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When the winner's name was read out, there was a warm applause, and the cast of Shakespeare's love history was full of joy. Although Judy Dench stood up with reserve, he was still very obvious in his eyes. As an old actor, he was nominated by Oscar several times, so he finally got what he wanted. Even if he lost his temper, no one would say anything. In the score of Shakespeare's love history, members of the cast congratulated her in turn, including Adrian and Gwyneth. Soon, she came to the stage. As a result, Xiaojin stabilized her mood and began her speech.

Adrian took a look at the catcher. When the winner was announced before, when the big screen above was completely occupied by Judy Dench, a look of disappointment flashed on Natalie's face. Although it was fleeting, Adrian could see her clearly.

As if aware of his sight, Natalie turned her head not far away to see who it was, and then gave Adrian a look of no worry with a smile. However, it seemed like a sigh of relief. What's the matter?

Before he could think about it, Gwyneth's voice was ringing in her ear: "what are you looking at?"

Although very low, but the taste in the tone is more obvious, Adrian only smiles and turns around: "nothing to see."

"Is it?" Gwyneth looked suspiciously at where he had been looking, but saw nothing.

"Well, Judy is coming down. Let's continue to congratulate." Adrian laughs and changes the subject. After Dench's speech, Adrian takes the lead in clapping. After the old actor comes down, he rises again to express his congratulations.

After that, instead of sitting down, he went straight out. Gwyneth realized something, but she could only sit in her seat after seeing Blanchett, who was as stable as a mountain. About half a child, Adrian came back, and, though he was almost the same as he left, he could guess what he was doing from the slightly raised corners of his mouth. Gwyneth bet he could smell other NV's perfume if he crossed the line.

Last year he was like this, and this year is still like this. It's really hateful for Gwyneth to think that the NV man must have made him happy, otherwise he would not have looked around so much and looked very concerned just now.

I have to say that she wants to be bad, but that's exactly what Adrian wants her to have. But some of Gwyneth's ideas are right. He did have a good time in the bathroom just now. It's not last year's demon Jing - Kirsten didn't attend this year's Oscar - but Zeta Jones. The NV people still want to fight for more interests, naturally will not refuse Adrian's request.

The award ceremony is still going on. After several technical awards passed, the original script immediately fell into the hands of the catcher. There is no doubt that this mainstream inspirational film has always been the Oscar's favorite. Even if you can't get the best film, you won't win two or three weighty awards. But I'm afraid Jackie's best actor will lose his arm.

With the awards being awarded one by one, the ceremony soon ushered in the final stage of the ceremony, in the singing and dancing and the constantly changing gaudelberg gag.

"Oh, it's the moment at last," said Goldberg on the stage. Just as everyone thought she would complain about her failure to win the best NV, she suddenly changed her voice and waved to the back, "now it's your turn, Jack. Of course, don't take the axe."

With a burst of laughter, Nicholson, dressed in a suit, immediately stepped out of the back, shook the envelope in his hand and said slowly, "you're going to be disappointed, UBI. There are only envelopes and no axes."

There was another burst of laughter, and Goldberg shrugged: "OK, OK, I see. You'd better start. Don't make people wait too long, or you won't be the one with the axe."

Nicholson then raised his hands in laughter: "let's get to the point. Who will get one of the most important awards we're going to present? That's the problem. "

When he said that, he showed a typical bad smile, a bit insidious, a little cunning, but also some funny, which made many people laugh.

"Well, let's look at the nominees first." Nicholson waved, and the big screen next to him began to show the nominees. Streep, Gwyneth, Blanchett, and so on appeared in turn, as well as the clips they played in the film. The scene became quiet, and Adrian could almost tell which one was breathing harder, Gwyneth in front and Blanchett in the back.

"Any one of them is an excellent actor, but it's a pity that only one of them can be honored here..." Nicholson began to sigh again, but people's attention was obviously not on this, so he quickly stopped the conversation and opened the envelope in his hand, "then let me see who will be the best NV protagonist today."In an instant, the two NV people held their breath. About three seconds later, Nicholson's voice began to ring: "Elizabeth, Kate Blanchett"

the orchestra then began to play the score of Elizabeth, Blanchett "Congratulations, Robert, very good." Adrian came up and held out his hand to zemigis.

