Disaster Artist

Disaster artist text volume 1490 golden age line of sight, bustling crowds all gathered towards Zhan Shi'an, and could even feel the faintly surging heat wave in the air, almost burning.

Lu Qian was a little nervous. He wasn't nervous at first, but the atmosphere in the Highland Theater was burning against his skin, and his heart beat faster, as if he could feel the rush of adrenaline.

Looking forward to it?

It would be hypocritical to say that there is no expectation.

Although Lu Qian has always maintained a calm mind, at this point in the awards ceremony, ambitions are still surging in his chest, and all the blood in his limbs swarms towards his heart.

buzz, buzz...

Above the eardrum, there was a roar, so that the fingertips trembled slightly.

However, he is not alone.

To be more precise, he wasn't the most nervous one.

On the right hand side, Ji Xu's whole body is like a bow and arrow stretched to the extreme, sitting upright, from toes to hair are all tense, even his eyes are slightly stiff, every cell in his body is full of tension.

On the left, Song Jiangchao tried to force a smile, but he was almost crying. He was even ten times more nervous than when Best Supporting Actor revealed the answer. His fingertips kept shaking and biting the inner wall of his mouth, so that Lu It hurts to look at it.

Seeing such a scene, Lu Qian, the person involved, relaxed instead, and couldn't help being amused, and a smile rose slightly at the corner of his mouth.

Snapped. Snapped.

Lu Qian patted Song Jiangchao's arm lightly, and reminded in a low voice.

"Relax, relax!"

Song Jiangchao turned his head numbly to look at Lu Qian, pulled out a smile uglier than crying, and blinked his eyes, "What if it's not the director?"

"Then come back next year." Lu Qianyun said calmly.

Song Jiangchao couldn't help being stunned: Why didn't he think of this?

Looking at Song Jiangchao's simple expression, Lu Qian's nervousness has completely relaxed, and a light smile slowly overflows from the depths of his eyes.

Then, Lu Qian turned his head to look at Ji Xu again, and lightly bumped Ji Xu with his shoulder.

Ji Xu was taken aback, turned his head reflexively, and gave Lu Qian a fierce look, as if he was about to eat people.

Lu Qian didn't say much, just looked at Ji Xu quietly, holding back his laughter very hard, and his eyes were full of jokes and jokes.

Ji Xu gritted his teeth and gave Lu Qian a hard look. After all, he didn't say much, and turned his head to look forward again, holding his breath.

bang bang bang bang...

Heartbeat like a drum.

The whole world was in turmoil.

Zhan Shi'an could clearly sense the atmosphere at the scene, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and the fingers that tore open the envelope paused for a moment, and he could clearly feel the astonishment of the Highland Theater gasping, which made Zhan Shi'an's eyes reveal a touch of satisfaction, and then he tore the envelope completely. Opened the envelope. 33

The audience was silent.

Zhan Shi'an glanced at the envelope, raised his eyebrows lightly, showing the original expression, but he didn't speak for a long time, which made the whole Highland Theater hold his breath, and even the sound of heartbeat had disappeared——

Lu Qian? Zhang Jie? Mu Zhenghai? Or is it a shocking and unpopular birth?

One second, two seconds...

The passage of time began to become extremely slow, as if after a whole century, the oxygen in the chest cavity would be insufficient, and it would explode in the next second.

Then, Zhan Shi'an's voice finally came from the microphone.

"...The winner of the Best Director Award at the 89th Golden Book Awards is..."

a pause.

"Lu Qian, 'City of Falling Stars'."

ah! Ahhh!

Song Jiangchao jumped up, jumped up high, and cheered uncontrollably, as if he was the name that Zhan Shi'an said.

Ji Xu clenched his fists and stood up abruptly, without shouting or roaring or making any sound, just clenched his fists and kept waving.

Ahhh! Ahhh!

"A Qian won the prize, Mom, it's A Qian! A Qian!"

Lin Hanzhou raised his hands high, like a child, standing on the seat, jumping and circling, with a bright smile in full bloom.

Lin Changyang and Zhuo Yuying also stood up, smiling from the bottom of their hearts, and cheering and celebrating with Lin Hanzhou.

ah! Ahhh! ah…

Su Ziyi, Bai Cheng and the others stood up one after another, like octopuses, and kept patting Lu Qian's back.

Chen Mu hesitated for a moment, then stood up, and hammered Lu Qian's back as if taking the opportunity to vent his anger. Hearing the slapping sound, the smile on the corner of his mouth bloomed wantonly, and he even controlled I couldn't help laughing out loud.

As a result, Lu Qian turned his head and looked at Chen Mu.

Chen Mu: ...

Wide-eyed and small-eyed.

Then, Chen Mu patted Lu Qian again, gritted his teeth and said, "Congratulations, I am congratulating you, can't you?"

The smile on the corner of Lu Qian's mouth rose slightly, "Thank you".

Such a light sentence made Chen Mu shudder, he shivered involuntarily, shrank his shoulders, and muttered curse, "Devil."

Lu Qian withdrew his gaze, surrounded by congratulatory crowds. In the dark crowd, he saw Ji Xu.

The sentimental guy was secretly wiping his tears, and then clapped and cheered pretending to be okay, but his eyes were filled with tears again in a blink of an eye.

Only they themselves know the hardships and difficulties along the way.

Lu Qian's throat also choked up slightly, and before he had time to say anything, the raging crowd pushed him out of his seat and headed to the stage.

Zeng Yuanwen and Li Wenzhen have already rushed out, waiting for the road ahead, there are Dong Ruixi, Guan Zhou, Spielberg and other familiar faces, although because of the distance, there is no way to come, UU reading www.uukanshu .com still stood up, sending blessings with eyes and a smile.

Lu Qian hugged Zeng Yuanwen and Li Wenzhen respectively, and then continued to move forward, climbing up the steps, and he could see Zhan Shi'an with open arms to express his welcome.

"Congratulations!" Zhan Shi'an handed the trophy to Lu Qian, and then gave Lu Qian a firm hug, "Excellent work, you deserve it."

"Thank you", after Lu Qian expressed his gratitude, he stepped in front of the microphone, and the turbulent thoughts in his mind were too turbulent to sort out.

"call…"

Lu Qian let out a long breath, "I can't believe it, I defeated Spielberg and took the trophy from James Ann, this really reminds me of the golden age of movies, maybe, we are now in the second in history In the golden age of movies, who can tell me that this is not a dream."

First bursts of laughter, then applause, and finally another burst of laughter—

In just one sentence, Lu Qian has easily controlled the audience.

But for Lu Qian, things are still not easy, and there is no sense of reality.

He couldn't help but look down at the trophy in his hand. He felt a little strange. It seemed that it was not as heavy as he imagined, but it seemed heavier than he imagined. The heavy weight fell in his palm and accumulated in his heart bit by bit. Above, and then, the fingertips trembled slightly.

All along, he thought he was ready, but it was only when he really held the trophy in his palm that he could clearly understand:

No amount of preparation is enough. Only by experiencing it can you feel the energy that is about to explode in your heart.

So turbulent, yet so real.

Some people died, but not completely dead...