Movie Master

Chapter 172 The First Golden Man

Lance felt that his muscles were slightly sore. He raised his right leg and placed it on the knee of his left leg. He slightly adjusted his sitting posture so that his body could relax a little, but he soon discovered that the sitting posture was not the reason. Heartbeat is. The heart seems to be beating in the magma. Every time it falls, it will be stimulated to the extreme, and then it will explode suddenly, soaring into the sky, and when it falls again, it can't catch any clinging objects by waving its hands vigorously. It can only let the earth Gravity dragged him down forcefully.

Lance leaned gracefully on the back of the chair, his left hand rested naturally and relaxed on the knee of his right leg, his thumb rubbed against the pad of his middle finger at an extremely slow speed, the rough friction could not stop the uncontrolled beating of the heart, But at least he could keep his breathing steady, preventing others from seeing the turmoil and restlessness in his heart.

He wants the statuette, and he doesn't hide his ambitions, and he's been working toward that goal since filming City of God. Even though he knows that he still has many shortcomings, this is only his first attempt at the position of director; The first journey to the Oscars... But, he wanted the statuette more urgently than ever!

The thumb of the left hand paused, pinching the soft pulp of the index finger fiercely, as if all the tension in the whole body was gathered at this point of leverage, breathing, heartbeat, blood, gaze...all at this moment Still, looking at the red envelope in Charlize's hand without moving.

The winner of the Best Foreign Language Film at the 76th Oscars is... Charlize's voice echoed throughout the Kodak Theater through the sound system, and the extremely tense air felt as if a hot breath could directly When it is ignited and detonated, all moving objects are slowed down by a thousand times, and even the lights on the stage have turned into gurgling streams, delicately depicting the moving trajectory in the pupils. Charlize's hoarse voice with a bit of laziness rubbed against the air to create a charming charm, her plump lips curled slightly, and a charming smile gradually bloomed in the light.

'City of God,' Brazil.

boom!

The empty grip of Lance's left hand was slowly firmed, and then all the strength in his body was released in an instant. The left fist trembled uncontrollably because of too much force, and his heart burst open, like thousands of fireworks blooming at the same time. Unbelievable joy erupted from the depths of his soul, every pore on his body opened, happily embracing the restlessness and heat in the air, enjoying the beauty of this moment to the fullest.

It worked!

From the stage of Sundance to the stage of Oscars, this journey seems so short, but it is full of thorns and difficulties, but he finally reached this destination smoothly. Although this is only one part of a long journey, it is the most important beginning.

A good start is half the battle, and he did.

Once, Li Jin stood in front of the washbasin in the bathroom at midnight. Everyone was off work, and he was the only one left to continue working overtime. Looking at his haggard self in the mirror, he was a little dazed. He didn't know what he was doing. What, just doing nothing to make a living, those dreams, those enthusiasms, those youths are exhausted in the day-to-day life, and he has gradually become a mediocre member of the society, honestly restraining those unreasonable things. Practical ideas, restraining those wanton lights, and then step by step in the way society expects - work, buy a house, get married, have children, raise children, die... You can see eighty when you stand at the age of twenty. the end of the year.

Once, Lancelot sat on a bench in a subway station at three o'clock in the morning, waiting for the arrival of the next subway. In the empty subway station, besides him, there were homeless people sheltering from the wind under the bench, looking at the sky in Manhattan. The dark blue sky was hazy and fuzzy under the sleepless lights, he was a little tired, he doubted that his persistence was futile, he suspected that his efforts were in vain, he doubted that his dreams were worthless at all. He originally thought that Li Jin's reluctance would find an answer, but he didn't. He could only be like an ant, busy day and night, running around, working hard, but only for the sake of making a living. His dream will never find an exit in the dark sewer of Manhattan... His persistence is so ridiculous in the eyes of others; his dream is just a joke that is not funny.

Now, he is sitting in the big red chair of the Kodak Theater to attend the 76th Academy Awards Ceremony. His first screenplay and directed work is on the stage of the Oscars, in the eyes of more than 50 million people in the United States. Relying on his strength, he has won his recognition!

Bitterness and fear danced on the tip of his tongue. For a moment, he worried that all this was just his dream. After closing his eyes and opening them again, he would find that he was still on the subway in New York, taking the late-night train back to Beijing. In that tiny apartment in Brooklyn. That powerful fear made his heart tremble violently, almost making him lose control of his emotions.

