"Fang Zhao?"
A gentle female voice rang out from behind.
Those who had been discussing turned around, and their eyes lit up.
The newcomer had long, curly blonde hair and a white embroidered dress. The silver pendant on it gave off a strong sense of design. Elegant and graceful.
However, when they saw who this person was, Ji Polun and the others pretended to be quails.
This famous Huangzhou movie star, the winner of the Golden Series Best Actress two years ago, was walking over with a smile.
Anna was in her 40s, but in the New Era, she was still considered young. Plus, she had taken care of herself well, so when she stood next to Fang Zhao, they looked no different from peers.
Anna nodded slightly at Ji Polun and the others, then turned to Fang Zhao with the warmth of a senior looking at a junior. "You can call me Senior Sister. My husband, Lan Jing, is Mo Lang's last disciple. My own knowledge of music theory was taught by him, and I've also studied under Old Master Mo for a period of time. Our situation is about the same, so you can call me Senior Sister. "
Anna's tone was amiable. At the same time, she was telling Fang Zhao that she and Lan Jing had put in a lot of effort behind the red carpet arrangements to bring Fang Zhao along.
Fang Zhao was still a newbie in the film industry. This was his first time attending such an event, so he was at a disadvantage. If the atmosphere on the red carpet wasn't enthusiastic enough, it would be awkward. Venerable Mo didn't want that to happen, so she had come to bring her junior brother along and get on Mo Lang's good side. Her husband, Lan Jing, had run into some trouble during his global concert, and it had been Mo Lang who had stepped in to resolve it.
When she had found out that Mo Lang had accepted another disciple after so many years, Anna had made up her mind. She had immediately sought out the organizers to discuss partnering up with Fang Zhao. Before coming over today, she had promised Mo Lang, "Teacher Mo, don't worry. I will take good care of Little Junior Brother!"
When Anna arrived, Ji Polun and the others tactfully said their goodbyes and left.
"Hello, Senior Sister," Fang Zhao said with a smile. When he had heard Lan Jing's name, he had guessed that Venerable Mo had been helping him behind the scenes.
"I heard you arrived early, but I haven't seen you around. Did you go out to have fun? Corale has a lot of specialty products. Some of them are only sold during the annual film festival. You can buy a lot to bring back. Some of the specialties here can't be bought in other places, and they aren't sold online. "Anna intended to chat about something more relaxing so that Fang Zhao wouldn't get nervous. For the sake of Old Master Mo and Lan Jing, she was taking good care of this junior brother of hers. She would be able to explain this to Old Master Mo after they returned to Huangzhou.
"Yes, I've already sent a batch back," Fang Zhao said.
"Did you buy a present? Is there a child at home? "
"Old child."
As he spoke, Fang Zhao received a message.
"Important news?" asked Anna. Before the red carpet, any news could change the mood of the artists. After all, he had agreed to help, so he naturally paid attention to Fang Zhao's condition.
"Teacher Mo's," Fang Zhao replied.
"The old man is sending you a message at this time?" Anna's expression turned serious. Based on her understanding of Mo Lang, it was impossible for the old man not to understand the situation here. He must have his reasons for choosing to send the message at this time.
"The old man gave me a test question," Fang Zhao replied with a smile.
Not only was Mo Lang worried that Fang Zhao would have stage fright later, but he had also specially given him a test question. He was probably worried that Fang Zhao would be infected by the atmosphere and seek refuge in the film and television industry.
Anna still wanted to say something, but someone in front of them gestured for them to get ready, so she said, "It starts in half an hour. Don't be nervous. You've seen a lot of big occasions. Go check yourself and see if there's anything wrong with you and get someone to help you fix it. There's someone upstairs … Never mind, I'll bring you over."
Anna brought Fang Zhao to the second floor of the side hall and got a stylist she was familiar with to give Fang Zhao another checkup.
On the second floor, Fang Zhao saw Lu Aotian.
This time, Lu Aotian had been nominated for Best Child Star, so he would also be walking the red carpet. Who knew where this kid had been? His hair was a little messy, and the stylist was busy tidying him up.
When he saw Fang Zhao, Lu Aotian slapped the armrest of his chair.
"Big Brother Zhao!"
Lu Aotian's father hadn't been nominated, nor had he managed to get a spot on the red carpet. This time, Lu Aotian had entered with a female singer.
Someone beside Lu Aotian asked, "Have you prepared your acceptance speech?"
Lu Aotian puffed out his chest. "I've memorized it!"
"Are you nervous?" Anna followed up.
"No, the Best Child Star Award will definitely be mine! None of the other nominees can act as well as I did! "
At this moment, the screen at the side flashed.
Many large screens were suspended in many places in the side hall. Previously, they had been showing promotional videos of various films. Now, the screen changed to show the situation outside the venue. People who had been chatting and laughing stopped. Their expressions changed.
On the screen, fans could be seen crowding the streets outside the venue.
As the screen changed, people could be seen everywhere. There were fans, professional photography teams that had booked out a few rooftops, entertainment reporters, and die-hard fans of various actors and actresses who were stationed at designated spots near the venue.
There were even people in some residential buildings that were further away from the venue who walked out to their balconies or to open spaces or plazas. They checked the time and stared at the large screen suspended in the air.
A cameraman who was taking a break looked at the gradually fading red clouds and shouted to the rest of the team, "Get ready!"
On Corale Island, as night fell, the lights of the tall buildings lit up.
Fang Zhao also saw some photographers with professional filming equipment and people who seemed to be bodyguards surrounding them. They were really armed to the teeth.
The atmosphere in the side hall changed as the screen changed. The organizers had arranged for people to enter the venue. Celebrities not walking the red carpet entered the theater in batches.
