The cure of the Hull virus was big news. After the medical world officially confirmed the news, the official news from every continent never stopped. Fang Zhao's name was now known by more and more people.
For the vast majority of the general public, the Hull virus was a distant memory. If not for the news, they wouldn't have even known about the virus. They wouldn't have known about the symptoms of the virus or how difficult it was to treat it. Now, even when they saw the news, they were just a little surprised. That was all.
However, the news about Fang Zhao shocked them. Many people didn't watch TV or follow the news. They didn't know who Fang Zhao was. But with the bombardment of the news, they knew. The first time they heard the news, they thought it was ridiculous.
"That's incredible! A musician can actually treat illnesses! "
The truth was that Fang Zhao's four movements of the "100-Year Period of Destruction" series had served as a stepping stone, providing the Hull virus research team with a clear train of thought and direction. Clinical treatment and follow-up research had nothing to do with Fang Zhao. But for people who didn't care about such things, they were more concerned about how a musician could treat illnesses.
How interesting it sounded!
For the vast majority of people, this was just an interesting story, a topic of conversation over tea.
Regardless of how people reacted, Fang Zhao's name was once again trending globally. This time, it wasn't the entertainment reporters from every continent who were the driving force. Instead, it was the publicity from authoritative magazines and news outlets. Yanzhou's various media outlets, big and small, also touted Fang Zhao without restraint.
Many members of the entertainment industry discussed the matter in private.
"This Fang Zhao guy is really a weirdo."
"That's right. I looked at his career over the past few years. This isn't something the average person can pull off."
"If you take a look at all the celebrities who rose to fame, which one of them walked the same path as him?"
"He doesn't rely on scandals, he doesn't ride the red carpet, he doesn't even create hype, but every time he does, it's a big deal. This Hull virus incident has shaken the entire medical world. I wonder what Fang Zhao will do next."
Fang Zhao had no idea about the discussions going on outside. He was busy preparing for the awards ceremony. He had received a few more invitations, all for film awards and events. All of them were important, so he had to prepare in advance.
On the day of the Galaxy Awards ceremony, Fang Zhao brought Nanfeng, Zuo Yu, and Yan Biao to attend.
It was common for artists to bring their assistants to attend a ceremony. They might not necessarily bring their bodyguards, but they would bring their chauffeurs. Zuo Yu and Yan Biao, one was attending as a bodyguard, while the other was attending as a chauffeur. However, other than assistants, chauffeurs and bodyguards were not allowed to enter the main venue.
Nanfeng was very pleased with himself. Even though his seat was only reserved for the assistants at the back, it was enough for him to be able to enter the main venue. He took a photo to show off on his WeChat Moments, attracting the envy of many people.
As for Fang Zhao himself, he behaved humbly, just as Xue Jing had instructed. In terms of commercial value, the people present might not be able to match up to Fang Zhao, but in terms of academic status, they were way ahead of Fang Zhao.
Actually, Fang Zhao was in a bit of a pickle regarding this award ceremony. The other artists who had won the Supernova Prize this year were all very excited. Their eyes were brimming with tears. In comparison, he, the "junior", was much calmer.
Regarding this, Fang Zhao felt that he should act a little more "young". That would be normal. Usually, being calm and collected was called being steady, but on such a stage that represented the highest style of the art world, being calm and collected was called being pretentious.
Of course, there were some artists who did not like to smile, or the more nervous they were, the more tense they became, but Fang Zhao clearly did not belong to that category.
I'd better be more excited. Otherwise, those older artists might think I'm too arrogant. Fang Zhao thought to himself.
Thus, when it was time for Fang Zhao to go on stage to receive his award.
Nanfeng, Zuo Yu, and Yan Biao watched the red-rimmed Fang Zhao on stage. Nanfeng, who was in the audience, and Zuo Yu and Yan Biao outside the venue: "…"
"Do you guys think Boss is really that excited?" Zuo Yu whispered to his two buddies.
"Of course! This is a Galaxy Award! Even though Boss won the Supernova Prize, which is the lowest among the Galaxy Awards and can't compare to the higher Nebula and Universe Awards, it's more than enough! Boss is the only one in Yanzhou this year! But... something feels off, "Nanfeng said.
"What do you think?" Zuo Yu asked Yan Biao.
Yan Biao thought for a bit and shook his head. "It's hard to say."
If he hadn't been Fang Zhao's bodyguard for so long, perhaps he would have believed Fang Zhao.
Nanfeng hadn't been with Fang Zhao for long, so he didn't know him well. But Yan Biao knew Fang Zhao's other side all too well. Fang Zhao was someone who could calmly kill terrorists and ferocious exotic beasts when he was serving in the military, in a situation where real guns and bullets were raining down on him.
Fang Zhao hadn't been that excited when he'd heard about the award. It had been a few days since then, and Fang Zhao had calmed down enough. Even if he was excited about winning the award on stage, he wouldn't have let it show.
Was he putting on a show for others? Yan Biao doubted it.
On the podium, the person presenting Fang Zhao with the award was Mo Lang.
Holding a silver-white round box with the Supernova Prize emblem in both hands, Mo Lang had a gratified smile on his face. "You did well!"
