Best Actor

    "Beautiful place, I don't know if I can go in at this time every year in the next few years." In front of the door, Sean looked up at this very linear door and sighed softly.

    This newly completed theater on Xinguang Avenue is not far from the Chinese Theater, but it is different from the retro style, with a full sense of lines and a more modern atmosphere. Year of the Oscars. Obviously, the previous rumor should be true, and the Film Academy intends to hold all award ceremonies here in the future.

    Unfortunately, Sean knew that in about another ten years, Kodak, which was named after it, would go bankrupt, and the award ceremony of the Film Academy would definitely be affected at that time. By the way, what is the name of the title after that? Dolby or Duke? But what does this have to do with me? who cares.

    "It's very imposing, isn't it?" A somewhat familiar voice sounded in my ears, and at the same time, there were shouts coming from outside.

    "Yes, a very fancy door," Shawn shrugged and looked at each other. "It's a pleasure to see you here, George."

    “Me too, Sean,” George Clooney gave him a high-five with a smile. “How does it feel to be one of the first to attend the awards ceremony at the Kodak Theater?”

    "It's hard to describe," Sean sighed. "You know, I didn't come here as a nominee, but I did."

    "Worried, you will be nominated again, sooner or later," Clooney smiled and patted his shoulder, "will come here every year."

    It seems that he heard the muttering before, but Sean didn't take it to heart, just smiled: "Thank you, George."

    The other party smiled, and then walked inside first, while Sean let out a long breath, turned his head to look at the red carpet outside, and those who were still walking on it, accepting cheers and reporters The entanglement of famous people, shrugged again. When he walked the red carpet just now, although there were a lot of flashing lights, the cheers were not so loud. Obviously, he was better than Clooney and the others. Somewhat worse.

    But what does it matter? Catching up or even surpassing them is not a far-fetched thing. Just look at Clooney's attitude just now. Even if he has no significant works in the past year, he has made great movies and released songs. It is very popular and has left a deep impression on many people, almost on an equal footing with the bigwigs.

    Continue to walk inside, on both sides of the short passage, the shops that are usually open at the moment have their doors closed, giving up all the space for the award ceremony. At the end of the passage is a staircase. After going up, you can bypass the courtyard-like building, and the entrance to the theater is in front of you. Of course, you can also bypass the stairs and go to the entrance below, which is almost the same.

    Sean likes the layout here very much. Along the way, people stopped by the passages, stairs, and patios to talk. They felt that this place was not suitable. Unlike in the Holy Auditorium, the guests who do not want to be seated for the time being are concentrated in the front hall, giving a crowded feeling - although not really crowded.

      One can always join these little groups and have a word or two, as Sean is doing now.

    "Congratulations anyway, David, this is your Oscar nomination again after 15 years." Sean said to a man with slightly gray hair.

    "Thank you, time flies so fast, it's been 15 years in the blink of an eye." David Lynch was a little emotional, but more disapproved.

    He also knew that even if he finally won an Oscar nomination for best director again, it would only be a run away. awarded to him by the director. In fact, if it wasn't for "Mulholland Drive" being very well received and praised by film critics unanimously, he swept away the grievances that were criticized when "Lost Highway" was launched in 1997, and he would not necessarily come to the awards ceremony. He doesn't belong here anyway.

    Sean also understood this, so he immediately changed the subject: "Anyway, no one can deny that this is an incomprehensible, yet fascinating film, whether the director or the actors..."

    Here, he glanced at Naomi next to him subconsciously, the straight blond hair fell down softly, and the beige one-shoulder evening dress with one shoulder exposed made her **** and charming.

    “They all played to an amazing level.” Sean finally said.

    "That's exactly what I'm trying to say, it won't be my best work, but it's definitely the best work out there." Lynch nodded, then glanced at Naomi , "Okay, I'll go first."

    He smiled, somewhat meaningful, then turned and walked inside, Sean shrugged, and then looked at Naomi generously.

    "Well..." He coughed dryly first, "Nice to see you here, Ms. Watts."

    "Are you really going to speak to me in this tone, Sean?" Naomi looked at her angrily and funny.

