Chapter 197: Exogenous branches
In an instant.
That is, just a short moment.
But for Anson, this fleeting moment was enough. He stopped when he was done. Before Kate or Brad Jennifer spoke, the smile on the corner of Anson's mouth calmed down and disappeared again. He regained his cool appearance tonight and continued speaking seamlessly.
"Obviously, as a guest, the most important thing is to have a sense of proportion and not take away from the leading actors. I think I should leave before I steal all the talk on tonight's red carpet."< br>
A pun.
Witty and humorous.
Without waiting for Kate to remind him, or for Brad and Jennifer to speak, Anson made an inviting gesture and gave up the focus of the camera again amid the low laughter around him.
He nodded to Brad and Jennifer again, and then Anson walked away.
Just left...just...left...
Brad: ...
Jennifer: ...
Things, right?
Think about it seriously, Anson just appeared on the scene, greeted him, said a few words, and then it was over?
The initiative was in Anson's hands from beginning to end. He showed up briefly and then left with a flourish of his sleeves, leaving no room for reaction at all.
Just, that’s it?
But how did such a deep and distinct impression stay?
Kate is no exception -
Stunned.
She did not expect Anson to be so crisp and clear. After introducing himself and leaving a deep impression, he turned around and left without hesitation. His appearance was just right but he made an impact with high energy and efficiency, leaving a deep mark on the audience's mind. Then it ends decisively, with a lingering aftertaste.
wise. Accurate. Strong.
Proactive throughout the entire process.
Even Brad and Jennifer found it difficult to control the situation. The protagonist left before the conversation could fully unfold. What else could they do?
Wait, the protagonist?
So, in this brief encounter just now, who is the protagonist and who is the supporting role?
Kate couldn't help but glance at Anson's back, with a hint of interest in her eyes, and then looked back at the couple in front of her again.
"Anson, a charming actor, right?"
Jennifer showed a bright smile, "Yes, of course."
In front of the TV.
Blair wailed, "Ah!"
His mother's voice came, "What's wrong?"
Blair covered his cheek, "Anson left, why did he leave so soon?" The topic changed, "But, Anson, Anson is really good. Look, ah ah!”
Mother:...
Over there, Ansen has continued to move forward, without nostalgia or reluctance -
Property, this is key.
Just click till then.
However, the aftertaste is still spreading.
The attention did not stop. The reporters' eyes were still on Brad and Jennifer, but the camera lenses were quietly glued to Anson.
Click.
Click, click, click…
Can't stop at all.
On the other side, Ansen walked straight forward without lingering or pausing, and left gracefully.
"Anson!"
"Anson Wood!"
Until a series of shouts made Anson stop, and then he saw the familiar face of Nicholas, Anson looked slightly surprised.
He also thought that all the mainstream media and important media were all with Brad and Jennifer. If he remembered correctly, the person in front of him was from the New York Times, but he was standing in the second half of the red carpet. Could it be that this reporter still had Colleagues in the first half? Thoughts, paused in my mind.
Anson gestured towards Nicholas, but did not step forward, but continued to take two steps forward.
Nicholas:? ? ?
While confused, Nicholas saw Anson's footsteps stopping not far from Jane Kazmalak, keeping his distance and speaking politely.
"Ms. Kazmalak, it's a great honor to meet you here tonight. I just want to tell you that I really, really like your performance."
Jane Kazmalak was stunned and completely stunned. In place.
Originally, Jane was ready to leave. There was no interview, no applause, and no cheers. Just like her career, the Emmy Awards red carpet seemed different from what she saw on TV. She should stay calm. , left with her head held high, heading to the photo area in front of her, leaving behind her own figure——
Maybe others didn’t know that she had attended the Emmy Awards, but at least she could leave some traces.
However, if you are reluctant to give up, you will still be reluctant to give up after all.
She stayed in the long and ordinary nameless period for so long that she simply forgot that she was also an actor. This was a job that stood under the spotlight, rather than a nine-to-five job hidden in the darkness and unknown. Not even her family knew what she was doing.
Finally, I finally stepped on the red carpet, finally stood under the spotlight, and finally stood on the same occasion as those top stars.
She wants to stay a little longer.
It doesn't matter even if there is no flash, she just wants to stay here for a while.
Is this too humble?
The footsteps moved forward slowly but could not move forward in the end. He scanned the whole place full of attachment and expectation, trying to imprint everything in front of him deeply in his mind.
Because she doesn’t know if she will have the chance to step onto the red carpet of the temple auditorium next year.
Although cruel, this is reality, and this is the job of actors. Even if "Malcolm Family" wins an Emmy Award nomination, it cannot guarantee 100% renewal. Their destiny is never under their control. , always worrying about tomorrow, worrying about the future, worrying about myself disappearing like a bubble.
Then.
"Ms. Kazmalak..."
Jane saw the figure coming towards her, and all the subsequent words turned into a mass of noise, drowned under the overwhelming flash lights in the audience.
After reacting for three seconds, Jane finally came back to her senses, "Tell me, you like my performance? Me?"
Anson nodded gently, "I hope my There is no mistake in pronunciation, otherwise it would be too bad."
Jian waved his hands, "No, no, no, no, your pronunciation is very accurate, Kazmalak, I am the Kazmalak you call me. ”
“Oh, God...”
Jane didn't know why, but she was obviously surrounded by joy and happiness, but her eyes filled with tears, and she covered her mouth in embarrassment.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what happened to me, God."
Anson was also caught off guard by the sudden accident. He looked down at his clothes——
< br>Pockets are empty.
To ensure the lines of his clothing, his look today is completely light, with nothing in his pockets.
Anson signaled, turned around and stepped forward. He was tall and came to the reporter in three or two steps. He asked Nicholas, who had a stunned face and question marks on his head, "Do you have tissues or handkerchiefs?"
Nicholas still didn’t fully react. He subconsciously searched his pocket and took out a tissue. But before handing it to Anson, even after reacting, he pulled the tissue to stop Anson and met Anson’s confused eyes. He was worried. Anson did not follow common sense and left directly, so he must seize the opportunity now.
"A question. So, how do you feel today?"
Anson raised his eyebrows slightly, and a sly look flashed in his eyes, "There are really a lot of people."
>Nicholas was stunned.
Anson had already taken away the tissue and turned to leave.
Nicholas stood there with a helpless smile. At this moment, there was a vibration in his pocket.
At this time, if it is not an important matter, no one will usually contact him.
“This is Nicholas.”
“Hey, big reporter, this is Eve Wilson. West 42.”
The third update.
(End of this chapter)