"Mr. Hall, your trophy."
Backstage at the Nokia Theatre, Renly receives the trophy from the artisans - after the ceremony, the artisans will engrave the winner's name on the standard trophy base to show its unique character.
Looking at the deep scratches on the golden base, each stroke seems to have broken the erosion of the years and remained on the trophy forever. This feeling is really wonderful, "Renly-Hall", the words that look a little strange and a little familiar, are branded with his traces.
Now, Renly understood a little bit, and understood why those great men always wanted to erect monuments, leaving their great achievements in black and white in the annals of history. Some excited, some jerky, some ashamed, some excited, but some proud.
"Thank you." Renly held the trophy with a heavy weight in his heart, "I wish you a good evening."
"Thank you, congratulations again for your award." The craftsman sent his blessing with a smile.
At this time, the backstage was crowded and bustling, and the awards ceremony had already ended, but it was only less than ten o'clock local time in Los Angeles, which also meant that the celebration party had not yet begun. This mixed joy and bitterness, excitement and sadness At night, the prelude has just fallen, and the good show has not had time to appear.
"Hey, you're here." Hugh Laurie came over and patted Renly's arm enthusiastically, "Congratulations, it looks like I'll have to turn over the 'Pacific War' when I go back." That playful smile, not deliberately polite, but more intimacy.
This is true of people from British academies, which is why Eton, Cambridge, etc. are so important. Being from the same school can easily become a bridge between two people, and they are naturally classified as a faction partner.
"I've watched every season of 'Doctor House' so far." Renly's outspokenness also made Hugh chuckle, "Looks like you're out of luck tonight." Renly didn't shy away from Hugh Nominated for the fifth year in a row, he took the initiative to talk about a sensitive/sensitive topic that was still unreceived.
"At least that way they won't complain about why the British always win the prize." Hugh's self-deprecation was indeed full of wisdom, and Renly applauded lightly in admiration. "Any follow-up plans tonight? Is the celebration party already waiting for you?"
"Isn't the celebration party here?" Renly asked rhetorically, turning to look at the commotion behind him, all in silence—
All the noise, all the excitement, all the excitement seemed to have nothing to do with Renly. In comparison, the miniseries and TV and film departments were not taken seriously, not to mention that Renly only appeared in one work. In the bustling Vanity Fair of Hollywood, such a newcomer is obviously a bit out of tune and wants to blend in with others. The circle is not an easy task.
One look, complaining was enough, Xio laughed dumbly, "This is just the beginning, there is still a long way to go. But at least, we should have a good time tonight. After all, this award is not easy to come by, isn't it?"
While speaking, Xio deliberately set his eyes on Renly's trophy, showing a greedy look, which made Renly laugh out loud.
As Hugh said, the future is left to tomorrow, and he will continue to explore this road, but tonight should be a time to celebrate, this is not just a victory in the "Pacific War", nor is it not only A victory on the road of performance is also a victory of carrying a dream, fighting against a family, and moving forward alone. For this victory, he really waited too long.
After saying hello to Lamy and others, Renly left the Nokia Theater alone. The "War in the Pacific" crew then had a celebration dinner, but the banquet would not start until eleven o'clock, and the food at the banquet was not expected to be too much, so Lan. Li decided to treat her stomach, which had begun to protest, first.
Walking out of the side door of the theater, Los Angeles in the early days of the lanterns was surging with turbulent heat waves. The heat of late summer was blowing. There were still many fans standing on both sides of the street. They cheered and screamed loudly, waiting for themselves The appearance of idols, mixed with some gossip reporters, aimed at the streets with cannon barrels in their hands, ready to capture the behind-the-scenes footage after the awards ceremony.
"Renly, look here."
Before Renly could react, he reflexively looked at the sound, and then the flash flashed. Renly couldn't help but chuckle. He still couldn't adapt to the situation that he suddenly became the focus of attention. When someone called him, he responded directly, but he forgot that reporters are the best at this.
The reporter—or the paparazzi? Renly couldn't tell the difference from their appearance yet, so he trotted across the road and followed Renly, "How do you feel after winning the award? Did you expect this outcome? Victory Is there anything special about Al Pacino winning the award? You specifically mentioned Al Pacino in your acceptance speech, is that provocative?"
