Chapter 450: Awards Ceremony, Confirming a New Film

With only three days left until the Oscar awards ceremony, Hollywood seemed to have already entered a state of revelry.

The next day, both Lin Nan and Liu Yifei rose unusually early.

Because Lin Dao had many unavoidable activities to attend, and Miss Liu had also scheduled a time with the brand representatives.

Red carpet gowns, shoes, jewelry, and accessories all needed to be coordinated and fitted in advance; the best options had to be selected from nearly ten sets.

"Mwah, see you this afternoon."

Liu Yifei giggled as she kissed Lin Nan, then followed her assistant into the car.

Watching them slowly disappear at the end of the horizon, the smile on Lin Nan's face did not fade; instead, he looked toward Tang Mu beside him.

"Let's head out too, and go meet these competitors at the awards ceremony."

Tang Mu nodded with a smile, suddenly as if remembering something.

Then, he put on a serious expression and said sincerely:

"Lin, when you hold your wedding, you must remember to notify me."

From the very first time he received a call from Lin Nan, asking him to look after a young girl coming to Hollywood to film.

To now, eight full years had passed.

Back then, he could already tell there was a trace of subtle affection between the two.

At the time, he had even teased Liu Yifei, and facts proved his guess was correct.

This feeling of watching a couple go from initial haziness to the threshold of the marriage hall gave him a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment; it was very rare.

"Of course, I suggest you start learning about the culture of 'gift money' and 'red envelopes' from now on, and start saving up in advance."

Lin Nan nodded immediately, laughing loudly, and then he and Tang Mu got into the car to head to the Oscar-related parties.

Sometimes, it is truly the case that good news doesn't travel, while bad news travels a thousand miles.

Jia Zhangke's film *A Touch of Sin* won the Best Screenplay award at the Cannes Film Festival last year and had fame abroad.

Although the film was banned by the Bureau, he had never stopped his efforts to communicate with them.

But just in these past two days, the final straw that broke the camel's back appeared.

Overnight on the domestic internet, a pirated version of the complete film appeared.

Jia Zhangke gave up; he posted directly on Weibo, stating that the film had lost its mainland market and he would no longer fight the Bureau for a lifting of the ban.

To compensate for the losses of some of the film's producers and domestic distributors.

He decided to stop investing in and building the cinemas he had previously promised the outside world, which were specifically for supporting and screening art-house films.

This capital for building cinemas would be used to compensate some of the investors and domestic distributors of *A Touch of Sin*.

For a time, major mainland media, countless filmmakers in the industry, and production companies were all denouncing online piracy.

This act of piracy had ruthlessly destroyed a director's nearly ten months of running around and effort, and even his spirit had been shattered.

When Lin Nan was at a party and was asked about this matter by Hollywood media alongside Zhang Ziyi, Li An, and others, it was truly a bit awkward.

Compared to International Zhang's strong condemnation of piracy, Lin Nan chose a vague response after hesitating and pondering.

He stated that this was an isolated case and that there would be more specific policies later to protect the rights and interests of film creators.

When one is abroad, especially in front of outsiders, one still needs to try their best to maintain the image of one's "home"; everything else is a matter for "home."

"Lin, I wish you success."

Having not seen James Wan for a long time, meeting an old friend suddenly was a bit of a surprise.

Lin Nan raised his champagne and clinked it with his, "James, I heard you've been directing the *Fast & Furious* series recently?"

"Yeah, that's right. It's the seventh installment."

After filming horror movies for so many years, he had finally gotten his hands on a big-budget commercial film.

It would be a lie to say James Wan wasn't excited; the joyful smile on his face laid everything bare.

"After I finish filming this movie mid-year, I have to talk to Tang Mu about *The Conjuring 2*."

"No problem, just go find him."

Lin Nan certainly wouldn't refuse this request from James Wan.

Over these years, the horror film sector had earned a lot of money.

