After being slag, I became popular in the entertainment industry

Looking intently at Chen Zhiwen's face, Zhan Mingyu felt in a daze.

When he was in Huaguo, he had been following Chen Zhiwen's every move.

He obviously didn't collect anything intentionally, but his fingers always inadvertently slid across the relevant news related to Chen Zhiwen.

But now, in this brightly lit meeting place, just quietly looking at Chen Zhiwen's face, he felt a sense of trembling rising from the depths of his soul.

As if just looking at him quietly, he was satisfied.

"Can I...can I sit beside you, Chen Zhiwen?"

Zhan Mingyu's voice was soft and slow, as if afraid of disturbing him accidentally.

Chen Zhiwen looked up at him, raised his eyebrows, and just about to say something, Augustine Kevin next to him smiled rudely.

As a director of Morgan Films, Augustine Kevin is naturally not ordinary to be able to step on a group of people from the shareholders' meeting after his father's death.

He had known Zhan Mingyu before, and as a person who had intersected with his father, Augustine Kevin knew that Zhan Mingyu had an unpredictable heart, and at this moment he was actually somewhat hostile.

"Wow, I'm so sorry, but someone is already sitting on the left of my dear Chen..."

Augustine Kevin smiled slightly, and spoke every word softly and elegantly. He glanced at the directors James Johnson and Cheryl of the photography team sitting on the other side of Chen Zhiwen, and said in a meaningful tone, "Of course, if you want to Squeezing out that green-eyed kid, I don't mind."

After hearing this, Cheryl's exquisite eyebrows and eyes were slightly frowned, and a bit of displeasure flashed across.

Immediately afterwards, he hid this emotion very well.

The young man immediately lifted his straight chin, and the curvature of the jawline looked very beautiful.

When he turned his head slightly, his pursed lips were very close to Chen Zhiwen's earlobe, as if a soft kiss would fall on Chen Zhiwen's earlobe in the next second.

But he has always maintained that distance.

The young man with a delicate face lowered his head, restraining the green light that looked like a wolf cub shining in his pupils, with a somewhat pitiful charm.

"I want to sit with you, Chen, no one will give me such a sense of security except you."

"Can you...don't drive me away."

"Just like that day when you invited me to the crew of Life Like Summer Flowers, let me be by your side."

——This brat...? !

——I'm afraid I have spent my whole life of acting skills in this kind of appearance of pretending to be pitiful and weak... Do you think my dear Chen will accept this kind of trick?

Seeing this scene, Augustine Kevin felt a lump in his heart, and Zhan Mingyu, who was standing in front of Chen Zhiwen, also stopped abruptly, squinting, staring at the delicate-faced young man, with a deep displeasure in his eyes .

"I'm seeking Chen Zhiwen's opinion, not yours."

Zhan Mingyu's face turned cold, and he looked at the two people guarding Chen Zhiwen with a hint of hostility.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

As a well-known director in the Chinese circle, Zhan Mingyu was a little surprised when many people saw him go to Chen Zhiwen's side, and focused their attention on it.

And this arrogant director, who already had a certain reputation, lowered his head slightly at this moment in the eyes of everyone.

Zhan Mingyu's acting skills are really not very good. He looked at Chen Zhiwen with such a gentle and straightforward gaze, even with a hint of fiery enthusiasm. It was completely different from his previous image of Qingmingyue, which easily made people feel a little bit reverie.

——This Zhan Mingyu...does he know the director who has been in the limelight in Licheng recently?

On such an occasion, Chen Zhiwen didn't feel embarrassed at all.

He just casually raised his legs and looked at Zhan Mingyu with a faint emotion in his eyes.

And inexplicably, Zhan Mingyu felt a painful twitch in his heart after being scanned by such indifferent eyes.

He could even faintly feel that when Chen Zhiwen just looked at Augustine Kevin, and even the staff around him, although there was a playful look in his eyes, it was different from the way he looked at himself.

"As Cheryl said, this is the seat owned by the staff of "Luo Shui"...Zhan Mingyu, there is no suitable seat for you here."

The young man in front of him said lightly that there was nothing reflected in those eyes that seemed to have been meticulously traced by a Renaissance painter.

