Huayu: Reborn in 97, transferring to the Central Academy of Drama's star-studded class

At this point, Jiang Lai's scenes were basically finished, with only one winter scene left. However, Zhang Ziyi had a lot more to film, as she still had many individual shots to shoot.

For a director, this might be a happy dilemma.

Zhang Yimou had allocated a lot of time, fearing that the new actors wouldn't perform well. However, the entire filming process was plagued by more technical bloopers and environmental issues.

Whenever the two actors are in the same frame, it's basically a one-take job. Even if it takes a few more takes, it just adds more material for the post-production editing.

There's still a month until the snow season on the Bashang Grassland, and there's practically nothing left to photograph.

When Yate returned, Director Zhang boasted to her, "It's a real shame you didn't get to see the two leads' performance live."

Yate stubbornly replied, "I'll watch it when the movie comes out; it'll be the same."

Film cameras didn't have playback capabilities, so if you missed the footage at the time, you could only wait for the final cut.

Director Zhang ignored Yate's stubbornness and cheerfully assigned him the task: find a suitable elderly woman in the area to play the role of the elderly Zhaodi, who must be a complete amateur and preferably someone who has recently lost her husband.

That sounds like a hellish joke.

Director Zhang struggled with whether to cast a professional actress or an amateur for the role of the elderly Zhao Di, but ultimately decided to cast an amateur, wanting that kind of authentic performance.

The director's orders are absolute, so Yate had no choice but to set off again. Before leaving, Director Zhang told him that Sun Honglei could join the crew.

Sun Honglei plays Luo Yusheng, the son of Zhaodi and Luo Changyu, in this drama. His main co-star is the old lady who has not yet been found.

The story begins with the death of the elderly Luo Changyu, and Luo Yusheng returning home for the funeral, which leads to the story of Jiang Lai and Zhang Ziyi.

"Hey, Brother Honglei! Long time no see, you've gotten even more handsome." Jiang Lai smiled and stepped forward to shake hands.

The Central Academy of Drama is such a small place that most people have already met each other, so Jiang Lai naturally knew this person.

"Hey, isn't this our Central Academy of Drama's most handsome guy?" Sun Honglei teased, mimicking Jiang Lai's tone.

"Huh? How come I didn't know?" Jiang Lai was a little confused. He had never heard of the school heartthrob.

"It was voted on by our school's students. Before, there were Chen Daoming, Hu Jun, and Li Yapeng. Oh right, this year there's a new student from the class of '98 named Deng Chao as well."

Jiang Lai looked puzzled. The others were fine, but Deng Chao? A goofy image popped into his mind.

"No, Brother Honglei, you've already graduated, how do you still know so much about this?"

"I call this keeping an eye on my alma mater."

Although Sun Honglei joined the crew, it was basically just a matter of getting to know each other. Not long after, Yate finally found an old lady who met Director Zhang's requirements.

The old lady's surname is Zhao, and she really did lose her husband at the beginning of the year. The two had a very deep relationship, and every time she mentioned it, the old lady's eyes would well up with tears. It was because of this that Yate took a liking to her.

At first, the old lady disagreed, especially after hearing that the role was also played by a widowed old woman, she was even more unhappy.

Yate used both reason and emotion to persuade the old lady, and eventually she agreed.

Now, the production team is truly ready in every way except for Dongxue.

November arrived quickly, and the snow on the Bashang Grassland came earlier than expected.

The first day was just a bit bleak with autumn chill, but the second day, when I opened the door, the whole world had turned into a white expanse.

Perhaps because it had been snowing all night, the snowflakes were small and fine, and felt cool on the face, but not cold.

Director Zhang excitedly ran into the snow, shouting, "Action!"

The film crew had been waiting for this snow for a month, fearing that this year would be a mild winter, and every extra day of delay would mean an extra day of expenses.

Fortunately, God was on our side.

Braving the snowflakes, the entire crew trudged to the school.

The scene we're filming is the one where Luo Changyu sneaks back and meets Zhao Di in the classroom.

