Chapter 214

When a huge thing suddenly hits your head, some people will feel dizzy, and some people will become increasingly calm.

Chen Nuo always felt that he should be the second type.

But at this very moment, he found that he seemed to be the first type, because when Eva Marie Saint read the two words "Nuo Chen," he suddenly felt a bit dizzy and couldn't tell east from west.

A heat flow was running around in his chest, but it couldn't find a way out, causing his whole body's blood pressure to rise, and his blood seemed to be boiling.

He knew he should do something.

So he braced himself on the chair armrest and stood up.

At this moment, a fragrant, fleshy body hugged him from the side.

Liu Yifei, without any hesitation, gave him a hug with all her might in front of the world's viewers.

She hooked her arms around his neck very unladylike and said in a very loud voice in his ear: "I knew it, I just knew you could do it! Chen Nuo! Chen Nuo, I knew it!"

The scene of the two hugging was broadcast to viewers all over the world through ABC's live broadcast.

No one felt there was any problem, even the viewers who climbed over the firewall from the mainland.

Because every ethnic Chinese, and even Asian, watching this live broadcast in front of the TV or computer, regardless of gender, couldn't help but smile at this moment.

"Subarashii, Chen-kun! (Wonderful, Chen-kun!)"

"Chen Nuo-xi, you really did it!"

"Wow, he really won an Oscar!"

"Nuo-zai, so amazing, I knew you could do it."

At the same time, at the Oscar ceremony scene, Liu Yifei's excited, trembling voice also pulled Chen Nuo back from his trance to reality.

He saw that bearded photographer taking pictures of him, and on the big screen at the scene, it was indeed his current appearance.

On the screen, in front, behind, left, and right of him, were people standing up and clapping.

Some he knew, some he didn't.

These well-dressed men and women all had smiles on their faces, clapping their palms loudly, as if sincerely congratulating him.

Whether they were sincere or fake, who cares.

The first Oscar acting trophy ever held by an Asian actor was clearly worth a standing ovation.

Chen Nuo regained his composure, smiled at Liu Yifei, and said with a lighthearted appearance: "Calm down, it's just a Best Supporting Actor award."

Liu Yifei shook her head, seriously and happily: "No, this is the Oscars. Congratulations, Chen Nuo."

"Thank you." Chen Nuo then held the hand of Christopher Nolan, who was smiling and clapping on the side, and the two men hugged tightly.

"Congratulations, Chen."

"Thank you, Christopher."

Chen Nuo also performed a cheek-kissing greeting with Nolan's wife, Emma Thomas, who was sitting by the aisle, then tidied up his suit and walked into the aisle.

Chen Nuo walked from the second row to the stage, not fast or slow.

Halfway through, he saw boxing champion Will Smith and Eddie Murphy in the first row on the left, and also saw Natalie Portman and Steven Spielberg on the right.

They were all clapping.

For him.

At least at this moment, the entire circular hall of the Kodak Theatre was ringing for him.

"Thank you, thank you..." Regardless of whether others could hear it in the applause, Chen Nuo thanked them and also nodded to them.

Natalie Portman, who was by the aisle in the first row, was clearly overexcited.

Although the two of them hadn't acted in any scenes together, they both appeared in "My Blueberry Nights."

So, when she met Chen Nuo for the first time in reality, she took the initiative to give him a hug when he walked by.

"Congratulations, Chen. Well deserved." Natalie Portman said softly.

"Thank you very much." After kissing her left cheek,

Chen Nuo smiled and nodded to Robert De Niro, whom he had also met in Cannes a few seats away.

Then,

he could finally walk onto the circular stage in the center of the Kodak Theatre.

No one could deny that this was his moment of glory.

There were too many presenters, and several ladies were clapping for him on the stage with great style, so he didn't have time to shake hands with them one by one,

so he had to greet them with his eyes.

Including Angelina Jolie, the two just met eyes and communicated in the air.

Jolie's sexy mouth opened quite wide; Chen Nuo felt a bit moved in his heart and returned her a look of gratitude.

He hugged Eva Marie Saint gently,

and finally, after this short yet long journey, received the Oscar for Best Supporting Actor trophy from her hands.

It was a golden male figurine.

This gold-plated male statue weighed about eight jin, not heavy in the hand, but not light either. Chen Nuo felt it would be just right to swing it to hit someone.

