In his previous life, Ryan was just watching the fire from the other side, and what happened here was just rumors, but in this life, he has been in this circle for several years, and he has a lot of personal experience.

When a black man achieves something that attracts the attention of the whole world, it is natural for some people to look at him unfavorably, especially when it involves a conflict of interest.

Michael? Jackson has a mouth-watering thing in his hands, and Sony Records has always been on the move.

It's hard to say that behind those scandals in previous lives and debt traps, there is no shadow of Sony.

In Ryan's opinion, the other party gave up the copyright of those records in his hand, maybe the future would be better, and his skin color doomed him to be unable to protect this gold mine.

The lengthy awards ceremony continued, and soon a staff member came over and reminded Ryan that it was time to go backstage and prepare, as the winner of three nominations, it was natural to be a guest singer.

"Do you want me to come with you, Ryan?" Kinsley asked.

"No, I can do it alone."

Following the staff, Ryan walked back in the hallway on the other side, and with the help of the stylist, began to straighten his hair, etc.

A director's assistant also came over at this time, explaining some precautions on the side, and Ryan nodded slowly, after all, this is a live performance of the Grammys, and if there is a mistake, it will be a shame in front of the American public.

"Here, Ryan, remember to look at my gestures, three, two, one......"

The director's assistant led him to the lift platform below the stage, gesturing as Ryan sat down in front of the black piano.

"No problem!"

Ryan made an 'OK' gesture.

"Three. Two, one ......"

I saw the director's assistant drop his last finger. Ryan calmed down, his slender fingers landing on the black and white keys. The melodious piano sound sounded, which was the prelude to "Because of You".

The lift platform slowly rises, and the prelude ends just as the lights of the theater fall into Ryan's eyes.

"I won't make the mistakes I once made, I won't let my heart be filled with pain again......"

The sound of the piano poured out from his slender fingers like a cloud, and Ryan's emotionally charged singing voice was full of penetrating power, and playing and singing did not affect him in the slightest.

"Because of you, I've learned to stay in a safe place and not get hurt because of you. I try to trust others and live peacefully with those around me, because of you, I feel connected! ”

The emotions contained in the song suddenly erupt in the chorus, and the rich singing voice penetrates the sky, shaking people's hearts with accusations, which seem to touch the deepest part of the heart.

"Ryan! Ryan! ”

The young fans at the back of the theater noticed that they had overlooked a crucial person tonight, the one they loved the most.

Ryan was unaware of the outside world. Completely immersed in a world of your own, a world full of musical fantasies.

He tried to play a touching story with his jumping fingers, and the accompanying tune seemed passionate and deep as the slender fingers magically changed rhythms.

"Because of you. I've learned to stay in a safe place and not get hurt because of you, and I've tried to trust others. Peaceful coexistence with those around you because of you. I feel like I have something to do with it! ”

There was a hint of hoarseness in the cathartic singing. But it looks unusually bright, and Ryan shows his deep live singing skills to the fullest.

The song stopped, the song dispersed, and the applause began.

The stars in the front rows stood up first, then more people stood up, and the audience at the back also stood up to a 'Ryan' cheer that overwhelmed the applause.

Stand up!

Then the cheers died down, and the applause poured in like a tidal wave, and Ryan stood up and bowed, "Thank you!" ”

There was no band, no backing dance, nothing else, just a one-man self-playing and singing, which won the applause of the house.

From the backstage, when Ryan walked back to his seat, where he passed, singers he didn't know greeted him softly, some high-fived, some shook hands, and several female singers gave him hugs.

"Very good show."

"Your presence is amazing."

"We can work together if we have the chance."

A variety of voices washed his hearing, and by the time Ryan walked back to his seat, he had been delayed for several minutes.

"If you don't come again, I'm going to go on stage to accept the award for you." Kingsley quipped.

"I have no opinion."

Ryan shrugged his shoulders and sat down quickly, the best newcomer on stage ready to be awarded. "Pat, are you sure the Recording Society will give me a gramophone?"

"Even God can't guess that."

Although she has done a lot of public relations work, Jinsili is still not confident.

"Best Newcomer Winner is ......"

The somewhat unfamiliar presenter on the stage paused, and the avatars of all the nominees appeared on the big screen, either nervous or excited, except for Ryan, who smiled relaxedly, and didn't seem to care much about the award.

"Development is blocked!"

