independent filmmaker

At the beginning of December, Xie Lansheng finally embarked on an international flight to Italy.Since the organizer could only reimburse him for his own transportation and accommodation, Xie Lansheng did not plan to bring anyone, but Xinye said he wanted to go and see and was willing to accompany him there at his own expense.Xie Lansheng is quite strange, after all, Xinye has won the title of actor in the "Big Three", so he shouldn't be interested in Du Ling, but Xie Lansheng also thinks that Xinye is very neurotic, and it is not unusual for him to do anything.

He used Xin Ye's card to buy the plane ticket earlier.The air ticket turned out to be very expensive, and he was glad that he could be reimbursed.At that time, Qi Yong only spent 3000 yuan to buy a round-trip to China in the United States, but now he buys far more in China to go to Europe and the United States.Xie Lansheng was very grateful when he returned the Great Wall card to Xin Ye, and said: "Xin Ye, thank you, you have a heart, and you specially changed the password to my birthday, and now you can change it back, I don't know your usual withdrawal password Don't worry." At that time, Xin Ye stared at him for a long time, but said nothing.

It was the third time for Xie Lansheng to go out by plane, and he was still curious.Fortunately, he had been to the United States when he was in Xiaoxiang and had a passport, so he was able to leave the country successfully this time.Applying for a passport is extremely complicated, and you must provide overseas invitations, unit certificates, notarial certificates of kinship, financial guarantees, opinions from the police station, etc.

The strange thing is that Xinye actually has to apply for a visa. Lan Sheng remembered that Xinye said "I chose China when I wanted to challenge the difficulty of choosing a nationality", and I don't know if I can believe it.Xin Ye also holds a Chinese passport, but it is done at the Chinese Consulate General in Los Angeles, and it is said that it is not difficult.

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The airport security check line was quite long, but Xie Lansheng was holding the metal can in his hand tightly.Inside the jar is film reel.Wang Xianjin borrowed the metal can for the film for him, and it weighed more than a dozen kilograms. Xie Lansheng cut his hand every time he took a step, but he didn't agree with Xinye's help, and he didn't agree to put it on the ground and kick it. To watch for yourself.

The Organizing Committee of the Turin Film Festival only reimbursed the economy class tickets, so they took the economy class. However, Xie Lansheng always felt that the film star of Xinda University was not very comfortable, and his long legs could not be stretched.

The moment the plane soared into the sky, Xie Lansheng said excitedly: "It's taking off!!!" I felt like a bird flying to a rich and distant place, and like a Peng, soaring [-] miles.

Xin Ye thought it was funny, and said, "Yes."

"Xin Ye, have you heard of that joke?" Xie Lansheng's brain thinking has always been divergent, he said, "It took a bird two hours to fly from point A to point B." , but it took four hours to come back, may I ask why?"

Xin Ye frowned: "Why?" As a Harvard School of Economics student, he couldn't do this question.

"Because it goes from point A to point B with its back to the sun and flies with two wings," Xie Lansheng said, stretching out his hands and thumping, and continued, "and from point B back to point A , is facing the sun. It only flies with one wing, and uses the other wing to block the light, and it took four hours!" When Xie Lansheng said this, he covered his forehead with one hand, and the other Fanning up and down with one hand, he looked at Xinye, because his eyes were bright because he was happy.

Xin Ye's heart seemed to be soaked in honey, and the corners of his mouth lifted up.

The plane was flying smoothly at this time, Xie Lansheng looked at the sky and clouds through the glass.Blue clouds and white clouds walk under your feet, and there are golden lights on the edge.

"Xin Ye," on the cloud, Xie Lansheng said to Xin Ye with some feelings, "After this flight took off, I think everything is worth it."

"Ok?"

"I got to know you, I got to know Ouyang Nannan, I got to know Qi Yong, Cen Chen, and I got to know Little Red and Little Green. We got together and produced the first film made by private capital, which was also shortlisted It was all worth it when I entered the main competition at the Turin Film Festival and went outside.”

Xinye turned his head to look at Xie Lansheng, and said, "Yes." His voice was soft.

For Xie Lansheng, everything was worth it, and for him, everything was worth it.

"Although Luo Dajing is a bastard," Xie Lansheng recalled the time when his movie dream started, "but I will never forget the feeling of being called 'Director Xie' for the first time." That trembling is still clear until now. Yesterday.

"Director Xie," Xin Ye responded, "more and more people will call you 'Director Xie'."

"I really hope so..." His voice gradually weakened, as if he was looking forward to the distant future.

He originally wanted to do this all the time, watching the clouds for more than ten hours—the clouds are different, big and small, wide and narrow, thin and thick, some are like animals, some are like plants, they are all beautiful , but the crew members obviously didn't want to satisfy him. After a while, they asked the passengers to pull down the sun visor and turned off the lights for everyone to rest. The cabin was instantly quiet.

Xie Lansheng wanted to open the book to read, but saw Xin Ye gently closing his eyes, so he was worried that the small light would be too bright and Xin Ye would not be able to sleep well, so he didn't turn it on, and planned to catch up on sleep.

