Chapter 473

Throughout the first semester of the freshman year, Xiao Yao also participated in the new year's Party of Donghai satellite TV. The rehearsal and official performance were on the weekend before New Year's day. Whether it's learning to make musical instruments, or shooting MV and video, it's also using our spare time. Since this semester, Xiao Yao seems to have done a lot of things, but he hasn't asked for leave from school and delayed his class. So in the final exam, Xiao Yao once again got the first grade in the whole department. He didn't fail to live up to his title of number one scholar, and let his name of Xueba shout louder among the students.

After the final exam, the school began to have winter vacation. Xiao Yao didn't delay much in Shencheng either. The day after finishing the final exam, he flew back to Yanjing by plane.

"Mom and Dad! I'm back. " Back at home after a few months away, Xiao Yao cried aloud, feeling a little excited.

Since Xiao Yao had an agent, he no longer asked his parents to meet him at the airport. Xiao Siqi and Ye Jiaying, who knew that their son came back today, were waiting at home.

"The son is back." Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Xiao Siqi and Ye Jiaying immediately welcomed them happily.

"Let's show mom whether she's fat or thin." Ye Jiaying first took Xiao Yao to look up and down, then nodded with satisfaction and said, "it's good. It's stronger."

"You don't know. I've been able to take care of myself since I was a child. You don't have to worry about whether I'm fat or thin." Xiao Yao said to Ye Jiaying with a smile.

Xiao Siqi glared at Xiao Yao and said, "you boy, don't mention the weekend. Even if you don't go home during the National Day holiday, it's five months since you left. Your mother hasn't seen you for such a long time, so she won't have a good look."

"During the National Day holiday, I was learning to play musical instruments with people? It's a matter of fact. I didn't come back after playing around in Shencheng. " Xiao Yao said to Xiao Siqi, "by the way, did you receive that hand dish? Is it fun?"

"Fun," Xiao Siqi immediately distracted by Xiao Yao and said, "but after I saw your performance on Donghai satellite TV, I found that my way of playing that was far worse than you. Is there any trick or something? Let's go, let's go to the piano room. Give me guidance. " Say, want to let Xiao Yao go to Qin room with oneself.

"As soon as my son came back, you took him to the piano room?" Ye Jiaying reaches out and knocks off Xiao Siqi's hand holding Xiao Yao's arm. She angrily says, "don't you ask your son if he's eating? Tired or not, do you want to rest? So my son said since he was a child that your father is unreliable. "

"It's OK. The flight time from Shencheng to Yanjing is only two hours. I'm not tired. I don't need to rest. I've had lunch on the plane." Xiao Yao shook his head with a smile.

"What's good about the things on the plane? Why don't I make some dumplings for you?" Ye Jiaying said, "I know you want to come back. I made dumplings for you yesterday. They were frozen in the refrigerator."

"No, save it for the evening." Xiao Yao said, "I'm not picky about food. I've finished the plane meal. Now I'm not hungry at all."

"Well, I'll save it for the evening." Ye Jiaying said, "since you are not hungry or tired, please sit down and have a drink. I have something to ask you." With that, Ye Jiaying presses Xiao Yao on the sofa in the living room and sits down.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Yao's strange way.

"What's the matter with your short film" tuner " Ye Jiaying asked, "during the summer vacation, I found so many people, engaged in so many battles, and finished shooting so actively. When you set out to go to school in Shencheng, didn't you say that the post production was in progress and you took it to Shencheng to finish the post production? Now it's five months. Is the post production of your short film finished? Why is there no movement? Have you eaten it? "

"Short film?" Xiao Yao said with a smile, "it's done in the later period, it's done early. The first month of school was military training, and computers were not allowed in the barracks. Later in October, when I learned to make musical instruments, I finished it in the evening. I kept it all the time and didn't send it out. "

"Why don't you hide it? Didn't you say it was posted on the Internet after shooting? " Ye Jiaying said strangely.

"Hair is still hair, but I don't want to hair like that." Xiao Yao said, "I'm going to send it to Clement Ferran for exhibition, so that this short film will have a heavyweight appearance, which will be shown to professionals first, and then spread to the Internet for ordinary viewers and netizens to watch for free."

"What is clement Ferrand?" One side of Xiao Siqi asked.

"Clement Ferrand is a city in France." Ye Jiaying said, "but Bayi is talking about the Clement Ferrand International Short Film Festival held in Clement Ferrand." With that, Ye Jiaying turned to Xiao Yao and said, "Clement Ferrand International Short Film Festival is known as" short film Cannes ". Are you so confident in this short film?"

"Cannes"? What a cow? " Xiao Siqi was also surprised. As a musician, he didn't know Clement Ferrand, but he knew the famous Cannes International Film Festival.

In the eyes of many film workers, "Cannes" represents the highest honor of film art. Its status not only surpasses the Venice International Film Festival and Berlin International Film Festival, which are the three major European film festivals, but also surpasses the Oscar in the United States, which is only more commercial and famous, but far less artistic. There are two actors in the family, and Ye Jiaying always takes Cannes as her goal. Xiao Siqi naturally has a good understanding of Cannes. Can be called "so and so Cannes", in Xiao Siqi think, it is also a very strong existence.In fact, "Clement Ferrand International Short Film Festival" is indeed a very strong presence. As before, "Clement Ferrand International Film Festival", founded in 1979, is the first short film festival in the world and one of the most famous short film festivals in the world. Every year, more than 2000 short films from more than 70 countries and regions all over the world take part in the election. Among them, about 120 selected films will compete for more than 20 awards, with a total of more than 500000 francs. Although the prize is nothing in the eyes of the film festival, it is also a material reward for a short film. Of course, the most important thing is that it is also in France. It really has the reputation of "Cannes". Ye Jiaying didn't seal it by herself.

