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The two spoke almost at the same time, smiled after they finished speaking, and went to the bedroom together to pack their suitcases.

Liu Yifei took out the two Golden Globe trophies without much tidying up. She looked at them for a while and said, "Why do I feel that these trophies are different from the previous ones?"

When in doubt, she sought confirmation, so she went over and opened the safe at home.

Comparing the previous Golden Globe with this year's, they are indeed different.

As Zhang Yang put the clothes into the closet, he asked, "Which one do you think looks good?"

"It still looks better the old way. The golden ball is matched with marble, which gives a feeling of gold inlaid with jade. This year's pure gold is too conspicuous." Liu Yifei held up the previous Golden Ball trophy.

"Your opinion is different from Scarlett's. She thinks this year's is beautiful."

"Oh, it's her first time winning, so she must think hers looks good. I've read her acceptance speech.

From the time he made me a Disney princess to the time we worked together again, 13 years had passed. It was such a long time.

As a woman, I was touched when I heard that. How did you feel that day? "

Liu Yifei used the Golden Globe trophy as a microphone and repeated Scarlett's words, then walked to Zhang Yang and raised the Golden Globe to his lips.

"I feel totally calm." Zhang Yang stared into Liu Yifei's eyes and said confidently.

Liu Yifei and Zhang Yang looked at each other for a while. Her woman's intuition told her that Zhang Yang was telling the truth, but something seemed wrong.

She didn't plan to ask any more questions and turned around to return the golden ball to the safe.
At this time, Zhang Yang had packed his luggage. He reached out and hugged Liu Yifei from behind.

Smelling the fragrance of her beautiful hair, Zhang Yang hugged Liu Yifei tighter and tighter.

It suddenly snowed lightly in the afternoon in Beijing.
The snowflakes dance in the wind like catkins, rise like smoke, and fly into the sky like jade dragons.

The falling snowflakes seem to be singers of the sky, accompanying the north wind, singing beautiful hymn one after another.

More than half an hour later, the snow stopped. In the bedroom of Zhang Yang's courtyard house, he put his arm around Liu Yifei's shoulders, and the two talked about some family matters. It seemed particularly warm on this cold winter day.

Before they knew it, they both fell into a deep sleep. Well, it must be because the heating in the house was turned on too high and it had a hypnotic effect. That's right, that's it.

They fell asleep around two in the afternoon and woke up around three in the afternoon, washed up and walked out of the bedroom.

The two of them leaned against each other on the sofa, using their tablets to randomly open a video and watch it for fun.

It was past four o'clock, and the two people who were watching the video suddenly felt a cold wind coming from the hall.

"Mom." The little guy Zhang Hongyi came back from school.

When he came in, he saw his father and mother, who turned their heads to look at him.

Zhang Hongyi was very excited. He ran to Zhang Yang and said, "Dad, let's go play in the snow together."

"It's snowing?" Zhang Yang was a little surprised.

The little guy nodded desperately.

"Okay, but you can only play for a while." Zhang Yang stood up and agreed to his son.

The father and son walked out of the hall hand in hand. Zhang Yang glanced at the thin layer of snow in the yard and looked at his son speechlessly: "How can we play with so little snow?"

Zhang Hongyi didn't care about all this. He just found a place and started playing with the snow with his little hands.

Zhang Yang did not stop him and let him play for more than ten minutes. Liu Yifei walked out of the hall at some point, stood in the corridor, took out her mobile phone and started taking pictures of her son. After a few decades, these scenes will be beautiful memories.

"Zhang Yang, come and help me."

Liu Yifei felt that the video she shot was not good-looking.

Zhang Yang heard her shout, walked over to take the phone, and changed the angles to make the pictures look much better.

"Look, take a video..." Zhang Yang explained to Liu Yifei beside him while taking a video.

Liu Yifei stood behind Zhang Yang, put her head on his shoulder, and watched her son playing.

"Did you listen to me?" Zhang Yang felt Liu Yifei's movements and asked her.

