You made me a superstar

Chapter 251 Uneasy
Zhao Sicheng sat on the seat, his hands clenched into fists.

Anger, humiliation, sorrow, hatred...

All kinds of negative emotions, accompanied by the voice of apology, echoed in his mind over and over again.

Everyone on the Internet is rumoring that Zhou Yang was threatened by someone...

But actually!

It was he who was really threatened.

Fox knew that the bigger the public opinion, the worse it would be for them.

So, through Tom's mouth, they threatened Zhao Sicheng openly and secretly that he must apologize to calm the public opinion, otherwise, they would announce that Zhao Sicheng was absent from the Oscars for some reason!

Absence of the Oscar means that he cannot win an award, and that means that he will have a hard time in Hollywood, and it will be difficult for him to stand up again.

In China, he used to be a respected director of the fifth generation. He was omnipotent with one hand, and he controlled the future and destiny of many young directors.

And now...

He suddenly felt like an old dog, unable to control his own destiny, he could only endure it!

The sad mood is getting stronger and stronger!

but!

After all, he sat at the Oscars ceremony.

Just because he apologized doesn't mean he lost.

When public opinion was heated up, Fox still kept "Fatal Crisis" and entered the Oscars, and the white congressman Sergey still supported him behind him, although he no longer praised his "Fatal Crisis" in public. But at least Deadly Crisis has been moving behind the scenes.

The white congressman Sergey and the black congressman Olson are competing openly and secretly on various occasions. As long as I win the award, he will not let me fall down so easily!

Senator Sergey needs someone to speak for them, people of all stripes need...

At this moment, Zhao Sicheng suddenly realized what his next movie should be. He wanted to make an inspirational movie based on Sergey. He wanted to portray Sergey as a very close, kind, and loving person. people!
Isn't what Zhou Yang did just flattery?

Deliberately vilify the United States, exaggerate the sorrow of black people and the people at the bottom, so as to arouse resonance, ha ha...

What a little guy!
Zhao Sicheng clenched his fists and took a deep breath. After he figured out his future plan, he felt a little better about the humiliation.

He stared in the direction of Saw and narrowed his eyes.

In that direction, Zhou Yang was surrounded by a group of people.

He seemed to see Zhou Yang looking at him, smiling, mocking him, announcing something.

How complacent, how defiant, and how arrogant he is!

Dog fights people!

You won't be arrogant for long!
He took a deep breath again, and although he was extremely angry, there was a faint, calm smile on his face!

At this moment, he has to endure until he wins an award, endures until he emerges in Hollywood to prove his worth, and officially integrates into Hollywood...

Now, he only needs one chance!
..............................

"Mr. Zhou Yang, you are a fighter!"

"Mr. Zhou Yang, I support you. If possible, I can put aside other time and participate in "Chain Saw 2"!"

"Mr. Zhou Yang, I admire your spirit of daring to expose the truth. Come on, no matter what difficulties you encounter, please rest assured that I will always be with you, and God will stand by us!"

"This is a war, a war we are bound to win!"

"..."

In the position of "Chain Saw".

Christian smiled and introduced the black actors who surrounded him.

Among them are many well-known black film stars in Hollywood such as Will Smith and Germaine Hanxun.

These people were very enthusiastic about him, and the smile on his face and the countless goodwill made people inexplicably feel a little bit fond of him.

Zhou Yang greeted them one by one, but there was a trace of vigilance and uneasiness in his heart. He felt that he had stepped into the dark vortex with one foot, sinking deeper and deeper.

He realized that he had been pushed to a high place.

He glanced at Christian, and Christian's smile was still very bright, but Zhou Yang felt more and more that this guy had a dark belly, like a trader hiding in the dark.

After Zhou Yang finished greeting, the gang of black buddies did not leave, but still chatted around him about some things in Hollywood, mostly complaining about Oscar's injustice.

Since 02, there have been fewer and fewer black actors on the Oscars, and fewer and fewer black actors on the awards ceremony...

The Oscars are almost becoming a white man's award!

Zhou Yang's appearance encouraged them, and they felt that they had to fight, join this unfair fight, and fight for more benefits for young black actors!
Zhou Yang wasn't complacent, arrogant, or arrogant...

Even, some praise did not make him happy.

He just looked around subconsciously.

He just felt nervous.

He wants to get out of here.

He understands that there will be victims in many power struggles. Although he is welcomed by so many people and surrounded by so many people, once he is useless, his fate may not be so optimistic.

