Director of Photography Department of Huayu

Chapter 210 Reactions from All Sides, Boiling Point

The international ballroom of the Beverly Hills Hilton Hotel was brightly lit.

The golden chandelier cast a soft glow, illuminating the opulent atmosphere of the entire hall.

The round dining table was set with exquisite tableware and champagne.

The moment Spielberg finished speaking, the banquet hall seemed to be put on pause.

After a moment of silence, applause broke out first in the first few rows. Some people were surprised, some were stunned, and then thunderous applause and cheers followed.

Many people turned to look at the young director from the East in surprise.

Wu Chen was also somewhat dazed upon hearing this.

At that moment, Jason Blum suddenly stood up from his chair, hugged Wu Chen tightly, his voice hoarse but incredibly excited:

"Wu, we did it."

Wu Chen then came to his senses, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up in a smile.

I actually got my hands on it.

Amid applause, Wu Chen stood up, his black suit silhouetted sharply against the lights.

Blake Lively and Chadwick Boseman both hugged Wu Chen.

Congratulations, director!

"Thank you!"

Wu Chen responded with a light laugh.

"Congratulations!" Martin Scorsese also stood up and shook hands with Wu Chen. At this moment, the live broadcast camera of the Golden Globe Awards was already focused on the two of them.

As a seasoned veteran, Martin Scorsese naturally showed no sign of surprise.

Moreover, he had already won the Golden Globe Award for Best Director. For him, losing this award was regrettable, but not to the point of losing his composure.

What he craves most now is the Oscar, even though he has been nominated for Best Director four times, but has failed to win each time.

At this moment, Leonardo DiCaprio and Matt Damon also stood up and shook hands with Wu Chen one by one:
Congratulations!

"Thank you!"

Wu Chen nodded slightly in return, then smiled and walked toward the podium.

Meanwhile, in the canteen of the Beijing Film Academy, students were gathered in front of a large screen to watch the live broadcast.

At 10 a.m., the sky was gray and white. The snow that had accumulated overnight had not completely melted. The pines and cypresses on both sides of the school road were covered with a thin layer of frost, showing the solemnity of the early winter.

But when Spielberg read out the words, "The winner of the Best Director award at the 64th Golden Globe Awards is Wu Chen for 'Get Out',"

At that moment, it was as if someone had pressed the detonation button, and the entire canteen erupted in deafening cheers.

A burst of screams, exclamations, and applause erupted.

"Aaaaaaah! Senior Brother Wu Chen really won the Golden Globe Award!"

"Holy crap, this is insane! Senior brother is awesome!!!"

"Brilliant!"

"Damn it, you took the opportunity to steal my snacks! My potato chips!"

Inside the cafeteria, the lively atmosphere was unstoppable. Some students spilled potato chips all over the floor, but at this moment, screams, applause, and the sound of banging on the table intertwined into a huge torrent of emotions.

The same is true in some screening rooms.

However, the screening room on the third floor of the administration building was quiet for a second, and then the older generation of filmmakers reacted in the most direct and vivid way.

They all burst into laughter.

"got it!"

"Old Mu, what a student you are."

Congratulations! Congratulations!

Mu Deyuan was so excited he almost dropped his water glass, his face beaming with joy. "This is an honor for the school!"

At this moment, the oldest professor's eyes were red. He stood up, leaning on his cane, and said in a trembling but firm voice:
"Damn, that's impressive!"

Throughout the screening room, the teachers were in high spirits and applauded enthusiastically.

They knew that the opponents Wu Chen had defeated were no ordinary people. Clint Eastwood, the director of "Letters from Iwo Jima," won the Academy Award for Best Director at the 65th Academy Awards in 1993 for his Western film "Unforgiven."

Two years ago, he won another Hong Kong Film Award for Best Director with the drama film "Million Dollar Baby," which he directed and starred in.

Martin Scorsese, needless to say, has been frequently nominated for the Academy Award for Best Director in recent years and is also a Palme d'Or winner.

The other two, though not as prominent as the first two, are still regulars at the three major film festivals and each has their own special skills.

It was no easy feat for Wu Chen to break through their ranks.

Many domestic media outlets have already realized this: release short news articles first, and then fill in the content later.

Chinese director Wu Chen wins Best Director at the 64th Golden Globe Awards!

[A New Chapter in Golden Globe History! Chinese Director Wu Chen Wins Best Director!]

[Get Out wins another award, emerging as the biggest winner at the Golden Globes!]

[Record Broken! Mainland Chinese Director Wins Golden Globe Award for First Time!]

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It happened to be daytime in China, and major forums were flooded with trending posts.

On Tianya Forum, Mop, Douban Groups, and Renren Film and Television Circle, people were frantically forwarding the message: "Awesome!"

"Sissi, why are you pinching me?"

Shu Chang was staring intently at the screen when she suddenly felt a sharp pain. She saw Liu Yifei staring at her with innocent, bright eyes, her little hand still in the position of having just pinched her.

"I wanted to see if it was true, but I'm afraid of pain." Liu Yifei grinned, then slowly nodded. "Now it seems it really is."

"Ah, I'll fight you to the death!"

Shu Chang lunged forward, shouting, "Quick, pinch it back!"

Haha, no way!

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During the live broadcast, Wu Chen slowly walked onto the awards stage.

Congratulations!

Spielberg chuckled and handed the trophy to Wu Chen, saying, "The rest of the stage is yours."

Wu Chen held the Golden Globe Award for Best Director, looked at it, and then scanned the entire audience. The faces below were familiar or unfamiliar, some praising, some probing, some scrutinizing, and some agreeing.

Wu Chen stood in front of the microphone, took a light breath, and spoke in a steady yet approachable tone:
"Thank you!"

He paused, then looked down at the audience:
"Get Out is a film about predicament and deconstruction, but it's not just about fear; it's also about the gaze and understanding."

It led me to a deeper silence, and "

He glanced at the group of spectators of various skin colors sitting on the ground clapping not far away, paused slightly, and then added:
"A kind of courage awakened from silence."

A round of applause spread from those tables.

“I am very grateful to my team, Blum, Blake, Chadwick, thank you for your talent and trust.”

"Of course, there are also my family, teachers, friends, and crew from China. Without your initial support, I wouldn't be standing here."

Wu Chen changed the subject, a hint of a smile appearing in his eyes:

"Finally, I want to say that this award does not belong to a director, but to everyone who dares to listen and express themselves."

Thank you to the audience, thank you to the Golden Globe Awards.

The applause rang out again, even more enthusiastic than before.

As he stepped down from the stage, countless people stood up and applauded, including actors from films such as "The Queen" and "Babel," as well as Martin Scorsese, who had just been eliminated.

Domestically, Chen Kaige watched Wu Chen on the awards stage with a complicated expression.

This scene reminded him of the 51st Golden Globe Awards in 1994.

Although Wu Chen won Best Director, while he won Best Foreign Language Film, his acceptance speech that year seemed to be similar.

Twelve years have passed, but he still hasn't been able to make a film more perfect than "Farewell My Concubine".

Looking at the nearly finalized draft of "Mei Lanfang" in his hands, he couldn't help but feel his confidence rekindled, as biographical films were his forte.
In the live broadcast, Wu Chen raised the trophy in his hand again before leaving the podium.
(End of this chapter)