Chapter 452: No Chen Nuo, No Golden Globe

Alison's analysis, in Chen Nuo's view, pointed out two paths for him.

One leads to the palace and city burning in the flames, one leads to the peak of the ancient kings... well, that's about what it means, just get the idea.

However, the first path is actually easier for him personally. The second path is full of thorns and difficulties, and it can even be said that even if he tries his best, the final result is an unknown.

But if a person is not frivolous, they are not young, and if a person has no ambition, what is the difference from a salted fish?

After listening, Chen Nuo made a choice faintly at that time.

Two things that happened later made him finally make up his mind.

The first thing happened on the morning of the second day of the Golden Globe nomination luncheon.

At that time, he was sitting by the pool, basking in the warm morning sun, drinking skimmed milk, eating whole-wheat bread, and thinking about things in boredom under the blue sky and white clouds of LA.

The body proportions are really quite good.

And white.

As a minority, Tong Liya is not this white.

Maybe this is really a racial talent, with a bit of Indo-European ancestry, isn't that who also like this?

The chest is not small either.

It's really good, no wonder it can fascinate so many young men.

Chen Nuo takes a sip of milk, swallows the unpalatable bread in his mouth, and nods secretly.

However, with his professional judge's eye, he can't help but find shortcomings.

The biggest shortcoming is the problem of future development.

If she is really married by someone, I don't know if she will become a big aunt with a bucket waist after giving birth in her 30s.

The possibility is not low.

Otherwise, why was there no movement from the two beauties when he died in 2024?

Making money is one aspect, but I guess there are also concerns in this regard.

It seems that there was a magazine I read before, which had a statement that from the perspective of human evolution, the genes of the Indo-European race are inferior to those of Africa. Many mixed-race children look good, but they all have hereditary diseases... Well, Ruoruo is still better, a pure Han Chinese, naturally intelligent. When video chatting last night, I heard Fan Fan Binbing say she could already call mom.

At this time, a phone call interrupted Chen Nuo's thinking.

The call came from Alison.

Chen Nuo only listened to two sentences before straightening his waist and saying in surprise, "What did you say?"

Then he hung up the phone and opened Twitter on his mobile phone.

Whoa!

Isn't it?

The media on the homepage he follows on Twitter are all brushing the screen, which is very lively.

Among them, the report of an entertainment tabloid called *Hollywood Express* is the most detailed:

"Breaking News: As everyone knows, one week ago, the three leads of *Twilight* left their marks at the Chinese Theatre.

The cement slab with the imprint of Nuo Chen's side face was placed in the square in front of the Chinese Theatre yesterday, and it attracted a large number of die-hard fans of the *Twilight* series to take photos for commemoration that day.

However, this morning, in just one night, the cement slab was declared stolen.

The theater stated that at 7:00 this morning, the theater security guards first discovered that the cement slab had disappeared during their daily patrol. After reporters rushed to the scene, they confirmed that the place where the cement slab was originally placed now only has a bare cement base left.

【Image】

According to a preliminary judgment by a security consultant interviewed at the scene, this is very likely a premeditated gang crime, estimated to be two to three people working together, using tools such as iron shovels to pry up the cement slab and move it onto a vehicle early this morning.

【Image】

From the photos, clear prying marks can indeed be seen around the base.

At present, the theater has called the police, and reporters have seen police cars arrive at the scene, but the Los Angeles police have not yet announced the progress of the investigation, and we will continue to track this matter.

Please pay attention to *Hollywood Express* for the latest and

After reading, Chen Nuo called Alison again.

"Hello, I've finished reading," Chen Nuo said easily and happily.

Alison's tone is also very relaxed. "Nia Okoro from Summit Entertainment just contacted me and asked me to meet her at the Chinese Theatre now. I'm on my way."

"What for?"

