Chapter 310: Award Ceremony

Chapter 311 Award Ceremony

It was already one o'clock in the morning when I got back to the hotel, but it was already full of people, and the tourism industry driven by the film festival was very significant, and the fans of those stars flew in from all over the world to stay in various places, which directly made Moscow a lot more lively these days. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Hi, Mr. Wang Yao, did you come back so late?" met a foreign female director in the elevator and greeted Wang Yao in a friendly manner.

"Miss Samira, you just came back too?" Wang Yao was very impressed by this beautiful Iranian female director.

The Iranian female director, Shamila Makmarbaf, is 21 years old, three years older than Wang Yao, but she is already the hottest new director at the festival, and last year's "Blackboard" won the Grand Jury Prize at Cannes.

This film was screened at the film festival a few days ago, which made Wang Yao very admired, this film explains the current national conditions of Iran from a subtle point of view, and there are still some profound problems, and the suffering and hope described in it are unstoppable, and perseverance in hell is Wang Yao's evaluation of this director.

At the same time, what made Wang Yao sigh even more was that a twenty-one-year-old girl could imply the big theme of the country so profoundly, and the expression of humanity and hope was so explicit, like the real experience of an old monster who had lived half the world, which made him admire it very much.

"This year, the main theater screened your "Nightmare in the Garden". Samira's smile was very clean, "Mr. Wang's figure is really unexpectedly good." ā€

Wang Yao's expression was embarrassed, and his cheeks were slightly red, "Is the movie still good?"

"Well, it's not as good as Mr. Wang Yao's mermaid line and abdominal muscles. Samira said with a smile.

"Miss Samira really has a pair of eyes that find beauty, although they are a little off. Wang Yao blushed and chuckled.

"Seriously, the movie is too broken, don't tell Director Yang Fan. Samira winked playfully, "But the picture is so beautiful that you forget the plot, the actors' performance is remarkable, and although your shot is only for a few minutes, it overshadows everyone's light." ā€

"You're complimenting me. Wang Yao smiled: "Then do you have a suitable role for me in your next movie?"

"I can build a script for you if you want. Shamila said seriously, "But Director Yang Fan said that your schedule has been booked by them." ā€

Wang Yao smiled, "Actually, it's not a matter of schedule, I'm not a professional movie actor, you should know, the elevator is open." ā€

"Let's talk a little more. Samira laughed and closed the elevator again, letting it go down again.

Wang Yao smiled, "But I'm still looking forward to cooperating with you." ā€

"Then I'll say yes. "Samira smiled and made a fist clenching motion" The most beautiful picture in this movie is the scene of the heroine dressed as a man after the night outside the door, the sun rises and shines on her. ā€

Wang Yao hasn't seen the finished film yet, but he posed for that shot, and he knows it.

"At that moment, I saw the love that belonged to a woman, not about the same sex, not about the world, it was love in pure feminine nature. "Samira's eyes flashed with yearning" This picture alone is enough to make all the unreasonable in the plot reasonable. ā€

Wang Yao pinched his chin thoughtfully, "Maybe." ā€

Shamila tilted her head to look at Wang Yao's expression and said with a smile, "Did I misunderstand?"

"I'm just sighing at your genius, I read the outline of the script to figure out what you figured out, and you saw it at once. Wang Yao said with a smile.

Shamila was stunned, smiled and waved her hand: "Mr. Wang Yao's praise is really burdensome." ā€

Wang Yao smiled, "So, the evaluation of the movie is not bad?"

"Well, Director Yang Fan's artistic attainments are still very high. Shamila nodded, "The possibility of hitting the top prize is very high, come on." ā€

"I'm borrowing you with a good word. Wang Yao smiled and nodded.

Talking to Samira about the time when an elevator would go up and down, Wang Yao returned to the room.

There are four rooms in the suite, one each for Wang Yao, Leslie Cheung and Wang Zuxian, and the remaining one is Zheng Jingjing and Mo Ke.

Wang Yao knocked on the door of Zheng Jingjing's room.

After a while, the door opened, and Mo Ke, who was wearing a nightgown and shaggy hair, yawned, "Coming back?"

Wang Yao nodded, "You guys slept?"

"Otherwise?" Mo Ke rolled his eyes, Wang Yao said, "Why did you come back so late?"

"Ruth's father left me for a while, good night. Wang Yao said with a smile.

"You can really talk to anyone. Mo Ke waved his hand and said good night. ā€

The door closed, Wang Yao smelled the warm aroma brought by the wind, and walked to his room with a smile.

It seems that there is no drinking.

"He's back?" asked Zheng Jingjing, who was lying on the bed reading a book.

"Well, rouge, I don't know what to do. Mo Ke climbed into bed and yawned.

Zheng Jingjing smiled: "Sleep." ā€

"I said you two are sullen, I haven't seen such a game in China, why are you so open abroad?" Mo Ke asked in a daze.

Zheng Jingjing turned off the bedside lamp and got into the quilt, "Maybe it's because of the cultural soil, the atmosphere here makes me want to speak." ā€

"Do you have a lot of common language with foreigners?" asked Mo Ke suspiciously.

"That's not it, it's just that it's fun to talk to them, and you can feel a completely different brain circuit than ours. Zheng Jingjing chuckled.

"Listening to your tone, it seems that you know everything about the brain circuits of our country?" Mo Ke said with a smile.

"I don't know everything, but I know the roots. Zheng Jingjing chuckled.

"Boom. Mo Ke hugged Zheng Jingjing and muttered.

"Hot. Zheng Jingjing patted the back of Mo Ke's hand.

"You're cold, it's comfortable to hold. Mo Kehan said with a smile.

