Chapter 1450 Hitting the Muzzle

I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it!

It's as if students in the mainland never cared about what was written in Duke Kaishen's diary, and some relics of the Republic of China would not care what the Taizu of this dynasty wrote. Those are all things to ignore!

The result is that the mouth that was still admiring just now will be like a mute. The old woman was speechless by Zhou Qingfeng, completely speechless. Just now she was mocking the mainland for being uneducated, but she was super fucked by someone Bomb to the scum!

"Most of the cultural people in the Republic of China were moaning without illness, whether they were novels or poems, they all had a sense of overseas Chinese. Those literati could not change the world, nor could they change themselves. They could only end up in a sad end."

"Now some people are still clinging to those minor tunes of the Republic of China, but they don't know that the times have changed. It has long been out of fashion to be able to recite a few lines of sour poems and write a few articles. There are always people who live a comfortable life, but others want to Purify the soul, this kind of person is so hypocritical."

"The general trend of the world cannot be stopped by anyone who wants to stop it. Now that the mainland has accumulated enough energy, it is on the verge of eruption. People who are mantising a car may not necessarily die, but it must be a joke."

This cultural exchange meeting reached the second stage, and Zhou Qingfeng directly prevented the old woman from coming to the stage. He speaks extremely harshly, and his sarcastic remarks are not polite at all, and his words are hurting others inside and out.

Lina and the others didn't quite understand what was going on in the poem just now, but they knew very well that Zhou Qingfeng was obviously angry to speak so unceremoniously. Usually, Uncle Zhou always took the knife when he disagreed with each other. Today, it is also a rare spectacle to see him pissing off people.

The old woman turned off completely, but any local film critic in Hong Kong couldn't sit still. He felt that if he didn't say a few more words, the limelight of today's exchange meeting would be taken away by an outsider.

"Mr. Lin, you can't force others to choose a life. You want to live a life of tension and constant promotion, but some people just don't want to.

According to the survey, the pursuit of 70% of French people is the small but steady stream of happiness in daily life. For example, after turning off the mobile phone, spend a whole day in the art gallery with your lover, and then calm down to read a book, or listen to music or something. "

The film critics are getting older, and the big men still pretend to be artistic when they are old. What he portrayed was a picture of petty bourgeoisie, which made many young people at the scene quite yearn for it.

But Zhou Qingfeng immediately said flatly, "After listening to the music, it's time to find a place to have sex, right?"

Ah ha ha ha..., the scene was full of laughter, this picture is even more yearning.

The film critics looked at Zhou Qingfeng in displeasure,

There are only two words rogue in his eyes.

Probably because he felt that he couldn’t talk about artistic abstract concepts with hooligans, the long-haired film critic immediately changed the subject and said, “Mr. Lin, you are a filmmaker from the Mainland. What do you think of the film market in the Mainland?”

"It's a mess." Zhou Qingfeng was blunt about this. "Star remuneration looks like Hollywood, but the film produced is unsightly. A lot of money is spent but the level cannot be adjusted. It is just like the national football team. shame."

As a result, when Zhou Qingfeng told the truth, the film critics who were a few seats away from him immediately turned on the powerful mocking mode. People kept talking about the long-term prosperity of European and American film art, and then talked about the glory of Hong Kong film, and finally ran out of bad films from mainland China.

This is the problem of the system in the Mainland. There is a lot of bad money but no sense of responsibility. If you have some achievements, you are proud. The aesthetic level of the audience is too bad, and the quality of the actors is even worse.

When it came to the end, the long-haired film critic wanted to say it too happily, and shouted as if venting: "If I meet actors from the mainland, I will teach them how to make movies."

Yo huh...?

Everyone looked sideways, all silent, staring at Zhou Qingfeng.

Zhou Qingfeng, who was originally sitting comfortably, scratched his head, stood up helplessly and said, "I'm an actor from the Mainland, what can I tell you?"

Ho..., which film critic looked at Zhou Qingfeng, as if he just knew him. On the contrary, the host of the scene smoothed things over and explained that the long-haired film critics are very senior and experienced, but I am afraid that they don't know much about the new generation of mainland actors.

Naturally, it was impossible to teach on the spot, so Zhou Qingfeng was persuaded to return to his position. However, which film critic didn't take Zhou Qingfeng seriously, and people began to talk about mainland films learning from Europe and the United States, "As an actor, you should work hard. What's the difference between not winning a few awards and being salty fish?"

The host had to remind in a low voice: "Mr. Lin has won the Best Actor Award at the Shanghai Film Festival."

"The Shanghai Film Festival's history is not long enough, its influence is not big enough, the selections are all shady, and its credibility is insufficient." The daily work of film critics is to criticize. stop.

"Have you ever won a Hong Kong film award?"

"No."

"Have you ever won an award at the Tokyo Film Festival?"

"nor."

"Have you ever won an award at the Seoul Film Festival?"

"None more."

After several questions and answers, the host couldn't get in the conversation. In the hall, the quick mouth of the long-haired film critic and Zhou Qingfeng's rolling eyes are attracting people. Several cameras were shooting, and the images of the two were directly placed on the large projection screen in the staircase hall.

This gunpowder-flavored interrogation made nearly 2,000 people at the scene silent. But after all, the majority of people knew the identity of 'Lin Sen', so everyone felt that there was another good show to watch, and they all watched it with gusto.

The long-haired film critic on the stage felt that he was in great shape today, and several consecutive questions seemed to beat the ignorant kid in front of him to the ground.

At the end of the long hair, he also said: "Even winning these Asian film awards is not enough. The real achievement of an actor must be measured by winning the awards of the three major European film festivals.

I personally admire the Cannes Film Festival. In terms of artistic achievements, Cannes awards undoubtedly represent the highest recognition in the industry. Even being nominated for an award is a great honor, but it's a pity that Asian actors are still too weak. "

Speaking of this, the long-haired film critics pointed out Jiangshan and criticized Fang Qiu's carefreeness. And Zhou Qingfeng, who had always been ashamed, suddenly interjected, and asked Changmao: "Uncle, how long have you not watched the news?"

"I never read news about the entertainment industry. I am someone who studies art." Long Mao's face was full of pride, and he didn't forget to say Zhou Qingfeng at the end, "Young people must work hard. If you can get nominated for an award in Cannes , I would like to shine your shoes for you."

Ha..., this is what you hit me with. What is wrong with this, I have to mention Cannes!

I didn't want the Cannes nomination at the beginning.

This time the scene was full of light laughter. Even the host looked helpless, feeling that he had tried his best, but he really couldn't save the situation, and could only watch someone lose face.

Zhou Qingfeng stood up again, walked a few steps to the film critic, and raised one foot.

"Why?" Long Mao looked at Zhou Qingfeng's shoes, glared at Zhou Qingfeng and said angrily.

"Shoeshine!" Zhou Qingfeng would not save face for the other party if he hurt others like this. He picked his chin, "Don't break your word if you say it yourself."

"Why?"

"I was nominated for Best Actor at this year's Cannes Film Festival!"

"You were nominated for Best Actor at Cannes?"

Do it yourself!

Looking at Lin Sen's shoes in front of him, the long-haired film critic was also dumbfounded. How could it be possible for a thought to go back and forth in his mind? Were the judges at the Cannes Film Festival hit by a collective mental retardation? To nominate the best actor to this kid in front of him? !

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