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"Alright, stop arguing, it's time to eat." Zeng Li quickly stepped in to smooth things over: "After dinner, we still need to watch the Venice Film Festival awards ceremony!"

Cheng Sheng looked surprised: "Sister Li, you're going to watch the Venice Film Festival live too?"

In his opinion, the awards ceremony was not worth watching at all. After all, there were no awards related to him, and he wasn't even there, so it didn't matter whether he watched it or not.

"Well, I've got nothing else to do, so I might as well watch the excitement and see if Chen Kaige's movie can win an award." Zeng Li nodded lightly, her tone flat.

"What's so interesting about this?" Cheng Sheng joked with a hint of suggestion in his tone. "I was thinking that after dinner, we should relax a bit. After all, Xiao Ran is going back to China tomorrow, and we don't know when we'll see each other again."

Sensing the underlying meaning in Cheng Sheng's words, Zeng Li's cheeks flushed slightly, and she thought to herself: You've relaxed, but we can't withstand this kind of torment from you.

Just then, Cheng Sheng's phone vibrated slightly.

He picked it up and saw it was a message from the Big Demon, informing him that the food at the restaurant was ready and that they should come over to eat as soon as possible.

"Let's go, Big Demon is calling us for dinner." Cheng Sheng quickly changed his clothes, then led Zeng Li, Li Xiaoran, and Da Tiantian to the hotel restaurant.

After dinner, it quietly came to eight o'clock in the evening.

The crew members went out in twos and threes to explore the night markets of Sumatra and experience the local customs and culture; while those who stayed at the hotel stayed in front of their screens to watch the live broadcast of the Venice Film Festival awards ceremony.

Cheng Sheng simply put aside his trivial matters and sat with Zeng Li and the other two in his room to watch this film event in a foreign country. The air was filled with a sense of comfort and warmth.

Time flew by, and the awards ceremony soon began.

The film festival is being broadcast live in Sumatra; you can clearly see the spectacular event by simply turning on your television.

The award ceremony was similar to previous ones. As is customary, the chairman of the judging panel led the members of the judging committee to announce the winners of each award in turn.

When the camera focused on the chairman of the jury walking onto the awards stage, Cheng Sheng's hand, which was casually resting on the armrest of the sofa, paused slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes—it was actually Zhang Guoshi.

He truly didn't expect that the president of the jury at this year's Venice Film Festival would be Zhang Guoshi.

Cheng Sheng subconsciously recalled memories from another time and space, only to suddenly remember that the chairman of the jury for this year's Venice Film Festival was originally Zhang Guoshi. However, he was usually busy with trivial matters and did not pay much attention to such news, so he forgot about it over time.

A faint smile appeared on his lips as he muttered to himself: "Heh, if Chen Kaige really wins the award, and the presenter happens to be Zhang Guoshi, I wonder what his expression will be. It must be quite a spectacle."

"Wow! It's Zhang Guoshi! He's actually the chairman of the jury for this year's Venice Film Festival!" Da Tiantian broke the silence first, shouting with surprise and admiration as she stared intently at the television screen.

Li Xiaoran glanced at her helplessly, her tone tinged with a hint of teasing: "Don't you guys usually pay attention to film and television news? The news that Zhang Guoshi was elected as the president of the jury at this year's Venice Film Festival has already been reported."

"They're filming with the crew every day, how could they have time to pay attention to these gossip news!" Da Tiantian pouted and argued, her tone full of grievance.

Zeng Li, watching the composed and steady Zhang Guoshi on television, said thoughtfully, "With Zhang Guoshi as the jury chairman, if any Chinese-language films are nominated for the main competition this year, doesn't that mean their chances of winning will be much higher? After all, we're all Chinese, so he'll surely give more consideration to his own country's works, right?" Li Xiaoran nodded and casually said, "There are three Chinese-language films nominated for the main competition this year: Li An's *Lust, Caution*, Chen Kaige's *Blue Is the Warmest Color*, and Jia Zhangke's *Useless*."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Sheng's face twitched slightly, and he began to secretly make plans in his mind.

According to memories from another timeline, the Golden Lion for Best Film at this year's Venice Film Festival should have gone to Li An's "Lust, Caution".

However, due to his involvement, Chen Kaige also brought "Blue Is the Warmest Color" into the main competition unit, and with the quality of the film and his script, Chen Kaige also became a strong contender for Best Picture.

This makes it uncertain who will win Best Picture this year.

Cheng Sheng himself did not like Li An, after all, the other party was not upright and his position was questionable.

If Chen Kaige can snatch the Best Film award from him, it would be a very gratifying thing for Cheng Sheng.

He gently corrected, "Useless" was not selected for the main competition. The film was only selected for the Horizons section, which is not considered part of the main competition.

Zeng Li turned to look at Cheng Sheng, her eyes full of curiosity: "Sheng, who do you think will win Best Film this year?" She knew that Cheng Sheng had a keen eye and his predictions about film awards were always very accurate.

Cheng Sheng smiled slightly, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes.

He knew what Zeng Li wanted to ask. If it weren't for his involvement, this year's Golden Lion Award would definitely have been Li An's. But now that Chen Kaige was competing with him, things were not so sure.

"If nothing unexpected happens, it will either be Li An's 'Lust, Caution' or Chen Kaige's 'Blue Is the Warmest Color'," Cheng Sheng said slowly after a moment of contemplation.

"Chen Kaige is definitely going to win the grand prize!" Da Tiantian immediately said, her tone firm and her face full of confidence.

"Why are you so sure?" Li Xiaoran asked, puzzled. She looked at Da Tiantian with a question in her mind, not understanding where her confidence came from.

"Because 'Blue Is the Warmest Color' was written by Cheng Sheng!" Da Tian Tian said proudly, tilting her head up as if Cheng Sheng had won the award: "Cheng Sheng's script is definitely the best, and Chen Kaige will definitely win the award!"

Cheng Sheng couldn't help but chuckle at Da Tiantian's straightforwardness. He shook his head helplessly, but a warm feeling welled up in his heart—this little girl really trusted him completely.

"Alright, everyone be quiet, the awards ceremony is starting." Zeng Li said softly, gesturing for everyone to look at the television screen.

While the group was talking, the awards ceremony on television had already officially begun.

According to the traditional awarding order of the main competition section of the Venice Film Festival, the awards are usually announced in the order of technical, acting, and directing categories, with the highest award, the Golden Lion, taking center stage last.

However, this year's film festival was slightly different, as the awards for the short film section were announced first. (End of Chapter)