Although Mo Lang was no longer involved, he was still well-informed. He already knew that Fang Zhao had composed a song for the Hull virus documentary. Coupled with Fang Zhao's recent performance, Mo Lang had high hopes for Fang Zhao.
Many people in the audience were curious to see Mo Lang behaving this way.
"Old Master Mo is in a good mood today."
"Old Master Mo is no longer taking in disciples, but judging by the way he's behaving, he's no worse than a disciple."
Even people who knew Mo Lang well rarely saw him like this. Mo Lang was usually a man of few words and smiles. Even when he was presenting awards, his demeanor was reserved and composed. But now, he was smiling so happily onstage. It was rare. Clearly, he was very pleased with this junior. For Mo Lang's sake, they wouldn't deliberately make things difficult for Fang Zhao unless absolutely necessary.
Mo Lang personally placed the Galaxy Supernova Medal on Fang Zhao's head.
Fang Zhao was clutching an award certificate in his hands. Actually, he was really happy and excited. Whether it was the cure for the Hull virus or the acknowledgement of his musical talent, they were all worthy of celebration and excitement.
The dream he hadn't been able to fulfill in his past life was now being realized.
The white metal medal he had just donned and the certificate in his hands were his reward for all his hard work over the past few years.
During the Period of Destruction, he had been burdened with heavy responsibilities. His circumstances had been different, so he had kept his emotions hidden and hidden. Now, all he had to do was show his emotions and adjust them a little to suit a young man his age.
After donning the medal, Fang Zhao still had to stand on the stage with Mo Lang for a while so the photographer could take pictures. The photos would be preserved in the Galaxy Awards' archives.
At the same time, online, on a certain platform that had obtained the live broadcast rights to the award ceremony.
In the live broadcast room, the host sounded very excited.
"At this moment, the treasured artistic master Mo Lang and this year's youngest recipient of the Supernova Award, Fang Zhao, face the camera with benevolent smiles..."
At this point, the host froze. He realized he had said something wrong, but this was a live broadcast, after all. There was no way to undo what he said.
In an instant, the live broadcast room was filled with "hahahahaha."
"Hahahaha, the host must have misspoken!"
"What f * cking 'benevolent'? Mo Lang is fine, but Fang Zhao is only in his 20s! "
"Pfft! Benevolent! What the hell? Compared to these old grandpas, Fang Zhao is just a kid! Host, is it really okay for you to say that? "
Although the host had quickly corrected himself, this part had already been shared by everyone. Some people were itching to take a screenshot of Fang Zhao wearing the medal and holding the certificate and smiling at the camera and turned it into an emoticon [Benevolent Smile].
Fang Zhao had no idea that he had been turned into an emoticon. He thanked all the great masters and seniors and returned to his seat.
After the Supernova Award, there was the Nebula Award, which was similar to the Lifetime Achievement Award. Each year, one of the awards would be given to an individual or organization that had made a significant and long-term contribution to the arts.
As for the Galaxy Awards, the Galaxy World Award, it was not only based on contributions, but also on talent and ability. If there were no suitable candidates, the Galaxy World Award would be left vacant. It was common for it to be left vacant for several years. But this year, Xue Jing had finally received this honor.
When Xue Jing went on stage, many people in the audience were on tenterhooks, afraid that the 160-years-old Xue Jing would faint from excitement.
Xue Jing was a veteran of the art world. Many people in the audience knew him. At this moment, they could almost feel Xue Jing's heavy and excited emotions.
Xue Jing had waited more than 160 years. He had been very close to winning this award many times, but he had missed the Galaxy World Award by a hair's breadth. Now, he had finally received the highest medal in the art world, the highest honor. This was a recognition of his talent and contributions, an affirmation of his artistic life!
The atmosphere during the award presentation was much more enthusiastic than when the Supernova Award had been presented.
The Galaxy World Award winners also had more time to speak on stage. Xue Jing sobbed as he recounted his thoughts on winning the award, and the audience applauded.
Fang Zhao applauded. He was happy for Xue Jing, but he was also thinking.
The Supernova Award was only the first step in Fang Zhao's artistic goals. He would also work hard for the Nebula Award and the Galaxy World Award. Perhaps, when he was old, he too would receive the highest honor in the art world, just like Xue Jing and Mo Lang.
Before the Galaxy Awards ceremony had ended, photos and videos of Fang Zhao's award ceremony had already started to circulate online. Screenshots from the live broadcast, video clips, official and unofficial media reports, entertainment news, local news, and even military news were all mentioned.
As the youngest recipient of this year's Galaxy Awards and the cure for the Hull virus, there were too many topics to talk about. It swept the headlines.
At the Yanbei Retirement Facility for Retired Officials, Great-Grandfather and Great-Grandmother Fang had been watching the live broadcast of the award ceremony. Great-Grandfather Fang cried as he sent out a few big red packets in the veteran cadres' chat group.
"Our Little Zhao won the Galaxy Supernova Award! [Red packet] [Red packet] [Red packet]... "
The people in Silver Wing's gaming department weren't idle either. Today, their WeChat moments were flooded with messages.
Jinro's social media status:
"Our boss! [Kind smile] "
It could be said that most people who knew Fang Zhao well were very excited when they watched the live broadcast today. But there were also a few people who were different. For example, the genius painter Blanche Will, who had entered the advanced course in the same year as Fang Zhao.
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
