Four Hundred and Fifty-Five Suddenly Enlightened

People are always like this, eager to know the future, but afraid of the future.

If you know in advance that the result is doomed to fail, how many people are willing to keep trying? If you have long understood that efforts are destined to be futile, how many people are willing to turn back? The answer is - very few.

More often, most people are bound by the so-called future, because of fear of failure, because of rejection of wasted, because of utilitarianism, and finally choose to hold back or change course. But Renly wasn't "most people."

He doesn't give up before he tries, he doesn't back down before he tries. If he was afraid of failure, he would have made a different choice at the very beginning. He can choose an easier and simpler path according to the family's plan. But he still chose this path.

The charm of the future lies in the unknown, either by following history or by changing history. What the result will be, you can only know after your own hard work.

The results of the 83rd Academy Awards still follow the historical trajectory and have not changed because of the appearance of the little butterfly Renly. For Renly, the results were trivial.

Looking at Rooney in front of him, Renly chuckled lightly and joked, "So you left because the 'social network' lost?" Renly's mood was not affected at all, no disappointment, and no regret.

Rooney's gaze fell on the corner of Renly's mouth, and she involuntarily raised it along with it, and asked back, "What do you think?"

"Sorry, forgive my rudeness. I forgot that we are discussing Oscar." Renly didn't answer directly, but made a self-mockery in a relaxed manner, but that calm tone, no matter how you listened to it. , all seem to be satirizing Oscar's immutability and rotten staleness - exactly the same as Rooney's words just now.

Rooney burst into laughter with a puff, which made Renly raise his eyebrows slightly, and there was confusion and confusion in his eyes.

Although Renly's words just now were quite humorous, they were not enough to make people laugh. Rooney's reaction was a bit...too cheery.

Rooney turned her head away to avoid her smile being too rude and offending Renly, but her shrugging shoulders did not hide anything, she controlled it a little, and the laughter calmed down a little, she turned her head again, and her eyes still remained. With a bright smile, the whole face softened, "I'm sorry, I was a little less focused just now. To be honest, your head is very eye-catching now, and it is trying to steal all the attention."

Ren Li raised his eyes and looked up. Although he couldn't see his head, the cool feeling was not compromised in the slightest. He reminded him one by one: the night wind is quite strong, be careful of catching a cold.

The corners of Ren Li's mouth couldn't help but pursed slightly. He raised his right hand and stroked his forehead twice, the furry and sharp unfamiliar touch raised his eyebrows slightly. It can be seen that he is also adapting to this earth-shaking change.

This simple action, paired with the small expression on Renly's brows and the corners of his mouth, made Rooney's smile widen again.

Ren Li in front of him was so familiar, yet so unfamiliar, the cold blue moonlight fell on his shoulders, and there was a smile on his cheeks that didn't have time to fade away, but it was hidden behind his back, but...with a touch of sadness and loneliness, that wipe The daze that belongs to loneliness settles between the eyebrows, and even the moonlight softens.

Rooney vaguely understood what this bald head meant.

"So, do you really not care about the Oscar statuette?" Rooney already had her own guess in her heart, but she still asked, looking at the man in front of her with burning eyes, paused for a moment, and then revealed a playful look With a smile, "Or, you know this result, even if you attend, it will not change, so you deliberately choose not to go, so at least from the perspective of publicity, you can be invincible."

candid,

Sharp, sharp, and even a little aggressive. No one can forget that just a few days ago, the reporters were still blaming Renly for the hype, all of which was a hype trap, and then caused a frenzy of public opinion; but now, Rooney is in her way, This question was thrown out again without covering it up.

Renly wasn't provoked, just smiled and shrugged, not to mention explaining, not even planning to respond.

Such a calm attitude seems to be dismissive at all, which makes Rooney a little helpless.

However, Rooney is not one to give up easily, and she did not ask any further questions, but met Renly's gaze earnestly. Those tenacious eyes fell on Renly's body without moving, and she put on a picture of "I can't get it." The answer will not give up easily".

Renly laughed dumbly, "If I said, I really want to attend the Oscars, would you believe it?"

Rooney raised her eyebrows slightly, obviously not believing it.

