Huayu02 started by making films.

Two-thirds of the way through the film, a conversation on a winter night ignites the emotions.

Jiang Danggui questioned Philip in the snow:

"If I'm not white enough, not black enough, and not yellow enough... then tell me, Philip, who am I?"

The screening room was completely silent.

Han Yi tilted his head left and right, glancing at Philippe and Arno beside him, thinking to himself: Give me some reaction, boss, are you really mesmerized?

The movie continues.

Jiang Danggui and Philip gradually accept each other through everyday trifles and regard each other as close friends.

His good fortune was short-lived. Jiang Danggui's mother passed away, and to fulfill her last wish of returning to her roots, he bid farewell to Philip and returned to his homeland.

In Paris, Philippe was extremely uncomfortable with the new "caregiver" and frequently lost his temper. What he needed was not careful care, but to be treated as an ordinary person.

Just like what Tiesheng said when Yu Hua and Mo Yan dragged him to play football: "They didn't treat me like a patient, but they didn't treat me like a human being either. Because I was the goalkeeper."

Lila saw this and called Jiang Dangui. After finishing her family affairs, Dangui rushed back to France.

At the end of the film, Jiang Dangui takes Philip to the restaurant where he was supposed to meet his pen pal but ultimately failed to show up.

After settling Philip in, Jiang Danggui sat down opposite him.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

In the movie, the two don't spend much time together, but their friendship is already as strong as that of old friends.

"I won't stay for dinner, Philip."

Why?

"But you're not eating alone."

Jiang Danggui said seriously, "Actually... you have another appointment."

"A date? What's going on?" Philip asked, puzzled.

"It's alright, don't be nervous." Jiang Dangui stood up and shrugged. "It's just that you can't escape this time. By the way, give her my regards."

After saying that, he patted Philip on the shoulder and strode out of the restaurant.

Philip was left alone, bewildered: "Angelica sinensis! Angelica sinensis!"

He muttered to himself, "What on earth is going on...?"

At this moment, Jiang Dangui walked to the restaurant window, gave Philip a secret signal, and gently pinched her earlobe.

Meanwhile, inside the restaurant, Philip's female pen pal, with her hands in her trench coat pockets, walked briskly over and greeted him softly:

"Hello, Philip."

Master Lu's piano accompaniment began at the opportune moment. Philip's expression shifted from bewilderment to helplessness, and finally to relief. He turned his head and looked out the window at Jiang Dangui.

The piano music propelled the film toward its climax.

A warm smile spread across Jiang Dangui's kind face. He raised his hand and gently waved goodbye to Philip.

At this point, the art was complete.

At the end of the film, the credits appear: "This film is based on a true story. The real-life inspiration for Jiang Danggui is Abdul… and the real-life inspiration for Philip is…."

The lights slowly came on.

The audience, film fans, filmmakers, judges, and colleagues present were all deeply moved. The same thought flashed through everyone's mind:

"This year's Palme d'Or is going to be interesting."

One audience member remembered he needed to use the restroom, but his companion suddenly grabbed him and pointed to the screen: "Wait, there's a post-credits scene!"

Everyone's attention was instantly drawn back to the screen.

That was a clip Han Yi filmed in Paris: a scene of Philippe meeting with his caregiver. It was originally considered for inclusion in the main feature, but it was ultimately decided to place it at the end.

After the credits finished rolling, the screen went dark.

Everyone in the room stood up and applauded in unison.

"Slap slap slap—!!!"

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!!!"

The applause lasted for more than five minutes before gradually thinning out.

Han Yi timed it and saw that the applause was more than twice as long as that for "Elephant".

The host, Emma, ​​stood up and looked towards Han Yi.

Han Yi understood and got up to lead the two male leads and Zhang Min onto the stage for a post-screening interview.

As he and Emma exchanged a cheek kiss, Emma gently breathed into his ear and whispered, "You didn't even look for me when you came to Cannes?"

Then he turned to the audience and formally asked, "Han, compared to your first visit to Cannes last year, what are your different feelings this time?"

Han Yi picked up the microphone, and imitating Hendrik Willem Van Loon, he started speaking immediately:

"Actually, I'm half French..."

Emma chimed in at the opportune moment: "Oh?"

"Most of you here probably recognize me; I was the 'Cowboy' in Cannes last year. Thank you all for your support."

Han Yi stood up with a smile and bowed to the audience.

The audience was very supportive. There were people who had known him since last year, local French film fans, and fans of the "Very Sunday" program.

Standing and sitting, everyone spontaneously applauded to cheer on the young director.

"See that? These are the true elites of Cannes!"

"Exactly! If you ask me, why wait for the closing ceremony? Just bring the Palme d'Or here and award it on the spot!"

It took Han Yi and Emma quite a while to calm things down. The conversation continued.

"I am very grateful to Cannes for the award I received last year. It gave me the initial funding to continue making films, which led to 'The Intouchables'."

Han Yi paused, then raised his voice: "Everyone, what do you think? Is it good?"

"nice!"

"It's so good! I love the character Dangui!"

"And Lila! Are all you Asians this charming?"

"Han, I love you!"

Han Yi raised his hand and made a pressing motion, and the scene gradually quieted down.

Emma spoke again: "Director Han, what are your expectations for this film? Have you considered the Palme d'Or?"

Han Yi smiled shyly: "I didn't have any expectations. I'm already very satisfied to be able to come to Cannes."

But what I was really thinking was: I wish I could live in Cannes. If the film festival doesn't give me the Palme d'Or, it'll be a bit unreasonable. Watch out, or they might turn around and stab me in the back.

Emma smiled and asked a few more questions, which were then answered by the two lead actors and Zhang Min.

The screening officially ended at this point.

Han Yi stood at the entrance of the screening room, smiling and hugging each guest who came out. He kept smiling until his face was stiff.

The movie may be over, but social interactions must continue.

Emma packed up her script, came out and greeted Han Yi, asking if he would be staying overnight. Han Yi brushed it off, saying he needed to avoid suspicion during the film festival.

Chairman Pat led the other judges away, not talking much with Han Yi, genuinely to avoid any appearance of impropriety.

Finally, Robert's wife, Sophia, along with a group of independent filmmakers, surrounded Han Yi and insisted on inviting him to a midnight screening of her new film.

Han Yi couldn't refuse, so he had to agree, but he thought to himself: This is the only time. Once I win the Palme d'Or, it won't be appropriate to come to this kind of event again.

That night, after watching a "special film" in the slippery and sticky midnight theater, Han Yi strolled out satisfied.

Gazing at the Cannes nightscape, he solemnly vowed, "This is the last time!"

……

The following morning.

Han Yi was shaken awake in bed by Zhang Min. He vaguely heard her say, "Yi Yi, the program scores are out. We got four stars, an outstanding performance!"

"Where does the Cannes Film Festival get its official ratings?" Han Yi stretched and muttered.

Zhang Min handed him the newspaper. Han Yi glanced at it and understood:

"Sister Min, these are scores given by a panel of film critics from a third-party media organization. They're completely useless."

Zhang Min suddenly realized, her mouth slightly agape: "Then it's completely useless for our movie?"

Han Yi pulled her into his arms and went back to sleep: "At most, it'll expand our influence in Cannes and serve a publicity purpose. That's all."

The two fell into a deep sleep.