Under the guidance of the induction, Lance came to the second row in the center. Alexander Payne, who was originally sitting in the position, and his wife Sandra Wu, both stood up and expressed a friendly welcome to Lance. "The City of God is really a very outstanding work." Alexander's greeting seemed very special, and the implication was that "killing people with a knife" was not that excellent.

Lance didn't care. He knew that filmmakers like Alexander were very pure and devoted to film creation. Their appreciation was much more important than those social scenes. "Can I say, did I not understand the first time I spent in my life in glass of wine?" "Glass of wine" is a work that tells the crisis of midlife. The lines of the script are full of wisdom, especially the wisdom accumulated over the years, which needs to be savored carefully.

"You are still young." Alexander said in a word that he was eleven years older than Lance.

Lance tilted his head, "Is this a good thing?" Alexander means that Lance has not experienced the midlife crisis, while Lance means that the influence of age on directors. The youngest winner of the Best Director at the Academy was Norman Taurolog, who won the award 32 years and 260 days. Lance just celebrated his 32th birthday not long ago.

With just one sentence, the style of painting was wrong. Alexander immediately understood and couldn't help but smile. Wu Shandao, who was standing beside him, simply smiled heartily, "You are a very interesting person."

Sandra Wu is a talented actor who has made a world of world in Hollywood as an Asian actor. She has impressive performances in "Glass of Drink Life", but her true well-known role comes from the American drama "Grey's Anatomy", which has allowed her to occupy a place in the highly competitive Hollywood.

Lance's deepest impression of Sandra Wu was also the medical drama, but "Grey's Anatomy" had not started yet, so Lance had to change the topic, "If I said, I remember your performance in the princess' diary, would it be rude?"

"Oh, no, of course not." Wu Shanzhuo laughed, "What surprised me was that you were actually interested in the chick movie."

Lance shrugged, "Sometimes, the choice is not in my hands." The helpless expression made Alexander nod his head empathically, and Wu Shandao's laughter could not stop at all.

Just then, on the other side, Clint Eastwood walked over, his position was placed to the right of Alexander and Sandra Wu, followed by his wife Dina Eastwoods.

Lance raised his gaze and greeted him politely. Alexander and Wu Shandao also turned around to express their friendship, "Huh, it seems that I have broken the rules. There is obviously something wrong with the seat arrangement today." Lance was teasing that he did not bring his female companion, and the others came together.

Wu Shandao raised his head and laughed without any scruples, and a smile appeared in Alexander's eyes.

Clint pulled the corners of his mouth and looked at Alexander respectively. Lance pointed his chin, and then sat down with his wife. This immediately left a large gap in Lance's humor, and the atmosphere became awkward. Alexander and Wu Shandao both noticed something was wrong, but they didn't understand what was going on, and their smiles froze slightly.

Lance took his eyes off Clint and looked at Alexander and Sandra Wu, "It seems that I am indeed an unpopular destroyer." The self-deprecating joke was directly counterattacked by Clint's ignorance, which made Sandra Wu glance at Clint with his eyes, obviously worried that the old cowboy with a hot temper would explode directly, but her worries did not come true. Clint disdained to communicate with Lance at all, and he had no eyes.

Wu Shandao withdrew his gaze, and then he saw the banter and mockery of the smile on the corner of Lance's mouth, as if he was responding further to Clint's ignorance, which made Wu Shandao's mouth curve rise.

Lance didn't mind establishing a powerful enemy, because from the beginning, the two were not friends. Although the two had hardly talked to each other, Lance didn't understand what Clint's attitude was, but Lance knew deeply that he was not a beloved little white flower, so there was naturally no need to deliberately cater to others, even if the object was the famous Clint.

"Destroyer? Are you serious?" A dull sound came from behind him, and the dull sound was like a sound coming from his abdomen. He turned around and saw the distinctive thick eyebrows. Even the thick black-framed glasses could not hide the style of the pair of thick eyebrows. It was not who Martin Scorses was. "I thought you were the focus of attention tonight. It was only thirty minutes before and after I arrived at the theater. Six different people mentioned your name."

Martin looked in a good mood, his short figure looked honest and solid, and Helen Morris Nrrs, who stood beside him with a kind grandfather smile on his face, was his fourth wife. She stood gracefully and decently, with her straight waist and a close-fitting one-line skirt outlined her shrewdness and ability.