But Renly shrugged again and said with a smile, "I'm serious." Rooney was completely stunned by this answer, she could tell that Renly wasn't joking.

Without pausing, Renly continued, "It just happens that there are more important things."

An understated sentence, without any extra decoration, simple and clear, but like a Hong bell, it exploded in Rooney's ear, deafening, the turmoil of the heart and the tsunami of thoughts continued.

Tonight at the Kodak Theater, Rooney never found a sense of belonging, always felt out of place, and eventually ran away.

She thought it was because she resisted being labeled as a commercial, she thought it was because the Oscars were no longer a mere film festival, she thought it was because the awarding of the golden statuettes was no longer a contest of strength but a game of public relations...but the fact , but not so—more precisely, because of it, but not because of it.

What matters is never the Oscar itself, but the way in which it appears above the Oscar.

If it is Meryl Streep, Daniel Day-Lewis and other top veteran actors, who have given wonderful performances, walked on the Oscar red carpet, welcomed their own praise, gained their own affirmation, and enjoyed themselves. If it belongs to its own lighting, then the Oscars are the grandest, most authoritative and most ceremonious stage in the world.

If it is a vase of idols like Kim Kardashian and Robert Pattinson, there may not even be performance works, and they appear at the Oscars just for exposure, just like a beautifully packaged gift box, presented in the spotlight If it's up for grabs, then any other awards ceremony, even if it's not the Oscars, is just as boring.

What Rooney resisted was not Oscar, but herself.

Because in the work "Social Network", her performance is really not outstanding, not to mention nominations, not even vases, so tonight's attendance has been reduced to a complete reality show, then The naked/naked eyes make her look like a cheap commodity; but if next time she puts on a top-notch performance and gets nominated, then she'll show up at the Kodak Theater with pride and accept what's hers applause.

Just like Renly.

Performance, everything is about performance.

The performance of "Buried Alive" was excellent enough that Renly could walk on the stage of the Oscars with dignity and be bathed in the baptism of the spotlight, but Renly was absent, just because of the performance of "The Cancer-fighting Me" more important. Originated from the performance, ended in the performance, changed from the performance, and returned to the performance. All of them are only related to performance.

Oscar is important. Performance is more important.

Rooney suddenly understood the reason for Renly's absence, as well as the reason for her escape. The whole world suddenly became brighter, and the hunting wind in the late night in Seattle seemed to no longer be fierce, but became graceful and agitated.

Once again, her eyes fell on the bald head of Ren Li, and she was thoughtful, with a bright light flowing in her eyes, and that joy, like the wings of a butterfly, flapped gently.

"I believe that you made the right choice." Rooney's face showed a smile, not flamboyant, but very firm, all the irritability and glitz gradually settled down, and her feet finally felt down to earth again the truth.

"Haha." A deep smile surged in Renly's chest, like the melody of a cello and a bass drum. "The reporters don't necessarily agree with you."

"The point is, do you care?" Rooney said without any pause, looking at Renly with a half-smiling smile.

Although it was a question, her tone was very certain. Those determined eyes fell on Ren Li's face, with a trace of scorching warmth, and then she saw the smile on the corner of Ren Li's mouth like the rising dawn, point by point. It rose and bloomed on the ground, and it was beautiful.

Even in silence, Rooney knew that her answer was correct. It was a problem before, and it is a problem this time.

Looking up, the dark night sky in Seattle was sprinkled with countless stars, as if the bamboo basket full of stars had been overturned, filling the sky. It reminded Rooney of that night in Telluride, about the movies. She likes nights like this.

On the way to the Sunset Tower Hotel, I chose to leave and bought a ticket to leave. This is the wisest decision she has made in the past few months.

Withdrawing her gaze, Rooney looked at Renly's bald head seriously, her calm mind began to surge again, countless whimsical thoughts erupted, and after being silent all afternoon and night, she finally began to recover and regain her vitality. , "Tell me about your performance tonight, I think it's much more exciting than a boring awards ceremony."

Rooney was a little excited, she tried to keep her voice calm, but her bright eyes still revealed her inner excitement. Not just a bald head, but also the loneliness and bitterness between Ren Li's eyebrows. She didn't know the context, the causes and consequences, but she knew that behind the indifferent look, there must be a wonderful story.