"Let's see what the police say first. If possible, this should be a wonderful hype topic. Honestly, if I didn't believe that woman absolutely didn't have this kind of IQ, I would really suspect if she sent someone to do it. This gimmick is really great, no matter for us or for *Twilight*, it is very beneficial."

"Haha," Chen Nuo laughed, "Then you go. Tell me after you figure out the situation."

"OK."

The phone hung up, and Chen Nuo drank a sip of milk happily.

Saying he didn't mind, but in fact, he really regretted printing his face on it on impulse. Now hearing that it was stolen, he felt quite happy in his heart.

Should this also be considered the blessing brought by a good image?

Thinking of this, only a "splash" of water was heard, and the woman in the water came out. Guli Nazha stood by the pool, twisted her long hair dry with her hands, then wrapped her body with a towel, revealing only a pair of slender and delicate legs, and walked over with a natural expression to ask: "Chen Zong, do you want me to go and make you another cup of coffee?"

Chen Nuo waved his hand and said: "No need." After speaking, he suddenly remembered and said: "Do you have any good ideas?"

Guli Nazha blinked, her face showing confusion, a few drops of water flowed into the small groove of her collarbone along her angular jawline, looking really like an AI animation made with the keyword "tender enough to drip water".

Chen Nuo said: "If I host the Golden Globes..."

Before he finished speaking, Guli Nazha called out in surprise: "Ah, really? Chen Zong, have you decided!?"

In the afternoon, Alison brought two LAPD police officers and a deputy chief from the Hollywood branch of the Los Angeles Police Department to Chen Nuo's home.

This deputy chief is named Angelo Bell, a round-faced fat man. He is smiling when he speaks and can speak a few words of weird Chinese, such as "Hello" and "Thank you", which makes him look extra kind. The two accompanying male and female police officers are also very professional—Chen Nuo says he doesn't know, and they really don't ask any more questions.

Chen Nuo had dealt with the LAPD many times in the United States in his previous life, especially in those years from 2020 to 2022, but this is the first time he has seen such reasonable American police.

The purpose of the police's trip is very simple—according to preliminary investigations, the cement slab was indeed stolen by several thieves, and as the news said, it was premeditated and the action was clean and neat. At present, the police have not mastered any useful clues.

According to the "urination" of the American police, the first thing when visiting is to routinely ask Chen Nuo if it is possible to master any clues, hitting two poles to see if there are dates; the second is...

"In the past few days, we are preparing to add two groups of police officers in this vicinity to be responsible for your safety. How about it? Do you agree? Chen." Angelo said with a smile.

Chen Nuo didn't hesitate for a second.

Although he was quite happy that the stone slab was stolen in the morning, by noon, he felt more and more wrong as he thought about it.

Although he also knows that it is highly probable that he is scaring himself, but who knows about these crazy people with guns in America? What if someone really thinks he is as great as John Lennon and is preparing to do him?

Seeing that the American cops took the initiative to work overtime during Christmas to protect him, he couldn't ask for more.

This reaction of his flashed a trace of imperceptible surprise in Angelo's eyes.

After coming out of Chen Nuo's house, the fat deputy chief muttered thoughtfully while walking: "It seems that this Chinese star is really like the legend, a pure and flawless white lotus in Hollywood."

The male police officer agreed: "Indeed. If it were another Hollywood star, hearing that we were going to send someone to monitor, it would be absolutely impossible to agree. It is unlikely that he is the hype he made himself by agreeing directly like this. And when we asked questions, we didn't find any problems."

The female police officer also nodded: "It's definitely not him. He doesn't need to hype at all. I saw a few days ago that someone on the internet had already offered tens of thousands of dollars to buy that cement slab with his face printed on it. This money is enough to make a group of petty thieves tempted."

"Tens of thousands? Dollars?" Angelo was stunned.

"Yes, sir."

"Damn, these fans are really crazy." He smacked his lips, then ordered: "This matter is left to you, Rona, go and contact the person who offered the price on the internet, and see if anyone has tried to contact him."

