Dressed as a Man, I Became Tycoon’s Sweetheart Chapter 83

Chapter 83: Chapter 83 Restlessness

“How did this Rotten Sour Plum Award suddenly appear? Today’s headlines are bound to be stolen again!”

“I wonder who’s so unlucky to be handed this hot potato.”

“I’m actually curious to see who won. The industry always focuses on positive awards; I’ve gotten bored of them. A little rebuke might serve as a wake-up call for the younger generation!”

“But no one would accept it, right? Whoever does will never be able to rise in the entertainment industry again. That would be a huge disgrace.”

“True, even someone with the strongest mental fortitude couldn’t face so many people and accept that award…”

[Wow, wow, this is thrilling! The legendary Rotten Sour Plum Award has made a comeback in the Itinerant World!]

[Xiangfei Video really dares to shake things up! Seems like they’ve got a new backer and are bolder than ever, daring to present the Rotten Sour Plum Award. Aren’t they afraid of inciting another upsurge of aggression among popular figures?]

[No wonder they suddenly added a voting section yesterday, but it wasn’t called the Rotten Sour Plum Award, it was called ‘The Artist You Least Want to See This Year’, and it was a fill-in-the-blank, not multiple choice.]

[Saw that too, upstairs, but I was too lazy to fill it out!]

[I thought the live streaming was about to end and I was switching off, but suddenly I’m excited. Announce it quick!]

In the audience and on the live comments, people were whispering and discussing fervently, Jiang Wanze was left on the stage looking strangely at the award committee, not knowing what they were up to, while Cheng Jingshu was bowing her head stroking the trophy in her lap, her bright nails screeching against the silver trophy, her long hair perfectly concealing the sly smile curling at her lips.

The show was about to begin…

Cary, hearing about the Rotten Sour Plum Award, lost interest in mocking Shang Ling’s face and, excitedly slapping Ye Xian and Lin Yan, said, “Hey, hey, who do you guys think the unlucky winner is?”

Lin Yan, “Awards are usually notified in advance. The winner of this kind of award probably won’t attend.”

“Ah? And I was ready to see the winner’s exciting facial expressions. That’s not happening?”

“Not necessarily~” seizing the moment, a third-tier actress next to Cary pitched in, “Since they dared to present it during Scream Night, they must have invited the winner to the event, just like five years ago when the winner wasn’t informed beforehand.”

Excited by this, Cary said, “That makes sense. If they had informed them beforehand, they definitely wouldn’t have come, and so it wouldn’t mean anything to award them.”

Lin Yan: “Just listen quietly.”

“Waiting to watch the show~”

Cary shook his leg in excitement, while Ye Xian took out his phone and Googled this so-called ‘Rotten Sour Plum Award.’

“Everyone might be curious about who the winner is. Now, our gods and goddess of tonight’s Scream Night will reveal the mystery to us!”

The host handed the prompt card to Jiang Wanze and Cheng Jingshu.

Cheng Jingshu graciously nodded to Jiang Wanze, “Wanze, you do it.”

When Jiang Wanze opened the card and saw the two conspicuous characters inside, his face changed dramatically.

Everyone, online and offline, was focusing intently on him, all ears, waiting for him to announce the Rotten Sour Plum winner.

But all they saw was him staring straight at the card, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, seemingly hesitant to read out the name.

“When was this added?”

In the VIP front center seat, a tall man with crossed legs asked in a heavy tone.

Pang Kai quickly opened his iPad to check tonight’s award schedule, “This item isn’t on the award list; maybe the director added it last minute for extra flair.”

After saying that, seeing no particular expression on the CEO’s face, he reassuredly closed his iPad.

“Why haven’t they announced it yet?”

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