At this kind of awards ceremony, the stars were dazzling. Global superstars came one after another, and Fang Zhao didn't stand out at all. Even Zaro, who always went against the heavens and the earth, couldn't do much here.
During the film festival, Zaro could walk the red carpet at other events, but he didn't qualify for the red carpet at the "Golden TV Series Gala."
He had no productions, no qualifications, but there were fans from all over the world and top-notch film and television workers. As for Zaro? This wasn't Leizhou, where every step was difficult.
When there was no big news, the entertainment reporters might have paid attention to him, but at this star-studded moment, they completely ignored Zaro.
It wasn't just Zaro. Woo Tianhao, Barbara, and the others had the same experience. They felt like they had been bullied and either left or stayed behind.
At this star-studded moment, even though everyone seemed to have forgotten about Fang Zhao, he was still a nominee for Best Newcomer and Best Supporting Actor in a Drama Series. As long as the awards were mentioned, the name "Fang Zhao" would still be mentioned.
But from the beginning of the film festival until now, other than the time when Fang Zhao had landed at the airport two days ago, the number of others could be counted on one hand.
At the start, there had been a lot of people clamoring to see Fang Zhao's news, but gradually, as news of other film stars came out, people had no time to pay attention to Fang Zhao. Now that Fang Zhao had suddenly appeared, some media outlets that worked with the organizers came over to interview him.
After dealing with two short interviews, Fang Zhao made an excuse to leave, avoiding a few reporters.
Those who were able to enter the hall had worked with the organizers for many years. They wouldn't keep bothering any celebrities. After Fang Zhao left, they turned their attention to other people. After all, there were many celebrities tonight. There were plenty of people to interview.
As Fang Zhao went to the tea machine to pour some tea, he heard a few directors talking in hushed tones.
"Hey, Old Li, I heard you accepted a job a while back. Apparently the investors are the Renault from Leizhou and the Woo from Tongzhou. Those two are really generous. How was it? Did it go well? I have a script that I plan to get them to invest in. "
"Don't mention it. I'm about to get an internal injury. Those two are generous, but they always want to act. Their acting style..."
"What? I think they did pretty well in 'Founding Era.' "
"You also know that it's' Founding Era. 'What kind of cast is' Founding Era '? Even the walk-on actors were either from professional schools or had rich experience in the industry, so the atmosphere was different. Even if they did not act well and were influenced by others around them, they would still be able to perform exceedingly well. However, once they left "Founding Era," their true colors would be revealed. Of those two young masters, one relied on his strength to act awkwardly, while the other relied on his strength to steal the show! "
The cast of "Founding Era" was under a lot of pressure, and Zaro's words and actions were restricted. On the other hand, there was no pressure in the production team he had invested in. He was free to express himself, and his thoughts were unorganized. Of course, his acting could not compare to his performance in "Founding Era."
In addition, Zaro also discovered that the Great Garlic Technique had failed!
Either he used too much force, or he did not express his emotions properly. While acting, Zaro felt good about himself, but the others felt that it was extremely awkward and painful to watch.
As for Woo Tianhao, he stole too much of the show. He was pretentious and pretentious. From time to time, he would even think of himself as clever and add scenes for himself.
The director and scriptwriter were too cowardly to provoke them. They could only hold back their anger and continue shooting, turning a serious drama into a comedy.
As the two of them were talking, they saw Zaro walk past them from the corner of their eyes and quickly shut up.
The director who had just spoken even turned sideways, afraid of being discovered by Zaro.
However, Zaro seemed to be in a fit of anger, as if someone had robbed him of a few hundred million. He simply did not pay attention to the people around him.
Only now did Zaro realize that all he had received was an invitation.
He could only enter the venue to attend the awards ceremony, but he could forget about the red carpet events before the ceremony. He did not qualify.
He could not produce any work. Other than "Founding Era," which played a small role, all his other films were an eyesore and far from the standards of the Corale Film Festival.
Under his agent's persuasion, Zaro swallowed his anger and stayed. No wonder he looked so bad. Other people avoided him. I can't afford to offend him, but can't I avoid him?
Fang Zhao also walked away, cup in hand. Along the way, he ran into Si Lu, who had been on the Yanzhou chapter's cast.