"Yes, sir!" The female police officer responded crisply.

Angelo sighed for a long time: "Alright, finish work. Shit, I still have to coordinate manpower to come and guard his door before Christmas... It's really hell."

The male police officer smiled bitterly: "Angelo, do you really want to transfer people? It was just to test him just now, I think..."

"Don't say it." Angelo waved his hand, "I don't want a Hollywood star whose cement face mold can sell for 50,000 dollars to think that I am perfunctory to him. Besides, what if someone thinks that stealing the cement slab is not as good as coming to the door directly... It would be a real big trouble if something happens."

He looked around left and right, and suddenly frowned: "Damn, I said why this place is so familiar, it seems that Polanski's house is not far away, right?"

The male police officer also looked around and nodded: "It seems so."

"Fuck. Alright, that's it, let's go."

At dusk, a black commercial vehicle drove onto the road of Beverly Hills.

On the car, a chubby middle-aged man looked at the scenery outside the window and clicked his tongue in wonder: "This area is really Beverly Hills, right? Look at these rows of houses, yo, Xiao Chen, this is really amazing. He bought such a big house in the United States without saying a word. If we didn't come this time, who would have thought?"

Ma Dong was really restless when he heard this, looked at him helplessly, and said: "Director He, why don't we discuss how to say it when we meet."

Deputy Director He frowned and said: "Need to discuss?"

"Director He, Zhou Tai said so... Hey, Director He, then how do you think we should say it?"

"I think we have already come to the door, the sincerity is enough, what else is needed? Ma Dong, Ma Dong, don't forget our identity. Although Zhou Tai said so, if we really say so, when we go back to report the work, there is no way to explain it. We strive to achieve the goal this time, and pay the smallest price. You must pay attention to the sense of proportion, don't be too deliberate, understand... eh, arrived at the place? No, Chen Nuo committed what? Why are there police?" Ma Dong listened to the words of the deputy director who led the team, and was also a little suspicious. He was also a person who studied Chinese and Western, and forgot to scold in his heart, and immediately rushed to the translator sitting in the passenger seat and asked: "Xiao Lin, you ask the driver, are you sure it is here? What is going on? Why are there police cars parked outside."

A little girl in the passenger seat rushed to the white driver in the driver's seat and chattered a lot, and then the driver laughed immediately and replied.

Ma Dong knew a little English, but the deputy director who led the team to travel at public expense... no, to come to the United States for negotiations, was over 50 years old, but he didn't understand, and immediately asked: "Xiao Lin, what did he say?"

Translator Xiao Lin said: "Director He, he said that's right, just here. There are police because this morning, Chen Nuo's cement slab was stolen. It may be sent to protect him."

Ma Dong asked: "Cement slab? What cement slab?"

Xiao Lin asked two questions and replied: "It is said to be the one at the Chinese Theatre."

Deputy Director He showed an expression of sudden realization, and Ma Dong also understood.

A few days ago, this matter caused quite a stir in the country. It can be said that anyone who cares a little about the entertainment industry knows it. As an insider, they also understand some things about the Chinese Theatre. Although it is rare, it is not to the extent shown by the fans on the domestic internet.

However, it was stolen?

This............

From the time the iron gate of the manor opened to the time the car drove in, the group of people heard the local driver talk about the news that was spreading like wildfire in LA today.

To be honest, after listening, it was a bit beyond imagination.

Ma Dong looked at Director He.

Sneering in his heart, why is the face not good?

This is the second thing.

When Chen Nuo received Ma Dong's call, he really didn't expect that this person would be in Los Angeles. Without even saying hello, he made a big fanfare and flew to the United States at public expense... to talk to him about the Spring Festival Gala. You know, this year's New Year's Eve is January 23, only one month away from now. Reasonably speaking, Ma Dong is absolutely busy.

When they met, he knew that not only Ma Dong, who became the general director again this year, but also a deputy director of the center came.

