Chapter 348

On the day of the awards ceremony, Isao Morikawa arrived at the Millennium Hotel by special car in the afternoon, and Naoki Nagayama was already waiting in the hotel lobby.

"Morikawa-san, you've arrived~" Naoki Nagayama put down the newspaper. "The location is at the Los Angeles Music Center, right?"

"Hai, it only takes about 20 minutes to get there." Isao Morikawa, who was wearing a black suit and black pants, was a little surprised to see Naoki Nagayama in a light blue casual suit, white t-shirt, and black slim pants. "Is Naoki-san going to wear this?"

"Ah... yes, what's wrong?" Naoki Nagayama looked around. This was a custom-made Burberry suit, and it was said to be this year's popular color.

"You look like a star!"

Naoki Nagayama in a light blue suit was handsome and had a touch of carefree casualness, which was very eye-catching.

Isao Morikawa was a guy who believed in the traditional black-clad behind-the-scenes tradition of the older generation. In his eyes, as a producer, director, and screenwriter, one should be low-key and sociable, not showing off.

However, he soon reacted. This young man in front of him, besides being behind the scenes, also belonged to the artist in front of the stage.

"It suits Naoki-san very well."

"Haha~ Morikawa-san is joking~" Being praised for being handsome by an old man was a bit strange, but he was still praised~

"By the way, Haruki-san is not going with us?"

Isao Morikawa shook his head: "The president went in with acquaintances in the film industry, and I will lead Naoki-san."

The two took a car to the Los Angeles Music Center, looking at the buildings that were becoming more and more artistic on the road, Naoki Nagayama sighed at the cultural center area of Los Angeles.

Soon, the car arrived at the front door of the Los Angeles Music Center. Although it was still early, there were already reporters waiting on both sides of the red carpet, but three o'clock in the afternoon was when the real big names came. There were also security guards maintaining order at the scene.

"Are we going to walk the red carpet too?" Naoki Nagayama asked curiously.

"Of course, Naoki-san, we are the nominated people!" Isao Morikawa said, but after getting off the car, he still led Naoki Nagayama to the passage on the red carpet close to the ordinary audience, rushing forward with his head down, and even Naoki Nagayama was led by him to speed up his pace.

This was the United States in the Showa era, naturally there were not many reporters paying attention to Asian faces, and the audience next to them just felt that a handsome Asian brother had passed by.

However, there were still some Japanese reporters with sharp eyes who directly pressed the shutter.

"That's Naoki Nagayama!" one of the reporters said to his companion. "He actually came over."

"That's natural, "Hachiko" is nominated for Best Film!" The companion next to him was still clicking the shutter. As a film and television reporter stationed abroad, the two of them were very concerned about their own movies that were finally shortlisted.

"In short, there will be news in the domestic newspapers tomorrow!" The reporter smiled. Although the photos couldn't be sent back to Japan directly, there were already high-definition color fax machines in this era, and it was no problem to send a photo back.

When walking into the awards venue, the empty hall only had a part of the personnel present, sparse and unpopular.

Isao Morikawa led Naoki Nagayama to the seat in the fifth row, but didn't see Haruki Kadokawa.

"Morikawa-san, why didn't I see Haruki-san?"

Isao Morikawa seemed to think of something: "Maybe the president is chatting with friends somewhere else~"

In fact, he thought that his president might not be patient enough to wait, perhaps he would wait until the awards, or appear after the ceremony, after all, that was the occasion for socializing. A 4 or 5-hour awards ceremony was really too long.

Naoki Nagayama inexplicably felt that he was an honest child~

The long waiting time was very boring. Naoki Nagayama and Isao Morikawa chatted with each other to pass the time. However, as time passed, the popularity of the venue became more and more, and Naoki Nagayama had one more way to pass the time... He looked at the stars of the 80s and started looking for people he recognized.

Eh, that hard-core handsome guy is very familiar—Christopher Reeve, it turns out he is the actor of the most classic "Sunshine Superman"!

Yo ho, this guy with a fierce look is also very impressed—the generation of dance king John Travolta, the guy who danced the twist with the female lead in Quentin's "Pulp Fiction", contributed the most classic fragment in film history!

