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Chapter 941 Liu Tianxian's Emotional Value

On May 12th, French time, the third day after Sun Yi and Liu Yifei arrived in Cannes, the young couple participated together in the official voting for the main competition section of this year's Cannes Film Festival.

This voting process is different from that of Sun Yi's main competition judges. It is a mid-level selection process, where no more than 20 outstanding entries from all over the world are chosen to enter the final main competition.

The Cannes Film Festival's selection process is typically divided into four levels, starting with regional considerations. For example, if a Chinese-language film wants to participate in the Cannes Film Festival, the initial review is handled by the Cannes Film Festival's China regional selection committee, which will screen out some poorly made films that are completely ineligible for selection.

Then, the remaining works will be sent to the organizing committee, which will become the official entries for this year's film festival.

Normally, at this stage, there would still be several hundred works left.

The organizing committee arranged for no fewer than 50 professional filmmakers and film critics from different countries to conduct a second round of selection.

Generally, after a second round of screening, only a few dozen films remain.

But it's still too much.

Therefore, there is a third selection process, which is the one that Sun Yi and Liu Yifei participated in. The final selection is made by outstanding and well-known filmmakers from all over the world, including actors, directors, screenwriters, etc.

Sun Yi's role as a judge is to select the final winner of this year's film festival from the no more than 20 shortlisted films.

The 66th Cannes Film Festival had 19 films in the main competition, including the French-Belgian-Spanish co-production "Blue Is the Warmest Color", the American "Nebraska", the French-American co-production "Inside Llewyn Davis", the film "Like Father, Like Son", the Italian "Past", and the Chinese film "A Touch of Sin", among others.

At this point, the focus of this year's film festival began to shift to these 19 films, and local media outlets started making predictions about which films would win awards.

Sun Yi sat at the desk in the hotel's ocean-view suite, his brows furrowed and his mind pounding.

On the tablet screen in front of me were several French film media web pages, filled with winding French characters and dazzling star ratings.

Try using translation software, but these days translation software is practically idiotic. A webpage translated into English is completely nonsensical.

Sun Yi's English was already mediocre; he could only listen to and write, and reading and writing were difficult for him. Adding a mentally challenged translator to the mix, it was enough to drive anyone crazy.

As a jury member for the main competition at Cannes, it is essential to cram for all the entries and related public opinion before the opening ceremony, especially the local media's stance, which often hides many clues.

It's well known that the Cannes Film Festival has a long-standing tradition of "the hottest film will inevitably fail," and Sun Yi wanted to see which film the local media were focusing on, but now...
"Ugh"

Sun Yi rubbed his temples and decided to give up treatment.

"Hmm? What's wrong?" A slightly nasal voice came from the sofa next to us.

Liu Yifei was curled up on the velvet sofa, wrapped in a comfortable silk nightgown, her long, wet hair casually draped over her shoulders, clearly having just taken a shower.

She was engrossed in reading a local fashion magazine, entirely in French, and if Sun Yi hadn't suddenly sighed and interrupted her, she would have almost figured out what to wear tomorrow.

"Tell me, what's wrong?"

Liu Yifei's bare feet peeked out from under her nightgown, her toes hooked around a fluffy slipper, swinging idly like a contented kitten.

“These local media outlets are driving me crazy. What kind of garbage are they writing?” Sun Yi turned the tablet screen towards his wife, his tone tinged with helplessness. “This one, from *Cahiers du Cinéma*, seems to be praising *Nebraska*? And this one, from *Le Figaro*, the headline doesn’t sound like a compliment at all, so subjective.” Liu Yifei put down the magazine, leaned forward curiously, and quickly scanned the screen. A few seconds later, she pursed her red lips. “Is it really just these media outlets writing nonsense?”

"That's right, they're no different from domestic media outlets; they have absolutely no professionalism."

Sun Yi pursed his lips and shook his head, his face full of criticism.

Liu Yifei couldn't help but laugh when she saw his expression.

If you don't understand, just admit it. Don't pretend you don't.

But it's quite cute~
She stretched out her arm, pointed to a section on the screen with her fingertip, and parted her red lips slightly, fluently and clearly translating the obscure French into information that Sun Yi could understand:

"This article in Cahiers du Cinéma says that Nebraska uses black and white images to depict the warmth of family and the generational gap in the American Midwest, and the performances are restrained yet powerful. Well, that's a very high compliment."

She paused, then looked at the next article. "The headline in this Le Figaro article is 'An Elegy for American Country Bumpkins,' and the content is rather harsh. It says the film is full of rough, unadorned American rural flavor, like chewing on a piece of dry bread, requiring a lot of patience to savor its taste."

Her translation was clear and logical; she not only relayed the content but also accurately conveyed the media's tone, whether positive or negative.

"Oh, I see!"

Sun Yi was in an awkward situation. He knew the girl spoke French, but as a judge, how could he need someone to translate his film review?

How undignified!

"Well, I've seen *Nebraska*. Overall, it's very artistic, and the media reviews are fairly fair, so it's alright."

Watching her husband spout nonsense without batting an eye, all for the sake of saving face, Liu Yifei almost burst out laughing. But on the surface, she nodded in agreement and affirmed, "Yes, it has to be you, husband, you hit the nail on the head."

"Absolutely!"

Sun Yi found herself growing to like Liu Tianxian more and more. She knew how to save face for her man, and whether it was intentional or not, she at least provided maximum emotional value.

Liu Yifei chuckled and suddenly found this quite amusing. She simply sat on Sun Yi's lap, pointed at the laptop screen, and asked, "Honey, look, this is from the Cannes Film Festival. They say they predict the biggest dark horse of this year's festival will be 'Blue Is the Warmest Color,' and the reason is... Do you think they're right?"

"Yes, 'Blue Is the Warmest Color' is quite well made. This kind of biographical drama has long been favored by major film awards, and the probability of winning awards is still very high."

"Honey, this article is about Director Jia's film 'A Touch of Sin,' it says..."

"husband"

"."

"Honey, I'm sleepy~"

"Let's go back to sleep!"

(End of this chapter)