Among the four candidates, two are the male masters of the ancient soul, namely Yu Qingyu and Yan Luoning.

When the camera reaches the two of them, Yu Qingyu is about to yawn. As a result, she stifles them. Her eyes are stained with water vapor and looks like she is excited to cry.

Yan Luoning's expression was much more normal, and she was smiling, even with a trace of indifference.

It will only make people sigh that he looks really good-looking, is really God's feast.

But such a person can rely on his face, but on his talent.

If he won the movie king today, he would be more valuable.

Ming Ming, a little fresh meat who just started his career less than a year ago, has become more popular than the people who have been in the mixed circles for more than ten years. He is even protected by the official authorities. He is really lucky. Many people can say that he is jealous of the real wood name.

Lemon tree under the lemon fruit, now who is not a lemon essence?

"Next, let's invite Mr. Li Jiachao, our last film maker, to present awards for our last award."

The hostess said, there is a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes came up, took the card in the host's hand and began to read it.

Of course, in order to create a sense of surprise and expectation, the host will certainly say some witty words with the award guests to activate the scene atmosphere.

Yu Qingyu wants to yawn again. It's almost ten o'clock in the evening. He wants to go to bed.

But now the camera is constantly scanning him, his face will appear on the big screen from time to time, and he will be suffocating when he dozes off and wants to yawn again.

Holding his eyes red, yanluoning shook his hand under the chair and whispered, "Qingyu, even if you don't get the prize, you can't cry. I'm here."

Yu Qingyu: who is going to cry!

However, he tolerated and did not bear to go back, one is too many people, the other is too lazy to speak, let his own brain to make up for it.

Finally, they finished talking about the topic. When it came to announce the winner of the film emperor, they gasped again and again. They kept the other two candidates up and down and kept their smiles on the surface, but they probably scolded the MMP in their hearts.

Similarly, people watching live TV before the TV show are also gnashing their teeth at the gossip of the two people, but they have to continue to watch. They wait to announce the winner to see their reaction, and decide whether to black or blow.

Of course, if some people are not satisfied with the results, they will not be able to be diss for a year, and now netizens are so idle.

"The winner of the best man is It is... " Li Jiachao suddenly yelled: "congratulations on the actor of Ling ran, the male master of the ancient soul_ Yanlonin

The audience burst into thunderous applause. Yan Luoning's smile at the corner of his eyes was sincere. He stood up and hugged several male artists around him and clapped his hands.

Other people also sent their blessings. Yan Luoning was the last to hug Yu Qingyu. Yu Qingyu felt that holding him was several seconds longer than holding other guests. He patted him on the back, and the corners of his mouth cocked up. "Go, I'm here to watch you."

Yan Luoning hugged him heavily before he let go and strode to the stage. He was a step closer to his goal of letting Qingyu love spend money as much as he wanted. He was happy.

Yan Luoning took over the trophy and shook hands with Li Jiachao. He was about to say his acceptance speech when Li Jiachao suddenly interrupted him. His tone was not very good, "ha ha The young man is in a hurry. We still have an award to say. "

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