Chapter 1079 1179. Give a chance

Chapter 1079 1179. Give a chance

Nie Wei had returned to Kyoto on August 18.

It was the time when the review results of the Star Festival came out. As a judge of the Star Festival, Nie Wei naturally had to go through the motions.

On that day, the fifty entertainment industry professionals who participated in the review gathered in the large conference room of Huayi Company to vote for the final selected movies and actors before the shortlist.

And this vote will also determine the final shortlist.

Nie Wei originally thought that he was just going through the motions this time. He had the title of judge, but he did not participate in the vote. After all, Nie Wei still had to film. How could he have time to watch hundreds of movies and TV series? Even if it was just a quick or rough look, Nie Wei could not squeeze out the time.

So only under the premise of special circumstances, Nie Wei needed to stand up and exercise his voting rights, but he did not expect that Nie Wei, who was holding the purpose of going through the motions this time, unexpectedly encountered a special situation.

There was a tie in the shortlisted movie quota.

Originally, Nie Wei didn't need to show up in a tie vote, because Nie Wei had considered the possibility of a tie vote at that time. Therefore, when there were tie votes or other works in the shortlist of a certain unit, the two tie votes would be taken out for another round of voting, and the one with more votes would be shortlisted, and the one with fewer votes would be eliminated.

But what Nie Wei didn't expect was that the result of the second round of voting was that the two documentaries still remained tied.

Even the fifty judges who participated in the voting were stunned. If they were not allowed to communicate with each other, they would want to ask the people around them which movie they voted for. If they were the same, it would be fine, but if they were different, they would have to quarrel.

"Nie Wei, what do you think?" Chen Daoming, the vice chairman of the jury, took the result and looked at Nie Wei with an embarrassed face.

This situation is obviously not suitable for another vote.

"Either you make the decision. As the actual leader of this jury, your vote should be more important. Otherwise, your vote counts as two votes. Tell me your result and I will select the final shortlisted works." Nie Wei whispered.

This was his mistake. He didn't expect that there would be two consecutive ties. But if the vice chairman Chen Daoming's vote was counted as two votes, then this problem would be solved.

However, Chen Daoming immediately waved his hand and refused.

"Nie Wei, if it was before the voting results came out, I would be willing to take this responsibility. But now the results of the second round of voting have come out. If the weight of my vote is increased at this time, then the other judges will definitely feel unfair. It's better for you to cast your vote to decide. I believe everyone will obey you."

Looking at Chen Daoming, who was showing his refusal, Nie Wei was speechless. This guy was old and cunning. He knew that this was a job that would offend people, so he simply pushed it to himself.

But Nie Wei was not afraid. It was just choosing a movie. What was the difficulty? So he didn't refuse again. He immediately called the staff and told them to prepare a screening room. He had to watch both documentaries before making a decision.

Because this group of judges often watch films at Huayi recently, the two documentaries were already prepared. Less than five minutes after Nie Wei gave the order, the screening room was ready.

Nie Wei also got the outlines of the two documentaries.

One of them is "Land" shot by Wang Mo, a famous documentary director in the circle, which records the lives of farmers in the north and south of China, and the other is "The Drifting Man", a documentary shot by an unknown documentary director, which records the life of Shanghai drifters.

Nie Wei watched Wang Mo's "Land" first.

As a famous documentary director in the circle, Wang Mo's strength is self-evident. The documentary showed his professional skills from the beginning. The steady lens, whether it is a long shot, a medium shot or a close shot, is handy. The aerial photography also shows the grandeur of the two lands, and the simplicity and diligence of the farmers recorded by the lens are also shown one by one.

Although it did not give Nie Wei much surprise, just based on the quality of this documentary, Nie Wei really has to give it an excellent. It is definitely of first-class level and is fully qualified to be shortlisted.

But this also made Nie Wei more curious, how could another documentary tie with such a documentary.

Nie Wei flipped through the detailed information of "The Drifting Man", which recorded that the director of the filming was Wang Zimu. What surprised Nie Wei was that this documentary director named Wang Zimu was only 26 years old this year. In the circle of directors, he was definitely the youngest among the young.

