Chinese entertainment: What's wrong with actresses wanting to improve?

Chapter 466 On the Eve of the Awards Ceremony

Margaret, seeing the two so affectionate, decided not to disturb them.

After a dozen seconds, Fu Yibai asked again.

"What about the Best Picture and Best Director awards?"

Upon hearing this, Margaret's expression became even more complicated.

"We did a lot of public relations work regarding the Best Director award."

Franchise Studios' PR budget for this award this year exceeded that of all the other awards combined.

Over the past few years, your projects have brought in huge box office revenue for Paramount and Universal, and their executives have done a lot of work to help.

Currently, you have the most votes among all nominees, and your lead is quite significant.

She paused for a moment.

"But I must make it clear to you in advance that there has never been a precedent in the history of the Oscars of awarding the Best Director award to a Chinese director."

The judges' established aesthetic preferences are hard to break; even if you're leading in votes, there's always a chance things will change in the final round.

Fu Yibai put down his coffee cup and nodded.

Margaret had already been quite direct, and he didn't dwell on the topic any further.

Although Ang Lee won the Academy Award for Best Director a few years ago for the film "Brokeback Mountain," those in the know understand that the Oscars do not consider Ang Lee to be a Chinese director.

What about Best Picture?

I listened for a long time, but I didn't hear any good news.

"I can't expect you to spend a fortune on public relations and then just bring me a few insignificant technical awards."

Margaret sensed the displeasure in Fu Yibai's tone and quickly reported to her supervisor.

"The situation with Best Picture is a bit different from other awards."

The main controlling party for "Interstellar" is Franchise Pictures, and the entity that submitted the application is also Franchise Pictures.

Within the Oscar classification system, this film is considered a Hollywood film, so there was no political interference in the Best Picture selection.

She raised her head, and her eyes finally showed some real confidence.

"We have a very high chance of winning this award."

"What about the competitors?"

"The biggest competitor is The King's Speech."

You've probably heard about Weinstein's PR tactics, and Harvey is notorious for his methods during awards season.

But in the Best Picture category, we consistently out-voted them.

Finally, some good news arrived. Fu Yibai nodded in satisfaction.

After listening to Margaret's report on the progress of several projects launched this year, Fu Yibai left Franchise Films with Fan Binbin.

It was already dark when the car entered Beverly Hills.

Scarlett and Anne made a special trip back to Los Angeles from the film set because of the Oscars.

The two of them nestled on the sofa in the living room, with red wine and fruit on the coffee table in front of them.

Fan Binbin pushed open the door and went in; Scarlett was the first to jump up from the sofa.

She ran over barefoot on the carpet, hugged Fan Binbin first, and then turned around and threw herself into Fu Yibai's arms.

"congratulations."

Scarlett kissed him on the cheek, stepped back half a step, and looked at him with undisguised pride in her eyes.

"It's just a nomination."

Fu Yibai took off his coat and hung it on the coat rack.

You will definitely win an award.

I have several friends who are judges, and I've already asked them to vote for you.

"Thank you for your support."

Fu Yibai affectionately patted Scarlett's shapely buttocks.

Anne pushed Scarlett aside and kissed Fu Yibai on the cheek.

"I also helped campaign for votes~"

"And these are all Annes."

Fu Yibai returned her a kiss.

Annie pulled Fu Yibai and Fan Binbin to sit down on the sofa, then looked at the two of them excitedly.

"Guess what I'm going to do this year?"

"What?" Fan Binbin asked.

"I've been selected to host this year's Academy Awards."

Anne's eyes sparkled, like a kitten that had stolen some dried fish.

"When I heard you got nominated, the college contacted me and I agreed without hesitation."

"Then tomorrow night you'll be on stage, and we'll be in the audience," Fu Yibai said.

"Are you going to announce my name on stage?" Fan Binbin asked jokingly.

Annie tilted her head, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.

"If that were the case, I would hold the envelope high and read it aloud at the top of my lungs."

The four of them chatted in the living room for almost an hour.

The conversation shifted from the Oscars to their recent projects, and then from projects to everyday life.

Around 10 o'clock, Fan Binbin yawned.

She flew for thirteen hours, and after landing, she went on a trip to the franchise film company with Fu Yi. Jet lag and fatigue made her feel like she couldn't hold on any longer.

"I'm going to sleep now."

She stood up from the sofa and kissed Fu Yibai on the cheek.

"You guys chat."

Annie watched Fan Binbin go upstairs, then turned to look at Fu Yibai.

Scarlett had moved next to him, her arm around his shoulder, her fingers casually fiddling with his collar.

I'll be very tired tomorrow night.

Annie walked up to him, bent down, placed her hands on the armrests of the sofa, and encircled him in the middle.

Get some rest early tonight.

Scarlett chuckled softly in Fu Yibai's ear.

"She means, go and rest now."

Fu Yibai reached out and put his arms around the waist of the two of them, then stood up from the sofa.

The tenderness and passion of that night need no further explanation.

Scarlett and Anne occupied his nights, one on each side, expressing all the longing he had felt during this time.