He Jinsi picked his eyebrows, looking a little surprised.
Teng Siqing shrugged. "What's so exciting about this? It's not the first time I've been nominated for an Oscar. But as a Chinese, it's too difficult for me to win the award. I guess I'll run with you this time."
Since her comeback, she has been nominated for best actress three times, but none of them has won a prize.
It is said that she only needs this award to reach a grand slam and become a superstar who can be recorded in the world film history. On the eve of the award ceremony every year, countless media speculate whether she can win the award this year.
However, no matter how excited the fans are, Teng Siqing is very calm.
The three major European film festivals pay more attention to the artistry of the film. The award process is very professional and basically will not consider factors other than the film itself, so it is relatively fair.
However, Oscar pays more attention to the commercial value of films and is influenced by some political factors.
Behind the jury, there are countless European and American chaebols, all of which have a strong influence.
This is very disadvantageous for a Chinese actress, and it is beyond Teng Siqing's control.
She has already passed the age of pursuing perfection in everything, and she has long been open to these things.
Whether she can get a grand slam or not does not affect her to become an excellent actor, nor does it affect her status and value in the circle today. Therefore, it is not important.
He Jinsi pursed his lips, "but I think it's different this time. I have a hunch that you will win the prize."
"What? Have you changed to fortune telling?" Teng Siqing paused. "Or... He sanshao is going to spend money to buy me a prize? That's really unnecessary. How much are you going to spend? Just call me directly."
"Haven't all my bank cards been handed over to you? Now I have to apply with my girlfriend to buy a bottle of red wine. How can I get so much money to smash the jury?" he Jinsi glanced at her with a smile.
"Just know!"
Teng Siqing raised her small and delicate chin and looked proud and charming.
He Jinsi was attracted by the look at the bottom of her eyes. His eyes were slightly dark. The next second, his arm was surrounded by Teng Siqing's slender waist. As soon as he made an effort, he pressed the person on the sofa.
The temperature in the living room rises rapidly.
"Mom, mom! Where are you? Tangtang just called me and asked me if I would go to m country to attend the award ceremony. Shall we go... Eh?!"
The little guy's cheerful voice came from the direction of the stairs.
The two men on the sofa were suddenly stiff.
Teng Siqing took the lead in responding and raised her foot to kick the man down.
He Jinsi was kicked and snorted, but he was still calm and looked at his son.
But before he could speak, Teng Qingze skillfully covered his eyes with his small hands. As he turned around, he said, "I didn't see anything. Mom and Dad continued to cheer and have a sister!"
He paused for a moment and couldn't help muttering: "Dad is so bad. Why don't you have a sister for so long? You won't lie to me? Brother Shaoxuan's sister has been born!"
He Jinsi and Teng Siqing: "......"
Yes, Bo Tingyuan, who has been clamoring for divorce for several years, actually gave birth to a second child ahead of them. He is still a little princess.
Now, the word divorce is no longer mentioned, but also a beautiful wife in arms and children, seems to have become a winner in life!