He changed four or five positions, leaning against the window for a while, leaning against the back of the chair for a while, and finally found that the most comfortable position was to lean slightly on one side, with his big round head stuck in the gap between the two seats.While catching up on sleep, he was still holding the canister of film, tying the canister's hands and wrists together with a rope.

However, the screwing did not last long.A few minutes later, Xin Ye, who was leaning on the doze, only felt a weight on his shoulders, half-opened his long and narrow eyes, and glanced at Xie Lansheng's sleeping face.

The other party's skin is white and rosy, with long eyelashes, a straight nose bridge, and red lips. At this moment, she is leaning on her shoulder like a newborn baby, completely trusting and defenseless.

The plane jolted at this moment.Xie Lansheng's head drooped, he didn't wake up, and lay back to the place where he felt very comfortable just now, Xinye's shoulder.

Xinye thought about it, raised his right arm, and put it on the seat in front of him lightly, so that Xie Lansheng, who was pillowing him, would not slip down again.

Xie Lansheng's sleep was very long and comfortable. He didn't open his eyelids until the flight attendant started serving meals.

I don't know if I don't see it, I was shocked when I saw it.Xinye still doesn't move, but his arms are stretched out!I don't know how long it's been like this!

Xie Lansheng quickly sat up straight, and asked Xinye, "Is your arm sore?"

"Alright."

"How long has it been like this?"

Xin Ye cast a sideways glance at Lan Sheng, and sneered, "Since you came over suddenly, a few hours ago."

"Ah," Xie Lansheng was dumbfounded, "Thank you, thank you."

He also wanted to be nice to Xin Ye, so he sat on his seat thinking for a long time, and finally remembered something, and pulled the big backpack out from between the legs of the stool in the front seat: "By the way, Xin Ye, did you bring a cup this time? I'm afraid You didn't bring them, so you washed two at home, so that we won't be thirsty after a day at the film festival...just carry them on your back."

"Wash?" Xinye wanted to say that there are drinking water faucets inside the main venue, and you can buy them at the worst, but seeing the other party digging and digging, he didn't say anything, just watched.

Ten seconds later, Lan Sheng finally took it out and handed it to Xin Ye: "Is this okay?"

He held a glass jar containing canned peaches in his hand.

Xin Ye met: "..."

Xie Lansheng added: "I just drink water like this in LA, and I think it's quite convenient. You can boil water in the room, pour it into a bottle and take it with you."

In Xie Lansheng's mind, "water" needs to be boiled to drink.Mineral water bottles will be scalded, and glass jars are most suitable.He also has a large thermos at home, but there is only one, which is not enough, and it is troublesome to bring it back as it is, so he chose to wash out two canned bottles with water, just like the thousands of Chinese around him. practice.As for buying mineral water back home, it is not an option at all. A bottle of mineral water costs more than [-] cents in Beijing, and it will be even more outrageous in Turin.

Xinye said again: "..."

But he didn't say much, instead he took the canning jar, weighed it in the water, and said, "It's pretty good."

"Well, let's carry it first, I don't have a backpack."

"Okay~" Xie Lansheng said foolishly, "Xinye, we are all canned yellow peaches, and there are only these two left in the store, they are a pair."

"……Um."

Xin Ye looked at Xie Lansheng, then suddenly stretched out his hand, and carefully straightened the strands of the other's hair which had just been messed up by sleeping. His movements were so gentle that Xie Lansheng suddenly felt a little dazed for a moment.

Xinye, is he like this?

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Because there was no direct flight, it took Xie Lansheng and Xin Ye two days to arrive in Turin.

Xie Lansheng should be very tired, but he couldn't sit still at all, he was very excited, he threw his things at the hotel and went to the bar downstairs to drink.

This is the official hotel of the Turin Film Festival, and filmmakers from all over the world come and go.

Xie Lansheng sat down at the bar, held the wine list upright with both hands and looked at it for a long time, and finally ordered the cheapest one.

This person was carefully selected because the table next to him was full of Asian faces. Xie Lansheng wanted to talk to people and discuss movies. He felt that discussing movies with filmmakers from various countries would be a particularly happy experience.

So, after taking his seat, Xie Lansheng stretched his neck, glanced to the left, then to the right, and said to the six people sitting next to him, "Hi!!!"

All six looked at him.

Xie Lansheng was also a little nervous, but he still greeted in his very broken English: "Attend Torino International Film Festival?"

Someone understood what he said, and responded: "Yes. Yes. You?"

"Metoo! Iama director!"

Seeing that the other party was also Asian, the lady on the side asked him: "Where are you from?"

Xie Lansheng said: "China!"

"Oh...!" The lady drew a circle with her left hand, including all her companions, and said, "Japan!"

Then, he asked in English that was even worse than Xie Lansheng's, "Ah...Whatis...your...movie's...name?"

"Root!" Xie Lansheng put his desk on the table and went over. He wanted to talk about the content of the movie, but found that his tongue was tied. It was two months ago that he described "Rooting" to Nathan and Hunter, and he could still read it at that time Draft, now, his level is not enough.

