Hearing Duke's words of refusal without hesitation, Mel? Gibson's hands hanging at his sides instantly clenched into fists, and he used his best efforts to control himself. "Top" point "small" said, www.

Staring at Mel? Gibson, Duke had seen that the other party was just apologizing for the sake of apologizing.

"I won't accept your apology now."

Seeing that the people around him were looking at this side in surprise or understanding, Duke said deliberately, "You are not hurting me alone, but a large group, and you are insulting my ethnicity." Mr. Gibson, it's not me who you should be apologizing. ”

Pulling tiger skin as a banner, Duke used to be very good at this hand, and now it is even more obscure.

The bloodline and ethnicity were given by my mother, although I didn't recognize much in my heart, but if I didn't take advantage of my natural advantages, I would be a standard fool.

"Duke ......"

Mel? Gibson wanted to speak, but was directly interrupted by Duke, "I said, Mr. Gibson, it's not me who you need to apologize to. ”

He stood up and turned to Zeta? Jones held out his hand, "Kate, let's go." ”

"Okay."

Catherine? Zeta? Jones cooperatively put his hand into Duke's arm, carried him to the door of the banquet hall, and deliberately looked at Mel who was standing there in a daze? Gibson glanced at him, and his amber eyes were full of disdain.

A shameful loser!

He snorted coldly in his heart, Zeta? Jones turned his head, and his pretty eyes immediately changed to the most charming colors, bright and flickering like a chandelier on the ceiling.

In the banquet hall, the rest of the crew of "Saving Private Ryan" is also gradually dispersing. Watts, Zach? Schneider and the others took their female companions who had just soaked in them, and they were going to go upstairs to open a room and bring their girlfriends or wives to the people. Then they are ready to go home, and no one will go to see Mel again? Gibson glanced.

On the side of the crew of "Braveheart", there are not many people who participate in the party, but there are a few.

"Lost all our faces!"

The guy who won the best costume design said to the assistant director of the crew, "I will never work with him again in the future." ”

The assistant director snorted. said, "A fool will talk to Mel again?" Gibson Cooperation! ”

Got a notification from your assistant, Tina? Brown hurriedly walked out of a common room, and he didn't have to look for it at all, just follow everyone's disdainful eyes to see Mel? Gibson's tall, but slightly decadent figure.

"He messed up our pie?"

Seeing tonight's most important guest, the crew of "Saving Private Ryan", all disappear, Tina? Brown couldn't help but frown and walked straight over.

"Mr. Gibson." Standing in Mel? In front of Gibson, Tina? Brown whispered, "I hope you don't appear in the pies held by Vanity Fair in the future." ”

After saying that, she turned around and walked away coldly, as if Mel behind her? Gibson never existed in general.

"Where are you going, Kate?"

Walking out of the banquet hall, Duke asked tentatively, "Do you need me to have the driver take you back?" ”

Zeta? Jones hesitated. His eyes flashed, and he smiled sweetly at Duke. "You've decided."

"You're very understanding."

Raising his free hand, Duke pinched Zeta? Jones' chin, "Honey, I'm kind of fond of you." ”

"Actually...... "Zeta?" Jones pressed half of his body against Duke's arm, "I'm already in love with you." ”

With a hearty smile, Duke dialed a phone number. Soon to a presidential suite, he didn't take Zeta with him? Jones meant to go home, and instead took the elevator to the upper floor of the hotel.

Ten minutes later, the suite's spacious bedroom had been transformed into a battlefield of fierce fighting, much to Duke's amazement. Zeta? Jones is not only proactive, changing tricks to please him, seemingly plump body, but also able to use some difficult movements similar to dance, which at the same time brings double stimulation of the senses and psychology, giving him a pleasure that can only be described as exhilarating.

It's a near-perfect bed. Accompany.

After a qiē quieted down, Duke gave Catherine? Zeta? That's what Jones said.

The two sat next to each other on a bench, wrapped in the same thick blanket, feeling the cool breeze blowing on the balcony and watching the night view of Los Angeles from a high vantage point.

"Kate, I find that I like you more and more."

Duke's hand has been in Zeta? Jones's plump soft place activity, "Why haven't I found you so attractive before?" ”

"Because all you have in your eyes is work."

With a big bottle of wine, Zeta? Jones didn't use a wine glass, he took a big sip directly into the bottle, and handed the bottle to Duke's mouth, Duke also took a sip, the slightly spicy wine irritated his throat, and he couldn't help coughing lightly.

Just stopped coughing, Zeta? Jones kissed him, and a warm sip of wine fell into his mouth.

"Wouldn't it feel better?"

