You don't understand the happiness of the director

Jiang Wen, Zhou Yun, and Zhou Yun looked at Nortel's Professor Xie smiling like a flower, which was sour. How could such a good seedling not be in their drama?

Xie Fei said with emotion, "My student is really embarrassing Beidian. In fact, screenwriting is his side job, and directing is his real job."

Jiang Wen nodded in agreement, "Lao Mei produces hundreds of movies every year, and he is still a foreigner, so it is already very impressive to be nominated."

Zhou Yun said, "Why, you are so sure that he won't win the award."

Jiang Wen spread his hands, "It's true that the chances are not very high. Xiao Wang is an outsider to Lao Mei. How many of us are among the Oscar judges?"

Xie Fei was curious, "Are there any Oscar judges among us?"

"Yes," Jiang Wen also often goes abroad, and his knowledge in this area is better than that of Xie Dao, "As far as I know, Chen Chong is an Oscar judge, and Wu Junmei, oh, by the way, Gong Li and Zhang Ziyi are all Yes, among the directors, there are more familiar directors and Mr. Kai, and less familiar Li An and Wu Yusen."

Xie Fei thought for a moment, and said a little embarrassedly, "I know Yi Mou Kai Ge well, if I ask them to vote for my junior brother, is this considered illegal operation?"

Jiang Wen waved his hand, "What is this? The number of Oscar judges is very large, there should be several thousand people. Many people have never seen the movie. They voted when they saw familiar names. These few votes of us Chinese do not affect the Nothing."

Hearing what he said, Xie Fei made up his mind, "Then I will call the two brothers later, and then contact Xiao Gong Xiaozhang. Even if they lose the election, they can't lose too badly. They have certain influence overseas, and they should unite and help each other." .”

Jiang Wen still held the mobile phone in his hand, "Let me connect Chen Chong for you first."

Xie Fei smiled, "I don't see that you are willing to help others."

Jiang Wen chuckled, "I've always been like this. People say that Tangshan rains in time."

After the phone call, Chen Chong was surprised by the news, said "unbelievable" several times, and then told Jiang Wen, "I can't help you with this."

After talking in detail, I found out that in the Oscar voting rules, actors can only participate in the voting for the best hero and heroine, supporting actor and actress, and the best picture.

Similarly, screenwriters can only vote for Best Original Screenplay, Best Adapted Screenplay, and Best Picture.

All judges can participate in the voting for the best film, but the judges can only participate in the voting of their own department according to the division of labor of different departments.

And Chen Chong belongs to the actor department. As an actor and director, she knows mostly friends from these two departments. Not only is she powerless to do this, Zhang Yimou and Chen Kaige can't help much, unless the boy's work is shortlisted for the best Film.

Jiang Wen hung up the phone, feeling a little embarrassed because he couldn't help, but Xie Fei was not disappointed, but sighed, "I think this kind of rule is very good. If there is a specialization in surgery, it should be let the professional People comment on this professional award, which sounds much more reliable than our Golden Rooster Award."

After sending Jiang Wen and his wife away, Xie Fei immediately called Zhang Huijun, the principal of Nortel.

Wang Quan's nomination for an Oscar is a great joy for the film academy, and it can even be used as a publicity point to compete with Chinese operas when recruiting students this year!

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Wang Quan just shared his joy with the teacher, but he didn't expect Teacher Xie to make several phone calls after busying himself.

It was already dark at this time, and Wang Quan had just come out from Donglaishun, waving goodbye to his high school classmates, when the sky began to snowflakes, I don't know how many snowfalls it was in the winter of 2006.

It is not far from his home in Lazhu Hutong. Wang Quan put on his hat and walked home.

As he approached the door of the house, he saw a man standing under the eaves, stomping his feet with bulging clothes.

Wang Quan ran a few steps, "Mimi, why are you here? Are you playing Wangmen Lixue?"

Yang Mi pulled the scarf down, and said angrily, "Don't you have to leave tomorrow? I'll bring you some dumplings. These are made in my milk. Didn't you like eating them the most when you were young?"

Wang Quan, who opened the door, paused for a moment, then turned to look at Yang Mi seriously, "Be so kind to me, be careful I won't let you go at night."

Yang Mi retorted, "I have already made an agreement with Lao Yang. If I don't come home at ten o'clock, I will ask him to call the brothers in the upper camp to come here to rescue me. What electric batons, handcuffs, tiger stools, chili oil, all I can bring superior."

