2008 soon arrived, and the strike trend that swept across Hollywood became increasingly fierce. On January 4, the Screenwriters Union and the Actors Union publicly announced their boycott of this year's Golden Globe Awards. After only three days, the organizers announced the cancellation of this year's Golden Globe Awards ceremony.

This is undoubtedly a major victory, so the screenwriters union took advantage of the victory to pursue it. For a time, there were wars everywhere in Hollywood, and countless screenwriters held homemade signs to conduct various protests and demonstrations.

At the same time, many actors also expressed their support with actions, such as Anna Fares who helped distribute bottled water at the demonstration site, Matt LeBron who stood in the demonstration crowd to hold signs, and Sandra Wu, who came out of the set of "Grey's Anatomy" and was wearing costumes and came straight to the scene to support him.

Many big names also expressed their support with actions. Clooney publicly stated on the last day of 2007 that the screenwriters’ reasonable requirements should be met, and Cruise’s United Arts Company was the first to reach an agreement with the screenwriters on January 7th.

Sean Tang, the owner of the second-tier production company Wonderful Film, the leader in Hollywood, said after personally standing up for a parade that he would prompt his company and the screenwriter to reach an agreement as soon as possible.

"Lianyi has set a good example for us. The screenwriters' requirements are indeed reasonable. They have experienced too many unfairness. I will do my best to promote negotiations between Reincarnation Pictures and screenwriters and give full play to their role." Facing the reporter's interview, Sean looked at it like this, and he also paid for the best pizza to the people in the parade.

In short, the aggressive screenwriters have already acted like they are not going to meet their goals. As the losses caused continue to increase, it seems that it will be a matter of time before the producers' alliance renegotiation is a matter of time, but behind this, what should be done is still indispensable.

"Yes, of course, your performance is excellent, Sean. Do you know, I have seen Milk before. Although your appearance is different from him, your temperament and enthusiasm are very similar to him." At the party filled with a warm atmosphere, an old man who looked in his fifties smiled and said to Sean, his face was very excited.

"Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Stanley, as a San Francisco, I am proud to be able to play the great character Milk," Sean said with a smile.

John Stanley, the British, and one of the many freelance writers who can participate in the Golden Globe Awards. After meeting this party by a "study" incident, he immediately started a chat with him and had a very pleasant conversation.

Although the Golden Globe Awards are always HFPA (Hollywood Foreign Press Association) always says that they are constantly making rectifications to ensure that the selection of each award can be more fair and just. However, the Golden Globe Awards, which are always mostly shady, is not so easy to become open and transparent. Even Oscars pay attention to public relations, let alone the HFPA with only 99 people.

In name, those who participated in HFPA were journalists outside the United States, but in fact, a considerable number of them were freelance writers. In addition, they had long-term observations and reporting on Hollywood, and their connections were already very wide. Gifts were only allowed to be given champagne, bouquets and movie peripheral decorations, and rules such as rules were almost ineffective. Even the upper limit of political donations could be avoided, not to mention these small rules, so this time we have this chance encounter.

"It seems you're getting along well?" After Sean and Stanley finished chatting, Frederick, who was waiting not far away, quickly came up.

"It should be pretty good, but I think that guy is very likely to be gay." Sean said, pinching his nose.

"Is that true?" Frederick glanced at Stanley, who had not walked too far, and said, "How did you see it?"

"I can just see," Shaun shrugged, "this isn't it? His chances of voting for Milk should be high."

After pausing, he immediately asked: "There is no voting time now, right? I heard that HFPA plans to present awards around the 15th, and because of the previous boycott, the award ceremony was cancelled and turned into a press conference."

"Don't worry, Sean, everything has been going well so far." Frederick said comfortingly, "Let's see."

"Well, I'm just worried about the New York Critics Association Awards." Sean sighed, "and I'm at a disadvantage for the time being."

The three most well-known film critics association awards have basically been awarded. Needless to say, Los Angeles can be regarded as Sean's territory, so they successfully won the Best Actor. Chicago did a good job, awarded the Best Actor to Lewis, and then awarded the Best Supporting Actor to Sean - he was nominated for Best Supporting Actor for "The Death of the Sharpshooter".

But New York doesn't know what they are doing. They seem to be doing things too. But the problem is that they gave the Best Actor to Lewis, but the Best Supporting Actor to Matt Damon, who played Dan White in "Milke". This is a bit strange, and for Sean, it's definitely not very good, so he really wants to win another game at the Golden Globes.