"Thank you, Adrian. You're pretty good, too." Zemigis was a little embarrassed. After all, the best director was snatched from Adrian by a loophole. He was not a fool. Perhaps he didn't know as much about the inside as Adrian. But who made him a good friend of Spielberg could still guess the problem.

"Don't look like that, Robert. The rest of the island is really well made. You're fully entitled to the prize." Adrian grinned and looked at Hanks and Spielberg, who were talking to him before: "right?"

"Of course," Spielberg chuckled. "I think ed probably regretted it now. I wanted him to direct."

"It's a good thing you didn't do it, Steven," Hanks said, with serious seriousness. "Ed is known for his efficiency, but it's definitely a disaster for actors."

"That's how you two guys talk about me in front of others?" Adrian immediately exclaimed, drawing their laughter.

With a few witty remarks, the atmosphere became more and more harmonious, and several people began to talk, just like others in the hall. This is vanity fair's "Oscar night" party. It has been held for six years so far, and it has been completely built into a brand. What brand is it to attend the Oscar ceremony but not to attend the vanity fair party?

"To be honest, there are some regrets tonight. You can get another best director." Spielberg said to Adrian after zemigis and Hanks left.

"It doesn't matter. You don't have to rush for the second time. Why should I be ahead of you?" Adrian shrugged.

"Is that flattery?" Spielberg laughed.

"Of course, after all, you supervised the production of" company of brothers ", and one episode has not been completed yet. I have to please you, so that you don't suddenly say no one day." Adrian shrugged again.

Spielberg laughed louder, his mood was obviously good, although "beautiful life" took the best actor and best foreign language film, but only did not get the best film.

"Speaking of it, I'm going to make a movie," A.I. "maybe you'd like to direct it?" He asked suddenly.

“《a.i》？” Adrian thought, "that's the one you're going to do with..."

"Yes, that's right." Spielberg nodded to confirm.

"Oh, forget it. It's enough to direct a Kubrick style movie. I don't want to do it again. I want to know that feeling..." Adrian immediately shook his head and refused.

"Is it?" Spielberg looked at him with a smile. As one of the big three of DreamWorks, he still knows a little about the disputes between him and the two leading actors.

But Spielberg didn't go on with the subject, but instead turned to something else: "OK, but if it's like this again, don't regret it, ed."

"It doesn't matter. Robert is fully qualified to be the best director." Adrian said sincerely, followed by: "speaking of this, maybe you can recommend a director to me?"

"Oh?" Spielberg raised his eyebrows.

"Well You know, I got a script in '97, and although the stars were basically confirmed, I couldn't find the right director, "Adrian explained." although I can direct it, and the script is good, you know, I'm going to be very busy this year... "

"The Lord of the rings, right?" Spielberg suddenly asked.

Adrian couldn't help but be a little surprised. Then the other Party pointed to not far away: "heard from there."

Looking around, the old man McCullen was talking and laughing with some people.

"I knew that." Adrian sighed.

"Well, Ian didn't say anything. I guessed it." Spielberg comforted him.

"Well, not to mention that, I just want to ask, you may be able to recommend a few suitable candidates?" Adrian said so.

"Let me see Wait, 97? Isn't that the script? " Spielberg stares at him.

"Yes, that's it." Adrian was generous enough to admit it.

"Oh," Spielberg chuckled. "When we had a hard time bidding with MGM, we were about to sell it. But you quietly took away the price by doubling the price. Now you want me to recommend the right director. Don't you think it's too much, ed?"

"Frankly," Adrian thought seriously, "No

"I knew," Spielberg looked at him smilingly. "Well, I'll think about it.""Then please." Adrian patted him on the arm and left.

The reason why they came to Spielberg at the party was to find a suitable director for the play. Adrian had considered many people, even David Lynch, but they were not suitable. In addition, he had to devote most of Jing's efforts to the production of the Lord of the rings, so he didn't have time to carefully select the right director, so he only had to choose a suitable director from Spielberg Berger tried to find a way. He remembered that the relationship between the original director and him was very good, and the original version was directed under his recommendation.

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