Chapter 791： Privileges of the winner

The Kodak Theater seemed to be suffocated, and everyone was watching Tom Hanks.

Marion Cotillard's arm dropped by her side and clenched her fist tightly. Even though she knew that the hope of winning was extremely small, no one wanted to give up an award that was so important and could even change the trajectory of life.

Laura Linni and Julie Christie have to relax a lot. They know very well that unless the third world war breaks out tomorrow, they will definitely miss the awards, or even have no illusions. As a member of Hollywood, they know Ryan What does Jenkins stand for now, and so many things have been done for this award, how can it be left behind?

Cate Blanchett, who had his stomach, was a little angry. Although she had the support of Nicole and the entire Australian gang, all of this was not enough under Ryan's operation.

There are still opportunities in the future, she can only think so, after all, without Ryan, how could her troupe become Australia's largest troupe.

Alan Page is very unwilling, mostly; none; wrong; + Several film critics have praised her for her performance, thinking that she should be nominated for a best actress, but because of her seniority, she has no chance with it.

However, no matter what these people think in their hearts, they all showed excellent acting skills, with a brilliant smile on their faces, as if Tom Hanks said his name next moment.

Sitting on the back of the chair, Ryan is very relaxed, and the possibility of accidents is infinitely small.

The camera is always facing here, Natalie has a hearty and reserved smile, her eyes drifting across the faces of all her opponents on the big screen, waiting for the final answer.

"The Oscar winner is..." Tom Hanks paused. "Natalie Portman, "Black Swan."

When Natalie's name sounded, Ryan took the lead to stand up, Harvey Weinstein beside him also stood up, and the Coen brothers on the other side of him also stood up. All the Jewish people stood up as agreed. Up. The applause was as enthusiastic and even crazy as the voices of liberals protesting against Iran outside the Kodak Theater.

No matter what other people think of it, you can only stand up with so many Jews at this time!

The audience stood up! Thunderous applause!

"mom!"

After hugging her mother, Natalie turned to the other side and hugged her best friend. Amid the applause of everyone, she pulled her dress and walked onto the stage, and took over the highest honor representing the actress from Tom Hanks. The little golden man.

"I am very grateful for being able to win the best actress. I can't express how much I cherish this great award."

Raised the little golden man in his hands. Natalie said into the microphone, "I want to thank many people. First of all, I want to thank my parents for bringing me into this world. In addition, I also want to express my gratitude to the teachers who have taught me over the years. Especially thanks to my acting teacher Jim Jones, who taught me everything I know."

"I also want to thank Scarlett Johansson and Gail Gadoo for your excellent performances. Thank you to my team of videographers..."

"Finally, I want to thank all my friends. I want to thank them for their support, especially Ryan Jenkins, he is always by my side whenever I need him."

There was a burst of laughter in the field. Although there has never been evidence to prove anything, but the rumors and gossip have been spread for so many years, most people also understand the truth.

Natalie ignored the laughter and continued. "This award is of great significance to me, and I am extremely honored that no words can express my feelings at the moment. I will never forget this evening! Thank you very much!"

Just before walking backstage, Natalie gave her final testimony, with only one word, "!"

The applause sounded again, when the host Jon? Steer figure came up to play for a while, the best director and best film also belonged.

The Jewish director Cohen brothers won the best director with "Old Nowhere", and Harvey Weinstein, who represents the "Old Nowhere" producer team, took over the best film figurine.

In their acceptance speeches, the slogan ‘film creation is Hollywood’s freedom’ was added at the same time.

The Oscars ceremony ended here. It was an awards ceremony that fully demonstrated political correctness, but everything seemed to be taken for granted. The roles and performances of Natalie and Daniel Day Lewis were indeed higher than those nominated in the same period. Above the best directors with black and violent winds, the Coen brothers and "Old Nowhere" also have obvious advantages.

The most important thing is that the entire award season is basically this trend, which is consistent with the media's prior expectations.

In particular, Natalie and Daniel Day Lewis have won a series of awards including the Golden Globe Awards, the Screen Actors Guild Award, the British Academy of Film and Television Arts Awards and other awards for best actress and best actor.

Later, Natalie only showed up at the celebration party, and took many friends back to North Hollywood, and held a private celebration party at home.

"Cheers!"

Several girls got together, touched their glasses, and drank them all in one fell swoop.

