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"Golden Camera Award..."

"Best Actress goes to Mary Josie for 'The Savage Invasion,' by a majority vote. Any objections?"

"No!"

"Alright. Next: Best Actor, voting begins."

"Uzak has two male leads – half; Untouchable has two male leads – less than half. Uzak is approved."

Jiang Wen's temper flared up instantly. He stood up abruptly and slammed his fist on the table.

"What kind of bullshit are you giving out?! Damn it! When did France and Turkey become so close? Anyone can win awards now? Including those smaller awards, the Turks have won four already!"

If this continues, Cannes might as well just open in Turkey next year! What's the point of calling it Cannes, France?!

Jiang Wen immediately launched into a tirade against Turkey, but fortunately there were no Turkish judges present, so everyone could only laugh awkwardly.

Old Pat knew what Jiang Wen wanted, and opportunely took his side, saying in a low voice, "Then let's vote again."

"good!"

The second round of voting has begun.

With "The Intouchables" and "Uzak" tied in votes, Pat pondered for a moment. Four yolks were too scary, so he decided to choose one person from each of the two films with two male leads: Muzafi from "Uzak" and Jiang Wu.

"Now for the Jury Awards, voting begins."

"The Iranian film '5 PM' has passed with a majority vote. Does anyone have any objections?"

"without!"

"Okay. Next: Best Director, let's vote."

"The American film 'The Elephant' received three votes, 'Uzak' received one vote, and 'The Intouchables' received five votes. It seems the public's judgment is accurate; 'The Intouchables' is the one."

Old Pat tapped the table to make the final decision.

"Next up: the Jury Grand Prix. *The Elephant* and *Uzak*..."

Jiang Wen stared at the Italian screenwriter, his expression unfriendly: "You've brought up 'Uzak' again? What, are you Turkish by origin?"

"What did you say? I'm looking at it from an artistic perspective! Do you even understand film?"

"Geneva! Have you ever made a film? I've been banned for five years, and you dare say I don't understand art?!"

"Please refrain from personal attacks, judge!"

……

It was noon, before lunch.

The final voting for the Palme d'Or is about to begin.

"You guys are just messing around!"

An Italian screenwriter exclaimed, "The Intouchables has already won Best Director, and now they want to snatch the Palme d'Or?"

Jiang Wen sneered: "I see now, you're the type who 'changes your birthplace but not your spouse, and only cares about your ancestral home'! What's so interesting about a stupid shooting case?"

"That was a tragedy that happened to students; doesn't it deserve a Palme d'Or?"

"According to your logic, if I make a movie about the Italian president surrendering, can I immediately win the Golden Lion?"

"You...you're slandering me!"

Pat slammed his hand on the table and said in a deep voice:

"I know 'Elephant' is adapted from a true story, but the Palme d'Or has been awarded to many films from other countries over the years. I'm determined to protect this Sino-French co-production. If you have any opinions, feel free to bring them on; I can handle them..."

Now that things have come to this point, what else can we do?

We can only feel sorry for director Gus.

Spielberg dropped a bombshell at the end:

"Both The Intouchables and Elephant are based on true events. However, director Gus referenced the 20th-century film of the same name, Elephant, which deals with political violence."

I imagine none of you want to award the Palme d'Or to it, only to have it become a laughing stock that the Cannes jury doesn't understand film.

Everyone remained silent, but in their hearts, they all gave Director Pi a thumbs up.

……

That evening, in a room at the Grand Hyatt Hotel.

Han Yi and Zhang Min were waiting for a call from the Cannes organizing committee.

Zhang Min paced back and forth on the carpet on tiptoe:

"Oh dear, this is so nerve-wracking! Didn't they say the organizing committee would notify us in advance if we won an award?"

Han Yi pulled her close and held her on his lap:

"Don't worry, Sister Min. The quality of our film speaks for itself; we'll definitely get calls."

The hotel phone rang just as he finished speaking.

