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"Renly! Renly! Renly!"
The layers of shouts are endless and can't be stopped at all, not from the onlookers, but from the reporters on the scene; the hoarse calls, one after another, have really ignited the enthusiasm of the red carpet; the interviewers have not yet been able to complete their wishes. During the interview, the photojournalist began to call out affectionately.
Super popular, leading the audience; leading the way, no two for a while.
Even Brad and Angelina, even George Cruise, even Ryan Gosling, even Tom Hanks, even Steven Spielberg, even Meryl -Streep, even Natalie Portman...still incomparable, not even comparable, Renly easily crushed the audience, from the audience to the reporters, from the TV station to the fellow entertainers, all All eyes were focused, and with an unparalleled absolute advantage, it became the only worthy focus on the red carpet.
"One more! One more!"
"Renly, here! Look at the camera and smile!"
"Wait, wait, just another one, please, please!"
"Look at this direction, side, side, another one!"
...
The chaos in the photo area is like a battlefield. For three full minutes, Renly had been standing in the photo area for three minutes. The sound of the shutter and the silver of the flash were connected without any leakage. However, the reporters were still not satisfied. The earnest pleadings came one after another, and the scene was lost for a while. control.
But this time, Renly didn't stop and left the photo area, showing an apologetic smile to the fellow actor standing next to him.
Due to a series of delays and confusions, the order of appearances in the second half of the red carpet has been completely disrupted.
The long, narrow and wide photo area was already overcrowded at this time, and three people, Sandra Bullock, Antonio Banderas, and Emma Stone, were in different positions, accepting photos; but apparently, more than three Two-thirds of the shot was on Renly—even three-quarters, and the flash focusing on the three of them seemed a little lonely.
Not far behind, Cameron Diaz is being interviewed by the TV station, and the crown prince and princess of Monaco are just walking on the red carpet; out of the corner of the eye, you can still catch the red carpet David Finch and Michelle Williams interviewed by reporters.
The red carpet of more than 300 meters is spacious and bright, vast and empty, but at this time it seems crowded, and it seems that there is no room for standing.
Renly politely exchanged glances with Sandra and Antonio, and then saw Emma Stone in a noble red dress.
This new-generation actress, who rose to fame this year with two works of "Crazy Stupid Love" and "Help", unexpectedly raised her skirt, like a small fan, trotting all the way to Renly, He opened his mouth wide, did not hide his excitement, and screamed directly, "Jesus Christ, Mr. Hall, may I take a picture with you? I really, really, really like your performance in 'Crazy Love', When I was working with Ryan, I mentioned it countless times, and he now automatically detours when he sees me."
There was a flash of surprise in Renly's eyes, and then he laughed dumbly, "Of course there is no problem. Are you going to take a photo here? Or go to the venue and let Ryan take a photo of the two of us? I don't think Ryan will refuse. of."
"Is it really possible?" Emma covered her mouth in disbelief. "Thank you, I mean, good luck! I wish you good luck tonight!" Swing, ran back, stood in front of the reporter again, then put on a dignified and elegant posture, and started taking pictures seriously.
Renly couldn't help but smile, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, he turned around, and left a shout and a hug, left the red carpet, and walked towards the Kodak Theater.
Walk along the red carpet all the way into the lobby on the first floor of the Kodak Theater. The towering pillars on both sides are inlaid with the posters and names of the best films of the previous Oscars. At this time, the hall was also very lively, with the wandering ceremony staff, the behind-the-scenes staff who stopped, occasional companions, and the TV live broadcast team conducting internal exploration...
When Renly came on stage, almost everyone cast their gazes politely, with a gentle smile in their eyes, and some even clenched their fists and shouted, "Good luck!"
The genial kindness spreads all over the red carpet, all the way to the main ballroom on the second floor, everywhere, as if this is not the Oscars ceremony, but the presidential election or something - obviously, Renly's votes are now in the The leading state, quite a kind of lovable posture, this is really... too wonderful and too strange.
In the warm atmosphere, a cold and sharp line of sight was revealed, like an awl drilled out of a sackcloth bag, so sharp that it was impossible to ignore. Looking along the line of sight, Renly saw the Weinstein brothers in the crowd, and that line of sight was from Harvey.
Harvey raised the champagne glass in his hand with a smile on his face, showing his respect. His friendly and lively expression seemed to be no different from others, but the provocation hidden in his sight was not concealed in the slightest.
