Chapter 527 Want to Watch You Fall Asleep

A film can participate in the selection of many film festivals. As long as the performance is good enough, it is not a problem to sweep the awards of major film festivals.

"Can I not go?" Yun Xiangxiang asked after thinking about it, "It's actually not very likely that I will win."

At that time, the films competing for the best actress will be the best films in the whole year in the country, not to mention the first half of the year, there will be many second half of the year.

"You have to go." He Wei didn't obey Yun Xiangxiang, "Not only is "Wang Mou", but also "First Love"."

""First Love"?, "First Love" hasn't even been released." Yun Xiangxiang was surprised.

""First Love" was not released, so Milles sent it to the film festival for review. He is also ambitious, and he chose the best director award." He Wei also went to France to talk about copyright with the people at Milles. When there is a problem, I only know the news.

Many movies will choose to submit for review before they are released, because they know that their subject matter is very unpopular, and hope to win a big award, so as to attract theaters to arrange more shows, and also have an eye-catching and attractive publicity point during promotion.

Millers obviously does not belong to this category, because although the review was submitted before the release, the awards were judged after the release.

The timing was very accurate. Although the movie's box office didn't play a big role in the awards, but during this judging period, the movie was aggressive.

It will make the jury pay more consideration and attention to this movie. For example, if two equally excellent movies are placed in front of the jury, then there is a decisive advantage in being hit.

Just like last year, "Wang Mou" and another film won the gold and silver awards for best film at the same time.

The reason why "Wang Mou" won the silver award is most likely because the film that lost to the opponent was a film from a European country.

But if "Wang Mou" hits theaters during the awards period, the result may not be like this.

This is an influential advantage, using people's visual sensory choices.

"Okay, I'll go." Yun Xiangxiang lowered his head and sighed.

Two films were shortlisted, no matter whether she won the award or not, it would be unreasonable not to go.

"How many people can't get what they want, look at your dejected look." He Wei scolded with a smile.

"Now I hope that I can finish filming "Flying Apsaras" a year ago, so that I can go home for a reunion dinner." Yun Xiangxiang's requirements for the holidays are getting lower and lower.

"Don't worry, no matter whether the filming of "Flying Sky" is finished or not, I promise to give you a day off and let you go back to celebrate the New Year." After all, He Wei couldn't bear it.

"Bang!" As soon as He Wei's words fell, Xue Yu's cup was placed heavily on the table, making a loud noise.

"Old He, there is a limit to partiality!" Xue Yu was about to die of anger.

He used to be like Yun Xiangxiang, a young man who loved his family, but he was squeezed by He Wei so that he didn't have a reunion dinner with his family for six consecutive years.

So much so that later he directly forgot the word Spring Festival!

"I'll give you the Spring Festival, who will you spend it with?" He Wei asked coldly.

Xue Yu choked.

Before he could open his mouth, He Wei continued, "Which year did I not accompany you during the Spring Festival when you were on the set?"

Both of Xue Yu's parents died, and his grandparents raised him, but his grandparents passed away ten years ago, and the other relatives are distant relatives who are not close.

"Then I also want to have a Spring Festival this year." Xue Yu said angrily.

"Your junior sister is left alone by a production crew. Do you think I'm as stupid as you?" Isn't this arousing Yun Xiangxiang's hatred?

Yun Xiangxiang stretched out her hand to cover her eyes, not to let herself laugh out loud, why is her senior brother so self-abuse, always trying to provoke Brother Wei?

"Brother, the bread here is good, try it..." Yun Xiangxiang put a small bread on his plate to Xue Yu to resolve the embarrassment.

Xue Yu was very grateful to Yun Xiangxiang for giving him the steps, but as soon as he picked up the chopsticks, the bun was snatched away by He Wei.

In front of Xue Yu, He Wei took a bite and ate it himself. Xue Yu was so angry that his cheeks puffed up, but he dared not speak out.

Yun Xiangxiang lowered his head and smiled sullenly. In fact, He Wei would be naive sometimes, but he might not have noticed it himself.

Xue Yu didn't have a role in the morning, but Yun Xiangxiang did. When the crew finished filming the whole day, Yun Xiangxiang was so tired that his back ached.

Because it is all martial arts, chasing such physically demanding scenes, especially the two close combat scenes, inevitably loses the importance of the collision.

In fact, this kind of close combat can also be divided into shots, and each action can be split into two or three shots, but Xie Manliang doesn't want this kind of combat. What he wants is real close combat with a strong sense of reality.

Yun Xiangxiang was fine, there were only four or five such scenes in total, and today was the last one.

Xue Yu was the worst. There were a lot of close combat scenes, including Lu Rong's and Lu Zheng's. Most of the sprays and medicinal wine Song Mian prepared for Yun Xiangxiang were used by Xue Yu.

This is also the reason why he wished to be sealed in bed every day, it was too tiring.

"Are you tired?" Song Mian looked at Yun Xiangxiang who was lying on the bed with a pillow, and asked softly.

"Yeah." Yun Xiangxiang dragged his tail lazily, and nodded with a bit of coquettishness.

"Then rest early." Song Mian looked at her with extra gentle eyes.

"But I want to see you more." It was rare for Yun Xiangxiang to be so clingy.

"Put the tablet on the bedside table and fix it, and then you can watch me fall asleep." Song Mian suggested.

"Okay." Yun Xiangxiang sat up immediately, fixed the tablet on the bedside table, and got into bed by himself.

Turning on his side, he adjusted the angle of the tablet again, then lay down on his side, with one hand resting on his head, and looked at Song Mian in the video with a slight smile.

"Will I delay your handling of things like this?"

Song Mian took the file from the side and opened it, and reached out to open the computer on the front side: "You just want to look at me, so you can't disturb me."

After finishing speaking, Song Mian lowered his head and began to concentrate seriously, browsing the documents almost at a glance.

It should be because Song Mian is very close to the tablet camera, Yun Xiangxiang can see his long and thick eyelashes from this angle.

He was wearing a white shirt today. The sleeves of the shirt were rolled up, which set off his muscular and tight arms with a particularly beautiful line.

Yun Xiangxiang looked at him, pursed his lips and fell asleep. He didn't know if it was because he fell asleep watching him. Anyway, he had no dreams all night, and he felt refreshed when he woke up.

Today's scene is very heavy, they went to the selected road early in the morning, and several scenes were to be filmed here.

More than a month ago, I obtained the filming rights with the relevant departments here, and also invited relevant personnel to participate in the assistance.

Although it is not to the point of road closure, in order not to affect the traffic, everyone hopes that it can be resolved within a day.

Many scenes require special handling, and Yun Xiangxiang is not needed at all.