On the big screen, Hu Yu's votes are growing at the speed of light, and he has a momentum of riding in the dust!

The votes of the other four nominees increased at a turtle rate, and after about ten seconds, they almost stopped, and Hu Yu's votes also came to sixty votes, and they are still growing!

Seeing this, Hu Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that it was already a sure thing that he got his first trophy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Twenty seconds later, the voting ended, and Hu Yu was far ahead with 73 votes, while the second place had only 11 votes!

"Okay, let's congratulate Mr. Hu Yu on coming to the stage to accept the award with warm applause!" said the host Guo Jingying.

In the warm applause, Hu Yu stepped on the big stage.

"Welcome, welcome Hu Yu!" When Hu Yu stepped on the big stage, Guo Jingying and Zhou Keer greeted him with a smile.

Hu Yu took the microphone and said into the microphone: "Thank you, thank you!"

"Mr. Hu Yu, congratulations on winning the Best Supporting Actor award, this is your first nomination, you won the Best Supporting Actor award, what do you think at this moment?" asked Guo Jingying.

"Thank you, I want to thank the judges who voted for me, thank those who like me, and even more thank my parents! Mom, Dad, thank you!" Hu Yu said with emotion.

In front of the TV.

Hu Guoliang and Hu Yaqin looked at Hu Yu on the stage, and they burst into tears.

Hu Guoliang wiped his eyes and said to Hu Yaqin: "Look, this is my son, my son!"

Hu Yaqin glanced at Hu Guoliang and said, "It's as if it's not my son, he's also my son!"

At the same time, Hu Yu looked at the camera, but took a deep breath, as if he had made some kind of decision.

"Host, can I sing a song on stage?" Hu Yu said suddenly.

Hearing Hu Yu's words, the two hosts, including the audience, were all dumbfounded, because this was the first time that an artist asked to sing on the awards stage.

This caught the two hosts off guard, and even, caught the organizers off guard.

Guo Jingying and Zhou Ke'er glanced at each other, and a trace of entanglement flashed on their delicate little faces, because they don't know now whether they should agree to this "unreasonable" request, to be reasonable, if they were an audience, they would probably applaud Hu Yu's choice, but as hosts, they have to consider many aspects.

Therefore, the scene was a little awkward for a while.

Background.

The organizers of the Hundred Flowers Award were also dumbfounded after hearing Hu Yu's request, but their reaction was quite fast.

"Elder Wu, what should we do now? Do you want to agree to Hu Yu's request, this Hu Yu is too, it's too unconventional!" said a middle-aged man.

"Although Hu Yu doesn't play according to the routine, this is also good for our public Hundred Flowers Award, isn't it?"

"Ask Hu Yu what instrument he needs, and if we can get it, then promise him!" Wu Lao said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Wu Lao!"

Just when Guo Jingying was struggling, a voice came from her headphones, "Ask him what he needs to prepare!"

Hearing this voice, Guo Jingying finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"May I ask Mr. Hu Yu, what do you need to prepare?" asked Guo Jingying.

Hu Yu smiled and replied, "A piano will do!"

"Promise him!" Guo Jingying's voice came from her headphones.

"Everyone said, do you want to listen to Hu Yu's songs?" asked Guo Jingying into the microphone.

"Yes!" came a neat voice from the stage!

"Okay, we need a little bit of preparation time, please don't be impatient, wait a while!" Zhou Ke'er said.

At the same time, in front of the TV.

"My God, Hu Yu is too violent, he actually wants to sing on the big stage, and looking at this posture, Hu Yu has never said hello to the organizer before!"

"Everyone, go and watch the live broadcast of the Volkswagen Hundred Flowers Award, Hu Yu is going to enlarge his moves, and he will regret it for a lifetime if he doesn't watch it!"

"I'll go, Hu Yu actually wants to sing, haha, this time I can get back the ticket price by watching the live broadcast!"

"No loss, no loss!"

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"Mr. Hu Yu, what song are you going to sing?" Zhou Ke'er asked.

At this time, Guo Jingying also looked at Zhou Ke'er, waiting for his answer, and it was obvious that she was also looking forward to Hu Yu's answer now.

Hu Yu replied: "The name of this song is "I miss you so much"!"

Imperial capital, in front of the TV.

"I miss you so much?!"

Hearing these four words, Han Xue's delicate body was shocked, and she had a feeling that this song seemed to be written for her.

While he was talking, a piano had been visited in the middle of the big stage.

"Next, Mr. Hu Yu, this stage will be handed over to you!" Guo Jingying said.

"Hmm!" Hu Yu replied, and then came to the piano.

At this time, both the audience at the scene and the audience in front of the TV all looked at Hu Yu.

Hu Yu naturally sat in front of the piano and played casually.

Beautiful notes came out of the piano.

However, Hu Yu didn't play for a long time, he just familiarized himself with the piano and stopped.

"Huhu!" Hu Yu exhaled into the microphone, and then said, "Are there some scenes that remind you of the life you have had, and are there any places where you have stepped on the footprints of the past together?" ”

Hearing Hu Yu's words, many viewers were stunned.

"What does he mean by saying these words?" this suspense appeared in the minds of all the viewers.

In front of the TV, when Han Xue heard this, he felt pantothenic acid in his eyes!

At this time, Hu Yu didn't care about the reaction of the audience, but continued: "Are there any movements, lightly stepping on the dance of memory. Are there any memories that even I pretend to forget.

Are there some emotions that even pretend to be harmless, and are there some smiles that are given to friends who are not worried about you?

Is there some shouting, dancing with teeth and claws, night and night, but there is nowhere to tell, no one listens, like a tree that does not intend to bloom, all thoughts grow into roots, and unconsciously occupy, so vast that it cannot be measured, except for death, it can no longer be transplanted.

Are there some tears that only belong to yourself in the dark after turning off the light, are there some voices that remind you to face the existence of longing, I miss you so much, I miss you so much. Nothing else. ”

Hu Yu's voice was a little low, but his words seemed to have a special magic that attracted many people, especially some female audiences.

Under the stage, Wang Xiaochen looked at Hu Yu, the soft light in her eyes was about to turn into water, she really wanted to stay by Hu Yu's side now, hug him well, forever!

In front of the TV, the eyes of the cold snow were completely moistened, and the water was full of mist.

"He must be in pain now!" Han Xue thought.

It was at this time that a melancholy melody began to sound in the Grand Theater!