Lu Niange and Jian Chenxi had been media darlings from their love to their wedding, which had been covered countless times, so many people knew him. As his name was announced, thunderous applause erupted throughout the venue.
Lu Niange wore a sleek white suit and stood up from his seat, slightly bowed, and then stepped onto the stage.
This was the second time Lu Niange had received the Music Festival’s Annual Planning Award. He stood there with an imposing aura. The host asked how his married life was, to which Lu Niange, unable to contain his smile, replied that it was very good. The host then asked when they were planning to have children. Lu Niange just laughed it off without answering and then exchanged a few inconsequential jokes with the host before embracing him, then raising his award high, accepting the media’s photos.
After Lu Niange stepped off the stage, the next act naturally featured a song planned by Lu Niange, sung by a singer from ES.
After the performance, the host took the stage, his expression becoming very excited and mysteriously hinted, "Everyone knows that next, we will select the best songwriter of the year. But this year is different from the previous years; there will be a surprise!"
When the host revealed this, without guessing, everyone knew it was about Myth, a persona that had monopolized the best songwriter award for ten years but had never appeared on stage to accept the award. It was well-known, making the atmosphere somewhat subdued when this award was presented.
But today, when the host mentioned this line, the venue was incredibly buzzing.
When Ling Momo walked the red carpet, Li Qingshen had already appeared, his face captured numerous times by the cameras.
Everyone knew that Myth was at the Music Festival today.
Li Qingshen being Myth was no longer a secret.
The news of the Baodi Group’s Li Family prince being Myth had once dominated half of the city X.
His extraordinary looks had garnered countless praises.
The host continued, "I suppose there’s no need for me to say who the best songwriter will be, right?"
As soon as the host finished asking, many songwriters’ portraits appeared and flashed continuously on the big screen behind her.
The audience had already raised their glow sticks, shouting in unison the words "Myth" "Myth."
The scene was particularly extravagant.
Listening to the deafening, incessant shouting, Ling Momo turned her head to look at Li Qingshen sitting beside her, nonchalant as if nothing was amiss, and couldn’t help but secretly admire within her heart. This man, merely a composer at the Music Festival, although it’s a major award, it was the pop kings and queens who usually caused a sensation. However, now, he had completely overshadowed those giants on the screens.
The shouting lasted for a long time without subsiding, and the host struggled several times to speak as her voice was drowned out by the crowd.
The host stopped several times helplessly, made calming gestures multiple times before finally managing to finish her announcement, "Now, I declare the best songwriter of the year is..."
The host paused for a moment, then turned to look at Li Qingshen sitting next to Ling Momo, then parted her lips slowly, enunciating each word: "Myth!"
Afterward, the cameras focused on Li Qingshen’s face, his striking features astonishing everyone as they appeared on the big screen.