The Montenegrin director pinched his throat with both hands, tilted his head to the side, and had an uncomfortable expression: "I...... I'm out of breath, get me my medicine. ”

It took Ma Lulu a long time to understand what he meant, she quickly took out a quick-acting heart-saving pill, poured a handful into her hand, and poured it all into the mouth of the Black Mountain director at once.

The Montenegrin director coughed and swallowed, almost choking to death, and finally came to his senses and looked at the stage in despair: "It's over, it's really over this time, and I lost to that kid surnamed Yang."

The results I have worked hard for decades have been ruined in one move. ”

Seeing the Black Mountain director like this, Ma Lulu was also very scared, but her mind turned quickly: "My dear, don't say that, we still have a chance, the most important Best Film Award has not yet been awarded, as long as we win this award, we are still the final winners." ”

The Montenegrin director immediately cheered up: "That's right, I can't admit defeat yet, I must win the Best Film Award." ”

Inside a private room in a luxury hotel.

Fang Xiaozhong, Cao Jinhua and Fang Ke were all dumbfounded when they saw Yang Zijun win the third award.

Fang Xiaozhong and Fang Ke turned their heads at the same time and looked at Cao Jinhua meaningfully.

Cao Jinhua suddenly laughed maniacally: "Impossible...... How is it possible, that kid hasn't even finished college, how can he have such great ability! I don't believe it!"

Fang Fang cried with a sad face: "Mom, although I don't want to believe this fact, it's true." ”

Fang Xiaozhong also immediately relieved his daughter-in-law: "Jinhua, don't be excited, these are all our own people, and your oath doesn't need to be counted." ”

Cao Jinhua cried out all of a sudden, and sat down on the chair dejectedly: "What went wrong? Yang Zijun, this kid, can actually raise his eyebrows?"

The private room fell silent for a moment, and no one spoke again.

Inside the theater.

After the two female guests announced the winners, they immediately handed the scene back to Tony.

Tony walked onto the stage with a natural expression of disbelief on his face: "Oh roar! It's so exciting, this film festival has made history."

The Viska Film Festival has a history of nearly 100 years since its inception, and no one has ever won three awards in a row at so many Viska Film Festivals.

I'm getting more and more curious about where this Mr. Yang Zijun is sacred. ”

The broadcast camera and the audience's eyes all turned to Yang Zijun's seat, which was still empty, without half a figure.

Tony pretended to shrug his shoulders in disappointment: "It's a pity, it seems that this Mr. Yang Zijun is really busy, and he still hasn't come back at such an important moment, so we can only ask Miss Fang Fei to replace Mr. Yang Zijun again and come to the stage to accept the award." ”

The audience applauded thunderously.

Tony and the two female guests on the stage also applauded, watching Fang Fei get up from his seat.

Having already had the experience of receiving the award in the previous two times, Fang Fei's movements this time were more elegant and decent.

She first waved to the audience, then gracefully walked up to the podium, greeted Tony again, and then shook hands with the two female guests.

The whole action is done in one go.

The two female guests happily handed over the Best Director Award to Fang Fei.

Fang Fei held up the Best Director Award in his hand and showed it to the audience, and focused on the direction in which the Montenegrin directors were located.

This kind of provocative action immediately made Director Montenegro and Ma Lulu angry, and almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood.

Tony applauded twice, and then said to Fang Fei very intimately: "Miss Fang Fei, how are you doing at the moment? Can you give an acceptance speech on behalf of Mr. Yang Zijun?"

Fang Fei nodded, at this moment she had completely recovered her usual demeanor, and she was sure to say her acceptance speech well.

Yang Zijun, who was hiding in the corner, nodded, feeling very relieved in his heart.

The audience burst into warm applause, as if encouraging Fang Fei.

In a private room in a luxury hotel.

After seeing Fang Fei come to the stage to accept the award, Fang Fang immediately noticed that something was wrong: "Parents, do you think something is wrong?" This award was awarded to Yang Zijun, but this kid didn't go on stage twice, he let his sister go on stage, what the hell is going on?"

Fang Xiaozhong also immediately realized this problem: "Yes, like such a good exposure opportunity, how could that kid miss it?"

Cao Jinhua had gradually recovered from the shock at this time, and accepted the fact that Yang Zijun had won three awards, but she still didn't recognize Yang Zijun in her heart, and only felt that he was lucky.

"Do you still need to ask?" Cao Jinhua put on his usual arrogant appearance again, "This kid has no interest, such a big scene, he was afraid that he would pee his pants on stage, so he sneaked away." ”

Fang Xiaozhong and Fang Ke both nodded slightly, feeling that this statement was very reasonable.

On the other side of the ocean, in China, in the luxury office on the top floor of the office building of Jiangsheng Entertainment Group Company.

Jiang Zhenya hurriedly came in from outside, sat down on the chair behind the desk, turned on the TV, and directly found the live broadcast of the Viska Film Festival.

He was accompanied by a member of staff.

Jiang Zhenya lit a big cigar: "How is the murderer of the young master?"

The staff cringed and said: "I already have a clue, but I still haven't finally locked down who the suspect is." ”

Jiang Zhenya slapped the table: "A bunch of waste, how many days have you been, you haven't even found out a clue, what am I raising your group of wastes for?"

I tell you, I'll give you another week, and if you can't find the murderer, I'll send you down to accompany the young master. ”

The staff was frightened: "Yes, chairman, we must step up the investigation." ”

Jiang Zhenya leaned back on his seat tiredly, his eyes staring at the TV screen: "How many awards have you already won at this Visca Film Festival? How many awards has the Montenegrin director won? Why haven't I received his good news call yet?"

The staff looked at the TV screen and said with mixed feelings: "Boss, now the Viska Film Festival is awarding the Best Director Award, as for the Montenegrin director...... So far, I haven't won any awards. ”

"Ahem......" Jiang Zhenya was shocked and almost choked to death by the smoke, "What? I haven't won a single award until now? Are you kidding me?"

The staff shook their heads helplessly: "Boss, unfortunately, this is a fact. ”

Jiang Zhenya helped her glasses and stared at the TV screen carefully: "This woman holding the award on stage can't be Fang Fei, right?"