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Chapter 43: The First Signed Artist (Seeking Monthly Tickets to Read)

After coming out of the cocktail party, everyone was still excited and suggested going to the bar downstairs for more drinks.

Although Cannes has closed, filmmakers, tourists and movie fans from all over the world have not left yet.

Despite the late hour, the streets were still crowded with people and the atmosphere in the bar was lively.

Tian Xiaole and others found a bar and started toasting frequently.

"Uncle Wu, your acting wasn't the reason you lost this time, it's because you had too few scenes, otherwise it would be hard to say for sure if you won Best Actor."

"This is the best result. I really won the Best Actor award. We may not win the Jury Award."

Jiang Wu waved his hand indifferently, but his face was still full of regret.

Best Actor is a personal honor, and as an actor I definitely hope to get it.

However, there are very few films that can win two prestigious awards at the same time in Cannes.

When filming "Maze of the Heart", Tian Xiaole said that if he did a good job, he would have a good chance of winning the Best Actor award.

This regret made him think of a one-man show.

Script: [Buried alive]!
The whole film is a solo show for the male lead, so why not let Jiang Wu give it a try?
There is definitely no problem with the acting, the only problem is whether I can overcome it psychologically.

Not everyone can survive in a small coffin.

He remembered that after the original male lead role was finished, he was depressed for a while.

There were so many people around now that Tian Xiaole didn't mention it again. He could only ask him tomorrow.

"Brother, let's drink one and wish us to win the grand prize."

Two blushes had already appeared on Tang Yan's face, and her eyes were a little blurry. It seemed that she had drunk quite a lot.

"Drink less, or you'll have a headache tomorrow."

Tian Xiaole held down her hand holding the wine glass and comforted her kindly.

"Brother, you really care about me. I can still drink now, so don't worry about me."

Tang Yan pushed Tian Xiaole's hand away, moved closer, put her arm around his shoulders, and brought the wine glass to her lips.

"I'm scared of you."

Tian Xiaole was helpless to meet such a drunkard.

After three rounds of drinks, everyone had almost finished drinking, and Tian Xiaole suggested that they disperse.

If he drinks any more, he'll be drunk.

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It's twelve o'clock in the morning in Cannes, which is the time when working people in China have already woken up.

Many people opened their morning newspapers and saw nothing but news about the closing of Cannes.

The news of Tian Xiaole winning the award stunned countless people in the film and television industry and attracted their attention.

The level of shock was no less than when Chen Kaige won the Palme d'Or.

Why do you say that?
Because Tian Xiaole is just a directing student, and the Cannes Film Festival is notoriously difficult to conquer.

Being nominated is the greatest recognition for him. Even if he wins an award, it is only a small personal award.

Who would have thought that he would get a big one.

So many years have passed since Chen Kaige won the Palme d'Or in 93.

Only Zhang Yimou's "To Live" and Jiang Wen's "The Devils" have won the jury award.

Tian Xiaole is the third director to receive such an honor.

The first two are already successful and famous directors who have been well-known for many years.

And Tian Xiaole is just a student, which makes people feel incredible in comparison.

Beijing Film Academy was more proactive than anyone else and hung banners at the school gate early on.

"Congratulations to Tian Xiaole, a senior student in our school's directing department, for winning the Grand Prix at the Cannes Film Festival for his film, 'Maze of the Heart.'"

Among them, "Senior Student" and "Jury Grand Prize" were specially enlarged and bolded.

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Tian Xiaole had just finished taking a shower when he heard someone knocking on the door. He thought it was an old acquaintance, but it turned out to be Tang Yan.

She changed her clothes, wearing a red shirt tucked into a black skirt.

Her slender legs were clad in transparent black stockings and she wore a pair of black high heels with red soles.

Her black hair was draped over her shoulders with water droplets on it, she must have just taken a shower.

"Brother, I can't sleep and want to talk to you."

"Come in." Tian Xiaole made way to let Tang Yan enter the room.

Looking at her slender legs wrapped in black stockings, my lower abdomen felt hot due to the effects of alcohol.

"You seem to have drunk quite a bit, so why can't you sleep?"

Tian Xiaole handed a bottle of water to Tang Yan, and he unscrewed another bottle and took two big gulps to suppress his anger.

"Brother, I've received many calls from film and television companies wanting me to sign with them. I don't know how to choose, so I want you to give me some advice."

Tang Yan remembered that Tian Xiaole said that if she wanted to sign with his company, she would wait until the closing ceremony of Cannes.

She sat on the sofa, her long legs folded together and tilted to the side to avoid exposing herself.

She leaned forward with her arms resting on the armrest of the sofa, looking at Tian Xiaole with her watery eyes.

"So do you still want to sign with Xiaole Films?"

Tian Xiaole used strong willpower to move his eyes away from his legs and asked softly.

"Yes, I want to sign it for you."

Tang Yan nodded seriously, and when she saw Tian Xiaole's predicament, a playful smile appeared on her face.

She stretched her legs straight, bent over and deliberately flicked her black stockings.

"Brother, I said my legs are white and smooth, do you want to try it?"

"cough~"

"You don't think it's as simple as signing a contract, do you?"

"As long as you nod, I will sign it for you."

Tang Yan stood up with a smile, took cat steps, and sat astride Tian Xiaole's arms.

One hand was around his neck, and the other hand was holding his hand and placing it on her leg.

She wanted to prove that it was really white, smooth, and tender enough to make water drip out of it.

Tian Xiaole didn't say anything, just pressed his lips against hers.

His hands were not honest either.

Stroking the thighs wrapped in black stockings.

In just a moment, the skirt was lifted to the waist.

"Dong dong~"

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Never mind, I think we went the wrong way."

Tian Xiaole explained casually, and then he realized that his waist was wrapped with legs.

When eating seafood, you should cook it slowly, be civilized and avoid violence.

Caressing her face, soothing her anxious emotions.

"Okay."

I quickly got used to the way I was eating, so I continued.
Yan Ni was like usual, but she didn't expect that there was someone in the room.

After listening for a while, I found out that they were having a seafood feast.

He walked away cursing.

Such a good thing didn’t even involve her!
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Back home, as public opinion fermented, discussions in the film and television industry reached a climax.

The good news is that the media went to interview the same directors again.

"Xiao Le is already very good, just a little short of the grand prize. He's still very young, and I believe he will win the Palme d'Or, even if the process may be difficult..."

Chen Kaige, who was filming in Hengdian, took the initiative to accept an interview with reporters during his break.

"I've read the script for Labyrinth of the Heart and I knew it was a fantastic piece. It absolutely deserves the Grand Jury Prize."

Jiang Wen was upset because the media exposed his relationship with Zhou Yun without them getting divorced, and he gave a rare explanation in the interview this time.

"Congratulations to Xiaole for winning the Grand Jury Prize. I'm very happy. My film, Hoh Xil, has been registered for the Tokyo Film Festival. Everyone can look forward to it."

When Lu Chuan was interviewed, he did not forget to mention that he directed the movie.

It gives people an expression as if, if Tian Xiaole can do it, why can't I?

(End of this chapter)