Interestingly, this "The Drifting Man" had no investors, and Wang Zimu did not join any company. It was a documentary film that he personally funded.

"Very courageous." Nie Wei said with a smile, and it was hard to tell whether his tone was mocking or praising.

The documentary started soon, and Nie Wei frowned slightly at the first shot, because he could clearly feel that the camera was a little shaky, and Nie Wei could see that this was not the kind of shot that could be created in pursuit of real shots, but because the person holding the camera himself had a shaky hand.

The first shot was very unprofessional, this was Nie Wei's evaluation.

But fifteen minutes later, Nie Wei finally understood why so many judges were willing to vote for this documentary. Although this documentary was very naive from the shooting techniques to the shot composition, it won in one point, that is, it was full of creativity.

Director Wang Zimu did not simply record the lives of Shanghai migrants. Instead, he chose a local family as one of the protagonists of the documentary through comparison, and then chose a Shanghai migrant as the other protagonist.

The local family is a family of six, living a happy life. The male protagonist has a wife who is not beautiful but very virtuous, a pair of children, and healthy parents who live happily.

In comparison, the other Shanghai migrant chosen by Wang Zimu lives a different life. He used several paragraphs in the documentary to make a comparison.

For example, in the first paragraph, the person holding the camera asked the local male protagonist and the Shanghai migrant what home is.

"Home is a house. Only with a house can you have a home." The local male protagonist of Mingzhu smiled and answered, and the other protagonist, the Shanghai migrant, gave a similar answer.

However, although the answers were the same, the tone of the two answers was very different.

The tone of the local answer was taken for granted, while the words of the Shanghai migrant were full of desire.

Then in this small paragraph, there are also a lot of data on Mingzhu City's real estate prices and Shanghai drifters' daily income. Through such a comparison, it is immediately shown how difficult it is for Shanghai drifters to own a house in Mingzhu City, and the audience can immediately understand why Shanghai drifters are eager to answer at the beginning.

The second paragraph is the same, still asking what is home.

The answer given is similar, where there are family members is home.

The content is exactly the same as the first paragraph, and it is still a strong contrast. The third and fourth paragraphs are the same.

The whole documentary is a total of one hour and three minutes, divided into four sections. Nie Yi watched it until the end. He must admit that Wang Zimu is very good at using the camera to mobilize people's emotions. Through such a strong contrast, if this documentary is promoted, it will inevitably resonate with many Shanghai drifters and even Beijing drifters and Guangzhou drifters.

But there are also shortcomings. It is precisely because the director pursues a strong contrast that the two protagonists' life choices are too extreme, which seems too deliberate.

But the flaws do not hide the merits. This is also an excellent documentary.

After watching the two works, Nie Wei was also hesitant. Wang Mo's "Land" was better because it was well-balanced. If it were a martial arts master, he would definitely be a descendant of Taoism or Buddhism, and his kung fu was practiced step by step, with a very solid foundation.

Wang Zimu's "The Drifting Man" was similar to the descendant of an evil way, using whatever kung fu was useful and liked to take an unconventional approach.

Putting the two works together, Wang Mo is undoubtedly better in terms of overall quality, but Nie Wei was reluctant to eliminate Wang Zimu's "The Drifting Man".

"Why should I embarrass myself so much? It's not the final award." Nie Wei suddenly smiled, and the tangled expression on his face disappeared.

He figured it out. Since both works are excellent, why not stay in the next round of competition together? Anyway, it's just a shortlist, and one more person is not a big deal.

Especially this Wang Zimu, Nie Wei really wants to give this young man a chance.

Nie Wei left the screening room and quickly returned to the conference room. None of the judges left, all waiting for Nie Wei's result.

"I declare that both works are selected at the same time." After entering the room, Nie Wei announced directly without any suspense.

This decision made the fifty judges in an uproar, but they discussed it, but no one questioned it. As Nie Wei guessed, this was just a shortlist, not the final winner, and it would not be of much significance to everyone. Now everyone is discussing that the result is beyond everyone's expectations.

"I have delayed you for two hours. I have arranged a restaurant for you as an apology." Nie Wei announced.

