After being read, the fake daughter became the group's favorite

Jing Zeqian went backstage, and Jing Zejun looked more and more nervous. Wen Qingyan approached her and whispered to her about the first time he won an award, trying to ease her mood.

At that time, there were adults in suits and ties or in gorgeous gowns around him, and he looked quite out of place sitting there.

Jingzejun's attention was gradually diverted.

[He really made me cry, I love him so much.]

[By the way, are you still together? Isn't there a confession at an awards ceremony?]

[Do you think they have talked again?]

[I think it’s unlikely. The situation is not very similar.]

[I only care about those two people in the corner, what are they doing?]

[Sister, did you see it too?!]

[Is he a sasaeng fan? He's sneaky]

[I was staring at those two the whole time. It turns out everyone saw it!]

[I should say it or not, I think the director should know something, he always subconsciously avoids that corner.]

[Did some fans sit in the wrong seats?]

[I think it looks familiar.]

While the barrage was guessing, the award ceremony for Best Actress began. Jing Zeqian stood in the center of the stage and opened the envelope.

Well, no surprises.

He looked at Jing Zejun in the audience, raised the corners of his mouth, and solemnly read out her name.

Jingzejun's heart suddenly stopped, and then began beating wildly, like a wild horse that had been released.

Knowing that you have a high probability of winning the award is one thing, but actually hearing that you have won the award is another.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still. Her eyes were instantly moist and a bright smile appeared on her face, but her body was trembling slightly, as if she could not suppress her inner excitement.

Wen Qingyan beside him was equally excited. He stood up with joy and affection in his eyes. He took a step forward and gently hugged Jingzejun.

"Junjun, congratulations."

Tears glistened in Jingzejun's eyes. He raised his hand to respond to the hug, wanting to convey his inner joy to Wen Qingyan.

"Thank you, Brother Qingyan."

Jing Zejun walked onto the stage and took the trophy with trembling hands. Jing Zeqian gently wiped away the tears from her eyes and hugged her.

“Awesome!”

The smile on Jingzejun's face was as bright as the sun.

At this time, the banner in the corner began to shake wildly, and Jing Yi behind the banner did not forget to remind Jing Zeyou.

"Brother, wave the cheering sticks and fans!"

If she wasn't afraid of affecting big brother's image, she should have given the cheering headdress on her head to him. When she held up the banner, the hair accessories couldn't be seen.

Jing Zeyou noticed that more and more eyes were coming from all around him, and his hand waving the cheering stick felt a little heavy.

It's his problem. If they were in the fan group, they wouldn't be so conspicuous. But they were extremely conspicuous even in the corner.

Jingzejun finally saw the two people busy in the corner. He was stunned for a moment and his smile became even brighter.

[…What are those two people in the corner doing? The fans are so stunned that they can only look at them.]

[No, don’t you think these two people look familiar?]

[Oh my god! Who made me, the noble Mr. Jing, do such a thing!]

[Jing Yiyi, it's you again! Don't think I can't see you just because you hide behind the banner!]

[Hahahahahaha, I am dying of laughter. Mr. Jing, if you are kidnapped, please let me know.]

[This equipment is too complete!]

[Hahahahahahahahaha, Jing Zeyou's expression really made me laugh to death.]

At this time, Lin Ruiqing and his wife, who were in the backstage, rarely saw their eldest son in this state.

Lin Ruiqing took screenshots while smiling, afraid of missing out on the wonderful scenes. Jing Beicheng also found it curious and took a few more glances.

Seeing that almost everyone had noticed, the director's camera began to blatantly focus on the two people in the corner.

The corner didn't become quiet until Jingzejun finished his thanks and left the stage.

Seeing more and more people looking at her, Jing Yi finally realized that she was exposed. Was she making too much noise?

Jing Zeyou sighed softly, "Not big, he was discovered two minutes after entering the venue."

Jing Yi: ...Is it too late to leave now?

The gazes and cameras around her prevented Jing Yi from retreating openly. She was in distress and someone sat down next to her.

He smiled, revealing his neatly trimmed white teeth, revealing a youthful spirit.

"Hello Miss Jing Yi, I'm Lu Yichi."

Lu Yichi came specifically to thank Jing Yi because of Song Yuanye's matter.

After Song Yuanye was exposed, the people who were most affected were not only Song Yuanye himself, but also the artists who had a similar type to Song Yuanye, such as him.

He has been frantically "picking up equipment" and signing contracts with major luxury brands during this period. There is no other way. If something happens to the spokesperson, doesn't he have to change him quickly?

He, Lu Yichi, is ready-made!

Jing Yi had seen Lu Yichi’s introduction on Xingji, but had never met him in person. She was a little surprised when he came up to say hello.

"Hello, I'm Jing Yi."

Jing Zeyou on the side looked over and saw Lu Yichi, an artist from Xingji.

Lu Yichi knew that this was a big shot who could not be offended, so he became more cautious. "Hello, Mr. Jing. I'm Lu Yichi, an artist of Xingji. I came to thank Miss Jing Yi and say hello."

Jing Zeyou nodded slightly, did not participate in their conversation, continued to watch the award ceremony, and glanced at the camera that was getting closer and closer.

Forget it, there are too many lice and I’m not afraid of them biting me.

Jing Yi asked doubtfully: "You come to thank me?" They had never met before, so what kind of thanks was this?

Lu Yichi glanced at the lens, gently covering his mouth with his hand, keeping the distance between them.

He and Song Yuanye have the same type, and the composition of their fans is similar. If he really leads his fans to go to Jing Yi's base to say some nonsense, then this is not gratitude, but ingratitude.

Of course, the more important reason is that Song Yuanye is the best example. If Jing Zeqian knew that his fans were like this, he didn't think Jing Zeqian would let him go just because he was an artist of Xingji.

Lu Yichi gave a brief account of Song Yuanye's situation in a few words.

Jing Zeqian did not tell Jing Yi about this matter, mainly because he did not want to dirty her ears. Jing Yi did not know that so many things had happened in just a few days.

She smiled, and was about to say something, imitating Lu Yichi's actions and speaking in a low voice.

"Then you can't thank me, you should thank your boss."

The problem was solved by Jing Zeqian, and it really had nothing to do with her.

Lu Yichi doesn't think so. If it weren't for Jing Yi, Jing Zeqian would not have had time to deal with such a person, and he would not have had the opportunity to pick up equipment and gain a large amount of traffic.

"Thank you, thank you. Miss Jing Yi and Mr. Jing are family anyway, so it doesn't matter."

Jing Yi couldn't help but smile. This guy's words were quite interesting, and the two of them gradually started chatting.

Jing Zeqian looked over and frowned slightly. Why was Lu Yichi there? Didn't he know which route he was taking? Another 'Song Yuanye' to deal with?