"Do you know why so many people are fighting for a chance to walk the red carpet?" Anna asked Fang Zhao, her eyes still glued to the screen.
Fang Zhao looked over and waited for Anna to continue.
"Have you seen the previous Golden TV Series Gala awards ceremony?" Anna asked.
"Yes," Fang Zhao replied.
The world's top photography teams were here. From the moment one made an appearance, one had to be prepared to be photographed.
Why had Nanfeng repeatedly emphasized the details of every pore on Fang Zhao's face, from the gaps between his teeth to his hair?
Composing was mostly done behind the scenes, while actors stood in front of the camera. Countless cameras and high-definition real-time footage were being filmed the moment the celebrities made their appearance.
Apart from that, a large number of critics had been waiting in front of the screen. Their gazes were sharper than those of surveillance cameras, eager to catch any mistakes.
"It's good that you've seen it. But watching a video and experiencing it firsthand are still different. Are you mentally prepared? "Anna asked.
"Yes," Fang Zhao replied.
"Are you nervous?"
"Not at all."
Anna couldn't continue the sentence she had prepared.
She observed every minute expression on Fang Zhao's face and realized that Fang Zhao wasn't lying. He really wasn't nervous at all.
Fang Zhao was a celebrity who had appeared on many public occasions and even appeared on the stage of the Galaxy Awards, so it wasn't strange that he had this kind of mental fortitude.
When the first rays of sunlight disappeared, the plaza in front of the Golden Coral Theater, where the Golden TV Series Gala was held, lit up and formed a giant golden coral tree.
Trumpet-Like music kicked off the Golden TV Series Gala.
Bang, bang, bang!
The deafening sound of fireworks filled the night sky like a peacock spreading its tail.
These weren't real fireworks, but special effects created by the lighting and sound system.
Tens of thousands of light projectors all over the island were the creators and transmitters of the atmosphere, raising the temperature of the island from room temperature to boiling point.
Waves of blue light spread out in all directions with the theater as the center. Gorgeous fireworks blossomed, bearing the bursting passion of the night, taking the form of all kinds of giant corals and burning fiercely.
Like shooting stars, the scattered light spots flickered and passed through the buildings, drifting above the crowd along with the blue ripples of light.
Like a work of art, the fireworks shot into the night sky one after another, decorating the plain night sky with vibrant colors. It was like a dream.
The realistic light effects made it seem as if they could touch them with their bare hands. Everyone's emotions were set aflame.
The audio equipment hidden everywhere released invisible blades that attacked people's eardrums in waves.
The tide-like music seemed to transform into an electric current that brushed past everyone's skin, causing their hair to stand on end. While they trembled, there was an uncontrollable excitement that wanted to break through the restraints and rush out.
In the wide open space in front of the theater, a long and narrow stage rose to a height of 20 meters.
The walkway was less than 50 meters long, and thousands of consecutive fireworks formed a huge waterfall of flowing light effects that poured down from both sides of the walkway.
Creak.
An ancient, solemn, and heavy sound rang out.
Located on the top floor of the Golden Coral Theater in Corale, the door with the golden coral imprint that only opened once a year slowly opened.
A red carpet was laid out from inside the golden coral imprint along the long and narrow walkway in the air.
Star directors, well-known film critics, and famous film workers from all over the world were gathered here. All the influential figures at the top of the entertainment pyramid were gathered here.
Entertainment reporters and professional photographers had long since set up their equipment beside the long and narrow walkway laid out with the red carpet.
Outside, countless film fans were like a boundless ocean wave that stretched as far as the eye could see. Passion like lava surged in from all directions, as if the entire area was about to be set ablaze.
The crowd, which was as dense as seaweed, was venting the excitement in their hearts unscrupulously under the splendid view of lights. Their crazy screams almost pierced through the clouds and confronted the deafening sound effects!
All the blood in their bodies resonated, and their heartbeats seemed to have gone out of control.
Tens of thousands of screens all over the island were playing the same scene. The images quickly flashed past the faces of the excited fans, the flowing light of the fireworks reflected in their eyes.
The Galaxy Awards ceremony, known as the highest award of the arts festival, was calm and controlled.
But here, all emotions seemed to have lost their sense of self! At this moment, no matter which continent they came from, their emotions were unified. The dizzying passion made even sound seem to have lost its meaning. The people shouting didn't even know what they were shouting, nor did they need to know. They just needed to loudly vent their emotions that could no longer be suppressed.
Unable to calm down!
Even the best actors and actresses with decades of acting experience couldn't control their excitement when they came here every year and saw this scene.
All the hard work was worth it! Wasn't this what they were all for?
They wanted to stand above the crowd, surrounded by flowing lights, on that resplendent avenue that was the focus of millions of people!
What was the red carpet of the premiere of a blockbuster film during the film festival?
What was the red carpet of the various exhibition events?
The real focal point, the real avenue of stars, was here!
Here, every artist's influence would be amplified to the maximum!
Here, they were the real kings!
Although the photographers and entertainment reporters had different goals, at this time, they were doing the same thing — pushing their nerves to the limit, not letting go of a single irreproducible moment!
Every time the celebrities on the platform raised their hands, they would cause a tsunami of noise.
The undulating screams hadn't stopped since the beginning of the ceremony.
Fang Zhao waited in the side hall, watching the live broadcast on the screen. He could feel the heat of the scene even through the screen.
Under the guidance of the organizers, Fang Zhao and Anna walked out of the waiting room. Outside, there was already a flying car parked and waiting.
"Later, no matter what you hear around you shouting, stay calm. If you hear someone shouting your name, don't look over. Maintain your own rhythm," Anna said quickly after getting in the car.
"Got it. Thank you, Senior."
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