Life in the Light and Shadow of Chinese Entertainment

"The Best Actor award goes to Sean Penn for 'Milk'! Congratulations!"

As Sean Penn took the stage to speak, Wu Yang, though unable to see Leonardo DiCaprio's expression, could guess that he must be very disappointed.

Wu Yang was at least very disappointed. The head of the PR company had promised that he would definitely win an Oscar out of the three nominations.

After competing for the technical awards, Wu Yang did not win the Best Original Screenplay award.

Leonardo DiCaprio has now also missed out on the Best Actor award for a mid-career performance.

Of the remaining awards, only Wu Yang's nomination for Best Director remains.

But from the very beginning, both the PR firm and Wu Yang himself were aware of this.

For a new director, the easiest award to win is actually the Best Original Screenplay.

As for the Best Director nomination, forget about it; it's simply not something Wu Yang can dream of.

But now, Leonardo DiCaprio has missed out on the Best Actor award.

Although they knew the chances were slim, the guests on stage began to hype up the Best Director award.

Wu Yang started to get nervous. His eyes were fixed on the stage, and his whole body was tense.

"Wow, Wu Yang won Best Director! Congratulations to him! Congratulations to 'Buried'!"

When the Best Director was announced, the audience cheered first, then gasped in surprise, especially as they looked at the film's name on the big screen and the Asian youth who had won the award.

This immediately drew harsh boos from some of the spectators in the stands.

Even as a time traveler, Wu Yang still found it hard to believe.

I can't believe I won the Oscar for Best Director!

Isn't it said that Westerners are inherently arrogant? Isn't it said that they look down on Asians?

Did I use the wrong method to travel through time?!

"Haha... It seems our best director hasn't woken up from the huge surprise yet. Come on stage and accept your award!"

The award presenters on stage were getting impatient, but they had to keep quiet to maintain the business.

On the contrary, Liu Yifei quickly snapped out of her shock and looked at Wu Yang, who was staring in disbelief beside her.

Without thinking, I pinched his thigh hard.

"Hiss! What are you doing?"

As Wu Yang was in a dream, a sudden, intense pain shot through his mind.

Looking down, I saw a slender, delicate hand pinching my thigh and twisting it clockwise.

"You're in a lot of pain, aren't you? That proves you're not dreaming. So now, stop looking like a dumbfounded fool and go on stage to accept your award with confidence and poise! ​​At this moment, you represent not only yourself, but also the honor of China!"

Wu Yang never imagined that Liu Yifei, who was hailed as a "vase goddess," could say something so insightful!

However, after a period of deep excitement and shock, Wu Yang has now regained consciousness.

Ignoring the repeated urging from the award presenters, Wu Yang leisurely stood up and buttoned up his suit jacket as if no one else was around.

He first looked around at the crowd, who were also waking up from shock, especially the jealousy and resentment in some of their eyes.

Wu Yang suddenly laughed, the right corner of his mouth turned up wildly, and his eyes revealed arrogance.

At this moment, I am the main character. You bunch of little karami, all of you better get down on your feet.

He reached out and pulled Liu Yifei, who was looking up, up from her seat, and then gave her a big hug in front of everyone.

Although his pectoral muscles were flat, Wu Yang still felt a slight softness under the violent impact.

Seeing Liu Yifei with her head down and brows furrowed, Wu Yang knew that the impact might have been a bit too hard.

However, I've already been pinched several times since we met last night, so this is a small act of revenge.

"I won!"

Before Liu Yifei could react, Wu Yang swiftly cupped her face and kissed her forehead.

He then released her, turned and walked out of his seat toward the awards stage.

"Who agreed to make a bet with you?"

Liu Yifei sat down indignantly, but felt a sense of pride and honor in her heart.

Since Xiao Li was sitting in the middle of the third row, Wu Yang could only wave and greet him from the aisle.

At this moment, the smiles on the faces of the two award presenters on stage had become stiff.

The impatience hidden deep in his eyes was almost captured by the high-definition camera.

Wu Yang humbly accepted the certificate and the golden statuette, and then stood in front of the microphone.

If it weren't for the live broadcast, many of our compatriots would probably be watching right now.

Wu Yang would never greet someone who disrespects him with a smile.

"Thank you to the Oscars for giving me the opportunity to express my love for film on this stage. I want to thank my country, my alma mater, my angel, and my good friend Leonardo DiCaprio. It is your support and encouragement that made it possible for me to receive this golden statuette. Thank you!"

Although Wu Yang speaks fluent English, he was still speaking Mandarin at this moment. He finished his acceptance speech in one minute, then waved the little golden hand in his hand and walked backstage to be interviewed with a relaxed expression.

The acceptance speech was brief, but it spread to every corner of the world in an instant.

For example, the land of China at this moment is filled with boundless shock and pride.

This is the first Oscar-winning director ever produced in China's history.

Many gossipy viewers are discussing the relationship between Wu Yang and Liu Yifei.

Many people in the entertainment industry who follow the Oscars are inquiring about Wu Yang.

Many relevant departments are applying for symposiums and seminars.

The Nortel conference room, in particular, was filled with jubilation.

Although Wu Yang graduated last year, she can still share the honor with the Beijing Film Academy!

Of course, this also includes Wu Yang's relatives and friends who are familiar with him.

……

No sleep tonight!

Both the tormented Wu Yang and the disheartened Xiao Li Zi needed a good drink to release their emotions.

Wu Yang was in pain mainly because when he invited Liu Yifei to dinner after the event, he was not only rejected, but Liu Yifei also stomped on his foot hard with her seven-centimeter high heels when they parted.

Even after being numbed by alcohol and even though a night had passed, Wu Yang's feet were still very painful.

Wu Yang had always thought that Fairy Sister was a gentle person.

After all, she was so tolerant of those colleagues and haters who slandered her and threw dirty water on her, and she never even defended herself.

Why are you so heartless to me? All I did was push off her nipple covers and kiss her forehead!

What a deep grudge! Even when I woke up the next day, my feet were still swollen and painful!

Fortunately, my bones don't hurt, otherwise everyone would have thought that Liu Yifei had stepped on them and broken them.

Leaning against the headboard, I picked up my silent phone and saw a dense array of text messages and missed calls.

I was just about to selectively reply to some text messages when Pete called first, and I answered casually.

After a three-minute phone call, Wu Yang learned about the game that had taken place the previous night.

As the top consultant for Encore, Pete engaged in a heated debate with a group of experts behind the scenes at the Oscars last night.

Or rather, it's that Encore Advisors, one of Hollywood's top PR firms, demonstrated its ability to deliver on its promises.

After missing out on both Best Original Screenplay and Best Actor, he did it for the sake of the company's reputation and for the promise he made.

Of course, in order to obtain the knife music, through a series of private transactions, Wu Yang unexpectedly won the Best Director award!