Lance clenched his fists and thumped his knees hard, paused for a moment, then lifted up quickly again, and fell down quickly. At the last moment, he suddenly pulled back and thumped lightly. The tense muscles all over his body were just It landed on the knee lightly like a feather...followed by another stroke...the soreness of the nose was slowly suppressed deep in the heart, then loosened the fist, and slowly released the force, all the tense emotions dissipated in the air In the middle, he exhaled lightly, with a modest and calm smile on the corner of his mouth, stood up from the chair, and saluted the polite applauding people around him with a smile.

This is his stage; this is his moment!

Lance turned around, and saw Ryan's tight face. Although Ryan was doing his best to keep calm, his shoulders, which had become stiff due to too tight, revealed the turmoil in his heart. Lance raised his chin slightly, and the corners of his mouth drew a shallow arc. With a bit of contempt in his disdain, he stabbed at Ryan sharply and successfully, successfully provoking Ryan's sensitive nerves—Ryan's hands clenched tightly. He grabbed the armrest, suppressing the possibility of his emotions leaking out, but even so, it didn't help much, the violent chest heaving betrayed his true state.

Lance just paused on Ryan for a moment, then glanced over, and then saw Tucker who was slumped in the chair weakly, and Jason who lowered his head with a vague expression. The deadly and silent atmosphere was in stark contrast to the previous one.

The arc of Lance's mouth rose again. This cat-and-mouse game has just begun. I hope his group of best friends won't let him down—if the opponent's combat power is so crippled, he will lose a thousand miles in less than one round. That would be so boring.

Looking back, Lance nodded politely to Peter Weir, Sofia Coppola, Clint Eastwood, Peter Jackson and others, and then walked towards the stage with a calm pace.

Sophia, who had already returned to her seat, looked at the man in front of her with mixed eyes. She couldn't tell what the emotion on the tip of her tongue was like, but she just moved her hands and locked on Lance intently. She originally thought that the man would cast a gaze to hide his deep meaning, but she was disappointed. Lance just nodded politely, and then his gaze fell to Clint next to him, like a dragonfly on water, without any extra pause.

The empty emotion in her chest made Sophia a little uncomfortable.

Lance walked onto the stage in a calm and gentlemanly manner, and then Charlize walked up to him and gave him a warm hug. At this time, Lance really saw the South African diamond in front of him clearly. His exquisite and elegant face carried a heroic posture, and the charm of his gestures made people unable to take his eyes off.

Congratulations, I personally like your work very much, and I am very much looking forward to the release of 'The Day After Tomorrow'. Charlize whispered in Lance's ear, and then laughed brightly.

Lance looked at Charlize in surprise. Although it was said that he won the best foreign language film statuette, there was no standing ovation under the stage, and everyone just applauded politely to express etiquette. This is the essential difference between the best foreign language film and the best film - here is America, the Oscars are America's Oscars. However, Charlize's congratulations were clearly not polite words.

Charlize raised her eyebrows slightly, and raised the little golden man in her hand.

Lance raised his hand in embarrassment, and teased with a chuckle, I think my spirit should still be on the chair. This made Charlize's smile brighter, and Lance took over from Charlize. Holding his trophy, he spread his hands again, I hope to see you on this stage again in a while. After speaking, Lance walked towards the microphone, and Charlize stayed where she was for a while, before she understood this sentence The meaning of the words made him look at Lance more.

Lance stood in front of the microphone, first let out a breath, and then said into the microphone, Please give me a moment, let me take a good look at this trophy, God knows how jealous I was of Peter Jackson just now Crew. With just one sentence, everyone at the scene burst into laughter, and Lance completed two things of self-deprecation and ridicule without compromising, and the reaction on the scene was even more sensational than when Charlize announced the winner just now.

Lance lowered his head and lightly weighed the little golden man in his hand. The trophy, which he had seen countless times on the computer screen and TV screen, was heavier than he imagined, with its smooth curves and cold The touch made the palm involuntarily tightened, and he used the palm to feel every detail of the trophy.

Until now, when the weight of the statuette in his heart was conveyed so clearly and truly, Lance was able to be sure: This is not a dream, he won the award, he stood on the Oscar stage and won the award, he won the prize of his life The first statuette!

True and beautiful, happy and fulfilling.

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