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He knew what Zhang Yang meant and prepared to accept an interview together after the Oscars. After all, his chances of winning an Oscar this year were very high.

After a while, he stopped what he was doing and said, "We'll talk about Oscar later. Let's put things aside."

Zhang Yang touched his chin. It seemed that he would be dominating the domestic news during this period.

"Thank you, Director. Please ask them to come to my studio at 2 pm." He no longer refused. He could bear it all.

The two chatted for a few more words and then ended the call.

He opened WeChat again to check the messages inside. He had almost replied to all the messages he needed to reply to. He stood up with a smile on his face and walked out of the study. He wanted to get some fresh air.

When I walked out of the study, I saw Tang Yan, Zhang Hongyi and Liu Yifei sitting on the sofa watching TV.

When Tang Yan saw Zhang Yang, she immediately congratulated him: "Director Zhang, congratulations, you are the world's number one filmmaker."

Zhang Yang waved his hand modestly: "No. 1 in the world? In the field of film, the three major film festivals cannot explain everything."

Tang Yan saw Zhang Yang was so modest and did not argue. What he said made sense. There are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people.

But in the field of art films, the most quantifiable thing about a person’s achievements is the awards from the three major film festivals and the Oscars. Other things are too mysterious.

The little guy Zhang Hongyi immediately slid down from the sofa, ran to Zhang Yang and hugged his thighs.

"Dad, I have been memorizing words seriously at home recently." The little guy looked up at Zhang Yang, his eyes like stars.

"Look at the light in his eyes. It's exactly the same as yours ten years ago." Zhang Yang held his son and asked Liu Yifei to look at his eyes.

"My eyes are pure and clear, but he..." Liu Yifei shook her head. She felt that Zhang Hongyi would be more like Zhang Yang when he grew up.

He could see what the kid was thinking at a glance, but he didn't say it out loud: "What words did you memorize?"

Zhang Hongyi immediately started reciting aloud. Tang Yan listened from the side and felt that her best friend's son was really extraordinary.

He memorized one poem after another by Su Shi, Fan Zhongyan, Ouyang Xiu, and Xin Qiji.

Zhang Yang didn't want to listen anymore. It was obvious that Zhang Hongyi had made preparations on purpose.

He reached out to interrupt his son: "What do you want?"

"I want a bear."

Everything was within Zhang Yang's expectations. He nodded and looked at Liu Yifei: "Give him the golden bear."

"Give him yours to play with, this year's Golden Bear is mine." Liu Yifei ignored Zhang Yang. You said it yourself, this is compensation to me.

"Wait." Zhang Yang didn't bother with Liu Yifei. He just put them all together anyway.

After he said that, he went to the safe to get the golden bear.

"The golden bear above is mine, don't make a mistake." Liu Yifei was a little worried and reminded Zhang Yang.

Would Zhang Yang go back on his word on such a small matter?
After a while, he took out the old bear and handed it to his son.

Zhang Hongyi took the golden bear with a smile. The more he looked at the new thing, the more he liked it.

"Thank you, Dad." The little guy got what he wanted, thanked with a smile, and then went to play with it by himself.

"Well, go ahead. By the way, starting tomorrow you don't need to memorize poems anymore. Memorize a fu poem every day."

The smile on Zhang Hongyi's face disappeared as he turned and left. Now he could recite a poem in two minutes.

A poem takes about 5-6 minutes to memorize, but a fu cannot be memorized without 20 minutes, after all, it is so long.

He turned around and looked at the big devil bitterly.

"Go ahead." Zhang Yang waved to his son with a smile.

Zhang Hongyi turned around disappointedly and left slowly. He also began to comfort himself by saying that everyone else in the class had to take interest classes and he only spent about 20 minutes memorizing a poem. It was nothing great.

As he thought this, he left with a much lighter pace.

Zhang Yang and the others didn’t know what the little guy was thinking, they just thought he was really generous.

He saw Zhang Hongyi off and sat down alone on a small sofa.

After watching the TV twice, he knew what show it was.

“When did this show start airing?”

"Valentine's Day." Tang Yan knew everything about the drama.

When she had finished explaining the situation, Zhang Yang asked casually, "Why didn't Luo Jing accompany you?"

Tang Yan felt something was wrong. Why did Liu Yifei and Zhang Yang ask the same question?

She stared at the two of them and said, "Did you all guess it?"

"Yes." Liu Yifei nodded very honestly.

"When did you know that?" Zhang Yang looked at Liu Yifei in surprise.

"On Weibo Night, I think..." Liu Yifei gave the reason for her guess.

"Yifei knows everything. You should find a time to announce it as soon as possible. It won't be kept secret for long." Zhang Yang suggested to Tang Yan.

Tang Yan nodded.

"What do you mean I can't keep it secret for long even though I know it? What do you mean?" Liu Yifei turned her head and looked at Zhang Yang with a bad look on her face.

"Don't worry about these details." Zhang Yang ignored her.

Seeing that there was an outsider present, Liu Yifei did not get angry first. The matter had already been discussed, so she simply asked Tang Yan in detail: "When did it happen?"

"We were originally planning to have a baby after filming Detective Unknown, but this show..., so we decided to move it forward, to last November..."

Liu Yifei calculated the time and it was almost three months.

Tang Yan had no intention of announcing the news immediately. She planned to keep it secret for a while and find a special time that could distract everyone's attention.

After lunch that day, Tang Yan went to the Central Theater for rehearsal, and Zhang Yang also got up and went to the studio. He also told Liu Yifei about the matter.
"Whether you want to go or not, let's accept the interview together." Liu Yifei shook her head. She didn't want this kind of exposure that would take advantage of her.

