone."

"How about I get a short haircut?" Liu Yifei rolled her eyes and said eagerly, "I'll get a haircut that's about the same length as you, like a tomboy!"

"Let me tell you, when I was a child, I was like a tomboy. Later, when I started learning to dance, I became quieter."

"It would be nice to revisit it now."

"No." Wu Yuan had an indescribable expression, and his brows were so furrowed that he could pinch a fly, "If this fairy sister like you gets a crew cut, I don't know how many fans will be heartbroken."

"What's wrong with the flat head? I still want to shave my head, but it's convenient and I don't need to take care of my hair." Liu Yifei became more energetic and enthusiastic.

Wu Yuan fantasized in his mind about how she would look like with a crew cut or shaved head, and felt goosebumps rising all over his body.

What kind of strange interest is this?

"It's still nice to have long black hair and straight hair," he whispered in a low voice.

"Hey." Liu Yifei glanced at Wu Yuan and said helplessly: "I just thought about it. I signed a contract to endorse shampoo and cosmetics. The endorsement contract stipulates that I am not allowed to change my style at will."

"Unless you are filming, you must have long black hair every day, and you are not even allowed to dye your hair."

Wu Yuan suddenly realized: "No wonder you have had long black hair for the past two years, often permed and curled. I have never seen you dye your hair. I thought you just didn't like dyeing your hair."

Different from the singer idol Liu Yifei in Wu Yuanmeng who had various eye-catching looks after her debut, in this time and space, although Liu Yifei also had curly hair and fishnet stockings when she released her album, she soon returned to black and long hair. Straight.

Wu Yuan thought that her aesthetic level had improved after following him.

It turns out that she got promoted because of "Your Name" in this life, and she had a bunch of high-end endorsement contracts, so she couldn't change her look at will.

This situation is still very common. Generally speaking, relatively high-end endorsement contracts not only stipulate that the spokesperson cannot change the style at will, but are even somewhat strict. They also stipulate that the spokesperson must create a "personality" according to the style given by them.

At least during the endorsement period, the artist is more of a humanoid advertisement and cannot have his own fashion preferences.

Of course, this refers to ordinary life, that is, how it is exposed to the public.

During filming, the appearance can be changed at will according to the requirements of the script.

"Hey, if you really want to try shaving your head, it's not impossible." Wu Yuan paused while blowing Liu Yifei's hair and said meaningfully.

　Next chapter a little later

　　

　

(End of this chapter)