radicalducati Chapter 291 The actor's young lady 16
Chapter 291 The actor's young lady 16
Chapter 291 The actor's young lady 16
"God, he's crying watching this..."
Andre exclaimed.
Wen Chun raised her head with a faint smile, glanced at Mousse who was crying on the stage indifferently, then turned to Andre and said, "I don't know, I don't know him."
"Oh, that's such a pity. I thought the other party knew you. I watched the other party keep looking this way..."
"I don't know..." Wen Chun appeared with a smiling voice.
"Oh..." Andre was dubious.
As for Mousse on the stage, he really couldn't wait to see Wen Chun looking at him from the very beginning...
The other person's eyes can make him feel cold from the top of his head to his heels.
That kind of look at strangers, that kind of look at people who don't care...
It made him feel that it would be better if the other party looked at him with eyes full of hatred...
He is not afraid of being hated.
Because being hated means that the other party has him in his heart.
But not even hatred.
That would really be an irrelevant person.
He would rather be hated by the other party than be an insignificant person!
"Mu?" The hostess called out.
But Mousse was obviously immersed in the sad atmosphere, completely oblivious to the shouting of the host beside him.
The host can be said to be experienced in many battles, and quickly rounded up the scene: "It seems that our Mu is too excited now!"
"However, you can't be so excited, or what will happen when you win the best actor in the future."
A good-natured laugh followed.
"Come on, let's call out our excited Mu again!"
The host laughed and shouted again, and took a picture of Mousse at a blind spot of the camera, which made Mousse react.
"Sorry..." Mousse apologized softly.
The voice also has a unique hoarseness after crying.
Appear sensual and charming.
There was another kind laughter underneath.
Then there are the cliche words of gratitude to the country, the people, and various TV stations...
After Mousse thanked everyone for being able to thank him, he looked at Wen Chun's direction and said something that made others puzzled.
"And thanks to those who brought me on this road, I regret it, so, please, can you give me another chance..."
After finishing speaking, he didn't even dare to look at Wen Chun's expression, so he ran away in despair.
When he came down from the stage, he looked a bit embarrassed...
Wen Chun watched Mousse come down from the stage in a state of embarrassment, and put away the mocking smile with some pity.
What a wink to the blind.
She just broke out in her acting skills, and she made a mocking smile that could definitely hit the other party.
"Wen, your smile just now was scary... eerie..." Andre exaggeratedly crossed his shoulders and made a shrinking movement.
"Oh? Really?" Wen Chun smiled brilliantly.
"Ah, it shouldn't be..." Andre blinked suspiciously, the other party smiled so charmingly, how could it be a sinister smile...
He must have missed it...
Mousse returned to his seat, casually put the trophy on the seat, and hurried to the bathroom.
He couldn't bear it anymore...
The venue for the awards show is very luxurious...
Even the restroom is exquisite and clean.
He rushed into the bathroom in a hurry, and then closed the single door of the toilet.
Put the lid on the toilet, sit there and start crying.
Don't dare to make too much noise.
He covered his mouth with his hands, sobbing softly...
The eye circles were red, and even the tip of the nose was flushed.
Poor like a little animal that has just been abandoned.
In fact, he was indeed abandoned.
But it was he who abandoned the other party first in the beginning.
He thought he could simply leave in style.
He thought he would feel better after revenge.
But what he didn't expect was...
He lost to himself...
He can't be straight and unrestrained.
He couldn't feel better.
He can only, can only pray humblely, even humblely, that the other party can give him a little look...
But now it seems that even his gaze on this point has become a luxury...
"It's okay...it's okay..." Mousse said with trembling lips...
It's like cheering yourself up...
A look of madness flashed in his eyes.
"I still have a chance... I still have a chance..." The voice was trembling, small.
But the madness inside is shocking.
"I'm Mousse...how could anyone dislike me..."
Mousse subconsciously began to repeat Brother Chen's words to cheer him up.
Said it over and over again.
Rather than repeating Brother Chen's words, it would be better to say that he was giving hints to himself over and over again.
That way you won't have a mental breakdown.
But in fact, at this time, Mousse's state is already very dangerous.
After calming down for a long time, he stood up shakily and opened the door.
Turn on the tap.
Reach out and touch.
The cold water immediately stimulated Mousse's whole body sober...
He lowered his head, reached out to scoop up a handful of water and poured it on his face.
The whole person is awake for one.
Then put his hands on both sides of the sink, his chest heaved.
Panting, he looked at himself in the mirror with a pair of dull eyes.
After a long while, he reached out to wipe the mirror, then got up, cleaned himself up, and then returned to the awards ceremony.
The timing of Mousse's arrival is quite coincidental...
Wen Chun stood on the stage, sharp-eyed to see a picture of mousse walking towards his seat.
Then the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, the timing was just right...
It was Wen Chun and the host talking about business together again.
The atmosphere between each other is warm.
When Mousse sat back in his seat in a daze, he realized that the person receiving the award on the stage was Wen Chun.
Then there was surprise, and then sadness...
Surprised that Wen Chun was named queen today, sadly, he is just a little best supporting actor...
The gap between him and Wen Chun is getting bigger and bigger...
"It's just that I always have a question..." Wen Chun smiled and looked at the host, "That's the question I've been wanting to ask just now, where is my trophy?"
"Oh, dear, I thought you wouldn't ask!" the female host laughed, then stretched out her hand towards the backstage to make an invitation, and then said loudly, "Now we invite our Mr. Trophy!"
Wen Chun smiled lightly, these were actually arranged.
Of course, you still have to show a little surprise on your face.
Then Shen Yang appeared from behind wearing a suit and holding a trophy in his hand...
He walked at a leisurely pace, as if he had practiced many times, even as if the distance of each step had been measured.
But if you zoom in the camera, you will find that Shen Yang's fingers are trembling slightly...
Holding the trophy in front of his chest with one hand and the other behind his back, he walked over in a slightly awkward posture.
If you don’t tell me secret words, I will have difficulty giving birth every day...
(End of this chapter)