eight pm.
The live broadcast of the Artist of the Year Awards Ceremony starts.
The artist influence list has the attention of the whole people.
As soon as the live broadcast started, the popularity soared.
On this day, more than a thousand domestic artists will all come to the scene.
Although there are only one or two hundred celebrities among them, and some are artists who have debuted for a long time and haven't appeared in front of the camera for a long time, as long as they don't quit the circle, everyone will come to show their faces.
The order of the red carpet is comprehensively arranged according to the coffee position and influence ranking.
The higher the position, the lower the reputation and the lower the coffee position.
The first eight or nine hundred people are basically just going through the motions. No matter how little they wear, they won't be noticed by too many people.
The rules in the circle are cruel and realistic. Sometimes these little-known artists stay on the red carpet for too long, and are mercilessly driven away by the organizers.
The time is approaching ten o'clock, and the truly popular artists will enter the venue one after another.
The first few hundred people were basically only read a name, and the next hundred artists were interviewed in the middle of the red carpet.
The two hosts on the stage are ready and looking through the list of artists.
When they saw Song Qingyou's name, both Kong Ying and Qin Gu showed surprise.
Song Qingyou was only ranked 185 three months ago. Since she was very topical this year, she was placed in the bottom 45 position.
In front of her is Zhao Yingnan, who is neither hot nor popular but has good resources.
The two looked at each other, and Kong Ying couldn't help but sigh with emotion:
"Didn't Song Qingyou come to the awards ceremony last year?"
Qin Gu nodded: "At that time, she was still among the first few hundred people, and no one remembered her name and face at all. This year..."
This year, she surpassed Zhao Yingnan in one fell swoop.
People's fate is really hard to say sometimes.
Kong Ying lowered her head, "Do you think Zhao Yingnan will feel uncomfortable? Once upon a time, Song Qingyou had to call her Sister Yingnan, but now they are all equal."
"That's not necessarily true. Didn't you see that Song Qingyou saved her life before? The two should have a good relationship in private."
"Too."
After the two talked for a while, the first car stopped at the entrance of the red carpet
—There are not many fans of artists after 100, and there will be no trouble of being surrounded by fans, so it is generally not allowed to park the car at the entrance.
The voice of speaking stopped immediately, the two adjusted the microphone, and introduced the people who got off the car with their voices.
——
Song Qingyou was rushing from the stylist's studio to the venue.
Shengshi Entertainment has just opened, and it doesn't even have a professional styling team, so Jiang Xuyan can only introduce it.
Xu Xingzhou and Jiang Xuyan were both behind the hundred. They had already entered the venue, and Song Qingyou and Chen Lan were in the car.
The car window was filled with light, and Chen Lan was a little fascinated by it:
"This is the first time for me to get to the entrance of the red carpet in a car at this awards ceremony."
Chen Lan has been an agent for more than seven years, and it is quite sad to say this.
"When I first brought you, I thought that you might be popular, maybe I have the opportunity to enter this venue, but..."
As a result, Song Qingyou offended someone and had no hope of becoming popular.
Chen Lan took a deep breath: "I didn't expect this ups and downs, but I have already got my wish, and there is nothing to regret."
"Did you get what you wanted?"
Song Qingyou frowned, smiling strategically.
"It's inappropriate to say such things so early. After all, Sister Lan hasn't seen me yet, when I'm making my final appearance."
The only ones who can make an appearance at the finale are the number one artists in China.
This was something Chen Lan didn't even dare to think about.
But just as she was about to speak, she raised her eyes and caught a glimpse of Song Qingyou's face, her breath stopped suddenly, and she couldn't utter any rebuttal words.
Song Qingyou raised her red lips slightly:
"You can wait and see."
Chen Lan wanted to remind Song Qingyou to leave the cat in the car, but she didn't have time.
Facing the star-like lights, Song Qingyou got out of the car slowly, still holding Zhizhi in her left hand.
As soon as she appeared, almost everyone ignored the cat in her hand.
Everyone was attracted by Song Qingyou's bright figure.
She was wearing a bright red tube top dress, and the black gold-patterned shawl wrapped around her arms was fixed on both sides of her chest and hung down to the hem of the skirt. The hem of the skirt was embroidered with cranes and tumbling cloud patterns. The front line is extremely attentive.
Against the background of the Chinese clothes, the silver crescent moon drawn on Song Qingyou's forehead became more and more cold.
The hair on the temples is like clouds, the vermilion lips and white teeth, and the silver moon red dress, it is unforgettable to see.
Walking on the red carpet, Song Qingyou raised her eyes slightly.
The beautifully shaped black eyes are comparable to the brightest gemstones in nature, and the moment when the red lips are raised, the waves flow, dazzling like stars, exuding a kind of divine charm in every gesture.
When she looked over, there was no wave in her eyes, as if a **** was overlooking the world.
The surrounding lights were continuous, and the fans outside the media circle cheered one after another.
At this moment, Song Qingyou was the only one in everyone's eyes.
Those who appeared before her will be forgotten.
Those who play after her will be overshadowed.
This is real **** appeal!
Jiang Zhihan has long experienced the "lethal power" of Song Qingyou's outfit.
Now seeing so many people showing dull expressions, he inexplicably felt a little stuffy in his heart, and flicked his tail impatiently, wishing to urge Song Qingyou to get out of here quickly!
At the same time, a live broadcast of the red carpet was being played at the awards ceremony.
Most of the people sitting here are entertainers.
When Song Qingyou came out with Zhizhi in her arms, Jiang Xuyan couldn't hold back and exclaimed:
"Wow!"
He quickly covered his mouth.
But the next second, the crowd who had been quiet for a long time began to commotion.
"Song Qingyou is too pretty, isn't she?"
"In my opinion, she filmed the previous web drama without makeup at all."
"The organizer made a mistake by ranking her at 45. Can the people who come out later be as amazing as her?"
"Shh, this offends people, don't talk nonsense."
…
Not only the artists in the venue, but also those who appeared behind Song Qingyou, but everyone who watched the live broadcast felt so disgusted in their hearts.
Shen Xiyan even vented her dissatisfaction.
"Didn't you say that she doesn't wear haute couture? Then what is she wearing? Don't you still want to say that even if she doesn't wear haute couture, it still has the same effect?!"
Tao Mi really thought so, but he didn't dare to show it, keeping his head down.
Mo Zhenping immediately apologized: "Song Qingyou should be the temporary cooperation..."
"I don't want an explanation!"
Shen Xiyan patted the seat beneath her like a shrew.
"Trash! It's all trash!"
Then he picked up the mobile phone beside him and slammed it at Tao Mi.
Tao Mi dodged subconsciously, and the phone flew out of the car window.
"ah-"
Accompanied by a scream, the person who was hit was bloodied and fell to the ground instantly.
Shen Xiyan panicked, "Who didn't close the window?! Tao Mi! Why didn't you close the window! If it wasn't for you, how could I have hit someone?"
Shen Xiyan was the 20th artist from the bottom to appear, and the car was already outside the venue at this moment.
The person whose phone hit her was probably a fan of some other company!
Even journalists!
Mo Zhenping felt tired for a while, so he stopped the car and went to see the victim's injuries.
There was such a big commotion that everyone outside the venue rushed over, and the shutter sounded from time to time.