The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1247 Tribute to Dreams
"'Midsummer Midnight', August 31st Band!"

Subconsciously, Anson was about to stand up and applaud, but he paused slightly.

Wait, who?

The next second, Anson saw the camera lens pointed at him, and the red light reminded him:
Live broadcast is in progress.

Thoughts and reactions came out like a tide, and a smile rose up involuntarily——

Won the award, again.

This time it's Album of the Year, the most important award in the entire ceremony.

It all started with a chance encounter on the streets of Manhattan.

Sure enough, life is full of surprises. They will encounter countless lows and setbacks, as well as countless problems that cannot be solved and have no answers.

But at the same time, life is full of adventures, miracles and dreams. In the limited time of life, we should bravely explore the different possibilities of life.

All of this is so incredible, yet so... wonderful. Just because of a brave attempt and an adventure of exploration, they opened the door to a whole new world and opened up the possibility of life.

Happiness gushes out of my chest.

Suddenly, Anson stood up, not trying to hide his joy.

Looking around, Connor was stunned, Lily was trying to verify, and Miles had a look of astonishment on his face, and the focus in his eyes had completely disappeared.

Confused, they couldn't believe what was happening.

"We, it's us!"

Anson hugged Miles, then hugged Connor and Lily respectively, using the force of body collision to wake them up and regain their balance.

Then, step onto the stage——

clap clap.

clap clap clap!
Applause is gathering gradually.

You can clearly see the sparse figures at the Staples Center standing up like dominoes, faster and faster, and in a blink of an eye, all the guests stood up and clapped their hands with all their might.

Unpopular?
Indeed, from a rational perspective, this is indeed a dark horse.

However, after a brief moment of shock and surprise, the overwhelming joy and happiness in my mind would not lie, showing my true reaction -

After the shock and impact of the opening performance in the second half, who could resist the band August 31st?
Pure and simple, sincere and passionate, innovating yet returning to basics, boldly breaking the shackles while returning to the most essential form of music.

Sincerity gives life to music.

Even now, long after the performance ended, I can still easily evoke the echoes and resonances of those notes and drum beats in my mind.

Bang bang, bang bang bang!

My heart was pounding against my chest. An excitement and jubilation that was difficult to describe in words continued to surge, and finally turned into applause, joining in the carnival.

August 31st band is worth it.

Miles and the others followed Anson, stepping deep and shallow in the clouds, and thunderous applause broke out enthusiastically and violently.

Inexplicably, a confusing clarity surged up.

Miles burst into tears.

He thought he was calm and rational enough not to lose control.

However, he still failed.

When Lily saw this scene, she burst out laughing and mocked Miles harshly; but she never expected that tears would also rise along with her smile. She hurriedly wiped the tears from her cheeks and laughed wildly.

Connor's face was full of worry: What should I do? They both seem crazy.

In front, Anson had already stepped onto the stage amid the roar of cheers and applause from the audience, and received the fourth phonograph trophy of the night from Carlos. Anson exhaled lightly and looked up at Miles.

It turned out that Miles and the other three spontaneously stepped back to make way, each busy trying to cover up their embarrassment, standing side by side with their heads lowered, like children who had done something wrong and were called to the principal's office.

Anson couldn't help but chuckle at this scene, and smiled.

Anson understood what they meant. They had had their moments to shine and now it was Anson's turn to stand in the spotlight and receive applause.

They all thought that Newcomer of the Year was the band's last chance tonight on August 31st, but they never expected that there would be twists and turns and a sequel.

This opportunity belongs to Anson.

Anson, did not refuse.

He turned around, took a step forward, stopped in front of the microphone, and looked down at the phonograph trophy in his hand.

Even though this was the fourth trophy of the night, it took me until now to calm down and take a closer look, and the trophy still looked particularly unfamiliar.

The golden halo rotated in the bell of the phonograph, and the heavy weight fell into the palm of my hand. The pull of gravity pulled my heart slowly down, and I used my whole body to feel the enthusiasm and surge of the moment.

The weight of this trophy is heavier than expected.

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I raised my head and looked forward. All the guests in the audience remained standing. Those pairs of eyes filled with joy and excitement gathered in the golden lights of the venue. For a moment, I had the illusion of standing in the center of the world.

From the Emmy Awards to the Grammy Awards, Anson never expected this day to come.

The former is a guest appearance; the latter is an interlude.

However, just like life, those who keep a relaxed attitude and enjoy the time are the first to reap the rewards.

Joy. Happiness. That's what matters.

But it still doesn’t feel real.

"Carlos, Faith, I'm sorry, are you sure there is no mistake in the winning result?"

A joke made the whole audience burst into laughter.

Someone immediately started to make a fuss, “Check it again” and “Maybe you read it wrong”.

Anson heard it and shrugged lightly. "If it was awarded in error, please confirm it as soon as possible, otherwise I refuse to return this trophy. No matter what happens, I will never give it back."

Haha, hahaha.

Whistles, boos and cheers came one after another.

As a result, Anson's smile bloomed unreservedly.

“It’s hard to believe that everything started with a chance encounter on the streets of Manhattan, where a few young people who loved music and playing met and decided to try something and take on some challenges.”

"It's not because we believe that one day we will be able to stand on the Grammy Awards stage and accept those envious and jealous gazes..."

The scene was filled with laughter!

"It's because we believe in music, the power and warmth of music, and that music is a miracle that can allow different souls to find resonance and collide to create sparks, and ultimately produce different ripples."

“And then, this is what happened.”

"I believe we are not a minority. I believe that the audience who are watching the award ceremony live on TV at this moment - maybe not synchronously..."

Hahahahahahaha.

The applause rushed into the laughter like a torrent, roaring and stirring in the entire audience.

Anson should be the only guest tonight who exposed the delayed live broadcast, right?
Higgins, who was standing backstage, couldn't help but slap his forehead. Anson was indeed Anson. He was still joking at the last moment. The live director's furious voice came from the headphones, but this time, Higgins took off the headphones.

The award ceremony is almost over, there is no need to hold on to it.

Why so serious, huh?
(End of this chapter)