He knew this was clearly not the time for strange thoughts to be pressed into his brain,

when he stood in front of the podium to deliver his acceptance speech and placed the little golden man on the stage.

The crowd standing below also sat down one after another.

At this time, on the screen directly in front of Chen Nuo, there was a 45-second countdown. From the moment he opened his mouth, the numbers would start jumping.

That was the speech time left for each winner at this year's Oscars.

However, at this moment, the damn unexpected situation came.

Chen Nuo suddenly found that he couldn't remember the acceptance speech he had prepared earlier.

His damn bad memory popped out at this critical moment, maliciously trying to ruin the big picture.

Chen Nuo looked at the sea of black faces under the stage, and his mind was indeed blank for a moment.

Fortunately, he still remembered who he should thank first.

"Thank you, Jonathan Nolan, for bringing me from Hong Kong to Hollywood. And thank you, Christopher, you possess unparalleled directorial talent; you are the best director in my mind."

"And of course, the respected Michael, thank you for being willing to use me, a newcomer..."

And then? What was I supposed to say?

What exactly did that acceptance speech, for which he had first drafted a rough copy and then asked Luo Rui Eisner to revise with flowery English, say?

Seeing the countdown display reach the 35-second mark, Chen Nuo decided to improvise according to his nature.

"I want to thank my parents; they actually never thought I would walk the path of an actor..."

"And I originally just wanted to go to college. Because it's too hard to get into college in China, especially for someone like me who feels like a fish in water in Hollywood."

The self-deprecation and the little humor in his words required a slight turn to understand,

so the laughter in the Kodak circular hall started from a point to a piece, and finally burst into loud laughter.

At the same time, at this moment, in a conference room at the Beijing Film Academy thousands of miles away, a burst of laughter also rang out.

On the wall here, a projector was playing ABC's live broadcast.

There was no other way; even if it was a little bit over the line, but on this day,

their own academy's student had walked into the Kodak Theatre and was about to hold up the little golden man,

is it possible for you to ask me not to watch the live broadcast?

So, early this morning, almost all the teachers related to acting who were in Jingcheng from the Film Academy gathered here.

Principal Zheng said it was voluntary, and I don't know why everyone came so completely.

In short, the conference room had just calmed down from the excitement and jubilation of hearing Chen Nuo win the award,

and now they heard their own student expose his own ugly deeds, revealing part of the truth about the admission storm that year, saying that he really couldn't get into college, so he ran to act.

The teachers who had participated in the admissions meeting that year all laughed out loud.

Among them, Principal Zheng laughed the loudest, so loud that it could almost be heard in the cafeteria of the building next door.

Dean Zhang Tianyou laughed on the side and said: "So, after all, it was Principal Zheng who had the keen eye to recognize talent. If it weren't for the principal overcoming all opposition and firmly deciding to admit Chen Nuo, now we would be the ones watching the students of the Central Academy of Drama win an Oscar with sour grapes."

This statement missed something very important.

However, they were all high-level intellectuals.

How could anyone remind Dean Zhang, you said it wrong, if it weren't for the good news coming from Berlin that night, Principal Zheng would have kicked Chen Nuo out of the Film Academy with one foot.

Principal Zheng smiled: "Speaking of this, before Director Liu retired, I specifically chatted with him about this matter, and he was also terrified."

"Right, right, yes, yes." Zhang Tianyou said repeatedly.

Making the young teachers in the conference room curse internally, you're talking nonsense. At that time, he held the Berlin Best Actor award in his hand; if we really didn't want him, which institution in the country wouldn't laugh their teeth off.

At this time, the network lag recovered, and Chen Nuo, who was hung on the wall, continued: "Afterward, I was very lucky to get into China's best art school..."

He got stuck again.

The teachers and leaders in the conference room didn't have a single person complaining about the network problem this time.

Because, when Chen Nuo said this "China's best art school" in English, it came out of the speakers.

The entire conference room was in an uproar.

"Good guy, good guy."

"Hahahaha, this kid really dares to say it!"

"What are you afraid of, did he say it wrong?"

"Yeah, did he say it wrong? Does the Central Academy of Drama have an opinion? What about Zhang Ziyi, Gong Li, Jiang Wen? Have they won an Oscar?"

"But isn't art category too big?" "It is a bit big, so what? Should the Central Academy of Fine Arts and Sichuan Fine Arts Institute go to the Washington Post and The Times to issue a statement?"