Wait, this domineering imperial sister who just came in—Sigourney Weaver, the heroine in "Alien"!

There were also a group of stars who were very familiar but Naoki Nagayama couldn't name, one by one came to the venue, making the long waiting time less difficult to endure.

Finally, when the awards ceremony really started, it was already 5 o'clock in the afternoon. With the opening of the hosts, the 55th Oscar Awards Ceremony officially began.

In fact, the Oscar awards ceremony was similar to the Japan Academy Film Prize awards ceremony, but there was a little more interaction between the host and the stars in the field. In the United States, which advocates humor, the various jokes made with the stars were much more open than in Japan, and the atmosphere of the entire awards ceremony was very active.

However, this time no star rushed to the stage to give the host a slap~

Naoki Nagayama listened to the endless rhetoric on the stage. This year's Oscars were definitely the home of "Gandhi" and "E. T.", and these two movies almost included all the awards, making other movies eclipsed.

Naoki Nagayama, who had been sitting for almost 3 hours, couldn't sit still, and took advantage of the transition on the stage to get up and want to relax.

"Morikawa-san, I want to go to the restroom~ Together?"

Naoki Nagayama issued an invitation to go to the restroom together, but Isao Morikawa, who was good at enduring, didn't agree.

"Naoki-san, please go ahead, I'll wait for the president here..."

Your president won't come! At this time, maybe he is happy with that big shot in the circle in the club~

Naoki Nagayama complained while coming to the backstage of the Los Angeles Music Center, followed the guidance and found the restroom.

However, he didn't return to the venue after using it.

Naoki Nagayama walked slowly along the corridor to the second floor, wanting to breathe some fresh air, and by the way, stretch his waist.

Unexpectedly, after turning around, he found that the Oscar staff had disappeared. He walked to an exposed corridor bridge and could actually see the night view of Los Angeles.

Naoki Nagayama stretched his waist, and then put his hand on the railing to look at the scenery... until:

"What are you looking at?"

A hoarse but soft voice came from the pillar next to it, like the sea breeze blowing on the sand at night.

It turned out that there was a person hiding behind the pillar!

Naoki Nagayama was startled, hurriedly retreated two steps to the side, and looked at the pillar: "Who? Who is hiding there!"

A red dot appeared first, then a slender arm holding a cigarette, then a black pleated skirt. When the person walked to the bright place, a tall blonde and blue-eyed European beauty appeared in front of him, with deep eyes full of affection, a straight and playful nose, and full lips with a smile. Innocence and sexiness were intertwined on this face, highlighting a rich style.

By this time, Naoki Nagayama realized that this familiar beauty was the award presenter on the stage before, but he forgot her name.

"Sorry, you are..."

"Nastassja Kinski, don't you know me?"

This German-born female star, known as the "No. 1 Beauty in European Cinema" in the 80s, became famous in "Tess" two years ago, won many awards, and was now a well-known actor in the European film industry.

"Sorry, I didn't recognize you for a moment, but now I remember." Naoki Nagayama really didn't know her. He watched fewer early European movies. "After seeing the person, no one will forget it."

Nastassja Kinski was used to the compliments of men and didn't show any shyness, but stood generously in the place where Naoki Nagayama had just looked far away: "What were you looking at just now?"

"Just an ordinary night view." Naoki Nagayama returned to his original posture after relaxing, and leaned on the railing again. "It's too noisy in the venue, so I came to relax. What about you?"

"It's too noisy in the venue, so I came to relax~" The exact same words came out of the blonde beauty's mouth, bringing a laziness, a hoarse voice, which might be called a smoky voice in later generations.

Nastassja Kinski took a puff of a lady's cigarette and looked at the rare Asian handsome guy beside her, and became a little interested. "Are you Japanese?"

"Yes~"

"What are you doing at the Oscars?"

"Well..." How is it like an interrogation? "A movie was nominated for an award."

"Oh? A movie, is it that "Hachiko"?" The blonde beauty became more interested. After a little thought, she remembered the Japanese movie that was more awkward to pronounce.

