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The heart seemed to be no longer in the chest, but on the eardrum, like a thunder hammer, beating hard, a dull and distant echo along the blood to pull every muscle, and the scorching heat evaporated all the water, as if it were back in the Namibian desert.

Poof.

Sweat seeped out of the pores little by little, time was slowed down countless times, and even the touch of the slow flow of sweat became so clear and clear, and you could even see the trail of dust dancing in the sun. The muscles began to tremble uncontrollably, subtly, subtly, subtly, and abruptly tightening their fingertips, hiding all emotions.

Poof.

The sound was gone, the light dimmed, and even the space froze, as if time had lost its meaning, forever stuck in this second. In the center of the stage, Nicole Kidman, wearing a white close-fitting dress, held a white envelope in her hand, her slender fingers tore open the sealed envelope, and even the confetti could be seen flying under the halo, everything was so slow and elegant, like a melodious classical music.

"The 78th Academy Awards, the winner of the Best Supporting Actor Award is ......" Nicole's voice was empty and profound, as if it was transmitted from the other side of the black hole, she looked down at the card in her hand, raised her eyebrows slightly, and the emotions in her eyes were surging under the bright lights, but it made people unclear and unpredictable, what is this joy? Accidentally? Or is it a matter of course?

Suddenly, everyone stopped breathing. George was so, Jack was so, Charlize was so, Tom was too, and all the audience at the Kodak Theater stopped breathing; Ian was so, Gawain was so, Emerson Carter and Lily Carter were so, Matt Owen was the same, and all the viewers in front of the TV waiting for the results stopped breathing. One second, so long, so long, as if it were a century.

"Oh." Nicole's mouth sighed softly, but she didn't leak her voice, the smile on the corner of her mouth was outlined again, and then the shackles of time and space were broken, and she said again into the microphone, "The winner of the Oscar for Best Supporting Actor is...... Lancelot-Strello, 'Fruit Hard Candy'. ”

Rumble! Boom Boom! The answer is revealed, the world is shaking!

"It's me, it's me, it's me." The inner voice was constantly roaring, and the muscles that were tense to the extreme were on the verge of breaking at any time, so that when he heard Nicole's voice announcing the answer, George reflexively wanted to stand up, but a voice came out of his head, "You can't rush it, you must walk on the stage gracefully", which stopped George's movements, and then his brain poured a bucket of cold water, and he fell into the ice cellar in an instant.

"Lancelot-Strello", the name turned around in his mind, and then again, George only felt that the back of his back was suddenly pulled out, and even his muscles and bones were completely withdrawn, and he sat on the chair weakly, only sitting upright with his subconscious instinct/ability, the whole person leaned on the back of the chair, and the soul in his eyes was instantly crushed, leaving only a mass of nothingness.

He, lost.

"Who is the winner! Who's the winner! Who's the winner! Gawain clenched his fists and roared wildly at the TV, one after another, sentence after sentence, heartily venting his inner excitement, the unbridled celebration, a declaration of war against George, and a provocation to the academy.

The moment Ian heard the name "Lance", he suddenly clenched his right fist and stood up, even he didn't realize it, gritted his teeth and waved his right fist fiercely, after the surging emotions exploded, he regained his composure, and after realizing his movements, he scratched his hair a little embarrassed.

Shifting his gaze, Ian saw a shallow smile outlined at the corner of Theo's mouth, and a touch of warmth between his eyebrows, which made Ian give up the idea of sitting down, pick up the beer bottle on the table again, and drink it all with his head up.

Almost immediately, the audience stood up in a sparse crowd of forty or fifty people, all of whom applauded warmly, sent sincere blessings in ecstasy, and sincere admiration, and the undisguised excitement was like a prairie fire, reflecting the interior of the theater red.

Lance's brain picked up the information the first time, and he won the prize! He won his first acting statuette! He was recognized for his strength! Especially in this awards season with many accidents and interferences, he fought his way out with absolute hard power and had the last laugh! He, did it!

However, the body did not listen to the call, and some were slow to react, and the brain commanded the body to stand up, but it failed twice. There was a mass of heat in his chest, which was stirring warmly, dissolving all emotions, not feeling tension or joy, as if all emotions had come to a halt at this moment, unable to react.

