The stone-blue sky slowly evaporated, and a golden sunshine in red scattered lazily. In an instant, it seemed that the whole world became brighter. After the rain, the haze covering Oscar's head disappeared unexpectedly, and the thin but bright sunshine released warmth bit by bit.

Standing on the wet red carpet with his feet, Lance looked up at the sky, then waved his hand to the staff, declined their umbrella service. Turning around, Lance put his left hand behind, gentlemanly stretched out his right hand, and gave out the invitation.

Emma, ​​who was carefully tidying up her tail, looked up and saw the azure blue eyes. Behind her was the sky that slowly became brighter. The navy blue slowly melted into the golden yellow, as if a drop of golden pigment fell into the clear inkstone pool. The waves were magnificent and shocking. Finally, all the light gathered in this azure blue, like thousands of stars flashing in her eyes. The gentle and dazzling light instantly grabbed her mind.

The afternoon when the two met for the first time suddenly appeared in Emma's mind. The sand and stones were flying, heavy rain, and the wind and clouds changed color. The poeticity of the red umbrella was not as good as the thrilling blue. Time and space completed the shuttle at this moment. It seemed that nothing had changed, but it seemed that everything had changed.

"The first time is also a rainy day." Emma whispered, and in the unscrupulous roar in her ears, there was no slight wave. Emma originally thought Lance could not hear it, but she didn't expect that she saw a faint smile flashing in her eyes, as if a stone was thrown into the calm lake, with ripples. Emma's cheeks couldn't help but burn slightly, and the smile at the corner of her mouth rippled.

Emma stretched out her right hand and placed it in Lance's palm. The faint warmth, but a hint of familiarity arises from the strangeness. Emma couldn't help but tighten her fingertips, clenched her wide palm, and then walked out of the car, standing on the red carpet with her feet down to the ground.

The air with a trace of water vapor in the coldness came to her face, but it was immediately broken by a tornado-like heat wave, torn to pieces. The entire scene seemed to have been put into a mixer. The huge air wave made Emma not stand firm. Then a steady and powerful force came from her right hand, which controlled her firmly. A little bit of heat came from behind, as if she could feel the palm of her hand politely stopping less than an inch behind her back.

Emma raised her head and looked at Lance generously, showing a big smile, her eyes flashed slightly, and expressed her gratitude.

Lance let go of his right hand, then adjusted his position towards the red carpet, supporting his right arm; Emma took a small step forward, stood on the right side of Lance, holding the empty arm with his left hand, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Lance. A ray of sunlight shone like a spotlight, covering Lance and Emma, ​​warm and with a hint of greenness, outlining a golden halo on the figures of the two people, which was so beautiful that it was intoxicating.

For a moment, the noise and boiling in the audience fell into a state of static. Everyone stared at the two people in front of them with wide eyes. The strange feeling of moving in the familiarity easily surprised and amazed everyone.

The ivory white stand-up collar shirt, the vertical pearl white dark patterns are almost invisible, but the retro style of the nobles of the 1930s is revealed in the details; the graphite black small woolen collar suit is paired with a vest, which is mixed with a burgundy Scottish check pattern in the intertwined grey and navy blue, revealing the bold color matching choice in the low-key, which has an incredible chemical effect; the straight single-surface suit pants will land on the illuminating upper of the black Oxford shoes, which is more burdensome and less embarrassing, just right; the black scarf on the chest, the black bow tie on the neck, and the black woolen collar all use a unified black silk fabric, which is smooth, smooth, delicate and meticulous.

There was no special point in a black suit, but he always showed his unruly and arrogant expression in a low-key manner. His gentlemanly and heroic temperament filled every detail with artistic atmosphere. His neat shortness was combed, and his 28-point elegance was not something that anyone could control, revealing the whole handsome face. The halo of the blue eyes was slowly flowing, as if even the breathing rhythm was completely in the traction.

This is Lance. Every appearance is always amazing. It quietly brings all eyes together. That powerful aura is the well-deserved focus when it goes to any corner.

