Plop...Plop...Plop...

Jessica Lange, standing on the stage, could clearly hear the sound of the heart hitting her chest, not only her own, but also the pulse of the stage under her feet, strong and powerful, and rapid. Even she herself did not notice that her throat was dry and about to get angry. She just subconsciously swallowed her saliva, and found that it could not nourish the desert-like throat at all.

The eyes of the guests in the audience were locked tightly on her, making her feel the heat on her skin, as if she was about to ignite the next second, and her muscles couldn't help but tense up. Jessica had never expected that she was so nervous, even more nervous than when she announced the winner of Best Actress last year.

Doroth Chandler Hall was like a tumbler placed in the crater. The shaking waves from under his feet made the entire building tremble. The uneasiness and restlessness from the deep center of the earth made all the oxygen inside the hall evacuated in an instant, leaving only carbon dioxide that was enough to suffocate. The temperature began to rise little by little, as if an explosion could happen at any time.

Jessica cleared her throat nervously, trying to ease her emotions. "I think everyone is eager to know the answer in this envelope..." But she found that there was an eraser in her brain, rubbing all her thoughts bit by bit, which made her a little speechless. "Of course, I am one of them." Jessica subconsciously looked at the seats of the candidates, "Then, I won't talk nonsense anymore, let's reveal the answer."

Nicholas Cage, Hugo Lancaster, Anthony Hopkins, Richard Delayforth, Massimo Trossi. Who will stand out among these five actors?

Hugo's emotions calmed down a little, not because he had figured out some truths. He always knew that Oscars were not the only criterion for weighing strength, and even if he missed this time, there were countless opportunities in the future. He must not shake his beliefs because of Oscars on the road of exploring acting skills. But even though he knew these truths, he still couldn't control his nervousness.

But now, Hugo has cooled a little, because he realized his embarrassment and embarrassment, because he realized his greed and desire, which made Hugo feel a little ironic. Of course, greed and desire are not necessarily bad things, just like pressure. If used properly, it will become the driving force for him to keep approaching his goal; only when he loses control can he open the abyss of sin, so it ultimately depends on himself.

However, Hugo felt that all this was quite funny, and inexplicably, the answer in the envelope in Jessica's hand was confirmed and could not be changed. Even if they were nervous, it would be useless, but they still couldn't help it.

Hugo let out a long breath, which made him break free from the suffocation plight, but his eyes remained motionless and focused on Jessica's movements.

There were many people watching Jessica like Hugo, but Nicholas seemed a little special. His body was slowly standing up, his whole posture was invisible, and no one in the audience noticed it. Even Nicholas himself did not realize this, but the smile on the corner of Nicholas's mouth was blooming little by little, not a polite and hypocritical smile, but a smile from the heart. If you observe carefully, you can find that his lips were trembling gently, as if mumbling something, and those eyes were looking at Jessica motionlessly.

"Nicholas Cage...Nicholas Cage..." If someone approaches, you can hear Nicholas murmuring his name, as if he is announcing the final list of awards on behalf of Jessica. The desire in his eyes has gradually evolved into madness. Under the light, the faint light of the little golden man burst out in Nicholas' pupils, as if there was only that statue left in the world.

"The winner of the 68th Academy Awards is..." Jessica did not say more nonsense. She lowered her head and tried to open the envelope. She didn't want her fingertips to tremble slightly. She didn't even open the envelope when she tried the first and second attempts. This made Jessica a little embarrassed. She smiled bitterly at the microphone, "Have you been excited to see me? I hope I don't ruin this moment."

Jessica's witty teasing made a low laugh at the scene, but the laughter seemed very low, and it calmed down after a few muffled sounds. Obviously, everyone was nervous, everyone was looking forward to the answer, whether it was Nicholas, Hugo, or an unexpected answer.

"Oh, finally!" The third attempt was finally successful. Jessica opened the envelope. She clenched her right hand into a fist, calmed down her trembling fingertips, then took a deep breath before taking out the card inside the envelope. This time she achieved her goal accurately. Jessica looked down at the name on the card and said to the microphone meaningfully, "That's it."

