"Beautiful place, I don't know if I'll be able to get in here every year at this time in the next few years." Walking to the bright yellow, boxy door of the Kodak Theater, Sean looked up at the very linear door and sighed softly.

This new theater on the Shin Kong Boulevard is not far from the Chinese Theatre, but unlike the retro style, it is full of lines and more modern, and the years of the previous Oscars are engraved on both sides of the door. Obviously, the previous rumor should be true, and the film school intends to hold all the awards ceremonies here in the future.

It's a pity that Sean knows that in about a decade, the titled Kodak will go bankrupt, and the film academy awards ceremony will definitely be affected at that time. By the way, what's the name of the title after that? Dolby or Duke? But what does this have to do with you? Whatever.

"Impressive, isn't it?" A somewhat familiar voice rang in my ears, accompanied by shouts from outside.

"Yes, it's a very chic gate," Sean shrugged as he looked at the other, "I'm glad to see you here, George." ”

"Me too, Sean," George? Clooney smiled and gave him a high-five, "How does it feel to be one of the first people to attend the awards ceremony at the Kodak Theatre?" ”

"It's hard to describe," Sean sighed, "you know, I'm not here as a nominee, but I'm here again. ”

"I'm scared, you'll be nominated again, sooner or later," Clooney smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "and will come here every year." ”

It seems that he heard the muttering before, but Sean didn't pay attention to it, just smiled: "Xiexie, George." ”

The other party smiled, and then walked inside first, and Sean sighed, turned his head to look at the red carpet outside, and the celebrities who were still walking on it, receiving cheers and reporters, shrugged his shoulders again. When he walked the red carpet just now, although there were a lot of flashing lights, the cheers were not so loud, obviously, he was compared to Clooney. It's still a little worse.

But what does it matter? Catching up with or even surpassing them is not a distant thing, just look at Clooney's attitude just now, even if he has not had any weighty works in the past year, but with the super sales of the movies he has produced and the popularity of the songs he has released, he has left a deep impression on many people, and he can almost be on an equal footing with the big guys.

Continuing inside, on both sides of the short passage, the shops that are usually open at the moment are closed, giving up all the space for the award ceremony. At the end of the passage is a staircase, and after going up, you can go around the patio-like building, and the entrance to the theater will be in front of you, and of course, you can also go around the stairs and go down to the entrance, which is pretty much the same.

Sean liked the layout very much, and along the way, there were people who stopped by the passageway or the staircase or the patio to talk, thinking that it was not suitable here, and there were also the antechambers after entering. Unlike in the Great Hall, where guests who don't want to sit for the time being are concentrated in the foyer, giving it a cramped feel – though not really crowded.

It's different here, the road from the gate to the entrance of the Kodak Theater gives a very casual feeling, people stand in twos and threes to talk, and they don't block others, and if needed, the people in the passage can join these small groups at any time to say a word, just like Sean is doing now.

"Congratulations anyway, David, for the second time you've been nominated for an Oscar in 15 years." Sean said to a man with slightly gray hair.

"Xiexie, time flies so fast, it's 15 years later in the blink of an eye." David? Lynch was a little emotional, but more disapproving.

He also knew that even if he finally won another Oscar nomination for Best Director, it would only be a running around, and the Academy of Pictures would not award him Best Director for a film like "Mulholland Drive." In fact, if it weren't for the fact that "Mulholland Drive" was so well received and praised by critics that he swept away the criticism he received when he released "Lost Highway" in '97, he wouldn't have come to the awards ceremony, he wouldn't have belonged here anyway.

Sean also understood this, so he immediately changed the subject: "Anyway, no one denies that this is a difficult but fascinating movie, whether it is the director or the actors, ......"

Speaking of this, he subconsciously glanced at Naomi beside him, her straightened blonde hair hung down softly, and the beige one-shoulder evening dress that exposed one shoulder set off her sexy and charming.

"They all played at a surprising level." Sean Zuihou said.

"That's exactly what I want to say, it's not going to be my best work, but it's definitely the best work out there." Lynch nodded, then glanced at Naomi as well, "Alright, I'll go in first." ”

He smiled, meaningfully, and turned to walk inside, Sean shrugged, and then looked at Naomi generously.

