Huayu02 started by making films.

After all, every director has a hidden past before achieving success. Zhang Yimou went to great lengths to become a director, even breaking ties with a wealthy businessman and willingly undergoing alien-based physical modifications.

However, when Kai later gave an interview, he said, "We were together at the time, but I didn't know about this."

Feng Kuzi rose through the ranks from the compound, calling everyone "Polaris," enduring all kinds of hardships and climbing the ladder step by step, becoming even more like Zhao Gao than Gao Yao.

The "shining qualities" of these people are what Han Yi needs to learn. He simply made up a story on the spot to win the award, and he believes that the French audience, especially those from the "old revolutionary base areas," will empathize with him.

May 25, 2002, was the day "I'm glad you're dead" premiered at the Cannes Film Festival.

Han Yi got up early and went to the film festival staff to confirm the host for the short film screening room.

I learned that the host's name was Emma and that she was a woman.

Han Yi thought to himself, "Damn, this electric scooter guy has even made it to Cannes?"

It wasn't until the staff showed him Emma's photo that Han Yi examined it for a long time before recognizing her as the big foreign woman who had thrown the blindfold over his head that day.

He left with a heavy heart, muttering to himself, "She probably didn't understand the dialect I used that day, did she? Even though you're a beautiful woman, a host should stay in the cinema and do their job properly. Why did you come out to look at handsome guys!"

Han Yi walked into Rue Antibes next to the Palais des Festivals in Cannes. This shopping street was full of dazzling array of goods. He went into a trendy gift shop, intending to pick out a gift for Emma and ask her for a favor. Bringing something with him couldn't be a bad thing.

Upon entering the store and seeing the wide variety of goods on the shelves, Han Yi immediately felt a headache coming on. In his previous life, he hated going shopping with his girlfriend the most, and he bought all his clothes online until that online store went out of business.

Fortunately, the sales clerk was very attentive and recommended a delicate perfume after listening to Han Yi's needs.

Holding the gift box, Han Yi hummed a song all the way back to the hotel and began rehearsing his "story script".

The script is the foundation of a play.

The interview segment following the short film screening was also scripted, but the host followed the established procedures based on the audience's reactions.

Evening, in the hotel room.

Han Yi finished his final rehearsal in front of the mirror and began preparing his outfit for the premiere.

He took two suits out of his suitcase, one black and the other also black.

Chenchen took his measurements and had it custom-made at a tailor shop in Beijing, using her own savings.

When she handed it to Han Yi, she excitedly said, "The short film competition is also part of the main competition. Does a rotten egg still count as an egg?"

Han Yi took out the black suit with a dark pattern, carefully put it on, and then polished his leather shoes until they shone.

He took out hair wax, grabbed an American-style spiky hairstyle in front of the mirror, shook his head, but the hairstyle didn't budge.

Han Yi smugly looked in the mirror: "Now I really look like a grown-up, except for my hairstyle."

After saying that, he turned around, stuck out his rear end, and boasted to himself in the mirror, "This is China's 'Perfect Butt'! French ladies, get ready to welcome your Director Han Yi!"

One hour before the premiere.

Han Yi arrived at the Buñuel Hall on the first basement floor of the Palais des Festivals in Cannes.

This is the core screening room for the short film competition, which can accommodate more than 400 people. Short film crews have already started to enter.

Outside the screening room, the film festival's official photographers were taking team photos of the various film crews.

Teacher Dai arrived early in the morning. After taking a photo with Han Yi, Han Yi stood at the entrance of the hall, anxiously waiting for Emma, ​​the "eyepatch girl".

After watching Teacher Dai finish two cigarettes, Han Yi finally saw Emma, ​​who was still the same blonde, blue-eyed, curvaceous, fair-skinned, French beauty with a few freckles.

Emma recognized Han Yi at a glance: wasn't this the young man who threw an eye mask at the handsome Asian man in her excitement when she first hosted the Cannes Film Festival?

She quickly stepped forward to greet her: "So you're the director of that short film! Do you remember me? On the seaside promenade..."

Han Yi thought to himself: Even if I don't know them, I have to pretend I do. He quickly switched his expression, revealing a shy smile:

"Hello Emma, ​​host. The eye mask from last time... I'm sorry, I threw it away."

Emma blushed slightly, covered her mouth and chuckled, "It's good that you threw it away. I even thought it was a bit too small."

Han Yi glanced at her pomelo and thought to himself, "She's about the same size as Little Fatty, what's she bragging about?"

He deftly pulled a bottle of exquisite perfume from his pocket and handed it to her, saying, "This is a small apology from me, please accept it." He then winked at her, subtly flirting.

Emma was amused by Han Yi's series of punches and accepted the gift with a smile.

The two exchanged a cheek kiss, which marked their formal introduction.

Emma, ​​smelling of Chanel No. 5 woody rose, led Han Yi into the screening room and began explaining the details of the main creators' appearance on stage after the short film screening:

"Han, when you see my gesture from the audience, bring the main cast and crew up on stage. First, thank the audience, then I will ask questions according to the cue cards. Don't be nervous, it will be over soon."

Han Yi continued to flirt with her: "Beautiful Miss Emma, ​​I am still a student. This time, the school only sent one teacher to accompany us. There are really no other main creators."

Emma exclaimed in surprise, "Oh my god! Han, you're so young? I thought Chinese people all looked pretty much the same age..."

Han Yi feigned helplessness: "Yes, Ms. Emma. I've been so worried about this premiere that I haven't been able to sleep all night. Please be cooperative during the interview later, okay?"

"Han, how do you want me to cooperate?"

Han Yi then handed Emma his carefully prepared Q&A cue cards.

A moment later, Emma finished reading the contents, looked up at the young man, and her maternal instincts surged instantly; she almost wanted to hold Han Yi in her mouth. She stepped forward and gently hugged him, softly comforting him:

"Han, I never expected your path to becoming a director to be so bumpy. We'll do it your way."

Han Yi also leaned against Emma's grapefruit for a while, and said thank you: "Beautiful Ms. Emma, ​​you are the most beautiful host in Cannes. Even the warm breeze of the Mediterranean cannot soothe people's hearts as much as you do."

"Hahaha……"

After chatting with Emma for a few more minutes, the two parted ways. Han Yi stayed at the door, waiting for Section Chief Jia and Han Shanping to arrive with their men.

Just as Teacher Dai finished another cigarette, Section Chief Jia arrived with Zhao Tao and several film distributors. Han Yi immediately went up to greet them: "Senior brother, Sister Tao, and a few others... Thank you for coming, thank you so much!"

Teacher Dai led the group into the hall.

Han Shanping also arrived, followed by a group of distributors. It has to be said that China Film Group, holding import rights, is highly sought after everywhere.

Han Yi saw several American companies, such as Columbia, which was later badly ripped off by Huayi Brothers; as well as French companies like MK2 and Ga.

He warmly invited everyone to take their seats.

The main event arrived last: jury president David Lynch, along with two female jury members, warmed up the audience for the short film section. One was Malaysian-Chinese actress Michelle Yeoh, and the other was Sharon Stone. Han Yi didn't give the latter a very friendly look.

David Lynch shook hands with Han Yi and said in a formal manner, "Han, your short film is a big surprise at this year's Cannes Film Festival. I admire it very much. I look forward to your great results and hope you will come back to Cannes next year to create even more glory."

Han Yi greeted David Lynch with a broad smile and a string of compliments, then escorted him back to his seat, thinking to himself, "My demands are not high; just give me the Palme d'Or for short films."