Jessica raised her gaze and quickly scanned the candidate's seat, then looked down at the card again, as if to match the name and the character. At this time, Nicholas's butt had almost completely left the seat, and supported his body with his hands. She floated in the air, and she was still muttering words in her mouth, "Nicholas Cage...Nicholas Cage..."

"The winner of the 68th Academy Awards is..." Jessica repeated the prefix slogan again, and then the smile on the corner of her mouth completely bloomed, "Hugo Lancaster, 'Death Prisoner Walking'!"

"Ahhhh!" A scream from somewhere broke out in an instant, and then the entire Doroth Chandler Hall exploded.

Nicholas jumped up like a spring on the seat, shouting frantically, holding his right hand with his fists high, just like the goddess of liberty, and was still muttering, "Nicolas Cage!" But when he jumped up, he realized something seemed wrong. He subconsciously turned his gaze to the big screen, fearing that his excitement would become the laughing stock of others. But then, he saw the crowd surrounded on the big screen, obviously not himself.

Hugo Lancaster Nicholas's brain suddenly jumped out of this name, and then all the excitement and excitement solidified, and his whole body instantly frozen into an ice sculpture. At this moment, he realized what was going on, and his breathing stopped in an instant. Nicholas panickedly concealed the embarrassing expression on his face, pulled out a smile that was even worse than crying, and stood there stupidly and began to applaud, but the empty eyes seemed to have left the body, and were incompatible with the noise at the scene.

When Brad Pitt heard the name "Hugo", his first reaction was to smash the back of the chair with his right fist, and the swear words in his mouth blurted out. The impulsive and irritable personality popped up again at this moment. His heart suddenly burst out, and the helplessness, anger, and cruelty swept over was completely released. At this moment, he just wanted to hit something hard and release the negative emotions in his heart.

Brad knew that Hugo was in front of him again.

Adam, who was sitting in front of the TV, was concentrating on the surprise. He jumped up from the rocking chair, clenched his fists and shouted loudly at the TV, "That's my son! That's my son!" The roar was like a lion proclaiming his control over the kingdom, and he vented wildly. Adam clenched his fist tightly, and all the muscles on his body tensed up, bursting out all his emotions in his heart to the fullest, "Ahhhh!"

After Adam finished venting, he realized that Taylor and his family were all looking at him in surprise, as if they were monsters. In fact, such Adam was indeed nothing more than a monster. Adam, who had always been introverted, had never vented his emotions so vividly. Even Old Jack, who had known him for the rest of his life, had never seen such an Adam. Such a person was so strange, but so kind.

Adam withdrew his gaze, but found that Jack III also learned his posture, stood on his feet, raised his fists, and shouted at the TV. This naughty little guy made Adam even more embarrassed. He ignored the laughing old Jack, sat back on the rocking chair, trying to remain calm, as if nothing had happened just now.

At this moment, not only Doroth Chandler Hall, but Al Bar has also become a mad ocean. Meredith and Melerine all stood up as if they had lost their minds, shouting wildly, jumping wildly, and celebrating wildly...

Joshua picked up the beer glass, drank it all in one sip, and then smashed the beer glass to the ground with a loud shout, "I knew, I knew!" This action was followed by others, and the explosions of the wine glass hitting the ground came one after another, making the entire Al Bar completely a sea of ​​fire.

The scene at the Doroth Chandler Hall was completely out of control. The guests stood up and contributed thunderous applause. Even Christopher Reeve did not receive such treatment when he appeared. What's even more exaggerated is that crowds from all directions flocked to surrounded Hugo's location, and even made people unable to see where the real protagonist was. Everyone rushed forward to express their congratulations.

The historical trajectory of the 68th Oscars was finally changed due to the flapping of butterfly's wings. The biggest suspense at this year's award ceremony was finally revealed. The winner of the Best Actor in this year was finally confirmed: Hugo Lancaster was successfully crowned!
Chapter completed!