As for Sun Honglei and Zhao Laotai, they will rehearse together first to get used to each other's scenes, and then film their scenes after Zhang Ziyi and Jiang Lai are finished.

After Luo Changyu left, Zhao Di would go to the classroom every day and clean it spotlessly, sitting there until very late, as if that person was still by her side.

After that, she went to the village entrance to wait every day, but the person never came.

Then she said, "I'm going to the county to find him."

After saying that, he walked into the heavy snow without looking back, and eventually fainted on the way.

The village chief and carpenter Xia rescued the person and were moved by Zhao Di's kindness, so they went to the county to tell Luo Changyu.

When Zhao Di woke up, Luo Changyu also returned.

She didn't care about anything else, put on the red coat, and rushed to the classroom.

In the footage, Zhang Ziyi, his breath steaming in the air, staggers as he runs through the snow.

When she ran to the classroom, she heard the sound of students reading aloud. She felt relieved; it was real, not a dream.

The villagers also gathered at the school, and when they saw her, they called out into the classroom, "Mr. Luo, Mr. Luo! Zhao Di'er is here!"

The classroom door opened, and Jiang Lai walked out. The two finally met again.

The snow had turned the whole world white, and the entire village was crowded around the birch fence.

But all the noise and color could no longer be heard or seen between the two of them.

All that remained was that red coat and that black Zhongshan suit.

After this scene was filmed, Jiang Lai's scenes were completely finished.

Director Zhang walked over and teased, "Xiao Jiang, you can leave if you want."

Jiang Lai rolled his eyes. "No, director, I still want to have the wrap party for the crew."

The crew members chuckled to themselves; everyone knew they were waiting for that one person.

Zhang Ziyi, his face flushed, punched Jiang Lai.

.....

Mid-November, Paris.

Miss Ying left Lou Ye at the hotel again and wandered around the streets by herself, visiting everything from the Louvre to the Eiffel Tower and the Champs-Élysées.

Lou Ye said helplessly, "We're here to attend the film festival!"

Yingjie waved her hand dismissively, "You're in no hurry to win the prize! Play first."

Lou Ye hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "Then why don't you take me with you!"

And indeed, what Sister Ying said is true.

"Suzhou River" shone brightly at the Paris International Film Festival, winning three major awards: Best Film, Best Actor, and Best Actress, making it the biggest winner of the festival.

Although this film festival isn't a very big one.

At the awards ceremony, Lou Ye went on stage three times to accept the award. On the last occasion, he said a French phrase that Ying Jie had taught him beforehand.

"Merci beaucoup".

It means I'm very grateful.

Yingjie asked him, "Why did you make it sound so simple?"

Lou Ye replied arrogantly, "Don't you think this is very classy?"

Yingjie's lips twitched, and she was extremely suspicious of what kind of people her little brother knew.

The Chinese media circle was in an uproar once again.

Unlike Lou Ye, Jia Kezhang didn't have the proper paperwork; he just went to the exhibition with his head on his head, so after winning the award, he was nowhere to be found in China.

Lou Ye at least had the necessary permits, even though the review process didn't pass, he had still managed to film within the system.

At worst, I won't write the three words "Suzhou River" in your poem, that's all.

then.

"Following Venice, Chinese-language films shine once again in Paris!"

Lou Ye's new work wins three major awards!

"Zhou Xun crowned Empress! Jiang Lai proclaimed himself Emperor!"

Zhou Xun's agent, Li Xiaowan, was extremely busy, answering phone calls non-stop, and couldn't suppress the smile on her face. She was truly a lucky charm.

Zhou Xun herself remained quite calm, huddled in a corner of the set reading the script. When she received Li Xiaowan's call, she only asked one question: "Does Jiang Lai know about this?"

Li Xiaowan was taken aback for a moment, "They probably don't know yet. Nobody can contact him. It seems he's still filming."

"Okay, sure." Zhou Xun hung up the phone.

She continued flipping through the script, but couldn't concentrate on a single word; memories of Shanghai kept replaying in her mind.

She picked up her phone, typed in a string of numbers, stared at it for a while, and finally deleted it.