Can't fly

From the announcement of the list, the most eye-catching part of this year's Golden Rose is the best actor competition. Xiao Minghui, the best actress of the previous Golden Rose, wore a smart suit, and jointly presented the award with the famous Taiwanese director Lan Zhihua.

Knowing that almost everyone has been looking forward to the title of actor for a whole night, Lan Zhihua deliberately whetted his appetite and started chatting with Xiao Minghui: "Hey Minghui, I want to ask, this year's competition is fierce, but the nominee Have you seen all the movies?"

"I've seen it all..." Xiao Minghui smiled.

"Then which one do you like best?"

Xiao Minghui was not fooled: "I like all of them—"

Lan Zhihua: "Then I want to ask who you want to win the prize the most, tell the truth."

"Why is Teacher Lan doing this!" Xiao Minghui pretended to complain cooperatively, and then said, "In fact, everyone knows that Zhao Dali is my good friend, and he performed really well this time, so I must still hope that he can get his wish. "

The camera was moderately shown to Zhao Dali, and the young man indifferently turned on the phone screen for everyone to see, and stopped on an interface that forwarded koi.But before everyone could laugh, a dialog box popped up on the top of the phone, and all the viewers saw the sentence someone sent him——

Shen Yao: It's useless to turn to a koi carp, you can ask for more blessings [Candle]

Zhao Dali: "..."

He hastily clasped the phone to his lap, pretending nothing happened.

But the scene was full of laughter, and the other nominated candidates on the small screen couldn't help laughing.Fang Fei restrained himself a bit, and only lowered his head to hide his expression, while Shen Jue next to him immediately started applauding.

Xiao Minghui had no choice but to roll her eyes exaggeratedly.

The tense atmosphere became relaxed because of this episode, and Xiao Minghui took the opportunity to pick up the small card of the award list in her hand.She slowed down, opened it, first made a "peek" movement, and then looked surprised--I don't know if it was acting or she was really shocked, and then handed it to Lan Zhihua.

"Teacher Lan, you can announce it." Xiao Minghui smiled meaningfully, "I think this is a historic moment."

Lan Zhihua didn't know, so he took it, cleared his throat, and the venue returned to silence in due course.

The description of the historic moment planted expectations for everyone.

...who could it be?

This question also appeared in the minds of the five candidates. Some pretended to be calm, while others could no longer hide it by covering their mouth and nose with one hand to avoid losing control of their expressions in the next moment.Shen Jue was at ease, Zhao Dali propped his face with one hand, his expression was a little playful.

Fang Fei sat with his back at a right angle.

He thought that he didn't care much about the result - he should be nominated and defeated together with Shen Jue - but the untimely compulsion made him a little nauseated, the root of his tongue was bitter, and he was far more nervous than he imagined.

Fang Fei wanted to grab Yang Yuanyi's hand, but he stretched it halfway, and when he saw the big screen, he quickly took it back.

This small action made him suddenly at a loss for a moment, as if he was suddenly pulled back by time to the spring when he was 21 years old.

At the Golden Olive awards ceremony, Fang Fei felt empty and sad when he heard his name. The person he wanted to hug was not there, as if the award was meaningless, and he almost ran away.

It turned out that the wound had never been healed.

The silence in his ear sharpened, humming, soreness and labor pain hit him at the same time.

"The winner of the Best Actor in the 40th Golden Rose is—"

Breathing paused for half a beat.

On the podium, Lan Zhihua frowned:

"Fang Fei."

The buzzing sound was put to the loudest, next to the ears, as if something was suddenly broken and shattered to the ground.

He turned away stiffly, wondering if this was a dream.

Looking at each other, Yang Yuanyi held his shoulder a little harder.

In the atmosphere of uproar and surprise, Shen Jue became the calmest one. He pushed Fang Fei who was stunned on the seat, and his mouth seemed to say "why do I get confused every time".When Fang Fei looked back in disbelief, Shen Jue simply pulled him up, and then gave Fang Fei a big hug very brotherly.

All the lights converged at this moment, Fang Fei blinked quickly, the sound like sea waves made him want to cry.

A hand passed over Shen Jue and stroked his hair, tender and loving.

Fang Fei raised his eyes in a daze.

