"Sir, do you need any help?" The main venue of the Berlin Film Festival is called the Animal Palace, and the administrative offices are also located here. Everyone was getting off work in the evening, and suddenly seven or eight Asians rushed in aggressively and asked questions quickly. The other party muttered something, which I couldn't quite understand, but I confirmed my identity. He must be Japanese. Japanese people speak very strange English. Search TWKAN on GOOGLE "I'll tell you!" Yamada pushed his companion aside and slapped the schedule and a poster of "Life Is Beautiful" on the table: "Why do you allow such a movie to participate? They are fabricating history and maliciously slandering. Such an imprecise style makes me dissatisfied. You are very disappointed! On behalf of all the Japanese journalists here and the crew of "Beasts", I solemnly protest to you! " "protest?" The receptionist was startled and asked quickly: "You, you..." "We want to see Chairman Harder!"
"We demand that this Chinese film be withdrawn from the competition immediately. A work that distorts history does not deserve to appear here!" "Where is Chairman Hader? Take us to him!" No matter how stupid the receptionist was, he knew he couldn't let them see the chairman easily. He said: "At this time, he should be entertaining a certain crew or attending a dinner party. I don't know." "No! We must see him immediately!" "But I really don't know where he is? Otherwise, when Mr. Chairman comes back, I will tell him right away!" "..." Yamada looked at the other party and hummed: "No need, I will send someone to wait here until Mr. Chairman shows up!" As he spoke, he left a reporter behind. After leaving for the time being, the others asked, "Are we just going to wait like this?" "Of course not. They are obviously trying to shirk it. We need to take the initiative to show our attitude. Tomorrow happens to be the opening ceremony. We do this and this..." Yamada is a very right-wing person. And as a reporter for the right-wing newspaper "Sankei Shimbun", he must take action on this matter, otherwise his job will not be guaranteed when he returns to the country. So no matter what the purpose, he will protest to the end. ………… other side. The staff immediately notified Hader. Hader was also shocked and did not dare to return to the office. He went directly to a hotel for the meeting. Several directors of the film festival were there, looking very ugly, and they all recalled the incident a few years ago. At that time, the American Vietnam War-themed movie "The Deer Hunter" entered the competition, which aroused dissatisfaction from the Soviet Union and protested. But Berlin wanted to be neutral and ignored it. All crews and personnel from socialist countries, led by the Soviet Union, withdrew from the competition. The crew of "The Deer Hunter" was also very dissatisfied, feeling that Berlin did not handle the situation properly. The Soviet Union and the United States were fighting, and Berlin suffered. The two sides were not human beings.
After that, Berlin began to attract Chinese films to fill the gap in the Soviet Union... "What do those Japanese people want?" “They want ‘Life is Beautiful’ to withdraw!” "This is ridiculous!" "Movies are movies, why are they always wrapped in politics?" It's also funny that Berlin loves movies with political elements, but hates them when politics extends off the field. "Gentlemen, how should we respond?" "Of course it's impossible to accept it. I don't want another turmoil in Berlin!" "That's my opinion too!" "Then let's respond as usual!" The so-called routine responses are official clichés that everyone understands. But Hader was still vaguely worried and hoped that the Japanese would stop causing trouble. ………… Early the next morning. Just after breakfast, Liu Zhigu introduced two new partners, one is a foreign correspondent of Xinhua News Agency, and the other is a foreign correspondent of China News Service. China News Service refers to the China News Service, which was founded by Mr. Liao and is mainly responsible for external publicity. of. Everyone was sitting downstairs, preparing to leave for the Animal Palace later. Seeing that Gong Xue never came down, Chen Qi went upstairs to look for him and knocked on the door: "Comrade Gong Xue, are you okay? We're leaving soon!" "Wait a minute!" "What's wrong?" "Wait... Ouch..." There were sounds of footsteps inside, the door creaked open a small crack, and my sister stuck her head out: "Is there anyone else?" "No...hey! hey!" Chen Qi was suddenly pulled in, and the door was slammed shut. He said nervously: "Comrade Gong Xue, I know you are very anxious, but we have to divide the time according to the occasion. We are concerned with national affairs and cannot care about the personal affairs of our children!" "Nong Xingxi!" "Hurry up and help me see, it's stuck!" Gong Xue stamped her feet, and Chen Qi took a look. She was wearing a long black dress, which outlined her waist and hips beautifully, but her hair was twisted into the zipper at the back, and she grinned in pain. "If I don't come up, why can't you come down?" "Then I'll cut my hair!" "Don't move, don't move..."
Chen Qi pulled the zipper and carefully pulled out her hair. Suddenly he felt something was wrong. He scratched her back and asked in surprise: "Are you wearing a shirt underneath?" "How cold it is!" "You're not even wearing underpants, are you?" "Well, wear it!" Bull! Chen Qi was convinced. This black dress was quite narrow to begin with, but it still looked so thin when wearing a shirt and underpants. He touched his sister's waist and said, "Your waist is really precious. You didn't do it on purpose. You were born so thin..." "Stop touching me. I'll let you touch me again when I return home." "I haven't touched it since I returned home!" "Hey! As long as you can hold it back." Gong Xue's figure was actually quite good, with a thin waist, smooth buttocks, firm and full thighs, and particularly delicate skin. She tidied her clothes, looked in the mirror, put on a white tasseled shawl, and pulled him downstairs. The time was just right, and the group got on the courtesy car and headed to the Animal Palace. There were seven people walking the red carpet: Chen Qi, Gong Xue, Li Wenhua, Yan Shunkai, Ed, Amy, and Marino. He sat in the car waiting, looking at the group of contestants in front of him, who were the crew of the American movie "Champion Season". The leading actor was Bruce Dern, a veteran Hollywood star who later starred in Quentin's "The Hateful Eight". Bruce Dern has been immersed in the film industry for decades, and walking on the red carpet is a piece of cake. His every move is a star style, taking care of every angle of the camera. "Sir, it's your turn!" The guide opened the car door, Chen Qi nodded, helped Gong Xue down, waited a little, and saw the guide signal, calling on a few people to step onto the red carpet. A large number of reporters crowded outside the guardrails on both sides, holding up their cameras and taking photos. The reporters from Xinhua News Agency and China News Service were also inside, quite excited. Since the year before last, Chinese films have come to Berlin for three consecutive years. Everyone has gradually become calm from the initial novelty. Anyway, it's just a set of preaching, taking photos, and mentioning a few words in the manuscript. "Left, there are more on the left!" A group of people stood in the middle of the red carpet, smiling and waving. Chen Qi reminded them in a low voice, and everyone turned around again. Gong Xue was also very experienced, with a perfect expression, smiling at the camera of a Western reporter, but in the next second, her face suddenly changed. I saw that next to this Western reporter, an Asian-looking guy suddenly shook out a white shirt with big words written on it in black pen. Some of the Japanese words were unrecognizable, but the last two were Chinese characters. It was written "withdrawal"! At the same time, beside him, on the other side of the red carpet, five or six guys with similar styles also appeared. Maybe they didn't find the banners, so they used clothes instead, showing them naked to everyone, still shouting something, with excited and indignant faces, as if they were doing something extremely righteous. "Withdraw!" "Withdraw!"