Director of Photography Department of Huayu

Chapter 92: A good fight in Berlin this year

On February 9, the first day of the Lunar New Year, the sky was just getting light and the streets of Pingzhou, Foshan were still immersed in the afterglow of New Year's Eve. The sound of firecrackers was sporadic and there was a faint smell of gunpowder in the air.

Wu Chen pushed the door open with his backpack. Yuan Xiaoqin was standing at the door, and Wu Yangming drove her to the airport.

The Berlin Film Festival always coincides with the Chinese New Year.

The opening ceremony was held on the evening of February 10, which happened to be the second day of the Chinese New Year. There are currently no direct flights from Guangzhou to Berlin. Direct flights between China and Europe are currently concentrated in the two hub cities of Beijing and Shanghai.

For this, Wu Chen had to go back to the capital first.

It happened that when Wu Chen was wishing New Year's greetings to Mu Deyuan, the other party asked about Wu Chen's flight time to Berlin and found out that the time was the same as that of Gu Changwei's "Peacock" crew, and it was the same flight.

Mu Deyuan directly called Wu Chen, Gu Changwei and others to go together so that they could have someone to look after them along the way.

When Wu Chen returned to Beijing, it was almost noon. He turned on his phone and saw Liu Yifei's penguin message still flashing.

He clicked it and his lips curled up. On the screen, she wrote bitterly:
"Junior brother, I envy you for being able to fly around. I can only rest for two days on the set, and I have to start work tomorrow."

The next sentence jumps to anticipation: "The director said there's a difficult 'umbrella scene' later. The action director designed it beautifully. I'll show you my skills then!"

The next sentence goes off track again: "You said there are all kinds of holidays in the world, why not have a day for staying in bed."

A girl's mind is like the spring breeze, unpredictable and you can never guess what she will say next.

At this time, Liu Yifei, who was staying in the hotel to celebrate the New Year, was lying lazily on the bed, supporting her cheek with one hand and casually picking up her mobile phone with the other hand to look at it.

The heating in the hotel room was turned on very high. She was wearing a soft pink pajamas with a slightly open neckline, revealing her delicate collarbone.

Her long black hair was casually spread on the pillow, and her delicate skin looked like warm mutton-fat jade under the light.

"Junior brother, why haven't you replied yet?" She muttered, her eyes fixed on the Penguin chat interface. Seeing that her message had not yet been replied, she couldn't help but turn over, burying her face in the quilt, and complained softly:

"How long does it take to fly from Guangzhou to Beijing?"

Before Liu Yifei could say anything, her cell phone suddenly rang.

Her eyes lit up and she quickly clicked on the Penguin message. Seeing that Wu Chen had finally replied, an uncontrollable smile instantly appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"It's hard to decide on a date because every day is suitable and I can't pick the most suitable day."

At this time, Wu Chen was standing in the waiting hall and saw the "Peacock" crew from afar.

Gu Changwei and Yang Jinsong walked in front, with a calm temperament.

Following behind him were actors such as Jiang Wenli, Lu Yulai, Zhang Jingchu, and Feng Li. They were all wearing thick scarves and walking slowly while pushing their luggage.

"Director Gu, why is my sister-in-law here?"

Yang Jinsong's tone was filled with helplessness. Didn't you agree not to come? Why did you change your mind at the last minute?

Although you and your spouse can sleep in the same room and there is no impact, what about the crew?

He felt that the people behind him seemed to be talking and laughing, but the atmosphere was extremely weird, especially when Zhang Jingchu laughed, her eyes couldn't help but meet Jiang Wenli's, and it always felt like a fight was about to start.

"She didn't inform me in advance." Gu Changwei sighed, "Don't worry, I will take care of it."

"alright."

The matter was done and there was nothing Yang Jinsong could do. He looked up and saw a young figure not far away.

"Director Wu seems to have arrived."

Gu Changwei chuckled and nodded: "Well, Lao Mu told me about it a few days ago, it's a coincidence."

"Brother Gu, Director Yang, Sister Wenli"

Wu Chen shook hands with everyone one by one.

Jiang Wenli seemed very enthusiastic: "I've heard Lao Gu talk about you for a long time, but I never had the chance to meet you. Today I see that you are indeed well-deserved!"

"No, no, thank you!"