"You'd better sit with your friend, Zhan Mingyu."

- This is not for you.

——There will be no place for you by his side.

At that moment, Zhan Mingyu clenched his fingers tightly.

It was as if I had returned to the afternoon at the Yanjing Film Academy, how I looked at Chen Zhiwen with contempt and disdain, thinking that he was just a beautiful woman, and even persuaded him to apologize to Li Changyan quickly, change the evil and return to the right, don't just because of a moment I couldn't bear to find something about the top package of **, stubbornly refused to admit my mistake, and delayed my film and television future.

His heart felt a bit dull.

Even if Chen Zhiwen is willing to give him face because he is also a French director, and talk to him a few words, he also knows...some things are irreversible if done wrong.

It can only be filled with the memories of a lifetime.

But after all, it is difficult to calm down.

But he still wanted to try, even just this time.

Zhan Mingyu slowly pushed his glasses, he could faintly feel the eyes of the people around him as if they were watching a good show, but he smiled lightly at Chen Zhiwen indifferently.

"I'm sorry to bother you this time, but I'll wait... If this is the price I should pay, I'll be happy with it."

His smiling appearance, coupled with his rather handsome brows and eyes, made no one have the heart to refuse.

"After the awards show, I just wish you'd say it like a text message, give me a chance to talk, please."

"It's just a chance to talk, a chance for me to personally apologize to you... that's enough."

Zhan Mingyu nodded slightly to Chen Zhiwen, and left slowly before Oleka's grand meeting was about to start.

There is an unconcealable loneliness in the back, but still firm.

Cheryl frowned.

Although Chen Zhiwen is relatively young among all the people who have a crush on Chen Zhiwen, his childhood background of scars made him very clearly aware of the hidden regrets in this person's heart and the deeper feelings that surged in his heart. The alarm bell went off.

Cheryl looked at Chen Zhiwen, hesitated for a moment, and asked softly, "Director Chen, why does he insist on sitting next to you? He just said that... Has he done anything to offend you before?"

Chen Zhiwen glanced at Zhan Mingyu's back lightly.

Under the magnificent Oleka hall, after almost all the participants were seated, his abrupt back was a bit pitiful, like a homeless stray dog.

The beautiful fingers were intertwined, and the corners of the mouth slightly evoked a smile.

Chen Zhiwen said something meaningful.

"Perhaps, it's because of regret that I lost the opportunity to make friends with each other."

——Whether it is the possibility of becoming a friend in the director's world or further developing into a lover, it is included in it.

After all, for a man like Chen Zhiwen who is demanding and has a bad taste, although he is willing to play with other people's feelings and flirt with others, it doesn't mean that he will easily lower his gaze.

There are people who are willing to develop a further relationship with him, so why bother to sleep with someone who once thought his character was questionable?

And at this moment, the lights in the lobby of the Fan Luohua Hotel shook suddenly, and hundreds of cameras started running at the same time, shooting towards the star-studded auditorium and the center of the stage.

Oleka's awards ceremony is about to begin.

A man with a chiseled face walked up, with light stubble on his jaw line, wearing a signature black top hat and black bow tie. It was Bruno, a comic actor well-known in the oleka film and television circle.

The other person is his partner, an old director who also likes to shoot funny dramas. The old man is very old, but he still happily presides over this awards ceremony.

Bruno's smile was contagious, he immediately warmed up the scene, and exaggeratedly said, "Wow, hello everyone, welcome to the 31st Oleica Awards Ceremony."

Those present laughed and applauded.

As if complaining, he tried to pull the half-person-high fixed microphone in the center of the venue, and said helplessly, "The people in the Oleka organizing committee are really too much. They didn't approve of funny films, but they invited me over again." As a host... God, I have never won the honor of best actor!"

Bruno's eyes were wide open, he looked at the camera, and said dissatisfiedly, "Over the years, I have only been nominated once, which is not fair! Since they really recognize my funny ability, why are they in so many This year's awards ceremony, won't you give me the title of Best Actor?"

The old man next to him said cheerfully, "This is the charm of the Oscars. Their judging criteria are not limited to who can make the audience find it funny."

"Fuck his standards."

