Jiang Xihua's impromptu attack was timed very cleverly. If Ning Yuan had really fallen towards Gu Guanxue, then her move would undoubtedly disrupt his position, but it's a pity...
Master Ning: I am not the kind of person who is easily bribed by you!
After saying this, Jiang Manyue did not wait persistently for Ning Yuan to express his position. Since her goal had been achieved, she did not stop for a long time, said hello and walked to the auditorium seats outside.
A series of procedures of the competition are carried out in an orderly manner. There is no objection to the best work. The task of the judges is to vote to determine the second and third place.
Not long after, the host came out with a smile on his face, holding the card in his hand, and his voice was cadenced, which was the standard evening host tone. Jiang Manyue sat quietly on the right edge of the top row, looking at the stage casually,
Didn't seem to care what the host was saying.
The rhythm of this kind of event is usually like this, with a huge drag at the beginning and a hesitant ending at the end, as if every large-scale event must be completed for a full duration. Just as the audience of college students below have begun to whisper and take out their mobile phones to chat.
At that time, the process finally transitioned to the moment of award presentation.
"The work that won the bronze medal in this competition is..."The Taste of the Old City" shot by the team of Li Tianyu of Mingke University! They did not forget their original aspirations, returned to innocence, and cleverly used snacks as an entry point..."
Warm applause led by the atmosphere team rang out in the venue. A little boy with dreadlocks walked out of the small door on the side of the stage. He came up and bowed to the audience and the judges, and then from the silver-haired old man, that is,
The judge known as Mr. Gong took his bronze medal with both hands.
"The work that won the silver medal in this competition is..."When We Were Young" shot by Xu Yi's team from the National Art University! Once upon a time, we were all still young, and our parents were also young. At that innocent time..."
The venue once again burst into thunderous applause led by the atmosphere team. Xu Yi walked to the stage and bowed slowly, then took the silver trophy from Mr. Gong's hand.
She stood next to the little boy with dreadlocks, her face still a little unconvinced, and her eyes kept glancing at the small side door she had just come out of, as if she wanted to see who the first person who defeated her was.
In comparison, the boy with the dreadlocks seems to be relatively calm - isn't this just like meeting Xiaodai while playing a game, it's normal. Besides, the strength of the number one guy is probably not Xiaodai, so he's called Tongtiandai.
Who hasn't met a power coach? I don't know what's going on with this guy who came first and came to the college student micro-film festival to fry the fish pond?
Is this something humans do?
Instead of going to a foreign country to make a name for yourself at the Oscars, why not stay here and become a small director?
No one thinks that Ning Yuan is a director at their level, including the judges. They have all thought about how to tactfully establish a relationship with the big boss behind this talented boy...
Grouping together? It’s a matter of artists. Can it be called grouping?
After being called out for a long time, Master Ning walked out from the small side door with a slight shyness under the host's emotional tone.
It was a pity that there was no red carpet for him to walk on. After all, there was no sense of ceremony. Ning Yuan felt regretful in his heart. He walked up to the silver-haired old man and bowed as usual.
"Your name is Ning Yuan, right?" Mr. Gong suddenly asked with great interest: "You were the one who shot the short version of the short version of the Internet short article on station b, right?"
Master Ning's face suddenly fell, and he felt like shit.
You can even recognize this... My acting skills in "The Tuner" were obviously normal. Is it really so difficult for an actor who has been a charlatan to transform?
Silver medal winner Xu Yi next to me:???
Little Dreadlocks Bronze Award Winner:???
This guy actually directed and acted himself. It doesn’t matter that he is a high-level director, but his acting skills are also online!?
"Yes... I just filmed it for fun..." Master Ning said to himself that I had previously filmed a Dragon King story, so you wouldn't be so stingy in taking back my trophy in the competition, right?
It's okay to take it back. The key to the acceptance speech is that you can't give it to me. I'm on a mission now.
"Young man, don't be nervous." The middle-aged director and judge next to him saw Ning Yuan's emotions and explained: "Mr. Gong is an expert in cultural media. He thinks very highly of the video you uploaded and thinks it will help.
Study the evolving trends in popular culture.”
"Is this okay??" Master Ning was dumbfounded. This was the first time he heard that the Legend of the Dragon King had such level of research significance.
Also, I didn’t expect you, a person with thick eyebrows and big eyes, to visit the two-dimensional station?!
"Why can't this work? Culture is culture, both elegant and vulgar. No one can guarantee that today's Xiaobaiwen will not become a cultural symbol thousands of years later."
"Culture is dynamic. Culture without vitality will be eliminated by history. Recording the colorful culture in this world is also an important task for us today."
"Mr. Gong, you are right." Judge Mustache said with emotion: "Thinking about the original Yuan operas, many of them were not elegant in the eyes of people at that time..."
Mr. Gong gave him a strange look: "You are overthinking. There are many Yuan operas with artistic value, such as "Tian Jing Sha" and "Sheep on the Hillside", but they are written in small white."
"I'm not targeting any particular one, I'm referring to the current white-knuckle writings... all of which are bad in terms of artistic value."
Mustache judge: "..."
Broken, uneducated... Something happened to the lick!
Mr. Gong, don’t leave...let me lick you again! Just once!
Master Ning pretended not to feel the awkward aura of the mustache judge and nodded solemnly to show his respect for the boss. Mr. Gong smiled upon seeing this, patted Ning Yuan on the shoulder and handed the golden trophy out.
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""The Tuner" was very well done. I hope you will continue your efforts and strive to create greater glory in the film field."
He gently closed the distance, lowered his voice and said to Ning Yuan: "Someone asked me to say hello to you on her behalf."
After saying this, Mr. Gong stood up slightly, and the expression on his face seemed to have remained unchanged from the beginning to the end. Master Ning was stunned for a moment, and looked at the old man with bright eyes in surprise.
What the hell? Who says hello to me?
No one could answer. As Mr. Gong's gentle applause sounded, the venue also spontaneously burst into congratulatory applause. The second place Xu Yi and the third place boy with dreadlocks had different expressions. There were more boys.
It was the joy after being convinced, but Xu Yi was still a little worried.
This guy is definitely a power leveler here to fry the fish pond! I’m sure of it!
Why!? Didn’t you see the way the big guy was talking to him just now? And he even patted him on the shoulder! I could see this little action clearly!
Mr. Gong must know him!
“Next, let’s ask the gold medal winner of our competition to share with us his experience in the creation process of the work “The Tuner” and his feelings about winning this award!”
“Everyone is welcome!”
Master Ning took the microphone and his spirits suddenly lifted.