"Of course I have confidence." Xiao Yao said with a smile, "with so many of your outstanding Chinese actors, I have to find a gorgeous stage for this short film. It's not a waste of your luxurious lineup. When I was in Shencheng, I had already sent the short film to the candidates through a French cultural agency. They are specialized in this and have a certain level of appreciation. According to their opinions after watching this short film, they are not sure whether they will win the prize, but as the last 120 selected films, it is still very promising to be shown in the film festival. "

"You mean you're going to France again in March?" Ye Jiaying asked.

"It's hard to say now. It's the stage of collection and evaluation. The results of 120 shortlisted works won't be released until the end of February. If this short film can really be shortlisted, I will ask for leave to go to Clement Ferrand in March." Xiao Yao said with a smile, "do you want to go to France together then?"

"We'll wait until now," said Ye anxiously. "Now, you'd better show me the finished short film. I haven't seen it yet."

"I have it in my laptop." Xiao Yao got up and said, "I'll connect it to the big TV in the living room."

"All right, let's go." Ye Jiaying looked at Xiao Yao walking to his luggage at the door, and then called Xiao Siqi, "Siqi, help Bayi, help him turn on the TV, and the cable."

"Dad, no cable. My computer and our TV can be connected wirelessly. Just turn on the TV for me." Xiao Yaobian takes out the notebook computer from the bag and shouts to Xiao Siqi.

"Oh, good." Xiao Siqi subconsciously agreed, and then suddenly looked at Ye Jiaying and said, "no, it's clearly that I played handdisc in Bayi's piano room first. How could it be that he played a short film for you all of a sudden. By the way, don't you mean that your son is hungry or tired, and do you want to rest? "

"I care about it all." Ye Jiaxin naturally said with a smile, "Bayi said he was not hungry, not tired, and didn't need to rest. I asked him to show me a short film."

"But why do I think something is wrong?" Xiao Siqi scratched his head.

"What's right?" Ye Jiaying waved her hand and said, "there's a whole winter vacation on August 1. When can't you play musical instruments? Let's watch his short film with me first. Although it's a short film, it's also our son's first film, and it's going to hit international professional awards. Which is more important than playing musical instruments with you? "

"Let mom watch the video first," Xiao Yao came to Xiao Siqi with his laptop in his arms. "It's only ten minutes anyway. After watching it, I'll teach you how to play handdisc. Since childhood, you have taught me how to play musical instruments. It's rare that I can teach you, and I'm looking forward to it. "

"Don't you want to be your father's teacher, that's why you invented this new musical instrument?" Xiao Siqi looks at Xiao Yaodao.

"Guess what?" Xiao Yao smiles, connects the notebook and TV together, opens the video file inside, turns around and sits down on the sofa with Ye Jiaying.

What else did Xiao Siqi want to say? It can be seen that the sound of piano and Xiao Yao's white voice are playing on TV. The film has already started playing. He closes his mouth, sits down on the sofa beside the two women and watches with them.

After watching Xiao Yao's short film, Ye Jiaying and Xiao Siqi are still sitting on the sofa.

"What do you think?" Xiao Yao turns to his parents and asks them for their opinions.

"Great Ye Jiaying nodded with a smile and said to Xiao Yao, "I agree with that culture agency. If there is no accident, you should be able to enter the shortlist of the last 120 short films of Clement Ferrand. It seems that you really need to prepare the ticket to France."

"Thank you for your compliment." Xiao Yao said with a smile.

Ye Jiaying has seen Xiao Yao's short film script, and she is also an actor. She knows Xiao Yao's short film relatively well, but she has not seen the finished product of the final post production. Comparatively speaking, Xiao Siqi was more shocked than Ye Jiaying. Looking at Xiao Yao in disbelief, he said, "is this what you wrote, directed and played?"

"Yes." Xiao Yao nodded and said, "although I've made some mistakes, it's obvious that the main character is me. Can you see that? As for the screenwriter and director, of course, it's all me. My grandfather and mother took part in the performance, but they all watched it with their own eyes. What's wrong with that? ""No! I mean, how did you come up with the script? " Xiao Siqi is a musician, not a film and television professional, so like ordinary audiences, he focuses on the plot. "How can there be so many dark sides in the plot, such as peeping, transvesting, exposure, stars living in dog kennels, and murderers who kill their wives? It's not as sunny as the song you wrote. Is that really good? "

"Cut ~" after listening to Xiao Siqi say so much, they got such an evaluation. Ye Jiaying and Xiao Yao rolled their eyes together.

"Let's go and play handball." Xiao Yao gets up to collect the computer, goes to the door to pick up his luggage, greets Xiao Siqi, and takes the lead to the piano room upstairs, directly ignoring Xiao Siqi's problem.

"Hey, you boy!" Xiao Siqi followed Xiao Yao upstairs and asked, "and are you dead?"

"What are you saying? What do you mean, is your son dead? " Then Ye Jiaying, who also went upstairs, beat Xiao Siqi discontentedly, angry and strange.

"No, I asked if the character he played died in the end. Did Mr. Tian shoot the nail gun in his hand?" Xiao Siqi turns to ask Ye Jiaying.

"It's an open ending," said Ye, not very angry. "Think about it yourself."

"Dead!" The voice of Xiao Yao, who had already gone upstairs, floated down.