The third day after the Spring Festival, January 31, the United States.

The 44th American Film and Television Golden Globe Awards Gala kicked off at the Hilton Hollywood Hotel in Los Angeles.

After the host's appearance, the awards were presented in the TV category.

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Best Actress in a Miniseries/TV Movie by Lolita Young, "Christmas Eve".

Best Actor in a Miniseries/TV Movie James Garner, James Woods "The Promise".

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From the order of awards, you can see who is more important in TV and movies, and the finale will always be at the end, otherwise the good and important ones will be awarded first, and no one will watch the rest.

Time flies, and the awards in the TV category are finally over.

Next up was the award for Best Film Score, nominated for "Flames of War" Ennio Morricone, "Mr. Green Goblin", Miles Goodman, "Mosquito Coast", Maurice Jarre, "Midnight Melody", Herbie Hancock, "The Last Emperor", Koo Ka-fai........ The award went to Ennio Morricone for "The Flames of War", congratulations to Mr. Ennio Morricone."

Everyone in the crew of the last emperor sitting below sighed unwillingly, and Li Hanxiang patted Gu Jiahui on the side and comforted: "It's okay, this time we don't have to fight for next year."

Gu Jiahui smiled bitterly and shook his head, he was not arrogant, he could see the reality clearly, he didn't get this award this time when the last emperor was so powerful, let alone next year, he didn't think that Li Hanxiang was filming, and the fire dragon he was responsible for composing would be nominated for another Golden Globe Award in the second half of Pu Yi's life, let alone win the award.

The awards continued, and "the award for the best original song is presented below.........."

"Mr. Qiao, are you nervous?" Gong Li whispered close to Qiao Feng's ear and asked.

"Don't be nervous, what's there to be nervous about, isn't it just an award, it's good to get it, it doesn't matter if you can't get it." Qiao Feng said very easily, and it was indeed very easy for him, if it was an Oscar, he might be worried about whether others would win the award, and he would not be nervous about his own Oscar.

"But I'm so nervous." Gong Li's voice trembled a little and said.

"Huh." Qiao Feng couldn't help but be happy: "What are you so nervous about? You haven't been nominated for anything, what are you nervous about?"

"I'm just nervous, I'm nervous for Mr. Liang, Mr. Li, and for you, can't I?" Gong Li, who was originally a little nervous, heard Qiao Feng's quip, and was not nervous and choked directly.

"Okay, okay, you're nervous, it's good to be nervous, it means that you have a great sense of collective honor, and I'm very optimistic about you." Qiao Feng didn't fight with her, and followed her words with a smile.

"Hmph." Gong Li snorted, he was too lazy to take care of Qiao Feng, leaned over to the other side and whispered to Chen Hong, who was also very nervous, to relieve the pressure.

"Mr. Qiao, aren't you really nervous or worried?" Liang Jiahui, who was sitting on the other side of Qiao Feng, asked in a low voice.

"Really, I don't have anything to be nervous about, but you, Jiahui, are you nervous? It's time to announce the Best Actor award in a while." Qiao Feng asked with a smile.

"Nervous, of course nervous." Liang Jiahui smiled a little stiffly and said, his eyes were looking straight at the stage when he spoke.

"The winner of the Best Screenplay Award is the last emperor, Qiao Feng, congratulations to Mr. Qiao."

Qiao Feng's name suddenly came from the stage, and everyone at the scene exploded, because although they had been mentally prepared to think that the last emperor would definitely be able to win one or two awards, but when the facts were really presented in front of them, everyone was still surprised and felt incredible, how could a Chinese win the Golden Globe Award.

Although, strictly speaking, Qiao Feng is not a Chinese nationality at this time, because Hong Kong has not yet returned.

Everyone couldn't believe it, and everyone in the crew of the last emperor was the same.Although Li Hanxiang just comforted Gu Jiahui and said that he would come back next year, as if it would be easy to win the award, but in fact, everyone, including Li Hanxiang, did not have any hope, and all the awards did not have any hope.

Suddenly, the award was announced, and everyone in the crew didn't react for a while, and they didn't come back to their senses.

After being stunned for a few seconds, when Qiao Feng had already gotten up and was about to go out to receive the award, Gong Li and Chen Hong screamed and reacted.

Gong Li, who was sitting next to Qiao Feng, hugged Qiao Feng, who turned around and ran away from her, and shouted excitedly: "It's you, Mr. Qiao, it's you, it's you, it's you who won the award."

"Yes, it's me, I hear you." Qiao Feng smiled and hugged the beautiful woman Gong Da who was jumping and jumping, and said with a smile

hugged Gong Li, Qiao Feng hugged Chen Hong, who was also excited, as for Li Hanxiang and Liang Jiahui, Qiao Feng shook hands with them, and Gu Jiahui, who was further away, just nodded, and the difference between men and women was undisguised.

"Mr. Qiao, as far as I know, the last emperor is the first time that a Chinese film has been nominated for the Golden Globe Award, and this award you won is also the first Golden Globe Award won by a Chinese, how do you feel about this? Aren't you excited?" Qiao Feng came up to the stage, and after greeting him, he asked with a smile.

"That's right, the Last Emperor is indeed the first Chinese film to be nominated for the Golden Globe Award, and the first Chinese film to win an award, but I believe this is just the beginning, and there will be more excellent Chinese films nominated for the Golden Globe Award and won awards in the future."

No matter what the people in the audience thought in their hearts, whether they agreed or not, anyway, these people gave Qiao Feng's answer a warm applause.

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After receiving the trophy from last year's best screenwriter John Rothman, Qiao Feng came to the microphone again, smiled and looked at the trophy and said: "To be honest, I didn't expect this award to be awarded to me, I was surprised, but I was also very happy, thank you Golden Globe Award, thank you judges, I will come often in the future, thank you."

After calmly saying a few words, Qiao Feng took the trophy and got off the stage and returned to his seat.

"Show me, show me." Before returning to his seat, when he passed in front of Chen Hong, the trophy was snatched from his hand by Chen Hong, who was still excited and curious.

Looking at Gong Li and Chen Hong, who were together and muttered that the trophy was nothing more than that, it was not real gold and so on, Qiao Feng smiled wordlessly.

In this world, which film award is really golden, I want to know that if such a big trophy is given gold, the organizing committee will be willing.

As far as Qiao Feng knows, the Academy Awards seem to have used trophies made of plaster for a while, as if they came during World War II, because the materials used to make trophies were strategic materials, so they had to be replaced by plaster.

Moreover, later there was a rule that only one trophy was given for an award, well, only one trophy was given for free, such as the Best Screenplay Award, if the winner is more than two, then the other trophies more than one need the winner to pay for the trophy by himself.

How dare the award organizers who have reached such a point dare to expect that the trophies they issue will be pure gold, even the gold-plated ones are all pipe dreams.