nyslfriends Chapter 188 Discussion and Copyright Fees
Chapter 188 Discussion and Copyright Fees
Besides discussions within the industry about Fu Yibai, a huge uproar has also erupted online.
[Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! The Palme d'Or! It really is the Palme d'Or!]
[The second Chinese director after Chen Kaige to win the Palme d'Or! Director Fu is awesome!]
[Wait, it's only been a few years! Berlin Golden Bear, Cannes Palme d'Or, isn't Venice next?]
[Director Fu: The three major European countries, I'll collect them all.]
Leonardo DiCaprio has been hailed as an Oscar winner. What an amazing director!
When will "The Hunt" be released in the country? I want to see it! I want to see it now!
[Director Fu's efficiency is too high! He made so many movies last year and even won the Palme d'Or. Is he even human?]
Director Fu is not human, he's a god.
Did anyone else notice how handsome Director Fu looked standing on stage...?
The lighting, the angle—it was amazing.
[+1, that face is really striking. She could easily make a living off her looks, but she chooses to rely on her talent.]
When will Director Fu act again? I still can't forget Taki from "Your Name."
[+10086! Please, Director Fu, give me more acting opportunities!]
Do you think Director Fu will stay in Hollywood after winning this award?
[Probably not, Chenxi is still in China, she has so many artists to manage.]
[Exactly, Director Fu isn't that kind of person.]
[I hope Director Fu will make more films about Chinese stories, but I also support him in trying his hand on the international stage.]
I'll watch whatever Director Fu films!
Director Fu is awesome!!!
Cannes, Carlton InterContinental Hotel.
Sunlight streamed into the bedroom through the floor-to-ceiling windows, spreading a warm golden hue across the floor.
Fu Yibai opened his eyes.
Charlize Theron was still asleep in his arms.
Her long, golden hair was scattered on the pillow, her face buried in his chest, her breathing even.
One arm was wrapped around his waist, and one leg was pressed against his lower abdomen.
Her skin glowed white in the morning light, and the red marks on her shoulders were faintly visible.
Fu Yibai didn't move.
He lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, listening to the faint sound of waves coming from outside the window.
Charlize stirred in his arms.
She raised her head, opened her eyes, and met his gaze.
Those eyes were a stunning blue in the morning light, carrying a languid quality as if they had just woken up.
"morning."
Her voice was a little hoarse.
"morning."
Charlize blinked, and the corners of her mouth slowly curved into a smile.
She propped herself up and looked down at him.
His long, golden hair fell down, gently brushing against his cheek.
"last night……"
She paused, then her smile deepened.
"I don't think I slept much."
Fu Yibai raised his hand and tucked her loose long hair behind her ear.
"Me too."
Charlize leaned down and kissed him on the lips.
It's very light.
It carries the scent of morning light and sea breeze.
"One more time?"
She asked.
Fu Yibai didn't say anything, but simply put his arm around her waist and turned her over.
Sunlight streamed in, falling on the intertwined figures of the two.
The sound of the waves outside the window never stops, one after another.
Around nine o'clock, Fu Yibai came out of the room and found Margaret.
"Have you contacted the film company?"
"Yes, I've already contacted them."
At 3 PM, in the conference room.
"Okay, I'll go grab something to eat first."
Fu Yibai nodded.
At the restaurant, Fu Yibai ran into Leonardo DiCaprio, who had also just woken up.
"Fu, you look like you slept well last night."
"You look very energetic."
"Hahaha.
Fu, when are you going back to Los Angeles?
I'll arrange the victory celebration party.
I'm really looking forward to it.
But I need to sell the rights to "The Hunt" first.
"Oh, then I'll go back to Los Angeles to prepare."
Tell me when you're done.
"no problem."
5 PM, May 28th, conference room at the Carlton InterContinental Hotel, Cannes.
The long table was filled with people on both sides.
Fu Yibai sat in the main seat, with Margaret on his left and Isabella on his right.
Extending further to both sides, representatives from film distributors from more than a dozen countries, including France, Germany, the United Kingdom, Italy, and Japan, lined up in a row.
Because the film's setting is very suitable for the Western market, coupled with the aura of the Palme d'Or, the atmosphere on set was full of competitive tension from the very beginning.
After fierce competition, Europe, America, Asia...
The distribution and adaptation rights in multiple regions fetched a total of US$37 million.
The total cost of "The Hunt" was only ten million US dollars.
The reason the cost was so low was mainly because Leonardo DiCaprio chose to act in the film for free after reading the script, only receiving a symbolic share of the box office revenue.
Fu Yibai lived up to Leonardo DiCaprio's trust, not only polishing the film to near perfection, but also spending almost as much on public relations for the Best Actor award as he did on the Palme d'Or.
On May 30, Fu Yibai flew back to Los Angeles with Margaret.
The plane landed at Los Angeles International Airport at 8 p.m. local time.
Stepping out of the terminal, the familiar Californian evening breeze greeted me.
Margaret's driver was already waiting at the exit. When he saw the two of them come out, he immediately came forward to take their luggage.
The car drove out of the airport and merged into the traffic.
Forty minutes later, the car stopped in front of the villa in Beverly Hills.
Fu Yibai pushed open the door and went in.
On the sofa, Scarlett and Anne turned their heads at the same time.
Two seconds of silence.
Then Scarlett was the first to jump up, ran over barefoot, and threw herself into his arms.
"pay!"
Anne also came over and stood two steps away.
Fu Yibai put one arm around Scarlett and reached out with the other to pull Annie into his embrace as well.
The three of them stood in the entryway and hugged for a long time.
"Congratulations."
Annie's voice was very soft.
Scarlett lifted her head from his embrace and grinned.
"The Palme d'Or! My man won the Palme d'Or!"
Fu Yibai lowered his head and kissed her lips.
He looked up again and kissed Annie on the lips.
"Missing me?"
Both women nodded at the same time.
Fu Yibai chuckled.
"Then I'll keep you company tonight."
Scarlett blinked, her smile deepening.
"I want to go first."
Fu Yibai didn't say anything, but put his arm around the two women and walked upstairs.
The bedroom door closed, and moonlight streamed in through the French windows.