My Healing Games

Chapter 513 Well-deserved
The spotlight shone on Han Fei, and everyone's eyes were on him.

The Best Supporting Actor at the age of 26, a dark horse who emerged from countless actors, won the recognition of fourteen judges with only two works.

Unlike previous years when the difference was only one or two votes, he won fourteen votes, something the actors and directors present hadn't seen in a long time.

In the selection of young actors alone, Han Fei lost to Bai Cha, but in the competition among all supporting actors in the whole year, Han Fei came out on top.

This already speaks volumes. No matter how many reasons white tea has, the difference in acting skills is too obvious; it's simply not good enough.

The reason why film festival awards are so prestigious is because of their fairness. The joint choice of the fourteen judges this time can also be seen as a confrontation with the investors.

Those who truly understand acting know very well that there is a type of award where if you don't give the award to someone, it doesn't mean they are not good enough, but rather that the award itself is not good enough.

The unanimous selection of Han Fei by the fourteen judges was not only to uphold fairness and remedy the authority of the film festival awards, but also to defend the rights of the judges and prevent them from being undermined by those with ulterior motives.

In recent years, investors have had an increasing influence on the film and television industry. The fourteen industry leaders may have also considered this. Although they did not communicate privately, they made a very consistent choice.

If investors chose white tea based on commercial value, then they chose Han Fei from an artistic perspective.

"Hurry up and go up on stage to receive your award." Director Zhang gently nudged Han Fei: "You were upset about losing such a small prize, but now look what you've done, they've given you a whole watermelon."

Standing up, Han Fei, impeccably dressed in a suit, smiled.

Since winning the award for white tea, his emotions seem to have remained largely unchanged.

Under the spotlight, Han Fei walked toward the center of the film festival stage.

"Next, please welcome tonight's award presenter—national comedian Yinghuo!"

As the screen rotated, Yinghuo, who wasn't very old but whose hair was already half-white, walked onto the stage. Looking at Han Fei, he seemed to see his own spirited self from his youth.

However, compared to himself, Han Fei was more composed and mature.

"Mr. Yinghuo, could you please say a few words? You are a national-level comedian, so why did you choose Han Fei, a suspense actor, as the best supporting actor?" The female host was a little excited to see Yinghuo.

"In your eyes, he is an excellent actor in thrillers and suspense, but I think he is the best comedian I have ever seen." Firefly accepted the trophy from the hostess: "Comedians can not only bring people smiles, but also hope. When you see him, you will put down the fatigue of life, be inspired by his strength, and have the confidence to walk out of the darkness. Isn't that enough?"

Han Fei walked onto the stage, and Yinghuo handed him the trophy, saying, "Well deserved."

National comedian Yinghuo gave the trophy to Han Fei, which seemed to be a kind of passing on of the torch. Yinghuo, who had not appeared in the public eye for six years, seemed to have come to the film festival for this moment.

As Han Fei picked up the trophy, a highlight reel of his story from the novel "The Suspense Novelist" began playing on the giant screen behind him.

He stood in the center of the stage just as Spider walked out of the Butcher's House.

The spotlight shone on Han Fei, while a ray of sunlight illuminated the spider's cheek.

They looked into the distance together, their gazes seemingly overlapping.

Standing in the darkness and looking up at the light, everything seems within reach, yet everything also seems so far away.

After delivering his remarks, Han Fei stepped off the stage amidst applause.

With a smile on his face and his usual calm demeanor, Han Fei exuded an incredibly powerful aura. No one knew what he had been through, yet he remained composed in the large hall with hundreds of people.

Bai Cha, sitting in the audience, gritted his teeth, gripping the trophy tightly in his hand, his eyes fixed on Han Fei. But throughout the entire award ceremony, Han Fei didn't glance at him once.

Back in his seat, the crew of "The Suspense Novelist" cheered, and many well-known film and television industry veterans greeted Han Fei in a friendly manner.

At this moment, the live broadcast was flooded with the phrase "well-deserved," and not only Han Fei, but also Zhuang Ren, who angrily criticized the judges, began to gain followers rapidly.

Although the old man is jokingly called the king of bad movies, his table-slamming gesture and sharp, accurate comments show that he is an artist of skill and integrity.

"Winning a major award for your first offline film role, especially since you don't have any company to help you, Han Fei, I feel like I underestimated your potential before." Director Zhang was genuinely happy for Han Fei. The more popular an actor is, the more face the director will have.

"I never thought about it either." Han Fei looked at the trophy in his hand. In the past, he had only dreamed of the Outstanding Young Actor Award. He had never even dared to dream of such a substantial award.

Since starring in "Twin Flowers", the smears and slander against Han Fei have never stopped. 55 Entertainment thought it could easily destroy Han Fei, but along the way, 55 Entertainment underwent a major change, and Han Fei stood on the award stage at the film festival.

"I really want to share this joy with everyone."

For some reason, Han Fei thought of his neighbors in the deeper world.

When something happy happens, we want to share it with our closest loved ones; this is probably a human habit in itself.

The film festival continued, and Han Fei received many congratulatory messages on his phone, which he quietly replied to.

Li Xue: "Don't worry about that award. If you need any help, just let me know. Bai Cha has investors behind her, and you have the police behind you."

Li Xue: "Wow, that's exciting! Congratulations! Yinghuo was absolutely right! No wonder you're a national comedian!"

After seeing Li Xue's message, Han Fei lowered his head and began to reply. He sent Li Xue the plastic surgery murder cases he had previously investigated: "I really need help right now. Could I meet with the families of the victims in these two cases?"

"???"

Upon receiving the file, Li Xue was probably stunned for a long time before sending a message to Han Fei: "Weren't you at the awards ceremony? I just saw you on the live stream."

"Yes, but didn't you say you'd let me know if you needed help?"

"I was just trying to comfort you." Li Xue took the documents: "These are all old cases, I need to consult with my superiors."

"Thank you." After replying to the message, Han Fei continued to study plastic surgery cases. He had already found various traces of the faceless woman in some cases. In one of the crime scene photos, whether it was due to the shooting angle or other reasons, a faceless woman was vaguely reflected on the floor tiles.

I just got back from running errands, and there are still two more nights to go!
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