Extracting skills from movies

Leonardo suddenly looked at Du Sheng suspiciously:

"A few days ago, the leading actress of Harry Potter, Emma Watson, came to Warner to sign a contract, but she had a 'shoulder slip accident' in the dressing room on the set... It really wasn't you who did it?"

"I only target people over 18 years old."

Du Sheng raised his right hand to take the oath, but before he could finish his words, Nicholson grabbed his tie and dragged him to the door:

"Stop pretending to be a gentleman!

When Taylor, Blake, and Elizabeth met you, who was 18?"

Two hours later, the smell of grass from the Kent pastures mixed with the fragrance of earth after rain hit us.

While Leonardo was worrying about the eight-page list of exes on his phone, Du Sheng was bargaining with the rancher's daughter in Cantonese.

The mixed-race Chinese-Oxford graduate offered a whopping price in exchange for the trio's autographed underwear.

"The ex-girlfriend list is really useful."

At the same time, the TV interview given by Director Martin was like a spark thrown into the gossip circle, instantly igniting a storm of public opinion in the European and American entertainment circles.

Although he always maintained a light-hearted and teasing tone in front of the camera, those bloodthirsty gossip media immediately pounced on him with their bloody mouths wide open like sharks smelling blood.

"The internal strife in the crew of The Departed escalates, and the director and the lead actor are on edge!"

"Director Martin criticized the leading actors: You are worse than monkeys!"

"Shocking revelation! The acting skills of Hollywood's top stars are not as good as those of a group of primates..."

While various media outlets were typing away frantically on their keyboards, TMZ, a website that was just established last year, emerged like a dark horse.

This young platform, whose motto is "Truth First", directly posted a set of "reverse operation" photos on its homepage.

In the camera, director Martin and the leading actors were chatting and laughing on the set, and even the photos taken during private gatherings revealed their close relationship.

These images were like a bucket of cold water, dousing the "feast of contradictions" carefully prepared by the gossip media.

However, the protagonists of this public opinion war have remained silent.

He didn't show up until the premiere of "The Departed".

However, the premiere was quite lively.

There are definitely no less than twenty top directors and superstars coming.

Leonardo and Du Sheng's die-hard fans were not affected and came in large numbers, filling both sides of the red carpet.

When Director Martin was the first to step onto the red carpet, the smile on his face seemed to say "I don't comment" on the previous rumors.

Blake came on stage next and gracefully accepted the baptism of the spotlight.

She is not only the only female core member of the crew, but also more like a stunning sunset, instantly igniting the focus of the entire audience.

Surprisingly, Matt Damon, who had almost no publicity before, also showed up on the scene.

The actor has been keeping a low profile recently, simply walking the red carpet without high-fiving enthusiastic fans or accepting any interviews.

According to insiders, this is related to the crew's Oscar strategy.

Originally, Matt Damon hoped to win the Best Supporting Actor award for his role as Ding Ge Nan, but the crew ultimately locked the nomination on Du Sheng.

It was obvious that he was placed outside the inner circle.

Famous British artists who came to cheer, such as Hugh Grant, Daniel Craig and Keira Knightley, appeared on stage one after another, and the atmosphere became increasingly lively.

However, when time moved to the middle of the red carpet, one detail made everyone hold their breath.

Several male protagonists of "The Departed" have not appeared yet.

"Is there really an internal conflict?"

"Are they going to make a big scene?"

The whispers in the media area spread like ripples.

Even the usually calm Hugh Grant couldn't help but come over to Director Martin to watch the fun:
"Martin, did you have a falling out with those guys?"

Director Martin still had a smile on his face, but his eyes were looking toward the theater dome in the distance.

Hugh Grant looked at his meaningful expression and suddenly remembered something:
“Wait, although Du is Chinese, he is a genius in handling interpersonal relationships.

Not to mention Leo, his emotional intelligence is worthy of a Nobel Prize..."

Boom!

Before he finished speaking, three heavy trucks with spray-painted patterns crashed into the night. The blue smoke from their exhaust pipes transformed into the Gothic letters of "The Departed" under the searchlight.

Daniel Craig's cigar ash fell on his Armani suit:

"This movement is like tearing down Buckingham Palace!"

Keira Knightley almost covered her mouth and exclaimed, and rolled her eyes elegantly at the sky:

"I bet fifty pounds that the Chinese boxing champion is tying an Hermès scarf on a monkey!"

When the driver's door of the first car rose like a theater curtain, Du Sheng's Oxford leather shoes crushed the rhythm of hundreds of shutter buttons.

In his hand was not an ordinary rein, but a chain inlaid with Swarovski crystals.

Tethered to the end was a silverback gorilla wearing Ray-Ban sunglasses.

"ladies and gentlemen!"

