Chapter 203: Pulling Shares

Wang Hui, the entertainment reporter of "Yanjing Times", stayed up all night to watch the award ceremony, and the whole person was not calm, originally just because he couldn't sleep, thinking that there was an award ceremony at the Cannes Film Festival today, he got up and took a look, and then wrote an article casually, and handed it over to the editor-in-chief tomorrow to deal with the errand, who knew that there would be unexpected surprises. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Originally, such a big scene as the Cannes Film Festival, the domestic entertainment media would definitely report it in person, after all, domestic films are still quite popular abroad, and they are also more favored by the Cannes Film Festival jury.

But recently, domestic films are really not competitive, and there are a lot of them submitted for review and exhibition, but none of them have been shortlisted for the main competition unit, but one from Xiangjiang and Baodao has each been shortlisted, and Yang Chao's "To Be Killed" was only selected for the non-competition unit.

Without their own people, those domestic entertainment media naturally don't have the heart to report, who would have thought that there is no domestic movie, and a domestic actor will be killed.

Wang Hui stabilized his mind and quickly logged on to a foreign website, and sure enough, he found the news of Song Zheng's coronation as Cannes actor on the main page.

Although foreign media definitely don't want to see Chinese actors crowned as actor on their turf, in terms of the weight of this award, the report on Song Zheng can be less and can be downplayed, but it can't really be ignored.

Everyone is an actor, you still don't report it, don't you have to have a little face!

After reading the review article on the website, Wang Hui was excited, really excited, as a senior entertainment reporter, I haven't seen Chinese actors win trophies at the three major European film festivals for many years, the most recent time was Xia Yu, but that was also a matter of several years.

Then I logged on to several foreign websites, all of which had reports about the Cannes Film Festival without exception, and the news of Song Zheng's coronation as the actor was naturally indispensable.

Wang Hui looked at them one by one, looked up the dictionary if there were words he didn't know, and before he knew it, it was dawn, but he didn't feel a trace of tiredness, some were just excited, looked at the time, and suddenly realized a problem.

This news is not a secret, since he knows it, other media may already know it, this can't be delayed, whoever gets the first article means the sales of newspapers and magazines!

If you don't work again, let others rob this big news, and you will definitely eat melons when the time comes.

But before the codeword, there was another thing, Wang Hui hurriedly picked up his mobile phone and dialed the number of the editor-in-chief in charge of the entertainment page.

At this point, the editor-in-chief hasn't woken up yet, and after the phone is connected, the first sentence is full of getting up gas: "Hey! Wang Hui, you kid is in a daze, what time is it!"

Wang Hui knew that he was disturbing people's dreams, but this matter could not be disturbed.

"Editor-in-Chief Liu, it's not that I want to quarrel with you, I haven't slept all night!"

Editor-in-Chief Liu didn't wait for him to finish, and his anger became even greater: "You have insomnia, call and harass me, you kid can figure it out, hurry up and go to bed! No! It's a little bit, you want to ask for leave!?"

Wang Hui smiled bitterly: "Editor-in-Chief Liu! I have something to do, Cannes Film Festival, Song Zheng won the best actor!"

In order to avoid being complained about again, Wang Hui hurriedly got down to business.

"Song Zheng won the actor, what's the matter with us?" Editor-in-Chief Liu said casually, and was about to hang up the phone, when he was suddenly stunned, "Wait! The Song Zheng you are talking about is ~~~~~~~ Chinese!"

"Chinese!"

"Chinese!" Editor-in-chief Liu bounced up directly on the bed, "Aren't you insomnia and have fantasies? I haven't heard that a domestic film has been selected for the main competition unit of the Cannes Film Festival this time!"

Wang Hui hurriedly explained: "It's not a domestic film, it's a French movie, but it's all played by mainland actors, including Zhou Xun, Song Zheng, and Wang Hongwei." ”

"You wait first!" Editor-in-Chief Liu suddenly found that the name Song Zheng was very familiar, "Song Zheng you said, why do I sound so familiar!"

Wang Hui said: "It's the one who hit the reporter at the airport before!"

Editor-in-Chief Liu was completely sober up now: "It's him! Xiao Wang, is this accurate?"

Wang Hui hurriedly made a guarantee: "There must be a certain person, Editor-in-Chief Liu! I have just logged on to several foreign websites, and all of them have reports on this aspect!"

Editor-in-chief Liu listened, and almost regretted death in his heart, originally "Yanjing Times" would send reporters to the Cannes Film Festival every year to follow up and report, but because no domestic film was shortlisted this year, this public assignment was canceled, who knew that domestic films were not powerful, and domestic actors were so competitive, before Song Zheng was about to be hacked because of the incident of beating reporters, but as a result, the peak turned around, and the matter has gradually calmed down now.

Just when people were about to forget about it, Song Zheng actually brushed the best actor at the Cannes Film Festival, which is a rhythm that is going to turn the sky upside down!

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and write a report, just write it at your home, you don't need to review it for me, I'll notify the newspaper now, stop printing today's newspaper, wait for your report to be delivered, hurry up!

After hanging up the phone, Wang Hui didn't dare to slack off, poured a cup of strong coffee, refreshed himself, and began to work in front of the computer.

The "Yenching Times" was delivered to various newsstands in Yanjing City half an hour later than usual that morning, and the media, which has always paid more attention to current affairs reporting, actually published entertainment news on the front page this time.

"Song Zheng Crowned Best Actor in Cannes"

"Holy!

"Who is Song Zheng!? Won't he be a foreign Chinese again?"

"Oh yes, the same one I hit the reporter last time!"

"That's what you're talking about, it's the reporter who made other people's children cry first, can you not be in a hurry to be a father?"

"Good guys! Cannes Best Actor! It's a foreign award, right?"

"It's lonely and unheard, it's one of the three major film festivals in Europe, and I heard that abroad, it's bigger than the Oscars!"

"Wow~~~~~~~ good cow.b!"

"Yanjing Times" took the lead, and other media also followed up, how many years have passed, and finally another Chinese actor has won the best actor crown at the three major European film festivals, and it should not be celebrated together.

The media reported a lot, coupled with the popularization of culture among some people who understand the situation, the audience finally understands how good the actor Song Zheng gets.b, Ge You once took it, after Ge You, Song Zheng is the second, Ge You is so good.b, Song Zheng can still be a fool.b?

can be regarded as a top performer among domestic actors!

So, when Song Zheng got off the plane and returned to the embrace of the motherland, the scene in the waiting hall directly scared him stupid, hundreds of people gathered on both sides of the safe passage, and when they saw Song Zheng come out, they rushed over like crazy.

Seeing this, Zhou Xun immediately slipped away with the assistant who came to pick her up, but fortunately, Wang Jinghua appeared in time, escorted Song Zheng out of the airport, and got into the car directly.

"Sister, what's going on ~~~~~~~~ this!?"