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  Hollywood What If Chapter 144

  The whole pce fell silent, waiting for the annou. The cameras never left the five actors, broadcasting their expressions live.

  The presenter opehe envelope and paused for a few seds, leaving the nominated actors nervous.

  "The winner is..."

  Jaicholson, Matt Damon, Robert Duvall, Dustin Hoffman and Liam Neesoheir expressions under suffog tension.

  Then the host said the name.

  "gratutions, Liam Neeson, for winni Actor!"

  The expressions of the four actors were good... They didn't show clear disapproval, they just smiled in the right way. Although deep ihey were devastated.

  As for Liam Neeson. The man stood up and straightened his tuxedo. Then he shook hands with director Kazir Grey and producer Harold Witsend.

  "Kazir, thank you fivihis opportunity."

  "Don't joke. We all know this is the fruit of your hard work."

  Kazir ughed.

  'Damn. Sometimes I don't know how things are going to turn out. My predi is way off.' Kazir thought.

  Liam Neeson stood on stage.

  "... Liam's sary will probably go up." Harold Witsend muttered and Kazir nodded.

  "You're right... Keep it down if possible. We signed a tract."

  If there was ohing that worried Kazir, it was the ge in the director's position.

  'He's in a good mood, so he won't be mad if I tell him I'm not direg Taken 2, right?'

  Only God knows the answer. Ohing was clear, the crew was happy about the awards they received.

  Then it was time for the Best Director annou. As everyone expected, director James Cameron won the award.

  The guy came on stage and jokingly shouted "I'm the king of the world, wooohh!". People ughed and appuded.

  Everyone has probably seen the movie Titanid knows that line.

  Jack (Leonardo DiCaprio) shouted that line as he stood at the edge of the ship.

  Of course, knowing James Cameron's skills, no one could deny that he was the king. The king of the blockbuster. Sihen, his only petition for the biggest box office was himself. My ma outdoing himself.

  Then came the final award, and it was no shocker. Titani Best Picture with no suspense.

  Titanic got 11 awards while Taken only got 2. Well, that was not bad.

  When the ceremony was over, Kazir was invited by the old members of the Academy.

  He had an idea when he saerson he reized. One of the old members approached him.

  "Kazir Grey, I believe this is the first time we have met. I'm Frank Pierson. You call me Frank."

  "o meet you, Frank."

  "Hm, you look like a strid uptight guy. We are happy to know that a person like you is being famous. Keep it up. You are one of us."

  "Yes," Kazir said.

  Now he uood why he had won. Most of the old members of the Academy were Jews, ae their age, they had a strong influenbsp;

  Since Kazir was one of them, it was not a bad thing to give him an award. It was his award for spreading awareness in society.

  The two eheir versation, leaving each other with impressions.

  '... Looks like I win the Best Director award if I try hard.'

  That was the only thing he realized whealked to Frank Pierson, the current president of the Academy.

  "Hm?"

  Suddenly Kazir saw some people out of the er of his eye. He turned around and saw three people staring at him.

  Three people. Harvey Weinstein, Matt Damon and Ben Afflebsp;

  'Now that I think about it, Miramax is the distributor of Good Will Hunting. I heard they spent a lot of money on PR to win some awards. '

  Unfortunately, Titanic was their biggest obstacle.

  'But I guess they didn't like it when Taken won two awards.'

  To be ho, Kazir felt good seeing Harvey's unfiltered rese. He looked ugly with that expression. The fat in his face was quivering angrily.

  Still, Kazir didn't like that Matt Damon was staring at him, too. He could not read Matt Damon's feelings because the guy was just staring, Ben Affleck was doing the same.

  Kazir was hoping to it Damon to audition for the role of Jason Bourne.

  'Do I have to find another actor, like I did with John Wick?'

  Anyway, Kazir walked away because it was so awkward. He was the director in the first pce. He would pick whoever he wanted.

  'If Matt Damon had a grudge, so be it.'

  With this ued victory, the crew decided to throarty.

  Liam Neeson's team prepared a party for the crew. Even though Liam's ces of winning were slim, they should prepare a party just in case.

  "Kazir, ahahaha! Choosing your script is the best decision I have ever made in my life!"

  Liam Neeson hiccupped after downing a bottle of alcohol. Well, he had every reason to celebrate a drunk.

  "That's good to hear. Now promise me that you will not leave Taken 2, no matter what happens."

  "Of course! Why would I leave the crew? It's the movie that gave me my Oscar statue!"

  "Haha."

  Kazir was satisfied with that. He drank anss of vodka and sighed at its smooth heaviness.

  He knew he was getting tipsy. He got up ao the baly to get some fresh air. He thought he was halluating when he saw a woman sittio a statue.

  "You are...?"

  He narrowed his eyes. Maybe he drank too much because his vision was blurred.

  Winni inal Spy made him so happy that he didn't hesitate to drink any alcohol he touched.

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  [Author's Note: I have three things to say/ask.]

  1. [I decided to let Liam Neeson win, because why not?]

  2. [Do you want Matt Damon to be Jason Bourne?]

  3. [Who do you think was the womao the statue?]