"No wonder I haven't seen the staff of our crew, and they have all gone to pay homage to my idol." Lance's answer was not only clever and humorous, but also quietly complimented Martin, which made the guests around him chuckled, and Martin seemed in a good mood.

"So, what were you just talking about?" Martin's position was arranged on the left side of Lance, close to the aisle. I wonder if it was intentional to facilitate Martin to come on stage to receive the award.

"Oh, couples collectively exclude the bachelors." Lance's answer was serious, but there was a strong sense of joy, which made Annette Bening, who was sitting in front, turn his head, "Don't your partner envy the bachelors? I thought men were like this." As soon as this joke came out, everyone's eyes instantly threw themselves at Warren Beatty sitting next to Annette. After a pause for half a second, a circle around him burst into laughter, and the atmosphere was very lively.

Warren turned around and took the initiative to stretch out his right hand. Lance walked forward half a step and shook hands. Warren patted Lance's back of his right hand, and then nodded meaningfully. Everything was silent, making the laughter unable to stop.

This scene attracted the attention of many people around. Although calling Lance "Warrenbetty II" was just a hype method of the news media, no one can deny that Lance's rise in the past two years is indeed reminiscent of Warren. Now the two people actually met directly at the Oscars, which is definitely a scene worth remembering. Unfortunately, the inside scene was noisy and the reporters did not have time to record such a precious scene.

After a while of greeting, Lance was able to sit down. Helen was originally sitting in the inner seat, but Martin moved to Lance. In addition, Mike Lee, who was sitting next to Clint, all of this row were nominees for Best Director, and they were all here.

"I'm glad to know you." After Lance took his seat, Annette turned his head and extended his olive branch of friendship.

Lance also reciprocated and held Annette's right hand, "Good luck tonight."

The five nominees for Best Photography sitting behind Lance. Unfortunately, Hayden Hunter was not shortlisted for this year's competition, which is generally considered an unpopularity in the nomination stage. The shots in "killing with a knife" show an amazing level. More importantly, they complement the idea of ​​the movie and the core of the script and become the most powerful weapon in the movie. Last year, Hayden relied on "City of God" to win the Best Photography Award. This year, even the shop has great hope, but unfortunately, even the top five nominated for the No. 5 has not been able to enter, which has made many people fall into the glasses.

The final winners of Best Photography are "Flyer", "The Passion of the Passion", "The Ambush on Ten", "Long Encounter" and "Phantom of the Opera".

Sitting in front of Lance are the contenders for Best Actress and Best Supporting Actress. In addition to Annette, Imelda Staunton, Laura Linni, Virginia Madson and others also sat down separately.

In a blink of an eye, the theater was full. Lance looked around and Tom Cruise was sitting on the left hand side. Through an aisle, the contestants of the actors sat scattered in the middle of the front three rows and were interspersed with several other nominees of the actress queen. While it was star-studded, the atmosphere was extremely tense. Every year's competition for the acting department is a major highlight, and this year is naturally no exception.

The light slowly dimmed, and Lance could feel the beating of his heart slowing down. It was not that he was not nervous, but that suffocating tension hit his face, as if all the movements had turned into slow motion. It seemed that there was no way to "get used to" this kind of thing. As long as he had a desire for awards in his heart, he could not calm down in his heart, and he could not relieve his nervousness. Not to mention that Lance had only participated for the second time, even if he participated for more than a dozen times, he was still the same.

Martin, who was sitting next to him, moved his body nervously, first holding the armrest of the chair, but then put his hands in front of him. After a while, he adjusted his sitting position and then placed his hands on the armrest.

Compared to Martin, Lance has slightly calmed down. This is Martin's fifth Oscar nomination for Best Director. Thirty-four years have passed since the first time. The works of "Taxi Driver", "Angry Bull", "Good Guy" and other works have not won the Little Golden Man. So is the "Flyer" tonight?

Thinking of this, Lance let out a sigh of relief. His path to film has just begun, right?

At this moment, the lights at the scene slowly lit up again, and the indicator lights above the surrounding cameras were lit up, and a faint blush indicates that the live broadcast has begun.

The curtain of the 77th Oscars has been officially unveiled. This year, can Lance still change history and create miracles? To be continued.

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Chapter completed!