Standing beside him was a graceful figure. A silver diamond-clad strapless top revealed its slender collarbone, and its white skin became more eye-catching in the silver halo; the lower body was paired with a pair of black satin straight suit trousers, with a high waist design and just enough to cover the ankles, and the perfect proportion of legs was fully revealed; a pair of A-shaped thin heeled black leather high heels were worn under the feet, and the high-customized sense of forbidden/desire/fashion danced on the elegantly arched ballet feet, soft and firm Tough; a black satin waistband looks more like a man's special, but after folding it into two fingers wide, it adds a cool and heroic posture. Then you can see that the entire waistband is tied with a bold bow on the left waist, and then it extends long to drag the tail and droops to the ground. The artistic soft lines outline the softness of women... More importantly, when you turn around, you can see the fair and smooth back, and the pure and flawless luster exudes a fatal sex/sense in the diamond halo.

This... is Emma Stone? Almost everyone can't recognize it. It seems that overnight, the little girl grew into a goddess who turned upside down. Her neat and cool heroic posture was mixed with elegant and soft bookish spirit. A hint of charm of a mature woman was filled with every move. The neat red short and refreshing and pleasant lips were the biggest highlight of the outfits on her body. The retro temperament of the golden age easily captured everyone's heart.

Even when standing beside Lance and having outstanding aura, she was not at all inferior. Her generous self-confidence was not ostentatious, but had a unique flavor. The free smile on the corner of her mouth never had the youthfulness and tension of becoming Oscars. There was a little sunshine hidden youth, like a beautiful landscape, bathed in the dazzling golden sunshine.

Unexpectedly, absolutely, Unexpectedly, Lance and Emma stood side by side quietly and calmly, without any unnecessary movements, without deliberately exchanging sights, and did not even show each other's intimacy, but the heart-pounding throbbing began to dance in the thin light, everything was so strange, so strange that it was shocking; but it was so familiar that it was so familiar that it made people feel moved.

Compared to the show-like performances of Brad and Angelina, the pair of partners in front of them unexpectedly became the most shining presence in the audience. Unexpectedly, Emma became the biggest highlight of tonight.

After a moment of pause, screams, shouts, whistles, and calls gathered together again and exploded heart-wrenchingly. The powerful energy was like a pair of huge hands, tearing open the clouds on the sky, and then the sun shone on the earth, and the dazzling golden light fell down without any reservation. The entire Los Angeles entered the volcanic eruption mode with the Kodak Theater as the center, rumbled, rumbling, and the earth-shaking shouts spread continuously, an absolutely strong attitude declared that the Oscars ceremony officially kicked off from this moment.

"Lance! Lance! Lance!"

The shouts of the streets gradually gathered, sand gathered into towers, and became more and more surging. Everyone couldn't help but start shouting in unison. The uniform slogans reminded people of the Vikings' war cry, bang! bang! bang! bang! The powerful momentum shakes the whole world with all their might hit the wall.

The reporters were stunned; ABC TV station was stunned; even the staff who maintained order at the scene were stunned.

Everyone looked at the surging crowds around, as if everyone was shouting, everyone was shouting, everyone was shouting, "Lance! Lance! Lance!" The unstoppable energy was transmitted to every corner of the United States through the camera lens. Every audience sitting in front of the TV watching the red carpet of the awards ceremony tonight, every cell in his blood deeply felt this destructive and destructive power.

Who would have thought that Oscars, which is actually a director or star, could feel such treatment above the dignified Oscar. Even Stanley Kubrick, even Harrison Ford, could not reach such a height. But tonight, by chance, the right time, place, people and people, was staged in front of you.

The vast sound made people excited. I couldn't help but want to shout and roar in unison, and vent my excitement in this simplest but most direct way. But... why? Could it be that all of this is supporting Lance? All of it is supporting the "Rampant Road"?

If you think about it carefully, it seems that you should not be surprised. If not, how could an R-level movie or a cult movie become the new box office champion in North American film history?

So, what will happen to the Oscar tonight? The expectation began to explode instantly, like a virus, not just Hollywood Avenue, not just Los Angeles, every audience member waiting in front of the TV couldn't help but stand up, then raised his right fist high and shouted in unison:

"Lance! Lance! Lance!"
Chapter completed!