When the meal with Xin Haicheng ended, it was already past 10 o'clock.

After the meal, Xu Xin only felt one thing, and that was tiredness.

It feels so tiring and clear that all the brain cells have been boiled dry.

"Secret" looks like a lot of regrets now. If he had filmed it now, he would have done a better job.

And these regrets, as well as the little inspirations and regrets that I occasionally picked up over the years, were all told to Xin Haicheng.

How much Xin Haicheng can use it is not yet known.

Anyway, he was enjoying it.

After agreeing to visit and study at his film production company in a few days, he waved goodbye to the other party.

I took Su Meng all the way back to the hotel.

After returning to the room, he took a shower and threw himself on the pillow.

I slept in darkness, and when I woke up in the morning, it was almost 9 o'clock or 10 o'clock.

In a daze, looking at the unfamiliar ceiling, he was too lazy to get up even though his bladder was about to explode.

There is an indescribable feeling of emptiness in my body.

Been boiled dry.

I lay there until 10 o'clock. I couldn't hold it any longer, so I sat up from the bed and walked to the bathroom.

When it came to solving personal hygiene problems, he looked at the things in WeChat on his mobile phone and found that most of them were arranged until the afternoon.

This morning is the last free time at the Tokyo Film Festival.

He logged out of WeChat and opened Weibo, intending to browse today's news to see what was new and to keep abreast of it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the hot search list, he frowned.

A hot search came into view: #USASubmitIslandAmendment#

He clicked in directly.

"...The bill clearly states that disputes over islands are the applicable objects of Article 5 of the Regulations. The bill will be voted on to decide whether to implement it..."

"..."

After reading the general content of the news, Xu Xin switched to the WeChat interface and sent a message to Chen He:

"Director Chen, are you busy?"

Then, the sound of toilet flushing sounded.

Two minutes later, he walked out of the bathroom with water stains on his face.

After changing into a set of daily clothes, I stepped out of the room with my slippers on.

After a while, Chen He in the room looked at Xu Xin who walked in, and asked with a smile:

"Director Xu, the premiere of "Perfect Strangers" will be soon, shall we go and watch it together? Everyone is looking forward to how shocking this work will be to the Tokyo audience."

"..."

Seeing the relaxed smile on his face, Xu Xin knew that he probably didn't know about this yet.

So he shook his head:

"Director Chen, let's not mention this matter for now. Have you watched the news today?"

Chen He was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said with a smile:

"No, I just woke up not long ago. I had dinner with some people in charge of the movie channel yesterday, so I woke up a little late today."

"..."

Xu Xinxin said, no wonder you are still a director after staying in the factory for almost thirty years.

well……

Without saying any more, he opened the phone and handed it over.

"Look."

"Hey, okay."

When Chen He took the phone, the smile on his face was still there.

But after a second or twenty, when Xu Xin lit a cigarette, his smile disappeared and turned into confusion.

Then, the doubt turned into seriousness.

"Director Xu..."

He raised his head and looked at Xu Xin sitting on the sofa:

"this matter……"

But Xu Xin waved his hand:

"Don't talk about state affairs."

Chen He stopped talking.

In fact, there is no need to discuss this kind of thing.

"Now it's time for us to make some plans."

His words directly settled the matter.

Art has no national boundaries.

That's for sure.

But artists do!

"call……"

After realizing that he was starting to hit his head, Xu Xin quickly took a deep breath.

Although in terms of art, Xu Xin has always been comfortable in these circles.

But...he won't give in on this matter.

After forcing himself to calm down, he thought for a while and asked Su Meng:

"Mengmeng, when will Jesse and the others arrive?"

"This afternoon, Brother Xu."

"..."

After hearing this, Xu Xin's heart sank.

Even a little uneasy.

because……

What he thinks in his heart is actually a kind of unfairness in a different direction to his friends.

but……

"Director Chen, please tell this matter to the leaders of the movie channel."

"All right!"

Chen He nodded subconsciously, but was immediately stopped by Xu Xin.

"Wait a minute."

Then, a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

moment……

"The directors of the crews of "Thousand Arrows Pierce the Heart" and "One Flew Over the Home for the Elderly" have also notified them, letting them know about the news first. And... let everyone be prepared."

Having said this, he paused again.

In fact, it is difficult for him to measure this kind of thing.

What's difficult to measure is not how much he values ​​"Perfect Strangers"'s success at film festivals, or whether he has a high chance of receiving personal honors.

What an international joke...

Although they are both 9A, he doesn't even care about the Shanghai Film Festival, why would he care about Tokyo?

If there was only "Perfect" this time, then as soon as he saw the news, he would make a decision directly without hesitation, even if it was unfair to his Italian friends.

Because this is his country, his home!

He must express his very clear attitude.

Don't even worry about any consequences.

The worst case scenario is that I won’t come here anymore, what can I do?

But the current situation is that it is not only "Perfect Strangers", but also "Thousand Arrows Through the Heart" and "One Flew Over the Home".
To be continued...