Entertainment 1998

Chapter 735 Chapter 734, Beauty's Worry
The next day
Domestic and foreign media have released various reports on the 75th Academy Awards.

Speaking of which, we still have to look at the domestic headlines. Jiang Feng, who had just arrived in Hong Kong from Los Angeles, was attracted by the headline of Apple Daily.

[Jiang Feng won the Oscar for Best Director and was highly sought after by Hollywood. The top executives of DreamWorks, Paramount, 20th Century Fox, Sony, Columbia and other companies fought hard to win Jiang Feng's hand! ]

Not only is the title attractive, but the content of the article is also written quite logically, and at first glance it really seems to be the case.

More importantly, this report was accompanied by photos of senior executives from several Hollywood film and television companies vying to take photos with Jiang Feng.

Haha..., if Jiang Feng wasn’t himself, I would have believed it even myself.

He is a talented person. Jiang Feng wrote down the name of the reporter under the news report. If he has a fight with anyone in the circle in the future, he will cooperate with this reporter.

[Jiang Feng won the first Oscar in China! ]

[China lost two of its best players, but Jiang Feng is still a winner in life! ]

【Zhang Yimou missed the Oscar for Best Foreign Language Film! 】

[Gu Changwei missed the Oscar for Best Cinematography! ]

[Chinese director Jiang Feng won the Oscar for Best Picture and Best Director, but "Hero" still lost the Best Foreign Language Film! ]

In all kinds of entertainment news, Jiang Feng and Zhang Yimou occupied half of the page. There were both praises and ridicules, among which "Hero" took a lot of firepower, and the super mouth Zhang Weiping contributed a lot.

Before, Jiang Feng had little experience as a director and although his works had high box office, when reported by the media, he was still ranked fifth among domestic directors, after Zhang Yimou, Chen Kaige, Feng Xiaogang, and even Jiang Wen.

But now, the ranking has risen to No. 1. After all, the charm of the Oscar statuette seemed to be a high-end pass in the entertainment industry in 03.

Well..., a report in "Next Weekly" said it well, even if Jiang Feng pats a pig in the future, it will be a pig with gold edges!

Sitting in the taxi, reading a newspaper, the driver turned around and said with a smile: "Mr. Jiang, we have arrived at the Mandarin Oriental Hotel."

"Oh, thank you."

Looking up from the newspaper, Jiang Feng looked at the Mandarin Oriental Hotel through the window, then took out two hundred-dollar bills from his pocket and handed them over.

The taxi fare from the airport is 25 kilometers, and the fare is about 100 Hong Kong dollars. Jiang Feng gave 200 Hong Kong dollars, which means that he is very satisfied with the driver's service.

Jiang Feng had secretly taken a look and when the driver found out that he was reading a newspaper on the road, he deliberately slowed down the car and tried to make the taxi run more smoothly.

Who would have thought that as soon as Jiang Feng handed over the fare, this honest-looking driver firmly refused.

"Mr. Jiang, I am a fan of yours. I have been fascinated by your movies since your first science fiction film "Moon".

Now that I read in the newspaper that you won an Oscar, I am so excited and I dream that one day I will be able to drive you around Hong Kong Island in my car.

Unexpectedly, this wish came true on the first day you returned from the United States, so I cannot accept this money."

The tone was sincere and the attitude was firm. Faced with such fans, Jiang Feng was at a loss for a moment.

So, while the driver was helping to get the luggage from the trunk of the taxi, Jiang Feng took out a BlackBerry 6710 endorsed by Charlize Theron from his bag and gave it to him.

Originally, Jiang Feng wanted to take this phone, which didn't look like a mobile phone product, back to let Lao Yu and others study it, but now that he had met a loyal fan, he had no choice but to let Lao Yu and others buy it from the market.

After getting off the taxi, Jiang Feng was about to ask the hotel doorman whether Zhang Guorong had arrived, but before he could open his mouth, he saw him wearing a black leather jacket, standing quietly in the hotel lobby.

"Hello, Jiang Feng, congratulations on winning the Oscar for Best Director!"

"Thank you, Brother Zong."

"Haha, you're welcome." Zhang Guorong smiled brightly, walked over, gave Jiang Feng a warm hug, and looked at the suitcase in his hands and the backpack on his back.

"Why, Jiang Feng, you didn't go home?"

"I'm not going back. I'll just chat with you and leave."

Jiang Feng took off his backpack, put it on the suitcase and pushed it.

"Brother Zong, is there really a gym on the 24th floor of this hotel?"

"Yup!"

