"Nicholas. Zink, "This Killer Is Not Too Cold"! When Grant, who was the presenter, read out Nicholas's name, almost everyone in the room craned their necks!

"Bang Bang!" John. Ford was the first to stand up and applaud.

Laimer the second.

Then, the third ...... Fourth ...... Fifth ......

Gary. Grant, Vivien Leigh...... These popular stars all stood up, and when Nicholas was at the helm of MGM, their purple stars were still worthless!

Liu Beiqian, Jin. Vidor, Hitchcock, William. Wheeler...... These big directors stood up, many of them, who used to be this man's little subordinates.

Sam. Warner, Fox, Adolf. Chuck, Chaplin...... The heads of these film companies stood up, because this old man used to be an opponent who gave them a lot of headaches!

The audience applauded thunderously!

Among the standing crowd, only the MGM phalanx stood up and was extremely conspicuous.

Louis. Meyer squinted at Nicholas, his face pale.

Facing the applause of the mountain and the tsunami, Nicholas. With his head held high, Zinke walked through the podium like a king walking past a group of soldiers, and received the award for best cinematography from Grant.

At the scene, many people sighed, sighing that the head of MGM back then has now become the old man with gray temples on the stage.

Looking at the old man in the light, Victor's eyes were full of enthusiasm.

He used to be the king of Hollywood, and he was once the top head of this kingdom.

He had failed and hit his head and bled out. Now. Back again. This is no longer his kingdom.

He's just an old man, an old man who used to be so powerful and now he's going to get a little best photography on stage.

Nicholas. Zink, holding the trophy up with his head held high. That bright little golden man.

"No one will question me for this award, right?" Nicholas. Zink stared at the audience and smiled.

The audience laughed.

Nicholas looked on one side, his face was cold: "No one questioned it, right?" ”

The scene was silent.

"No one!" Someone shouted.

Nicholas nodded, and then the old man straightened his chest, and on his chest, on top of his suit, was pinned with a small gold badge. That's the label of Legendary Pictures.

"A lot of people here know me. There are old friends, and there are juniors. Many of you know about me. The old man smiled: "Many years ago, there was a lion pinned to my chest......"

"Hehehehe." There were people laughing at the scene, from MGM.

Nicholas was unmoved: "Now, I'm honored to pin a long sword. Our company is very small, so small that it has only a broken yard. We are weak. There were only seven or eight of them. We don't have any money, all the money is in the movies. Eat a meal every day to calculate whether you will overspend......"

Hehehe. The laughter was louder.

Nicholas also laughed, laughing and laughing, and the old man's eyes became sharp: "But, we are very strong!" We know what path to take! Victor, I've had something to tell you for so long. ”

Nicholas turned his face to look at Victor and looked over the heads of countless people.

There was silence.

"I, Nicholas. Zink, who debuted at the age of sixteen, has accepted the largest theater chain in the United States and has been in charge of the largest Hollywood film company, but today, I want to tell you that Victor, being able to become the general manager of Legendary Pictures is the happiest and proudest thing in my life! ”

"I may not have lived for decades, but no matter when, my old bone will always belong to the legend, and I will always carry this long sword and follow you to slaughter!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, I, Nicholas. Zink, the general manager of today's Hollywood third-rate film company, Legendary Films, has a lot of advice! "Nicholas. Zink faced the Hollywood people, bowed slowly, and then held the trophy in his hand and walked off the stage with his head held high.

The audience was silent!

I heard one person say, "The roaring jackal is back again, hehe, after watching a good show." ”

The man who said this was Adolf, the head of Paramount. Chuck.

He looked at Louis next to him. Meyer, smiling slightly.

"It's not surprising that he's just an old guy who has lost his teeth." Meyer looked up at the dome: "We, it's lions. ”

Then there are some less important awards.

The awards fall to each other, and the big companies don't care too much.

For Legendary Films, the third Golden Man was in the bag – Best Film Editing.

The whole award ceremony was lonely in the middle of the night.

After the end, it was a large-scale drinking party as usual, greeting each other, shuttling back and forth, and the most talked about was obviously the award-winning.

This year's Oscars, the division of important awards is quite average, MGM and Paramount have all earned, but 20th Century Fox is obviously unlimited, and "The Grapes of Wrath" is enough to overwhelm the crowd with just one best picture, not to mention John. One of Ford's best directors.

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad!" John. Ford held the Best Director trophy in one hand and Best Supporting Actor in the other, and he couldn't stop talking.

"Victor, next year, get back the best director and the best picture, the best, the male and female protagonists and supporting actors and actresses will not be left for these grandchildren!" Leo said fiercely.

"Come on, the three trophies that can be touched in the first movie are already very good." Ford was in a good mood and stabbed Victor: "You don't look at the one you beat hard, hahaha, I didn't get a trophy after all my hard work." ”

In the distance, Chaplin covered his face and was making a U-turn with Adolf. Chuck said something.

"In all fairness, his 'The Great Dictator' is pretty good." Victor Road.

"Not bad, yes, yes. But Victor, Hollywood is a big wave, everyone has everyone's time, his time, passed. My time will soon pass, and your time will always come. "John. Ford sighed.

"Don't mess around here. Let's go, drink and go. "Nicholas. Zink was also happy holding the little golden man.

"Let's go. It's really not interesting here. "John. Ford hit it off, and the group left the party, went out the back door, got into the broken car, and drove out of the venue.

"Stop! Stop it! Leo patted Grigory on the shoulder and told him to stop.

"What's wrong?" Grigory was displeased.

"Victor, get out of here." Leo shouted.

"Huh? Why? Victor, who was dozing off in the back, opened his eyes.

"Let's go drink, you hurry up and get down to business." Leo pointed out the window and smiled.

The people in the car looked out and laughed.

Victor looked up and through the window, he saw a figure getting into the car.

"Hurry up! Boy, this girl is so nice! To be able to stand up for you on such an occasion without fear of people's words, I was moved to death. If I had been decades younger, I would have been on it! "John. Ford opened the door and kicked Victor out.

"Miss Bergman, our boss has something to do with you!"

"Enjoy such a wonderful moonshine tonight!"

"Leo, damn it, it's cloudy today, where did the moonlight come from!"

"If there is love, then there is moonlight."

……

The car drove away from Victor's side, leaving behind the shouts of a bunch of second-hand goods.

On the other side, Bergman apparently heard it, and his face flushed with shame.

She stood next to the car, looked at Victor, and smiled.

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