Not to mention discs and copyrights, the box office of *The Conjuring* in North America alone in 2012 exceeded 150 million USD.

Just as Lin Nan and James Wan were laughing and talking, another person walked past.

Scarlett was five months pregnant and still wearing high heels; she was truly putting in the effort. I heard she got engaged half a year ago and hasn't married yet.

"Lin, I wish you a smooth Oscar night. Director James, cheers."

"Cheers."

"Thank you."

It was just a polite greeting, and the other party didn't stay long.

Watching Scarlett Johansson's plump figure walking away, Lin Nan was a bit speechless.

Twenty minutes ago, he was chatting with Ryan Reynolds, and now he had bumped into the latter's ex-wife, and at the same party!

I wonder if these two would have any interaction if they met?

At this time, those gearing up were all Oscar-nominated films.

*The Invisible Guest* actually wasn't a huge favorite; it could only be considered upper-middle tier.

But even so, no one dared to ignore the threat of this film and Lin Nan, Leonardo, and the others.

Because everything was undecided; anyone, any film, could potentially break through the siege.

After five in the afternoon, Lin Nan was the first to return to Beverly Hills; Liu Yifei would have to wait a while longer before she could return.

He browsed domestic film news, especially box office data.

Due to the time difference, it was still February 28th in Hollywood, while it was already the morning of March 1st back home.

"As expected, it didn't reach 2 billion!"

Lin Nan muttered. Although he was mentally prepared, seeing the data, he still felt a bit unwilling.

The box office for the Spring Festival films was hanging on the front page of all film and television news.

"Directed by Lin Dao Nan, produced by Liu Yifei, the mainstream commercial film *The Taking of Tiger Mountain* has been in theaters for 29 days, with a total box office of 1.703 billion."

"Whether the domestic film box office record can successfully break the 2 billion mark will be revealed in March!"

"*The Monkey King* total box office 830 million, successfully finished its run."

"*From Vegas to Macau* reported 385 million, successfully finished its run."

"*Frozen* broke 400 million, with one week left until it finishes its run."

Lin Nan saw news from the producers of *The Monkey King*.

On the day the film finished its run, they announced to the outside world that they were starting preparations for the second installment of the *Monkey King* series.

The specific start date was set for later in the second half of the year.

At the same time, Donnie Yen was explicitly dropped by the producers!

Although on the surface they said Donnie Yen didn't have the schedule, only a fool would believe that; there are no fools in the film and television industry!

For a film with an investment of 400 or 500 million, and the core protagonist of the *Monkey King* series being Sun Wukong, saying there's no schedule half a year in advance in this situation?

No schedule is a lie, leaving a way out is the truth; this is clearly being swept out the door!

It is foreseeable that from now on, big-budget productions in the Chinese-language film circle will have nothing to do with Donnie Yen.

Whatever "Yen Kung Fu," "International Yen," "Action Superstar—Donnie Yen," all turned into jokes; he can just hover in the second tier from now on.

Liu Yifei's work efficiency was very high; it only took her one day to finalize the attire and styling for the afternoon of the day after tomorrow.

"In order not to have to get up early tomorrow, I only rested for one hour at noon today.

Only then did I manage to finish trying on all the clothes, jewelry, and makeup styling before the afternoon. How is it, impressive right?"

Miss Liu leaned lazily against Lin Nan, half-leaning and half-lying on the sofa, her fair feet swinging back and forth.

"Impressive, now we'll just wait for the afternoon of the day after tomorrow."

Lin Nan sniffed her long hair and said softly.

To be honest, he was still a bit nervous at this moment, just like when he first took *Invisible Dust* to Berlin.

"I believe in you, you will definitely win the award."

Liu Yifei looked up and smiled at Lin Nan, her eyes incredibly clear and bright.

"It seems like every time I go to a film festival, you say this to me, Xixi."

"Mm-hmm, so your trophies all have my credit, hehe..."

"That makes so much sense."

In the blink of an eye, time came to the morning of March 2nd.

