Zhang Zian didn't know how he got off the stage.
He only remembered that the old woman smiled and waved at him, and then she was pushed backstage by the staff. Then the hostess stared at him and joked, "Don't you want to leave? Or do you think you can win the Silver Bear Award for Best Actress? "
As if he had just woken up from a dream, he quickly left the stage with a smile. He couldn't affect the organizing committee to continue the award ceremony.
On the way back from the stage to his seat, many stars took the initiative to reach out to him. He shook hands with them mechanically and accepted their congratulations.
"Congratulations! Congratulations, Famous! "Feng Xuan sincerely reached out to him.
"Thank you!" Zhang Zian said gratefully. After all, if Feng Xuan hadn't chosen Famous as the protagonist, he wouldn't have won the award today.
Nie Yuan looked unhappy and snorted coldly, probably blaming him for not thanking the crew on the stage.
Yes, many winners before and after would excitedly thank their families, friends, and crew, but Zhang Zian didn't. He didn't say thank you from beginning to end. Of course, he didn't thank the neighborhood committee office either, because it was Famous who won the award, not him.
Lin Feng's face was even uglier. He was afraid that after he returned to China, he would face a very embarrassing public relations crisis. He might be asked the same question countless times by the media: How do you feel about losing to a dog?
Miss your sister!
He didn't know how to answer, and he even had the thought of retiring.
Zhang Zian could probably guess that his declaration about donating all his earnings to the United Nations World Food Program would inevitably be questioned in China. People would suspect whether it was a fake charity or something. After all, this kind of thing had too many dark histories in China. But as Old Time Tea said, we do things for righteousness in our hearts, and we have a clear conscience. Whether others understand or not, it doesn't matter.
The hostess continued to invite other guests to award other awards, but Zhang Zian's heart had flown back to China, and he was not here anymore.
In just a few minutes, his mobile phone had vibrated countless times. Obviously, many people had sent him messages and congratulations. But it was strange that he had muted his mobile phone after entering the venue. Why did it still ring?
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he quietly took out his mobile phone and unlocked the screen.
Seeing the upgrade reminder from the Pet Hunter game on the screen, he couldn't help but be stunned. Famous was upgraded so soon? But thinking about it, Dog Warrior had already been screened in Berlin, and the scene of Famous winning the award had already been broadcast to thousands of households. Many people knew its name and knew that it had won the Silver Bear Award for Best Actor at the Berlin Film Festival.
Just knowing its name wasn't enough to generate the Power of Faith. One would probably need to watch its movies, identify with it, and become its fan to generate the Power of Faith.
So, he clicked "Upgrade" and upgraded Famous to the Epic level.
Famous squatted in its seat and stared at the stage, watching the guests present awards to the other actors. This was its respect for its peers.
The shiny Silver Bear Trophy was placed beside it, attracting countless envious and jealous gazes.
Famous wanted to buy the Berlin Film Festival collar as a souvenir, but it got a more meaningful souvenir.
It wasn't aware of the upgrade, but Zhang Zian knew that some aspects of it must have undergone subtle changes. In time, the effects would definitely be apparent.
As for upgrading the favorability to trust, it was something that would happen naturally.
Famous had made up for a long time that night, and a more glorious future was waiting for it.
Zhang Zian looked forward to the day when Dog Warrior would officially be screened in China.
There were already waves of debates on forums both at home and abroad. Some people supported the dog winning the Best Actor award, while others opposed it. The more fanatical the supporters were, the more intense the opponents were.
The supporters quoted the words of an old woman — rather than being jealous of a dog, it was better to be ashamed of yourself.
This was to be expected. A change in perception could not be completed overnight.
After the award ceremony, the female host sent a warm invitation to the guests and stars, welcoming everyone to the Berlin Film Festival again next year.
With her curtain call, the ten-day Berlin Film Festival officially came to an end. It was like a dream that people didn't want to wake up from.
Unfortunately, the Dog Warrior crew only received one trophy. The Golden Bear Award for Best Film was won by an experimental stream-of-consciousness film — the Berlin Film Festival still adhered to its old tradition and was unwilling to compromise with commercial films.
Zhang Zian, Famous, and the crew all had their own thoughts as they walked out of the gate of the Berlin Film Palace one after another.
There were many reporters gathered outside. When they saw the stars, they were like flies that had smelled blood and swarmed over.
Zhang Zian and Famous were even more surrounded, especially the reporters from China. They were the most enthusiastic, with microphones with all kinds of media logos placed near their mouths.
"I'm a reporter from XX Satellite TV. Can I say a few words?"
"Mr. Zhang, do you have anything to say to the Chinese audience?"
"May I ask how you trained Famous? Did anything interesting happen during the training process? "
"Why did you decide to donate all of your earnings?"
…
Although he was happy to hear familiar Chinese, he was not in the mood to deal with the reporters.
The staff of the organizing committee were used to this kind of scene, so they quickly helped him to separate a path and blocked the reporters outside.
As for Lin Feng, he had already put on his sunglasses and scarf and quietly slipped away, afraid that he would be recognized by the reporters.
"Famous!"
"Famous!"
What surprised Zhang Zian was that there were still many young fans who braved the cold of Berlin's February night to wait outside, just to see Famous one more time.
"I knew it! I knew it! Famous, you'll definitely win an award! " The freckled teenager shouted loudly. "I told them a long time ago, but they didn't believe me!"
Unfortunately, Richard was not present today, so Zhang Zian could not understand the German they were talking about. However, their enthusiasm infected him, and the freckled teenager was so happy that it was as if he had just finished showing off and slapping people in the face.
Just like the old woman's award speech, he could not understand a single word, but he understood everything.
He could ignore the reporters, but he could not ignore these loyal fans. They were the source of Famous's power of faith.
Ignoring Nie Yuan's frequent urging, he held the Silver Bear Trophy for Famous and responded to the requests of the young fans to take photos with Famous one by one until the last young fan was satisfied.
They returned to the hotel by car, picked up their luggage, checked out, and said goodbye to the friendly hotel staff.
Zhang Zian rushed to the airport with the other crew members. The others waited in the waiting hall to board the plane, while he took Famous to go through the pet check-in procedures.
Soon, the plane took off.
Zhang Zian waved goodbye to the angel on the Victory Column and to Germany.
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