Chapter 432 Promotion and Premiere
Chapter 432 Promotion and Premiere
For the next few days, Fu Yibai hardly left the villa.
Scarlett and Anne poured all the passion they had accumulated throughout the year onto him.
During the day, the three of them would snuggle on the sofa to watch movies. Scarlett would rest her head on his left leg, and Annie on his right. Halfway through the movie, someone would always start touching him, and then no one would watch the movie anymore.
Needless to say, at night the bed sheets in the master bedroom were changed again and again, and the dryer in the laundry room was almost never stopped.
Fan Binbin turned a blind eye to this.
She went to Charter Pictures these past few days to finalize the Vogue cover shoot with Margaret, and then went to the Beverly Hills shopping mall to buy a bunch of gifts for the women in her family.
Zhang Xinyu accompanied them throughout the entire process, occasionally acting as a translator and sometimes as a photographer.
The promotional period officially began on October 20th.
Fu Yibai's schedule was packed to the brim.
He took Fan Binbin and Matthew on five stand-up comedy shows back-to-back.
Magazine interviews were interspersed between the talk shows.
Fan Binbin's schedule is also packed.
Hailed as "the most dazzling screen face in the East" in The Hollywood Reporter's women's feature, the cover shoot for Vogue US's November issue took a full day.
By the end of October, Interstellar's North American anticipation ranking had risen from second to first.
"Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1" was the undisputed champion of November, but Hollywood media began to describe "Interstellar" as "the only dark horse that can challenge Harry Potter".
Margaret told Fu Yibai in a phone call that the pre-sale box office had exceeded $120 million, and the number of screens in North American theaters had increased from the originally planned 3,800 to 4,500.
November 5, TCL Chinese Theatre in Hollywood.
At 4 p.m., the media area barriers were already erected on both sides of the Avenue of Stars.
Long lenses and cameras lined up all the way to the theater entrance, while drones hovered overhead. The fan zones on both sides of the red carpet were packed with movie fans holding up light boards and posters.
Fu Yibai and Fan Binbin's black extended Lincoln came to a stop at the starting point of the red carpet.
The car door opened, and Fu Yibai got out first.
Fan Binbin leaned out of the car.
The flashes from the cameras on both sides of the red carpet instantly turned the area into daylight.
Today she wore a dark blue gradient starry sky dress, with hand-sewn crystals on the hem flowing like a galaxy under the flashlights.
Her long hair was pulled back, revealing her slender neck and a pair of understated pearl earrings.
She took Fu Yibai's arm and smiled slightly at the cameras on both sides.
"Fan Binbin! Look this way!"
"Director Fu! Director Fu!"
Shouts in Chinese and English mingled together, and the clicking of camera shutters was so frequent that there was no discernible interval.
The red carpet host introduced them in an exaggerated tone: "Next on the red carpet is—Fu Yibai, director of 'Interstellar,' and his leading lady, Fan Binbin! This top director from China will take us through a wormhole with his lens tonight!"
Fu Yibai and Fan Binbin walked along the red carpet, stopping every few steps to allow the media to take photos.
Matthew McConaughey was already waiting in the middle of the red carpet.
He was wearing a dark blue suit, his beard was neatly trimmed, and he opened his arms when he saw Fu Yibai.
"pay!"
The two hugged.
"Matthew, your beard almost pricked me."
Matthew laughed and turned to shake hands with Fan Binbin.
The three of them took a photo together on the red carpet, and then walked into the theater together.
The interior of the theater is decorated more elaborately than the exterior.
A giant poster of "Interstellar" hangs on the dome, and a huge black hole pattern is illuminated from behind, creating a visually stunning effect that makes people look up and stop in their tracks.
Waiters carrying champagne weaved through the crowd, and the rest areas on both sides were already full of people.
As soon as Fu Yibai entered the hall, he was stopped by an elderly man with white hair.
"Fu, I'm so glad to finally meet you."
The old man stretched out his hand; his palm was broad and strong.
"I am James Cameron."
Fu Yibai shook hands with him.
"Director Cameron, I've heard so much about you."
The two chatted for almost ten minutes.
Cameron has given high praise to Yi Bai's works over the past few years.
"If you have the chance, I'd like to invite you to visit my production company."
Cameron said.
"We are developing a new underwater filming system, which you might be interested in."
"must."
As soon as Cameron left, a middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses approached with a champagne glass in his hand.
Christopher Nolan.
"Fu, it's been a long time."
The two shook hands.
Nolan and Fu Yibai exchanged pleasantries for a few minutes, after which several other producers and directors came over to say hello.
They were full of praise for Yi Bai's achievements in Hollywood over the past few years.
The way these people looked at him was a mixture of admiration, curiosity, and a subtle sense of awe.
A Chinese director, without the backing of a major Hollywood studio, has built his own film empire in North America—something that has never happened in Hollywood's 100-year history.
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