Xia Siyu sat in the audience, listening. When her name wasn't called, her mind went somewhat blank.
It was expected, actually. She was quite clear about her abilities. Especially now, looking back at the film "Spring Light," she had just begun to grasp the art of acting at that time. Although occasionally there were moments of brilliance, they were fragmented. The connection between one scene and the next wasn't smooth enough. Individually, it was fine, but if you were to compare it with an entire film, it seemed a bit shallow.
So, the name wasn't hers; it was given to another Spanish actress. She wasn't surprised. As she sat below the stage, she clapped and looked in the direction of the actress, sincerely congratulating her.
