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Chapter 416 Guest Lu Xun, which country's director is he?

The following evening, the Los Angeles sky was clear, and the searchlights on both sides of the red carpet at the Kodak Theatre crisscrossed, casting flickering light on the faces of the crowd.

The 81st Academy Awards ceremony is coming.

NetEase Entertainment secured the rights to broadcast the entire event live.

The live stream page was flooded with viewers early in the morning, and comments poured in.

The live stream chat exploded when Wu Chen appeared on the red carpet.

Wu Chen smiled and nodded to the camera. After a brief conversation with the ABC red carpet host, he lingered briefly in the red carpet interview area set up by NetEase Entertainment.

After the interview, I was led by staff to the back side door of the theater and quietly walked into the VIP seating area.

There weren't many familiar faces in this cohort.

Despite the high expectations surrounding Nolan's "The Dark Knight," it only received one nomination for Best Supporting Actor, with the rest being technical awards.

Nolan himself was absent, leaving only a few Warner Bros. representatives to symbolically oversee the event.

Wu Chen could only sit alone in the guest area, occasionally nodding in response to the gazes directed at him from afar.

The first half of the ceremony was not fast-paced, with the technical awards being announced one after another. "Slumdog Millionaire" and "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button" took turns leading the pack, while Spielberg sat next to him.

The other party was the presenter for the Best Picture award.

After winning several awards, Wu Chen yawned more than once, which made Spielberg smile.
"Wu, are you so sleepy?"

Wu Chen smiled awkwardly: "It's alright, but since I'm not involved in any of my own films, I'm not really feeling very enthusiastic."

"By the way, are you planning to develop that scientific idea of ​​Kip Thorne?"

Wu Chen was quite curious, as it was as if he had taken the story from Paramount.

"Soon."

Wu Chen and Spielberg were not close, so naturally he couldn't discuss more in-depth details of the project with him.

Spielberg nodded, asked no further questions, and said in a low voice, "It's fortunate you took over. Otherwise, I really don't know if this project would have remained stalled indefinitely, and that would have been very unfair to Linda Aubus."

Wu Chen understood upon hearing this.

Spielberg and Paramount have reached the end.

The ceremony is still ongoing.

Not far away, cheers erupted from the seats of the "Departures" crew.

This Japanese film unexpectedly beat "Between the Walls" and "Dancing with Bash" to win the Best Foreign Language Film award, causing quite a stir.

The NetEase chat room was instantly filled with surprise.

Of course, South Korean netizens are the most upset at this time, because China and Japan already have the best foreign language films, and they even added one more last year and this year, while South Korea is still empty-handed.

South Korean netizens and media looked grim, their pent-up emotions finally erupting.

"Watching the Chinese go on stage to receive the award, and the Japanese take Best Foreign Language Film, I was so angry I wanted to tear down our Film Association building!"

"You spend all day making films about autism, alcoholism, unemployment, and suicides, and you expect the Oscars and the three major film festivals to give you awards? Are you filming people living or dead people living?"

"What are South Korean directors best at? Infighting, pretentiousness, and ignoring the market. Then they make five films a year, and they all flop."

This award is given to the South Koreans who are the most vocal in criticizing their own people.

Finally, the ceremony came to a close.

The penultimate award: Best Director.

The stage lights dimmed, and a spotlight shone on the stage.

Wu Chen took to the stage after being introduced by host Hugh Jackman.

The audience erupted in enthusiastic applause.

Wu Chen stood up, slowly walked onto the stage, took the envelope, and stood in front of the microphone.

"The nominees for Best Director at the 81st Academy Awards are—" Five film clips flashed across the screen in turn.

The audience held their breath, and the directors in the audience all had different expressions, just like when he received the award last year.

Wu Chen looked at the golden envelope, and without hesitation or preamble, spoke clearly:
The winner of the 81st Academy Awards for Best Director is:

Danny Boyle, *Slumdog Millionaire*.

The audience erupted in applause, and Danny Boyle stood up to hug the cast and crew members beside him, his expression a mixture of excitement and self-control.

When he walked onto the stage, he made a point of shaking hands and hugging Wu Chen to express his greetings.

The NetEase Entertainment live stream was also bustling with activity, with several well-known film critics, including Zhou Liming, Bi Chenggong, and Hong Huang, expressing their feelings.

"I remember Director Wu saying before he went to Los Angeles that there was a good film coming out this year, namely 'Slumdog Millionaire'."

"Director Wu certainly has a good eye; it seems this year will be a big win for Bollywood."

"What if it gets Best Picture later? That would be a huge win, its seventh Oscar already!"

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As expected, the Best Picture award was given to "Slumdog Millionaire".

The following morning, before dawn in Los Angeles and while it was evening in China, the preview screening of "Nanjing! Nanjing!" began.

There were quite a few people from the media and cinemas, as well as many directors and people from the cultural field, who were clearly invited by Lu Tianming to promote Lu Xun.

"Damn, that's quite a show of force."

Jiang Wen sat at the very back, but many people still saw him.

Lu Xun's expression was a little off.

"dad"

Knowing Lu Xun's nature well, Lu Tianming withdrew his gaze. "Have you taken care of the media and film critics?"

"President Qin has made special arrangements."

"That's OK!"

The film started out normally, but as people watched, many began to look at them strangely, especially Jiang Wen, whose brows furrowed.

"Damn it, why does this feel so weird?"

When the film finally ended, many people's faces had not yet recovered, and many people appeared unusually silent.

Fortunately, some media outlets took the lead in asking questions, and the question-and-answer session created a lively atmosphere, and everything proceeded as usual.

Jiang Wen tried to ask a question several times but failed. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer and stood up: "No, I just want to ask, Lu Xun, what the hell kind of director are you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, many media outlets became excited.

Qin Hong and the others' expressions changed, and they quickly tried to smooth things over and make amends. In the end, Jiang Wen left cursing.

These words made Lu Xun very uncomfortable, and he was forced to bribe the media to maintain stability.

However, the news spread quickly, and even without Jiang Wen's questioning, many people were still somewhat vague about the film and unwilling to speak out.

"It must have been Wu Chen who deliberately sent Jiang Wen here." Lu Xun directly pinned the blame on Wu Chen.

Otherwise, he couldn't figure out why Jiang Wen would be here.

Wu Chen woke up early in the morning and saw several missed calls on his phone, all from Jiang Wen. He dialed them back.

As soon as the call connected, I heard a familiar, husky voice on the other end:

"Damn it, this is outrageous! Do you even know what Lu Xun filmed?"

Before Wu Chen could speak, Jiang Wen was still cursing: "His movie actually focuses on the psychological struggle of a Japanese soldier named Kadokawa, and even shows the human brilliance of soldier Kadokawa."
This is a film about a national disaster, meant to serve the functions of 'memory, condemnation, and warning'. You can ignore other genres if you want.

He actually managed to portray the humanity of Japanese soldiers in this particular genre.

(End of this chapter)