The host wearing a high hat rolled his eyes, "If it weren't for the super high global ratings every year, I wouldn't have come...Damn it, I wouldn't admit that I'm actually very jealous."

Bruno was obviously just joking, warming up the scene, making everyone in the film and television circles laugh.

Everyone knows that Oleika is the selection committee with the highest status and value in the world, and it is a sacred place in the hearts of countless people in the film and television industry.

The ratings and network play rates that still dominate various film festivals every year also illustrate this point.

Not all audiences in other countries are willing to stand in front of a live broadcast room with a poor signal without subtitles.

After such laughter, the two hosts on the stage began to announce awards one after another in an orderly manner.

Considering the ratings, Oleika's awards ceremony did not award important awards at the beginning, such as the best soundtrack, best editing and so on.

Chen Zhiwen applauded, with a calm expression on his face.

He naturally knew that in this awards ceremony, the possibility of himself winning the award was very slim, so he didn't expect too much.

But squatting in front of the live broadcast, many people became nervous as one award after another was read.

Among them are Chen Zhiwen's most loyal fans.

And when the award for the best screenplay was about to be announced, their hearts were in their throats.

Because they know that this is the award that Chen Zhiwen is most likely to win.

No one can deny the stunning and eye-catching adaptation of "Luo Shui". In one fell swoop, it changed from an act of acquiescence to a crime against lian. .

"It must be a frog...it must be a frog..."

Many fans of Chen Zhiwen silently recited in their hearts.

When the host on the stage smiled and shouted "Born at the wrong time", everyone's heart tightened suddenly, followed by a wordless loss.

In the auditorium, a middle-aged man in a blue suit stood up, with tears in his eyes. When the other guests of the crew hugged him and congratulated him, the fans couldn't help but feel sad. nod.

——Age...how sad, this is an unchanging rule in almost all awards ceremonies at the Oscars.

——No one can break the restrictions of the rules, because almost all directors have accumulated experience under the imprint of time like strong wine from their unknown youth.

——There is no one like Chen Zhiwen. When he first appeared, his amazing talent and talent seemed to be self-taught, as if he didn't need to accumulate lessons from one failed movie after another to figure it out.

Therefore, when such contradictions arise, they will feel particularly unwilling.

"But I really think that this award should belong to the frog." A fan whispered.

"It's okay, there are other awards. I didn't win the best screenplay and best editing... Isn't it possible to win the best picture?" Others comforted.

Some Chen Zhiwen fans could only smile wryly after hearing this.

——Even the best screenplay, the award that both domestic and foreign media agreed that Chen Zhiwen had the only chance to win, did not win, so how could it be possible for the best film?

——That's the second best director award!It is equivalent to an affirmation of a crew!

Thinking about it, most people just took it as a comforting word of comfort, and after they finished speaking, they watched the live broadcast room silently, with a bit of soreness in their hearts.

The atmosphere gradually improved, and when the second-to-last award was read, that is, the best picture, the old man standing at the awards ceremony suddenly paused——

Those slightly raised amber eyes glanced at the crowd below inadvertently. In the "Luoshui" crew where Chen Zhiwen was, he paused for a moment, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

——I really didn't expect... this year's Oscar awards ceremony would have such an upset.

After taking the envelope handed over by the staff, he gently opened it. Bruno, who was wearing a black top hat, just like before, elongated his tone slightly, chanting the names of directors one after another.

"The winner of the 30th Academy Award for Best Picture is—"

On the screen, the faces of the four crew members sitting on the scene danced in real time.

Among them, Chen Zhiwen was the one who stood out the most. Even if he hadn't won the only possible best script before, the expression on his face was still calm, with a charming elegance, calm and unbearable. Live in your heart to have a good impression.

On the other hand, among the previous media speculations, "The Last Lecture" had the best chance of winning the best picture. The crew members stood up nervously, expecting the host to read the name of their movie, and they even had Get ready to celebrate.

In the midst of everyone's attention, the host Bruno suddenly paused and read out the name——

""Luo Shui"!"

And when they heard these two words, everyone present was slightly shocked, a look of disbelief flashed across their faces, and they even wondered if they heard it wrong.

——What... "Luo Shui"?It turned out to be "Luoshui"!