"Well......" he coughed dryly, "it's a pleasure to see you here, Miss Watts. ”

"Do you really want to talk to me in that tone, Sean?" Naomi looked at her angrily and amusedly.

"You know, this is a public place, so if someone thinks I'm harassing you and comes and beats me up, it's worth the cost." He said in a serious tone, making Naomi very unladylike and rolled her eyes.

"If anyone does that, I'll be grateful to him." She glared at him and said, and Sean spread his hands in a "I just said it" look.

Naomi quickly sighed again, her expression becoming a little complicated, she knew what Sean was trying to say, she had never been willing to show up with him in public.

"Alright, Nami," Sean's face changed at this point, "You're really pretty today, very pretty." ”

He stared into her eyes, "Remember what I said?" You're going to be famous, you're going to be sought after, you're going to stand at the Oscars. ”

That may be a bit early to say, Naomi is here now because "Mulholland Drive" was nominated for Best Director, and this nomination has nothing to do with her. It's like Sean is here because "Dance of the Death Row Inmates" was nominated for Best Actress and Best Original Screenplay, and "My Grand Greek Wedding" was nominated for Best Original Screenplay, and none of that has anything to do with him.

Oh, and of course, singing "YouRaiseMeUp" at the awards show is also a reason, but it also has nothing to do with Sean's acting skills.

However, compared to a year ago, Naomi's situation has changed drastically, even if Sean's development is more exaggerated, this change can still be called a miracle, especially compared to Naomi's previous experience.

"Xiexie, Sean," Naomi was silent for a moment before speaking again, her smile faint, but her gray-green eyes tinged with a strange color, "I love this dress." ”

The evening dress was bought for her by Sean.

"I love everything you do for me." She said it again, in a low but firm voice.

"Let's go inside." Sean smiled slightly and made a gesture of please.

Naomi nodded a little shyly, lifted her skirt slightly, and walked inside first, Sean followed half behind, no intimate physical contact, but with an indescribable ambiguity, they just walked together.

It's not that no one notices them, but most people don't care, it's just that, just as they are about to reach the inner entrance, a voice comes from behind.

"Hey, Nami, so you've come in." It was a voice full of merriment, with a sense of surprise, and it sounded like the owner of the voice seemed happy to discover Naomi.

Turning his head, a touch of red came to him in a hurry, and hugged Naomi without any barriers.

"I thought you were in, Nicole." Naomi said with surprise.

"Why, while I do want to get in early, you know that the sooner you get in, the easier it is to get stumped, journalists, other directors and producers, people you don't want to meet, and so on. So it's a good excuse to just come a little late, the awards show is about to start, to get rid of them. The woman said in a brisk tone.

She was at least a head taller than Naomi, and she also had blonde hair, which hung down like a waterfall when straightened, and looked soft and silky from a distance, quite rumored. A red backless evening dress, the cut is quite decent, the graceful curves are slender, although the body language just now is a little too big, it looks very unladylike, but it is full of tension and vitality, and it is very attractive to people's eyes.

Just as Sean was looking at the other party, the other party also noticed him, and then showed a puzzled look: "Who is this?" ”

"Sean, Sean? Don," Sean had already introduced himself before Naomi could speak, "We've met, Ms. Kidman. ”

"Seen?" Nicole? Kidman raised an eyebrow, seemingly unable to recall it.

"Yes," Sean said quietly, "at Camila Baylor's birthday party." ”

"Yes......" Nicole still couldn't remember, but it obviously didn't bother her.

"It's okay, everybody knows now, Sean? Don is more suitable as a singer than an actor. She said with a smile.

"I knew that the news was already known to everyone." Sean immediately said to Naomi in a complaining tone, and the latter hid his smile.

"Nami, you know each other?" Nicole was a little surprised when she saw it.

"Yes, you know, our experiences are somewhat similar...... Naomi explained simply, but before she could finish her sentence, Sean picked up: "So before we became famous, we met by chance, and then we talked very speculatively and encouraged each other because of similar experiences. Fortunately, God willing, our efforts were not in vain, and we all reaped what we deserved. ”

Naomi glanced at him and didn't say anything more, just nodded to Nicole, indicating that it was.

Nicole's pretty blue eyes flickered a few times, then she laughed, "What a surprise. ”

Then he added in an accentuated tone: "Very surprised." ”