The entire small town of Hollywood had thoroughly boiled over.

At this time, the Dolby Theatre could truly be described as a sea of people, all media reporters and fans from all over the world.

And countless filmmakers and big-name stars would also officially walk the Oscar red carpet after three in the afternoon.

Unlike going to other film festivals in the past, where they would do makeup in the hotel and wait to depart.

This time, Liu Yifei stayed directly at Beverly Hills, in their own home.

Makeup artists, stylists, along with the brand's clothes, shoes, jewelry, and accessories, were all sent directly here.

Even the cast members of *The Invisible Guest* would gather at Lin Nan's place first before setting off together.

Anyway, Hollywood is just such a small place, and the Dolby Theatre really isn't far.

Lin Nan, in a black suit, was pacing at the villa entrance. Inside, several stylists were busy around Liu Yifei.

"Lin."

Leonardo's voice came, and Lin Nan looked up to see that the other party had already arrived at the entrance, also bringing an assistant.

Also in a black suit, wearing a butterfly bowtie, his hair combed back quite neatly; he was in high spirits!

"Leon, you look very handsome today."

"Haha, you too."

When the two met, they hugged first.

"Is Crystal still doing makeup?"

"Ladies, isn't it always like this? I reckon Jessica and Naomi will probably arrive a bit late too." Lin Nan said with a smile.

At noon, simple food was delivered.

Liu Yifei only ate a little fruit; she probably wouldn't eat anything until the awards ceremony ended.

As for Lin Nan and Leonardo, it was different; they didn't care about these things, but they only ate until they were half full.

After one in the afternoon, Liu Yifei's makeup and styling were completed.

A white strapless princess long dress, embroidered with intricate patterns, with golden high heels appearing and disappearing.

On her snow-white neck was a platinum diamond-encrusted, exceptionally dazzling necklace, forming a sharp contrast with her jet-black, shiny long hair.

Coupled with that bright, heavy makeup, alluring red lips, and sweet smile, it was simply perfect!

"Xixi, very beautiful!"

"Crystal, not bad."

"Thank you."

Liu Yifei curtsied slightly and smiled in return, appearing even more elegant and moving.

After two o'clock, Jessica Chastain and Naomi Watts arrived.

Both were in solid-colored long dresses, but the designs were novel and each had its own characteristics.

Speaking of which, serious actresses in Hollywood really rarely wear strange costumes!

Tang Mu was guarding the Dolby Theatre side, and a call came through; the *The Invisible Guest* crew officially set off.

Three cars slowly drove away from Beverly Hills.

Because of the distance, it didn't take long for the cars to slow down.

Everyone could see with the naked eye the swarming crowd in the distance, as well as a large number of media from all over the world, with long guns and short cannons densely packed.

Another twenty minutes later, amidst the noisy clamor and shutter sounds, the group was led into the waiting area, which was equally bustling.

"Leon, I have to thank you. Sitting with us this time."

"But I still have to walk the red carpet again with *The Wolf of Huaerjie* in a while."

The conversation between Lin Nan and Leonardo made Liu Yifei and the other two unable to help but laugh.

In the waiting area, Lin Nan saw some familiar faces at a glance, and those were the only familiar ones.

Teacher Gong Li, Zhang Ziyi, Li An, the eternal sunglasses-wearing Wong Kar-wai, and his partner William Chang.

On the European and American side, Lin Nan was basically face-blind; there were only so many he recognized:

Charlize Theron in a black deep-V, Cate Blanchett in a nude sequined long dress, Anne Hathaway with short androgynous hair, Ma Xiu McConaughey... and finally, Leonardo's old flame.

Time passed second by second; many foreign actors greeted Lin Nan along the way, but he really didn't remember many of them.

Near four o'clock, the red carpet officially began.

The nominated crews would be interspersed among the appearance order of actors and celebrity guests, distributed throughout the entire red carpet process.

"Lin Dao, Yifei, see you in a bit."