Principal Zheng listened to the discussion of the teachers, picked up his water cup, and drank water without changing his expression.

Dean Zhang pretended not to see the water in the cup shaking and said loudly: "The teacher taking the meeting minutes, write down this time. I think we can study it at the next school committee meeting to see if we can record this time as an important event. After all, it's our own student's speech at the Oscars."

Principal Zheng finished drinking the water, frowned slightly, and said with no small amount of complaint: "Tianyou, your temper, it's still too urgent. Chen Nuo was clearly having a slip of the tongue."

Dean Zhang smiled: "Almost 50, can't change it. Principal, don't take offense."

Principal Zheng sighed helplessly and said: "Remember to check later, 10:34 AM on February 24, 2008, is inaccurate. It should be the local time in Los Angeles to appear more realistic."

Chen Nuo didn't know that the nonsense he spoke was about to be treated as some kind of symbol.

Speaking of school, he remembered the people he must thank.

At the same time, there were only 19 seconds left.

So he started to go through the process at a flying speed.

"... Teacher Li Er, all my achievements stem from your guidance; you will always be the guide on my acting path."

"And my manager Chris, without you, I would definitely not have been able to get this role."

"My parents, I think you can be proud of me now. My girlfriend Janice, thank you for your encouragement and support all along. And Zhang Yiyi, Xia Yehe, Liu Yifei, Fan Bingbing, Ning Hao... you are all my solid backing."

Chen Nuo said all the artists and directors in the company in one breath, regardless of whether it was useful or not,

at least going out now, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he was internationally renowned, right? It just so happened he could hide Xia Yehe's name in it.

The countdown was almost zero now, and Chen Nuo was also ready to thank the Academy again and get off the stage.

To be honest, his impromptu speech was quite messy, not as moving and inspiring as the original draft.

But Chen Nuo felt this was God's will.

God's will felt that a mere Best Supporting Actor award didn't have enough status to make it seem like he had won the whole world.

So let it be, just thank the people who should be thanked.

He was just about to wrap up, and the countdown light was about to turn red.

A thing, a person, suddenly popped into his mind.

That was originally a very important part of his acceptance speech.

He first described many feelings of life and believed they were the main reasons he could stand on this stage.

Afterward, Luo Rui Eisner helped him polish and revise it.

He remembered the content of this part at this time, but it was too late.

On the countdown screen, there were only 7 seconds left before he had to get off the stage. Otherwise, if the music started playing to urge him, the scene would be a bit awkward.

However, Chen Nuo decided to delay for a few seconds and say that name.

It would also save that man from really thinking he would go back to work, it had been so long, and he was still topping up that phone number.

Causing the phone card in that phone to never be deactivated, and there would still be text messages during festivals.

He had never replied, and he felt quite embarrassed.

So, let's reply to him here.

I hope the broken TV in his house can see it.

Chen Nuo really did it.

In front of these thousands of millionaires and piles of world-class superstars, he said the name of a man who had once played a bit part in Chinese TV dramas.

And, he said it very solemnly.

Chen Nuo smiled and said: "I also want to thank an important person. It was under his care that I had a space to create in peace, which achieved the Joker of today; otherwise, all of this would only be some kind of castle in the air."

"Thank you, Head Su Mingming of the Mingming Comedy Troupe. Head Su, I am Wang Xiang, and I extend my sincere thanks to you from the Kodak Center in Los Angeles, USA."

"Thank you to the Academy, thank you everyone. I promise, I will be back!"

After these few sentences were finished, the music happened to start playing.

Chen Nuo picked up the little golden man and, like the Terminator, said "I'll be back," and also punched the air forcefully toward the stage. At that moment, the applause and whistles were truly a few decibels louder. No way, Americans just eat this up.

Afterward, Chen Nuo walked toward the backstage with several ladies amidst the continuous applause and music.

Chen Nuo was naturally paired with Angelina Jolie.

He let Angelina link his arm with a gentlemanly manner, so as not to slip on this smooth stage because the high heels were too high.

Angelina Jolie smiled gently at him and asked curiously: "Chen, what did that Chinese sentence you just said on stage mean?"

Chen Nuo smiled: "It was a special thank you to a Chinese friend. I know he doesn't understand English. So... I said a word of thanks to him. I hope he can hear my gratitude to him with his own ears."

