Jing Zeqian went backstage, and Jing Zejun seemed to be getting more and more nervous. Wen Qingyan leaned closer to her and whispered about his first time winning an award, trying to ease her tension.
Back then, everyone around him was either in suits or glamorous gowns, and he felt quite out of place sitting among them.
Jing Zejun gradually got distracted.
[He really made me cry, too much love, right?]
[Speaking of which, haven't they gotten together yet? No confession at an awards ceremony like this?]
[Do you think they might already be dating?]
[I don't think so, their vibe doesn't seem like it.]
[I'm just concerned about the two people in the corner, what are they up to?]
[Sister, you saw them too?!]
[Are they stalkers? Sneaking around like that.]
[I've been watching those two the whole time, and it turns out everyone else noticed too!]
[I have to say, I think the director knows something; he always subconsciously avoids that corner.]
[Maybe some fans sat in the wrong seats?]
[I feel like I've seen them before.]
While the danmaku (live comments) were speculating, the Best Actress award ceremony began. Jing Zeqian stood in the center of the stage and opened the envelope.
No surprises there.
He looked at Jing Zejun in the audience, his lips curling up as he solemnly announced her name.
Jing Zejun's heart skipped a beat, then raced like a wild horse that had been set free.
Knowing she had a high chance of winning was one thing, but hearing her name called out was another.
In that moment, time seemed to stand still. Her eyes welled up, her smile radiant, but her body trembled slightly, unable to contain her excitement.
Wen Qingyan, equally excited, stood up, his eyes filled with joy and affection. He took a step forward and gently wrapped his arms around Jing Zejun.
"Junjun, congratulations."
Jing Zejun's eyes sparkled with tears as she raised her hands to return the hug, wanting to share her joy with Wen Qingyan.
"Thank you, Qingyan Ge."
Jing Zejun walked onto the stage, her trembling hand taking the trophy. Jing Zeqian gently wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes and hugged her.
"Well done!"
Jing Zejun's smile was as bright as the sun.
At that moment, the banner in the corner started wildly swaying, and Jing Yi, behind the banner, reminded Jing Zeyou.
"Big Brother, wave the glow sticks and fans!"
If it weren't for worrying about his image, she would have given him this support headgear to wear. She had to hold the banner, so the headgear was invisible.
Jing Zeyou noticed the increasing number of glances around him. The hand waving the glow stick felt heavy.
It was his fault; if their seats were in the fan section, it wouldn't be so conspicuous. But even in the corner, they stood out.
Jing Zejun finally noticed the two busy in the corner, paused for a moment, and her smile grew even brighter.
[...What are those two in the corner doing? The fans are so distracted just watching them.]
[Wait, don't you guys think these two look a bit familiar?]
[Good heavens! Who made our dignified Jing CEO do such a thing!]
[Jing Yi, it's you again! Don't think I can't see you just because you're hiding behind the banner!]
[Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter, Jing CEO, if you're being held hostage, just say something.]
[This gear is way too complete!]
[Hahahaha, Jing Zeyou's expression, I'm about to die laughing.]
Meanwhile, backstage, Lin Ruiqing and her husband, Jing Beicheng, were witnessing their eldest son in such a state for the first time.
Lin Ruiqing laughed and took screenshots, afraid to miss any exciting moments, while Jing Beicheng also found it rare and took a few extra glances.
Seeing that everyone had noticed, the director's camera started boldly focusing on the two in the corner.
It wasn't until Jing Zejun finished her thank-you speech and stepped off the stage that the corner finally quieted down.
Realizing that she had exposed herself, Jing Yi thought, did I make too much noise?
Jing Zeyou sighed lightly, "Not too much, just got noticed within two minutes of entering."
Jing Yi: ...Is it too late to leave now?
The surrounding gazes and cameras made it impossible for Jing Yi to leave openly. She was worried, but then someone sat down beside her.
He smiled, revealing neatly arranged white teeth, exuding a youthful spirit.
"Hello, Miss Jing Yi, I'm Lu Yichi."
Lu Yichi had come specifically to thank Jing Yi for her role in the Song Yuanye affair.
After Song Yuanye was exposed, the person most affected besides Song himself was the artist who was similar to him, like Lu Yichi.
During this period, he had been furiously 'picking up equipment,' signing contracts with major luxury brands. After all, when an ambassador has an accident, you have to quickly replace them, right?
And he, Lu Yichi, was the perfect candidate!
Jing Yi had seen Lu Yichi's introduction on 'Startrack' but had never met him in person. She was a bit surprised when he came over to greet her.
"Hello, I'm Jing Yi."
Jing Zeyou glanced over. Lu Yichi, an artist from 'Startrack.'
Knowing this was a big shot he couldn't afford to offend, Lu Yichi became even more cautious. "Hello, Mr. Jing, I'm Lu Yichi, an artist from 'Startrack.' I've come to thank Miss Jing Yi and say hello."
Jing Zeyou nodded lightly, not joining their conversation, and continued watching the awards, glancing at the increasingly close camera.
Forget it, when there are too many problems, you stop worrying about them.
Jing Yi was puzzled. "You came to thank me?" They hadn't even met before; what was this about?
Lu Yichi glanced at the camera, covering his mouth with his hand, maintaining a proper distance between them.
Since he was similar to Song Yuanye, their fan bases were quite similar. If his fans went to Jing Yi's page and said something inappropriate, this wouldn't be a thank-you but an act of revenge.
More importantly, Song Yuanye was a prime example. If Jing Zeqian found out his fans were acting similarly, Lu Yichi didn't think Jing Zeqian would spare him just because he was from 'Startrack.'
Lu Yichi briefly explained the Song Yuanye affair.
Jing Zeqian hadn't told Jing Yi about this, not wanting to dirty her ears, so Jing Yi was unaware of all that had happened in just a few days.
She smiled and was about to say something when she mimicked Lu Yichi's low-voiced action.
"You don't need to thank me; you should thank your boss."
It was Jing Zeqian who resolved the matter, so it had nothing to do with her.
Lu Yichi didn't think so. If it weren't for Jing Yi, Jing Zeqian wouldn't have had time to deal with someone like Song Yuanye, and he wouldn't have had the chance to 'pick up equipment' and gain a wave of traffic.
"Thank both, anyway, Miss Jing Yi and Mr. Jing are family, no difference."
Jing Yi couldn't help but smile. This guy was quite amusing. The two gradually started chatting.
Jing Zeqian's gaze fell on them, his brows slightly furrowed. Why was Lu Yichi here? Didn't he know his own career path? Was he going to have to deal with another 'Song Yuanye'?