Huayu: Start by asking ex-girlfriends for alms

Chapter 221: Write a poem. Write a poem. It needs both wind and flesh!
The stage is particularly lively!

Twelve films took the stage to receive awards at the same time. Such a grand occasion would not be considered an "accident" only in the "feature film" awards program, which traditionally relies on wholesale.

Just as Jingwei was about to start reading his words, he saw Zhen Jiecheng greeting everyone warmly, as if he was not at an award ceremony but a social banquet.

So he had to put down the microphone that was already at his mouth and smiled awkwardly.

"Senior Brother Yin!"

"Senior Brother Lu!"

"Senior Brother Yu!"

"Senior Brother Li!"

Zhen Jiecheng kept calling him "senior brother".

The nickname "Wang Banbi" does recognize Wang Feng's strength to a certain extent, but it still has a lot of mocking flavor.

But it is a fact that Beijing Film Academy occupies half of the Chinese director circle, and it is even modest!
The biggest winners of this year's Huabiao include Yin Li, director of "The Legend of Yunshui", Li Wei of "On the Taihang Mountains", Yu Zhong of "The Messenger of Shambhala", and Lu Le of "Notes from a Mountain Village".

In addition, there was Zhen Jiecheng and Lao Mouzi who was not present at the event and whose award was accepted on behalf of "A Thousand Miles Alone" by someone else.

It’s definitely half of the country!
"Brother, congratulations. You must treat me to a meal later, otherwise I will go to the school's message room and teach that stupid bird to praise your good name!"

"Hey, Jiecheng, you're being too mean, aren't you?" Yin Li laughed. "Please! Isn't it okay for me to treat you?"

"Old Yin, Jiecheng is in trouble himself, and he wants to drag us down with him!"

"Brother Yu, look at what you said. Isn't this a blatant disregard of the facts?" Zhen Jiecheng said confidently, "After all, long before that stupid bird harmed me, I had already harmed myself! How can I use the word 'being'?"

"Hahahaha!"

There was a continuous burst of laughter, and everyone was in great spirits.

Yin Li and others were very clear about one thing: Zhen Jiecheng's congratulations were genuine and sincere, without any jealousy or resentment.

All the targeting is limited to some big men in the jury, the main idea is to make sure everyone gets what they deserve and not harm the innocent.

Emmm, that's not right! There are still innocent people!

Everyone looked at the Sixth Princess' staff, especially the hosts such as Jingwei.

Tsk tsk tsk!
Accidental injuries are always inevitable!

But it doesn’t matter, after all, it is a unit on the same level as CCTV.

We should be magnanimous and forgiving!
Jingwei had already cursed in his heart!

Outstanding Co-production Award, Outstanding Digital Film Award, Outstanding Feature Film Award.

It seems that the three prizes are not small in number, but they are all useless. Especially since each one is a large-scale wholesale, it is even more useless.

The judges' intention was obvious: Look, I gave you three awards! If you make trouble again, it would be unreasonable.

You should be grateful!
If you keep your attitude right, won’t you have a chance “definitely” next time?
If this happened to someone else, there would be no problem.

But it was Zhen Jiecheng! And Jiang Wen was added!

Jingwei had a stern face, but when the greetings were finally over, he forced a smile and presided over the award ceremony.

The director's roar from the backstage came through the headphones:

“Read the closing remarks after the awards!”

"No more acceptance speeches, just end it! Just end it!"

"Zhen Jiecheng and Jiang Wen can make whatever trouble they want afterwards. It has nothing to do with us!"

Hearing this, Jingwei felt relieved and smiled.

But when the etiquette lady handed out the award certificates to everyone, she noticed that everyone was holding a microphone.

Got it!

I was given the microphone when I went on stage!
He won't interrupt, will he?

He would not force his pupils to shrink suddenly.

In the field of vision, I suddenly saw Zhen Jiecheng raising the microphone immediately after receiving the award certificate.

It's over!

This guy doesn't follow the procedures!
The expression on Jingwei's face suddenly froze, and he began to twitch uncontrollably, and his standard smile gradually distorted.

Grit your teeth:

Huabiao, ah Huabiao, why did you mess with that bastard Zhen Jiecheng?
“Thank you again for the Huabiao Award!”

“Thank you, jury!”

“Thank you for your excellent style of justice, fairness and openness!”

Zhen Jiecheng was filled with joy and held up his award certificate high.

"You have recognized me, encouraged me, and urged me time and again! I, a junior, am deeply grateful and humbled by your good intentions."

"I can't express my overwhelming emotions in words. All I can do is stay true to my original aspiration and continue to devote myself to the film and television industry. I will give back to you with more works in the future!"