This is definitely more surprising than hearing that his cement slab was lost.

Why?

Chen Nuo knows that there must be something strange here, he is not yet a big shot to this extent.

As a result, when they started talking, sure enough, it was not because of anything else, but because the pillar of the Spring Festival Gala, Teacher Zhao Benshan, is not working this year.

It's not that kind of not working, it's that the program is not very good, the body is also not good, the temper has also come up, after rehearsing several times, one sentence is either like this, or not on this year. He clashed with the director team.

So, CCTV held a meeting internally, and then there was this trip to the United States.

The itinerary is very tight, Ma Dong came today and will go back tomorrow. Deputy Director He can't stay long either, only staying for ten days or so, and will return to the country after spending New Year's Day in the United States.

"Xiao Chen, we are absolutely holding great sincerity to come to the door this time." After Ma Dong finished introducing the ins and outs, Director He said seriously, "You can raise any conditions. As long as we can let the people of the whole country have a happy and happy year, we can do anything."

If it were some other young man, he would probably be set up by Director He's rhetoric, but Chen Nuo basically only knows how to use beauty traps, and wants to use moral kidnapping on him, that is thinking too much.

He immediately shook his head and said: "Director He, I am just an actor, with or without me, the people of the whole country can be happy and happy, you are serious."

Then he showed regret and said: "Because this time it is really a step behind. I just promised the American Golden Globes yesterday, preparing to be a host, and I am about to rehearse, so I guess I don't have time."

"Ah!"

Ma Dong called out and said: "Really?"

Even if it is not true, it must be true now. Chen Nuo nodded: "Really."

"When is the Golden Globe this year?"

"January 15th. After that, I have to go to the Santa Barbara Film Festival. This year they will give Nolan the Master Award, and I have to be the award presenter." Chen Nuo spread his hands.

Ma Dong and Director He looked at each other.

Afterwards, Director He nodded slowly.

Ma Dong turned his head and said to Chen Nuo: "Nuozi, can we talk privately?"

Alright, when Director He represented CCTV in the study and proposed that in the next few years, he was willing to operate several TV drama projects with Huanxin Company, Huanxin was responsible for content creation and production, and CCTV provided financing platforms, broadcast platforms and resource support, and could sign a package agreement for this, Chen Nuo, as the chairman of the company, really felt the temptation of strong power.

It just so happens that in 2012, Huanxin will not only produce in Hong Kong, but also fully exert its strength in the country. At this juncture, with the official platform endorsement of CCTV for the production of TV dramas, many things can really be on the fast track.

Finally, Ma Dong said again that he could bring two people to the Spring Festival Gala stage this time, and this condition seemed even harder to refuse.

Before the meeting, Li Jing had always been brooding over the fact that Zhao Liying could only rank fourth among the four little flowers. With the second blessing of the Spring Festival Gala, maybe she could go one step further? Besides that, Liu Yifei? Fan Fan Binbing? Zhang Xinyu? Or those newcomers in the company? It seems that the Spring Festival Gala buff, except for not being of much use to him, and meaningless to Wen Yongshan, is quite beautiful for others.

So, if you agree, the problem comes.

The Santa Barbara Film Festival is indeed true, but it is actually held on January 26th. It is not impossible to really agree to save the scene for CCTV. After all, Shen Xiaoyang had some small conflicts with him at the beginning, and Chen Nuo, who is narrow-minded, has never forgotten it, and has remembered it for almost three years.

But what to do up there?

Thinking about it, it can only be singing, but Alison strongly disagrees with him going up to entertain the masses.

So?

This difficult problem was finally thrown by Chen Nuo to Li Jing, Qi Yuntian and others to coordinate with the CCTV director team.

If there is a suitable idea... then he is going to return to the country for the New Year anyway this year.