He swung his taming whip and exploded the Golden Arches fireworks in the air:
"Please witness the most humble performing artist in Oscar history!"

The dead silence in the media area lasted for 0.37 seconds, and then a volcanic eruption of noise broke out.

The rookie reporter from the Daily Mail pressed the burst button tremblingly, and in a trance he thought he had accidentally walked into the premiere of "Rise of the Planet of the Apes".

When Nicholson got out of the passenger seat, his leopard-print bow tie contrasted with the gorilla's silver-gray fur:

"Dear Tyrant Director!"

He made an extravagant curtsy:

"The actor you've always dreamed of is now delivered to your door!"

Leonardo leaned halfway out of the skylight, and the champagne cork banged against the dust cover of the Times camera:

“I suggest that the Oscars add an award for Best Animal Performance!”

The mischievous fire dancing in his blue eyes caused white mist to rise from Nelson's Column a hundred meters away.

The gorilla suddenly broke free from the chains, and its huge hairy paws accurately grabbed the wig of the editor-in-chief of The Mirror.

Du Sheng blew the 24K gold whistle, and the out-of-control beast immediately posed in "The Thinker".

"Look!"

He raised his eyebrows at the crazy camera:
"That's what a director does when he gets the scene right in one take!"

At the other end of the red carpet, Warner executive Brad's crocodile leather briefcase fell to the ground with a thud.

"Mary Mary..."

He stared at the Twitter trending searches that were soaring in real time and muttered to himself:
"This madman spent all his publicity budget on the gorilla?"

Producer Oliver's Patek Philippe reflects the magical scene of the orangutan dancing tango with Nicholson:

"Notify the Finance Department to airlift three tons of creative catalyst to Du Sheng!"

When the gorilla was put on the "Best Director" sash trimmed with diamonds, director Martin's goatee danced tango.

He took the reins as if he were touching the Holy Grail:

"I swear I'll give it a ten-minute monologue in the next movie!"

Suddenly turned around and raised his middle finger to the Variety Show camera:
"As for those three bastards."

The roar was drowned out by the thunderous shouts of "Du, are you still accepting disciples?" from the Sheng fans.

Daniel Craig's cigar went out in shock:

"When I poured nail polish remover into Coppola's coffee, it was like a kindergarten prank compared to this!"

Robert De Niro took out his Dupont lighter to light the cigarette for him:
"Do you know what's the scariest thing?" He pointed at Du Sheng who was feeding the gorilla Ace of Spades champagne:
"Leo said that this madman has prepared five upgraded Easter eggs. Who knows what else is waiting for him."

The next day, under the headline of the Guardian's entertainment section, a photo of the orangutan selfie was printed with director Martin's handwritten note:
"The audition tape has been sent to the Academy judges' mailbox. Please set up a primate award."

TMZ exclusively revealed that Du Sheng's whistle had a built-in micro-player, which played the precious recording of the director's rage on a loop.

After stepping onto the red carpet, Leonardo said:
"Shouldn't we have a full page reserved for tomorrow's Hollywood Reporter headline?"

Before he finished speaking, Nicholson snatched the reins from Du Sheng's hands like a pirate plundering treasure:
"Boy, you've already stolen the spotlight, it's time for someone else to lick it!"

The gorilla's silver chain wrapped around his throbbing wrist three times, leaving a tearing trail on the red carpet.

Du Sheng walked on the star-filled ground towards the cheering area, towards where Sheng's fans gathered.

I took a Kung Fu Panda meal from Ma Yaowei who followed me. The crisp sound of the tin foil packaging being torn open even drowned out the shutter sound.

When he turned around holding the 'Green Dragon Crescent Blade' in the shape of a fried spring roll, five hundred glow sticks instantly lit up the gloomy London night sky.

"Du! Du! Du!"

The sound waves swept across the red carpet like the Qiantang River tide.

A broken female voice pierced the sky:
"Long Live the Kung Fu Emperor!"

Under the theater arch, Brad, one of the Warner executives, said to producer Oliver:

"did you see it?
This is the new emperor who will take over Cheng Long's martial arts crown."

He stroked the Warner coat of arms on his cufflinks as if he were stroking a chip on a gambling table.

Oliver's custom lenses reflected the crowd of reporters snapping photos like crazy:

"The marketing department's forecast is still too conservative. These free headlines alone are worth eight million in box office revenue."

"The commercial value of this Chinese star is indeed underestimated!"

Brad loosened his Hermès tie and let the night breeze blow into his shirt:
"This lunatic has figured out the Oscar judges' G-spot, so the chances of him winning the little golden award are pretty high."

Oliver nodded and said:

"It was he who came up with this plan tonight."

He saw the crazy reporters and said:
"If nothing unexpected happens, the popularity of this premiere will definitely be unprecedented."