Although Si Lu was an artist from Silver Wing's competitor, Neon Culture, and the two companies did not see eye to eye, Si Lu had a good impression of Fang Zhao. Back when he had played the role of the lone swordsman Qi Guan in "Founding Era," it had been Fang Zhao who had given him pointers. Now that they were here, they could chat amiably when they ran into each other.
Besides Si Lu, Fang Zhao also ran into Qiao Tingzheng, a professional villain.
As a senior in showbiz, Qiao Tingzheng imparted some of his experience to Fang Zhao. But the wife-flaunting demon was still the wife-flaunting demon. After exchanging only a few words with Fang Zhao, he started talking about his wife, Windsor.
Qiao Tingzheng had not been nominated, but Windsor had been nominated for best original song, so she had qualified for the red carpet.
Qiao Tingzheng was still a little emotional. Because he had not qualified for the red carpet, he would not be able to walk the red carpet with his wife. He was sad and a little jealous.
"Speaking of red carpet partners, Fang Zhao, do you know who your partner is?" Qiao Tingzheng asked.
Fang Zhao shook his head. "I haven't heard anything yet."
"It's still early. You'll know when it starts. Don't be nervous. Don't drink too much water. It will affect your form." Before leaving, Qiao Tingzheng warned Fang Zhao. He was worried that Fang Zhao would drink too much water because he was nervous and wouldn't be able to show his best form on the red carpet.
After Qiao Tingzheng left, a man strolled over to Fang Zhao with a wine glass in hand.
Fang Zhao had never interacted with this person before. He only remembered seeing him from afar at the music center while filming on planet Wai. Fang Zhao had a slight impression of him, but he did not know his name.
The other party gestured at Fang Zhao with his chin. "You seem to be in good spirits today. Are you ready to walk the red carpet?"
"I'm ready," Fang Zhao replied.
"Being able to receive two nominations here is indeed not easy. But... "The newcomer gave Fang Zhao a meaningful look and took a step closer to Fang Zhao. Lowering his voice, he said," Did you know that you could have received three nominations? Unfortunately, you were too young. The judges voted you out in the end. "
The other party took a sip of wine, chuckled, and left.
Fang Zhao did not pursue the matter. His gaze did not linger on the other party for long. He turned around and saw He Lisi walking over.
He Lisi was an A-list Yanzhou film star and one of Silver Wing Media's top stars. He had received a few Golden Coral Award nominations in the past. Five years ago, he had won the Best Actor Award for a highly popular series at the Corale Golden Film Awards Ceremony.
This time, He Lisi was not among the nominees for Best Actor. There were so many chapters in "Founding Era," but only five people had received nominations. When He Lisi had received the role of "Wu Yan," He Lisi had been prepared. Compared to his other competitors, the "Wu Yan" he was portraying was played by three people of different ages. In a situation where their abilities were similar, He Lisi was naturally at a disadvantage. Although it was a pity that he had not received a nomination, it was still acceptable.
Now, He Lisi and Fang Zhao did not have a competitive relationship. Fang Zhao's focus was on music and posed no threat to He Lisi. Furthermore, they both belonged to Silver Wing Media, so the board of directors valued Fang Zhao. This time, Duan Qianji had specially asked He Lisi to take care of Fang Zhao and impart some experience.
"What did that person say to you? I'm guessing it wasn't anything good. "He Lisi had hurried over because he had noticed that the other party seemed to be waiting for a good show.
"Nothing big," Fang Zhao replied.
"That's good. This is your first time participating in such an important event. Your first time acting, and you have already received two nominations. Many people are jealous. Many people want to see you make a fool of yourself. That person was just one of them. No matter what they say, don't let them lead you away. You have to stay calm. If you have the time to worry about them, you might as well memorize your acceptance speech. You have a good chance of winning either Best Newcomer or Best Supporting Actor in a Drama Series. "
"I understand."
"All right. If there is anything you don't understand or can't resolve, you can contact me. I saw an old friend, so I'll head over first."
He Lisi also had his own social circle. After exchanging a few words with Fang Zhao, he left in a hurry.
There were more and more people in the side hall. Relaxing music played one after another, but it did not make people relax. Instead, as the minutes ticked by, the tension intensified.
Fang Zhao even bumped into Ji Polun and the others.
The gown's slightly glossy fabric and exquisite tailoring made Ji Polun appear much more mature than usual. Coupled with the results of his company's training, his every movement was confident and elegant, which added to his looks.
But here, there was no shortage of good-looking celebrities.