Renly was about to answer out of habit, but fortunately, this time he was under control, these reporters were just trying to dig up the best news, and he didn't need to pay attention.
So, Renly smiled brightly and said kindly and gentlemanly, "What I need most right now is a hamburger or two chicken wings, even a pack of fries is fine. Not an interview."
Elliot-Cort was stunned for a moment, then stopped involuntarily, and then saw Renly walking towards the mobile food truck not far away, and then he understood, "puchi" laughed. This young little guy is a little interesting. He was about to follow up when the fans screamed, "Penny, Penny! When will you marry Leonard!"
Apparently, the two leading actors of "The Big Bang Theory" showed up.
Originally, this was a simple choice, one is a newcomer with no foundation, and the other is a couple who is a popular fried chicken. For paparazzi, choosing the latter does not need to think at all. But Elliott paused, raised his head, and looked at Renly. At this time, Renly had walked to the dining car, where four or five people were queuing. Renly also obediently stood at the back of the line. Honestly lining up, such a scene is really a little joyful, and Elliott really wants to continue to follow. but…
Looking at the two people who were already in sight again, he gritted his teeth fiercely, but chased after the couple at the side door, raised the camera high, and pressed the shutter.
"The Age of Rebirth"
Renly looked up at the simple menu of the food truck, thinking seriously about what he should order. In fact, he wants fried chicken wings, especially, but this food truck makes fried steak hamburgers, so... "A five-point Cooked steak burger." It was Renly's turn, and he skillfully ordered, "Black pepper flavor, all vegetables."
"No problem!" said the cashier girl in the dining car neatly. "Three dollars and ninety-nine cents, thank you."
Renly had to be thankful that he didn't have any cash on him at all. Luckily, Rami reminded him and lent him ten dollars in cash, otherwise he would be embarrassed.
The girl took the cash, then saw the trophy in Renly's hand, "Hey, I know you, you're that guy from the 'Pacific War,' that rich young man, right? You got an award tonight? Congrats. "
"Even if you win, you have to fill your stomach, don't you?" Renly's answer made the girl look up and laugh. She turned around and neatly packed the burgers made on the spot and handed them to Renly's A previous customer, "You're an interesting guy, and those big stars don't want to come over to a small food truck like ours."
"That's the problem, I'm not a big star. Otherwise..." Renly raised an eyebrow, and the playful teasing made everyone around him laugh happily.
The girl couldn't help but smile, "I'll make your words into a slogan and put it on the outside of the dining car. I'm Ophelia, are you... ?"
"Renly." He looked completely calm. "If it's a slogan, you better be standard, Renly-Hall. This kind of publicity will be better. Do you need my autograph?"
The girl named Ophelia smiled brightly, "When you become a big star." Then she apologized to a customer behind, turned around to pack the burger she just made, and handed it to Renly , "I hope you have a good appetite."
Renly knew that because of his conversation, the order of the next customer was affected. He also turned around and apologized, then took the burger, "I hope you have good business." After that, the two nodded, and Renly said Turned around and left.
According to the noble education of this life, it is absolutely forbidden to eat on the roadside, even if you starve to death; and all the time in the previous life was spent in front of the desk, he had no chance to eat on the roadside at all; tonight blue Li intends to break the precepts once.
He placed the trophy on the shoulder of the road, sat down on the steps cross-legged, opened the hamburger, and took a bite. The tender and juicy steak exploded in his mouth, and the sweet taste made people want to scream. Of course, this wasn't a steak from a three-Michelin or five-star hotel, but at this moment, the taste was satisfying to Renly.
Before Renly could chew a few more times, a car whizzed past him, kicking up a huge cloud of dust, and then another, and the sand even got into Renly's eyes.
Renly's movements immediately froze in place. It seemed that there was a reason for such a commandment. But... what about him? Renly began to chew again, and when he swallowed it, he took another big bite and sighed happily. His warm stomach finally regained consciousness. In fact, he felt that a hamburger was more reliable than a trophy. .
"Dude, this is definitely the best burger truck down/town!" Not far away, a group of young men swayed past, each with a burger in their hands, and one of the lads yelled at Renly. . Apparently, they didn't recognize Renly.
Renly raised the hamburger in his right hand high and shouted loudly, "I totally agree!" This action immediately caused many people around to whistle.