The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1883 Come forward
Ryan stepped forward, but Anson had already seen through Ryan's strategy.

But Anson was unsure whether the shy and reserved Anna would be willing to be exposed on live television, or whether she was prepared to face the media's flashing lights.

Anson had experienced it himself, and he knew the power of such attention.

So, instinctively, Anson blocked his view, subtly hiding Anna, and stepped forward, saying, "Ryan, I thought I had gotten rid of you."

That one undisguised expression of disdain instantly drew all the attention, and Anna became perfectly invisible.

Ryan noticed it too, and reacted very quickly, laughing so hard he almost fell over. "Sorry, who can refuse Anson Wood? At least I can't."

"So, you met a fan on the red carpet?"

Anna carefully hid behind Anson, her heart pounding. She had no time to pay attention to the noise of the outside world; her eyes and mind were only focused on the figure in front of her.

She knew she was just a speck of dust hiding in the shadows, an insignificant existence. After this brief encounter tonight, she and Anson might never meet again.

But it doesn't matter.

One brush with her was enough; all her wildest, most romantic, and happiest fantasies came true, and she quietly buried her dreams deep in her soul.

Anson hid Anna behind him and laughed heartily, "I feel deeply honored that the Golden Globes are welcoming us in this way."

A rustling sound, a gentle breeze brought a burst of noise.

The unexpected turn of events gradually became apparent at the front of the red carpet; ABC's live broadcast cameras were once again focused on Anson, and media reporters swarmed around him.

The focus has returned to Anson.

ABC's live broadcast switched from Anson to Will Smith, once again highlighting Will's popularity, but then switched back to Anson in less than ten seconds.

Will Smith was left standing in the back.

Moreover, that wasn't all; the crowds, flashes of light, and cheers on both sides of the red carpet all silently surged toward Anson.

Like wheat fields swaying in the wind.

Will stood on the red carpet, surrounded by a surging crowd that filled his vision, but they were all empty shells, like walking corpses. His attention and mind had already flown to the back of the red carpet, where he could see Ryan laughing so hard he was doubled over, and Anson bathed in the spotlight.

Will was taken aback.

He was trying to control himself with all his reason and experience, but the roar in his mind was still surging.

shame.

In Will's career, he had never experienced such humiliation, not even a slap, because he disdained even a slap and completely ignored it.

Will was trembling slightly all over.

In the blink of an eye, the news spread like wildfire: how Anson saved the staff, why the staff had become so excited that they fainted, and now Anson was showing gentlemanly manners and taking control of the situation... all these stories spread from the Hilton Hotel and continued to spread.

ABC was broadcasting the event live, and TMZ had nothing to do with it. The entire North American continent witnessed the unfolding of the event immediately.

Red carpets and award ceremonies happen every year; but unexpected events and situations are commonplace.

But who could have imagined that a small, unexpected situation would reveal another side of Anson?
However, this time, Anson didn't want the camera to linger on him for too long. Ryan realized this and, after a brief exchange, left with the live streaming team.

Anson turned to Anna, who had been standing behind him, and asked, "Is everything alright?"

Before Anna could answer, Anson noticed that Anna was trembling—

After intense stress and burning, the body lacks energy and briefly tries to control itself.

Anson opened Anna's palm and placed the candy in her hand. "Thank you."

Anna was startled and looked up at Anson in a daze.

Even if someone should be thanking someone, shouldn't she be thanking Anson? Why should Anson thank her?
Anson smiled and said, "Thank you for liking me. Thank you for letting my faint light light up your life. I hope our paths will cross again in the future."

Thump, thump, thump. The world quieted down, all the noise disappeared.

Anna gazed quietly at Anson, feeling the beating of his heart in her chest, and little by little, she was completely captivated by those clear eyes.

Finally, Anson gave Anna another hug, gestured to the supervisor beside him, and then took a step.

Perhaps the live camera has moved away, but the eyes on both sides of the red carpet are still watching it all, and involuntarily, their blood is boiling.

In the crowd, someone shouted out first, though it's unclear who it was.

"Anna."

It's not Anson, it's Anna. Cheer for Anna!

The chubby, ordinary Anna would be inconspicuous in any ordinary life, let alone in Hollywood. She might even be the object of bullying, ostracism, and ridicule at school, useless and talentless, and might spend her whole life hiding in the shadows, living a mediocre life.

Nobody cares; even if they disappear, nobody will notice.

However, she continues to shine in her own way, using her own strength to ignite a faint ray of dawn.

She is not entirely without merit.

Like countless ordinary people in real life, they deserve their own moments. They do.

then.

"Anna!"

One sound, then another.

The audience cheered, and the media reporters and staff all looked at each other in disbelief, their faces filled with astonishment and surprise. They stared at what was happening around them, somewhat at a loss.

However, a deep-seated urge to try it out is awakening within me.

The next second, Anson, who had already reached the photo area, turned around, looked at the slightly shy Anna, and called out loudly.

"Anna!"

Anna instinctively looked over and spotted Anson in the crowd at a glance.

Anson raised his hands high and mouthed, "Jump. Jump." As he spoke, he jumped in place.

Anna was taken aback, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up. Although she was shy and reserved, she still raised her head and chest, and jumped up with her hands raised high.

One more time. And another.

Laughter burst forth naturally from her chest. Anna closed her eyes and screamed, "Ah!"

Instantly, the energy explodes.

The reporters, staff, and television crew couldn't contain themselves and started cheering, "Anna!"

As the dust settled, the manager stared at the scene before him, hardly believing his eyes. Had everyone gone mad tonight?
At the Golden Globe Awards, on the star-studded red carpet, everyone was calling out the name of a staff member, and it was all of them joining in the fun.

What... what is going on here?!

The supervisor wanted to reprimand and stop him, driven by professional instinct, but looking around, he couldn't help but smile. In the end, he couldn't control himself and burst into laughter, shaking his head and cheering.

"Anna!"

Never mind, things have come to this, let's party! This is one way to embrace entertainment to the death, isn't it? After all, this is the Golden Globes, anything is possible. Let's shed our burdens, break free of constraints, and join the party!

Thus, an unbelievable scene unfolded at the 62nd Golden Globe Awards.

(End of this chapter)