"Yes~"

Naoki Nagayama felt that this way of asking and answering was too stupid, but the beauty's personality beside him was really a bit strong, so he could only answer tentatively.

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"I remember there is no role like you in the film?" As an award presenter, the blonde imperial sister had watched all the shortlisted films, and became more interested in this young handsome guy. "Are you a producer? Or a screenwriter? You wouldn't be a director, right?"

"Both... My name is Naoki Nagayama." Finally introduced his name. "In this film, I am the producer and screenwriter."

"Ah~ I remember! That's right, there is this name on the list! Hahaha~"

Feeling that this blonde imperial sister suddenly became enthusiastic, maybe as an actor, she would have a special halo when looking at producers, screenwriters, and directors~

"Miss Kinski, aren't you an award presenter?"

"The award I'm going to present is over! So I can come out to catch my breath now." The blonde imperial sister looked at Naoki Nagayama, as if remembering something. "Nagayama... Naoki... you..."

"Just call me William~" It's really hard for foreigners to pronounce Japanese names~

"Okay, William, your nominated Best Film award should be coming soon, aren't you going to pay attention?"

"Anyway, there is no chance. This year's Best Film is definitely chosen between "Gandhi" and "E. T.", there is no share for others." Naoki Nagayama curled his lips. "I won't go to see the process of loss."

"Haha, good choice! It's already decided in secret~" Nastassja Kinski said mockingly. "Then are you going to attend the banquet party next?"

"I shouldn't go. A pure social place, very troublesome~" Naoki Nagayama shook his head directly and sighed. "In Los Angeles, I don't know anyone."

Nastassja Kinski looked at the slightly melancholy face under the night sky, and suddenly her heart stirred. The loneliness she felt when she was young and rebellious was also like this: "Who said that? Aren't you knowing me?"

"?" Naoki Nagayama looked at the blonde imperial sister. We only said a few words...

"William, don't look so depressed. There is a very good club nearby, and I am going to go Happy with my friends after it ends!"

Nastassja Kinski exerted the unique enthusiasm of Westerners. "You come too!"

"...?"

Less than five minutes after meeting, the blonde imperial sister invited me to go to a nightclub?

Are you sure you are not coveting my beauty?

Inside the venue, Haruki Kadokawa finally returned to his seat when the Best Film award was about to be presented, but found that only his subordinates were here.

"Morikawa, where is Naoki Nagayama?"

Isao Morikawa said honestly: "Naoki-san went to the restroom, I don't know why he hasn't come back."

"This guy, doesn't he even pay attention to our movie? Really..."

Just counting, he found a figure walking to the seat and sitting down. "Haruki-san, you are here."

"Hai, I have been communicating with friends in the industry."

Haruki Kadokawa was a little embarrassed. He was still talking about others just now, but found that Naoki Nagayama was a little absent-minded.

"Where did Naoki-san go?"

"I was also communicating with friends in the industry~"

The atmosphere at the scene was even more awkward... Fortunately, the host's explanation broke this atmosphere.

"The movies nominated for Best Film today are "Gandhi", "E. T.", "Missing", "Tootsie", "Hachiko""

The big screen on the stage played the clips of the five movies, allowing everyone to appreciate the masterpieces again, and then invited Carol Burnett to present the Best Film award.

"The winner of the Oscar for Best Film—"Gandhi", congratulations!"

"Tsk, sure enough, it's this one." Haruki Kadokawa said on the side. "Columbia Pictures spent at least 1 million dollars on lobbying public relations companies!"

"Sure enough, it was all decided early!" Naoki Nagayama nodded. "Plus political correctness~"

Seeing this result that was not unexpected, Haruki Kadokawa had no interest in staying any longer.

"Naoki-san, are you going to attend the banquet party?" He said to Naoki Nagayama. "Or go to the investor's celebration party with me? But I want to remind you that that party is all about old men blowing each other, necessary, but very boring."

"Ah, arigato." Naoki Nagayama politely declined. "Actually, I have already made an appointment with someone."

"So that's it, it seems Naoki-san really has many friends~"

Haruki Kadokawa laughed. This young junior was also like this the day before yesterday~

"Then I wish you a good time, Morikawa, I will take him away~"

"Hai~"