Ten days later, the 50th anniversary celebration of the Chinese Music Golden Melody Awards officially began.
At about seven o'clock in the evening, Chen Feng drove his red Highlander to the vicinity of Qingsong Gymnasium in Kyoto City. The main stage of the celebration is located here. At the same time, the celebration will be broadcast live by more than a dozen mainstream TV stations.
Major online video platforms will also have online simultaneous live broadcasts.
This is a grand event in the entertainment and music circles, and it can be said to be highly anticipated.
Although the grand ceremony did not officially start until eight o'clock in the evening, around seven o'clock, there was already a sea of people near the Qingsong Stadium. Apart from various celebrities, artists and onlookers, the largest number of people left were reporters and editors from the entertainment media. They squeezed through
I want to catch some special news in my head and set off the entertainment industry overnight.
One kilometer away from the Qingsong Gymnasium, Chen Feng saw many people squatting at major traffic thoroughfares. These people should be spies sent by the major media to collect information. They all seemed to have sharp eyes and could scan at will.
Just by looking at a passing car, you can roughly guess who is sitting inside.
Of course, when Chen Feng drove by, no one even looked at him. Now he is just an ordinary passer-by, so naturally he cannot attract other people's attention.
Chen Feng drove directly to the parking lot outside the stadium.
A second wave of people carrying various photography and video equipment were stationed in the parking lot. They were waiting for some big stars to appear and capture a few pictures of the scene.
Chen Feng's car still didn't attract anyone's attention. It was an ordinary Highlander. The car was too low-end. It was probably a certain staff member.
Chen Feng was naturally happy to be at ease. He parked the car, picked up the invitation and put it casually in his pocket, then got out of the car and prepared to enter the venue.
At this moment, a Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle drove into the parking lot again.
As soon as this car appeared, many people picked up their photography equipment, pointed at the car, and started taking pictures.
Soon, the car came to a steady stop. Half a minute later, the door opened with a bang, and three assistants came out of the car first. A male assistant glanced around as soon as he got off the car, as if on alert, and the other two
The female assistant is responsible for backpacking and carrying things, and the last person to get off the bus is the real owner.
A handsome, white and tender little fresh meat.
Well, she is so beautifully dressed, and her makeup is more exquisite than most girls!
The shiny custom-made suits, watches, necklaces, rings, and earrings were all extraordinary at first glance. As soon as he got out of the car, he looked around coldly for a week, and then walked towards the venue with a cold face.
Click, click, click...
Immediately, many people around him started filming him wildly. The most popular in the entertainment industry now are these young fresh-faced artists. Even if they don’t sing well, act well, or dance well, they are handsome and tender.
Ah, naturally there will be many young people who like them and are willing to spend money on them.
They are very marketable, so media reporters are willing to take pictures of them. Anyway, if you take a few handsome photos of little fresh meat, you can do business when you go back, so why not?
Chen Feng watched this scene with great interest. It was actually quite interesting. Every time these little fresh meats went out, they made a big fuss. They all looked like kings and superstars. But in fact, the real kings and superstars were not.
There is no such big shelf.
But, no matter what, these little fresh meats and the economic companies behind them have their own set of market operation rules. If they do things according to other people's routines, they can really make money. In the fan economy, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, and others can't say it.
something.
Chen Feng didn't have any special thoughts about this. He was just watching the show now.
Soon, Xiao Xianrou and his group walked past Chen Feng. Chen Feng thought about it and followed them a few meters behind them.
It's all Xu Tailang's fault.
Originally, Chen Feng asked him to pick him up, and the two of them came together. However, after learning that Lin Shengxue was also going to attend the ceremony, Xu Tailang went to accompany Lin Shengxue, and Chen Feng had to go alone.
come over.
He had never been to such an occasion before, and he didn't know how to enter now, so he just followed the people in front of him.
In this way, Chen Feng followed Xiao Xianrou to the entrance.
A pair of handsome men and beautiful women were standing at the door to greet guests. They all had professional smiles on their faces and spoke politely to everyone.
Xiaoxianrou and his group quickly walked over, and a female assistant with a backpack following behind couldn't help but look back at Chen Feng.
"The guy behind us who has been following us probably won't be able to get in... Hehe, he doesn't even think about it. Ordinary people can sneak in on such an important occasion?"
The other female assistant smiled and said nothing. It was not surprising that they had seen this kind of thing many times. There are always people who want to join other people's assistant teams and mix with each other. However, this person was a bit stupid today. He was so far away. He could
It would be weird to sneak in.
Just when the two female assistants thought the matter was funny, their expressions suddenly changed and they looked a little embarrassed.
