Ordinary actress with her super star husband

Hearing his name, Wen Yeyao felt unreal for a moment.

In a burst of crazy applause, he subconsciously wanted to look back at an Xiaochi, but was pushed to stand by the freckled boy.

The lights, the lens, the eyes of the audience, the attention of the world, this moment is focused on him.

Wen Yeyao straightened his back and looked back at an Xiaochi when the film crew came to embrace him and congratulate him.

Anxiaochi was still standing, and the redness of his palm did not stop.

She didn't know what she could see so far away from Wenye. She hoped that he could not see anything at this moment.

So she could hide her crying face.

Wen Yeyao stands on the stage.

He first hugged Anna and accepted the congratulations of the beautiful lady. Then he hugged Bernie and took the golden trophy from him.

This is a golden goddess, she represents love and art, but also represents justice and objectivity.

And now, she is in her own hands, firmly held by herself.

Wen Yeyao stood in front of the vertical microphone and looked down at the statue of goddess.

"I think I should say something first." A moment later, Wen Yeyao said in fluent and pure English: "but at this moment, my brain is blank. I don't know what to start with."

"Thank you for the sponsor of the film first!" someone cheered

Everyone laughed, and wenyeyao also laughed. In the laughter, he took a deep breath. "Yes, I need to thank so many people, including our lovely investors, who have contributed a lot."

The crowd clapped and laughed.

"Then I would like to thank Levins, the director who invited me to make this film, and Angus Milanell, the star of our film. He helped me understand the role of Ming better. And then I would like to thank all the staff of the crew who could not have made this film without their hard work and hard work. Next, I would also like to thank the assembly. This thanks, not only for the award, but also for the meaning behind it. "

He took a deep breath and stood on the stage that the film people all over the world yearn for, saying word by word: "maybe some people don't understand how difficult it is for me to get to this stage. This is not only my own efforts, but also the efforts of all Chinese films and even the efforts of all Asian filmmakers. There are a lot of actors like me in Asia, and there are many people who are better than me. But maybe today I am just a little more lucky than them, so I can stand here. I thank the conference for giving Asian actors an opportunity to express themselves. I also thank the conference for giving Asian actors a hope and a more accessible dream. As long as you work hard, as long as you really love movies, make really good movies, and cultivate really good actors, the goddess of justice, the Zeus award, and the world, will give you the best award. "

When Wen Yeyao said these words, the whole audience gradually became silent from the beginning. They looked at the man with yellow skin, black hair and black eyes on the stage, and saw that he held the goddess of justice tightly in his hand, and even exerted his strength to the point that his knuckles were white.

Perhaps for them, the best supporting actor is not particularly remarkable. As a native of the United States, they have a natural advantage. However, as an Asian actor who was always rejected by the mainstream film circles in the past, how can Chinese actors make it clear in a few words?

They only saw the beautiful oriental man kissing the goddess of justice, watching him turn around and bow to the sign of the meeting, and watch him silent for three seconds on the stage, then they managed to suppress his excitement.

No one spoke during this time.

No one is willing to destroy the present atmosphere of indescribable solemnity.

Warm night remote closed eyes, deep breathing, pressure down the surging heart.

When he opened his eyes again, he had already changed back to the gentle and elegant warm night at the beginning.

"Finally, I want to thank one more person..." Wen Yeyao said with a smile. As he spoke, his eyes searched for his most familiar figure under the stage. But when he saw her, Wen Yeyao was stunned.

An Xiaochi did not sit in her seat. She had been standing since just now. When Wen Yeyao finished her words and bowed to the giant statue of justice on the stage, she finally couldn't help squatting on the aisle, covering her mouth and crying.

Her tiny whimper was almost insignificant in the huge meeting hall. Her slender figure was behind everyone, and was not noticed by people, but Wen Yeyao saw it.

Looking at such an Xiaochi, he suddenly felt an indescribable impulse in his heart. The impulse came quickly and fiercely, which made his eyes suddenly red.

"I grew up to be a very planned person." He fixed his eyes on an Xiaochi and said slowly, "especially for me, the more important things are, the more I will plan well for fear of making mistakes. So, for 30 years, I've done almost nothing out of my plan. Why almost? Because then I met a person who made me feel that as long as I can catch her, plan or ceremony, it doesn't really matter"What I'm going to do next is actually very old-fashioned, not new, not romantic or surprising at all, but I still hope that she can promise me for the sake of my love for her."

Wen Yeyao began to walk under the stage as he spoke. Everyone looked at him and didn't know what he wanted to do.

At the beginning, he was able to hold his own pace, but the more he got to the back, the more anxious he became. When he got to the second half of the meeting place, he could almost say that he had trotted up.

He stood in front of an oriental girl in a long moon white dress.

The lovely oriental girl stood up in a daze and watched Wen Yeyao trot towards her.

It's like every time in the past.

Wen Yeyao holds the statue of justice, which represents honor and hope. Facing his favorite girl, the goddess of victory in his heart slowly kneels down on one knee.

"I'm not your king," he said clearly, "I'm just your loyal knight."

"I would like to solemnly swear to you, my princess and my goddess, that I will always be loyal to you, always love you, guard you, and stay close to you. I will give you my heart, my love, my life, all my life. If one day I lose you, it will be the end of the world for me, and I will no longer exist

Wen Yeyao takes the hand of an Xiaochi, who is full of tears again, and prints his most devout kiss.

"Miss an Xiaochi, will you marry me?"

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