After a short rest, Sean immediately followed Frederick to visit other people. I don’t know how many times this happened in the past few weeks, but he is already familiar with it. Since that’s the case, the feeling of fatigue after a round of work still came to his mind. After all, "The Strange Things of Benjamin Button" was a little too late to close the mirror. It was very energy-consuming to run on both sides, and...

"Okay, today is almost done. In fact, the entire Golden Globes are almost done. You can go back and have a good rest, and then strive to complete the filming of "The Strange Things of Benjamin Button" as soon as possible. We will have a tough battle at the end of the month." Frederick said while patting Sean on the shoulder.

"I know." Sean nodded. When the Golden Globe Award passed, the Actors Union Award was in front of him. Since it was the Actors Union Award, there was still a lot of gold content.

Then, his expression froze, as a familiar figure appeared in his sight, wearing a black dress, straightened flax hair, and his face with an intellectual atmosphere. He was talking to a freelance writer who had talked a few words before.

Sean immediately ignored Frederick who was still chattering around and walked over with big strides: "Nata? I'm so happy to see you here!"

The other party was startled at first, and a hint of unhappiness flashed in his eyes, but it soon turned into a very decent and unexpected smile: "Shawn?"

"I didn't bother you, Mr. Fleming?" Even though all kinds of emotions kept rolling in my heart, Sean still greeted the freelance writer who had talked to before.

"No, of course not, in fact, I mentioned you just now." The other party burst into laughter, then swept between them with an interesting look. "I think Natalie's performance in "Rachel's Wedding" was excellent, and then asked who was the best among the actors she nominated, and she thought it was you."

"Oh?" Sean's eyes lit up, "I'm so glad you looked like this, Nata."

"Well... I think what is it is, and should not be manipulated by prejudice," Natalie smiled, as if sighing, "But, Sean, can you call me Natalie?"

Sean's smile suddenly froze on his face, looking at her blankly, not knowing what to say, because although this sentence is simple, the meaning is very clear.

Natalie continued without waiting for him to react further: "Frankly, Sean, I'm very grateful for you. You recommended "Rachel's Wedding" to me, but... you are excellent, have cauliflower, and are gentle to girls, but I also said that I won't go on a date without a playboy."

She spoke very seriously and sincerely, with a hint of guilt, and her eyes glanced at the side from time to time, as if she was sorry for him. Only when her eyes turned around would she show a hint of impatience.

Sean's face became a little embarrassed because, this time, he noticed Natalie's deep hidden look.

"What a ruthless confession, isn't it?" said freelance writer Fleming, who was trying to smooth things over.

Natalie then gave him a bitter smile, and then looked at Sean helplessly but sincerely again: "I'm sorry, Sean, if I hurt you, I apologize to you, but...I'm sorry, we are not suitable."

This sentence hit Sean hard in his heart like a heavy hammer, giving him a feeling of Venus and wanting to disgust. But at the same time, his thinking became clearer, just like during the performance, his soul broke away from his body, looked down at the crowd with a high and calm expression, and the other party's impatience and subtle movements reacted more clearly in his heart.

"I understand." He tried his best to calm himself down, took a deep breath and said so, then owed slightly, turned around and left here.

"Are you really moved by that girl?" Frederick, who was waiting not far away, immediately greeted him. "That's not an easy person to impress. He graduated from Harvard psychology and went to Israel to study. He is probably the most beautiful actress in the Jewish group. If you want to deal with her, I suggest you spend some time..."

"Enough, Fred." Sean yelled softly and interrupted the chattering Frederick.

The agent was stunned for a moment, then frowned: "Is something happened?"

"Nothing." Sean answered stiffly and strode out.

"Wait, Sean," Frederick chased after him, "You are in a bad mood. Have you done anything with her? Or is the last gossip that was true, you were dating..."

"I said enough, Fred." Sean said without looking back.

But Frederick didn't back down: "I need to know the answer, Sean, you said you won't hide anything from me."

Then he lowered his voice: "I even know...that, are you not at ease with me?"

"I'm already very clear about it, Fred!" Sean stopped and stared at Frederick with an angry look, so that he couldn't help but take a step back.

A few seconds later, Sean withdrew his gaze and sighed: "When I want to tell you, I will naturally tell you."

After all the words were said, Frederick was still worried, so he could only keep silent.
Chapter completed!