Dressed As The Deviant's Boss Beloved

But his reaction was disappointing.

No imagined anger, no expected abuse, and no one expected to leave on the spot.

At the beginning, the winner of the first rotten sour plum was a little bit of a red one. He was usually so gentle and friendly, generous and polite. But when he heard his name, his eyes turned red. Before he left, he kicked his seat hard. His appearance of gaffe made him laugh.

It's reasonable to say that people like Ye Xian, who are natural and sentimental to death, should react more fiercely when they win the rotten sour plum award. However, there is no expression on his face. Looking at the award words on the big screen, he seems to have no sense of shame and humiliation.

Ye Xian didn't respond, did he

[I also think he didn't realize that he won this award, otherwise it shouldn't be this kind of expression, right

[the lights are all on him. The name of the venue is so loud. He is not a fool. How can he not know? "

Oh, my God, that's too calm, isn't it

[he's so steady. How can I feel that his expressionless face makes me feel sad

Ye Xian listened carefully to the winning words on the screen, straightened his clothes and got up.

"Is he leaving?"

Is he leaving

[sure enough, I didn't respond just now. I'm leaving now]

Cary looks at Ye Xian who gets up and thinks that he's going to leave, just like everyone else, but Lin Yan seems to see something and reaches out his hand slightly to stop him. "You don't need to receive this kind of award."

He was in the dark, but there was a light in his eyes. There was worry and sympathy in the light.

But ye Xian just laughed, "no need."

Then he pushed his hand away.

Lin Yan didn't know whether he said don't stop or don't sympathize. He just felt that the people he had seen were so strange at the moment.

Just when everyone thought that ye Xian was going out of the hall, ye Xianjing went straight to the award stage.

"No way!"

"Is he going the wrong way?"

There was another uproar in the venue, as well as on the barrage.

My mom, what's his direction? Is he going to go on stage to receive the prize

No, what's the rhythm? Scared me into my arms, husky]

[I'll just say that his act of tidying his clothes just now is more like going to receive a prize than going away!]

[Three Outlooks split, what can I do? I can't watch it, but I really want to watch it. My God, who will receive this kind of award? How strong should I feel in my heart

What can ye Xian do

The spotlight followed Ye Xian all the way. He was light footed, thin, and his eyes were as cool as water. When he passed the first row of VIP seats in the venue, he heard an extremely cold voice of a man, "stop."

There was no discussion or advice in the voice line, but only a low mandatory order.

But ye Xian didn't seem to hear it. Li didn't give a word and went on the stage.

Pang Kai, holding the iPad in his hand, swallowed his saliva nervously and looked at the cold face of the president.

Just now, the award of rotten sour plum was announced on the stage. Although the president was puzzled, he didn't have any expression. But when Miss Cheng read out Ye Xian's name, he obviously saw that the president's face was suddenly cold, his eyes were cold, and even his whole body temperature dropped a few degrees.

The president was angry, and it was extremely rare.