Chapter 981: Oscar is coming

Zhang Baiman's brain seemed to stop turning at this time, and a heart sank as if tied to a stone. His face was pale and bloodless, standing there stupidly like a wooden stake, he couldn't say a word. .
Wang Nianling and Wu Mengshuang both looked at her with disdain.
The two didn't fall into trouble, but the relationship was already bad, and they were very uncomfortable with Zhang Baiman's long-time practice.
I don’t want to rely on my own strength. I only know to do some messy things. What’s even more annoying is that I usually deliberately put on a high-level appearance, as if he is much stronger than the two of them. Such an artist is no one. I will like it and I will never make friends with her.
Some agents shook their heads and secretly said, "Zhang Baiman is over. It is useless to offend Xiao Yunhai, even if she is hard at the backstage. In China, no one is stronger than Xiao Yunhai."
Mo Yina showed no mercy to Zhang Baiman, and said: "Now you take your people and leave the manor house immediately."
Pang Qiuyan, Liang Hui's agent, said: "There is one more thing to inform you. There is nothing for you at the Oscars tonight. Mr. Liang Hui will never walk the red carpet with you. That would be an insult to him."
Hearing what the two said, Zhang Baiman woke up like a dream, with a trace of despair on his face, and said: "I want to see Mr. Xiao, I want to see him."
Mo Yina said coldly: "You've seen it this morning. He should have given you a chance, but unfortunately you didn't grasp it, otherwise you won't be here. You are a woman. Mr. Xiao let me deal with it so as not to affect his reputation. Miss Zhang, I will say it again, now please pack your things and leave immediately. Otherwise, I will call the villa security."
Zhang Baiman was struck by lightning. After a while, this talent shouted crazy: "I won't go, I want to see Mr. Xiao. He shouldn't be doing this to me, I just want to be famous. What's wrong with this? "
Wang Nianling couldn't help saying: "Everyone wants to be famous, but your way is wrong."
Zhang Baiman was furious, pointed at Wang Nianling, and said angrily: "You shut up, what qualifications do you have to teach me? Put on a pure look all day, in fact, I don't know how many people have done it. "
Wang Nianling was almost blown with anger, and said: "Do you think we are all like you? There are many unclean places in the entertainment industry, but most of them are good. You just want to take shortcuts, get something for nothing, have today You deserve it in the end."
Wu Meng echoed: "That's right. It doesn't matter if you are not clean, and you pour dirty water on others. You are not worthy of sympathy at all."
Zhang Baiman burst into laughter, as if all the tears were about to be laughed out, and said, "The tiger fell and Pingyang was bullied by the dog. When a person loses power, any dog ​​or cat dare to bite me, the entertainment industry is indeed a bleak world. "
Zhang Baiman’s agent Wang Li stood up, bowed respectfully to Mo Yina, and said,
Miss Mo, this time it’s Baiman’s fault. We sincerely apologize to you. And leave now. I won’t participate in the Oscar awards ceremony anymore. Please ask Mr. Xiao anyway to not ruin Zhang Baiman’s career in acting. She is still young and the future is very long, please."
After speaking, Wang Li's knees softened and she knelt down directly to Mo Yina.
Mo Yina sighed and asked Wang Nianling to help her up, and said: "Wang Li, you are a good agent, but it's a pity that you followed the wrong person. For Zhang Baiman, with Mr. Xiao's mind, he didn't care at all. However, his family, especially his wife, Ms. Zhao Wanqing, is very annoyed. Now I am afraid that all the banning orders have been issued. Do it yourself."
Wang Li opened her mouth wide with a face of horror, and said, "Miss Mo, you can't do this. God will forgive young people who make mistakes. Please save us."
Mo Yina shook her head and said, "It's useless. Don't say I don't have that ability. Even if I have it, I won't do it. You can go."
Seeing Wang Li still asking her, Zhang Baiman sternly reprimanded: "Do you ask her to be useful? It's just a dogged agent, not useful at all. Hmph, let's just take a look."
Zhang Baiman held his head high, tried to maintain his proud look, stepped on high heels, and left the restaurant.
Wang Li sighed, bowed to everyone, and quickly followed.
Half an hour later, Wang Li and Zhang Baiman dragged their luggage and walked out of the manor villa.
When he reached the door, Zhang Baiman turned his head and looked inside. He snorted and said grimly: "Look, I will definitely report the humiliation today."
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Zhang Baiman's matter was settled, Xiao Yunhai called Kerry and asked him to find a suitable female artist to accompany Liang Hui on the red carpet, asking to be conservative.
