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Seeing this, Zhang Wenke didn't speak either, and called Guanglao.

"Old Guang, it's me."

……

"What, Ye Heng agreed."

……

"Well, okay, I'll take a good look at him."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Wenke hung up the phone and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Lovsky, who was driving at this time, looked at the two of them.

"Are you going to have dinner with the Emperor?"

Ye Heng nodded, "Yes, let's have dinner together."

A smile appeared on Loveski's face immediately.

"Oh, then I have to take you to have a meal quickly."

After speaking, the three of them couldn't help laughing.

Not long after, the car arrived in front of a big hotel.

Ye Heng raised his head and looked at the hotel in front of him.

The hotel looks like it has aged a bit, but it still looks magnificent.

Entering the hotel, the waiter at the front desk recognized Ye Heng at the first sight.

After she screamed, she quickly asked Ye Heng for his autograph.

"As I said, you have fans everywhere in Maoxiong Country."

Lovsky said, with a smile on his face.

After taking the room cards of Ye Heng and Zhang Wenke, the three went to the top floor of the hotel.

The rooms here are the best in the hotel. After the owner of the hotel learned that Ye Heng would come to live here, he directly reserved two rooms for the two of them.

Because they all knew that it was not Ye Heng's honor to come to live here, but theirs.

In the future, I don't know how many customers will be attracted just by putting up a signboard saying "the king of the world's movies once lived here".

The hotel not only provides accommodation, but also provides a variety of food and drinks for free.

Because of its geographical location, Maoxiong Country's food can be said to be unique.

Caviar, borscht, small pancakes and a lot of meat products are simply a paradise for meat eaters.

As a place where only meat is needed to survive normally, it seems that there are very few vegetarians in Maoxiong Country.

If someone advocates that people must be vegetarian in the cold Maoxiong country, then this person's brain is probably frozen by the cold winter in Maoxiong country.

After all, the colder the place, the more people need a lot of heat to resist the cold.

After the meal, Lovsky took the two of them out to see the scenery of Moscow.

But to be honest, Ye Heng didn't see much scenery, but he saw several drunken men on the side of the road.

Hairy bears are addicted to alcohol. This sentence is not a joke. Every winter, some people freeze to death on the road because of drinking.

It's no wonder that Gorbachev would implement a prohibition on alcohol, but it failed in the end.

"Tomorrow, if you have nothing to do, you can go shopping around. The Moscow Film Festival begins."

"We're going to see the emperor when it's around 5 o'clock the day after tomorrow."

"After meeting the emperor, your "Farewell My Concubine" will be screened in Moscow the next day, so you can go and promote it."

"And then we're pretty much on our way to the next place."

After listening to Zhang Wenke's arrangement, Ye Heng sighed helplessly.

"Going abroad is so boring, either to the award ceremony, or on the way to the award ceremony."

When Zhang Wenke heard this, he smiled helplessly.

I don't know if Ye Heng is in Versailles, or if he is really bored.

"Don't you like this kind of life?"

Ye Heng shrugged, "How should I put it, I was quite excited at the beginning."

"Going to various places to get awards, honor, praise, and praise, just thinking about it makes me very happy."

As he spoke, a faint smile appeared on Ye Heng's face.

"But after winning an award once in China, I found that it was actually nothing, it seemed to be quite ordinary."

"It's about getting up there, taking the trophy from someone else's hand, hearing the applause, and giving an acceptance speech at the end."

"I always feel that doing this seems boring."

Ye Heng sighed, "Now that I am in Moscow, I am doing the same thing, but the location has changed, and the awards I have won have changed."

At this moment, Ye Heng seemed to have thought of something, and a smile appeared on his face.

"I suddenly felt a little like Phil."

"Phil?" Zhang Wenke was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized, "The protagonist in "Groundhog Day"?"

"Well, I'm living a repetitive life every day, getting up, receiving an award, and then flying to the next place, repeating the same life."

Zhang Wenke couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "You are a typical person who is in the blessing and doesn't know the blessing. How many people just want to win an award in any place you have been to, and they will spend their entire lives. It’s not even guaranteed to work.”

"And you are still complaining that all this is meaningless."

Ye Heng also smiled helplessly.

"If it takes one year, or even ten years to get such an award, maybe it will really drive me crazy."

