The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 2029 Graceful Profile
Laughter, screams, and applause mingled and collided, creating a lively atmosphere at the Kodak Theatre.

In fact, the viewers watching the live broadcast on TV were no exception. They were still caught up in the "Sunflower" performance and were quite moved and shocked. Then Anson reappeared, holding the little golden statuette, as if he had been rewarded for his performance.

Emotions exploded in an instant, a frenzy beyond description.

Involuntarily, she slightly raised her chin, gazing at the screen, the camera, the stage, and the figure enveloped in the lights, her face filled with admiration.

A fervor surging from every corner enveloped Anson, and he could clearly feel the scorching heat on his skin; the oxygen began to thin.

Anson took a deep breath, a slight smile lingering on his lips. His mind was a turbulent sea of ​​thoughts that he couldn't quite make sense of. All sorts of chaotic ideas were crowded together. He hadn't expected to win the award, and he had never imagined such a moment. As a result, his mind went blank, and he didn't know how to express himself.

After a pause, Anson spoke.

"Otherwise you will fall into the mortal realm, unless I stay by your side..."

Huh!
The noise and heatwave momentarily froze; surging emotions hung suspended in mid-air, expressions unmoving, as if a pause button had been pressed, all frozen in place—

Anson was singing a cappella. It wasn't an acceptance speech; there was no eloquent emotion, no lengthy thanks, and not even any passionate exclamations.

He simply stood there, softly singing, his unaccompanied voice revealing all the emotions within, gently rippling through the melody.

Then, everyone stood there, listening intently, as if... as if the lingering emotions that had been swirling in their minds for sixty seconds ago, not yet digested and settled, were resounding again. Those feelings of emotion, passion, and happiness spread across their tongues, instantly filling their hearts and chests.

Thump, thump.

All that could be heard above my eardrums was the sound of my heartbeat, like drumbeats, following Anson's humming.

"You are a sunflower, you are a sunflower."

The drawn-out note trembled slightly, not from emotion or a sob, but simply because surging emotions poured into the notes and lyrics, transforming into music that flowed gently through the air, softly touching the heartstrings of every listener.

The next second, memories flooded in.

Memories of tonight's Kodak Theatre, memories of "Spider-Man 2"... and memories of listening to this song over the past six months, those days of sweet laughter with my lover, those days of chasing each other on skateboards under the sun with friends, those days of dancing and partying in bars.

My own memories fill every cell of my body, just like the background music in a movie—

You may not feel its presence immediately, but it has already become an integral part of your daily life, deeply ingrained in your being. The truly moving aspect of music lies not in the melody and lyrics, but in the memories it carries.

Anson stood in the center of the stage, bathed in the lights, and sang to his heart's content.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

A smile blossoms.

"Waaaaah...waaaah..."

The rhythm slowed down, the final note lingered, and finally disappeared into the air.

"Thank you!"

Anson raised the little golden statue in his hand, turned around gracefully without hesitation or lingering, waved his sleeves, and left without a trace, not even giving him time to react.

—Is that all?

The entire audience was plunged into a void of nothingness, completely stunned and unable to react.

It's widely known that a major reason for the increasingly lengthy Oscars ceremony is the unrestrained and lengthy acceptance speeches. So much so that ABC has had to consider extreme measures, such as using background music to interrupt the speeches and control their duration. At this year's ceremony, ABC even installed a timer at the front, starting a 30-second countdown each time a winner took the stage.

Everything was done to control the speaking time of the award winners.

As a result, Anson?
Of course, people haven't forgotten Anson's sensational acceptance speech at the Grammy Awards: "Thank you, I have to go now." It was just a single sentence, elegant and concise, that sparked countless discussions both inside and outside Hollywood, and even became a joke on "Saturday Night Live."

But it was the Grammys, and Anson had already given several acceptance speeches that night, so it was perfectly normal for him to show a different side of himself on one of them.

And right in front of us is the Oscars!

Especially considering the long-standing feud between Anson and the Academy, tonight's Oscar statuette holds even greater historical significance, and the result—

That's it?

They stared at each other in bewilderment, but there was no answer. When they looked up again and saw Anson's dashing and composed back, they finally realized what had happened.

Anson wasn't joking. Even the prince, who was presenting the award, was stunned for a moment and was several beats behind before he hurriedly caught up with Anson.

Snap, snap... Snap, snap, snap!

Applause rang out one after another, and various emotions could be seen in the exchange of glances, but in the end, they all turned into smiles, with the corners of their mouths slightly turned up.

Laughter, admiration, surprise, and most importantly, thunderous applause.

Indeed, Anson is Anson; he cannot be measured by common sense, and no one can predict his next move. He is a unique individual in the world.

A sudden gust of wind erupted, and the Kodak Theatre was like an active volcano, with waves of heat spreading outwards.

boom!
As the energy was released, Anson and the prince felt the shockwave coming from behind them. They both stopped and looked over, where they could see the entire audience standing up and applauding. They exchanged a glance, smiled at each other, and left the stage without lingering.

Passing through the side stage and returning backstage, you can see a bustling crowd in the distance. Beyoncé and Antonio are all still there, surrounding the stage exit in layers, with pairs of eyes waiting for Anson's triumphant return.

Among the dense crowd, the tall and strong Noah could be seen at a glance. He stared intently at Anson, but couldn't help wiping away tears. His slightly reddened eyes betrayed his inner turmoil. The tall and strong man was like a child with tears streaming down his face.

Seeing this, Anson tilted his head and said, "You've blocked the passage, and ABC is furious."

Hahaha!
The group burst into laughter. Before anyone could react, Anson held up the little golden statuette in his hand, glanced at it again, and said, "Well, this is an unexpected surprise."

Laughter spread everywhere, and everyone was laughing so hard they were falling over, creating a very lively atmosphere, even more enthusiastic than the atmosphere in the front.

At this moment, Anson stepped forward, handed the little golden statue to Noah, patted him on the shoulder, said nothing more, and joined the cheering crowd in front of him.

Noah, on the other hand, stayed behind, holding the little golden statue tightly, his heart surging with mixed feelings.

Backstage, the place was adorned with flowers and bustling with activity.

The atmosphere in the frontcourt was electric, with excitement and tension doubled.

With the Best Original Song award presented, the awards ceremony is officially coming to a close, and a series of prestigious awards are about to be unveiled.

The ultimate suspense of the entire awards season is about to be revealed.

(End of this chapter)