The winner was a black rap group, which Ryan had never heard of anyway.

"It's normal, Ryan, the Grammys have always been like this......"

Kingsley probably wanted to comfort him in a low voice, but Ryan didn't care much, he knew very well that his main battlefield was in the movie, "It's okay, Pat, aren't there two more nominations?" ”

It's just that after seeing the next guests to perform on stage, Ryan suddenly realized that he was likely to return empty-handed tonight.

Although he didn't know many singers, he remembered the male singer who was singing on stage, Eric? Clapton, singing the famous "Tears in Heaven"!

The next award was the best single, and it was his name that was pronounced by the award presenters.

"The winner of the best single was "Tears in Heaven", Erik? Clapton. ”

Is this song Eric? Clapton wrote in memory of his four-year-old son, who died young, and most musicians knew the background of the song's birth, and they all gave it a round of applause.

"The best record of the year is 'Tears in Heaven,' Eric? Clapton, congratulations! ”

The award ceremony came to an end, and another heavyweight award was taken into his arms.

"If nothing else, Eric? Clapton will be sweeping the most important prizes. Kingsley sighed.

"That's how it should be, and the best album should be his." Ryan shook his head, although not as important as Oscar, it really didn't feel great to go home empty-handed.

In fact, it's not just them who think so, most people also think the same, "Best Album" is not Eric? Clapton is none other than that.

However, if the Recording Guild can make people guess what they think, then the Grammys are not Grammys.

After another strange female singer sings a song, a blonde woman walks onto the stage, it is the eldest sister in today's pop music scene, Madonna? Siccone.

"In the past year, many excellent albums have been born, and there are many big sellers. Jenkins" album, ten platinum sales...... Oh God, of course, the other albums are just as good. ”

"...... nominated for Album of the Year"

Every time Madonna pronounced a name, a person's avatar appeared on the big screen, but these people, including Ryan, seemed very calm, apparently thinking that the award had been attributed in advance.

"Now let's see who this lucky one is!" Madonna opened the envelope and casually said, "He is ......"

"Looks like we're going home empty-handed, and Nicole should laugh at me." Ryan muttered to Kingsley in a low voice.

He ...... Ryan? Jenkins Ryan? Jenkins! Album of the Year, congratulations! ”

The theater was silent, and Ryan slowly turned his head from Kinsley to the stage, his mouth open enough to fit an egg, and not only him, but everyone in the audience was stunned.

The Grammys deserve to be the Grammys! This was what many people thought at that moment.

"Smack~Slap~"

The applause that suddenly came to mind seemed unusually monotonous, and only a moment later, the applause fell like a torrential rain, whether it was "Ryan? Jenkins", or Ryan? Jenkins is a person who deserves this album, doesn't he?

It's better to get a gramophone than to go home empty-handed, and Ryan quickly gathered his mood and strode onto the stage.

"Thank you!"

He reached out and shook Madonna's hand, after all, there was some psychological barrier to a rumored bisexual hug.

"Congratulations, Ryan."

Madonna handed over the gramophone and flashed it to the side.

Ryan looked at the small gramophone, which was very chic, and then leaned over to the microphone, "Thank you!" Thank you to the judges for recognizing my first album. Thank you Hollywood Records, thank you to all the people I love and who love me...... Well, in the last sentence, I can sing and compose, which I know, so I will also give full recognition to the affirmation given to me by the judges! ”

Of course, Ryan's last sentence was said in a joking way, which immediately drew applause and laughter from the audience.

This award is a bit of a surprise, but it makes sense to think about it, Ryan? Jenkins was the number one best-selling album in North America last year, and if you count overseas sales, it must have exceeded fifteen million copies, and it's no surprise that the Grammys gave the gramophone.

Besides, Ryan has been nominated for three heavyweight categories for Best New Artist, Best Single and Best Album, and if he returns empty-handed, he will surely attract a lot of media criticism tomorrow.

"Of course I'm glad to get a gramophone, and I'm going to keep working hard to create even better songs." After the awards ceremony, Ryan was giving a routine interview, "What? New album? Yes, my second album will definitely be released next year, and I have almost prepared the songs, so as for the time, you should ask the Hollywood record labels. ”

Despite being a singer, Ryan didn't want to be too involved in this circle, greeted a few acquaintances, politely rejected a few pies, and sent them again? After Jin Sili went out as a shield, she returned directly to her home. (To be continued......)