Huayu02 started by making films.

However, everything has its advantages and disadvantages.

The crew of "The Intouchables" was the first to be affected. Every day, there were many black men and reporters squatting at the entrance of the Europa Studios. It was hard to tell whether they were friends or foes, but it was definitely not a good thing.

So during this period, Emma picked up and dropped Han Yi off at her place every day, and the two lived a blissful life together.

"Just get to the point. What are you doing here?"

The two got into the car, Emma's Renault, which Han Yi had borrowed to drive.

In the passenger seat, Fan Xiaopang looked around the car, sometimes lifting the mirror, sometimes leaning over to get closer.

"Stop looking, those are the crew's cars," Han Yi explained helplessly.

Fan Xiaopang then composed himself, fastened his seatbelt, crossed his arms, and pouted as he asked:

"Brother Han Yi, someone handed me a notebook, but I'm having trouble deciding what to do with it. Could you give me some advice?"

Han Yi glanced at it sideways, his pockets bulging, and asked:

"Is it a movie or a TV series? Didn't I tell you, I refuse all leads? Your Venice Film Festival Best Actress buzz hasn't even died down for six months!"

Fan Xiaopang hesitated for a moment, then said, "But this is Feng Xiaogang's Lunar New Year film. You know, his movies have always had poor box office performance..."

Han Yi interrupted impatiently: "How high can the box office of 'Pants' be? After so many years of making films, it's not even enough to make Zhang Yimou's 'Hero' alone."

Fan Xiaopang, quick to speak his mind, said, "You're talking about pants? Then why don't you make commercial films? Maybe your movies won't even gross as much as his! Ouch—"

Han Yi slammed on the brakes, forcing the Renault to a stop. Fan Xiaopang clutched his forehead and cried out in pain, "My forehead—"

Han Yi asked in a deep voice, "Feng Kuzi gave you the lead role? So you can talk to me like that?"

Seeing that Han Yi was a little angry, Fan Xiaopang reached out his hand and comforted him:

"That's not it. It's just that people in the industry have been asking me about you lately. They say you're not at school and have been banned for a year. They don't know what kind of bad things you're up to. I got angry and snapped at them."

Han Yi asked in confusion, "You didn't see any news about me and Han Shanping in the top entertainment headlines in China?"

Fan Xiaopang stared blankly at Han Yi and asked, "What news?"

"Wow, this bandit leader is really tight-lipped about the news. He's keeping quiet about a famous director, the French Minister of Transport, and China Film Group. What's he up to?"

Han Yi ruffled her hair and teased, "Nothing much news. What was the name of Feng Xiaogang's movie again?"

"Cellphone," Fan Xiaopang replied.

"You're playing the lead or second female lead?"

"Wu Yue!"

"That female editor who became the wife through a mistress?"

Fan Xiaopang was unhappy and quickly interrupted, "What do you mean by 'mistress taking over'? That's a really awful way to put it! This is an inspirational urban film about a woman who, through her own efforts, transforms from a publishing house editor into a TV host!"

Han Yi laughed heartily: "After all that talk, it's still just about the mistress taking over!"

What kind of values ​​do people in the entertainment industry have? It's infuriating! No, Han Yi himself is in the industry.

"If the character of Wu Yue is really as good as you say, then why didn't Feng Kuzi let his wife play the role?" Han Yi asked.

Fan Xiaopang blinked and replied confidently, "That's because I'm prettier than Xu Fan, and I'm also the Venice Film Festival Best Actress!"

Han Yi slapped his forehead, exasperated, and said, "Do you know who Xu Fan is? If she played Wu Yue, Feng Xiaogang wouldn't be making the movie 'Cellphone,' he'd be making a documentary about it!"

"What!" Fan Xiaopang opened his mouth wide, looking like he was watching a melon.

Han Yi continued, "You know how Kuzi (a nickname for a guy) started out, right? He sucked up to people in Beijing's elite circles, and once he made his fortune, he dumped his first wife and went back to Xu Fan. Did you know he also has a daughter?"

"Keep going, keep going!" Fan Xiaopang urged.

"Fanzi used to work with my teacher, we were in the same industry, the one who worked on 'The Great Eunuch Li Lianying'. After that, she went to a film crew and found a director, and it wasn't until a few years ago that she got on Ku's boat."

"Is there more? Is there more?" Fan Xiaopang's gossip-loving spirit was completely awakened. At this moment, he no longer thought about "Cellphone" and just wanted to continue listening to the story.

Han Yi took a bite with her to moisten his throat, and said:

"Do you know what kind of lousy things Kuzi did to get a divorce from his wife? His wife was taking care of the elderly in the hospital and had to take care of the children when she got home, and what did he do? He made his fortune with one movie and then..."

a long time......

Han Yi let out a long sigh and said lazily, "Now you understand why Xu Fan didn't play the role of Wu Yue, right? Even if Wu Yue had a lot of screen time, she wouldn't play it. If it were actually filmed, people in the industry would laugh their heads off."

Fan Xiaopang pouted and mumbled, "I understand. So, do you think I should act?"

"Ouch...!"

Han Yi flicked her forehead as she lay there, saying irritably, "Are you brainless? Making a Venice Film Festival Best Actress play a mistress, a supporting role to another leading lady? Are you really stupid or just pretending?"

Fan Xiaopang pitifully clutched his bruised wound and whispered, "But no good directors are offering me roles!"

Han Yi was both amused and annoyed by her appearance, and said helplessly, "Why are you in such a hurry? Have you forgotten what I told you before? Let's make the most of the benefits from that trophy this year, and if there's a suitable one later, I'll come to you."

Fan Xiaopang wanted to hear those words, so she immediately smiled broadly, lowered her head, and mumbled, "Brother Han Yi is the best. I'll bring you some noodles from Italy later."

"Get lost, and don't mention the word 'noodles' to me!"

......

After seeing Fan Xiaopang off, Han Yi took the film reels of "The Intouchables" and moved into the post-production department of EuropaCorp, working late into the night and returning early every day.

For a great movie, the quality of the film is key, but a well-chosen soundtrack is also essential.

Han Yi spent $10 to buy the film rights to "September" for use only in the film "The Intouchables".

This song was recorded by the American pop dance band Earth, Wind & Fire, and it also appeared in the animated film "Robot Dreams," which was re-released in 2025.

Besides the songs, there was also a piece of instrumental music missing. Han Yi flew to Turin, Italy, and found Ludovico Eaudio, who spent $100 million to create a piano piece, "Una Mattina," specifically for the film.

This piano piece is also an interlude from the original "The Intouchables". With the help of his wealth, Han Yi urged Master Lu to compose the music ten years in advance.

The entire piece is played in harmony, with simple harmonies and a simple progression, but the artistic conception is profound and far-reaching.

(For those of you who are interested, you can copy and listen to these two songs; they are really good.)

At this point, the film was complete.

End of March.

Han Yi, Luc Besson, Han Shanping, and Xie Yi watched the finished film in the Europa Cinema.

The screen dimmed and the lights came on.

Han Shanping was the first to stand up and applaud, followed by Lao Lü and Xie Yi.

Although the film lacks obvious conflicts and even has a somewhat clichéd plot, Han Yi finds a perfect balance through the contrasting yet complementary personalities, identities, statuses, and skin colors of the two main characters.

"Han Yi, are you sure you want to bet on Cannes? I'm a little worried," Han Shanping asked in a low voice.

Han Yi smiled faintly and said, "Mr. Han, don't worry. You'll understand where my $1000 million production budget went when the Cannes announcement comes out."

"it is good."

Han Shanping nodded.