Because Chen Feng followed closely behind them, he walked in smoothly.
This situation can only mean that the other party also has an invitation letter.
"Um... maybe, he is a staff member or security guard here..." A female assistant tried hard to find an excuse.
"No...he can be considered...a member of the music industry..."
Suddenly, a cold little walking meat spoke.
"Um...he? Is he from the music industry? Yichen, do you know him?" the female assistant asked curiously.
"Well... I guess... then "Mouse Loves Rice" was written by him."
"Clam?"
The two female assistants and the male assistant next to them were all surprised. They had naturally heard of "Mouse Loves Rice", but they never expected that the author of this Internet divine song was actually the ordinary person who had been following them just now.
guy.
After being stunned for a long time, a female assistant curled her lips and said dullly: "I don't understand. This is the 50th anniversary of the Chinese Music Awards. The organizer would actually give an invitation letter to someone who writes Internet garbage songs. It's really...
…downgrade…”
"Shut up!" Fan Yichen shouted coldly. In this situation, you can't talk nonsense.
That's right, this little hottie is Fan Yichen!
After screwing up the Heng vertical band, he began to devote himself wholeheartedly to the business of shaping Xiao Xianrou's image. With the packaging and marketing of the entertainment company behind him, he is now very popular, and even grabbed a prize at this festival.
A performance quota, and it is a personal singing and dancing show, which can be said to be very powerful.
However, the current Fan Yichen is different from the Fan Yichen who was in the Hengsheng band before. Under the training of the company, he has become much more mature and calm, and he handles things in full accordance with the rules of the entertainment industry. He is no longer as impulsive and reckless as before.
appearance.
Moreover, his image became more feminine, and there were no one knows how many layers of makeup were applied to his face. In fact, when Chen Feng saw him, he didn't recognize him at all.
However, if Chen Feng could recognize him just now, Chen Feng would probably be shocked. Although Fan Yichen in the past had an image of a little fresh meat, it was not too much. However, the current Fan Yichen, no matter in terms of image,
Both his temperament and temperament have changed so much, it's almost like he has completely changed as a person.
Alas, it’s not easy to be a little fresh meat!
…
After entering the venue, go to the left through a passage, where big stars walk on the red carpet, sign autographs, and accept interviews. Go to the right, where ordinary guests and audience members sit. Chen Feng went directly to the right.
After looking at the seat numbers on the invitation, Chen Feng searched row by row. As a result, when he found his seat, he couldn't help complaining about Zheng Yugang crazily in his heart.
"Why did you arrange such a front position for me? This is not good!"
Chen Feng's seat was in the third row, and the first two rows were occupied by important guests.
In fact, even the third to fifth rows were filled with prominent figures in the entertainment industry. It was a bit inappropriate to place Chen Feng in such a position.
However, it may be because director Zheng Yugang personally asked for Chen Feng's quota, and the relevant staff naturally did not dare to be too negligent, so they finally ranked the position here.
In the final analysis, this is giving Zheng Yugang face, and Chen Feng himself has nothing to do about it.
As for changing seats, it should be quite troublesome. Chen Feng doesn't know the relevant staff now, and most of the seats are still empty. Even if he wants to change, there is no one to change him.
Well, then I can only sit here and pretend to be dead. No one knows me anyway, so let him be!
Chen Feng shrugged and finally sat directly in his seat.
At this time, the scene of the red carpet on the other side was being played simultaneously on the big screen at the scene. Celebrities and celebrities from all walks of life walked gloriously through the red carpet one by one, receiving the crazy baptism of cameras, and then signed their signatures on the signature wall.
, they were having fun with the host again, and the scene looked extremely harmonious and cheerful.
However, the process of this kind of thing was all the same. After a few glances, Chen Feng lost interest. There were not many people present yet, so he simply sat in his seat and closed his eyes to rest.
"Oh, I miss An An a bit. It's so boring here. I might as well video chat with An An at home!"
"Well, I don't know what's going on with the little black charcoal head. If it's too late to go back, I wonder if it will be scared..."
…
While thinking about it, Chen Feng actually felt a little sleepy, and his consciousness began to become blurry.
Just when Chen Feng was about to fall asleep, suddenly, a pair of slightly cold hands stretched out from Chen Feng's side and covered his eyes.
"Hehe...guess who I am?" A deliberately lowered voice sounded in Chen Feng's ears.
Chen Feng woke up in an instant.
What a familiar taste, what a familiar touch, what a familiar pair of hands, what a familiar breath!
"An'an!" Chen Feng shouted in surprise.
He grasped the hands that were covering his eyes, then gently opened them and turned to look to his side.