"Sign up for the next session!"

"Sign up for the next session!"

"As long as I don't stop acting, Huabiao and I will always be inseparable!"

She covered her face shyly.
"I'm sorry! I was so happy and excited that I used the wrong words. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you all!"

"All in all, today's award ceremony gave me a sense of home."

“Meeting you all is like meeting friends and relatives.”

"In this art palace of the Huabiao Award, all the people who talk and laugh are great scholars, and there are no unlearned people among them. You are both talented in literature and martial arts, and you are unique!"

“I have benefited a lot from sitting with you all!”

"Oh?" Jiang Wen leaned forward, "In that case, write a poem!"

"We need wind and meat!"

"We must have hot pot, we must have"

"Brother, aren't you making things difficult for me?" Zhen Jiecheng pleaded, "I don't have the talent of Director Feng!"

The camera was turned to Feng Xiaogang, who played a guest role as a legal advisor in "Let the Bullets Fly". Feng Xiaogang's mouth was grinning, revealing a mouthful of uneven yellow teeth.

"Then just write whatever you want!"

"My wife is not here today, so I don't have to go through her hurdle!"

Jiang Wen likes to watch the fun, but he likes to participate in the fun even more, and he likes to add fuel to the fire while participating.

At Jiang Wen's sudden suggestion, Zhen Jiecheng had to cooperate and cram for the exam.

I racked my brains to try to come up with a suitable limerick.

Finally, his gaze fell on Jiang Wen's face.

Damn it, you started it, so don’t blame me for using it as a reference for your future seven-character quatrains against Cheng Danqing!

Thinking about this, inspiration comes to me.

He picked up the microphone again and cleared his throat.

Seeing this, Jiang Wen widened his eyes in anticipation, and so did the others.

Even the Sixth Princess' staff, including Jingwei, were curious.

"Don't interrupt him! Let him write! Let him read!"

The director was very excited!

"It's good to write poetry! Writing poetry is so elegant!"

"As for how sarcastic the poem is, it's none of our business!"

"As long as it's not a quarrel, then it's all about ratings!"

It's just "literary insults", nothing more.

Besides, can what intellectuals do be called scolding? That's called literary exchange.

"Fools are to be admired but not to be carved," "A flaw in a jade can conceal its beauty but a flaw in a jade cannot conceal its charm."

Zhen Jiecheng spoke in a loud and clear voice.

"The canopy is flourishing year after year,"

"Don't show off your wealth and jade."

After reading it, he blinked at the camera.

Raise the award certificate again.

“Thanks Huabiao!”

“I’ll come back in two years!”

"Next time I will prepare poems in advance and write a song to praise this great art palace with a complete poem!"

Jiang Wen was so happy that he could hardly straighten his back!

The audience was whispering to each other, discussing in low voices what the poem Zhen Jiecheng was reciting meant.

Actors! Most of them are semi-illiterate!

I didn’t learn anything during the nine-year compulsory education system and often can’t even write simple words. It’s normal that I can’t understand what I hear!
As we all know, the concept of "entertainment circle" was brought over from Hong Kong and Taiwan. Before that, it was called the "literary and art circle" in China.

The vast majority of actors are excluded from the circle. Only a few have some "art" and only a very few can fully enter the "art circle".

"Jie Cheng you kid!"

As Yu Zhong stepped down from the stage, he kept muttering,

"That's shameful! That's shameful!"

"You might as well just say 'fuck it'!"

"Now I understand what Senior Brother Tian said: This guy looks honest on the surface, but he's full of evil!"

"Brother! My teacher said that I inherited the glorious tradition of directors from Beijing Film Academy!" Zhen Jiecheng raised his eyebrows, "So, the glorious tradition is full of lies?"

"Come on, come on! I can't argue with you! If you keep talking, I'll be the one scolding myself!" Yu Zhong laughed. "Okay, let's go back to our respective positions and talk after the ceremony is over!"

"Okay! Let's talk later!" Yin Li nodded in response, then strode back to the area where the "Yun Shui Yao" crew was located.

As soon as I sat down, I saw Li Bingbing, Cheng Kun, Xu Ruoxuan and other actors leaning over and asking in a low voice:

"Director, please tell me about the poem you just wrote."

Seeing everyone's curious looks and that people around were discussing things, no one was paying attention to me.

Yin Li then spoke.

"The first sentence, literally."

"For a fool, just make him laugh, there's no need to teach him!"

"In the second sentence, Jie Cheng is talking about himself."

"You can list all the reasons why you shouldn't give Parasite a major award, I'll accept them all! But no matter how many excuses you make, my work is still awesome, or in other words, awesome!"

