After laughing enough, Shi Shan looked nostalgic: "Back then, I played Qi Ming's grandson. You played her granddaughter—if this thing works out, you'll be her daughter again. We really are a chaotic family."
Gu Wenhua stood up abruptly, but then, unsure of what to say, turned to Ji Juntao for help.
Ji Juntao rolled his eyes resignedly.
Shi Shan glanced at Gu Wenhua, his tone calm: "Little Gu, why did you suddenly stand up? Is something wrong—"
"The Age of Whale Fall" - Sakurako Yokoyama
And, "The Mute Woman"—Qi Ming!
The moment the Cantonese pronunciation of "chai ming" reached everyone's ears, they were stunned.
In a flash, Gu Wenhua suddenly leaped up, grabbed Shang Yechu's sleeve, and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Teacher Qi Ming has been nominated! Best Actress!"
Shang Yechu lowered her head in a daze. On the screen, the last character "Ming" had just appeared. A clip from "The Mute Woman" flashed across the five-square grid on the screen, with Qi Ming's aged face standing out among a group of young faces.
An indescribable mix of elation and heartache suddenly welled up in Shang Yechu's chest. For some reason, Shang Yechu's feelings at this moment were even more profound, more joyful, and more painful than when she was nominated.
Overwhelmed by intense emotions, Shang Yechu could no longer contain the heat surging in her heart. She hugged Gu Wenhua tightly and punched him hard on the back!
Gu Wenhua groaned, his face blank for a moment. Then he closed his eyes and returned the hug with even greater force.
Shang Yechu suddenly felt like crying. However, Gu Wenhua's tears had already fallen on her shoulder, soaking Shang Yechu's clothes.
“Teacher Qi Ming…you can go and see for yourself now.” Gu Wenhua’s voice was hoarse and his words were incoherent. “When I saw her that day, she was covered in blood and was so dirty. We can go together to buy her a dress.”
"Um."
This is a shared honor for filmmakers, a moment of victory that belongs only to them.
This is the first step in their journey through film. This moment will be etched in their cherished memories, remaining fresh and new. No matter how much honor or hardship they may encounter in the future, the emotion, joy, sorrow, and glory of this moment will not diminish in the slightest.
Many years later, as he wipes the rows of trophies in the room, director Gu Wenhua may recall this night when everyone else was insignificant, and this nomination that meant nothing to him at the time.
Shi Shan silently observed the scene before him, his expression gentle, a smile on his face, looking very pleased.
Ji Juntao walked to the table, opened a can of Want Want milk, poured it into two square glasses, and casually handed one to Shi Shan.
Shi Shan didn't give Ji Juntao a glance, nor did he make any response.
The snow-white milk swayed in front of Shi Shan's eyes for a few seconds before he happily withdrew it.
Shi Shan turned his head and glanced at Ji Juntao. That glance was devoid of any pretense, devoid of any emotion. It was as if he were looking at a piece of steel, or a pillar.
"Tsk tsk." Ji Juntao shook his head.
In an instant, Shi Shan's smile returned, as if everything that had just happened was merely Ji Juntao's illusion.
Ji Juntao shrugged, and the two square cups clinked together, making a clear "ding" sound.
"Cheers".
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