Zhang Yang didn't force it, and walked to the studio with his bodyguard.

Zhang Hongyi listened to his parents' conversation and felt nothing.

Mother Liu found it interesting that Zhang Yang had been on CCTV too frequently during this period.

The weather in the capital city is gloomy today. The sun is hidden deep in the clouds, and the color of the sky has changed from its previous azure blue to a color like a dirty rag soaked in water.

This kind of weather can easily make people feel lost, and their mood will also sink.

But when Zhang Yang looked at all this, he felt extremely peaceful. It was a good day for him to think quietly.

At around 1:50, when Zhang Yang arrived at the studio, his assistant came over to remind him: "Boss, the CCTV interview team has arrived."

"When did they arrive?"

"About a quarter to one."

Zhang Yang nodded. The people from the central bank arrived early but didn't arrive too early. They were very good at this. This was all honed within the system.

He walked into the reception hall, exchanged greetings with the three-person interview team, and formally began the question-and-answer session.

More than half an hour later, the three looked at Zhang Yang with admiration and then left the Ocean Studio.

In the entire Ocean Studio, many people were staring at the interview team, especially Team Leader Zhou, who was a little disappointed when he saw the interview team leave directly.

At 7 o'clock that evening, when Zhang Yang's family was having dinner, Liu's mother turned on the TV as expected. She wanted to see what Zhang Yang had said today.

As for why she didn't ask Zhang Yang, doesn't she have any face as a mother-in-law?

Zhang Yang appeared late as usual, around the 21st minute into the evening news.

The person who reported the news about Zhang Yang was his acquaintance, Kang Hui.

He said in a rhythmic voice: "Recently, our famous director Zhang Yang won the highest award of the Berlin Film Festival again, the Golden Bear Award for Best Film...

We interviewed him on this matter, please see the detailed report below. ”

The next scene played was the reporter questioning in the lobby of Ocean Studios.

Zhang Yang, wearing a black down jacket, appeared in front of the camera. The reporter held up a microphone and asked questions.

Q: After winning the Golden Bear, you have won the highest awards at the three major European film festivals twice. Do you have anything to say about this?
Zhang Yang had a warm smile on his face: Actually, statistics are meaningless. I always think that the essence of film is to tell stories.

Movies that tell good stories are worthy of praise, and these awards are just the most memorable ones.

Question: In your opinion, what direction should Chinese films develop in the future?

Zhang Yang smiled: "The 10th National Conference of the Film Association has made it very clear that we need to transform from a big film country to a powerful film country.

At present, my country's film industry is already strong enough in terms of art films.

What domestic directors need to do next is to expand into other fields.
For example, Wen Muye's exploration of social issues and Guo Fan's attempts at science fiction films are both positive and worth learning from.

This is the end of the report on Zhang Yang. Throughout the report, he was humble and did not forget to support young directors. He is truly a role model for our generation.

Mother Liu looked at this scene and felt it was very familiar. What Zhang Yang said didn't seem to be much different from what those people said a few minutes ago.

As soon as she had this thought, she quickly shook her head. Was she having an illusion?

Other people in the industry were even more moved after seeing this report. Zhang Yang was in the news on the morning of the 17th and again on the evening of the 18th.

It makes the central bank seem like it's owned by his family. Apart from Zhang Yang, the people who benefited the most from the news this time were actually Wen Muye and Guo Fan.

Zhang Yang made them famous in front of the national audience, and as long as they could catch up, there would be many benefits.

The second is the movie "The Wandering Earth". No matter how much others praised it before, there were always people who didn't believe how wonderful it was.

Even though it has grossed over 7000 million U.S. dollars in the U.S., people still think it was Zhang Yang's hard work.
But it’s different because Zhang Yang dares to praise it in front of CCTV. Even people in their 50s and 60s will want to go to the cinema to watch it.

This is the unique credibility of the Central Bank. Although "The Wandering Earth" has been released for half a month, it won't add much to the box office.

The next morning, Zhang Yang received calls from Wen Muye and Guo Fan, both of whom expressed their gratitude to him.

After dealing with the two, he finally asked Guo Fan, "Are you busy lately?"

"Fortunately, our domestic roadshow will end on the 11th."

"Well, on the 22nd, you and I will come to the United States. I will connect you with a few shows. You should take this opportunity to make your voice heard in the United States.

I heard that Cameron praised The Wandering Earth. Don’t waste the opportunity.” Zhang Yang really wanted to take this opportunity to promote Guo Fan.
At least his science fiction films can make local people abroad want to watch them.

"Okay, thank you, senior brother." Guo Fan felt Zhang Yang's intention and said sincerely. Going to the United States now would not have much of a boost to the box office, but he could use it to expand his influence.

After all, "The Wandering Earth" has grossed more than 7 million US dollars worldwide, and no one will turn a blind eye to this.

其中国内38亿元算成美元5.5亿多一点，美国7100多万美元，欧洲6400多万美元。其他也有3000多万美元。

After Zhang Yang finished explaining things to him, he hung up the phone.

In a blink of an eye, it was the 22nd. Zhang Hongyi went to school after the Lantern Festival, and nothing major happened in the domestic entertainment circle.

At noon that day, Zhang Yang flew to the United States again with Guo Fan, his assistant, bodyguards and others.

By the time they had made their arrangements at the Hilton Hotel, it was already past 23: p.m. on the rd, local time.

Zhang Yang changed into a shirt and jeans and went to the lobby of the floor he had booked.

The assistant and Guo Fan are talking.

"Have you told him everything?" Zhang Yang looked at his assistant.

(End of this chapter)