"Things that are easy to get are always considered not good enough by people."

"Things that are difficult to obtain are what people constantly want to pursue."

After listening to Ye Heng's words, Zhang Wenke could only sigh helplessly.

"So, what do you want to say?"

Ye Heng was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Zhang Wenke.

"So, people are cheap."

After finishing speaking, Ye Heng couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Wenke beside him also laughed when he heard this.

But Ye Heng's words are not wrong, the more difficult things are, the more people will cherish them.

And the more you can't get something, people will continue to miss it.

The lost things are the most fascinating.

Chapter 266 Award Ceremony

Awards night at the Moscow Film Festival.

Ye Heng was sitting at the front, with Luovsky on the left and Zhang Wenke on the right, and the circle around him was almost all the top figures in Mao Xiongguo's cultural field.

"This is the Minister of Culture of Maoxiong Country, this is the Minister of the Film Department, and this is the largest studio..."

Lovsky introduced to Ye Heng, and Ye Heng smiled back.

"It's great to have you here, it's an honor for us."

"It was bound to be a night to remember because you got here."

"You are the light of the world's film industry, and we will all follow your light."

Lovsky translated the words of the people around him, while Ye Heng nodded frequently.

Five or six minutes later, the background music played, and the surrounding cameras were turned on, and many of them were aimed at Ye Heng.

"Welcome to the Moscow International Film Festival!"

The host came walking from the stage.

"This time the award ceremony is definitely the most anticipated, but it is also the least anticipated."

"Because our film festival this year has invited the greatest film director in the world today, a true artist, Director Ye Heng!"

After finishing speaking, the host extended his palm to Ye Heng, everyone's eyes followed, and deafening applause immediately erupted in the venue.

Ye Heng stood up slowly, turned around, and bowed respectfully to everyone.

The applause lasted for quite a while. It was obvious that Mao Xiongguo's moviegoers liked Ye Heng very much, and the host had no intention of stopping it.

After about 10 minutes, the applause slowly stopped.

"Okay, let's talk about our film festival..."

Speaking of this, the host suddenly showed a puzzled look, "Does anyone remember what I said 10 minutes ago?"

Hearing this, everyone present burst into laughter.

Obviously this was a joke, and he made fun of the super long applause with a little humor, so long that the host even forgot what he had said.

"I remember."

"I just said that this is the most anticipated and least anticipated film festival."

"And there is no need to say more about the reason for the expectation. You have already explained it to everyone with your long applause."

Many people in the audience couldn't help but smile.

"Then why do you say this is the least anticipated film festival?"

The host glanced at everyone, "Because we all know who will be the biggest winner."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Ye Heng again.

And the crowd applauded again.

But this time the host didn't give everyone a chance, and quickly suppressed the applause.

"We can't applaud for such a long time, otherwise we may have to award the next award consecutively."

Everyone laughed again.

Then the host started the normal process, nominated films, award-winning films.

This process is similar to Ye Heng's when he was in Longguo. The only difference is that Maoxiongguo has an extra "local column".

And this "local column" refers to Mao Xiongguo's own movies.

After all, if you really want to judge the international, I am afraid that the entire award ceremony will be killed by Ye Heng, leaving not many generals.

And if it can be divided into two regions, one domestic and one international, then at least the awards will be split in half.

Halfway with Ye Heng.

It's a pity that he didn't do this in Longguo, otherwise Ye Heng wouldn't have been winning prizes up and down.

Of course, Dragon Kingdom can't do it either.

After all, Ye Heng himself is a local author, and if he really wants to make two columns, Ye Heng may run even more.

Ye Heng also knew about the process of this awards ceremony, because the organizer had already told Ye Heng.

Basically the same as Longguo's, the last most important award, Ye Heng, came to take it, and then gave a speech.

So Ye Heng just said a few words casually, smiled and went down.

Ye Heng couldn't help but sigh when he thought that he would have to participate in such activities countless times in the next six months.

It's not that it's not good to win prizes, but it's almost the same thing, which makes him feel very boring.

Compared to constantly winning awards, Ye Heng now hopes to go back and make movies.

The last award was also a heavyweight award, called the "St. George Gold Award", and the winner was Ye Heng.

Ye Heng walked up slowly, took the award, and walked to the podium.