    "You know, this is a public place, so if someone thinks I'm harassing you and comes and beat me up, it won't be worth the gain." He said in a serious tone, letting Nao Mi is very unlady and made a big white eye.

    "If someone does this, I will be very grateful to him." She glared at him and said, Sean spread his hands, like "I said so".

    Naomi sighed again soon, her expression became a little complicated, she knew what Sean wanted to say, but she always refused to appear with him in public.

    "Okay, Nami," Sean's face changed at this time, "You are really beautiful today, very beautiful."

    He stared into her eyes: "Remember what I said? You'll be famous, you'll be sought after, and you'll be at the Oscars."

    Perhaps it's too early to say, Naomi is here now because Mulholland Drive was nominated for best director, which has nothing to do with her. It's like Sean is here because "Dancing on the Dead" was nominated for Best Actress and Best Original Screenplay, and "My Big Greek Wedding" was nominated for Best Original Screenplay, and that's the same He doesn't matter.

    Oh, of course, singing "YouRaiseMeUp" at the awards ceremony is also a reason, but it also has nothing to do with Sean's acting.

    However, compared to a year ago, Naomi's situation has changed dramatically. Even if Sean's development is more exaggerated, this change can still be called a miracle, especially Compared to Naomi's previous experience.

    "Thank you, Sean," Naomi spoke again after a moment of silence, although her smile was faint, her gray-green eyes had a strange color, "I like this one very much. skirt."

    This evening dress was bought by Sean for her.

    "I love what you've done for me." She said it again, her voice low but firm.

    "Let's go in." Sean smiled slightly and made a gesture of invitation.

    Naomi nodded shyly, lifted her skirt a little, and walked inside first. Sean followed closely behind him, without intimate physical contact, but with With an indescribable ambiguity, they walked together like this.

    It's not that no one noticed them, but most people didn't care, but just as they were about to reach the inner entrance, a voice came from behind.

    "Hey, Nami, so you've come in." It was a voice full of joy and surprise, and it sounded like the owner of the voice was happy to find Naomi.

     Turning her head and looking, she came to the front with a touch of red, and hugged Naomi without any barriers.

    "I thought you were in, Nicole." Naomi said with surprise.

    "How come, although I do really want to get in early, you know, the sooner you come, the easier it is to get tripped up, reporters, other directors and producers, and people you don't want to meet, etc. .So just come a little later, the awards ceremony is about to start is a good excuse to get rid of them." The woman said in a brisk tone.

    She is at least one head taller than Naomi, and also has blond hair. After being straightened, it hangs down like a waterfall. From a distance, she looks soft and silky, which is quite a rumor. She was wearing a red backless evening dress, with a decent cut, and her graceful curves were slender. Although her body language was a little too big just now, she looked very unladylike, but it was full of tension and vitality, and it attracted people's attention.

    As Sean looked at the other party, the other party also noticed him, and immediately showed a puzzled look: "Who is this?"

    "Sean, Sean Tang," before Naomi could speak, Sean had already introduced himself, "We met, Ms. Kidman."

    "Have you seen it?" Nicole Kidman raised her eyebrows, as if she couldn't recall it.

    "Yes," Sean said quietly, "at Camila Belle's birthday party."

    "Really..." Nicole still couldn't remember, but this question obviously couldn't trouble her.

    "It doesn't matter, now everyone knows that Sean Tang is more suitable as a singer than an actor." She said with a smile.

    "I knew it, the news was already known to everyone." Sean immediately complained to Naomi, who smirked.

    "Nami, do you know each other?" Nicole looked a little surprised.

    "Yes, you know, our experiences are somewhat similar..." Naomi explained briefly, but before she could finish her words, Sean took it: "So in the unknown Before, we met by chance, and then we chatted very speculatively because of similar encounters and encouraged each other. Fortunately, God bless, our efforts were not in vain, and we all gained what we deserved.”

    Naomi glanced at him, didn't speak anymore, just nodded to Nicole, indicating that it was true.

    Nicole's pretty blue eyes flickered a few times, then she laughed: "It's amazing."

    Then added emphasis: "Very surprised."