With gray-blue pupils that were close at hand, he didn't miss out this time.

Yang Yuanyi's fingertips lingering in his hair slid down, and brushed Fang Fei's eyes fleetingly, taking away some imperceptible wet water marks, and his fingerprints were burned on the corners of his eyes, which was a little hot.

There was no hug, but their eyes intertwined, nothing less than a kiss.

"Go." Yang Yuanyi hooked his fingers.

It was a short walk to the podium, from being dazed to becoming firm, Fang Fei walked steadily with every step.

In my mind, many clips are revolving like a lantern, and it is like some montages that are shown repeatedly.He felt that this was too much like the bright ending of a movie, but he wondered if he had filmed too many tragedies, and Fang Fei suddenly became afraid of a too happy ending.

No regrets, which made him terrified.

After receiving the trophy from Lan Zhihua and hearing them say "Congratulations", there was continuous applause. They either sincerely or pretended to congratulate the darling of the film award.

Until this moment, Fang Fei didn't realize that he had already won the three highest-level film gold awards in China.

He's 10 days away from turning 28.

In the first two times, I was upset, couldn't think clearly, couldn't explain clearly, my acceptance speech was upside down, and my performance was completely unsatisfactory.When he came here, he was joked about the possibility of a grand slam. Fang Fei typed out the draft of his speech with a little delusion, but felt that it was impossible, so he tore it up after getting off the plane, just thinking it was a whim.

So standing here, he still couldn't say a word, unconsciously stroking the trophy.

Fang Fei lowered his eyes and saw his anxiety reflected in the golden rose heart, his fingers tightened again, and he realized for a moment that he seemed to have been silent for too long, so he quickly raised his head to meet all eyes.

The place was so bright that he couldn't actually see anything clearly.

But Fang Fei knew that that person was at the scene at this time, and thousands of eyes were mixed in to stare at him wantonly.

"Actually, the person I'm most grateful for today is Brother Jue. If it wasn't for his participation, I might have missed this script."

After Fang Fei finished his first sentence, everyone around burst into laughter.

In the audience, Shen Jue responded generously: "You're welcome!"

The serious scene dissipated, and we returned to the party scene.The panic just disappeared, and Fang Fei's speech became more and more fluent, improvising with ease.

"Movies are not my ideal, never have been. For me, it is like a cloud that I can't reach. Although I don't know anything, I keep looking up at it every day. Suddenly one day I find that I can't look up, so I start running with enthusiasm Towards it. Running and running, still feeling dissatisfied, I must fly—

"This award is proof that I'm starting to 'fly'."

"...I came to Beiwan for the first time four years ago, and it was led by Director Yang. At that time, he told the media that everyone would know Fang Fei, and we would come again with our works in the future. Paralyzed, say, I will strive to achieve the 'three gold' Grand Slam before the age of 30."

The venue became more and more quiet, and Fang Fei vibrated silently as if someone was pulling a string.

"Teacher Yang didn't break his promise, and I did it too."

He raised the trophy in his hand a little higher, smiling in full bloom.

Amidst thunderous applause, Fang Fei stepped off the podium and put this extraordinary trophy into Yang Yuanyi's arms.He knew that countless cameras were aimed at them now, but Fang Fei wanted to do just that.

Because of this movement, the cuffs of the formal dress shrunk up slightly, revealing a string of fragrant ash colored glaze, red, which made Fang Fei's thin wrist bones even whiter.He lowered his head, trying to cover up, but Yang Yuanyi suddenly stopped him.

The man leaned the golden rose trophy in his arms, lowered his eyelashes, and carefully pushed the string of glazed tassels away from above.

For a moment, Fang Fei felt the weight of his heartbeat from the cold golden rose.

The awards ceremony continued, and the Golden Rose Trophy was still on his lap. Yang Yuanyi turned his head and saw Fang Fei staring at Xie Chuan who was giving his acceptance speech on the stage without blinking.

A few minutes ago, he just became the winner of the best director award.

And the "best film" of this year's awards ceremony will be announced next, and everyone present seems to know that it will definitely be one of "Falling into the Water" and "Seagull".These two films competed for an entire awards season, from the Golden Harvest Awards to the Golden Roses, no one let the other go, but the themes and genres are completely different, so I have to judge whether they are high or low.