Zhang Yang is the most famous director in the world, and there are countless people who want to listen to his lectures.

Now he was giving Liu Yifei special lessons, but she didn't even listen seriously.

Liu Yifei just said "hmm" and stopped talking. The little guy played for more than ten minutes before being dragged back to the hall by Liu Yifei.

After Zhang Yang returned to the hall, he remembered something. He walked into the bedroom, took out a new Golden Globe trophy, and placed it in front of Zhang Hongyi: "Your gift."

Zhang Hongyi was being nagged by her mother, and when she saw the golden ball, she immediately jumped off the sofa and took it.

"Dad, it's a bit like the old toy." The little guy has played with the golden ball before, and he feels that the new and old golden balls are very similar.

"Which one do you think is good-looking?" Liu Yifei patted her son's shoulder.

Zhang Hongyi is so cunning, this is a gift brought back by the big devil, is there any need to choose?

"This one looks good." The little guy held up the new golden ball in his hand without any hesitation.

Liu Yifei looked at her son with a smile and said, "Hongyi, you haven't recited the Song poetry today yet, right? You've played a lot and received the gifts since you came back, so go recite it now."

After she finished speaking, she pushed her son's back and walked towards the study with him.

Zhang Hongyi was a little confused. The gift was fine, why did she suddenly have to recite Song poetry? What a big turn of events. Her mother looked radiant today, why is she so moody?
Zhang Yang looked at their backs and laughed, finding it very interesting.

It was past five in the afternoon. Zhang Hongyi, who had already memorized the Song Dynasty poetry, returned to the living room again. The family of three sat on the sofa and watched TV.

Zhang Hongyi nestled in Liu Yifei's arms, his eyes fixed intently on the 80-inch TV.

The animated film "Journey to the West" from many years ago was playing inside.

The Monkey King came out of the clouds and walked around behind the giant spirit. He said, "Hey, I let you hit me twice. Now it's my turn. Let's fight."

The Monkey King said this and gave the giant spirit a blow. After the giant spirit blocked it, he shouted, "There's still one more blow, hey!"

After two blows, the giant looked at his broken axe and felt a little distressed: "My axe."

But the Monkey King shouted, "The third stick, hey." The Monkey King's Three Sticks was well-known for a reason, because after three sticks, the giant spirit fled in panic.

Zhang Hongyi watched and cheered, clapping his hands vigorously.

Not to mention Zhang Hongyi, even Zhang Yang and Liu Yifei are quite interesting to watch.

"Classics are classics." Liu Yifei sighed as she watched her son's movements.

"There's a surprise in here, did you notice it?" Zhang Yang asked her, pointing at the TV.

"what?"

"The voice actor for the Monkey King is Zhang Hanyu."

"Is this true?" The news Zhang Yang told Liu Yifei was beyond her expectations. She knew that Zhang Hanyu had been a voice actor, but she didn't expect that he had also dubbed for "Journey to the West".

"How could I lie to you? He was the voice actor for the Monkey King. He changed voice actors starting from the eighth episode."

"Stop making noise." Zhang Hongyi was watching a very interesting TV show, but he felt a little annoyed when he heard his parents talking non-stop and disturbing him.

Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows when he heard his son's words. This is terrible. Is he planning a rebellion?

"What did you say?" Zhang Yang said lightly.

Zhang Hongyi calmed down after being reminded by the words of the Great Devil. How could he have spoken to the Great Devil like that? Was he crazy?

He looked at the devil with pitiful eyes and asked, "Can't you forgive your own son?"

The little guy subconsciously leaned closer to Liu Yifei.

"Last night the rain was sparse and the wind was strong. I couldn't sleep off the hangover." Zhang Yang's cell phone rang.

He picked it up and saw that it was Dieter.

Dieter Kosslick, chairman of the Berlin Film Festival executive committee.

Zhang Yang stood up and walked towards the study room with his mobile phone. There was a cartoon playing here, and he was wondering how to answer the call.

