Los Angeles, inside the Academy of Television Arts.

Some staff members are nervously counting the voting results of this year's Emmy Awards.

Unlike the Tony Awards, Emmys, like the Oscars and Grammys, take a similar approach to presidential elections, with off-site statistics.

These ballots are to be aggregated in one place, counted and retained on the spot.

At this time, a young man looked at the computer and let out a soft "huh".

"What's surprising?" said the middle-aged staff member disdainfully: "Since the first Emmy Awards in 1949, how many times have there been upsets!"

"No," the young man shook his head vigorously and muttered to himself, "It's not just a matter of being unpopular, it's really a strange result." ”

Well?

The middle-aged man curiously walked over to the computer and looked at the screen.

Immediately afterward, he clapped his hands and said loudly: "Immediately recheck the letter!"

"The voting results for the best original screenplay and the best film and television drama of "Anomaly" are very abnormal!"

Hearing this, everyone put down their work and gathered around.

"How can these two votes be so much higher than the other options, almost breaking the record?"

"Most of the judges voted for this award?" a senior staff member, his face was a little solemn, "What kind of joke is this!"

"Recheck!" he shouted.

After a few moments, the tellers, who had begun to pay special attention to these two items, began to look strange.

"We... There shouldn't be any statistical errors?"

"This year, many of the committee members who have stopped voting have sent back letters. ”

"And... They only filled in "Anomaly" in the Best Original Screenplay and Best Film and Television Drama. ”

"The rest of the options are blank..."

what？

The director picked up a few letters and flipped through them unbelievingly.

"Anomalous", "Abnormal", "Abnormal"...

As a result, he found that in addition to these strange ballots, most of the ballots were also filled with "anomalies".

Critics, industry insiders, and old money groups, although the aesthetics of these people are traceable, they are quite different!

What's going on?

The Director frowned, his face full of confusion.

"Uhhhh Albert and ABC teamed up to publicize a lot of critics. ”

Normal operation...

The Director nodded, and put down a letter.

"Some people say, the great director Woody?? Alan and Michael?? Bei also recommended "Anomaly" to many insiders. ”

Well?

Michael?? Bei is normal, after all, he is the director of "Anomaly".

Can Woody?? Allen, the director who is quite respected in the literary and artistic circles, is a little strange...

Take him and Easter?? New York film directors led by Wood generally don't look down on TV drama awards?

The supervisor was half-confused and put down another letter.

Now all that was left in his hands was the strangest of letters.

"What about the old money? Aren't they all still immersed in the golden years, and they are all kinds of ridicule of the current TV series?"

"Probably... What does this have to do with this?" a subordinate handed over a newspaper.

The director picked up the newspaper and whispered, "The Christian Monitor?"

Like him, there was Wang Jian, who had just returned to New York from Italy.

When he walked into the office, he first locked the agreement he had signed with the church officials in a safe.

"Shit!" Wang let out a long sigh of relief as he picked up his coffee.

"Finally got the matter resolved... Finally, it's time to write King Arthur again!"

"Uh," Tom sat down across from him with his coffee, "you behaved so deferentially at the Vatican, I thought you enjoyed it!"

"Nonsense, thousands of people shout 'hallelujah' at you every day, and you'll be very deferential, right?"

As for enjoying...

Wang gradually picked up the pen and made some revisions to the outline of "King Arthur" without thinking.

"Only write about the burning of witches by the church, and forget to write about their biggest original sin, the 'Inquisition'!"

"Hah!" Tom looked at the revisions, stunned for a moment, and then leaned back with a smile.

"As long as it's not too much, you can write whatever you want now. He took a newspaper out of his handbag and handed it over.

"In a sense, the church declares to believers that you have judicial immunity!"

Wang gradually took the newspaper, and after reading it, he almost laughed.

A ray of sunlight poured down from the sky and shone through the dimly lit church.

In the middle of the sun, a young man was staring at the statue of Jesus with a reverent face.

"Is this me? Add two wings, and you can play the role of an angel!"

"You go ahead and look at that report. Tom put down his coffee and gestured.

Wang gradually nodded, and looked at it again.

After a moment, he shook his head a little speechlessly.

"I don't have any culture, and I don't understand what this writing means!"

The reporter used the story of "Exodus" to implicitly refer to the "Dark Middle Ages".

He also likened the site and the king to the pagan who once pointed Moses in the right direction, but was not taken seriously because he was too young.

"I thought it would be a prophet, Isaiah!"

"Cut," Tom said disdainfully, holding up his middle finger, "then you're really in danger!"

Wang gradually shrugged his shoulders and picked up the phone disapprerovingly.

"Dan?? Mr. Brown, I am the king. ”

"You can now go ahead and write your Da Vinci Code!"

"Really?"Dan?? Brown's voice of surprise came from the microphone.

"Recently, I've been getting some threatening phone calls. ”

"Huh. Wang gradually smiled and replied, "Go buy the latest issue of the Christian Monitor." ”

"As long as you don't leave the site, those extremist believers shouldn't harass you anymore!"

When he hung up the phone, Wang gradually took a sip of coffee, and his brain spun uncontrollably.

"In addition to the support of the Writers' Association, you can also create religious categories, which should be another big advantage compared with publishing houses, right?"

Well...

No matter what, you have to keep these advantages!

"Hollywood is quite generous in its licensing fees for best-selling literary works with its own traffic!"

As for being really stupid to be a gunman for writers and get involved in the film adaptation industry, Wang gradually didn't even bother to think about it.

A Viacom group almost exhausted him.

What's more, there's a stronger Disney too!

Just when Wang gradually imagined that he would not have to do anything in the future, he would only rely on licensing fees to make it to the Forbes list.

The phone on the desk rang suddenly.

"Wang, an invitation to the Emmys. ABC James's voice came, "Get ready, let's go to Los Angeles with the crew!"

"The licensing agreement we signed at the beginning had such a clause. ”