Hello Mr. King

A film could participate in many film festival selections. As long as the results were good enough, it would not be a problem for it to sweep through all the major film festival awards.

“Can I not go?” Yun Xiangxiang thought about it and asked, “The possibility of me winning is not that high.”

When the time came, the film competing for the best female lead would be the best film in the entire year. Not to mention the first half of the year, there would still be many films in the next half of the year.

“You have to go.” He Wei rejected Yun Xiangxiang. “It’s not just ‘The King’s Plan,’ there’s also ‘First Love.'”

“‘First Love’? First Love hasn’t even been released yet.” Yun Xiangxiang was surprised.

“First Love hasn’t been released yet, so Milles sent it to the film festival. He’s also ambitious and took a fancy to the best director award.” He Wei had also gone to France to discuss the copyright issue with Milles’ people, and only then did he learn about this news.

Many films would choose to send it to the film festival before it was released because they knew that their subject matter was unpopular and hoped to win a big award, which would attract the theaters to arrange more slots. During the promotion, there would also be an eye-catching and attractive promotional spot.

Milles obviously did not belong to this category because although it was sent to the film festival before it was released, the awards would be given after it was released.

The timing was very precise. Even though the box office earnings of the film didn’t have much effect on the awards, during this period of the jury, the film was very aggressive.

This would cause the jury to consider and pay more attention to this film. For example, if two equally outstanding films were placed in front of the jury, then there was a decisive advantage in being popular.

For example, last year’s “The King’s Plan” and another film won the Gold and Silver Best Film award at the same time.

The reason “The King’s Plan” won the silver award was very likely because the other party’s film was from a European country.

However, if “The King’s Plan” was shown during the award period, the result might not be like this.

This was a kind of influence advantage that made use of people’s visual senses.

“Okay, I’ll go.” Yun Xiangxiang lowered her head and sighed.

Two films were nominated. Regardless of whether she won an award or not, it would not make sense if she did not go.

“Just think about how many people would be happy to see you. Look at your dejected face,” He Wei scolded with a smile.

“I only hope that I can finish filming ‘Flying Sky’ before the New Year. At least, let me go home for a reunion dinner.” Yun Xiangxiang’s requirements for the holidays were getting lower and lower.

“Don’t worry. Whether or not ‘Flying Sky’ is finished shooting, I promise to give you a day off and let you go home for the New Year.” He Wei couldn’t bear to let her go.

“Bang!” As soon as He Wei finished speaking, Xue Yu’s cup was heavily placed on the table, making a loud noise.

“Old He, there’s still a limit to being biased!” Xue Yu was about to die from anger.

He used to be like Yun Xiangxiang, a homesick teenager. In the end, he was squeezed by Xue Yu until he didn’t have a reunion dinner with his family for six years in a row.

So much so that he forgot the words “Spring Festival!”

“If I give you the Spring Festival, who will you spend it with?” He Wei asked coldly.

Xue Yu choked.

Before he could speak, He Wei continued, “When was the last Spring Festival you were on the set that I did not accompany you?”

Xue Yu’s parents had both died. It was his grandparents who raised him. However, his grandparents had also passed away ten years ago. All he had left were distant relatives who were not close to him.

“Then I want to have the Spring Festival this year, too,” Xue Yu said in a huff.

“Do you think I’m as stupid as you to let your junior sister go alone in a film crew?” Wasn’t this making Yun Xiangxiang hate him?

Yun Xiangxiang covered her eyes with her hands to prevent herself from laughing out loud. Why was her senior brother so self-torturing and always provoking brother Wei?

“Senior brother, the bread here is not bad. Try It…” Yun Xiangxiang gave a small bun from her plate to Xue Yu to ease the awkwardness.

Xue Yu was grateful to Yun Xiangxiang for giving him a way out, but as soon as he picked up his chopsticks, the bun was taken 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 didn’t dare to say anything.

Yun Xiangxiang lowered her head and laughed. In fact, He Wei was sometimes childish, but he probably didn’t realize it himself.

Xue Yu didn’t have any scenes in the morning, but Yun Xiangxiang did. Yun Xiangxiang was so tired that her back ached when she arrived at the set to finish filming the rest of the scenes for today.

Since it was all about martial arts, they had to shoot physically-exhausting scenes, especially the two close-combat scenes. This would inevitably make the actors partaking in this scene lose some weight.

In fact, this kind of close-combat could also be split into two or three scenes for each action, but Xie Manliang didn’t want this. He wanted close-combat scenes that were very realistic.

Yun Xiangxiang was fine. There were only four or five scenes like this, and today’s was the last scene.

Xue Yu was the one who suffered the most. There were a lot of close-quarters combat scenes, including fights against Lu Rong and Lu Zheng. Most of the spray and medicinal liquor that Song Mian prepared for Yun Xiangxiang were used by Xue Yu.

This was also the reason why he wished he could seal himself in bed every day. He was simply too tired.

“Drained?” Song Mian looked at Yun Xiangxiang, who was hugging a pillow on the bed, and asked softly.

“Yes.” Yun Xiangxiang dragged out her voice lazily and nodded in a coquettish manner.

“Then rest early.” Song Mian looked at her with an exceptionally gentle gaze.

“But I want to see more of you.” Yun Xiangxiang was rarely so clingy.

“Put the tablet on the Nightstand and fix it properly. Then you can watch me fall asleep.” Song Mian suggested.

“Okay.” Yun Xiangxiang immediately sat up, fixed the tablet on the nightstand, and jumped onto the bed.

She turned her body and adjusted the angle of the tablet before lying down on her side. With one hand resting on her head, she smiled at Song Mian in the video.

“Will I stop you from taking care of your business?”

Song Mian took the document from the side and flipped it open. He reached out to open the computer in front of him. “You just want to look at me, don’t worry about disturbing me.”

After saying that, Song Mian lowered his head and began to focus. He began to browse through the document almost at a glance.

It was probably because Song Mian was very close to the tablet camera that Yun Xiangxiang could see his long and thick eyelashes from this angle.

He was wearing a white shirt today. The sleeves of the shirt were rolled up, making his muscular arms look especially beautiful.

Yun Xiangxiang looked at him and fell asleep with her lips pursed. She didn’t know if it was because she saw him fall asleep, but she felt refreshed when she woke up.

Today’s scenes were very important. They went to the chosen set early in the morning, and a few scenes had to be filmed here.

They had obtained the filming rights with the relevant departments here more than a month ago, and they had also invited the relevant personnel to help.

Although it was not to the extent of closing down the road, in order not to affect the traffic, everyone hoped that it could be resolved within a day.

Many scenes needed special editing and didn’t require Yun Xiangxiang to partake at all.