Entering the Chinese entertainment industry is like entering a deep sea

Chapter 848 Your Glory is My Glory (Part 1)

This Valentine's Day, Liu Yifei was on the set of "Peng Dailan" and Li Chen was on the set of "Raging Storm".

Although the two were separated by thousands of miles, their hearts were always together.

Some people are different.

The cast and crew of "Raging Storm" are all award-winning actors and actresses. Even Li Chen couldn't quite grasp how to read joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness from a single person's face.

But that doesn't stop some people from confessing without being asked.

For example, Zhou Xun, the Venice Film Festival Best Actress winner.

The film crew finished shooting for the day, around 5 p.m.

Zhou Gongzi changed into his costume, put on a long black down jacket, and blocked Li Chen's way with his hands in the down jacket pockets.

Seeing the strange look on Zhou Xun's face, Li Chen raised an eyebrow and asked, "What do you mean?"

Zhou Xun smiled gently: "Your wife is in Los Angeles. Seeing how pitiful you are, I'll keep you company tonight."

"Thanks, but I have two older sons, I don't need your pity."

"Then have pity on me and keep me company, right?" Zhou Xun stopped smiling.

"What exactly are you up to?" Li Chen asked impatiently.

Zhou Xun glanced around and saw that there was hardly anyone there.

Then he finally revealed the truth: "I'm divorced."

-

Just after Valentine's Day, rumors of Zhou Xun's divorce became a trending topic.

Liu Yifei was stunned. She wanted to call Brother Xun to ask him, but then felt it wasn't appropriate.

According to online sources, the person who made the whistleblower's revelation is the chairman of a company in Beijing.

What surprised Liu Yifei the most was when the chairman of a company started working as a paparazzi.

The chairman, surnamed Shi, also claimed that Zhou Xun bribed Zhuo Wei to prevent the revelation of this matter.

This is even less like Zhou Xun's style.

Liu Yifei thought to herself that the reporters must have already cornered the "Raging Storm" film crew by now.

She immediately called her husband.

"They are indeed divorced, but they are keeping it a secret. However, it wasn't Mr. Zhou who leaked the news."

Liu Yifei quickly pressed, "Why didn't you think highly of this guy surnamed Gao from the very first glance?"

"Just focus on making your film, don't worry about these trivial matters."

"I'm not worried about Zhou Gongzi, I'm worried about you! The Oscars are coming up soon, and Li Meijing and the Oscars officials have both sent me invitations. What am I going to do?"

"What do you mean, 'what to do'? Just refuse."

“But Li Meijing said that Parasite has a high chance of winning an Oscar and hopes that I can attend the ceremony, since you are the director.”

Li Chen sighed helplessly: "I, the director, don't care. What are you thinking? What do you have to do with 'Parasite'?"

"But...isn't your glory my glory? I want to go!"

Li Chen laughed heartily upon hearing this: "Whatever you say."

"why are you laughing!"

"I laugh, I'll be your audition judge at the academy, and you'll attend award ceremonies in my place in Hollywood!"

Liu Yifei chuckled: "It seems so. This is the first time the academy has asked me to be an examiner for the third round, but I'm not available. It's all your fault! You took on this Peng Dailan for me!"

Approaching the Oscars, despite experiencing a record low in viewership last year.

However, due to the inclusion of "Parasite" in this year's nominations, it still garnered exceptionally high attention.

China and South Korea will be the first to be affected.

On the one hand, domestic audiences and industry insiders are waiting for a result.

After all, no Asian has ever won the Oscar for Best Picture.

Although Ann Lee has won two Academy Awards for Best Director, she also has the honor of Best Foreign Language Film.

But it never won Best Picture.

Even Director Han called Li Chen to ask if it was possible. "Do you know that the two top leaders of cultural exchange between China and South Korea have met about this?"

"So what, Director Han? Keep a calm mindset."

"I just can't agree with you!" Han Sanping angrily hung up the phone.

The higher-ups have been alarmed, yet this kid can still sit comfortably in China.

The crew of "Raging Storm" had just finished filming a night scene, and the air was still filled with the moisture from the artificial rain and the faint smell of gunpowder props.

The huge tent was brightly lit, and staff were busily moving between different locations.

Next to a makeshift set used as a 'police station', several director's chairs were grouped together, forming a small but impressive rest area for award-winning actors and actresses.

Without the titles of Best Actor and Best Actress, I would be too embarrassed to sit there.

Everyone heard Li Chen's arrogant remark, "Director Han, calm down."

They all had smiles on their faces. There were probably fewer than a handful of people in the industry who were qualified to tease Han Sanping like that.

Jiang Wen spoke first, his voice booming: "I'm saying, by this time next week, can you finally sleep with that little golden statue in your arms?"

Li Chen laughed and cursed, "Get lost. I can't even hug my two sons properly, I'll hug this one to sleep!"

"Haha." Everyone burst into laughter.

Gong Li put down her teacup and said, "Old Jiang's words may be rough, but the reasoning is sound. The momentum of 'Parasite' is too strong. Director Li, this time you represent all of us."

"In my opinion, Best International Feature Film is a sure thing, if it really does win Best Picture."

Gong Li paused, smiled meaningfully, and looked at the group of people gathered around: "That would truly be the first time in the history of Chinese-language films."

Andy Lau chimed in: "Yes, Ann Lee has won Best Director twice, which is already a source of pride for all Chinese people. But Best Picture... that's something else entirely."

"Brother, if you can do that, then it's real."

Andy Lau frowned, seemingly searching for a suitable word.

"They've truly been deified," Tony Leung chimed in with a smile.

Zhou Xun winked playfully and interjected, "So what will our film crew be called from now on?"

"The crew of 'The Storm,' the Oscar-winning director? Wow, that sounds incredibly expensive!"

Jiang Wen got excited and slapped his thigh: "It's more than just expensive! It's a gift from the patriarch, no, it's the patriarch chasing after us to feed us! Before our show even airs, the name alone will be soaring to the heavens."

"Dear award winners, please have mercy on me! The whole world is praising 'Moonlight Boys' right now, and you guys are just putting me on the hot seat."

"If I really took it, I'd melt it down and make a gold medal for each of you here! Is that alright?"

"Hahahaha!" A huge burst of laughter erupted throughout the rest area.

-

The days passed quickly, and February 26th arrived as scheduled.

The film and television industries of both China and South Korea have turned their attention to the Dolby Theatre in Los Angeles, across the ocean.

At this moment, all the light seemed to be focused on the nearly mile-long red carpet.

Whenever a top star steps onto the red carpet, the frequency of the flashbulbs suddenly increases, turning into a dizzying, all-consuming pure white explosion.

As one of the biggest favorites of this year's event, the "Parasite" crew attracted everyone's attention as soon as they appeared on stage.

The director didn't come, but his wife did.

However, the media only received the information temporarily.

The moviegoers were completely unaware.

Lee Mi-kyung remained calm and composed, while the South Korean actors were both excited and nervous, looking like they had never seen anything like it before.

The crew got out of the car but didn't rush onto the red carpet, seemingly waiting for someone.

A stretched Lincoln followed closely behind and quietly came to a stop.

The car door opened, and the first thing to step out was a jade-like foot wearing a transparent crystal high heel, the ankle bone as exquisite as a work of art.

Then, a figure gracefully stepped forward and stood on the red carpet.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment.

"Yes, Liu Yifei!"

(End of this chapter)