"Welcome everyone to the 33rd Golden Rooster Film Awards."
Ding Hui looked at Deng Chao as the host on the stage. He didn't know why he was a guest host every year?
Looking around, there are at least a dozen cameras, especially those in the middle seats. They are all finalists, the favorites to win this year's award.
It would be false to say that I am not looking forward to it. After all, it is the first nomination for a heavyweight award. Among the three major Chinese awards, in terms of difficulty, the Golden Horse is the easiest, the Golden Statue is the most exclusive, and the Golden Rooster is the most troublesome.
The past ten years have been fine. I have slowly kept pace with the times and started to get younger. In the past, it was based on seniority. Do you want to win awards if you don’t wait for twenty or thirty years?
hehe!
To put it bluntly, the Golden Rooster is still the highest honor in mainland China. Nomination is recognition, and winning the award is the pinnacle of life. Any Golden Rooster actor has a glorious record.
Even for the much-criticized leader Huang, Ding Hui believes that Hua Xia Partners' acting skills are remarkable. You can say that he is weaker than other Golden Rooster actors, but his works are definitely not bad.
“Please give a speech by the chairman of this year’s judges!”
Although the applause was warm, it could not hide the formulaic routine. The old leader came on stage and began to speak at length.
"Serious expression!" Seeing Ding Hui's confusion, Ding Sheng reminded in a low voice: "There is a camera!"
"Come on stage quickly!"
When the dust settled, Ding Sheng was instantly discouraged and his face collapsed. Ding Hui smiled and clapped while reminding: "Pay attention to your expression!"
"The 33rd Golden Rooster Best Screenplay Award will be presented below. Please watch the big screen for the shortlist."
"I'm not the god of medicine!"
Ding Sheng was a little frustrated and had great expectations for Saving Mr. Wu, both at the box office and in terms of reputation. It was a masterpiece that he had been honing for five years.
In fact, according to the unspoken rules, as a newcomer, Wen Muye, like Rao Xiaozhi, should not be shortlisted, but the God of Medicine is so radiant that it is unreasonable not to be shortlisted by the judging panel.
It was obvious that Ding Sheng next to him was starting to get nervous. Although this was not the first time he had been shortlisted, he could tell that there was a lot of hope this time. Although his opponent was the god of medicine, the spotlight couldn't be given to one person, right?
"The winner is..."
"Congratulations Ding Hui!"
"Wen Muye!"
"Congratulations to Hoh Xil!"
Not to mention this year, even five years ago, I am not the god of medicine, but a rare existence. Ask yourself, how honored is Ding Hui to be able to participate in such a profound work just after his debut?
Now that the director has no chance at all, only Ding Hui is left who can fight. Ding Sheng began to pray to God and pray to Buddha, please don't come here in vain.
Of course, these are industry elites and well-known figures in the field. To be able to achieve a golden rooster status is an earth-shaking achievement, and their net worth has increased more than that of actors.
No matter who you are.
Ding Hui: "..."
Awards were presented one after another, and as expected, the biggest winner was the God of Medicine. An unknown person also won the best editing, but Mr. Rescue was the only one that was not accepted.
As clips from the five works appeared on the big screen, everyone held their breath as the finale came.
"Congratulations, I am not Wang Chuanjun in the God of Medicine."
There are many talented people, and there are countless good actors, but every year, only one out of a hundred excellent scripts are selected. It is a blessing to meet them, and it is a blessing to participate in them and be recognized by the audience. There is no way, this is fate.
"And Ding Hui, the actor who rescued my husband Hua Zi!"
"The 33rd Golden Rooster Best Director Award will be presented below. The shortlisted ones are..."
There are only two nominees for the Golden Rooster this time, Best Director and Best Supporting Actor. I know I won't be able to do anything about camera, music, and editing. It's strange that a handheld DV can win the award.
The box office was barely adequate, 600 million was far away from the original boast of breaking 1 billion, it was even worse than an unknown person, this is the explosive combination of Liu Tianwang and Liu Yewang?
The reputation is also so-so, and I am not a medicine god, let alone incomparable. Although I made a small profit from the investment, but...
"Congratulations to my sister Xiao Yang."
Ding Sheng secretly laughed. He had no choice. There was a camera three meters away from him. Why is it called acting?
"Wu Gang in winning the championship."
Director, your double standards are a bit excessive!
"Actually, it's a good thing." Before Ding Hui could say anything to comfort him, Ding Sheng said first, "Your chances are getting better and better."
"The expression is shit!" Ding Sheng leaned hard on the back of his chair and cursed in a low voice: "I'm not an actor."
Ding Hui could only smile. Who knows about this kind of thing? What if the bamboo basket is empty?
"The Best Photography Award will be awarded below, please see the shortlisted..."
This time The God of Medicine is still a big hit. Seeing the best screenwriter on stage to accept the award, Ding Hui responded with warm applause. The script is indeed deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the box office reputation is the best proof.
When the main event began, Ding Hui straightened his back and looked at the five works on the big screen. The God of Medicine was definitely a candidate, and Mr. Rescue was also a candidate, but it was a pity that the unknown man was not.
Do you know why there are so many superstitious people in the entertainment industry who worship great gods?
The roots are right here!
"The awards for the best feature films will begin now. The shortlisted ones are..."
Ding Hui curled his lips and could only cheer up. He was very tired even if he straightened his back, okay?
"The following awards the best soundtrack..."
Finally, we got to the point and officially started awarding awards. In fact, there were many awards, including Best Children, Best Science and Education, and Best Documentary, but they didn’t get much attention.
"Congratulations, I'm not the god of medicine!"
The audience was silent at first, and then burst into warm applause. Ding Hui didn't react for a moment, and it took Ding Sheng next to him to give him a bear hug before he came back to his senses.
This guy is so dissatisfied. How many actors have worked hard all their lives and never had the chance to sit here!
"Congratulations to the unknown Chen Jianbing."
Especially as young people, Golden Rooster must be serious and solemn. Being invited is a blessing, and being shortlisted is a huge recognition. If you have nothing to do, go back and have fun.
The BGM sounded in the audience, the award presenter slowly opened the envelope, and read out a name that attracted everyone's attention.
The audience only cares about who will be the Best Actor and Best Actress this year. They know most about the male and female supporting actors, and many don’t even care about the Best Director.
Not willing to give in!
This special code is called acting!
As for photography, screenwriting, art, soundtrack, editing...
I, Dashengzi, don’t want to lose face!
"The following award is for the Best Supporting Actor in this year's Golden Rooster. The heavyweight awards have begun. Please watch the big screen for nominations."
"Remember to be humble!"
"Hahahahaha!"
I don’t know why Ding Sheng was happier than himself for winning the award. Maybe it’s because Liu Tianwang and Liu Ye had already become famous, and no matter how good the results were, it was just the icing on the cake.
This boy is different. He is the first heavyweight award in his life. No matter how popular he becomes in the future, will we, Ding Sheng, be your first man?