Han Yi answered the phone, said "uh-huh" twice, and confirmed that he had made it to the finals.

After hanging up, Zhang Min leaped onto Han Yi, overjoyed.

……

Night always passes quickly, and before you know it, it's the next day.

5 month 25 day.

Cannes Film Festival closing ceremony and awards presentation.

The same familiar routine: change clothes, spray mousse, and polish shoes.

evening.

The warm Mediterranean breeze swept across the beach outside the Palais des Festivals in Cannes, but it failed to disturb the dazzling lights on the red carpet.

Han Yi led his team onto the red carpet.

Compared to the opening ceremony, there were far fewer female celebrities on the red carpet at the closing ceremony, and most of the film crews who didn't receive the call were probably packing their bags at their hotels.

After getting out of the limousine, it was time for the red carpet.

Many female celebrities pose in various ways for photographers to take pictures. Since the weather is not cold, they show as much skin as possible and take as many photos as they can.

Zhang Min was no exception. Han Yi helped her change poses a few times. Just after the photo was taken, she looked up and saw Zhang Ziyi and Li Dapang walking hand in hand onto the red carpet.

Wait a minute, I remember that in my previous life, "Purple Butterfly" didn't even make it to the Palme d'Or finals. What's going on?

Han Yi looked around for a while and realized that neither Lou Ye nor Liu Ye were there. He immediately understood that they were just there to crash the red carpet.

Seeing the two seem to be moving closer, Han Yi quickly pulled Zhang Min away. Just then, Gabriel, holding a camera, called out:

"Han! Look here!"

Han Yi turned around and smiled: "Comrade El, what are you doing in the red carpet area?"

"This was an extra job we added at the last minute. Come on, let me take a group photo!"

"good!"

Han Yi nodded, "We can't have people facing forward when we need them and backward when we don't." He took Zhang Min's arm, smiled for the cameras, and then walked to the end of the red carpet, stepping into the Lumière Hall.

Soon, Jiang Wu, François, Han Shanping, and Robert also arrived one after another.

Xie Yi, her belly protruding, sat down behind Han Yi and whispered, "Did you pinch your hand?"

"Absolutely!"

After a few words, the host appeared.

This year, the Cannes Film Festival scheduled the closing film after the awards ceremony. Monica Moro warmed up the audience before moving directly into the awards presentation.

First came the "French Cultural Prize," then the Chopin Award for New Director. Last year, Han Yi won his first award for new director here, a prize that Michelle Yeoh won for him.

This year's Cannes Film Festival did not award the Chopin Best New Director award.

Following that is the "Catholic Humanitarian Award".

"Golden Carriage Award"

"A prestigious award"

"Golden Track Award"...

With the short film Palme d'Or awarded, the cold dishes are finished, and the hot dishes are about to begin.

The Jury Prize is the first one to be awarded.

Award presenter and jury member Meg Ryan went on stage and drew a card:

"The Jury Prize is awarded to Samira for 'Five O'Clock'!"

Amid applause, Samira excitedly went on stage to accept the award.

Next up is the Best Actress award, which went to Mary Josie for "The Savage Invasion".

The winner was not present and was accepted on his behalf by director Dennis, just as Xia Yu's Best Actor award at the Venice Film Festival was accepted by Jiang Wen.

Han Yi watched from the audience, thinking: Next year's Best Actress award should go to Maggie Cheung. Should I make another female-led film and come to Cannes for a visit?

The awards ceremony continued.

"The Best Actor award goes to Jiang Wu for 'The Intouchables' and Muzafi for 'Uzak'!"

"Whoa—"

A stir ran through the audience. No one expected this year's "double yolk" award to start with the Best Actor award; it's anyone's guess if there will be more later.

Jiang Wu was chatting and laughing quietly with François when he heard his name called. He was startled at first, then grinned, thinking to himself:

"My older brother is the most reliable. I won't talk about his embarrassing moments when he was wearing open-crotch pants anymore."