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Rebirth of a Hollywood Socialite.

This is a translated Chinese novel. I am not the author, just translating for fun. Translator: Doyenro (Fan Translate) Author: Zhuang Jiang Alternative universe (AU) She can produce the most terrifying horror films and also create the most profitable commercial films; she can turn artistic films into commercial successes and turn commercial films into artistic achievements. Future critiques of Laila all say that she is synonymous with the Hollywood miracle, one of the greatest directors of all time. She even unintentionally becomes the most skilled photographer and strategist. However, she knows that all of this comes from her biggest secret, which is—she has been reborn! T/N: * The Female Lead(MC) is very patriotic to her old country, so it may be annoying to some people. * The English gets better from chapter 65, the chapters 1 - 65 will be edited soon. * The actors' or actresses' characters may be different from reality. It is just an alternate universal fictional novel. * Alternate History * Contact me if a novel of the same is officially translated so that I can stop. * Original Chinese novel completed.

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Chapter 602 - Mobile Topic Generator

This was explosive news, and Roy was stunned for a while, unable to come to his senses.

Winning an award, and it's the Golden Globe!

If the Golden Globe is attainable, does that mean the Oscars are too?

"Can I..."

"No."

Laila cut off his fantasy before he could even ask, "The Oscars have only one Best Actor, and dressing up like those people is impossible. The reason is the same, not that you're not good enough, but you're too young."

"Ah, I knew it." Roy sighed, lowering his head in disappointment, but quickly lifted it again, "Having a Golden Globe is not bad."

Why not say people are greedy? The awards here haven't been won yet, and thoughts are already on higher ones.

But Laila felt she liked this kind of "greed." Greed is both a sin and a driving force. Without this drive, how can life be colorful? If everything is satisfied, there will be no motivation for progress.

Looking at the Golden Globe nominations in the newspaper, Laila unsurprisingly saw the name "Heroes" in the Best Foreign Language Film category.

The ambitious "Heroes," hoping for a better ending.

On the other hand, Faaris, who had invested in several films, was also paying attention to the film nominations. He was very satisfied with this nomination list because the films he invested in received a decent number of nominations.

"You've done well," he felt fortunate for bringing Cooper into his camp.

If he continued charging forward as he did before, he might end up with a broken head. It was better to scatter funds everywhere to produce a large number of excellent art films that catered to the taste of the judges. This way, he could seize Laila's honors.

The awards she wanted wouldn't come easy!

Cooper gave a slight smile, accepting a hefty check handed to him, "My pleasure, Mr. Faaris."

To strike the nerve of someone and make a good amount of money at the same time, no job in the world made him happier.

"Believe me, this is just the beginning. Once the awards ceremony begins, everyone will know that, despite Laila receiving numerous nominations, the actual awards won't be many. She'll become the second 'Moulin Rouge,' with seven nominations but only winning one award!"

Faaris looked at the newspaper with Laila's photo on the table and coldly snorted, "She better not get any! Not even one!"

"Unfortunately, Mr. Faaris, that's probably impossible." Both Laila and Cooper understood Hollywood's rules. "Even if it's a consolation prize, the judges will give her one. But rest assured, it will probably be just a trivial award. The one she cares most about is impossible!"

Faaris nodded, "Continue building momentum. I want her to fall hard!"

"As you wish." Cooper revealed a sinister and cunning smile, "I happen to have the same idea."

In the past, he had thought wrong. He always wanted to compete with Laila on his own, with Murdoch's support. However, he couldn't go too far. Now, he needed to make a more significant impact and find a heavyweight collaborator.

Fortunately, luck was on his side. Before he could seek someone out, a collaborator of sufficient weight found him first. Hoping Laila wouldn't win a single award. Hoping she would forever be stuck with a second-rate director reputation? Hoping her directing abilities would never receive formal recognition from authoritative awards? What a beautiful wish! He couldn't help but shiver with excitement at these ideas filled with malicious intent. Yes, once her title as a genius was stripped away, and her directing abilities were never officially recognized by prestigious awards, wouldn't that be the most fitting torture for her?

He couldn't wait to see her disappointed face when she looked at the awards but didn't win any!

At exactly 5 PM, the 60th Golden Globe Awards officially kicked off in Los Angeles.

There were quite a few good movies this year, such as "The Hours," "Chicago," "Adaptation," "Gangs of New York," "The Pianist," and more. Each received excellent nominations, making this year's major awards a suspenseful affair.

Due to the controversies, from the release of the nomination list to the start of the awards ceremony, the media and the public enthusiastically discussed the final winners. Among the talked-about films, "Chicago" with the most nominations was mentioned the most.

Unlike Laila's previous works, this was the first time she received the most acclaim for a film. Critics believed she captured the depth and essence of the film. Additionally, the design of the dance, the arrangement of the plot, the outstanding performances by the actors, and even the costume coordination were all highlights, earning unanimous praise from the audience.

The media focused on Laila's first heavyweight nomination. At less than 24 years old this year, she already received a nomination for this award, making people believe that, given some time, she would undoubtedly lay hands on the Oscar's little gold man. There was almost no suspense; it was almost a certainty that she would become the best director at the Oscars.

Even though many believed she already had directorial prowess and presented a film of the highest quality, people also knew the likelihood of her winning was very slim.

Not only did people outside think this way, but Cooper did too. While he knew Laila was destined not to get that award, he couldn't say it in front of Faaris. He needed some achievements to make him trust himself more because he knew he wasn't dealing with the current Laila but the future one. A director with unlimited potential like her, no one would doubt when she would win that award.

So, he wanted to use the fact that Laila couldn't get the award now to make Faaris believe that it was because of him. When their collaboration continued, he would have more qualifications to deal with Laila. After all, someone as wealthy and willing to spend as Faaris was too rare. To keep the patron happy, he had to deceive him well.

Laila and Roy, as usual, wore matching couple outfits—black and red—walking down the red carpet amid the enthusiastic cheers and screams.

The person in charge of interviewing on the red carpet certainly wouldn't miss these two mobile topic generators and promptly walked up to them with a smiling face.

"Hi, Roy, and Laila, how's your mood today?"

"Very good." "Yes, we're very happy." The two exchanged a smile.

"This year's Golden Globe Awards, one of you is nominated for Best Actor, and the other is nominated for Best Director. Do you have confidence in winning?"