Zhang Hongyi was relieved to see his father leave. He soon forgot his fear and continued watching cartoons. The little guy is so brave.

"Hey, Dieter."

"Hello, Zhang Yang."

In the study, Zhang Yang sat on the sofa and chatted with Dieter.

“Welcome back to the Berlin Film Festival.”

"Thank you. It's a challenge for me to return to the Berlin Film Festival again..." Zhang Yang said politely.

“It is an honor for our film festival to have your film participate.
I plan to use your film "Decision to Break Up" as the opening film for this year's Berlin Film Festival." He was reminding Zhang Yang to attend the opening ceremony, otherwise the premiere of the film could not be held.

"Forget it this time. Our country is celebrating the Spring Festival during that time." However, Zhang Yang did not want this honor. This year's Berlin Film Festival will be held from February 2 to 7, Beijing time.

This year, the Chinese New Year falls on February 2th, so time is really too tight.

Dieter also felt helpless when he heard Zhang Yang's words. Their Berlin Film Festival was really difficult.

Every year on the red carpet, film festivals are under great pressure due to the popularity of the Oscars, and the number of big-name stars appearing on the red carpet is gradually decreasing.

Now it seems that we should not only pay attention to the timing of the Oscars, but also the timing of the Chinese New Year.

No matter which film festival opens, Zhang Yang and Liu Yifei will add so much star power!

Fortunately, this year is Dieter's last year as chairman of the Executive Committee, so he doesn't need to worry about next year.

"That's such a pity. Which day do you want to hold the premiere?" He took the initiative to seek Zhang Yang's opinion.

This is the privilege of being a world-class director.

Zhang Yang thought about it and suddenly had a good idea: "February 2th."

February 2th is Valentine's Day, and it's such an interesting thing that "Decision to Part" premieres on this day.

Dieter immediately realized Zhang Yang's bad taste and agreed decisively. This could also add a lot of heat to the film festival.

After discussing the matter, the two chatted for a while and then ended the call.

The next day was another ordinary day, but at around five o'clock in the afternoon, the Berlin Film Festival announced the shortlist for this year's film festival.

As soon as the list was announced, it immediately caused heated discussions in China. There was no other reason, in the eyes of the Chinese people, this year Chinese films will have a great harvest in Berlin.

What do you think? Among the 17 films shortlisted for the main competition unit, three are from China.

Among them, "Decision to Break Up" directed by Zhang Yang and starring Liu Yifei is the most popular.

Zhang Yang's film "Oppenheimer" swept the Golden Globes a few days ago, and now it is heading to Berlin, which makes everyone full of expectations.

Even many of their die-hard fans boldly shouted slogans and showed their cash style again.

They really dare to think that the literary and artistic attributes of the three major European film festivals are much stronger than the Golden Globes and the Oscars. How could they give so many awards to a movie?

No one was too surprised that his film was chosen for the Berlin Film Festival.
Since last year, when domestic films began participating in the Toronto Film Festival on a large scale, the tacit understanding between him and Venice has disappeared.

Many people are paying attention to Zhang Yimou's "One Second". His brilliant record is there. If you don't take him too seriously, he might give you a surprise.

Some people are also paying attention to Wang Xiaoshuai's "So Long, My Son". His years in the European literary and art circles are not in vain.

In addition, there is another unexpected person and movie, Wang Quanan and his "Dinosaur Egg".

After the takeaway incident, few people paid attention to him, but he used a shortlisted movie "Dinosaur Egg" to tell everyone that he is still there!
Unfortunately, this is not a Chinese movie. He shot it abroad, and no one in China will look for him now.

Netizens were delighted at first that three films were shortlisted for the main competition unit of Berlin, but soon they discovered unique highlights.

The directors of the three nominated films all graduated from Beijing Film Academy.
Adding Wang Quanan's words, out of the 17 nominated films, four directors graduated from Beijing Film Academy. How terrifying!

(End of this chapter)