"Speaking of national treasure-level superstars, who can compare to Ami? His acting skills are superb, and he can play any role convincingly. This time, he even directed and starred in an excellent inspirational film, which is no less than an art film and is more likely to win awards."
"What a joke, the award will definitely go to Artest. He's a world-class superstar. Who can compare to Artest? Although this is his transitional work, his acting skills are so superb that no one can ignore them."
"..."
You said I'd tear it down.
You take it apart and I'll explain.
In any case, everyone is supporting their own idol and no one believes that their idol will be eliminated.
For netizens who frequently watch live streams, this is like a treat before the annual Best Actor awards are announced.
After all, the nominees for Best Actor are all top-tier, even super-top-tier, stars with a huge fan base. With so many fans, it's natural that no one is willing to concede to anyone else.
The debate starts every year around this time, only with a different group of people. Some netizens are already used to it, and when they see this scene, they can only sigh: "It's so good to be young."
With only one award left, the eyes of the Chinese and Japanese provinces practically popped out of their sockets. He swore he had never been so nervous before.
"It has to be Artest, it has to be Artest..."
He was muttering to himself, praying in his heart, staring intently, his mouth open, breathing rapidly, and sweat beading on his forehead; he looked extremely nervous.
There are four major groups of dragon fans like him.
Gong Xueer, Lin Ling, Susan, and Eve were all watching the live stream.
"Do you think Atailong will win Best Actor this time?" Gong Xueer asked. She didn't know much about foreign stars, so she wasn't sure how good Atailong was.
"I'm not sure, but the chances are great. Don't underestimate Artest just because he's not as good as Dragon in every way. He's been in the industry for so long that he has a deep influence even in Hollywood. His connections, strength, and status are enough to make him a worthy actor." Lin Ling saw things very clearly.
“Ata Long winning Best Actor won’t have a big impact on Long. Even if he wins, it won’t shake Long’s position. There’s no need to worry,” Susan said calmly.
Eve nodded in agreement: "That's right. If an award for Best Actor could make Atailong surpass the dragon, that would be too exaggerated."
Hearing what the two said, Gong Xueer and Lin Ling felt quite helpless.
"You guys are all so indifferent to things that don't concern you. If Atai Long wins the Best Actor award, his fans will probably keep comparing him to Long," Gong Xueer said.
“Yeah, I feel really annoyed every time I see their irritating words,” Lin Ling chimed in.
“But that’s just how it is!” Susan said, pursing her lips. They weren’t wrong; this was exactly what they thought.
"The awards ceremony is here!" Eve reminded them, interrupting their conversation.
The four of them immediately fell silent, turned their attention to the screen, and waited for the host to speak.
Beneath the host's slow, deliberate speech lay the excitement of countless people. Finally, he uttered the name that had haunted so many dreams:
"The actor who won the Best Actor award at this year's Oscar Awards is—Atalong!"
ah!
When the name was announced, the crowd erupted in thunderous screams.
Upon hearing the name Atai Long, the people of Japan and South Korea were momentarily stunned, their faces turning frenzied and even becoming distorted.
"It's him again, it really is Atailong!"
Online, a group of Ayton's fans were overjoyed. After waiting for so many years, he finally won the Best Actor award, which was the best support for them.
Artest was also very excited, and walked to the front of the stage with tears in his eyes, feeling the gaze of everyone.
Nobody cares about personal reflections anymore; the most tense and exciting moments are over.
Especially for Artest's fans, they have only one emotion right now: excitement.
Fortunately, the Japanese and Korean provinces of the Celestial Empire were relatively rational. They knew that the matter was already settled, and when facing the dragon, Atailong was no longer useless.
He posted a screenshot of Artest's award on Facebook, and it quickly attracted a lot of attention.
"Well deserved, truly well deserved!"
"See that? Atai Long won Best Actor! Fans, what else do you have to say?"
"What is true strength? This is true strength. Can Long win the Best Actor award? No, he can't!"
"No matter how famous, influential, popular, or well-paid you are, if you don't win the Best Actor award, you're just trash."
"At least in terms of strength, Long is no longer a match for Atai Long."
"If you're so capable, why don't you get Artest to win Best Actor? Hahaha, now that Artest has won, what else do you want to say?"
"Atalong is really something, he gets what he wants just like that, he's that capricious."
"..."
Before, fans could at least offer some rebuttals, but now, they really don't know how to refute it, since Artest has indeed won the Best Actor award.
Out of desperation, Eve's words were repeatedly quoted: they never cared whether the dragon won the Best Actor award; in their hearts, the dragon was always superior to the Best Actor.
These words naturally drew ridicule from Artest's fans, but they didn't care because that was exactly what they thought.
Moreover, they also knew that, given Long's current situation, he would never be able to win the Oscar for Best Actor. Although there were other Best Actor winners, none of them could compare to the Oscar winner.
Aside from a sigh of regret, there was nothing else to say, since Long only lost to Atai Long in one aspect, but completely outclassed Atai Long in other aspects.
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