Chu Xi’s blood rushed to her brain, making her mind go blank for a mont. Her stiff body stood on the steps, staring at her own dark face on the big screen. The surrounding sounds seed to disappear. She felt like a clown bound in place, awkward and nowhere to hide.
"How could this be?"
Not far away, Fu Ya, who was equally dressed up and ready to steal the lilight tonight, was also frozen in her expression, fearfully clutching her agent’s sleeve, her palms drenched with cold sweat.
"Which award ceremony would co up with such a ridiculous award? This is an outrageous slap in the face, isn’t it? And tonight, from start to finish, nothing has gone as promised. ’Sunny Sumr’ hasn’t won a single award. All the decent awards have been taken by ’Little Luck’. The promised Best Actress award isn’t mine either. What’s going on here?"
Though she didn’t get it, neither did Jian Yao.
Tonight’s disgrace was probably shared by Jian Yao and her alike.
Because ’Little Luck,’ from the original author to the screenwriter to the director, and the male lead, all won awards, except the female lead didn’t get a single one.
The entire crew seed to exclude her. No matter who went up to receive an award, they unanimously ignored her, even the director and male lead thanked everyone without ntioning her once.
In the past, she enjoyed watching Jian Yao’s drama.
But now... she really wasn’t in the mood to watch anyone else’s drama because she wasn’t much better off herself.
"Is soone intentionally sabotaging us? Even Chu Xi got targeted; am I finished then?"
She was so frightened her face turned pale, like a startled bird.
Her agent did his best to comfort her, "Maybe we’re overthinking it; you never know. Don’t lose your cool. We’re still broadcasting live, and caras are capturing everything. If they capture you like this, who knows what the dia will write."
"I can’t even care about the dia!" Fu Ya whispered in agitation, "It must be Rong Yan! She definitely found out and caused trouble behind the scenes."
"Ya, lower your voice; if others hear you!"
Fu Ya couldn’t stop trembling, keeping her mouth shut while gazing at Chu Xi on the big screen, who’d lost all face, as if she saw her own downfall. She couldn’t calm herself down.
...
The award presenter on stage wished they could fling the award card away like tossing a dog. But the arrow was already notched; she had to let it fly. She steeled herself, held the microphone, and softly said again: "Miss Chu?"
"Miss Chu, congratulations on winning the Most Improved Award of the Year."
She was urging Chu Xi to hurry up on stage to receive the award.
If Chu Xi wouldn’t go up, she couldn’t co down.
Chu Xi’s ears buzzed, as if she heard the fans in the venue co back to their senses and start to whisper to each other.
"Oh, this is the first ti I’m hearing about such an award."
"The Most Improved Award of the Year must an her acting is bad, right? Frankly, I think her acting is just so-so, not as hyped as in the news. I can’t understand how she got the ma Best Actress. Is there so underhanded deal?"
"An international Best Actress with a Douban rating of 4.8, no wonder she won the Most Improved Award of the Year; she deserved it, no doubt."
"I heard she even suppressed our male god behind the scenes. Just because her lousy film wasn’t as well-received as our male god’s Lu Hanguang, she used her influence in the circle to deliberately ruin several endorsents for our male god. I rember the studio released our male god’s comrcial shooting schedule before, and the next day that schedule was gone. There were several similar incidents afterwards too."
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