"The third and fourth sentences are even more obvious, naked sarcasm! Year after year, the ostentation gets bigger and bigger, but in the end, it's all glitz and glamour, ummm, you know what I mean!"

"So stop showing off like a clown. It's embarrassing."

Yin Li winked and continued,
"Of course, you can also understand it in a different way."

"In the first sentence, Jiecheng is talking about himself, making fun of himself, and being humble."

"The second sentence praises the Huabiao Awards. Although there are some omissions in the selection, it is still very impressive overall!"

"In the third and fourth sentences, I continue to talk about myself. I will become more experienced and more senior every year. But even if I win many awards, I can't show off and I must keep my original intention."

Having said that, Yin Li paused for a moment, giving everyone time to digest and understand.

But after they raised their heads again, they continued.

"Otherwise, why do people say Jie Cheng is mean and evil?"

"To use Jiang Wen's words: What a beast! Rogues are not to be feared, but educated ones are to be feared!"

"Let him do all the talking! No matter how the jury responds, it's wrong."

"Scold Jie Cheng? Jie Cheng can immediately say with an innocent face: That's not what I meant, you guys got the wrong idea."

"Then the judges' behavior is exactly in line with the saying: People with dirty hearts see everyone as dirty."

"It's basically like shooting yourself in the foot."

"But if I don't respond, wouldn't that be the same as admitting that I am..."

Yin Li suddenly shut up and looked around cautiously.

Then lower your head and your voice,
"Take out the first word of each line of poetry and read them together again."

"Emm, Han, Bi, Hua," Li Bingbing's eyes widened, "Watch?"

"Hahaha! Stupid Huabiao!"

Jiang Wen was not as cautious as Yin Li, he just kept grinning and laughing.

As soon as the ceremony ended, he called Zhou Yun to share his joy.

"Senior, you're so mean!" Jing Tian held Zhen Jiecheng's arm, her cheeks still flushed with excitement, her undisguised satisfaction overflowing, "But I like it so much!"

Liu Yifei was extremely envious of Jing Tian's freedom and relaxation in doing whatever he wanted.

Obviously I knew him first
"It's okay to talk, but why are you holding my arm? You're just a little girl, be reserved! Be careful or you'll be on the headlines tomorrow!"

"It's okay, senior, I don't care!" Jing Tian pouted, "Besides, my parents are relieved! Uncle Lu is also relieved!"

"Didn't they say that in the Spring Festival Gala skit? A leader without news is not a leader, and a celebrity without scandals is not a celebrity."

"I am barely a celebrity now. Since I have chosen this path, I have to get used to it!"

"Shit! You're used to taking advantage of me!" Zhen Jiecheng rolled his eyes.

"Hehe! Anyway, senior, you don't have to worry about too much debt, and you don't have to itch if you have too many lice. It doesn't matter."

As he said this, Jing Tian patted his head.
"But I need you to explain it to me, senior, so that I can understand the meaning of this poem. This is a bit bad."

"The teacher also said that both actors and directors need to have sufficient literary literacy."

"Emmm, I will start to memorize ancient poems and read classics later. I will strive to become a poetry master like you in the future!"

Zhen Jiecheng: ￣へ￣

"Senior, what's that expression on your face?"

"Isn't this a good title? When you were reciting poetry on the stage just now, everyone in the audience was praising you like this."

Zhen Jiecheng: (｀ω)
The Huabiao Awards Ceremony finally ended, and the reporters waiting outside the Beijing Exhibition Center were very excited.

Every guest attending the conference is an interview subject.

Even the staff were not spared!
Princess Six was dumbfounded: Damn it, I am now the one being interviewed? Then why am I carrying a camera and a microphone?

"Cheng Kun, congratulations on becoming the Huabiao Best Actor! So, what do you think of Director Zhen's acceptance speech?"

"Bingbing, congratulations on becoming the best actress in Huabiao Film Festival! So, how do you understand the poem written by Director Zhen?"

"Director Jiang, Director Jiang! Director Zhen is launching a campaign to win the Huabiao Awards. Do you support him?"

"Fire? Don't talk nonsense, Jie Cheng is not like that! Jie Cheng didn't!" Jiang Wen said righteously, "Jie Cheng was clearly praising the Huabiao Award, how could it be fired?"

"But this acrostic poem is telling you that"

"What explicit indication? What acrostic poem? It's obviously a coincidence!" Jiang Wen lied with his eyes open.

He glanced at the judges who were walking out of the Beijing Exhibition Center with sullen faces, and raised his voice:

"How dare you slander Huabiao as an idiot?"

"The judges worked diligently to create the top art palace in the Chinese film and television industry."

"How is that possible, idiot!"

(End of this chapter)