Angelina Jolie smiled upon hearing this. A hazy light of unknown meaning flickered in her gray-blue eyes,

and suddenly she lowered her voice so low that the few women in front absolutely couldn't hear a word.

Compared to ordinary women, Jolie's deeper and hoarser voice was like some kind of hormonal signal. If she were willing, she could definitely use this signal to make every man feel his heart beat faster.

She asked in a low voice: "Chen, are you this thoughtful to everyone?"

Chen Nuo froze for a moment, then smiled: "Of course not, I also have to see who the object is."

Honestly, Chen Nuo didn't know if there was anything crazier in this world than what he was doing now.

If there was, it must be the absurd rumor that a hip-hop superstar took his wife to visit the White House, and ultimately the two superstars stayed in the bathroom together for half an hour.

He didn't stay for half an hour this time, because time really didn't allow it.

Fighting for every second wasn't enough to describe his crazy act this time.

He had just won the Oscar for Best Supporting Actor, a bunch of reporters were still waiting to interview him in the press room. It's no exaggeration to say that the world's media were fifty meters away, looking at their watches, wondering why this person hadn't come over yet.

As for the woman, she was even a nominee for Best Actress at this year's Oscars, and might even go on stage to receive the award later, getting the world-renowned Oscar Best Actress trophy.

Moreover, her husband—yes, that Mr. Pitt, who had a tendency toward domestic violence and a temper that wasn't very well controlled—was still sitting in the audience waiting for his beautiful wife to return.

It could be said that for every second delayed, the risk of the matter being exposed would increase by more than ten times.

Similarly, if this matter were discovered by someone, even if they only sensed something, and wrote a sentence or two based on hearsay.

The world's media would directly explode on the spot.

And the two adulterers, they would probably be jointly petitioned by hundreds of millions of people worldwide, asking the Inquisition or something to nail them to a cross, pile up firewood at their feet, and burn them alive.

So, Chen Nuo really didn't know how it happened,

and he didn't know where he got the guts.

If one had to say, it could only be that he had just finished winning the award, especially after winning such a proper film award that he had been thinking about for nearly a year, different from the spare tire like the Golden Globe.

At the same time, it also finally satisfied the second major wish he had since his rebirth, truly achieving a little insignificant result and accomplishing some minor, not worth mentioning career.

Therefore, his whole body, every nerve ending from head to toe, was in a state of extreme excitement,

and the whole process lasted 7 minutes and 31 seconds.

Why did he remember it so clearly? Because when he entered the room, he took out his phone and set a stopwatch.

Angelina Jolie also agreed.

It was to prevent getting carried away.

Although there was Qi Yuntian, a skilled worker, keeping watch outside, ten minutes was the longest countdown time they both nodded to.

These 7 minutes and 31 seconds were longer than the 45 seconds on stage, but if you really felt it, it was much shorter than 45 seconds.

It was almost fleeting.

Afterward, Jolie let down her white long skirt, covering her naked thighs, and at the same time, put back on the underwear she had hung on her ankle earlier.

Chen Nuo gasped slightly and asked with some concern: "That... is it okay?"

Angelina Jolie smiled and said: "It's fine. I'll handle it myself. I'm leaving, bye-bye, big daddy."

The bad girl left. Chen Nuo had to wait a while before going out, otherwise, the eyes of the 1,000+ reporters in the press room were sharp, and any trace of suspicion could be aroused.

Qi Yuntian walked in while shaking his head, his hands still clapping.

No matter how shameless Chen Zong was, in the sage mode, he still had a bit of shame,

and immediately said angrily: "What's wrong? What's wrong? Why are you clapping? Is a mere few minutes worth such flattery? Is it not worth boasting about, okay?"

Qi Yuntian shook his head and sighed: "Chen Zong, you misunderstood. I'm not clapping for you, but for the lady who just left."

Chen Nuo was stunned: "What do you mean, why?"

"I think she really isn't easy. Maybe only love can make a woman do so much."

Chen Nuo heard it inexplicably.

Love?

Who? With him?

Isn't this just kidding?

Qi Yuntian looked at him with a complex look and said: "By the way, Luo Rui Eisner asked me to bring you a message, congratulating you on winning the Oscar for Best Supporting Actor, and she is introducing her girlfriend to you now."

Chen Nuo froze at once.

WTF?

(End of chapter)