Then, Harvey turned around, smiled and gestured at the others beside him, and then with his chubby beer belly, Shi Shiran took square steps, and walked towards Renly's location under the attention of all the people. come over.
Such a sudden move seemed beyond Bob's expectations.
Although he tried his best to hide it, the flickering in his eyes still revealed his inner panic, "Harvey!" Bob shouted, but he couldn't keep Harvey's footsteps, and then Bob gave up and turned his head again, yes Chatting and laughing with the others around him, he took Harvey's sudden move in one stroke.
"Look, look, look, isn't this our great Renly Hall? Victims of witch trials, victims of the Uncrowned King." Harvey's mouth had a slight smile, looking like an elder meeting When it comes to the younger generation he loves, "I hope you are not hurt, otherwise, countless girls will be heartbroken."
Cynical cynicism, full fire. Is this...a ripped face?
There was a playful smile in Renly's eyes, calmly facing Harvey's attack. He didn't answer immediately, and he didn't panic. He just stared at Harvey calmly and calmly. Those dark brown eyes were flowing with waves, quiet and deep, as if they could penetrate the layers of fog and see through the real thoughts of Harvey's heart. generally.
Silence spreads quietly. Harvey's attack just stuck in the air without going up or down, neither continuing nor quitting, it was really too uncomfortable, Harvey's brows furrowed tightly, and his smile was almost impossible to maintain.
"Dear Mr. Weinstein, do you know how the witch trials ended?" Renly spoke up just as Harvey was about to get angry, using honorifics that stung dignity and pride.
"From the middle of the seventeenth century to the beginning of the eighteenth century, after the Renaissance and the Enlightenment, materialism gradually became popular, so the rumor of witches was self-defeating. The efforts of scientists and philosophers allowed Europe to survive. The darkest period in history. So why are there still witch trials in the 21st century?”
Looking at Renly in front of him, Harvey really knew what it meant to be perfect etiquette, what it meant to be condescending, and what it meant to be inferior. That elegant and calm smile always carried an indescribable pride and dignity, not words or gestures, but a light that burst from the inside out.
This made Harvey a little irritated, "Who knows? Who cares?"
A chuckle formed on Renly's mouth. "It used to be stupid, now it's greed. Or, both."
A breath stuck in Harvey's throat. Renly's words were completely incomprehensible to him. It was like a book from heaven. The hidden meaning was even more twisted and annoying. Not what Harvey is good at. But the irony and ridicule in Renly's words was clear to Harvey.
"I'm not sure what happened to those witch trials. But I know that in Hollywood, too self-righteous, too smart, and the end is not very good." Harvey regained his composure, slightly narrowed eyes. There was a trace of disdain, as if he was getting a lot of dead meat, "There are too many stars in Hollywood, this is not about one person."
Renly raised his eyebrows, showing a look of sudden realization, and then a look of confusion, "So, you know about this."
It's not Renly, but Harvey who really thinks he's the center of the earth; it's not Renly, but Harvey who really thinks he's in control of Hollywood.
With a sharp counterattack, Harvey smiled instead of angry, showing a big smile, patted Renly on the shoulder heavily, and hugged Renly's shoulder affectionately and exaggeratedly, laughing at the two people who had just passed by. "He's such a humorous guy, isn't he? Really humorous."
All the eyes around him converged, closely watching every move of Harvey and Renly.
One is the absolute boss who supports half of Hollywood, with prestige and power in the awards season, even Tom Hanks and Steven Spielberg are resigned; the other is a strong new star shining in North America, perhaps with "Rookie" is no longer suitable, but Renly is indeed the absolute leader among the new generation of Generation Y, and it seems that it is only a matter of time before Natalie Portman surpasses Natalie Portman.
Now, these two absolutely focal characters collide, sparks are shining, even more exciting than the unexpected encounter between Renly and Brad and Angelina, which can be called Mars hitting the earth.
"Welcome to Oscar, rookie, and welcome to a whole new world." Harvey hugged Renly tightly, as if to express affection, but his words contained gnashing of teeth.
In terms of temper control, it is clear that Harvey is not a top expert; or, in Hollywood now, there are only a handful of people who need him to suppress his temper.
Anyone dare to challenge Harvey Weinstein? This is a difficult problem.
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