With such a good thing, Kerry naturally agreed and found a beautiful female artist who had just entered the second line of Hollywood.
In the afternoon, the Oscar red carpet show officially began at six o'clock.
Reporters from all over the world flocked to the media. In order to occupy favorable terrain, some reporters even arrived this morning.
China’s media outlets are much more than last year. Mainly because this time there were three shortlisted works of "Little Cui", "Infernal Affairs" and "Infernal Affairs". Seven or eight Chinese filmmakers were nominated. Naturally, the attraction is far from when Xiao Yunhai was shortlisted.
There are thousands of fans outside the fence, some holding posters, some shaking the light stick in their hands, and constantly chanting their idol’s name in their mouths. The air seems to be lit by their excitement. .
Since the first pair of artists appeared on the stage, the screams have not stopped, wave after wave, as if never ending.
In a Rolls-Royce in the distance, Dong Piaopiao heard the sound resounding in the sky outside, and couldn't help but stunned: "The fans here seem to be crazier than China."
Today, Dong Piaopiao wore a brightly colored printed cheongsam, showing his rugged figure, a light makeup on his delicate face, and a light-colored small bag in his hand, which looked noble and generous.
Xiao Yunhai smiled and said, "Of course. Europeans and Americans are born with a louder voice than Asians, and they are full of personalities. They dare to love and hate. They treat their favorite idols with enthusiasm and boldness. Fluttering, your clothes today are very good. Can attract everyone’s attention."
Dong Piaopiao's face flushed, he looked at his clothes, and said, "Sister Yingxue asked a stylist to design it for me, and it cost a full 200,000 US dollars."
Xiao Yunhai said, "These two hundred thousand dollars are very worthwhile. Wearing this cheongsam on you, especially shows your unique temperament. However, I think you seem a little nervous. You have been in the circle for three years. I have participated in a lot of red carpet shows, why haven’t I practiced yet?"
Dong Piaopiao smiled and said, "This is an Oscar. Two billion people in the world watch it. It's not the same as before."
Xiao Yunhai said: "Don't face any unexpected situations, just be yourself."
Dong Piaopiao nodded.
After a while, the driver told the two that it was their turn.
Less than three minutes after the car started, it stopped steadily at the intersection.
The waiter opened the car door, Xiao Yunhai stepped out of it with a smile on his face, and waved to the fans in the distance.
"It's my idol Kung Fu Xiao."
"Kung Fu Xiao, I love you."
"Xiao, you are the best."
The screams and roars of the movie fans frantically attacked Xiao Yunhai. The voices were much louder than some top Hollywood kings, and some even shed tears with excitement.
While taking pictures, a reporter from China said in surprise: "Mr. Xiao has 300 million fans in China, and his popularity is not a second thought. Unexpectedly, Mr. Xiao is so powerful in foreign countries."
"Of course." An older reporter next to him said: "Mr. Xiao's album has sold 130 million copies. It has taken the world by storm. There must be a lot of fans in it. It's like seeing a god. Xiao Yunhai will naturally be crazy."
"One hundred and thirty million albums are simply too scary. This is equivalent to 130 million fans."
"China has artists like Yunhuang, I don't know how many countries in Asia envy."
Xiao Yunhai stretched out his hand and invited out the immortal Dong Piaopiao, which caused a sensation again.
Although Dong Piaopiao is basically not well-known abroad, the feminine beauty of Asian women on her made everyone exclaim, especially those male movie fans who shouted loudest and their eyes were green.
Xiao Yunhai and Dong Piaopiao did not deliberately stay on the red carpet for long. They waved their hands with the fans and made a few poses. In less than two minutes, they walked the 100-meter red carpet.
After signing the name on the screen, Xiao Yunhai was retained by off-site reporters, and Dong Piaopiao walked into the theater.
"Mr. Xiao~EbookFREE.me~ Your "Infernal Affairs" and "Infernal Affairs" have been nominated for more than ten awards. How many awards do you think you can get?"
Xiao Yunhai smiled and said, "As long as it's not for me to bring a duck egg home, I'll be very happy. How many awards do you think I can get?"
The host rolled his eyes and said, "If I were a judge, I would give you all the awards, because I like these two films very much."
Xiao Yunhai pointed at him and said with a haha ​​smile: "You are indeed an excellent host. You are very capable of telling lies with your eyes open."
The host smiled and said: "I can take it as a compliment to me, I hope you and your crew can get what you want."
Xiao Yunhai smiled and nodded, and said, "Thank you."
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