During the tense moment, rumors came out that the organizing committee of Golden Rose would award the first best film in history, the Double Yolk Egg, to these two films that were equally excellent and it was impossible to tell which one was better.

One stone caused a thousand waves, and outside the venue, the Internet has exploded.

Yang Yuanyi turned his face to the side, and saw Fang Fei lowered his head and frowning, moved towards him quietly, and then took Fang Fei's cell phone away and put it in his pocket when he was not prepared.

"Eh……"

"Don't look at those." Yang Yuan asked calmly, "Do you believe me?"

Fang Fei's heartbeat, which was tangled by his quiet gaze, gradually calmed down. He was rarely competitive, and suddenly felt ashamed for a moment at this moment, feeling that it was too formalistic.

"Of course I do, but I think..."

"You trust me and believe this movie is the best we've done yet."

Fang Fei nodded unconsciously.

Yang Yuanyi leaned back, slowly releasing any pressure that had accumulated for a long time.He lowered his head and brushed his fingers over Fang Fei's name engraved on the back of the golden rose trophy base, as if talking to himself.

"There is no 'acknowledgment' more precious to me than this."

At this time, the spotlight suddenly shone on Yang Yuanyi, and the white-haired well-known actor on the awards stage smiled at him.

"...The best film is "Falling Water"!"

Yang Yuanyi has not recovered yet.

Seeing that he already had a trophy in his arms, the old Xi Gu joked without losing the opportunity: "There is another one today! Hurry up and get it, the rose quartz base is very beautiful."

He just stood up, turned his head, and returned the one just now to Fang Fei.

His lover's eyes were teasing, as if to say:

"Isn't that good too?"

At the moment of much attention, this young director, who used to be labeled cutting-edge and literary, did not smile. He was concentrating intently, as if thinking, but his eyes were extremely sincere.

Before that, many people had guessed what Yang Yuanyi would say after winning the award, but they all agreed that he must sort out his own mental journey. "Falling into the Water" is too bumpy, and the process of its birth has been tortuous and bizarre like a movie. Few people can complete the project that has been cut in half.

When the dust has settled, "Best Picture" isn't just a tribute to the film itself.

But Yang Yuanyi didn't mention those difficult, entangled, and desperate moments.

He tapped the microphone.

"All the people who have accompanied me to the present have no regrets. We all know that "Falling Water" is not the end." Yang Yuan said succinctly, "Today is very special, I enjoy this night. But all today is from 'yesterday' Birth, many shooting plans, many dreams, the future is hard to say, the only thing I am sure of is that I will continue to make movies."

Amidst the thunderous applause, Yang Yuanyi held the trophy on the rose quartz base, and the light in his gray-blue pupils seemed to pick off the morning star from the sky.The corners of his mouth finally turned up slightly, and his voice suddenly softened.

"I just want to thank one person."

"Afei, thank you for being willing to be my hero."

The young people in the audience were twisting the brooch of the cactus, and were taken aback by his words.

Then he didn't know what to think, he raised his hands, with a serious expression, and gave Yang Yuanyi a heartfelt gesture.

There is no winter in the North Bay.

At 04:30 in the morning, Yang Yuanyi suddenly posted a photo on the social platform that had been suspended for half a year.

Shot with a camera, it feels like a film. The tall buildings in the distance are surrounded by mist, and the night is heavy with dew. The real city becomes a mirage, and the lights of various colors are dotted in the sky like particles.

The stone on the Xiangshan Observation Deck has not changed for many years. At this time, two golden rose trophies are placed side by side on it.One was smaller, engraved with diamonds on an obsidian base, the other was larger, rose-colored and translucent.

They are placed together, intimately bathed in the wind of dawn.

Yang Yuanyi wrote:

"We sat on a rock and looked at the sea."*

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The author says:

*We sit on the rocks and look at the sea, maybe we will love each other with the rocks on our heads, with the voice of the earth, the eyes of the rocks and the tongue of the water. ——Shuntaro Tanigawa "Tomb", included in "The Solitude of Two Billion Light Years"

Budget 25w, finished writing 31w, a bit beyond expectations (scratching head

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