eleven

Three years ago, words that seemed obscure and inexplicable were now unraveled by him like a cocoon.

Oh

Oh!

"Oh!"

So, the smiling and applauding stars below suddenly saw Meng Jingtong walking halfway and stopped.

So the cameras were all aimed at him, casting his face on several large screens.

So, everyone clearly saw that——

His pupils narrowed, his eyes widened, and even his mouth slowly opened.

The agent's brow trembled.

Meng Jingtong raised his head again, his face filled with surprise and regret, and he exclaimed, "Oh!".

Idol He Ge, who was also competing for the popularity award but failed, whispered to his agent in confusion, "Isn't it? Does he need to pretend to be surprised for so long? Is he showing off to me?"

He Ge's agent also applauded in confusion and said, "I don't know, you're also very impressive. He defeated you, I'm very happy."

He Ge was satisfied and applauded with a bit more energy, appearing more sincere.

Meng Jing walked up the stage with his footsteps floating, as if absent-minded, almost taking away Miss Li's plate and taking her job.

And my roommate and I, who were watching the live broadcast in front of the TV, were all stunned.

"What's wrong with him? Why does he feel foolish?" asked the roommate.

I shook my head.

"Is this Golden Penguin Award so impressive?"

"Not impressive, he won it last year and also won two awards, Best Newcomer and Popularity," I said.

The roommate looked at Meng Jingtong's expression and earnestly solved, "Then he's laughing a bit crazy."

"Maybe I thought of something happy."

In the next moment, Meng Jing, who was so confused that he was in a daze, held the trophy stuffed into his arms and bowed to the awarding star in a daze.

The head and trophy hit the celebrity's abdomen hard together.

"Ah."

The most admired singer mentioned in Meng Jingtong's profile was the one who gave him the award. Zhang, who was over fifty years old, let out a muffled groan and almost hung it on Meng Jingtong's shoulder.

Meng Jingtong hurriedly helped Zhang Da Lao, and his muscular memory made him instinctively say, "Uh, uh, I listen to your songs from childhood to adulthood."

Zhang added weakly, "So did love give rise to hatred?"

After a busy and chaotic meal.

Meng Jingtong is finally going to deliver his acceptance speech.

He stared at the microphone,

Under the stage, everything was quiet.

"Oh!" He let out this sigh for the third time tonight.

The agent is already dying of desire.

Meng Jingtong said, "I want to thank everyone, thank my producers, thank my agents... Finally, thank Weibo for letting me learn a lot, really a lot.".

"Thank you to Sina at the Golden Penguin Awards held by Penguin Company... Oh my god, after he steps down, I will strangle him or even poison him into silence." The agent weakly covered his head.

He wants to die, really.