While the two were talking, they saw Du Sheng and a few others leading the gorilla, walking down the red carpet as if no one was around, and approaching the media interview area.

"It's great to be young, you have a lot of imagination!"

Brad suddenly thought of something and his laughter scared the pigeons under the eaves away.

A flock of birds flew over the French window where Matt Damon was leaning, casting fleeting shadows on the glass.

"It's time to enter."

Matt Damon's knuckles tapped unconsciously on the tempered glass; his agent's nagging words of comfort seemed to come through a curtain of water.

He looked at the trio who were the center of attention on the red carpet, and suddenly thought of the stray cat on the set of "Jason Bourne" that he could never tame.

Just like he could never get into that fraternity that smelled of whiskey and cigars.

"They nominated Du Sheng for the Best Supporting Actor Oscar?"

Matt Damon asked suddenly, becoming increasingly irritated by the rustling of his agent's memos.

"Yes, Leonardo DiCaprio has voluntarily withdrawn from the competition for the male lead of The Departed and is placing all his efforts on Blood Diamond."

The crisp sound of the paper flipping is like a sharp scalpel:

"It is said that this is the condition in exchange for the full support of Du Sheng's fans."

The darkness of the screening room duly engulfed Matt Damon's gloom.

He touched the gilded carvings on the armrest of the seat; the cool touch reminded him of the rejected Oscars PR proposal.

When the screen lit up, a crazy thought suddenly gripped his heart.

Maybe there should be a role for that mutant ape in the Jason Bourne script?

In the media area of ​​the London Film Festival, reporters flocked to Du Sheng and his group like a tide.

Flashes of light flashed one after another, as if playing the prelude to this battle for the spotlight.

"Mr. Du Sheng, can you tell us about your experience working with Director Martin?"

A reporter took the opportunity to ask a question.

Du Sheng adjusted his suit and tie and smiled his signature smile:
"It may be because I have participated in the Infernal Affairs series, and coupled with the background of this film's adaptation, there is a sense of fateful fit between the two of us."

What he said was all factual, responding to questions while avoiding conflicts with others.

“In fact, Director Martin gave me a lot of creative space.”

Du Sheng continued:
"He told me that as long as I followed the script, I could play with other things freely..."

Ten minutes later, with the help of the public relations team, the creators finally broke through and walked towards the Ryerson Theatre.

Just as they were about to disappear in the crowd, a long "ow" was heard in the distance.

Du Sheng looked back curiously, and saw the gorilla standing in the middle of the crowd, blinking its black bean-like eyes, as if asking, "Why did you abandon me?"

Its aggrieved look made the reporters present couldn't help laughing.

Not long after, staff came forward to transport the gorilla away and transferred it to Martin's villa area in the Lighthouse Country.

“This is Director Martin’s favorite!”

Leonardo explained softly:
"He has a lot of animals on his farm, so taking care of an orangutan is a piece of cake for him."

After the red carpet ceremony, online media reporters quickly evacuated the scene and found a quiet corner to start processing news releases.

The sound of keyboards typing continued, and photos and videos flooded the Internet like a tide.

Soon, it attracted considerable attention in Europe and the United States.

The group arrived at the theater and found that it was already full.

The front row was packed with guests, journalists, critics and overseas buyers, while the back row was filled with enthusiastic fans.

Director Martin took a deliberate glance back before taking his seat.

Although this experienced director has long been indifferent to gains and losses, he still hopes that this masterpiece of his hard work will be recognized.

Especially during Oscars season.

"I declined to make a documentary film and returned to the field of gangster films. It would be a lie to say that I don't have some ambitions."

His fingers unconsciously stroked the armrest of the seat, his eyes flickering.

In front of major media, perhaps many big directors act as if they don't care about the Golden Lion Award, the Golden Bear Award, or the Little Golden Man, but in this circle, no one can really do it.

To put it in the words of a certain playboy, when you get tired of living, you have to do something different!

Du Sheng sat between Nicholson and Leonardo, took out his cell phone and glanced at it.

A mysterious message was quietly lying in the inbox, from Elizabeth:

"Brother Sheng, the cherry blossoms at my house are in bloom. They are so beautiful. When will you come?"

The last sentence is the key point.

Du Sheng shook his head and smiled, then replied casually, turning his head:
"Leo, Warner Bros. said this movie could be your biggest hit since Titanic.

I remember you brought money into the group. When you make a lot of money, you can organize a party for fun?"

"You're thinking about those Victoria's Secret Angels, right?"

Leonardo complained:
"Karolina (KK) and her boyfriend registered their marriage some time ago, and they said they invited you to be their best man.

Why don't you agree to a big fight in front of her boyfriend?"

………(End of chapter)