The next day, Chen Nuo's lawyer formally replied to the invitation letter sent by the Golden Globe Foreign Press Association via email, confirming that he would serve as the host of the 69th Golden Globe Awards ceremony in 2012. Chen Nuo himself also made a call to Philip Gabriel.

Philip on the other end of the phone was obviously impatient. He talked in the morning, sent a lawyer over at noon, and had already signed the hosting contract with him in the evening.

This contract is actually not complicated, the basic terms are almost the same as the Oscar one last year. The only difference is that the Golden Globe gave five times the remuneration of the Oscar this time—500,000 US dollars per show.

It can be considered generous by more than a little bit.

And this amount is exactly the money he lent to Theron this month.

When realizing this point, Chen Nuo was signing his name, and at that moment, from the tailbone to the heavenly spirit cover, it was a bit cool. Sure enough, the coolest thing in the world is nothing more than whoring for free and bringing back the capital.

By the day before Christmas, Chen Nuo went to the Golden Globe studio to shoot the promotional photos for this Golden Globe.

The photographer is his old acquaintance, Ryan McGinley, who had been to Xinjiang with him.

This brother has completely made a name for himself in the photography circle in the past two years. Not only did he hold a solo exhibition in New York and Los Angeles, but he also became famous in fields such as fashion magazines, trendy art exhibitions, and advertising shooting with his personal style of black and white minimalism + documentary portraiture, becoming an object that many brands compete to cooperate with.

This time the Golden Globe invited him to take photos for Chen Nuo, which can be considered a huge sum of money.

Fortunately, the final effect of the finished film did not disappoint the organizing committee.

December 25, 2011, Christmas.

On this day, the whole United States is immersed in a warm and festive holiday atmosphere. Every household hung up colored lights and wreaths, and the whole country seemed to be wrapped in the fragrance of cinnamon and roast turkey.

Susan also came to her grandmother's house three blocks away in the same city with her mother, and spent Christmas with her uncle's family who returned from Texas.

Since her parents divorced, she moved back to Louisiana with her mother. Every time this time comes, for her, it is a torture of emotions. She hates that stupid cousin who runs his nose and sneezes without covering his mouth all day, and hates that silly cousin who wants to compare with her who is thinner and who is more popular at school at all times.

So when she arrived at her grandmother's house, she sat on the sofa, took out her mobile phone and looked at her friend dynamics on Facebook.

After school starts, her aunt's family in New Jersey will definitely show off her skiing skills again. Humph, who cares.

OMG, Chloe actually went to Paris. This is too cool, really envious to death.

Why didn't Aurore update her dynamics, and Joseph didn't either...

Susan flipped down casually and was stunned all of a sudden.

I saw a new dynamic suddenly appeared on that account that hadn't been updated for a long time.

It is a promotional poster.

On the pitch-black background, it is not the golden font of the past, but a pale art font writing "69th Golden Globe Awards", presenting a calm and restrained black, white and grey tone, with great visual impact.

And on the left side of this font, stands a black-haired man.

He casually hugged his chest with both arms, his ankles crossed, one foot flat on the ground, and one foot lightly raised.

The whole person leaned sideways and stood there, his eyes glancing to the side, his side face slightly raised at 45 degrees toward the audience, the corners of his mouth raised, hooking out a smile that was not a smile, as if he was looking at this colorless "Golden Globe" with contempt.

In the black blank space on the upper left of his head, a line of small golden characters is printed:

"No Chen Nuo, No Golden Globe."

Susan was stunned.

Two seconds later, the girl screamed fiercely: "Ah!!!!!!"

This shout startled the women busy preparing dinner in the kitchen, the grandfather and uncle chatting in the living room, the cousin running around the Christmas tree, and the cousin who was showing off her new dress in front of her.

The next moment, Susan shouted ecstatically:

"Mom!!!!!! Chen is going to host the Golden Globe!!!!!!"

Her sharp voice penetrated the whole house and reached the street.

A piece of broken snow that had just fallen scattered in the air, like a firework blooming out of thin air.

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