Disaster Artist

"Quick! Nanzong, quick!"

"Wait for me, we're all too late and don't care about these few seconds, don't we?"

"Time is money, be quicker and we'll be able to see the director up close."

"Cheng Jun, you should say, hurry up, Nanzong can see Yan Yalan, then he will speed up."

"Huo Zhi, it's obviously your own idea, don't frame it on me, okay?"

Young people, giggling and laughter are surging in the wind, they are running and chasing, on the road without vehicles, they feel the sun and water vapor blowing in their faces, as if they can embrace the whole world as long as they open their arms.

It was not until I grew up that I realized that what was roaming in my arms at that moment was not the whole world, but my own youth.

"Quick, quick, quick!"

Cheng Jun, take the lead.

close! Closer! It's getting hotter and louder. Even though the vision is still blocked by the building and the scene in front of you can't be seen, you can hear, smell, and even touch the heat in the air. Faster and harder.

Whoa!

After a turn, the field of vision suddenly became clear, and then, you could see the mighty crowd extending along both sides of the red carpet like a tidal wave.

rustling.

twitter.

vigorous.

The heart burst open.

Cheng Jun stood there dumbfounded. Although they all knew that the Golden Book Award was an annual event, he had watched the award ceremony on TV countless times, but he was really in it and saw it with his own eyes. A story that completely destroys one's own imagination.

transfixed.

"Cheng Jun, go on, go on."

Huo Zhi sprinted after a while, stood behind Cheng Jun and braked suddenly, but he didn't have time to say anything. He followed Cheng Jun's line of sight and was stunned.

The little friends behind them, one after the other, like dumplings, all crashed into a pile, and the chattering voice was swallowed by the heat wave at the scene in a blink of an eye.

Crowds of people.

The bright and bright red carpet extends along Boxi Avenue. The silver scaffolding gives a sense of futuristic machinery, and all kinds of lights and cameras are hung. Staff come and go making final preparations.

The bustling crowds on both sides filled the road leading to the Highland Theater from Boxi Avenue. Starting from the rock stand area, you can see the audience seating area at the end, and you can vaguely see the busy figures of reporters, the interview area and the audience. The photo area is also ready.

At this time, no artist could be seen on the red carpet at all. Everything was just calm before the storm, but I could still deeply feel the turbulence and boiling of the stormy sea.

In an instant, it was as if he was standing in the center of the world.

"Wow……"

The amazement in his head was completely inexpressible, he just sighed subconsciously, looked at the scene in front of him stupidly, and stopped one or two.

Obviously, none of them have experienced such a scene.

Nan Zong, who was long in coming, was also a little frightened. When Cheng Jun suggested that they should go to the Highland Theater to watch the Golden Book Awards red carpet live this year, he thought it was a bad idea, because the Golden Book Awards and the movie premiere were a bad idea. Screenings are two different things, and movies are two different things.

Golden Book Award, isn't it just a group of pretentious, self-centered, narcissistic artists who get together and shamelessly tout each other's exaggeration to pretend that each other is the center of the universe and help each other breed arrogance and arrogance without being able to A hypocritical party to extricate itself?

However, Nan Zong was finally persuaded by Cheng Jun, and a group of friends came to the scene.

Then, suddenly, Nan Zong realized that his judgment may be correct; but at the same time, his own prejudice may also cover up another core meaning of the Golden Book Award:

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In the eyes of real movie lovers, maybe they don't need to care about the Golden Book Award, because the work is eternal; but no one can deny that the industry affirmation represented by the Golden Book Award can just attract more attention to the film, And help the film industry continue to thrive.

More importantly, for movie fans, this is also a party, and who can miss the party of their favorite filmmakers up close?

How does he differ from pretentious artists when he arrogantly judges that the Golden Book Award is nothing more than a game of vanity?

Nan Zong opened his mouth slightly, and his mind was full of thoughts.

At this moment, the film shows another side of the art of dream-making, not only a dream on the big screen, but also a dream in real life.

Everything is about movies.

Then, Cheng Jun and the others walked into the crowd ignorantly and dumbfounded. They were swallowed up by the crowd at the scene and disappeared.

"...No, no, no, there is no doubt that 'Hunter' is the best of this year's Golden Book Awards. There is no doubt that it is a joke not to be nominated for the best picture."

"My best is 'Resurrection', but my favorite is 'Fury Road'."

"Wait, didn't you like 'lover'? I really like it."

"I also."

"+10086."

"'Love' is very good, really good, but in terms of artistic value, it is still a bit worse than 'Hunter' and 'Fury Road'. I am very optimistic about Lu Qian's future."

"On the combination of business and art, I think 'Love' is the number one this year."

"Where, Fury Road won easily, okay? That's the cult! Do you know the cult?"

"Is the 'Mars mission' just ignored?"

"It looks good~www.readwn.com~ but that's about it."

"Then... what about the 'decoding game'..."

"Cut, what is there to say about the composition of the awards season? It's not bad, but it's not bad either. Simply put, it's mediocre."

You speak my word.

Discussions are always turbulent, some discussions are more profound, some discussions are shallow, some discussions are peaceful, and some discussions are fierce.

The air was filled with joy.

Even if no filmmakers arrived, the audience themselves had a great time.

...

"...Audience friends, audience friends."

"Another guest arrives on the red carpet, let's..."

what!

Ahhh!

Luo Xinye's words were interrupted by a sudden burst of screams, and in an instant, a raging heat wave erupted, so that the live broadcast soundtrack of the TV station was briefly drowned out.

Then, Luo Xinye saw the figure at the beginning of the red carpet, and the smile on the corner of his mouth also bloomed in front of the camera lens.

"Conch!"

"Audience friends, this year's Best Actor nominee Conch, just arrived at the scene."

Before Luo Xinye's words were finished, he was interrupted for the second time by screams and cheers. The whole world was shaking, and even the camera began to tremble slightly.

However, Luo Xinye was not surprised.

This is the sixth time she has hosted the Golden Book Awards red carpet, and it is also the third year in a row. Have you ever seen any turmoil, accident, or grand occasion?

In the storm, Luo Xinye still unswervingly continued his live broadcast, bringing the grand occasion of the red carpet scene to the audience in front of the TV. Click to download this site APP, massive novels, free to read!