"Well, let's go. I'll talk with you in the gym." After saying that, Jiang Feng took the lead and walked towards the elevator.

Zhang Guorong was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly followed.

"Jiang Feng, what do you mean? Do you really believe the dream you had many years ago, saying that I jumped from the 2003th floor gym of this hotel on April 4, 1?"

"I don't believe it!" Jiang Feng denied.

"Then what do you want me to talk to you about in the gym? Wouldn't it be better if we could talk in the cafe on the 4th floor?" Zhang Guorong frowned.

"Let's go to the gym. I want to look down and see how high it is."

At this point, the elevator arrived, and Jiang Feng pushed the luggage into the elevator. Zhang Guorong had no choice but to follow quickly.

The Oriental Mandarin Hotel is a five-star hotel, and the elevator runs very fast. In less than 5 minutes, Jiang Feng, led by Zhang Guorong, walked into the hotel's gym.

During the epidemic, there were not many guests staying in hotels.

There were very few people coming to the gym to work out. Jiang Feng and Zhang Guorong were the only two customers there. The reason they were called customers was because there was a cleaning lady inside who was wiping the fitness equipment repeatedly.

"Mr. Zhang is here!"

Zhang Guorong is a regular customer here. He has a private room in the Mandarin Oriental Hotel all year round. As long as he stays in the hotel, he will come here to exercise every day, so he is very familiar with the cleaners who clean the hotel.

"Hello, Miss Tong!
Miss Tong is beautiful again today."

"Really? Thanks!"

The cleaning staff smiled and thanked Zhang Guorong, but when she saw Jiang Feng behind Zhang Guorong, she immediately gave him a thumbs up.

"Director Jiang, you are this!

I didn't expect you to win the Oscar for Best Director, and you brought honor to us Chinese. And, my daughter likes you very much, and our house is full of your posters."

"Really? Thanks."

"Yes!"

Perhaps because he was talking about his daughter, the cleaner's eyes looked a little sad, but he became happy in an instant.

"Mr. Jiang, you are my daughter's idol. My daughter is only 14 years old this year, but she doesn't want to go to school anymore and wants to be a model. Can you help write a few words of blessing for her? Well, just to persuade her to study hard."

"no problem!"

Jiang Feng could still agree to this small matter.

This time when he returned from the United States, he brought some gifts, but not many. He just gave his mobile phone to the taxi driver, and now he met the mother of his fan.

Ok…

Jiang Feng thought about it and took out a toy from his bag. It was a Transformers toy given to him by Hasbro.

Picking up a pen, Jiang Feng wrote these words on the toy box.

[Be healthy, eat delicious food, study hard, and make progress every day! Jiang Feng, March 2003, 3.] After writing this paragraph, Jiang Feng felt that something was missing, so he turned around and asked the cleaner.

"Sister, what's your daughter's name?"

"My husband's last name is Yang, and my daughter's name is just one character, Ying!"

Oh, that's right...

Jiang Feng, smiling, picked up the pen for the second time and added three words in front of the previous sentence [Wish Yang Ying]. But as soon as he put pen to paper, Jiang Feng's eyes widened.

"Sister, you are from the Magic City, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Jiang, how did you know?" The cleaner was a little surprised.

"It's okay. I just heard that your Cantonese accent has a Shanghai accent, so I asked this question."

However, although he said it lightly, Jiang Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly. What kind of luck is this? Come to the Oriental Culture Hotel to talk to Zhang Guorong, and you can also meet Baby's mother.

...

After the signature was signed and the gifts were given away, Ms. Tong left with many thanks.

Jiang Feng and Zhang Guorong sat in the rest area of ​​the gym, looking out the window and chatting.

"Jiang Feng, you are really amazing. Not only did you bring out an Oscar-winning actress, but you also won the Oscar for Best Director yourself."

"Brother Zong taught me well. I still remember the first time I invited you to film a movie. You taught me everything about the arrangement of shots and the scheduling of scenes."

"That's right!
It’s only been a few years, but you’ve become a towering tree, a figure that many of your peers look up to.”

"Haha, Brother Zong, you're too kind. I'm just a sapling now."

"Jiang Feng, tell me, why did you come to Hong Kong Island to find me this time?" At this point, Zhang Guorong paused and said:
"I really don't believe that you would come all the way to Hong Kong Island to check on my mental state just for a vague dream."

"Hmm..." Jiang Feng smiled lightly, took out a thick script from his bag and pushed it over.

"Brother Zong is wise. I do have something to talk to you about. Take a look at this first."

"What is it?" Zhang Guorong asked as he picked up the thick movie script.