Zhang Ziyi was a member of the Academy and also the lead actress of *The Grandmaster*.

When she passed by Lin Nan with Wong Kar-wai and William Chang, she took the initiative to greet them.

"Mm, see you in a bit."

One crew after another walked onto the red carpet.

At a certain moment, a staff member signaled that it was *The Invisible Guest*'s turn.

"Xixi."

Lin Nan reached out and took Liu Yifei's hand. Jessica, Naomi, and Leonardo followed simultaneously.

The two men stood on both sides, placing the three ladies in the middle, and walked out just like that.

Walking the Oscar red carpet for the first time, the most eye-catching person in the crew was undoubtedly Leonardo, who had been running the race for 20 years.

Fans and followers on both sides were shouting his name, as well as that enduring name: "Jack."

"Lin Dao, Yifei..."

In the vast sea of people, hearing Chinese was so intimate!

Lin Nan and Liu Yifei looked over subconsciously; it was indeed the Sixth Princess!

The two waved with smiles; after the awards ceremony, there was an interview scheduled.

"Back home, it should be 7 AM now, right?"

Liu Yifei nodded, "Yes, the moment the awards ceremony ends here, back home will know."

Hearing this, Lin Nan immediately felt the pressure.

The red carpet host didn't make things too difficult, and after two simple questions, let them pass.

Just as they entered the Dolby Theatre, Leonardo spoke up, "Lin, I have to head back, see you in a bit."

"Mm, go ahead."

It wasn't just Leo who walked the red carpet with two crews; Ma Xiu McConaughey was the same.

In Hollywood, only the Dolby Theatre, which has 3,400 seats, can host large-scale events like the Oscar awards ceremony.

Inside the theater, two-thirds were already full.

Lin Nan, Liu Yifei, and the other two followed behind the on-site staff, walking toward the seats belonging to *The Invisible Guest*, center-right.

As time passed, the inside of the theater became fuller and fuller.

The *The Wolf of Huaerjie* crew also entered; after Leonardo waved to them, he returned to Lin Nan's side.

"At most another half hour, the awards ceremony will begin."

Leonardo said seriously; Lin Nan and Liu Yifei looked at each other, and it was clear he was very nervous.

When the host, Ellen DeGeneres, walked onto the theater stage, it also meant that this year's Oscar awards ceremony had officially begun.

The opening American-style jokes, in Lin Nan's view, were truly a bit cold.

However, the first performance segment was quite eye-catching.

But unfortunately, among so many performers, Lin Nan only recognized Taylor Swift, who was very recognizable, and had nice legs.

An hour of English songs made Lin Nan want to sleep.

On the other hand, Liu Yifei on the left held his hand and even hummed along for a long time.

"Mm, sounds good."

"Hehe, sounds good right, I'll sing it for you when we go back."

Just as Lin Nan and Liu Yifei were whispering, the performance segment ended.

The main course began.

Lin Nan could clearly feel that Leonardo's body on his right side had subconsciously tensed up.

No matter which film festival's awards ceremony, it always starts from the smallest awards, and the Oscars are the same.

The first to be revealed was the Best Live Action Short Film award.

Followed by Best Documentary, Best Animated Short Film, Best Music...

Awards and acceptance speeches, a full hour passed.

At this time, it was finally the turn of those awards that were slightly more worth watching.

*Gravity* was simply invincible, sweeping multiple secondary awards such as music, sound effects, visuals, and cinematography.

"It's coming."

Liu Yifei whispered, and incidentally looked toward Zhang Ziyi and Wong Kar-wai's side.

"... Best Foreign Language Film award... *The Great Beauty*..."

Oh, Wong Kar-wai and Zhang Ziyi's side were clearly stunned, and only then did they applaud.

After passing the Best Editing award, it came to the Best Adapted Screenplay award.

Lin Nan also subconsciously became nervous; the original screenplay was next.

"... Best Adapted Screenplay... *12 Years a Slave*..."

