Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO

Chapter 1009 - 692: Best Supporting Actress Award [02] Nora Scott: I Suspect the Whole Internet Is Trying to Destroy Me with Praise

"Am I being vote manipulated?"

Seeing the far-leading vote count, Nora Scott took a bite of an apple and handed the tablet to Pedro Langley.

Pedro glanced at it and said objectively, "No."

Nora scoffed, "Who’d believe this data?" She suspected Pedro of secretly manipulating things. "Was it you?"

"Probably everyone but you and your haters believe it," Pedro said leisurely, then asked, "How long has it been since you last went online?"

"..."

Recently, she’d been busy with Mechanism City and Alexander Vaughn’s matters, so Nora indeed hadn’t been online much.

Nora blinked.

Reaching out his long arm, Pedro hooked her shoulder, holding the tablet with one hand, and pulled up a few posts.

"Your fans are quite remarkable. Once they realized you performed exceptionally well this time, they started preparing for your voting," Pedro showed her the posts. "You have a lot of fans who are professional film critics. This month, they’ve been writing reviews praising your acting on various platforms. Hundreds of thousands of video creators are raving about your skills or making montage videos of you. Those without influence rely on solid techniques, praising your performance, martial arts, dialogue, etc. Those with nothing to offer spread these reviews, videos, and posts."

In this aspect, Nora’s fans were truly impressive.

In just a month, based on this one excellent performance from Nora, they used various self-initiated marketing strategies to change the public’s stereotype of Nora’s "poor acting skills."

They believe that as long as Nora proves herself as an actor, the rest is not for her to worry about.

Talented individuals from all walks of life voluntarily helped to rehabilitate Nora’s image.

Birds of a feather flock together.

Talented people attract other talented people.

When Nora was still Zero, her low profile, legendary experiences, and solid work attracted a large number of loyal fans. Most of these people became fans when they were young and were inspired by Nora to become better versions of themselves, shining in their respective fields.

To them, Zero was not just a comic creator but someone who was both a teacher and a friend.

If she was in trouble, they would naturally help her voluntarily.

Additionally, over the past year, after Nora streamed live, she attracted many new fans with her extraordinary martial arts, impressive mechanical techniques, and professional outdoor skills. These people, who truly appreciated her, weren’t foolish followers who went with the flow; they themselves had a certain level of competence.

——Only those who are good for nothing would freely attack others online to feel a sense of presence.

These people have a correct and objective understanding and have the ability to think independently. If Nora was only an average actor, they wouldn’t speak a word for her, even if they were insulted. But now that Nora had proved herself with her skills, they couldn’t stand by silently.

Nora should stand in the place she deserves!

Under their month-long preparations, many passersby were influenced, with their minds full of thoughts like "Nora deserves to win Best Supporting Actress." As soon as the voting channels opened, they all cast their votes for Nora.

Of course——

There was also a group of fans from Biel Hall and the Northwest, who were incredibly active, creating volumes of rainbow praises for Nora.

"Tsk."

Seeing all the posts online praising her, Nora actually felt creeped out.

She turned to look at Pedro and asked, "Aren’t they afraid of over-hyping me?"

Pedro raised an eyebrow, "Who’s hyping you? They’re just speaking truthfully."

Nora: "..."

I suspect you also want to over-hype me.

Not believing Pedro’s words, Nora took out her phone and dialed Henry Chapman’s number.

"Chapman, do you think I can win Best Supporting Actress?" Nora asked bluntly.

"Yes."

"What’s up with you?" Nora frowned slightly.

Henry usually loved criticizing her acting skills.

Was he taking her pregnancy into account now?

"What?"

"Didn’t you say my acting was no good?"

"You did well this time," Henry said honestly, "and several of the other contenders for Best Supporting Actress performed really poorly."

"..."

Ha, that made a lot of sense.

Nora smiled slightly.

Then, she heard Henry say, "After all, I taught this time."

"..."

You didn’t have to give yourself so much credit.

Nora didn’t argue with Henry and changed the subject, "How’s the barbecue restaurant going?"

"Not bad."

Hearing that, Nora felt relieved, nodded, and said, "I’ll come support it in a few days."

"Okay."

Henry responded.

In the following days, Nora continued to lead the vote count for Best Supporting Actress, with Annabelle Pinto and Luna Durant trailing behind, but still over three times less than Nora.

Bored at home with nothing to do, Nora decided to disguise herself, and taking advantage of the dark, drove to Henry’s barbecue restaurant to enjoy some food and drinks.

On the road, she envisioned various scenarios.

Like how to avoid getting recognized by the guests on the first floor when heading to a private room on the second floor.

But——

After parking her car and entering, she was dumbfounded.

The receptionist was yawning idly, and there were barely any customers in the restaurant, easily countable on one hand.

She stepped back two steps, exited the door, checked the sign to confirm it was indeed Henry’s barbecue restaurant. Then, she glanced at the shops on either side and saw they were bustling with customers, determining that the lack of patrons wasn’t due to "low foot traffic."

"Eating barbecue?"

The receptionist asked skeptically, seeing Nora coming in and out.

"Is your boss here?" Nora asked.

"Our boss..."

Just as the receptionist was about to be evasive, Nora pulled her sunglasses down slightly. Recognizing Nora, she nodded hastily.

The receptionist was brought over from Biel Hall and naturally knew Nora, especially since Nora was so popular now.

She told Nora the name of a private room.

She intended to guide Nora there, but Nora, familiar with the way, didn’t need her guidance and headed upstairs.

The private room on the second floor was empty.

She came to a room, knocked, and entered after getting a response.

Henry was sitting on the sofa, reading a script.

Nora clicked her tongue, stepped inside, raised an eyebrow, "So this is what you mean by ’not bad’ business?"