Xinye sighed, moved over, crossed his long and beautiful fingers, and narrated "Rooting" for Xie Lansheng in fluent and pure English.

However, after he finished speaking for a long time, he found that the six Japanese were all looking at him in silence.

Didn't understand a word.

It's over, Xie Lansheng thought, the language barrier.He can't speak Japanese, and the other party can't speak Chinese. At the same time, the English of these six Japanese is even worse than him, so they can't communicate.

On the opposite side, Xin Ye was still trying hard, word by word very slowly: "It follows the life of a couple, from the heady days just after their marriage to the austere hardship of..."

"Xinye, that's enough." Xie Lansheng said, "I don't even understand what you're saying."

Xinye shut up.

It stands to reason that Xie Lansheng should say hello and go straight home because of the language barrier, but Xie Lansheng was very excited and did not want to give up communication and exchanges with other people about the film. After thinking about it, he suddenly waved and asked the waiters in the hotel for Here comes a set of paper and pens.

Holding the pen, he pointed to his chest and said, "Myname!" Then he wrote on the white paper, 【Xie Lansheng. 】

"Oh!" The Japanese all understood - although they don't understand the language, they can understand Chinese characters!

So they also took the paper and wrote their names one by one.

Next to Xie Lansheng is Ms. Morita, and over there is Mr. Sakurano...

After the introduction, Xie Lansheng wrote "Akira Kurosawa" on the paper again, then poked the Chinese characters with his hands, and then poked himself, saying: "I! Like!"

"Ah!" The Japanese also understood, saying "metoo" and "metoo" one after another.Xie Lansheng wrote "Seven Samurai", "Chaos", "Heroes of the Warring States Period" and "Shadow Warrior" on the paper, explaining that these are his favorite Akira Kurosawa movies. Others wrote one by one, and the atmosphere was cheerful.

After "chatting" Akira Kurosawa, they "chat" Yasujiro Ozu, about "Tokyo Story", about his "no" stele, and then they talked about Masaki Kobayashi and Shohei Imamura.Imamura Shohei loves to criticize. When Xie Lansheng wrote Imamura Shohei's famous saying "I will write maggots until I die", the people on the other side understood it and said with emotion, "Yes..." "Yes... ..."

After talking about these Japanese directors, we came to Chinese directors.Several people on the opposite side wrote about their favorite film directors and film works, and they also said that they would remember Xie Lansheng and would go to the screening of "Rooting".

Even though they didn't understand the language, they were able to talk happily through this method, and the atmosphere became more and more joyful and enthusiastic. An hour passed quickly, but no one wanted to leave.

Xinye just watched from the side, knowing that he couldn't get in.

It is a world that is cut off from this world and loves movies deeply.They watch movies, shoot movies, talk eloquently, and use movies to support their lives.

In the past, Xin Ye always believed that life was monotonous and prosperous every year, but Lan Sheng's agility always surprised and delighted him.He was amazed and fascinated, and there was an oasis deep in his heart, which was vast, far-reaching, luxuriant and luxuriant.

Until 12 o'clock in the evening, Xie Lansheng reluctantly bid farewell to the Japanese talent, and exchanged room numbers and phone numbers before parting.

"I'm so happy!" Xie Lansheng blushed, "The film festival is really fun!"

Xin Ye chuckled: "It's only the first day." It was actually the first day they arrived, not the first day of the film festival. In fact, the film festival had already opened three days ago.

"Mmm!" Xie Lansheng seemed to be intoxicated, he walked with a jolt, and the black hair on the top of his head trembled.He took the elevator up to the 10th floor, opened the room and walked in, pulled out a big white vest and a pair of boxers from the box, and went into the bathroom, still humming.

He was at the Turin Film Festival.

Shortlisted for the main competition unit.

Moreover, he only owes Xinye 2500, which can be paid back in two or three months.

So beautiful, like a dream.

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Seeing Xie Lansheng walk into the bathroom, Xinye also took out his pajamas and prepared to change into them.

He took off his black shirt, revealing his strong chest and strong back.His shoulders are broad, his chest muscles are bulging, and there are two obvious mermaid lines under his abdominal muscles, which get into his trousers obliquely.

Just as Xin Ye was about to hang up his shirt, his hands stopped slightly.

A black hair was quietly held on the shoulder of the shirt.

Xie Lansheng.

longer than yourself.

It seems that Xie Lansheng lost a black hair when he was sleeping on his shoulder.

Xinye moved very carefully, gently took off the hair, straightened it with both hands, lowered his eyes to take a closer look, and unconsciously, with inexplicable thoughts, wrapped around himself On the tip of the right index finger.

Not thin, but soft.

Then Xin Ye turned around, looked at the blurred figure reflected on the bathroom glass, couldn't restrain himself, imagined that he was hugging him from behind, sniffing him, at the same time raised his right index finger, and gently kissed the flesh wrapped around his fingertips. that black hair.