After the Oscars this time, he has to keep a proper distance from these people. No matter what movies he makes in the future, he must reduce these movies with black elements.

No, no black elements or slightly biased elements are allowed in any of the following films!
Movies under the influence of the government will eventually be backlashed...

He made this decision silently in his heart.

Why hasn't the Oscars started yet?
Zhou Yang looked at the time, and immediately left this place with the excuse of going to the bathroom.

"Mr. Will Smith..."

When Zhou Yang left, Zheng Jun, who had been silent by Zhou Yang's side all the time, was so shocked that he seemed to muster up his courage to say these words.

"Hello." Will Smith turned his head subconsciously after hearing the voice, and saw another Chinese young man.

"I'm a screenwriter. My name is Zheng Jun. I wrote a script called "Struggle". I want to invite you to participate in..." Zheng Jun's voice was trembling, and it was obvious that Will Smith turned his head. At that time, his heart was extremely nervous. When he finished speaking this sentence in one breath, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his whole heart became more and more flustered.

"Oh, hello, Mr. Zheng Jun!" Will Smith looked at Zheng Jun and showed a smile. He originally thought that the guy following Zhou Yang was Zhou Yang's assistant, but he didn't expect it to be a screenwriter. Of course, his smile Very polite, but only polite.

"No, no, "Struggle" was not written by me, and it's not right. The original script of "Struggle" was written by me, and I wrote it, but it was edited by Mr. Zhou Yang... No, more than half of it is written. It was changed by Mr. Zhou Yang..." Zheng Jun began to stammer, even he himself didn't know what he was talking about.

This was the first time he entered such a powerful occasion, and it was the first time he met such a big person.

"Oh? Can I read the script conveniently?" Will Smith's originally polite expression began to show a little emotion, and then he suddenly thought that Zhou Yang would suddenly bring a Chinese person to the Oscars, which meant that Zhou Yang had a great deal of respect for this Chinese man. People pay special attention to it. After hearing that Zhou Yang helped to revise the script, Will Smith keenly realized that this script should be extraordinary.

"Yeah, I've brought it here, take a look..." Zheng Jun nodded quickly, and handed the script of "Struggle" to Will Smith.

Will Smith took over the script. Although the Oscar officials were noisy, he still settled down and read it for a while.

He read the script very fast, his eyes became brighter the more he read it, and his interest became very intense, especially after seeing the main plot and the end of the script, he held the book tightly.

"Mr. Zheng Jun, I am very interested in this script. Did you direct it?"

"Mr. Will Smith, I originally wanted to direct this movie, but later I found out that I don't have the ability, so I hope that Mr. Zhou Yang will be the director of this movie, and I will learn as an assistant director..." Zheng Jun shook his head.

"Did you find anyone else for this script?" Will Smith asked this question in a low voice. After asking this question, he glanced around. Christian was chatting with other black actors about "Chain Saw." 2", these actors were very excited and didn't notice this.

"No, I think you are the most suitable!"

"I also think I'm the most suitable!" Will Smith nodded. Although he looked calm, he couldn't control his excitement deep inside. "Can you give me this script?"

"Yes!" Zheng Jun nodded desperately.

"Good!" He liked the script very much.

The script is picking actors, and the actors are picking scripts!

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The 79th Academy Awards have begun.

Zhou Yang came late from the bathroom.

He felt that only by staying in the bathroom could his insecure emotions find such a trace of peace.

The Oscar Awards Ceremony is full of splendor and prosperity.

But the more prosperous and brighter you are, the less you can lose yourself.

"Mr. Zhou..."

"Ok?"

"I thought I could shoot a good movie, but when I really started to plan the shooting, I found that I couldn't make the movie "Struggle" at all. I was under a lot of pressure..."

"Are you retreating?" Zhou Yang frowned slightly when he saw Zheng Jun lower his head and say this in front of him.

"That's not what I meant...I can't be a director, I want to be an assistant director, for the movie "Struggle", I can't find a reference movie at all, I even made a mess of the shooting plan...I feel very sad, knowing that I What was filmed must be a mess..." Zheng Jun shook his head, looking a little discouraged.

After seeing Zheng Jun's appearance, Zhou Yang was silent for a long time.

finally……

He just nodded.

When Zheng Jun saw Zhou Yang nodding, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when he was about to say something...

The Oscars have begun!

The first award is the Best Editing Award for "Fatal Crisis"...

The two looked at the big screen for the first time.

(End of this chapter)