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Chapter 80 Berlin Night (Part 2)(1/2)

on the stage.

The host is introducing the members of the jury.

The names of the characters were read above, and Zhou Yang below was listening,

Then, Zhou Yang felt that he had become blind and deaf again.

The awards ceremony at the Berlin International Film Festival is really unfriendly to Chinese people, especially to a country bumpkin like Zhou Yang...

He couldn't understand the English words above, let alone the host's fluent German.

Even when the jury members were introduced, he didn't know any of them. He just watched others applaud crazily and he clapped along, just like a puppet following the crowd.

This feeling is very exciting.

After the host introduced the members of the jury, it was finally time to draw the prize.

Zhou Yang forced himself to cheer up, took out a pen and notebook from his arms, and subconsciously looked at An Xiao beside him.

"Mr. An, when they give their acceptance speech later, can you help me translate it? I can't understand what they are saying..."

"Okay, how much are you going to pay me for translation?"

"Forehead……"

After Zhou Yang saw An Xiao's serious expression, he was instantly stunned. He opened his mouth for a long time but couldn't make any sound.

When he thought about it, it was indeed wrong.

Have any employees asked their boss to act as translators?

Isn’t this earth-shattering?

He smiled awkwardly.

"I'm kidding you..." Looking at Zhou Yang's extremely complicated expression, An Xiao, who was originally extremely serious, showed a smile in his eyes: "I will translate it for you when the award is given."

"Thank you, Mr. An." Zhou Yang nodded subconsciously.

"Don't be so serious, we are not in school now..." An Xiao shook her head lightly when she saw Zhou Yang sitting solemnly and serious.

"oh oh."

The awards ceremony began soon.

Zhou Yang looked at everyone present while comparing the award process list in the invitation letter.

Some of the awards at the Berlin International Film Festival look weird.

Even after it was translated, Zhou Yang still felt confused.

For example, there is a Golden Bear Award for Best Film in the main competition unit, then there is a Teddy Bear Award in other competition units, and there is also a Best Feature Film Award in the Teddy Bear Award...

The Golden Bear Award for Best Picture and the Teddy Bear Award for Best Feature Film, is this a repeat?

For another example, there is a Golden Bear Award for Best Short Film in the Short Film Competition. The Golden Bear Award for Best Short Film has nothing to do with the Golden Bear Award for Best Film. There is even a Best Short Film Award in the Teddy Bear Award...

Looking at these dazzling array of awards, even though they were all marked in Chinese, Zhou Yang was still dizzy.

I don't understand.

He asked An Xiao, and An Xiao shook her head and said that she didn't know much about the other messy awards. She only knew about the awards in the main competition unit.

So he walked next to Wang Shuai and subconsciously pointed at the Teddy Bear Award, feeling a little confused.

Wang Shuai looked at him speechlessly: "The Teddy Bear Award is an award for the LGBT community."

Zhou Yang was confused: "What does LGBT mean?"

Wang Shuai was speechless: "You can understand it as a same-sex award, this type of award for all units exhibited."

Zhou Yang suddenly understood after hearing this.

Just when he turned his head, Wang Shuai suddenly thought of something and stared at Zhou Yang closely, looking up and down.

"Xiao Zhou."

"ah?"

"I suddenly remembered that I met Director Mary Vane yesterday... She asked me to ask if you are interested in making a film. She saw your poster and was very satisfied with your appearance..."

"What movie?"

"How about a film that can win the Teddy Bear Award? There are some people in Hollywood who are very good at this. Maybe they can do a combination of Chinese and Western?" Wang Shuai glanced at Zhou Yang with a meaningful look, his expression was

It sounds a little bit funny.

"I don't want to take pictures of this..." When Zhou Yang heard this, he was so frightened that his anus tightened, he shook his head repeatedly, and suddenly felt an indescribable feeling of chill.

It is impossible for him to make this kind of film in his life.

He doesn't discriminate against this group, but he really can't accept himself, even if he participates in it.

Oh shit!

this is too scary!

………………

"This award is called the Best Short Film Award. The winning film is Norway's "Tsunami" and the winning director is Steve King..."

"..."

"This award is called the Blue Angel Award, and the winning film is the British film "The Killing of Hitler"..."

"..."

The host began to announce the scrap prizes one by one.

An Xiao started to translate very competently from the side.

After hearing Zhou Yang's silence, she subconsciously looked over.

Then, she froze.

One second, Zhou Yang was looking around blankly amidst the applause. The next moment, he seemed to be a different person, his eyes suddenly became extremely focused.

Under the flickering stage lights...

Zhou Yang stared intently at every person who stood up to win a prize, as if there was a protective shield between him and the world. There were only those winners in the whole world!

He stood up from his seat and went to the stage to deliver his speech.

While he was staring, he was writing "shushushushu" with his hand.

An Xiao looked at his notebook curiously. Under the dim light, lines of very neat fonts were written in every cell of the notebook. It was as if he were reading and writing, and there was no sense of violation at all.

(It took about 70 steps from the bottom of the stage to the stage.)

(His facial muscles showed excitement first, then excitement, and his hands shook when he took the trophy)

(His remarks are:)

Vaguely.

An Xiao saw these very strange descriptive sentences.

When she raised her head and looked at Zhou Yang's eyes, she found that Zhou Yang was staring at the stage, his eyes becoming more and more intense.

"I am very grateful to my father who passed away, my brother, and everyone..."

An Xiao subconsciously looked at Zhou Yang while translating, but saw that Zhou Yang's writing speed was getting faster and faster. Almost as soon as he finished translating, Zhou Yang had finished writing the key points of the speech.

"This guy, why are you so serious about this kind of thing?" Wang Shuai was suddenly stunned when he saw Zhou Yang's appearance: "Is this guy thinking about his acceptance speech?"

Seeing that Zhou Yang seemed unable to hear his words, Wang Shuai opened his mouth again and finally shrugged.

Zhou Yang really couldn't hear what they were talking about.

At this moment, he only had eyes for the winners on the stage.

He wrote down every person's behavior and behavior in short words, including the parts that he felt were important and that he could learn from.

Then he put himself into this occasion and conducted a mock award ceremony, imagining how he would calmly face all the media and audiences after he took the stage.

After winning three awards...

An Xiao suddenly stopped translating.

After a brief silence, Zhou Yang suddenly woke up from his concentration and looked at An Xiao doubtfully amid the applause.

"Hero won an award! It won China's first Berlin International Film Festival award!" An Xiao said looking at Shen Changwei who stood up.

"What prize?" Zhou Yang asked subconsciously.

"Alfred Ball Silver Bear Award..." Wang Shuai looked very constipated and looked at Shen Changwei who was also constipated when he walked on stage.

"Why do you look unhappy?"

"A very useless award...commonly known as a consolation prize." Wang Shuai let out a long sigh of relief and muttered to himself, "If there are no accidents..."Hero"'s trip to Berlin ends here."

"Didn't I hear that there is a Silver Bear Award for Best Film and Television Score, a Silver Bear Award for Outstanding Artistic Contribution? There is also a Golden Bear Award... I heard that there is also a Best Actor Award?"

"There is a high probability that these awards will be gone..." Wang Shuai looked at the stage with an indescribable sense of loss in his eyes, and then sighed: "However, at least Chinese films have made zero breakthroughs at the Berlin International Film Festival. Shen Changwei Director Shen is probably the number one director in China."
To be continued...
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