American Fortune Life

After a few days of cold, windy weather, Los Angeles's sunny skies on January 11, 2009 are temperate. The red carpet at Beverly Hilton welcomes a two-year Hollywood movie star.

Last year's Golden Globe Awards ceremony was cancelled due to a Hollywood screenwriter strike. The organizers decided to make this year's award ceremony the largest ever.

The Golden Globe Prize organizers finally decided to host a celebratory dinner, even though this luxury breeze seemed out of place in the grief of the worsening American economy.

Of course, this luxury decision has something to do with last year's golden ball award tragedy. Last year's awards ceremony was forced to take the form of a press conference because stars refused to attend because they wanted to stand up for the screenwriter's strike, and the NBC lost the ratings and millions of dollars.

And this year's organizers are really big hopes of reversing last year's embarrassment, not only by building a sophisticated stage scene, redesigning trophies and arranging more luxurious wines and food than ever before.

The Golden Globe Awards ceremony allowed the whole of Hollywood to set aside the depressed economy and the actor strike crisis and immerse itself in this grand and delightful atmosphere.

The Golden Globe Awards, in addition to giving people an early understanding of the Oscar Awards, are more important to give these stars who are driving the American film and television industry a chance to get together.

Middle Ages stars are the brightest group on the red carpet, Kate Winslet, Angelina Julie, Jennifer Flopez, Kate Beckinsale, Demimore... Almost every winner, and the beautiful dress of the stars in the winter is undoubtedly a symbol of Hollywood's self-confidence in a financial crisis.

The more the Golden Globe wants to relate to Oscara, the more neglected its position becomes, and the more prominent the Golden Globe's co-ordinate identity becomes as it strives to play the role of wind marker.

Therefore, this inescapable embarrassment has always surrounded the Golden Globe Awards.

Of course, the purpose above golden ball entertainment has always been well maintained, with grand parties and cloud stars being the ultimate selling point.

After the seating breaks fruit, there are many scenes of great joy, liveliness and anger, as for credibility, heh, everyone waits!

Anyway, neither the participants nor the hosts seem to take the results too seriously.

As for the judges of the Golden Globe Awards, the Hollywood Association of Foreign Journalists...

There were only about 95 of them, mostly part-time, and the bureaucracy and hierarchy within the association were very serious, even with a group of seventy or eighty year-olds who had not retired for a long time, with vegetarian corpses occupying places.

For many big Hollywood characters, more than ninety judges are much easier to control than 5,000 judges at the American Academy of Film Sciences, so almost every Golden Globe Awards judge gets the benefit of coming from a studio, a premium wine reception, or a more covert material bribe.

So when the best actress of the Golden Globe Awards was presented to Kate Lewinster, she was thrilled to cry herself out standing on the podium and reading a long, award-winning message, mentioning the other nominees for the award, her broker, her family and even her hairdresser on the set.

“ Okay, I'm gonna go faster... This thanks goes out to an amazing man! What a special man he is in my world! I'm so happy I'm standing on stage right now telling you how much I love you! How much I've loved you for 13 years! ”

Kate ignored the cheers and hoarseness of the scene and went on to say, “Carl! Thank you! I swear on my heart, I love every minute of your work! Thank you all. Oh, my God! Thank you so much! Thank you so much! oh! ”

On the Pacific Ocean, the neat, beautiful, lightweight Quick Silver is flying in the light mist facing the sun, fast, beautiful, leaving a luminous water mark behind.

Andy in a black silk nightgown, tears squeezed out at the corner of his eyes, lazy nest on the sofa, watching the Golden Globe Awards ceremony on TV, Kate Winsletter looked so excited, her mouth curled, her face with an irresistible smile, for this Kate, Andy has never been able to activate her enjoyment, although her appearance and all that is good, but she really dared not compliment her figure, a little tired...

As he deepened his knowledge of the entertainment industry, especially the deeper exploration and digging of some female stars, he gained a more thorough understanding of the commonality of the existence of this "organization" of stars.

