Disappointingly, his reaction.

There was no imaginary annoyance, no expected scolding, and no expectation of everyone leaving the table on the spot.

At the beginning, the winner of the first rotten sour plum, who was still a popular traffic student, usually the character is so gentle and friendly, generous and polite, but the moment he heard his name, his eyes were red, and he kicked the seat hard before leaving, and his gaffe was simply laughable and generous.

It stands to reason that a person like Ye Xian, who is heaven and earth and hypocritical to death, won the Rotten Sour Plum Award, and the reaction should be more intense, but he didn't have a trace of expression on his face, and looked at the award-winning words on the big screen calmly, as if he didn't realize that he was the one who won the award, and there was no trace of shame and humiliation.

[Ye Xian didn't react, right? ] 】

[I also think he didn't seem to realize that he won this kind of award, otherwise it shouldn't be this kind of expression, right?] 】

[The lights are all on him, the name in the venue is reported so loudly, he is not a fool, how can he not know? ] 】

[Oh my God, this expression is too calm, isn't it? 】

[He's so steady, why do I think this expressionless look makes me feel distressed? 】

Ye Xian listened carefully to the award-winning words on the screen, straightened his clothes, and got up.

"Is he leaving?"

[Is he leaving?] 】

[Sure enough, I didn't react just now, so I'm leaving]

Cary looked at Ye Xian who got up, and thought that he was leaving, as everyone thought, but Lin Yan seemed to see something, and stretched out his hand slightly to stop him, "This kind of award, you don't need to receive it." ”

He was in the dark, but his eyes shone with a glimmer of light, and there was worry and sympathy in the light.

But Ye Xian just smiled, "No." ”

Then he pushed his hand away.

Lin Yan didn't know if he didn't need to be hindered or sympathetic, he just felt that the people he had seen countless times were so strange at the moment.

Just when everyone thought that Ye Xian was going to leave the hall, Ye Xian walked straight towards the award stage.

"Wouldn't it?!"

"Is he going the wrong way?"

There was another uproar in the venue, and the same was true on the barrage.

[My mom, what direction is he, is he going to go on stage to receive the award!!] 】

[No, what kind of rhythm is this?] Scared me into husky]

[I'll just say that the action he just made was more like going to receive the award than leaving! ] 】

[The three views are cracked, what should I do, I can't stand it but I really want to see it, oh my God, who will receive this kind of award, how strong should this heart be? ] 】

[This is something Ye Xian can do? 】

The spotlight followed Ye Xian all the way, the young man walked lightly, his body was thin, his eyes were as indifferent as water, and when he passed by the first row of VIP seats in the venue, he heard an incomparably chilling man's voice, "Stop." ”

There was no consultation, no advice, only a low, coercive order.

But Ye Xian didn't seem to hear it, ignored it, and walked onto the stage.

Pang Kai held the iPad in his hand, swallowed his saliva a little nervously, and looked at the president's grim side face like a knife and axe.

Just now the stage announced the award of the Rotten Sour Plum Award, although the president was puzzled, he didn't have any expression, but after Miss Cheng read out Ye Xian's name, he obviously saw that the president's face suddenly turned cold, his eyes were cold, and even the temperature around him plummeted by a few degrees.

The president was angry, and it was extremely rare.