After filming the last two scenes in Director Li's crew, and then giving Director Li a copy of the script for the new play, Yan Yan embarked on a foreign plane with a lot of baggage.
Although he also filmed, he did not have many scenes. Compared with Yi Mingzhe and Shang Jie, Yan Yan's reputation in front of the public was undoubtedly not that high.
In addition, she deliberately made a disguise, so no one found her until she got off the plane.
International film festivals, such occasions, Han Yun will naturally follow. As for her daughter, she asked her mother to come and take care of her for a while. Now Han Yun's career focus revolves around Yan Yan. She can only be good if Yan Yan is good. She understands this too well.
When Yan Yan arrived at the film festival, Director Yang was standing in front of the film pictorial. He squinted his eyes with his hands behind his back, looking very happy.
Yan Yan took two quick steps to support Director Yang's hand: "Director Yang, long time no see."
Director Yang turned his head to look at Yan Yan: "Long time no see, you are in good spirits recently."
Yan Yan glanced at the pictorial: "Director Yang, can our show be placed in this position? This is already in the first few."
Han Qibee said with a smile: "It's normal, they've already been nominated for Best Actress. Naturally, the ranking has to be moved up. Yan Yan, you're really talented! I don't know if you'll win the award this time."
Yan Yan told the truth: "We are Buddhist, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. If it fails this year, we will come back later. This script is not particularly good."
Director Yang: "Oh? Do you have a better script there? If you were asked to rate it, how would you rate this script?"
Yan Yan recalled a few movies she had watched: "I give this script a maximum of 80 points. As for those better scripts, there are some, but my acting skills can't be filmed now, and my acting skills still need to be polished."
Director Yang nodded at her: "The sample is still hidden, and you can show me the script when you go back. Over the years, I have been shortlisted countless times, but I have never won that trophy. . Now that there are no nominations, my mind has calmed down."
"I now put all my hopes of winning the award on you."
Yan Yan: "Not really, really not, Director Yang, there are so many big screenwriters in the circle, which one didn't dump me a few streets?"
Han Qifeng said: "But none of them have ever been nominated for best screenplay. You are a TV drama writer, and you were nominated for the first time you wrote a movie script. Isn't that amazing?"
Yan Yan can't tell how hard she is. She is now able to toss and toss in TV dramas. She didn't write the script for this movie. She's only in the show as an actress, okay? But she couldn't say it.
Where did she find a teacher Yanshu?
Director Yang: "Tell me about your 90+ scripts in a while, and I'll think about it first. In fact, your acting skills are not bad, isn't this drama just doing well?"
Yan Yan smiled bitterly: "That's because the protagonist has a lot of experiences that overlap with me. To some extent, it's a reflection of myself, right? Or should it be said that he is acting in his true colors?"
Director Yang didn't say anything else, obviously stripped of this, Yan Yan's acting skills were just as she herself evaluated. Less than above, more than below.
After filming Director Yang's movie, Yan Yan and Jiang Chan decided to go to Qingcheng's script. She likes this movie very much, and her biggest wish at present is to shoot this movie.
As soon as the room was settled, Director Yang and Han Qibee came. The purpose was very clear. What they wanted was a script of more than 90%.
Yan Yan had no choice but to pull out "Green Orange" from her bag. When she saw the name, Director Yang smacked her lips: "Looking at the name, it looks like a literary film."
"How long have you been reading this? The side pages are a bit broken." Director Yang turned to a page, and there were various annotations on it. Obviously, Yan Yan did not study the script too much on weekdays.
Yan Yan pinched her brows: "You have been thinking about this drama since the production team over there. Compared with this movie, "Green Orange" needs to dig more things."
In real life, it took more than four months to prepare, but in space, it was more than three years. Staring at this script for more than three years, Yan Yan naturally spent a lot of effort.
Director Yang was immersed in the script as soon as he saw it, and he couldn't think of anything at this moment. Yan Yan and Han Qibee didn't bother him either, and they exchanged their experiences during this time.
Han Yun sat quietly on the side, and in his heart he raised Yan Yan's talent even higher. Eighty percent of the scripts can be shortlisted for the best screenwriter. Is this higher-level script really able to take off the crown jewel?
Director Yang's script took two hours to read. At that time, Yan Yan and Han Qibee had already talked about the production of the TV series. Director Yang took off his reading glasses: "It's all this time? Do we have to go out for dinner?"
Han Yun: "I ordered a meal and it will be delivered in a while."
Yan Yan: "Director Yang finished the script? How is it?"
Director Yang threw the glasses on the coffee table: "Little girl gave me a problem, the book is naturally quite good, not only you have to prepare, but I also have to think about how to shoot. Such a good script is worth waiting for ."
Yan Yan smiled and said, "You are too modest. With your help, I believe that the results of "Green Orange" will be quite good."
Director Yang cherished the script, and suddenly found another topic: "I remember you talking about better scripts at the film festival. Do you still have more than this one?"
Seeing Yan Yan's flickering eyes, Director Yang suddenly smiled: "Okay, I won't ask you any further, but if you want to make a movie in the future, please find me first. The book must not be lower than "Green Orange", I'm free at any time."
If outsiders knew this, they would be very envious. Director Yang's play, as long as Yan Yan's book is good, he can shoot at any time. What kind of honor is this?
Yan Yan wrinkled her nose: "Of course, I don't dare to send it to you if the script is not good enough."
Director Yang laughed: "If I work with you, I can still think about it in my lifetime."
Naturally, he was talking about the Best Picture award. From his entry into the film industry until now, he has been shortlisted three times, but every time he is running with him. In a blink of an eye, he has grown from a youthful youth to an old man, but his wishes have never changed.
Yan Yan was playing with the phone in her hand: "Director Yang, I have been attacking the awards again and again, but I have been disappointed again and again. How did you persevere? If it was me, this frustration might have overwhelmed me."
Director Yang sighed: "Of course I'll be disappointed, but that's my ideal, or even a dream. Dreams are undoubtedly more illusory than ideals, and it's easier for people to persevere."