It's coming!

Liu Yifei held Lin Nan's left hand with both hands, smiling softly to soothe him: "Relax, you are the most amazing one."

"Lin, I wish you success."

Several people said to Lin Nan.

On stage, the acceptance speech had finished, and it was finally time for Best Original Screenplay.

"He is an outstanding director, and even more so an excellent screenwriter, and also a filmmaker in Hollywood.

Still remember eight years ago, the media said he was the youngest Berlin Silver Bear director, later the Golden Lion director... he contributed many top-tier film scripts: *Buried*, *Inception*, *The Hunt*..."

When the presenter on stage said this, including Teacher Gong Li, Zhang Ziyi, and others, many people looked at Lin Nan; it was him!

Liu Yifei bloomed with a smile, excitedly gripping Lin Nan's left hand, "It's you, it's really you!"

Leonardo, Jessica, and Naomi all looked at Lin Nan simultaneously, "Lin..."

Lin Nan was also very excited inside; he stared straight at the stage, waiting for the presenter to finish speaking.

"The winner of the Best Original Screenplay award is, *The Invisible Guest*, Nan Lin."

Applause rang out; Lin Nan stood up, walked past Leonardo, and walked toward the stage along the almost flat steps.

Guided by a waitress, he walked onto the stage from the side.

He took a small golden statue and a certificate with both hands.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, Lin."

"Lin, it's over to you."

Host Ellen DeGeneres said, then retreated off stage.

On the huge golden stage, only Lin Nan was left.

He stood in front of the microphone, his gaze sweeping over the smiling Liu Yifei, Leonardo, Jessica... Teacher Gong Li, Zhang Ziyi...

"Although I have filmed quite a few movies, this is my first time coming to the Oscars, but please believe me, this is not the last time.

Once again, thank you to the Academy for giving me this award; additionally, I want to thank my crew members, Leonardo, Jessica, Naomi, thank you.

Finally, I want to thank my girlfriend, Liu Yifei, you are the most important!"

Amidst a round of applause, Lin Nan walked off the stage.

Miss Liu smiled like a flower, her eyes burning as she welcomed Lin Nan.

"Congratulations, Lin."

Looking at that small golden statue, Leonardo's eyes were burning; he longed for a small golden statue engraved with "Best Actor."

"Haha."

Lin Nan smiled, not saying words of encouragement; the Best Actor award wasn't far off.

Liu Yifei had already taken the trophy and certificate from Lin Nan's hand, giggling as she held them in her arms, her silly look appearing again.

The awards at the very front were about to begin.

First was Jessica on Liu Yifei's left, who also subconsciously sat up straight, her body still trembling slightly.

"... Best Supporting Actress award, Jessica Chastain, *The Invisible Guest*."

With a swoosh, Jessica stood up.

Lin Nan and Leonardo both subconsciously widened their eyes, their joy overflowing.

She won!

In front, Teacher Gong Li had already started applauding.

Zhang Ziyi was even dumbfounded: "Lin Dao, helped someone win... Best Supporting Actress... Oscar!"

At this moment, tears welled up in Jessica's eyes, "Lin, thank you, thank you, really thank you..."

She walked past Liu Yifei, and when she passed Lin Nan, she suddenly stopped, followed by a sneak attack, kissing Lin Nan on the cheek.

Lin Nan was stunned!

Oh my god!

It wasn't until Jessica walked toward the stage that he reacted.

Liu Yifei puffed out her cheeks, constantly wiping the lipstick mark on Lin Nan's face with her hand, her mouth carrying a trace of grievance, muttering: "How could she do that, it's too much..."

On stage, she was still thanking Lin Nan and the crew members.

In less than ten minutes, Jessica came down with the small golden statue and certificate, by now smiling like a flower.

"Crystal, sorry, I couldn't help myself."

"It's fine, blame him."

Good grief, Lin Nan received a white-eyed glare from Liu Yifei.