【Chinese name: Driving my car
Japanese name: ドライブマイカー】

"Why, are you planning to target Xiao Ri Zi's literary works again?" Zhang Guorong smiled when he saw the cover of the script.

Ever since the news came back that the movie "Departures" co-directed and starred by Jiang Feng and Zhang Yimou won the Hollywood Best Foreign Language Film, his friends have been furious.

The novel "The Coffin Man's Diary" has been published for such a long time, but the directors and actors of Xiaori didn't even notice it, and were beaten to it by two Chinese.

Now, they didn't expect that Jiang Feng would attack them again.

Who would have thought that at this moment, Jiang Feng smiled and shook his head.

"Brother Zong, this is something I wrote myself. It's not adapted from a Japanese novel, but a novel that Director Zhang Yimou and I conceived when we were filming a movie in Sakata City, Yamagata Prefecture."

"Oh, that's how it is."

Zhang Guorong smiled apologetically and opened the script.

[Yusuke Iefuku, a stage director and actor, has an extremely tacit and close relationship with his screenwriter and partner, Oto, both in terms of sex and artistic creation.

On the other hand, Jiafu also discovered the secret that his wife was having an affair with a man, but he pretended not to know and acted as a loving couple in front of the world.

One day, his wife Yin suddenly died, leaving behind an unsolved mystery.

Two years later, Jiafu was invited to be the director of a drama festival in Hiroshima. He was to lead a group of actors from all over Asia who spoke different languages ​​to rehearse a drama together...】

Zhang Guorong was reading the script, fascinated by everything from the title of the script to the story summary to the specific content.

Good story...

As long as everyone in the circle appreciates it.

Jiang Feng was looking at his watch. He had been looking at his watch since the moment Zhang Guorong started staring at the script.

10 minutes, 20 minutes, 50 minutes…

When Jiang Feng saw that Zhang Guorong had been staring at the script motionlessly for an hour and was still immersed in it, he put on his backpack, pushed his suitcase and walked out of the gym of the Mandarin Oriental Hotel.

Rescued Zhang Guorong from the whirlpool of homosexuality, and made Zhang Guorong and his good friend Mei Yanfang become boyfriend and girlfriend. Now, at this most critical moment, with only fifteen or sixteen days left before that day in history, he was given an excellent script, which aroused his desire to live...

If I do this, but my idol from my previous life, Zhang Guorong, still ignores me and follows the same old path as in his previous life, then there is nothing I can do!

All we can say is that Zhang Guorong was destined to suffer this disaster, and no one can help him.

Jiang Feng came out of the Mandarin Oriental Hotel pushing his luggage and was about to hail a taxi, but at this moment, a red BMW X5 stopped at his feet.

"Jiang Feng, get in the car?"

"How do you know I'm in Hong Kong Island? And how do you know I'm at the Mandarin Oriental Hotel?" Seeing that it was Li Jiaxin, Jiang Feng frowned.

"Don't worry, I didn't ask anyone to follow you.

You are too big a target now. The moment you appeared at the Hong Kong International Airport, the Internet was full of news about you, saying that Oscar-winning Best Director Jiang Feng had returned with honor.

Then, I saw the news online that you and Zhang Guorong had an appointment to meet at the Mandarin Oriental Hotel as old friends reunited.

That’s why I came here.”

"Um, sorry!"

Jiang Feng is so frank. He admits his mistakes immediately. Since he misunderstood the beautiful woman, he has to apologize to her at the first opportunity.

"fine!"

Li Jiaxin smiled brightly. Seeing Jiang Feng put the luggage into the trunk, she motioned for him to get in the car quickly.

To be honest, Li Jiaxin's driving skills are really bad. She has no talent and no spirituality. In the words of mainlanders, "it's all in vain no matter how long you practice!"
The light ahead was clearly about to turn red, but this beauty was still stepping on the gas. When she was almost crossing the line, she stepped on the brakes hard.

Jiang Feng fastened his seat belt carefully and was complaining about the beauty's poor driving skills when the beauty started talking.

"Jiang Feng..."

"Ok?"

"I am now the spokesperson for Samsung Mobile in Asia. The contract period is two years and the annual endorsement fee is 280 million Hong Kong dollars, which is neither high nor low."

"Really? Congratulations!"

"Thank you! This is all thanks to you, because if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have gotten such a good endorsement." Li Jiaxin smiled even more, but in the blink of an eye, she frowned.

"But, Jiang Feng, why do I feel more and more anxious after signing the contract? It seems like something big is about to happen."

(End of this chapter)