Chapter 756
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The European Best Actor Award winner, who had been criticized by both commercial films and distribution companies, had finally shown his value as a film star with a box office worth tens of millions of yuan.
Even Jude Law and Julia Roberts in the film couldn't hide the fact that the actor himself had once again boosted the box office.
Qin Guan, who had been attending balls for the Golden Globes, suddenly found himself surrounded by many strangers. Some of them were personal representatives, but most of them were representatives of various companies.
Wang Liying, who had appeared as Qin Guan's agent for the first time, did a good job.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so relaxed. He was wearing a green polo shirt and holding a glass of bubble drink, hiding in a corner of the cocktail party.
However, no matter how well he hid, someone would still catch him. Qin Guan lifted his buttocks in embarrassment and made way for the man on the marble steps beside the flower bed.
'You sure know how to hide. Every time I see you at the beginning of the party, you disappear without a trace like magic when the party officially starts.'
Qin Guan didn't feel ashamed at all. He took a sip of bubble juice and shrugged. "I've been in the US for a long time. If there's anything I'm not used to, I just line up, dance parties and cocktail parties."
"It's like you Americans are always celebrating. It's too tiring. For Chinese people, who value peace and quiet, this kind of life is too tiring and noisy. "
"I just want to be a quiet, handsome man here, but it's so difficult."
Julia Roberts couldn't help but spit out the cocktail in her mouth.
The blonde girl pointed at Qin Guan for a long time, unable to say a word.
Her fingers seemed to have surrendered, and she slowly put them down.
Julia Roberts sighed and shared all she knew about the Golden Globes with Qin Guan.
"This time, the 96 members of the jury have already decided on the final judges." The big-mouthed beauty gestured towards the direction of a few people who were surrounded by beautiful women. "Look, those are some of them. See for yourself."
Qin Guan looked at the men who were pretending to be gentlemen in front of a beautiful woman. Their unbearable expressions showed their lack of willpower.
Then he turned around, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing. "Are they the judges? Are they the judges of the Golden Globes? "
"Yes, they are. They are the wind vane of the Oscars."
"It's like this every year in the days before the voting for the Golden Globes. The public relations companies use the same old tricks: free travel, entertainment, transportation, good wine, and beautiful women."
"But these jobs are enough. Most of these judges are ordinary reporters. Naturally, they have a good impression of companies that spend money generously."
Julia patted Qin Guan on the shoulder. "Don't worry about the Golden Globes. It's not about your acting skills. '
Translator: Lan _ Editor: Efydatia Qin Guan was amused by the concern in Julia's eyes. "I'm not a world-class star. I don't care about the Golden Globes every day. The Golden Globes are not as valuable as the Golden Globes in football."
Julia stood up, leaving an empty glass beside Qin Guan. Her answer calmed him down.
"It's good to be calm."
Yes, it was good to be normal. This award, which was full of all kinds of variables, had finally drawn its final curtain.
If there was one difference between the Golden Globes and other film awards, it would be the way it was held.
Unlike other film award ceremonies, where the actors waited below the stage, the entire auditorium was as solemn as a press conference.
The Golden Globes were like a formal dinner for actors and actresses.
One thing about this kind of dinner was that the venue would not be accompanied by a red carpet.
In fact, there was. If the short distance from the time the celebrities got out of their cars to the time they walked into the venue where the banquet was held was counted as a red carpet, then the distance on the red carpet of the Golden Globes was pitifully short.
The 2005 Golden Globes would be held at the Hilton Hotel in Los Angeles. When the hotel staff opened the car door, the media only had 30 seconds and three meters to get to the stars.
You had to quickly use the camera and microphone to block the path of the star you wanted to shoot. You had to press the shutter when the star was caught off guard. When the star's security personnel wanted to talk to you about life and ideals, you had to sneakily retreat quickly.
This was the fate of those who were not invited to the Golden Globes, other than the 96 reporters.
Qin Guan was the favorite to win the prize, so he was stuck on the spot. Even Han Zhujiu, who had a strong physique, couldn't do anything about it.
Qin Guan's plan worked. He followed the crowd and pointed at the car that was about to stop behind him.
"Jude Law is in that car!"
Han Zhujiu took advantage of the opportunity to fight his way to the hotel.
The waiter, who was wearing a red top hat, did his best to direct the actor. In the blink of an eye, they met up with the organizers of the Golden Globes.
Wang tidied up his wrinkled white shirt and handed him the invitation with the Golden Globe trophy.
As the invitation was registered, all the staff members were blocked from Qin Guan's view. Only the instant messages from the big screen in the hotel could help the agents keep up with the latest news of their artists.
The independent room for each studio was the hub through which they could transmit the news as soon as possible.
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