But it wasn't time for joking and playing around yet, because the two most important nominated awards were about to arrive.

Best Supporting Actor, *12 Years a Slave*.

Best Actress, Cate Blanchett.

The most nervous and exciting moment had arrived.

On the big screen, the live shots of several nominated actors were switching.

Leonardo forced a smile, his hands slightly clenched into fists, but very hard, trembling.

There was obvious anxiety, anticipation, and incomparable longing in his eyes.

"... The winner of the Best Actor award, *Dallas Buyers Club*, Ma Xiu McConaughey!"

In an instant, the sky collapsed.

Lin Nan saw tears shining in Leonardo's eyes, bright teardrops swirling in his eye sockets, which he was forcibly holding back.

Running the race for 20 years, this year with a two-in-six probability, he still didn't get it...

"Leon, maybe it's not that you're not excellent enough; that *Dallas Buyers Club* had an advantage in subject matter, plus Ma Xiu is also very strong..."

Lin Nan was right; the script for *Dallas Buyers Club* was too suitable for chasing awards.

Ma Xiu McConaughey was even more extreme, making himself skinny as a rail for the role.

I heard that if the doctor hadn't forcibly ordered him to stop, he might have lost his life.

Liu Yifei and Jessica and Naomi on the side were all watching, unable to interject, not knowing how to comfort Leonardo.

On stage, Ma Xiu McConaughey was delivering his acceptance speech.

Leonardo suddenly looked at Lin Nan, "Lin, shall we talk about the script you mentioned that day?"

Lin Nan nodded subconsciously; actually, he had other scripts.

"Best Director award, *Gravity*, Alfonso Cuarón!"

Hearing this result, Lin Nan also sighed deeply.

Liu Yifei grabbed his hand, "We still have a chance..."

"Mm, my biggest advantage is that I'm young!"

Best Picture went to *12 Years a Slave*.

How should I put it?

Almost no serious filmmaker would think highly of this film winning the Oscar for Best Picture.

An incredibly politically correct film, a film that put the Academy on the fire to roast.

At ten in the evening, the Oscar awards ceremony ended successfully.

And back home, it was exactly around 12 noon.

The media was overwhelming, all news about the Oscars.

"The awards ceremony for this year's Academy Awards ended successfully half an hour ago."

"Lin Dao Nan's work *The Invisible Guest*, four nominations and two wins, captured two major awards: Best Original Screenplay and Best Supporting Actress!"

"Leonardo DiCaprio narrowly lost to Ma Xiu McConaughey, running the race for the Oscar Best Actor again."

"*The Grandmaster* unfortunately lost, failing to win the Best Foreign Language Film award..."

The entire film and television industry was in a sensation; everyone was looking at the photo in the news of Lin Nan standing on the golden stage, holding the small golden statue in one hand and the certificate in the other, delivering his acceptance speech.

The first small golden statue in the mainland was born; although it wasn't the Best Director small golden statue, the Best Original Screenplay small golden statue was also a small golden statue!

Most importantly, Lin Dao Nan had cultivated a Best Supporting Actress!

With the first one, it meant he could cultivate a second, a third... and even Best Supporting Actor, Best Actor, Best Actress...

Actors in the film and television industry were all excited, as if they also had a chance.

Including Lin Nan Film Industry, China Film Group, Wanda, Enlight Media, and others, several film and television giants like Shanghai Film Group, Western Film Group, Ningxia Film Group, and Emperor Motion Pictures all forwarded the news of Lin Nan's Oscar win and sent congratulations.

The efficiency of the Beijing Film Academy was almost synchronized with the media.

"Congratulations to our school's outstanding graduate Lin Nan for winning two major awards, Best Original Screenplay and Best Supporting Actress, at this year's Oscars with the work *The Invisible Guest*...

Lin Dao Nan will return to the Film Academy in the near future..."

"Lin Dao can be considered fulfilled now; he has sprinted for all the top-tier film awards!"