Wu Chen chuckled softly.

Although Zhang Jingchu's expression remained unchanged at this time, his mood was not good.

She wanted to meet Wu Chen and get to know him.

As the fastest-rising director of the new generation in China, he is no less than some of the big domestic directors. It would definitely be of great benefit to her to get to know him.

But Jiang Wenli didn't give her any chance to get close and directly separated her.

The others could at least get a few words in, but she was interrupted the moment she opened her mouth. This is too much!

Zhang Jingchu was burning with anger and stared at Gu Changwei.

The latter seemed to sense it, but Jiang Wenli was there, so he could only continue chatting with Wu Chen and pretend not to see it.

"Little One"

Jiang Wenli's lips curled up slightly.

The group walked and chatted, and soon boarded the plane and took their seats. The plane slowly taxied and soared into the sky.

Wu Chen leaned back in his seat, looked at the distant clouds through the porthole, and took a deep breath.

Next up, Berlin.

The cold wind is howling, and Berlin's winter is still cold.

Outside the airport, a black Mercedes-Benz sedan was parked quietly on the side of the road, with two familiar figures standing next to the car - Christian Bale and Jason Blum.

Gu Changwei and others naturally had their own arrangements. They exchanged a few words outside the airport and then got into their cars and left.

"Wu Chen, see you again at the opening ceremony." Gu Changwei smiled and patted Wu Chen's shoulder.

Zhang Jingchu stood not far away, watching Wu Chen go away, with a look of displeasure on her pretty face.

From the time they met at the airport until now, with Jiang Wenli interfering, the two of them only exchanged a few simple words.

"Hey man!"

Christian Bale opened his arms and gave Wu Chen a big hug, with an excited smile on his face.

Jason Blum smiled and gave him a tight hug. "You're quite a bit later than us. Christian and I arrived yesterday."

Wu Chen smiled slightly: "It can't be helped. It's the Spring Festival, so I have to go back home."

"Haha, Spring Festival! Yes, it's the most important festival in China." Bell smiled and nodded. "So you came with the blessings of your whole family?"

"Of course." Wu Chen's mouth corners rose slightly.

The three of them got in the car, and the Mercedes slowly drove out of the airport and headed straight for the Berlin Film Palace.

Many media and movie fans have gathered in front of the Film Palace. Although there is still one night before the official opening of the film festival, many reporters have already been waiting here, waiting for the directors and actors of the shortlisted films to appear.

When Wu Chen, Christian Bale and Jason Blum got out of the car, domestic media immediately noticed the group.

"Director Wu!"

"Director Wu, can you accept an interview?"

Wu Chen glanced at Bell and Jason, the three of them smiled at each other, and then walked towards the media area generously.

"Director Wu! First of all, congratulations on Buried for being selected for the Berlin Film Festival's main competition! This is your second film, and your first time competing at one of the three major film festivals. Do you have anything to say to the domestic audience?"

Wu Chen smiled slightly, his eyes remaining calm and composed under the camera flash:
“Actually, when I came here, I tried to keep a calm mind, but I have to admit that being able to compete on the same stage with the best filmmakers in the world is exciting in itself.

If Buried Alive has the opportunity to be released in China, I hope that domestic audiences will go to the cinema and truly experience the film, rather than just focusing on the awards."

"Director Wu, the Chinese film 'Peacock' directed by Gu Changwei has also been shortlisted for the main competition. Do you think you and Director Gu have a chance of winning the grand prize in Berlin this year?"

When asked about the award, even Bell and Jason on the side couldn't help but look at Wu Chen, expecting how Wu Chen would respond.

"Of course, I have confidence, and I have great confidence in Director Gu!"

Wu Chen's response immediately caught the attention of reporters and media.

I like the way you dare to speak out.

Just after Wu Chen and others were interviewed, Gu Changwei and his group also arrived at the Film Palace and were also surrounded and interviewed by domestic reporters.

"Director Gu, Director Wu Chen said he's very confident that he and you can win the Berlin Grand Prix together. What do you think?"

The reporter's words stunned the entire "Peacock" crew.

Gu Changwei was stunned for a moment. He was usually very silent and could not say such words. But since Wu Chen had already said it, he, as a senior, naturally could not be inferior.

"I am also confident that I will do well in Berlin this year!"

(End of this chapter)