Zheng Jingjing smiled helplessly, looking at the chandelier on the ceiling through the moonlight shining through the gap in the curtain.

She is not a snort, but she does know the thinking patterns and chat purposes of most Chinese people well, so she is habitually taciturn, not cold, but unwilling to waste time on known things, and when she goes abroad, a completely different thinking pattern gives her a sense of freshness, so she has the desire to communicate.

This is what most people are used to saying, insight.

The more you see, the richer your life will be.

It's not that he has the idea of admiring foreign countries, but he is curious and eager to explore the unknown world.

...........

On the red carpet on the day of the awards ceremony, Wang Yao and others wore costumes to attend, and the treatment this time was very different from the red carpet of the opening ceremony.

Who is Ruth, the closest child of a family in Russia who is currently with the president, Wang Yao really provoked him, and he can continue to walk the red carpet, which in itself is a signal to the Russian media.

In addition, after the screening of "Dream in the Garden" yesterday, it was hotly praised by film critics, although it was mixed, but it was also a popular theme at this year's film festival, so Wang Yao and others did not receive a cold reception this time, and even accepted a three-minute interview.

"This big tiger is so beautiful, how did you embroider it? Shamila was placed in the back row of Wang Yao, patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and pointed to the 'Tiger Sniffing Rose' picture embroidered on his gauze robe and said.

Because there was not enough time, this dress was made in a hurry, so Shen Huixin embroidered a sketch for Wang Yao, but she didn't expect the effect to have a hazy beauty.

"I've always wondered how she did it so beautifully. Wang Yao smiled: "But you are also beautiful tonight." ā€

"It's not as good as Jingjing. Samira said with a smile.

"Thank you. Zheng Jingjing turned her head and nodded with a smile.

Mo Ke couldn't be taken with her at the awards party, so Zheng Jingjing looked a little cramped, wearing a pink and white curved robe.

The curved skirt and belt of the curved robe are embroidered with a green snake, so that Zheng Jingjing seems to be entangled by a snake, and the half-sided crown embroidered on the two long sleeves can be pieced together into a complete crown when the sleeves are closed.

This is a motif carved on a scepter by early European envoys, with the serpent and crown carrying symbols of authority.

Wang Yao and Zheng Jingjing's embroidery did not take the traditional Chinese pattern, but used Western representative patterns, in order to express respect for Western culture.

At the beginning of the award ceremony, the host and the award presenters were awkwardly teasing each other on stage while carrying out the award ceremony.

There was nothing to do with Wang Yao in the first dozen awards, and neither he nor Wu Yan were nominated for the supporting actor in the leading actor, and when the heroine was nominated, Wang Yao was in good spirits, looked at Zheng Jingjing, who was nervous and indifferent next to him, and laughed.

It's a lie to say that you don't care if you're not nervous, Zheng Jingjing is a little girl after all, although she also knows that her nomination was purely accidental, but she also has a fluke mentality, after all, no one hates this kind of thing when it comes to winning awards, and being recognized by others is the careful thinking and expectation that everyone should have.

Wang Yao's chuckle made the nervous Zheng Jingjing's body tremble, and her originally stiff little face quickly turned red, gritting her teeth and glaring at Wang Yao in shame, "Laugh!"

"Pay attention to your expression, and the camera will catch you later. Wang Yao tilted his head and stared at Zheng Jingjing's blushing little face, and said with a smile: "I thought you really didn't care about winning the award." ā€

"Idiot. Zheng Jingjing sneered.

"Don't worry, you're still young and there's still a chance. Wang Yao smiled and comforted.

There are a total of seven heroine nominations, and the crew of "Dream in the Garden" accounts for three, which is also a joke at this film festival.

Seven divisions appeared on the screen, Wang Zuxian, Miyazawa Rie, Zheng Jingjing and four other actresses all appeared on it, and Nikita was still teasing on it, not in a hurry.

"Seriously, our jury almost got into a fight for the nomination this time, first of all, Miss Wang Zuxian. Nikita laughed, "I've never seen a woman who can interpret ruffianism to make me even an old man's heart move." ā€

Wang Zuxian's expression froze, according to her experience, the few people mentioned by the award presenters first have little chance of winning the award.

Nikita commented on the other actresses, officially opened the envelope in his hand, shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "The winner of the Best Actress at the 23rd Moscow International Film Festival is ....."

At this moment, it is inevitable that the background music of the dense drums will be tense together, and everyone will hold their breath, including Wang Yao, who will not be conscious.

"Rie Miyazawa!" Nikita finished speaking, and the audience burst into applause.

Wang Yao reached out and grabbed Rie Miyazawa's hand on the other side and pulled her up, finding that her little hands were cold.

Rie Miyazawa, who had not yet come back to her senses, was pulled back to her senses by Wang Yao, her eyes turned red all of a sudden, and she threw herself into Wang Yao's arms excitedly and sobbed.

Wang Yao gently comforted her, and said softly, "Don't cry, keep your tears and cry on stage." ā€

"I hate it!" Rie Miyazawa's crying coquettishness was particularly moving, "Is it really me?"

"You earned it. Wang Yao patted her on the shoulder and helped her up.

Rie Miyazawa took a deep breath and wiped the tears from her face as she prepared to take the stage to accept the award.

Wang Yao glanced at Zheng Jingjing, who stood up and applauded Rie Miyazawa, the loneliness in the other party's eyes was the first time he saw it, and it made Wang Yao feel quite magical.

Zheng Jingjing even has such a small emotion.

"Miss Rie Miyazawa, by the way, bring Miss Zheng Jingjing next to you to the stage. At this time, Nikita's voice came again, outside the applause.

The applause in the room was frozen for a moment, and then there was more intense applause.