Nowadays, plastic surgery technology was getting more advanced. Every year, there were countless people hyping up their perfect looks, but how many people had the qualifications to walk the red carpet at an awards ceremony of this caliber?
Not to mention, Ji Polun was still far from perfect looks.
No matter how confident he had been in Yanzhou, here, his looks were still lacking. As soon as he entered, he shrank into a corner, not daring to wander around.
Ji Polun was accompanied by a few other young artists from the company. They were all highly regarded by the company. Otherwise, they wouldn't have gone through so much trouble to secure invitations to the "Golden TV Series Gala."
When they saw Fang Zhao, they all came over to greet him.
"Big Bro Zhao!"
"Big Bro Zhao is so cool today!"
These words weren't just compliments.
Fang Zhao's simple black and white formal attire didn't seem stiff due to the exquisite design. It was steady yet had a youthful personality. The flowing tailoring made his figure look even taller. Everything from the soles of his shoes to his hair was meticulously groomed. Nanfeng had put in a lot of thought and effort for Fang Zhao's outfit.
Even though the details weren't as rich as those of other male celebrities, Fang Zhao wouldn't go unnoticed just by standing there.
Is this what they call an aura? Ji Polun and the others thought to themselves.
"Are they all here?" Fang Zhao scanned the room.
They were all young Silver Wing artists. The company's other senior artists didn't have time to entertain them. Even if they wanted to get to know these big shots, they wouldn't get the chance. All they could do was huddle together and hole up here.
They could be as domineering as they wanted in their own continent, but when it came to global superstars and investors, even the sharpest claws had to be sheathed.
A young artist forced a smile. "They are all big names. Even first-rate stars from other continents can only be obedient here." He wanted to smile more naturally, but ever since he'd entered the hall, his legs had stiffened. He couldn't even walk freely.
Now that he saw Fang Zhao, his nervousness wasn't as intense. After all, they were from the same company, so he felt more at ease. It was like running into someone from the same hometown in another city. Even if they didn't know each other and hadn't exchanged a single word, they still felt more at ease.
"Big Bro Zhao, I haven't seen you in the past few days. We've been sightseeing all over the place and even watched two movies, "another young artist said. Sightseeing didn't necessarily mean sightseeing. It also meant taking pictures and looking for opportunities to show their faces.
Making a small splash in Yanzhou was enough to complete the mission. As for whether other continents would see news about them, that was a more difficult task.
"Big Bro Zhao is in seclusion writing a thesis," Ji Polun answered. He knew Fang Zhao had been writing a thesis after watching the movie.
The others understood what Ji Polun meant. "Oh, right. He's still in advanced studies. He has other assignments."
"I haven't finished my assignment yet," a young artist standing in the corner said with a frown.
Ji Polun chuckled when he saw Fang Zhao look over. "His agent wants him to expose a scandal during the film festival, regardless of gender or race. His agent is a demon! "
"That's right. Agents are demons!" another person chimed in.
"What about you, Big Bro Zhao?" someone asked.
"I don't have an agent," Fang Zhao replied.
"Jealous!"
"Really, really jealous!"
They weren't envious that Fang Zhao didn't have an agent. They were envious that Fang Zhao didn't need to rely on an agent to become popular. He didn't need an agency to fight for his resources. He could settle them himself. For example, Silver Wing might not have been able to snag that important role in "Founding Era." Fang Zhao had to fight for it himself.
Besides, Fang Zhao had too many connections. The film industry wasn't his main focus, so there was nothing anyone could do to be envious of him.
"Oh, Big Bro Zhao, the red carpet is about to start. Who's your partner?" Ji Polun asked curiously.
"I don't know..." Before Fang Zhao could finish his sentence, his personal terminal received a notification from the organizers of the "Golden TV Series Gala."
"Anna. I just received a notification. My red carpet partner is Anna," Fang Zhao said.
Ji Polun and the others gasped in unison.
"The one who won the Golden Coral Award for Best Actress two years ago? She's also nominated for Best Supporting Actress this year! "
"A superstar from Huangzhou!"
"Isn't her husband Lan Jing, the famous singing superstar in Huangzhou?"
"That's Lan Jing! He writes and sings by himself. He's been in the top three of Huangzhou's best-selling charts for a long time. I'm a fan! I went to his global concert tour two years ago! "
Fang Zhao also had an impression of Lan Jing. Lan Jing was Mo Lang's last disciple.
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