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Chapter 133 Pattern
Well, in Huang Ze’s opinion, the nominations are not few.

I just don't know how many awards I can give, especially awards for myself, such as Best Screenplay, Best Director, Best Film, and Best Original Score, which I can receive myself.

But when he thought of the partiality of the Academy Awards in his previous life, Huang Ze's heart sank.

It’s best not to call yourself over and then hang yourself.

I am able to go this time to give face to the Academy Awards. If they don’t give me face, then don’t blame myself for not giving them face in the future.

Yes, the awarding of awards has to take into account the preferences of the judges. A film may win an award at this film festival, but may not necessarily win at other film festivals.

But Huang Ze doesn't care about that.

If you are really so disrespectful, then it is your freedom to decide who to award at the Hong Kong Film Awards, and it is my freedom whether I, Huang Ze, go or not.

From now on, I will no longer submit my own directed films to the Academy Awards.

Of course, once the egg was in trouble, there were objective factors that made Huang Ze dare to do so.

I can still make US dollars if I go to the three major European studios, and I can make a little more money if I win an award at the Hong Kong Film Awards?

In terms of fame, the Big Three are well-known all over the world.

The money is not enough, the fame is not enough, and you still want to be treated coldly? Go and promote other movies?

What are you thinking?

While thinking about the Hong Kong Film Awards, Huang Ze also chatted with Liang Jiahui who was sitting next to him about the Hong Kong Film Awards.

"Hey, I promised you a Best Actor award. If you win it tomorrow, does that mean I've fulfilled my promise?"

"Huh? Is there any?"

Liang Jiahui switched to Mandarin and said, "Boss, I've won the Best Actor Award at the Academy Awards, so I don't really care."

"So, what we said at the beginning was that I would learn Mandarin well, and one of the three best actor movies, okay?"

"I have little education, please don't lie to me!"

"You haven't studied much?" Huang Ze tilted his head and raised his eyebrows. "Who said before that he graduated from Hong Kong Polytechnic with a degree in graphic design? That's a college student!"

"Really?" Liang Jiahui smiled. "No, big boss, don't listen to their nonsense."

"Don't call me boss." Huang Ze's mind flashed with Ti Lung's classic lines from "A Better Tomorrow". He prepared his expression for a moment and said, "I haven't been a boss for many years!"

"Hahaha."

Almost everyone had seen the movie and laughed together.

Huang Ze just lowered his eyes.

If I'm not mistaken, this "A Better Tomorrow" should be my strong rival this time.

At the very least, he was a strong rival for Liang Jiahui in becoming the Best Actor.

As for the Best Film and Best Director, Huang Ze really doesn’t know.

In his previous life, Huang Ze no longer cared much about the Hong Kong Film Awards. At most, he knew who won Best Actress and who won Best Actor. And they had to be mainlanders, otherwise he wouldn't have known, let alone Best Picture and Best Director.

After all, it’s tiring enough to pay attention to the three major awards and the Oscars. Who would pay attention to an award that is played behind closed doors?

"Hey, why think so much." Huang Ze shook the wine glass slightly.

There are no things much ado about.

I've won the Golden Lion, the second prize in Venice, and the Best Director Award in Cannes. Why should I worry about the Hong Kong Film Awards? That's too narrow-minded.

pattern!

There must be a pattern!

……

the next night.

Hong Kong Baptist College, College Hall.

This year's Hong Kong Film Festival Awards was held here.

The car stopped, and Huang Ze, Gong Xing and the people who were nominated got out together.

Huang Ze was wearing an Armani dress.

In fact, Huang Ze wanted to dress casually so that he could appear more casual even if he didn't win the award.

But it would be inappropriate not to wear this, after all, I paid for it.

You have to be worthy of the more than one million US dollars you make that year. Be dedicated!
However, Gong Xing next to Huang Ze was dressed more casually.

Flat shoes and a beige coat.

There's nothing I can do. The baby in my belly is already five months old and I'm showing my pregnancy.

Safety first, high heels must not be worn.

Of course, dresses and the like are also directly passed.

Huang Ze would not let her learn from some female celebrities who still wear dresses and high heels even when they are about to give birth.

Who is responsible if you accidentally fall?

"Isn't it a bit inappropriate? Such an award ceremony?" Gong Xing still felt that it was a bit inappropriate.

"Suitable!" Huang Ze gave him a reassurance.

"This award ceremony isn't that big of a deal. It's okay if you dress casually. Who would care?"

"Besides, you've already retired from the entertainment industry and you don't rely on this to make a living. They won't complain if you wear slippers for them."

"And look at him!"

Huang Ze saw a tall man walking in front of him, "He's wearing work clothes."

"Maintenance worker?"

"If I'm not mistaken, Zhou Runfa."

"Oh!" Gong Xing was no longer bothered by the clothing issue and walked with his arm around Huang Ze's.

After entering the auditorium, Huang Ze, Gong Xing and other nominated "In the Mood for Love" staff members were guided to their respective seats by the venue staff.

It's a pretty good seat in the front right.

Huang Ze looked around and when he turned back, he saw a big nose.

Oh no.

Big nose dragon.

The person sitting in front of me turned out to be Jackie Chan, who turned his head and greeted me with a smile, "Director Huang."

"It's you, Brother Jackie Chan!"

Huang Ze called out this title very smoothly.

There is nothing embarrassing about calling someone "big brother".

First of all, the other person is six years older than me.

Secondly, and most importantly, the title of "Big Brother Jackie Chan" was finally determined by someone in his previous life ten years later.

I am still working on that person's calligraphy.

Everyone is calling out, so what's wrong with calling out too?
You won’t suffer any loss!
When Huang Ze called Jackie Chan "Big Brother", he felt the hair on his head jumping "Duang, Duang, Duang".

He became more and more excited, smiling brightly, stretched out his hand to shake hands with Huang Ze, and then gave a thumbs up.

"I went to see your movie Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels."

"Genius!"

"Thank you. I've also watched your movies in the cinema. They are unique action-comedies, absolutely masterpieces."

"..."

Jackie Chan suddenly felt that his rhetoric was not up to par.

He sighed that this was the downside of not having read books, and changed the subject, "There are quite a few white and black actors in your film. It shouldn't just be to make it easier for the audience to distinguish between the groups, right?"

"Yes."

Huang Ze didn't hide anything.

You've already told the reporters, why are you still being humble now?
He said directly, "I intended to make this film to impact the American market. If it were all our faces, it would be hard to recognize them, and the other party would not feel involved. All the three groups I joined were foreigners."

"Then I wish you success!" Jackie Chan smiled, raised his chin and turned back.

After a while, everyone was present and emcees Zheng Yuling and Zhong Jinhui came on stage.

(End of this chapter)