"If once doesn't work, then twice; Lin Dao has the strength for Best Director, he will win the Oscar for Best Director sooner or later! I wonder if he's missing supporting actors for his next film?"

"Xiaoming, you really dare to think. After acting in *American Dreams in China*, you're completely no longer 'Not Too' 【a pun on his English pronunciation】? Haha..."

Han Jiamei took her phone and rushed excitedly to Han Sanping;

"Look, being a screenwriter is still very promising; isn't Senior Brother Lin's first Oscar small golden statue a screenplay award?"

Han Sanping forcibly held back his anger, his mouth twitching as he wanted to refute, but Han Jiamei had already turned and walked out of the study, still muttering:

"I don't want to be a director, I just want to be a screenwriter..."

Originally, after the awards ceremony ended, Lin Nan and Liu Yifei were both prepared to go back and rest.

But the Sixth Princess side wanted to complete the interview tonight, because their flight was tomorrow, so Lin Nan just treated it as working overtime.

Situations like late-night interviews or recording interviews are very normal at major film festivals.

Liu Yifei didn't want to stay at home alone, so after changing clothes, she followed Lin Nan out.

In the hotel on the Sixth Princess side, Lin Nan and Liu Yifei both appeared on camera at the same time.

"Lin Dao, this time you personally only won the Best Original Screenplay award and didn't win the Best Director award; do you feel any regret?"

Lin Nan glanced at Liu Yifei on the side, then answered with a smile:

"Regret? There is a little bit, but not much. After all, in the director's profession, I really belong to the kind that is a bit too young!

Normally, a director's golden creative period should be after 40. I still have plenty of time and opportunities, so I'm not in a hurry, I can take it slow. Haha..."

The Sixth Princess reporter also smiled:

"Lin Dao makes sense.

*The Taking of Tiger Mountain* back home is sprinting toward 2 billion; what film plans does Lin Dao have afterward? Is it starting another commercial film or?"

Lin Nan shook his head, "I won't be starting another commercial film for the time being; the next film is still a foreign-language film, and it's already almost confirmed."

Hearing this answer from Lin Nan, the few people from the Movie Channel instantly perked up; this was news that wasn't out there, a scoop!

"Can Lin Dao reveal what kind of film it is?"

Lin Nan didn't refuse: "Of course, the name of the new script is *Manchester by the Sea*."

"Art-house film? Realistic subject matter? Is it another award-chasing film?"

This time Lin Nan didn't answer directly; Liu Yifei looked like she was already starting to get sleepy, so he decided to speed up the interview process.

"Let's keep a little bit of mystery. After I film the movie, everyone will know."

The people from the Movie Channel seemed to have sensed Lin Nan's intention, and they also slightly sped up the pace.

"Then is Lin Dao going to start filming immediately? Or wait until after resting for a period of time before starting? Will you use domestic actors?"

"Won't rest for too long, will start casting as soon as possible..."

Originally it was said to be an interview, but it ended up becoming a talk show.

By the time it ended, it was already past 12 o'clock.

On the way back, Liu Yifei leaned on Lin Nan's shoulder and fell asleep directly in the car.

Finally, when they got home, it was Lin Nan who carried her in a bridal style and carried her out of the car.

"Hehe, Lin Dao, am I heavy?"

With her head resting on Lin Nan's shoulder, Liu Yifei smiled and asked foolishly.

"Not heavy, just right."

As he spoke, Lin Nan also tightened his hold on the person in his arms.

"You're awake, do you want to get down and walk yourself?"

"No, I want you to carry me up, hurry."

Liu Yifei hugged Lin Nan's neck tightly.

Good grief, she was even acting spoiled.

Lin Nan smiled and started to speed up his pace.

"That, tonight..."

"Mm, okay."

Liu Yifei nodded lightly, her voice soft and sweet as she said.

"Alrighty, Princess Xixi."

Lin Nan instantly perked up.

(End of chapter)