Upon hearing this, the discussion suddenly stopped, and all became polite. None of the fifty judges on the scene refused, and they all attended the dinner with Nie Wei, and they gradually dispersed until nine o'clock in the evening.

The results of everyone's voting were also made into a beautiful list by the staff of Huayi responsible for the official website of the Starry Festival, ready to be announced on time at eight o'clock in the morning on August 20.

Wang Zimu looked at the old man at the newsstand who stopped him in surprise, wondering why he did that.

"Use my phone. Your broken phone takes five minutes to open a webpage. Mine is faster." The old man took out the latest Huawei phone and handed it to Wang Zimu. Wang Zimu took it immediately. His phone model was indeed very old, and it was very slow to open a webpage.

The old man's Huawei phone was very fast. In a few seconds, it opened the homepage of the Star Festival. Sure enough, the first one on the top of the homepage was the list of nominees for the Star Festival. After seeing it, Wang Zimu couldn't wait to open the webpage.

However, while the webpage was loading, Wang Zimu was a little afraid to look at it.

"Look at your cowardly look, how about I help you look?" The old man at the newsstand looked at Wang Zimu with contempt.

"No, I'm not cowardly, I just got distracted for a moment." Wang Zimu blushed, and he would not admit that he had just retreated for a moment. At this time, the webpage had already been opened, and Wang Zimu slowly pulled it down.

After going through the shortlists for Best Director, Best Actor, Best Actress, etc., he finally found the words "Best Documentary" at the end of the shortlist.

What made him tremble was that the name of the first shortlisted documentary had nothing to do with his work.

Wang Zimu slowed down the speed of pulling down, almost by a millimeter, and hesitated for several seconds before he could vaguely see the name of the second shortlisted work. Unfortunately, it was not Wang Zimu's work.

Wang Zimu's heart was a little cold, and his hands were shaking a little. He pulled the third and fourth ones without thinking. Looking at the unfamiliar names, Wang Zimu was a little dazed, because none of them were his works "The Wanderer".

"Sure enough, I can't expect too much." Wang Zimu smiled bitterly. The four shortlisted works were not what he expected. The more he expected at the beginning, the more disappointed he was at this moment.

"Isn't your documentary missing?" The old man at the newsstand saw Wang Zimu's expression and vaguely guessed the result. Sure enough, after he asked, Wang Zimu nodded with a bitter smile.

"Hey, young man, don't be discouraged. You've just started. Didn't you tell me that it was your first work? It's okay if it fails. Keep working hard on the record. If you give up your life because of a failure, wouldn't it be a pity?"

"Old man, you're right. In fact, I shouldn't have thought too much." Wang Zimu recovered quickly. It can only be said that he himself didn't have much confidence that he could be shortlisted, but he was still very disappointed after all.

"Have you thought about what to do next? Why don't you listen to me, the old man..." The old man took the phone Wang Zimu returned, and while speaking, he subconsciously scrolled down the webpage, and then he was suddenly stunned.

"Xiao Wang, your name is Wang Zimu, right?" The old man at the newsstand suddenly asked.

"Yes." The lost Wang Zimu answered subconsciously, but he raised his head in surprise as soon as he finished speaking, because he only told the old man at the newsstand that his surname was Wang, but he never said his full name.

"Is it you, Wang Zimu, "The Wanderer", how did you lose the selection? This one is clearly on the list!" After hearing Wang Zimu's affirmative answer, the old man immediately handed the phone to Wang Zimu excitedly, pointing to the last line of the list and said.

Wang Zimu subconsciously looked over, and sure enough, there were indeed his own name and the name of the work on it.

It turned out that he subconsciously thought that the list of nominees for the best documentary was the same as the others, with four people, but he didn't expect that there were five works in the list of nominees for the best documentary this time.

"It's really me, it's really me..." Wang Zimu muttered, his voice getting louder and louder, and finally he shouted at the top of his lungs: "It's really me! I'm in! I'm going to be at the Star Awards Ceremony!! I'm going to walk the red carpet!!!"

"Hahahahaha, Xiao Wang, shout softly, be careful of your throat." The old man at the newsstand laughed, and his excitement was no less than Wang Zimu's.

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