There are not many people in the banquet hall, but it is extremely lively. Natalie and Scarlett, who have won the best actress and best supporting actress respectively, are naturally the center of everyone, in Gail Gado and Ke Christine Stewart booed and drank two glasses of champagne in a row.

Older people such as Ryan and Mrs. Shelly sat on the periphery, watching the rare indulgent youth of these young girls.

"It is estimated that the Iranians should protest again tomorrow."

Raised a glass to Ryan, Harvey Weinstein sipped champagne, "Don't they understand that it is impossible for us to be our opponents in terms of public opinion."

"The more people who lack the right to speak." Ryan tapped the arm of the chair lightly. "Often the louder he shouts, although this kind of shouting will be ignored by us."

"I heard you prepared a new script for Nat?" Harvey Weinstein asked.

"It's about Iraq." Ryan made a gesture that you understand. "Women want to get involved with the best director, they must take advantage of other situations."

Sitting not far away, Mrs. Shelly heard the conversation between Ryan and Harvey Weinstein. She was in a very complicated mood. Natalie seemed to have easy access to the heroine in her hand, but in fact the other party used a lot of them behind. The means of operation even once again intensified the contradiction between Iran and Western society.

It is true that Jews are naturally dominant in Hollywood, and it is not easy to win prizes.

This is the biggest feeling that Mrs. Shelly has run for her daughter's career in recent months. If it is not for other intolerable reasons, Ryan is definitely the best choice for her daughter.

How much thought did the thin and thin boy who seemed innocent at first ever touch?

She regretted that she hadn't stopped Natalie and Ryan's relationship at first.

"Cheers!"

In a strange cry, Scarlett held up her little golden man and shouted loudly, "I'm going to sleep with it tonight!"

"Where is Nat? How about you?"

Quite a lot of people booed, and Gal Gado said in a teasing tone, "Of course Nat was sleeping with Ryan in her arms."

Greater laughter broke out in the banquet hall.

"Shut up, Gail!"

When Natalie jumped over, Gal Gado said in a panic, "Hey, Nat, what are you going to do? Let go, or I will fight back."

"Who is touching my **** behind!" she shouted again.

"I think I should say goodbye."

Harvey Weinstein and the other male members of the crew stood up, greeted Mrs. Shelly over there, and hurriedly left Natalie's villa.

Ryan lowered his eyelids and tried not to look at those crazy girls. Tonight is a huge victory, and the winner has the privilege of crazy celebration.

"Can you talk about it?"

Mrs. Shelly suddenly came over and made a please gesture to the lounge on the other side. Ryan nodded and followed her.

"Thank you for all this for Nat."

Entering the lounge, she walked directly onto the balcony, her words were full of politeness, Ryan stood by, looking into the distance, the pattering rain had already stopped.

"It should be."

This is indeed what he should do.

"Ryan, I knew you when you were nine years old." Madam Shelly looked at this side with complicated eyes, "Nate and you have always been good friends..."

"mom."

The voice that sounded behind suddenly interrupted Mrs. Shelly's words. Natalie walked over quickly, looked at her mother worriedly, and then at Ryan. She was relieved when she saw that there was no sign of quarreling between the two.

Ryan knew that it was impossible to have a chance to be alone with Natalie tonight, and smiled at her, "I should go back, don't play too late."

"Then I'll give it to you."

She followed Ryan out of the lounge.

Walking to the door of the villa, Ryan took a coat from the hanger and put it on Natalie. The two walked towards the garage together.

"Mom tells you..."

Hearing Natalie's words, Ryan shook his head, "My dear, don't worry, we have no dispute, that's your mother."

"Mom wants to be my manager." Natalie said with a frown.

"What do you mean?"

In this case, Ryan is not at all able to express his opinions.

"Anna did a great job Natalie smiled, "I have no plans to replace Anna. "

Turning into the garage, here is the blind spot of the villa balcony, Natalie no longer has any scruples, hugged Ryan tightly, and sent a sweet kiss. The two people entangled for a full minute before they separated.

"Go back." Ryan patted her ass. "They are all waiting for you. This is your night."

"It belongs to you too." Natalie touched his lips again.

Waiting for Natalie to let the garage door open, Ryan got into the black Bentley, started the car, and drove slowly away from North Hollywood.

A frantic celebration night belonging to Oscars has just begun.

The Iranian government’s protest against Oscars also kicked off again. Their goal is directed at Ashar Fahati, who won the best foreign-language film Golden Man-do you dare to swear to God that what you say is the truth? (To be continued...)

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