Chinese entertainment: What's wrong with actresses wanting to improve?

Chapter 566 Night Party with Zhang Liangying

"Mr. Fu, have you seen the nominees for this year's Golden Horse Awards?"

"What? You made it to the finals?"

"Hehe, not only me, Yoko also made the list."

"Okay."

Which awards were you nominated for?

"Crazy Racer was nominated for Best Director and Best Original Screenplay, while The White Storm was nominated for Best Actor and Best Action Choreography."

"sure."

Fu Yibai looked at the two of them with a smile on his lips.

Congratulations to both of you.

Ning Hao waved his hand and placed the mineral water bottle on his lap.

"What's there to congratulate? In recent years, the Golden Horse Awards have become more and more inclined towards art films. It's good enough for commercial films to be nominated, and they basically have no chance of winning an award."

"A nomination is an affirmation."

"The way you're saying that sounds more like you're trying to comfort me."

Ning Hao smiled and shook his head.

Lu Yang leaned back in his chair, his hands behind his head.

"Mr. Fu, to be honest, aren't you planning to collect all three gold medals in China as well?"

With your current status, you could easily make an art film and submit it for awards; the jury would practically hand it to you.

Fu Yibai shook his head and placed the water bottle on the equipment box next to him.

"I'm not filming anymore."

"Really not filming anymore?"

"I'm really not filming anymore."

Fu Yibai's tone was calm, without the slightest hesitation.

"Filming award-winning videos is exhausting."

From scriptwriting to casting to filming to post-production, every step requires utmost vigilance to avoid any mistakes.

Right now, I just want to rest and take some photos that I want to take.

"I really envy you, you've achieved so much at such a young age."

I don't even know if I'll ever have the chance to go to the Oscars in my lifetime.

Lu Yang looked at Fu Yibai with envy.

"You guys are really in for a tough time with the Oscars."

That place is too xenophobic.

I won the award because I spent a lot of money on public relations, and the film was submitted through the franchise film industry's application channel.

However, you still have a chance with the top three European teams.

If you want to compete for awards, I can provide you with a script.

"real!"

Lu Yang immediately perked up.

Ning Hao also became interested.

Although he has already won the Berlin Silver Bear, it's not the gold, and he hasn't been to Cannes or Venice yet.

"Of course, you two can come find me after you've finished editing the footage you have."

I'll give you the script.

"It's a deal!"

It's a deal.

Fu Yibai nodded.

After receiving Fu Yibai's promise, the two of them stopped resting and immediately returned to their machines to continue working.

After getting off work in the evening, Fu Yibai and Zhang Xinyu went downstairs to the underground parking lot.

As the two passed a row of pillars, they heard the sound of high heels on the concrete floor behind them.

"Mr. Fu."

Fu Yibai turned around.

Zhang Liangying stood a few steps behind him, wearing a beige trench coat over a black turtleneck sweater, her hair tied in a low ponytail.

She was carrying a dark brown handbag, her car keys hanging on her finger, the metal Mercedes emblem flashing in the light.

"Liangying, is the second round over?"

Fu Yibai nodded at her.

"Today is over, let's continue tomorrow."

Where are you going?

Zhang Liangying took two steps forward and stopped two steps away from Fu Yibai.

"Going home, what about you?"

"Are you free tonight? Come over to my place."

Fu Yibai turned to look at Zhang Xinyu.

"Xinyu, you go back to the villa first."

Tell Binbin and the others that I won't be going home tonight.

Zhang Xinyu's gaze lingered between the two for a second before she nodded.

"Okay, Mr. Fu."

Fu Yibai walked to Zhang Liangying's car, opened the passenger door, and got in.

Zhang Liangying started the car, and the car stereo automatically played a slow English song, a demo she recorded herself that had not yet been publicly released.

The car drove out of the underground parking lot of Chenxi Building and turned onto the East Third Ring Road.

Zhang Liangying lives in a mid-to-high-end residential community on Chaoyang North Road, not far from her company.

She parked the car in the underground garage and took Fu Yibai up to the sixteenth floor in the elevator.

The apartment is small, with two bedrooms and a living room, and is decorated in a simple Nordic style.

A light gray fabric sofa, a white coffee table, and several black and white photographs hanging on the wall.

A Yamaha electric piano stood in the corner of the living room, with several sheet music books stacked on the lid, their edges covered with colorful sticky notes.

Zhang Liangying changed into slippers and took off her trench coat, hanging it on the coat rack by the door.

Fu Yibai had just changed his shoes and was about to compliment her on how cozy her home was when Zhang Liangying kissed him on the lips.

The two hadn't been affectionate for almost a year, and Zhang Liangying couldn't hold back as soon as she entered the door.

The two stumbled and rolled onto the sofa, their clothes falling to the floor one by one.

Soon, Zhang Liangying's ethereal and melodious soft singing filled the room.

The two fought their way from the sofa to the bedroom, from dusk till late at night.

They fought until 11 p.m. before Zhang Liangying finally nestled contentedly in Fu Yibai's arms.