[US Entertainment] Best Director

Spielberg came to the UK to see his son. He didn't plan to stay for a long time. He even booked a plane ticket back to Hollywood next week to prepare for the new film.

But at this moment, looking at the invitation letter in his hand, he hesitated.

After thinking for a long time, Spielberg called the manager.

"The air ticket has been postponed. I will return to Hollywood next month."

"What's the matter?" The manager was a little puzzled. He had worked with Stephen for 30 years, and he had never seen him postpone his new movie for any reason.

"I saw a nice young man and I wanted to help her," Spielberg replied.

"But the investor has already agreed on the plane for next week." The manager frowned. "Why don't you go back and sign the contract first, and then come to the UK next month."

"Jerry, I'm nearly 60 years old." Spielberg was silent for a while, "I don't know how many more years I can make movies. Maybe a few more years, but after a few years? The old guys from Inspur are all gone, what will happen to this industry? Who will take care of it? Hong Kong is lucky to have Wang Jing who is willing to make bad movies to support half of Hong Kong's film and television personnel, is there any in Hollywood?"

"It's been years since I've seen someone new that has my heart set on. Jerry. I don't want to regret it."

There was a long silence on the phone.

After a long time, the manager's voice was slightly relieved, "I understand."

The premiere of Doctor Who: The Runaway Bride.

Mike Newell came to the theater fully dressed.

At this time, there were still more than ten minutes before the opening, so he went to the coffee shop downstairs to buy a cup of milk tea and his favorite - popcorn.

In order to hide his identity and hide his achievements and fame, Mike rushed to the last row after entering the arena.

So, after Spielberg took his seat, he saw a man in a black jacket, mask and sunglasses sitting beside him with milk tea in his left hand and popcorn in his right.

Spielberg didn't like people making noises while he watched the film.

But the man next to him is obviously the legendary "noise party", and Spielberg couldn't help frowning.

At this time, Mike Newell didn't know that he had been deeply disgusted by Hollywood boss Steven Spielberg.

At the moment, he is happily watching the work of this flower vase girl who rejected his movie lead actress.

Although he would love to have this movie hit the street, to prove how unwise it was for Prairius to reject his film's leading lady.....

But, until now.......

Well....The mirror is still good...

The later stage is also good... I heard that the BBC spent a lot of money...

The script is pretty good too.... Davies old boy finally wrote something decent......

The shooting is very tense...the relaxation is moderate...

The old friend David is also very good... It seems that there are some nominations for this year's Empire Film...

When sixteen audio tracks appeared on one screen and played around 32 speakers, Mike Newell was already dizzy.

Sixteen audio tracks for one picture? ? ?

MV dare not shoot like this!

But... the effect is surprisingly good? ? ?

Mike Newell feels like his ears are alive, and he can transform with wings!

As a result, Mike Newell, who hadn't experienced this kind of movie-watching experience for a long time and was about to overflow with happiness, unconsciously accelerated the speed of eating popcorn.

At the end of the film, Mike Newell was about to be the first to stand up and applaud, but found that the stranger beside him took the first step, so he quickly put down the snacks in his hand and applauded.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but the moment he put down the popcorn and stood up to applaud, he caught a glimpse of the contemptuous eyes of a stranger wearing a mask beside him...

Must be an illusion....

He, the famous British director Mike Newell, how could he be despised!

However, when he went backstage to talk to Prairis about the movie, and saw the stranger remove his mask and chat happily with Prairis, Mike Newell was in a trance.

This... isn't this tm Steven Spielberg! ! ! ! !

Of course, Mike Newell's inner cries didn't reach Prairith and the Hollywood mogul.

Mike Newell left the premiere in a daze.

Prairie chats with Spielberg about the new movie.

"I didn't expect you to come, it's really an honor." Prairis said modestly.

Spielberg raised his eyebrows, "It's a very good movie, especially the sixteen soundtracks, which made my eyes shine. It should be my honor to see young people make such a movie."

Prairis smiled, "You are appreciated."

"Just tell the truth."

After speaking, Spielberg asked for Prairie's mailbox and left first.

Prairis called Georgina when she got home.

"Is the IMDB score out?" Georgina asked.

"No, the BBC said it will be suppressed until tomorrow."

"Until tomorrow?" Georgina frowned. "The premiere didn't go well?"

"No, fine." Prairie replied.

"That's good." Georgina breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Spielberg came to the premiere."

"Who?" Georgina's heart raised again.

"Spielberg," Prairis repeated.

"Oh my god, I just heard that he sent an invitation in the UK recently." Georgina couldn't believe it. "I didn't expect him to come?"

"Not only came, but also asked for my mailbox."

"What?" Georgina's eyes lit up. "Mailbox?"

"Correct."

"Oh, god." Georgina covered her mouth and tried to calm down, "Listen to me about Prairie, now, open your mailbox and see if Mr. Spielberg has emailed you, if so , go back immediately, with a humble tone."

Pryris opened the mailbox, and there were no unread messages. "He didn't send it."

"Sooner or later it will be sent." Georgina said, "And it will be sent with a big gift."

Great gift?

Prairie was a little puzzled.

Just when I was about to ask Georgina, I found an unread message in the mailbox.

From Steven Spielberg.

Double click to open.

He covered his mouth in disbelief.

Prairis moved the microphone closer "Georgina...you're right, it's a great gift...God..."