Xu Siye really knows how to whet everyone's appetite!
When Wen Wan heard this, her eyes almost rolled up to the sky. She was so anxious that she scratched her ears and cheeks, and her heart was in her throat.
She subconsciously looked at Zhou Ziheng not far away, only to see him sitting upright, looking calm and composed, as if his work had not been nominated.
Okay, it’s true that the emperor is not anxious, but the eunuch is!
Just when she was about to turn around, Zhou Ziheng suddenly looked at her, and the two smiled at each other in tacit understanding.
[Ahhhhh, a bowl of porridge is killing me!!]
[I don’t want to kowtow either, but they’re looking at each other and smiling!!]
[Hey, Si Yu is about to have a little princess, but Yiwan Zhou hasn't been announced yet. Can you two catch up on the progress? ?]
[Please both of you get married right here when you go on stage later, thank you!]
Xu Siye glanced at the two of them, and suddenly a sly smile appeared on his face. "The content of this MV is very rich, and the ending is also very touching."
"Fans often say they're going to send knives to the screenwriter and the two leading actors, and some even write letters in blood asking for a sequel."
When Wen Wan said this, she lowered her head and smiled. She was most likely heartbroken. If it wasn't for her name, she would have written it upside down from now on.
After all, when the "Broken Heart" MV was first released, she often received such private messages.
After Xu Siye had enough of the suspense, he announced directly, "The final winner of the Best MV of the Year is Zhou Ziheng's "Broken Heart"! Congratulations!"
After hearing the news, Wen Wan laughed and clapped wildly. Zhou Ziheng's expression remained calm and he stood up as usual.
Ming Chuqing looked at the people cheering beside her and asked softly, "Do you want to go on stage with me?"
"Ah?" Wen Wan was stunned for a moment when she heard the news, then she came to her senses and said, "No."
"I just participated in the music video. I'll probably be scolded by the Qingzhou sisters if I go on stage. Maybe they'll accuse me of riding on the popularity like they did to He Yueyan. I don't want to be scolded!"
Zhou Ziheng walked silently towards the stage, but suddenly stopped when he reached the stairs, then turned around and looked at Wen Wan.
Ming Chuqing noticed this and quickly reached out to push the person next to her, "You'd better get on stage quickly, your husband is waiting for you."
"Looking at his attitude, if you don't go, he will probably keep waiting."
Wen Wan: “…”
Is her brother so willful now? If she goes up now, wouldn't that be like going public? Wouldn't she be sniped to death by Sister Qingzhou?
She wouldn't suddenly become obscure after attending the award ceremony!
[If this bowl of porridge isn't real, my name would be written upside down.]
[Wen Xiaowan, what are you doing? Your husband is waiting for you, hurry over there!]
[Old Zhou, hurry up! What are you waiting for? Why not just drag your wife onto the stage? ? ]
[Zhou Ziheng, are you a man? If you are, drag her onto the stage and kiss her to death! Then get married right there!]
While Wen Wan was hesitating whether to go up or gesture to let him go up alone, Zhou Ziheng walked in front of her unknowingly.
"Let's go." Zhou Ziheng stretched out his hand in front of her and looked at her lovingly.
Wen Wan looked up at him, puffed out her cheeks, suddenly smiled, and then put her small hand on his big hand.
If I don't agree now, it would be really ungrateful. Never mind, it will be made public sooner or later anyway.
As soon as Zhou Ziheng touched her tender little hand, he held it tightly. When the audience not far behind saw this action, it immediately caused a huge stir.
The audience screamed crazily: "A bowl of porridge! I beg you two to get married right here!"
"Zhou Ziheng! Can you tell me if Wanwan's hands are soft?! I really envy you!!"
"Zhou Ziheng, if you are a man, you will marry her! Otherwise, give her to me!! I will marry her!!"
Zhou Ziheng took her hand and stood up gently, with a smile on his face as he looked provocatively at the audience behind him.
[We finally got a real couple, I'm so happy, I'm really going crazy!]
[After Lao Zhou held his wife's hand, he became visibly happier.]
Look at that smug grin on his face. Is he trying to provoke us?! You bastard! You stole my wife! You have no heart!
[Lao Zhou: Don’t you have wives of your own? Why are you coveting my wife?]
Zhou Ziheng held Wen Wan's hand and walked towards the stage together. As a result, when walking up the stairs, he accidentally stepped on Wen Wan's skirt.
Wen Wan frowned slightly, pointed at the obvious footprint on her skirt, and looked at him with puffed cheeks, as if she was going to accuse him.
Zhou Ziheng looked at her cute appearance and chuckled, "I'll wash it for you when we get home."
"You can't send the laundry to me, I want you to wash my clothes by hand!" She looked at the man's humble and submissive look, and her whole body stood up, smiling and making a fuss.
"Okay." He agreed with a smile, then turned around and motioned for her to go in front. He was afraid that her skirt would get caught on the stairs, so he silently helped her lift the hem of her skirt from behind.
[This is so sweet! This bowl of porridge is so sweet! Lifting her skirt is such a treat!]
[Wanwan's adorable look when Lao Zhou stepped on her skirt is so adorable! But I really want to know what they were talking about...]
[Let me guess, maybe if you behave well, I'll buy you a new dress later?]
Xu Siye looked at the two people's ambiguous appearance and said teasingly with a smile: "Judging from the two of you, good things are about to happen, right?"
Wen Wan suddenly stopped smiling and replied seriously, "Good things are coming? Didn't good things come a long time ago?"
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