This girl never suffers from her mouth.

Letting people in, Yang Mi unzipped the down jacket in the living room, with a thermal lunch box and her proud curves in her arms.

The dumplings inside were still steaming, Yang Mi introduced, "Here are the stuffed with tomato and egg, the stuffed with shredded fish-flavored pork, the stuffed with diced strawberry meat, this one is stuffed with beef offal, this one is stuffed with donkey meat, and there are also spicy dumplings. As for the stuffed ones, I’ll bring you a few of each, thirty in total, just keep your fill.”

"Hey!" Wang Quan waved his chopsticks, "Our grandma has made a new breakthrough in making dumplings!"

Yang Mi propped her chin with her palm, "You can eat more if it tastes good, you won't be able to eat it when you go abroad."

Wang Quan just finished a dumpling stuffed with fire, and was amazed, "In addition to donkey meat, there is really fire skin!"

"Chopped and mixed with donkey meat, not bad."

"Pretty good!"

Yang Mi suggested, "Try the stuffed spicy strips again."

Wang Quan was full of praise after tasting one, and Yang Mi grabbed one directly, "Then I dare to eat it."

Wang Quan was stunned for a moment, "You didn't eat it when you co-authored it, so let me test the poison!"

Yang Mi chuckled, "There is a small piece of noodles left, and I just snatched a packet of spicy noodles from my cousin, so I chopped it and put it in the bag. I didn't expect it to be really edible."

The two chattered and laughed, and an hour passed, and it was almost ten o'clock. Although she knew that there would be no police uncle rushing in with electric batons, Yang Mi should really go back, even though the security in the capital at night was very tight. However, Wang Quan put on his clothes and insisted on sending Yang Mi back.

"The snow has stopped, let's go."

On the way, Yang Mi talked about her achievements on the blog, and her legs were so happy that Wang Quan smiled, "Then remember to follow me, and I will post an article later."

"What's your online name?"

"It's about royal power and wealth."

When they arrived at the gate of Yang Mi's community, Yang Mi apologized and said that she had work tomorrow and couldn't see him off.

"It's okay." Wang Quan took out a cigarette from his pocket, "Bring me a fire."

Yang Mi immediately handed over the lighter, and Wang Quan confiscated the lighter, "Okay, you are still smoking, right?"

It turned out that this was a temptation, and Yang Mi fell for it. She admitted, "I didn't smoke anymore, I just forgot to throw away the lighter. If you don't believe me, search your body, I'm sure I don't have any cigarettes on me."

Wang Quan really wanted to search, but he was really afraid of being seen by Lao Yang, and the consequences of being seen by neighbors and telling Lao Yang would be very serious.

So he could only choose to trust Yang Mi, and put the lighter in his pocket, "The little girl is not allowed to smoke, and she also took time to pull out her wisdom teeth. The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain."

"Got it, nagging."

Wang Quan finally touched Yang Mi's head, "Let's go."

Back home, Wang Quan packed his luggage first, and before going to bed, he made some changes to the manuscript he had written before and posted it to his blog account. The account name had already been informed to his cousin Mayo in advance, and he would take care of the arrangements.

However, my cousin said that Mimi is the priority in recommending resources now, and her market performance is indeed good.

Early the next morning, my mother, Mei Yanqiu, showed up at this home. Today she will personally drive her son to the airport.

Although Wang Quan said "Oh, it's too troublesome, just take a taxi", he was secretly happy. Although he is used to being independent, he is actually a big baby who needs his mother's care.

Waving goodbye to his mother at the entrance of the airport, Wang Quan looked at the gray sky in the capital and muttered to himself, "I will come back, the sky should be blue by then..."

After entering the airport, Wang Quan first visited some duty-free shops with Chinese characteristics, planning to bring some special products to Dorothy's family. Dorothy's mother, Wendy, likes Chinese silk, and her father, Tao Weilong, is keen on the liquor from his hometown.

As for what Dorothy likes, he asked, but there was no ceramic massage pestle, and asked a few more questions, did the wooden ones exist? The female shopping guide blushed and almost called the security guard. Ceramic panda as a gift.

Afterwards, he checked his luggage. Seeing that he still had plenty of time, Wang Quan ran to the restroom. When he came out, he saw a woman with a beautiful back, her hair tied up, and her face could not be seen standing outside the door of the women's washroom.

This woman is ripe!

who is she? There is a prize quiz, if you guess correctly, Laofo will add more on Monday