She wiped the wine that ran down the corner of her mouth, winked at it, put down the bottle, loosened the blanket, and stuck to Duke's body, slowly shaking her body to release her enthusiasm.

Gently kissing him on the forehead in front of him, Duke hugged Zeta hard? Jones, experience the sensuality and enchantment of this body in your arms.

"It's better to ...... Let's change places. "Zeta? Jones had been observing Duke's expression, and seeing that he had a puzzled face, he asked tentatively, "Let's go to your house, okay?" ”

A very thoughtful woman, isn't she? Duke shook his head slightly, and reminded him, "Have you forgotten, Kate, we have to cooperate with Pani's propaganda plan." ”

Zeta? Jones buried her whole face in Duke's chest, her face changed for a moment, and she quickly returned to normal, and she realized that she was a little too anxious.

"Just a mention." She bit her strong muscles with her teeth and said, "I want to try what it's like to be at the beach." ”

Don't wait for Duke to say anything, Zeta? Jones's head was getting lower and lower, and the whole person quickly disappeared into the thick blanket.

The Oscars are over, and the feast belonging to the media is far from over, starting from the next morning, a large number of voices for Duke appeared on the entertainment pages of many media, and even many media pointed out that the academy discriminated against young directors and stole the best director who should have belonged to Duke.

The academy didn't respond, Duke didn't bother to pay attention, this is a routine project that the media comes to once a year, and few people in the industry will care.

Not to mention anything else, there are even media outlets that think "Saving Private Ryan" doesn't deserve Best Picture, for Tim? Robbins's "Death Row Prisoner's Walk" is aggrieved.

From this aspect, it can also be seen that the media has no discipline at all, as long as it can attract attention, they will not care about who and which movie they are complaining about.

Let's just say that last year, the vast majority of the media were sympathetic to "The Shawshank Redemption", but if you do a private survey, how many of those media industry workers think that "The Shawshank Redemption" should beat "Forrest Gump" to win the best picture?

The so-called Oscar controversy hyped up in the media is just a controversy, and it is difficult to affect the academy substantively.

For example, the media has been urging the academy to reform and choose films with a wider audience, but what about the actual effect? The reform of the academy is just a blank promise, and in the last two decades, it will be found that the average age of the academy members, the Oscar judges, has not only not been younger, but has grown, and the selection of films has become more niche, conservative and political, even if the Oscars' ratings have shrunk sharply and their influence is much less than before, they have not taken substantial reform measures.

At the end of the day, the college is dominated by conservatives.

This is also a normal situation, and anyone who is older tends to be conservative.

Leaving the Hilton Hotel, will Catherine? Zeta? Jones sent her back to North Hollywood, where she was temporarily staying, and Duke returned to his home in Malibu, and when he walked into the villa, he found an extra glass cabinet in the living room, and the golden man he had won for Best Original Screenplay had been placed in the most prominent position in the cabinet, and there were other trophies underneath.

Although he hasn't attended many awards ceremonies, Duke has won a lot of awards in recent years, such as the Saturn Award and the MTV Movie Award.

"I put the trophy on it."

Lady Leah walked in from the lounge, pointed to the glass cabinet, and said, "How does it feel?" ”

"Mom, your vision has always been the best." Duke walked over to the cupboard, looked at it, and joked, "Maybe in the future my trophies will fill this cupboard." ”

"It's good to have faith."

Taking the coffee pot from the butler, Lady Leah sat down on the sofa, "Is it the little golden man, my dear?" ”

"I think the Saturn Award is more likely, Mom."

Walking over and sitting across from his mother, Duke took a sip of the poured coffee, "In my plan, there are only a few realistic themes. ”

Mrs. Leah changed the subject, "I'll be back to New York in the afternoon." Duke, you're going to be 26 years old, and my lawyer will be over next month to handle the Victoria's Secret share trust handover with you, and if you're not in Los Angeles, remember to let the lawyer know in advance. ”

Duke thought about his itinerary, "I shouldn't be leaving, "Chicago will be officially launched early next month." ”

"Duke, you're going to be twenty-six soon."

Patting Duke on the shoulder, Lady Leah walked towards the stairs, "I am very pleased that you are now successful in your career and mature and reasonable, and I am proud of you, keep going, don't lose your way." ”

Twenty-six years old again, Duke sighed softly, felt a little more in his heart, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the wide sea, the dream is like the Pacific Ocean in front of him, wide to the limitless, only work hard and work hard, the wings carrying the dream can fly on the sea.

I have my own goals, I will look for the direction, no matter how big the temptations and setbacks are, I will move forward firmly!

(End of Volume 1) (To be continued......) R527