Hard to say, almost all the stars around the world share a common xing of faults, vanity, greed, shallow, corrective, and scarce notions of virginity, and they are eager to gather at parties like the Golden Globe Awards, nothing more than to provide them with the satisfaction of more than flaws.

As for their strengths, such as dreams, artistic values, political beliefs, humanism, etc., they are quite uneven, and some “hearts”, which seem rather than "hearts”, are just too much to do.

Da-da-da-da.

Han Jia woman in a white bathrobe walked over with two cups of coffee in her mouth with a smile. Andy looked at her scattered hair and some wetness. It was like a big, clear and bright eye, a beautiful little nose, and the white and tender skin of HUA all made Andy amaze. Such a beautiful person YOU can always put wan, it's really not injustice in this life.

Seeing Andy's burning eyes, Han Jia's cheeks were slightly red, and she glanced at him in a glorious way. In the meantime, she had lost her initial shyness and shame. After all, in the face of Andy, her bottom line had long been destroyed.

Andy's fondness and obsession with her makes her very happy and popular. Woman, who doesn't like to be obsessed with men, especially men like Andy.

Put the coffee cup on the table and sit next to Andy naturally, like a bird snuggling in Andy's arms, glance at the TV scene, look up, wink at those big, clear eyes and ask, "Is there an award you care about? ”

Looking at the beautiful face and warm and charming eyes, close by, Andy lowered his head and wen held her red chun, smashing her mouth a few times before gently rubbing her arms and saying softly.

“Not only do some awards belong, but more importantly, the viewership of this year's Golden Globe Awards, after all, now NBC TV is under my flag. Last year's writers' union strike had too much impact on the Golden Globe Awards, and I'm afraid this year's rating will not be ideal. ”

Han Jiajian, with her pink cheeks, blinked a few times and looked at Andy in a dainty way, "In the United States, I heard the agent say that the actress union was also on strike. ”

“Oh, yeah, but it shouldn't be a big deal, the actor will be in trouble at such a critical time of financial storm at this stage, it's really unwise, the producers who tighten their pants belts in the economic environment have gone back to the bottom of the concessionary line.

In addition, many other federations of artists have begun watching the fires off the coast in preparation for the harvest. Inside the unreliable Artists' Union, there are also left, middle and right factions, so it's hard to form a big strike.

FNC sent you the script of "The Brilliant Legacy." Did you see it? I picked it out for you. I picked it out for you. ”Andy grinned and pointed at the mole on Han Jia's nose and asked softly.

“Look, I love this story, thank you...” Han Jia revealed a sweet smile on her face and put it on Andy's bear's mouth.

“You can't thank me with your bare mouth... And what are you, yours? Didn't I tell you to call Obama?” Andy's mouth rose, the zhua of Lochsan ravaged, and he laughed.

When he heard the word 'Oba' coming out of Andy's mouth, Han Jia's beautiful face suddenly burned like a fire. He smacked Andy slightly, took a sip and shouted delicately: “I'm not screaming, I'm old... ”

“Oh, so what did you call it when you hit it? Still yelling?” Andy's eyebrow-picking stuck in her ear laughing badly.

“Disgusting ~”

Han Jiayuan bit Red Chun, trembled, his face burned, tightly hugged Andy, buried his face in his arms, embarrassed.

Listening to a delicate long voice, Andy just wanted to play the clapping game with her and heard the walkie-talkie on the table ring and had to reach over and press it.

“Boss, get to HK in two hours. ”

“Okay, I get it.” Turn off the walkie-talkie and look at a pair of Han Jia men captured by Juncai in her arms. Andy smiled and whispered a few words in her ear. Han Jia's big, talkative eyes opened up violently. Her beautiful face turned red and her expression shook her head with shame and annoyance, and she began struggling to get rid of Andy's claws.

“No, Andy, don't be ridiculous. If someone sees me, I can't live... ”

“Don't be silly, who can see in the ocean, hey, better behave yourself, let's go, there's sea breeze... Ha ha... ”