Ethan Hunter was in a very unhappy mood, but he could only endure it.

After so many years in the entertainment industry, he has seen this kind of thing a lot.

All awards cannot be fair.

Even if you say it is a vote by netizens, it cannot be fair.

The organizers behind the scenes let whoever they want to win the prize win.

The power of capital is infinite.

Netizens vote just to give everyone a sense of participation and to join in the fun. Do you really think people will care about your voting data?

That can be changed!

It is easy to get thousands or hundreds of thousands of votes for anyone.

So only the audience is a fool, the big guys behind the scenes have already made a lot of money, and it’s useless for you to shout at the top of your lungs for your idol.

Ethan Hunt shook his head, but An Ran felt relieved this time.

What next?

These major platforms have controlled the Xizhou music industry for many years.

All record companies and production companies have to bow to music platforms because of changes in the times.

If An Ran offends these people, he is afraid that there will be no good fruits to eat in the future.

He also knew that Enron mainly relied on the "WeListening" platform and had no connection with these companies at all.

But the powerful dragon is still not overpowering the local snake.

After all, this is Xizhou, and we have home field advantage.

On the stage, Edith was chatting with Mancini with great interest, "Mr. Mancini seems to have great confidence in Mr. Enron."

Mancini said: "Of course, I can put it bluntly. If the winner of the Best Male Singer this time is not Mr. An Ran, then I will doubt the level of the judges and whether the organizers are playing tricks behind the scenes!"<

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Listen!

Listen!

Is this what you say is human language?

Mancini said it in a joking tone, but everyone at the scene knew that he was not joking and that this was what he really thought.

Edith almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Why is my mouth so mean?

Why are you asking these questions?

You are really brave enough to speak out. You say everything to others, and you still don't let me do it.

As soon as Mancini spoke, there was a sound of whistles.

In fact, they all hang out in this circle, and they all know more or less the inside story.

Mancini is right, if it's not Enron, then there's something shady.

Or maybe there is something wrong with the judges’ heads. In fact, judges often have problems with their heads.

Edith felt that the worst thing she had ever done in her life was to host this music festival. It was so sad.

He was too lazy to continue talking.

I could only say: "Then please let Mr. Mancini announce the final winner..."

Mancini slowly opened his hand card. The old guy who originally seemed a little out of energy suddenly became more energetic at this moment, as if he had been on a stimulant, and his whole person was glowing with energy.

"The winner of the Best Male Singer Award is..."

Speaking of this, he prolonged his voice and pretended to be silent.

It took five seconds for Mancini to say: "Mr. An Ran..."

As soon as his voice fell, there was a burst of cheers from below.

To be honest, some people may not be convinced who will win the Best Male Singer award tonight.

But it was different at Enron.

You may not be convinced, but there are two old guys standing up, and they have outstanding performances, and they are almost the protagonists of the whole scene.

There's nothing you can do if you're not convinced.

And it is much better to let Enron win the prize than to let those guys who don't like it win the prize.

After all, Enron has nothing to do with most of the people here.

An Ran was playing with his mobile phone downstairs. When Mancini was the only one talking, out of politeness, he smiled and looked at the stage.

When Mancini praised him, he just smiled in return.

I was still thinking that this award was so important that I would definitely not own it.

I didn’t expect that it would be my own in the end.

When Mancini read out his name, An Ran was stunned for a while.

No response.

"Mr. An Ran, please come to the stage to accept the award..." Edith shouted quickly.

Let's end this matter as soon as possible. If you continue to play, I'm afraid I'll get a heart attack from you.

After Edith shouted, everyone looked back.

This is a bit strange.

The scene is quite embarrassing.

Because An Ran stood up alone in the back, and it looked like he was being targeted.

A young man in the cafe immediately shouted: "Look, look, this is obviously being targeted. These people are targeting Teacher An Ran. It's so obvious."

"Yes, this scene is simply unbearable to watch."

"Haha, Teacher An Ran's face is so good."

"If it were me, I wouldn't be happy either. It wouldn't be comfortable for anyone else."

An Ran didn't know if it was intentional or not, but he stood there without moving for more than ten seconds.

It seems that I want everyone to see that I was targeted and I was placed at the end. Did everyone see it?

Edith's face turned green. This guy is simply not a toy. At this time, every move he makes is attracting attention from netizens. Aren't you trying to trick me?

"Congratulations to Mr. An Ran for winning the Best Male Singer Award. Please come on stage to receive the award."

The meaning behind the words is very clear. Come up quickly. What are you talking about?

An Ran seemed to be in disbelief and pointed at herself.

Damn it, you are not a human being.

Forget it, you tricked me to death.

"It's you, Mr. An Ran, no need to doubt it." Edith smiled with a smile on his face, but in fact, he was almost bitten to pieces.

Ma De, I’m making such a loud voice, can’t you understand?

With great difficulty, An Ran walked towards the stage amidst the applause.

Along the way, he frequently waved to those who applauded.

Damn it, people who look at this look want to hit someone.

Although Mai Liwen left, she has been paying attention to the scene, especially after agreeing to give the best male singer to An Ran.

She was watching the music festival from the car.

When she saw An Ran standing up with a dazed look, Mai Liwen wished she could just squeeze An Ran to death.

This bastard did it on purpose.

When An Ran walked towards the stage, she felt even more angry. She raised her phone and wanted to smash it.

Fortunately, I held back at the last moment.

It was originally meant to deceive people, but in the end it turned out to be helpful and angry, whether you say it is annoying or not.

This guy still looks so arrogant, Mader really wants to kill him.

An Ran interacted frequently with everyone and was on stage in ten seconds. This guy walked for half a minute.

Edith felt like she was about to have a heart attack.

After finally walking safely to the stage, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Is it time to end now?

After the acceptance speech, everyone was happy and then dispersed on the spot.

I’ve given you the final grand prize, so you can’t go too far, right?

Reciprocity is a courtesy!

According to Edith's idea, things should be smooth and transitional and finally end.

His hosting duties are over.

"Congratulations, Mr. An Ran!" Edith looked beaming.
Chapter completed!