The 21st Park Lane Award for Best Actress is—"

Meng Niannian couldn't help but clench her hands tightly together, looking at her name on the list of candidates above, her heart palpitated for a moment.

"Meng Niannian! Congratulations! ”

As the award presenter said her name, the next second a loud scream seemed to break through the roof and swirl around the venue, leaving her brain blank for a moment.

It was as if her breathing was about to stop, her heart was beating hard, and only the cheers of the fans behind her were hovering in her head.

The actors around her stood up to congratulate her.

Meng Niannian pursed her lips and came to the stage, taking the trophy from the hands of the award presenters, with a heavy and cool feeling, shining with brilliance. Looking at the name on it, her eyes instantly turned red.

This is what she has been working for, the unique existence she has fought for, and the confidence that she can stand side by side with that person.

She clutched the trophy tightly, her fingertips pale.

Countless eyes in the audience were staring at her, some envious, some jealous, and some sincerely congratulated.

The live broadcast machine is in operation.

So, is he watching?

Does he know that he has the trophy behind the eye now?

Is he waiting for her?

Meng Niannian trembled for a moment, she held back her tears, stood in front of the microphone, looked at the fans in the audience, and her eyebrows were soft.

It's just that the red eyes make people feel extra distressed to look at.

"It's been three or four years since I debuted," she said, "At first I had nothing, I didn't have any qualifications, I didn't even have a job for a while, I stayed at home all day, watching other people who entered the entertainment industry with me not only filming, but also being famous, and at that time I was thinking, maybe I really didn't fit into the entertainment industry." ”

"Later, I joined the crew of "I Heard You Were Waiting for Me".

As soon as her words fell, there was an uproar below, after all, she met Yancheng in this crew, and because of this relationship, she was abused a lot, and she had never seen her mention this drama in public for so many years, and suddenly heard her mention it, and the fans were a little caught off guard.

Meng Niannian smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and her smile was bright.

"I learned a lot from my predecessors in the crew, I am very grateful to them, I am very glad to have joined this crew, I am very grateful to Sister Xiao Nuan, even now, when we meet in private, she is very good to me, very gentle to me, she is what I have always regarded as the goal of my efforts since I was studying."

She paused, choked in her throat, as if thinking of someone, and suddenly lowered her eyes to block the redness at the end of her eyes.

"There is no smooth road, I know that if you want to have the right to speak, you have to convince others of you, and you have to use your own strength to tell those people my value."

She smiled slightly, fascinated the beings, and gently lifted the trophy in her hand: "Now I have done it." ”

"I will work harder in the future, thank you all, thank you to the fans who have always been with me."

Meng Niannian bent down and bowed, elegant and generous, and there were bursts of warm applause below.

She has now become a popular little flower, the one with the highest popularity and traffic fans in the same period, throwing off others invisibly, and is called 'Xiao Xia Nuan' by major media, and the future is promising.

But she just wanted to go back to that man, hold her trophy and throw herself into his arms with a smile, and say to him coquettishly: "Look, I did it!" ”

Meng Niannian slowly returned to his position, looking at his name on the trophy in a daze.

That's all she wants.

After the heavyweight trophies were presented, the award ceremony came to an end.

Meng Niannian stood up and waved to the fans behind him, said goodbye to fellow artists, and followed his agent backstage, suddenly feeling the air around him tense all of a sudden.

Her heartbeat also jumped violently suddenly, and she couldn't help but look around, panicking and uncomfortable.

She returned to her lounge, clenched her hands tightly, and looked at herself in the mirror with delicate makeup, as if she had a premonition in her heart, and her heart was about to rise to her throat.

But nothing happened next, and what she was expecting, the palpitations finally came to naught.

Meng Niannian sighed and went to the dressing room to change back into the clothes she usually wore, and then walked out of the lounge, following behind her agent with a blank look, but suddenly found that although she was heading outside, the route seemed to be much more detoured than when she came, and even reached a place she had never walked before, where there was no one except for the people in her studio.

She blinked in surprise, inadvertently passed by the staircase, and a hand stretched out from inside and dragged her inside, she panicked, and the whole person was pressed against the wall, unable to move.

"Nian Nian."

That's humane.

Familiar yet unfamiliar voices swept through her hearing, causing her to freeze in place.

Yan Cheng was smiling, the sparkling light in her eyes was dazzling, and she was the only one in her deep eyes, extremely gentle.

His hand gently stroked the face of the girl in front of him, and in her suddenly red eyes, he touched it carefully with affection, as if he was touching his most precious priceless treasure, he lightly opened his thin lips, and his voice was soft.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."