The Huang Chao Entertainment awards ceremony was broadcast live throughout on the official livestream channel.
There were many segments during the event. Initially, the company's achievements were introduced, followed by performances.
Besides Huang Chao Entertainment's own artists, several popular stars from other entertainment companies also participated in the performances.
Naturally, the most anticipated performance was Lin Chaoyang's song.
Lin Chaoyang was set to perform Ting Yu's new song at the annual gala.
This news had already spread across the internet.
The official livestream channel for Huang Chao Entertainment on the live streaming platform had been placed in the most prominent position on the homepage by the platform.
The cameras of various media reporters were also ready.
This annual gala encompassed nearly half of the entertainment industry.
Such a scale was comparable to an entertainment extravaganza.
"As expected of Huang Chao Entertainment, so extravagant!"
"Has Ting Yu arrived yet?"
"Holy cow, even Mo Yan and Fang Lingyu are here."
"Haha, Shen Jinghong looks so well-behaved following behind Teacher Mo Yan."
The gala's program hadn't started yet; it was currently a guest reception.
And at this reception, the guests were all big names rarely seen in daily life.
"Master, you must be tired. Shall we go sit over there?" Shen Jinghong pointed to a nearby resting area and said to Mo Yan.
At that moment, Mo Yan was chatting with Fang Lingyu and several other music gods. His conversation was interrupted by Shen Jinghong, who said grumpily, "You're a young man, you should go mingle more with your peers at the reception. Why are you following this old man around..."
His tone was filled with a sense of disappointment and frustration.
Shen Jinghong was very good-looking, and even if his achievements couldn't match Ting Yu's, he was still considered outstanding among his peers.
By rights, such a talented young man should have many girls flocking around him. However, Shen Jinghong showed no interest in these girls. Instead, he preferred to follow Mo Yan, quietly listening even when Mo Yan was chatting with others.
He didn't seem bored at all.
"Ahem... I'll just stay with Master." Shen Jinghong glanced at the lively reception and shrank his neck.
"Alas... there's no hope." Mo Yan slapped his forehead.
In truth, it was difficult to associate Shen Jinghong with social anxiety because, besides being a producer, he was also a singer.
However, apart from when he was working, he was a complete homebody with social anxiety in his private life.
He rarely left his house and spent his free time at Mo Yan's studio, playing chess and having tea with him.
For a young man to live a life like an elderly person following him, what was that about?
Just then.
A girl in a long dress approached Shen Jinghong.
"H-hello, can I have your phone number?" the girl said, blushing and appearing a bit embarrassed.
Shen Jinghong was taken aback and then pointed to the phone in her hand, saying, "Don't you already have it?"
Her screen was still lit. Why was she asking for his phone number?
"Uh... I didn't mean that. I want your phone number." The girl became even more embarrassed.
"Are you kidding me? I've been using this number for over ten years. If I give it to you, what will I do? Go get your own, it's only a few dozen yuan a month for the plan. You're not thinking of using my number for telecom fraud, are you?" Shen Jinghong immediately became wary.
The girl was completely bewildered.
She stared blankly for a full ten seconds.
What kind of person was this?
Was he really this peculiar?
"I'm sorry to have bothered you." Saying that, she turned and left.
Shen Jinghong then let out a cold snort.
He looked towards Mo Yan.
With a sly grin, he said, "Master, she got angry when I exposed her."
Mo Yan's forehead was covered in black lines. He patted Shen Jinghong's shoulder with a hint of sympathy, "This is all my fault..."
Shen Jinghong had followed Mo Yan since he was young. However, Mo Yan's studio had very few women, which led to him not knowing how to interact with girls now.
"Take your time, and Teacher Mo Yan shouldn't rush," Jiang Qian said, trying to suppress a smile.
"Teacher Mo Yan, we haven't played chess together in a long time. Fancy a game?" Fang Lingyu pointed to the tables and chairs nearby. Since everyone was involved in the arts, they naturally had areas for music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. A chessboard was set up on a nearby table.
"Alright, Jinghong, go play by yourself. Come find me when the gala starts," Mo Yan directly ordered.
Although Shen Jinghong was reluctant, he still obeyed his master and went to wander around the reception alone.
Seeing him looking back repeatedly, Mo Yan once again slapped his forehead.
"Haha, Teacher Mo Yan, don't be angry. I think young Shen is quite a good kid," Fang Lingyu said with a smile upon seeing this.
"How can I not be angry? Ting Yu, at the age of ten, was already engaged to Li Chaoyang's daughter. This kid is in his twenties and hasn't even dated yet," Mo Yan sighed.
"Young Shen is handsome and talented. He's just not awakened yet. Once he does, finding a girlfriend won't be difficult," Jiang Qian comforted him.
In her opinion, although Shen Jinghong couldn't compare to Ting Yu, he was far more outstanding than others of his generation.
Furthermore, he was the last disciple of music god Mo Yan. Both his status and talent were excellent. It was just that Ting Yu was too outstanding, overshadowing the brilliance he deserved.
Mo Yan seemed to have also thought of this. He exchanged a glance with Jiang Qian, then looked at his disciple who was wandering through the crowd like a simpleton, and sighed again.
For him to awaken, it seemed more difficult than climbing to the heavens...
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Backstage at the reception.
Su Yu was waiting outside the lounge.
Lin Yanyu was still getting her makeup done. Today was Huang Chao Entertainment's annual gala, and as Lin Chaoyang's daughter, she naturally had to attend in full regalia.
At this moment.
The lounge door opened.
A beam of light shone onto Su Yu's face.
He looked up slowly.
He saw Lin Yanyu standing at the doorway, holding the hem of her skirt with one hand and the door frame with the other.
She was wearing a snow-white long dress today, with a long hem. Her hair was elegantly pinned up, and she wore crystal decorations on her head.
Under the light, they sparkled with dazzling radiance.
On her exquisite and beautiful face, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and she was looking at Su Yu with a smile.
Su Yu was completely mesmerized by Lin Yanyu's attire.
She was too beautiful!
Lin Yanyu was already beautiful in her usual attire, but after dressing up today, she looked like a celestial being.
"Su Su..." Lin Yanyu felt a little flustered by Su Yu's intense gaze.
"Uh... My dear wife, you look so beautiful today." Su Yu snapped back to reality and quickly walked over to hold her skirt.
Lin Yanyu then casually linked her arm with his and teased him, "Wasn't I beautiful before?"
"You were beautiful before, and you've always been beautiful!" Su Yu nodded quickly in response.
"Pfft... Stop joking. Let's go to the reception," Lin Yanyu couldn't help but chuckle and gently squeezed Su Yu's arm.
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