Chapter 453

"I'm sure I'll attend the premiere. As for the publicity, it's hard for you."

He gave Ang Lee a hug and encouraged his favorite actors one after another. Tracy watched them leave by elevator.

Seeing Ang Lee today, they mainly discussed the follow-up publicity and public relations after the release of Brokeback Mountain. Brokeback Mountain is the highlight of the amazing film industry at the end of 2004, and the company's resources should go all out to it.

The heavy publicity campaign is expected to last until next year's Oscar, and the public relations pressure is also very great.

The goal of Brokeback Mountain is to win the Golden Globe Award in mid January and the Oscar in February next year. From now on, including Ang Lee, Longman Walker and George, there is probably no leisure time before the Oscar.

It's enough for them to deal with the judges and academic masters and fight back against the "defenders".

Tracy is not interested in playing with them. It's very embarrassing to participate in the premiere. As for the follow-up publicity activities, let him be a lazy man.

Then there is the public relations issue of various awards. Tracy's main role is to throw money at death. He can't do errands well.

Whether the Golden Globe award or the Oscar is a science, which involves too many interests. How to participate, how to balance and how to profit from it is not a simple thing.

Although Harvey's fat man is not a good bird, he has made great contributions to Hollywood in the past ten years. At least, he used more than ten years to verify a road to Oscar and brush enough experience for later people.

Tracy still wants to thank him for taking over his experienced team, Jon Gordon, which can break the barrier of Oscar for him.

Of course, Jon Gordon is not enough. He also needs his own team. George and Brokeback Mountain are a good experiment. Although George's Caotai team is not as old as Jon Gordon, it's lucky to have Ang Lee as the great God, and the result must not be too bad.

The parking lot of the building.

Ang Lee said goodbye to Heath Ledger and others one by one and got into his car. Jack Gyllenhaal hugged Heath Ledger's shoulder after Ang Lee left and said, "man, just listen to Director Li and Tracy, you can't run away from the nomination for the best actor in the Oscar. Wow, the 25-year-old nominee is really enviable."

"It's nothing. I can warn you not to talk about it so as not to make jokes." Heath Ledger smiled modestly. Although he was very confident in himself, he didn't like to publicize such unfinished things everywhere.

"Don't worry, I have a tight mouth." Jack Gyllenhaal winked at him, pinched his shoulder and said, "don't be modest. Your performance in Brokeback Mountain is definitely worth a nomination. I think Tracy will definitely help you with your public relations, and you will try your best to win it."

"Well, don't worry about me. You deserve an Oscar nomination, too. Think for yourself."

"I don't care," said Jack Gyllenhaal, shrugging. "I'm not as good as you in Brokeback Mountain. I know that."

"Don't say that, man!"

"Stop... What is our relationship, our brother? Don't give in. I think you deserve the Oscar nomination and I will fully support you."

"What can I say? I can only say thank you, brother." Heath Ledger gave him a hug and mocked himself: "all right, don't say that. It's just a nomination and won't get a prize."

He knows very well that with his performance in Brokeback Mountain, he may be favored by the academy and get a nomination, but it's not so easy to win the prize. He is too young. He is only 25 years old and has no background. Even if he is full of public relations, the masters of the Academy will not give him this hairy boy.

"Hehe... Don't lose heart. You'll get the little golden man one day. I believe you." Jack comforted.

"Did you two get on the bus? There are a lot of people here!" Michelle stood aside and opened her mouth, with a sour tone. In front of the two men, you comforted each other one by one, and she really couldn't see it anymore.

"Hahaha... Michelle, are you jealous? Come on, I'm Heath's wife too," Jack joked, pretending to snuggle up on Heath Ledger's shoulder.

"Oh..." Michelle immediately pushed him, stared at him and said, "I warn you, heath is mine. We're going to register for marriage soon."

"Er... Really angry?" looked at Michelle and said with a flattering smile, "I'm kidding. Heath and I are good brothers. Don't worry, we are straight. He and I have come out of the play."

"Honey, don't think so much, Jack. He likes mischief. You don't know," Heath Ledger said, touching Michelle's hand.

"Hum... It'd better be like this." Michelle waited for Jack Gyllenhaal again and complained to Heath Ledger, "I suggested you go to see a psychologist for a long time, but you just didn't listen. It's director Ang Lee's arrangement to let you sleep in one bed..... Alas... I'm so angry."

"All right, Michelle... I'll give you your heath back," Jack said, pressing his car key. His Chevrolet parked not far away made a "didi" sound.

"I'm gone. I won't disturb you two." he said and walked to his car.

"Michelle didn't mean anything against you..." Heath Ledger said quickly.

When Jack got to the car, he opened the door and said, "I can understand. She's a little sensitive. Don't say that. I'll see you at the party in two days. Bye." he waved to them, sat in the car and started the car.

When Jack Gyllenhaal's car drove into the street, Michelle, who had not spoken, said, "am I a little too much?"

"What do you say? But it doesn't matter, Jack. He's not stingy."

"Am I really sensitive? I always think your state is not quite right." Mi Xie is a little stuffy.

"Don't think about it. We really don't have anything. Brokeback Mountain is just a beautiful fairy tale. Jack and I are professional actors. We can still grasp it both inside and outside the play."

"Well, I hope I think too much."

