Chapter 724: One Person's Red Carpet

"Are you really not going to act anymore?"

At the entrance of the cubix7 theater, a teenager with freckles asked disappointedly.

"I'm sorry, kid, I may not be performing today." A theater employee replied regretfully, "Let's go home first."

"Then when will it be performed?" The freckled boy asked unwillingly.

The employee shook his head, "We don't know either. We only know that the gentleman in charge of the on-site translation suddenly fell ill and was admitted to the hospital. As for when it will be re-screened, it will probably wait until he recovers. I suggest you pay attention to the follow-up after you go home. Notice."

"However, the film festival is only ten days in total. Can the translator recover within ten days?" The freckled boy said with a bitter face, "After ten days, it won't be screened anymore, right?"

He knows the process of the film festival very well, after all, it is not the first year to participate. He is a loyal audience of the Berlin Film Festival. He has been watching Kplus every year since he was a child. This year, he finally got to watch the higher-level 14plus. From the moment he got the movie guide, he fell in love with "War Dogs" at a glance. The movie is eagerly awaiting the day it will be released.

His family doesn't have a dog, but he likes dogs very much, so he can only enjoy the dog addiction through movies.

"I don't know, boy, I don't know."

The staff said they were helpless. He looked at his watch, and it was almost time for the screening. If the miracle did not appear, the screening would have to be cancelled. The so-called miracle, that is, the simultaneous interpreter suddenly recovered and appeared at the entrance of the theater.

"Can you wait a little longer? Maybe a new translator will come..." The freckled boy looked around eagerly, hoping for a miracle.

"Son, it's not that simple." The employee patiently explained, "Translation needs to be prepared several days in advance, and it's not just a random person who can act as an interpreter. Especially for this movie, it needs to be translated from Chinese to English first. Then translate from English to German, and if there is any mistake in the middle, the original meaning may be misinterpreted.”

"But...my English is pretty good, maybe I can understand it without a translator." The freckled boy said eagerly, "Can't we just show it like this?"

"I want to be flexible too, but a rule is a rule. I'm sorry, kid." The employee shook his head and greeted other employees, "Come on, help me, this red carpet is no longer needed, let's roll it up together."

Another employee approached, and the two bent over to roll up the red carpet.

"Please wait!"

A taxi stopped at the entrance of the theater, and a young man with black hair and yellow skin didn't have time to get out of the car, and shouted at them through the window in German.

Zhang Zian paid the fare and hurried over with Fei Masi.

"Sir, what's the matter?" The employee looked at him and thought he looked familiar.

"It's Femas!" The freckled boy blinked and shouted suddenly.

He excitedly grabbed the employee's sleeves, pointed at Femas, "It's Femas! It's the dog who played "Dogs of War"!"

The staff had seen the opening ceremony last night, and now they recognized Phimas and Zhang Zian. In his opinion, the facial contours of Asians were all similar, making it difficult to distinguish them.

"Yes, hello!" Zhang Zian greeted them in German with a smile, and of course it was Richard who was in charge of speaking.

In addition to this freckled boy, there were many boys and girls gathered at the entrance of the cubix7 theater. They stood outside in groups of three and two, and they all came for "War Dogs". After getting the news that the movie might be canceled, some of them left disappointed one after another, while more wanted to wait.

There was no media at the scene, no family, no reporters, no photographers, and it looked miserable and deserted in the lively film festival.

The well-informed media had long been aware of the possible cancellation of the screening, and even a small number of media that had been present had already gone home to find more valuable news.

Zhang Zian had expected this to happen, so he was not disappointed.

"Come and see! Come and see! Femas is here!" The freckled boy shouted to his companions.

When the boys and girls heard the news,

It's like being injected with a shot of a shot in the arm, and even if you can't watch a movie today, at least get close to Femas, it's a worthwhile trip.

The two employees hurriedly put down the red carpet to maintain order on the scene, blocking the boys and girls from the isolation belts on both sides of the red carpet.

The boys and girls raised their mobile phones and took pictures of Fei Masi and Zhang Zian.

"Sir, we have not heard that you are coming..."

When the order on the scene stabilized a bit, an employee said to Zhang Zian in embarrassment.

"I came here on my own." Richard replied in fluent German instead of Zhang Zian, "I heard that your translator is sick, but it happens that my German is pretty good, and I participated in the whole process of filming the film, so I think I can Competent for the job of translation."

"This..." The two employees looked at each other.

"We need to ask our superiors for instructions."

One employee winked at another, telling the latter to go into the theater to ask his superiors.

"Please."

Zhang Zian didn't wait, but led Feimasi to the side of the children. Whether the children wanted to take a group photo or touch Feimasi, they would satisfy their requests.

"Sir, sir, I heard it just now. Are you serious? Are you really going to be the interpreter for this movie?" The freckled boy leaned forward and asked Zhang Zian loudly, his eyes full of expectation.

"If the theater allows it." Zhang Zian smiled.

"Great! They will definitely agree!" The freckled boy cheered excitedly, "By the way, you are the owner of Feimas, right? Can you sign it for me?"

He handed over a pen and paper.

"Are you sure you want my autograph?" Richard asked in surprise, "Or do you want Femus to leave you a paw print?"

"Yes, I would like you to sign your name." The freckled boy nodded seriously, "You are a good person."

Zhang Zian laughed, he didn't expect to be issued a good card in Germany.

He took the freckled boy's pen and paper, and signed his name in Chinese and English.

At this time, the employee who went in to ask for instructions ran out panting, "Sir, the superior has agreed, please come in."

Zhang Zian adjusted the tie of his suit, led Fei Max, and stepped onto the red carpet.

The red carpet leads straight to the entrance of the cubix7 theater. It is spotless, not even a shoe print, after all, no one has walked by.

There are no reporters with microphones on both sides, no photographers with cameras, only innocent teenagers and girls with bright smiles, cheering for him and him.

This may be the most special red carpet ceremony in the history of the Berlin Film Festival.

On a man's red carpet, he walked forward with his head held high, looking as proud as a prince.