The 67th Tony Awards has officially come to an end.

The night was not dominated by a thousand troops, and "Boot Queen" and "Les Miserables" each won five trophies and tied for the biggest winner of the year.

Among them, "The Enchantress in Boots" won five awards, including Best Musical, Best Arrangement, and Best Songwriting, while "Les Miserables" won five awards, including Best Rehearsal Musical, Best Actor in a Musical, and Best Musical Screenplay.

But the Best Director of a Musical went to Diane-Paulus, the director of "Piping", which broke out a big upset, and it also proved the fact that there are countless excellent works that have emerged in the past year, and the quality of several musicals is really equal.

Otherwise, how could the Tony Awards suddenly start splitting the pie?

Overall, though, the quality of Les Misérables' awards is superior, with three of them being highlights, which is another testament to the show's popularity on Broadway.

That being said, when the award ceremony ended, whether it was the guests or the media, whether it was the melon-eating masses or loyal fans, all the focus was on Lan Li alone, as if it were ...... It's like the only white whale in the zoo, and although it's not a good description, it's the way it is, and everyone is bustling with people to watch.

"Lan Li! Congratulations!" There was a critical look hidden in his eyes, it turned out that Lan Li-Hall, who had made history, was just an ordinary young man, with two eyes, a nose and a mouth, without anything special.

"God, Lan Li, oh, I really like the work 'Les Miserables' so much!" A look appeared in the depths of his eyes, trying to find any clues from Lan Li's expression, which became the talking point behind him.

"Incredible! absolutely incredible, but you deserve it. With perfunctory and coping in his words, he began to spy on Lan Li's plans for the next film, as well as his huge connections on Broadway and Hollywood, hinting that this was another PR victory.

"How's it going? I couldn't help but shudder as I sat there and watched. The tentative words and eyes seemed to treat Lan Li as a guinea pig, ready to study the true thoughts and feelings of the "first person in history".

"God, you did it, you really did it! Congratulations!" After excitement and cheers, he began to take the initiative to make friends and enthusiastically send out party invitations, just like foreign friends sent panda invitations to Chengdu.

"Lan Li, can I take a photo with you?" Without waiting for Lan Li to agree, he raised his camera to take a photo, and then posted it on the photo wall, showing off the glory and dignity of this moment to the world, and they witnessed history on the spot.

The coldness and alienation in the midst of the noise are isolating Lan Li little by little. It doesn't matter whether it's intentional or unintentional, the important thing is that the current Blue Rite seems to have become different-

Lan Li doesn't care that everyone who approaches is with a purpose, because this is the operating rules of Vanity Fair, what Lan Li cares about is that everyone who approaches is hidden behind the mask, he can no longer see any eyes, those passions and excitement about dreams, performances, and art seem to be slowly disappearing, leaving only a bright light.

In a trance, everything slowly became familiar, as if it were an Oscar night in Hollywood, as if it was a high-class party in London, as if it was a déjà vu in Vanity Fair.

He thought that this was Broadway, a unique Broadway, after all, it was still different, in fact, before the awards were announced tonight, it was indeed unique, but the presentation of a Tony Award has changed too much. He's starting to miss Broadway before tonight.

It's cold in the heights.

At this moment, the sentence is so clear and so ironic.

Surrounded by the sight and the light, even Lan Li himself had an illusion that maybe he was really different. He is no longer the crazy Lan Li for the sake of performance, but the trendsetter of the times who has opened up a whole new world from above, and his every move can change the direction of the entire industry, and things are no longer pure and simple.

Lan Li knew that his ideas were too ridiculous and too redundant, let go of his baggage, and enjoy the pleasure and joy of tonight, just like the night after every previous award, this is enough, let alcohol be the protagonist of tonight, and release it wantonly, this is the right choice.

But Lan Li couldn't help but think of Rooney.

Rooney, who fled to Seattle after the Oscars, Rooney who sat on a bench on the street in a grand evening gown, and Rooney, who went to Los Angeles for her dream and returned to New York...... He only now truly understood the feeling, almost suffocating dullness and depression.

Lan Li leaves the party scene at Radio City Music Hall, everyone is celebrating and partying, but no one notices that Lan Li, who is the protagonist, has left.

This is the true face of Vanity Fair.

Standing on the side of the street, Lan Li looked left and right, and the phone was in the palm of his hand, but he did not notify Nathan immediately, but quietly felt the cold wind blowing through the middle of the night, carrying the moisture of the Hudson River, which still revealed a biting coolness in the late night of June.