Michelle sighed, stopped talking about it and went to find their car. Heath Ledger followed her, the expression on his face changed and then calmed down. He was not sure whether he really came out of the play. After filming Brokeback Mountain, he always had a faint sense of loss. Maybe he was too deep in the play, or he was too sensitive. He always felt that the ending of Ennis and Jack should not be like this.

Tracy, who sent Ang Lee back to his office, didn't know that there was a little episode downstairs. He was a little funny and gave Ang Lee some advice. He didn't expect to bring so much trouble to Heath Ledger, a talented actor.

"Push harder... Push harder... Well, it's good. The technique has improved." drinking coffee and enjoying the service of little black sister Rosie, Tracy browsed the news on the Internet.

Then, he opened his mailbox, read the latest report, spent half an hour giving some opinions, and logged in to his Facebook happy farm.

Since the launch of a series of props, happy farm has become more popular. Now the players addicted to happy farm have exceeded 50 million in North America alone. It can be said that the whole people are stealing vegetables.

What is the magic of this brainless game that can be so popular?

Mark did a market survey. Some people are vegetable lovers, and a larger number of people meet their psychological needs. Stealing vegetables can well alleviate some psychological pressure and achieve a certain degree of venting effect.

In reality, stealing is illegal and shameful, but it is different in this game. Stealing in happy farm is a kind of entertainment, and it is not stealing in practical sense.

This well meets the needs of many people to "steal", and can also bring a certain sense of stimulation.

Well, Tracy didn't have time to explore the thoughts of most people. He just felt that the people addicted to the farm were idle and bored.

Keke... However, he is also one of them.

Peat, it's agreed to despise these vegetable thieves. How can they fall into it again.

Why is it so fun to steal vegetables?

It's so fun!

"Dada dada..."

Clicking the mouse quickly, a piece of farmland of 12 pieces was stolen all over in an instant. Looking at the stolen quantity floating out, Tracy felt dark and cool.

"Meow, mark, this bastard tied two dogs to himself, which is cheating, serious cheating." Tracy patted the mouse hard, said angrily, and then clicked ICQ to attack mark.

The little black girl standing behind him gave the shameless boss a white eye and a heart. It's not your head. There are two dogs tied to the farm. No one wants to steal yours.

At this time, Tracy and mark had scolded on the ICQ. Anyway, they both broke the rules of the game. Neither of them was reasonable. They argued for ten minutes. They reached a consensus and removed the patches they filled in.

Just one dog for one dog. The effect is still good. Anyway, the two dogs have been happy for a week. With unlimited chemical fertilizer, he has been ahead of most people.

He stole one side in the circle of friends, then used chemical fertilizer to ripen his crops, harvested vegetables and planted seeds again. Tracy leaned back lazily.

"Help me press my head."

"OK, boss..."

"Well, I'm not talking about hands..."

Rosie immediately understood what he meant and unbuttoned his shirt.

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The sun gradually fell into the sea level, leaving a beautiful afterglow.

After enjoying the sunset, Tracy stretched out and glanced around. The private beach was a little messy. You can see some food packaging bags everywhere, and several barbecue racks fell on the ground. The unfinished barbecue, chicken wings, seafood and even several colorful bikinis were thrown on the beach.

"I seem to have missed something." seeing this, Tracy touched her chin and looked sorry.

This is a private villa near the sea in Santa Monica. Tracy gave her a new residence.

Soon after I moved in, I held a check-in party yesterday.

He called Tracy and invited him. Unfortunately, Tracy was occupied by Queen Monica and didn't have time to come. He knew it was a beach party, so he found a reason to sneak out.

"Where's Scarlett?"

Entering the villa, the living room was in a mess, full of wine bottles and trays, and several servants were cleaning. Tracy asked a bodyguard he had arranged for here.

"Miss Johnson is resting upstairs."

"Oh... They've been crazy all night?"

"Er... This..." the bodyguard stopped talking.

Tracy looked up at him. "Tell me all about the party."

Under Tracy's dignified eyes, the bodyguard swallowed his saliva and said, "we don't know very well. Miss Johnson won't let us near the beach here..."

"We can only watch outside until noon..."

"Oh... Private party? When you're crazy, I'm asking you to clean up the mess." Tracy smiled, patted him on the shoulder and said, "it's hard for you. I'll have someone clean up the beach later."

"OK, boss."

Tracy went around the kitchen. There was still a lot of food left. He found something and took a bite.

Then he went up to the third floor and came to the door of the master bedroom. He knocked on the door first. No one answered. As soon as he pressed the door handle, the door opened without locking.

"Scarlett... Are you still sleeping?" Tracy whispered as she entered the door. The big bed in the bedroom was empty.

"Where are people? Oh... Taking a bath..." I didn't see anyone in the bedroom, but the sound of water came from the closed bathroom door.

"Scarlett... Don't worry, I'll be with you right away." Tracy touched her chin and smiled. First, she picked up the black nightdress that fell from the bathroom door and threw it on the bed. Then she took off her clothes in two out of three.

He hurried to open the bathroom door. The figure behind the frosted glass moved twice, as if he were coming to the door.

"Baby... I'm coming."

When the door was opened, Tracy opened her hands and hugged the oncoming man, "you seem to have meat again..."

"Ah ~ let go of me... Help!"

As the mist dispersed, his vision gradually became clear. Tracy looked at the woman struggling strongly in his arms, "who are you...?"

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