The big screen of the counting machine lit up. Finally, it was time for the selection of the most important award of the Silver Eagle Festival.
The vote counter for the most popular actor was rolling fast. As time went by, the number on the counter started to rise slowly.
There were a lot of people vying for this award. Because of the one-against-three selection system, the competition between the finalists became even more intense.
As a veteran actor who had participated in the Silver Eagle Festival for a long time, Li Baotian was confident about the high number of votes. The remaining three candidates were close to each other, so the competition was quite fierce.
Finally, the countdown reached the last 60 seconds. Everyone was focused on the clock. As a bystander, Qin Guan could see everything clearly.
Every actor who was involved in the film was more or less nervous. The only one who was different was surprisingly calm.
The host made the atmosphere even more tense. The deadline was right around the corner.
Suddenly... Below the stage, the hundreds of people in the audience were in an uproar. In the last ten seconds, actor Pu Cunxin's counting machine began to work like a crazy gear, rolling.
Ten thousand, twenty thousand, a total of sixty thousand online votes flooded in within ten thrilling seconds.
The actors who were close to Pu Cunxin's votes widened their eyes as they watched him pull away from them without any suspense.
"Buzz buzz buzz …"
"What's going on?"
"Why?"
He couldn't figure it out or explain it. With his keen senses, Qin Guan looked at Wang Jingcao without any change in his expression. The audience was dumbfounded, but he didn't change his expression at all.
Li Bingbing pursed his lips in confusion and asked in a low voice, "What's the situation now? Qin Guan, I think we came at the wrong time. "
Based on her years of experience in the circle, Li Bingbing knew that the situation was too complicated. She didn't know if she would be able to read the news about the festival in the future.
After a short while of disappointment, Li Bingbing rejoiced. "Fortunately, none of our shows were nominated. Otherwise, the Silver Eagle Festival would be an exception."
Qin Guan asked curiously, "Are there any rules or explanations?"
Li patted Qin Guan's thigh and whispered, "I'll talk to you when we get back. It's not a good time to talk here."
Liu Jia stared at Li Bingbing fiercely and squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth, "An old cow preys on the cradle! Shameless! "
Her agent knew what she was thinking, so she poured cold water on her. "Save it! You're an old cow! Shameless?"
Liu Jia pursed her lips and quietly listened to the host announce the four most popular male actors in an orderly manner.
Since they are the most popular, and there are four of them at the same time, have you considered the feeling of being the most popular? It was a pity that they only thought about money.
Just like that, Li Baotian, Li Youbin, Pu Cunxin and Huang Hong walked up to the podium hand in hand. The noise from the audience was reduced by the arrival of the veterans.
After all, for these experienced actors, they were worthy of everyone's respect.
The people on the stage also seemed to understand that this farce was not good to watch. They even hurriedly gave their acceptance speeches. When they flew off the stage, the host, who was trying to stir up the atmosphere, shifted everyone's attention.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Any doubts would have to wait until the end of the Most Popular Actress Award. After all, it was also a very important award.
To everyone's surprise, the same thing happened again. This time, it happened to a new actress named Cao Ying.
She was originally a host who had changed careers, but in just a few scenes, she had already won the third most prestigious TV Drama Award in the country. This was really surprising.
Some actresses who were in disbelief had the urge to get up from their seats and leave the venue. Unfortunately, there were so many directors, actors, producers and media around them.
Considering the problem of their image in the future, the actresses who were also competitors could only keep their teeth in their stomachs even if their teeth were knocked out.
Wang Jingcao smiled. Taking advantage of the chaos around her, she got up and left the venue through the side tunnel. The situation had been decided. There was no need to watch anymore.
Qin Guan and Li Bingbing noticed Sister Wang's departure. Their eyes met. At that moment, they both warned each other to be on guard against Sister Wang.
Many years later, Li would be glad that he had been able to attend the award ceremony because of Qin Guan.
The host tried his best to get everyone's attention, but he didn't know that the farce was fermenting among the reporters. Silver Eagle Art Festival? How dare you do that?
Not only did you deceive the audience, you even dared to jump the line in front of so many media outlets. You're looking down on us entertainment reporters! "Translator's Thoughts
Heh, his backer is so strong. He really doesn't take you, a group of small shrimps, seriously.
A group of entertainment reporters rubbed their palms together. They didn't even have the mood to watch the other art awards. They were all waiting for the award ceremony to end. The first thing they did was to rush back to the hotel office and report the shocking scene that had happened that day.
In the temporary office that was transformed from a hotel, countless similar scenes were playing out.
Snowflake-Like photos, timely countdown data for the award ceremony, and countless articles full of accusations were sent out by email.
The media from Changsha rushed to their offices overnight, ready to burn the midnight oil and grab a headline for their websites.
It was a pity that the entertainment reporters' excitement only lasted for half an hour before they were knocked down by a heavy punch.
The phones of the entertainment reporters in the hotel started ringing one after another …
Ring! Ring!
"Hello, chief editor? Did you see the news I sent you? What? Not this one? Is there anything else? "
"What do you mean, chief editor? This is the biggest scandal of the Silver Eagle Art Festival. If you don't use this article, what are you thinking? If the other families explode before us, how much will our losses be? "
On the other end of the line, the chief editor was sitting in the dark office. He was woken up by the sudden call and hurried to the office. The flickering light from the laptop shone on his face.
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