Then, Charlize's smiling face came into view, and she gave Lance a big hug, "Congratulations! Congratulations! You deserve it, God! Congratulations! What a genius you are! Not only Charlize, but Paul, who was sitting in the front row, also turned around standing up, smiling and waving his hands, and constantly shouting, "I told you, I told you......" The exclamation carried a hint of regret, but more of a heartfelt blessing.

Just now Paul told Lance that he thought Lance would win the prize, because even he could not vote for himself with a clear conscience, and his vote ended up with Lance.

The sense of reality finally fell from the sky, fell into the shell, the fingers moved slightly, and the control was finally returned to the hand. Lance stood up, and then saw that all the people in sight were congratulating, Noah Baumbach, Amy Adams, Jack Gyllenhaal...... Even Meryl Streep, Tom Cruise, Reese Witherspoon and others at the far end were jumping in sight, and happy faces could be seen all around, so dense that people couldn't help but keep looking around, trying to find an exit, and they were actually a little dizzy.

Lance gave Paul a big hug, then looked left and right, and finally gave up the passage on the right, walked out from the left, and walked along the leftmost passage of the theater hall towards the stage.

The cameraman carried the camera all the way back, capturing Lance's every move up close, and on the big screen, people saw that Lance was finally free from the surging crowd and gradually revealed his true face. Immediately, the crowd began to stand up one after another, from the beginning of the scattered, more and more people joined the ranks, and when Lance took the stage, the whole audience stood up en masse.

Stand en masse, not one missing, including George Clooney.

Thunderous applause continued to reverberate in the hall, and the continuous echoes converged with the warm applause, forming an even more powerful sound wave, like a cyclops, shaking the entire building vigorously, and the gentle vibration could be clearly felt under the soles of the feet, all the way to the top of the head. The mighty waves stretched all the way from under the feet, as if there was no end in sight, and then the scorching air rolled in like a heat wave from the end of the sight, shaking the stage lights like ripples.

The heat in his chest slowly dissipated, flowing to his limbs, and the hot brain finally cooled down a little, and when Lance took the little golden man trophy from Nicole's hand, with the cold touch, an indescribable joy arose. No, not joy, but more accurately, the satisfaction of happiness that rampoms through the depths of the soul.

This is not Lance's first Oscar statuette, but this is the most special statuette, which reawakens Lance's obsession with dreams in the depths of his memory, and rediscovers the meaning of Lance's continued struggle and perseverance. The indescribable satisfaction made the tip of the nose slightly sour.

Three lives, three lives in circles, he finally stood on this stage, he finally found himself again. Only when he really stands here, only when he really holds the trophy in his hands, can he truly realize how longing, how urgent, and how persistent he is, and how relieved, giving up, and compromising he once thought he once thought he had never really gotten rid of.

For this day, he really walked so far that he almost forgot what he was like when he started, and forgot what he was like at the beginning.

Lance did not rush forward and make an award speech, but stood in place, carefully looked at the little golden man in his hand, as if this was the first time he saw it, the warm water vapor in his eyes slowly dissipated, all the surge and emotion went down the right hand, through the tightly held palm, passed to the trophy, the right hand was too hard, so that a little trembling, but the trophy in the palm of the palm is so hard, not moving, this sense of steadiness, so that Lance's mood flying in the air finally landed slowly.

Raising his head, Lance saw the faces under the stage, whether clear or blurred, and the boiling applause was still ringing endlessly, resounding in the sky. Whether they like Lance or not, support George, or make a choice because of interests, but at this moment, no one can deny that this is what Lance deserves, this is deserved, this is the moment that belongs to Lance.

Showing a polite smile to Nicole, Lance finally took a step, one step, one step at a time, the footsteps stopped in front of the microphone, the applause of the scene slowly fell, and the Kodak Theater was quiet again, but it was very different from the silence of a minute ago, "Whew, sorry, sorry for the delay, I have to confirm my makeup, so as not to be too embarrassed, I hope the tears didn't make my eyes glaze." ”

One sentence, just one sentence, Lance easily caused the audience to burst into laughter. Tonight's Oscars are really starting to get interesting. (To be continued.) )