you are my joy

Chapter 1063 must win the newcomer award

The awards ceremony will start at [-]:[-] pm and will be broadcast live.

Many people stood in front of the TV and mobile phones early, waiting to watch the awards ceremony tonight.

Before eight o'clock, the staff knocked on the doors of the celebrity dressing rooms one by one to inform them that they could come to the scene to take their seats.

Yan Xi and Qiao Zhiqin left the dressing room and met Patriarch Song in a wheelchair in the corridor.

An elderly man pushed him and he was talking to the staff.

Yan Xi's brows moved slightly, the dim light in his eyes disappeared without a trace in the blink of his eyes, and he walked past them indifferently.

The surrounding air pressure became inexplicably cramped, and Patriarch Song couldn't help but glance in the direction Yanxi left.

His eyes swept across his profile in a hurry, Patriarch Song narrowed his eyes, and the coldness and darkness in his eyes emerged little by little.

Feng Xuan, who came out of another dressing room, noticed a change in Patriarch Song's aura, stood in front of him with his head slightly lowered, and said respectfully:

"Sir, it's time for us to enter and take our seats."

Patriarch Song looked at the direction Yanxi left, and asked in a cold voice:
"The artists of Guangsheng Entertainment are also shortlisted for the Golden Elephant Award?"

Feng Xuan followed his line of sight, only seeing the backs of Della and Zhong Lun disappearing around the corner, and replied:

"Yes, a nomination for Shidi and a nomination for the Rookie Award."

Patriarch Song raised his head and glanced at him coldly.

"Why didn't I hear you mention it?"

Feng Xuan pursed his lips, "I thought...you knew."

Patriarch Song's complexion suddenly sank, and a sinister sneer escaped from his throat, and the surrounding air seemed to condense into frost.

"Heh! During the past few years in Yuncheng, you are used to being leisurely. You didn't report such important news? If I knew, what else would I need you to do?"

Feng Xuan tensed his nerves and lowered his head even lower.

"I'm sorry, sir, it was my oversight."

There are too many things happening in Yehua Entertainment recently, and he can't handle them at all.

In addition to the continuous termination of the artist's contract by the company, the investment and the progress of the drama that was previously under pressure are also very pessimistic.

Either the investment was in vain, or the drama could not be broadcast.

This time, a newcomer finally got shortlisted for the Newcomer Award, but these days they are still clamoring to terminate the contract.

He tried every means to keep him, so he didn't have the extra energy to pay attention to Guangsheng Entertainment.

Patriarch Song narrowed his eyes and gave him a cold look, then turned his gaze to the butler behind him.

"How's the inquiry about the newcomer award going?"

"The organizing committee didn't reveal a word about the results of all the awards. Even the staff here don't know the results. Look at this..."

"Think of a way, I want Yehua Entertainment's artists to win this newcomer award!"

Patriarch Song said, pushing the wheelchair away by himself, with a vicious glint in his eyes.

He didn't believe that his dignified Song family couldn't win a rookie award by using all their connections.

……

At the same time, Song Jianghuai drove back to Song's house, and the servants couldn't help being a little surprised when they saw him.

This young master of the Song family seems to be the future heir of the Song family, the only son of the head of the Song family, but the relationship between the father and son can be described as incompatible.

Patriarch Song obviously didn't trust his son, and was on guard against Song Jianghuai all the time.

And Song Jianghuai didn't have much affection for his father, but he had a deep affection for the lady upstairs who didn't go out all the year round.

Every time I go back to Song's house, I don't necessarily have dinner with the head of the house, but I will definitely stay in Mrs. Yun's room for a while before leaving.

Sure enough, as soon as Song Jianghuai entered the villa, it wasn't Patriarch Song who asked him, but Mrs. Yun upstairs.

"Has Aunt Yun had dinner yet?"

Maid: "I have eaten, but I still eat in the room."

"Ah."

Song Jianghuai responded, took off his coat, and quickly looked around the living room.

"Where's my dad?"

"The head of the family left in the afternoon because of something, young master, do you want dinner? I'll let the kitchen prepare it?"

The servant kept his head down, not seeing Song Jianghuai's gloomy eyes flashing past.

"No, I've already eaten and I'll be leaving in a while."

As he spoke, he raised his foot and walked upstairs.

Seeing him go upstairs, the servant knew that he was going to visit Mrs. Yun again, so he retreated wisely.

Going to Mrs. Yun's room, the servant serving Mrs. Yun saw Song Jianghuai, his eyes immediately became defensive, and he bent his body expressionlessly.

"Master."

"I'm going to see Aunt Yun."

Song Jianghuai's tone was not asking for her consent, but more like a notice.

As he said that, he lifted his foot and walked into the room.

The servant hurriedly took a step across, blocking his way.

"Young Master, the Patriarch is not at home tonight, I'm afraid..."

Song Jianghuai slowly narrowed his deep eyes, his eyes were like sharp blades, stabbing into the servant's body one after another.

"My dad told you not to allow me to visit Aunt Yun?"

The servant was shocked by his dark and fierce eyes, and lowered his head in fear.

"Not really, but..."

"Without the master's instructions, you, as a servant, made your own decisions and stopped me again and again. Do you take me, the young master, seriously!"

Song Jianghuai's deep voice was full of momentum, and he slammed into the servant's ear. Suddenly, there seemed to be a cold wind whistling around, and the servant couldn't help shivering, and couldn't help but bend even lower up.

"Eldest young master, you also know how important Madam Yun is to the Patriarch, if something goes wrong, I can't bear it!"

For so many years, Mrs. Yun has been kept captive in the villa, and it is almost impossible for her to step out of the house.

Even so, every time the head of the family goes out, he will send extra bodyguards to guard near the villa.

Obviously it was to prevent Mrs. Yun from escaping.

But today the young master came to visit Mrs. Yun when the Patriarch was away, so she inevitably became wary.

After all, this person has never had much affection for the Patriarch, but has deep affection for Mrs. Yun.

Who knew he wouldn't have two hearts.

Song Jianghuai, who had lost his patience, suddenly turned cold, and suddenly pinched the servant's neck, his deep and cold eyes were full of gloom and coldness, with a hint of killing intent faintly flowing.

"Don't forget, I am the young master of the Song family! No matter what you are worried about, you have no right to stop me!
I endured it last time, and I can let you go this time, but if there is a next time, don't even want your life! "

As soon as the words fell, Song Jianghuai threw the servant out forcefully.

With a bang, the servant was thrown against the door. The head that hit the door was dizzy for a moment, and his weak body slowly slid to the ground. His face was pale without a trace of blood, and the defense in his eyes was replaced by panic and fear.

At that moment just now, she always felt that the young master would cut her neck off in the next second.

Obviously, what the young master said is not just words.

If she provokes him again, he will really kill her!

(End of this chapter)