Feeling in his pocket, trying to find a cigarette.

But he failed, there was no room for cigarettes in the pockets of the evening dress, and even the mobile phone was carefully placed in the inner pocket of the jacket, trying not to spoil the complete lines of the clothes. At this moment, he can really use a cigarette, not because of a specific emotion, but because he can't describe his emotions in accurate words.

Looking down at the Tony Trophy in his hand, he was willing to exchange it for a pack of cigarettes if a pedestrian or homeless man passed by at this time.

Unfortunately, the whole street is clean and cold, and there is no human figure in sight.

After opening the phone and hesitating for a moment, Lan Li dialed Rooney's number.

The voice of waiting rang for a while, and Rooney's voice came from the other end, and her panting voice could be faintly captured, as if she had rushed over to answer the phone, "...... I thought you were at the celebration right now, how did you have time to call me? ”

The words were a little backwards and forwards, but Lan Li didn't think much about it, following Rooney's cheerful voice, the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't help but rise, and her mood relaxed a little, "Do you remember the Oscars the year before last?"

Rooney was slightly stunned, then remembered, and her smile paused slightly, "Do you want to run away now?"

"No, I'm not going to run away, they're not scary enough to let me run away. Don't forget, I'm a battle-hardened man. Lan Li teased in a relaxed tone, "But...... I can use a friend now. Where are you now? How's that, do you have time to come out and have a beer?"

“…… Sorry, I'm in Boston right now. For a film project, I made a special trip here to meet with the producer and director. Rooney let out a soft sigh of regret, "But, if you don't mind, we can enjoy the same night sky together and enjoy a leisurely time with a bottle of beer." ”

"Hah, then wait until you get back. Lan Li quipped with a chuckle, "What I need is a real human being, not an inflatable/inflated/baby/baby." ”

"God, are you comparing me to an inflatable/inflatable/doll?" Rooney exclaimed.

Lan Li didn't care, "You should talk to Ryan, he will tell you that in fact, inflatable/inflatable/dolls also have vitality, and your words just now have offended many people." ”

"Inflatable/Gas/Doll Love", a work starring Ryan Gosling, that is also a work that Lan Li personally likes very much.

"Huh?" Rooney let out a soft sigh of helplessness, as if grumbling coquettishly.

Lan Li could even imagine that on the other end of the phone, Rooney bit her lower lip and rolled her eyes, showed a smile, changed the topic, and ended this conversation, "I hope the meeting of the film project goes well." ”

"Congratulations again on winning EGOT, I'm not sure what it was like, but one thing is for sure, it's absolutely extraordinary. Rooney also returned to normalcy and said with a smile.

The two of them didn't say much more, and then hung up.

The smile paused at the corner of his mouth, curling and dissipating like smoke. The same congratulations from Rooney and the same from the Radio City Music Hall behind him, the sense of alienated isolation was becoming more and more obvious, he had thought that Rooney could empathize, but he was disappointed after all.

But...... What could he say?

Rooney's congratulations are the reaction of normal people, is it necessary to express his gratitude for the winner on the night of the award? This is really strange, right? Perhaps, his current thoughts are that there is no need to worry about the sky, and it is completely a cranky thought immersed in his own world, and there is no need to exist.

Maybe.

Looking down at the phone, the text message has accumulated to more than fifty - this is Lan Li's personal mobile phone, there are not many contacts in the address book, and the external mobile phone is left with Nathan, which should be more lively.

Lan Li never confirms the text message at the first time, let alone replies to the text message at the first time, often waits for the number of text messages to accumulate to a certain extent, but Matthew can't stand it and starts to deal with it in time; The devil sends the gods to the earth.

After a brief glance, the familiar names in my impression sent congratulatory text messages for the first time, even Arthur and Andre were no exception, obviously, even outsiders could not help but pay attention to it, and from a certain point of view, it also proved the vigor of this news event.

Lan Li didn't reply.

Just as he was about to log out of his inbox again, Lan Li saw a text message from Matthew.

"Are you okay?"

Quietly staring at this text message, after hesitating for a moment, Lan Li replied to a text message, just turned off the phone screen, Matthew's reply arrived, Lan Li looked at the mobile phone screen in his hand seriously, his nose was slightly sour, but the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

He wasn't alone after all.

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