The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 713

Chapter 713: 586 Opening Ceremony Awards, Show Your Power [2nd Update]

David continued to read further down.

He saw that "Reborn" was also written next to Best Screenplay Award and Best Director Award, and thought to himself that this movie was indeed very impressive.

He didn’t have much of an impression of Chuguang Media, the entertainment company.

Nominated films wouldn’t be sent his way; he would only see the ones that won awards.

David changed the name for Best Director Award to Diana Pazzi’s as well, and then put down his pen.

He hadn’t touched the Best Screenplay Award though.

The most prestigious awards at the IFF are the Best Picture, Best Director, and Best Actor and Actress Awards.

"Reborn," as the second film from Hua Country to be nominated at the IFF, was already quite an accomplishment by winning an award this time.

Era Media is the world’s second-largest film company, and its overall strength was originally above Chuguang Media.

Non-professionals wouldn’t be able to discern the biggest difference between the two movies.

And Diana’s "Lost Memories" had its merits as well; no one would question it.

"That’s it, this is the final award," David handed the revised document back to the panel, "Get in touch with the presenter for this session."

The judge took the document, looked puzzled, and couldn’t help but ask, "Mr. David, why did you remove all the awards for ’Reborn’?"

Isn’t this a bit too much?

The most important three awards originally for "Reborn" were now all given to "Lost Memories."

"Just like this," David said indifferently, "I’ve had a discussion with Miss Diana, and I think her film also deserves an Academy Award."

The judge opened his mouth: "But didn’t you just say ’Reborn’ was very impressive?"

"Yes, it is impressive," David said noncommittally, "but look who directed ’Lost Memories’? Diana Pazzi."

"Who among us has the guts to offend people from the Pazzi family? Are we seeking death?"

The judges looked at each other and found themselves speechless.

"Besides, the difference between the two movies is not so apparent to outsiders, and audiences can’t see the nuances of the film-making techniques," David said casually, tapping on the desk, "What awards show doesn’t have some kind of manipulation? Let’s settle it this way."

He smiled nonchalantly, "And if no one speaks up, who will know?"

Even openly public sports contests can be manipulated by referees.

Justice?

Then you must also bring certain power to the table.

After deciding on the awards, David got up to leave and called Diana.

He said with a beaming smile, "Yes, that’s right, Miss Diana, the Best Picture and Best Director awards this time are both yours."

**

There was significant interest in Hua Country for this IFF Academy Awards since it was after twenty-eight years that a Chinese language film had managed to break into the finals again.

Shang Yaozhi was also the first male actor from Hua Country to be nominated for the IFF Best Actor.

And at his age of not even 30, even in the entire history of IFF movies, he stood out as an exceptional talent.

Even if he didn’t win, Shang Yaozhi’s opportunities in international films would definitely not diminish.

Plus, Shang Yaozhi is a top celebrity in Hua Country; even before the opening ceremony began, the live broadcast was already filled with people.

Even those who were not fans of Shang Yaozhi were drawn because a Chinese film was nominated for the IFF again.

On-site, the agent was so nervous he could hardly sit still, almost scratching his head in anxiety.

"Why are you so nervous?" Shang Yaozhi looked at him with a bit of amusement, "Look how calm Miss Ying is. You’re over forty, try to be a little more composed."

Ying Zijin was leaning back in her soft chair, resting with her eyes closed, wholly unaffected by the outside clamor.

"No," the agent said gloomily, "it’s because even if you win an award, there won’t be any bonus for the company, nor will there be money for Miss Ying."

Shang Yaozhi: "..."

He had overestimated his own status.

The female secretary stood behind the girl, full of admiration: "Boss, the dress you’re wearing today is so beautiful. Where did you buy it?"

"Hmm?" Ying Zijin opened her eyes slightly upon hearing this, "My boyfriend gave it to me, it should be custom-made."

The female secretary: "..."

Shang Yaozhi: "..."

Why did all the single dogs at the table have to hear this?!

"Hurry, it’s starting." The agent suddenly stood up, "Yaozhi, go walk the red carpet with Director Lu and Producer Xu."

Shang Yaozhi nodded and smiled as he looked to his right, "Teacher Xie is here too."

Since Xie Manyu starred in a film by Universal Film Company, she wasn’t seated with them.

They started with the smallest awards, beginning with the Best Art Direction Award.

Claire wasn’t interested in these lesser awards; he adjusted his suit and approached the girl.

"What a pity, Miss Ying, it seems you’ll be leaving empty-handed this time," he began, "But perhaps you can still win a few minor awards, it wouldn’t be a wasted trip."

After speaking, Claire deliberately avoided the cameras, turned to the side, and lowered his voice, "Why don’t you just stay comfortably in Hua Country, instead of coming internationally to compete with us for resources?"

With Universal Film Company unrivaled, and supported by the Lorentz Family, they couldn’t and wouldn’t dare to catch up.

A small Chuguang Media couldn’t be oppressed?

That was underestimating the capacity of the Pazzi Family.

Claire smiled again, meaningfully, "Miss Ying, this is just the beginning."

He supported another entertainment company in Hua Country, waiting to go head-to-head with Chuguang Media.

Finally, Ying Zijin looked up, her gaze serene, "You’re right, this is just the beginning."

As Claire’s eyes met hers, he felt a jolt in his heart.

That unease came over him again.

But after racking his brain, he couldn’t figure out why Ying Zijin had such confidence. He shrugged and returned to his seat.

"Now, we present the award for Best Actor—" An esteemed actor glanced at the card in his hand and announced, "Congratulations to Matt Bilitch, the leading actor in ’Lost Memories’!"

The applause was thunderous.

A middle-aged foreigner walked up to receive the award.

Diana finally smiled, standing up and preparing to accept the Best Director and Best Film awards that were to follow.

Shang Yaozhi sighed, joking with a smile, "It seems it’s still not good enough."

Although his agent was also disappointed, she encouraged him, "Yaozhi, don’t lose heart, you’re still young, you’ll have many more opportunities in the future."

"Something isn’t right, something is very wrong indeed. I may be an outsider, but isn’t my brother’s acting clearly better? How could the leading actor in ’Lost Memories’ compare to my brother?"

"Don’t make me laugh, Shang Yaozhi may be a Grand Slam Best Actor in his own country, but does he have a name internationally? Stop spouting such idiotic talk, it’s an embarrassment to Hua Country."

The secretary’s face changed, "Boss, they really did bribe the judges!"

She looked toward Claire.

As expected, Claire was looking this way, with a face full of undisguised mockery and scorn.

Ying Zijin’s fingers touched her phone, her voice icy, "Wait."