My cousin asked me to go to Wuha, and Hanikezi stuck to me.

On the big screen, a golden skirt fluttered in the night breeze.

Hanikezi lifted her skirt and walked up the steps. Under the barrage of flashes from the cameras, her exotic face was flawlessly beautiful.

In the waiting area, Xiao Fang stared wide-eyed.

"Brother, sister-in-law's outfit tonight..." Xiao Fang swallowed hard and lowered his voice, "It's a killer look. No wonder those bastards at Xingyu Entertainment are so persistent; who would let go of such commercial value?"

Chen Yi leaned back on the sofa, his gaze fixed on the screen.

He didn't speak.

The USB drive in the suit pocket pressed against my fingertips, its edges cold and hard.

Ten minutes later, the inner passageway opened.

Following the organizer's directions, Chen Yi walked to the sixth row of Section B.

The moment he sat down, he looked up.

Section A, third row.

There are three rows of seats in the middle, plus a two-meter-wide aisle.

Hanikezi sat there upright.

On the left is a popular young male celebrity, and on the right is Sister Hong.

Sister Hong was dressed in a black business suit, her back ramrod straight, her eyes scanning the surroundings like radar.

Chen Yi rested one hand on the armrest of the seat, his gaze passing through the bustling crowd.

Right in this very second.

Hanikezi seemed to sense something and turned her head slightly.

Their gazes met in mid-air.

Less than a second.

Chen Yi's eyes were extremely calm, and even the curve of his chin did not change.

Hanikezi quickly looked away, straightened her posture, and didn't even dare to turn her neck again.

"What are you looking at?" Sister Hong keenly sensed something was wrong and turned her head to look in the direction Hanikezi had just been looking.

Apart from the swaying heads and a few jib cameras, there was nothing unusual.

Chen Yi had already been looking down at the program schedule in his hand.

Sister Hong snorted coldly and looked away.

"Be smart tonight," Sister Hong warned in a low voice. "Fengxing sent me a message; they've arranged at least ten cameras on site. If you dare make any eye contact with Chen Yi, tomorrow's headlines will be irrefutable proof of your breach of contract."

Hanikezi gripped the hem of her skirt tightly with her fingers.

"I understand," she said, her voice muffled.

The awards ceremony officially began.

The stage was brightly lit, and awards were presented one by one.

Chen Yi sat in his seat, behaving like an emotionless clapping machine throughout the entire process.

No matter how the camera cuts, he maintains an impeccable official smile.

Inside the broadcast van, 300 meters away from the stage.

Brother Zhuo stared at the monitor, his eyes bloodshot from lack of sleep.

"This is insane!" Brother Zhuo slammed the walkie-talkie onto the table. "Two whole hours! These two haven't even had their backs to each other in the same frame! How accurate is Sister Hong's location map?!"

"Brother Zhuo, Sister Hong is watching him too closely." The subordinate looked helpless. "And Chen Yi's expression is too steady. Our micro-expression analysis expert has been looking at him for an hour and still can't find a single flaw on his face. Every time we zoom in, the image always seems out of focus."

"Wait!" Brother Zhuo gritted his teeth. "I don't believe they can hold it in all night! During halftime, keep a close watch on the restrooms and hallways!"

At 10 p.m., the ceremony entered a 15-minute intermission.

The guests in the room got up and started moving around.

Chen Yi stood up, buttoned his suit jacket, and walked towards the passage on the right side of the venue.

At the same time.

Section A, third row.

"I'm going to the restroom to touch up my makeup," Hanikezi said, standing up.

Sister Hong glanced at the new work message on her phone and frowned.

"Have Xiaoli go with you," Sister Hong instructed her assistant without looking up. "Go quickly and come back fast. The first award in the second half is the Best Newcomer award, which you're going to present. Don't be late."

Hanikezi nodded, lifted her skirt, and walked towards the left passage.

The circular corridor at the back of the venue.

The lights were several degrees dimmer than those in the main hall.

Chen Yi came out of the restroom, took out a tissue to dry his hands, casually threw it into the trash can, and walked towards the corner.

The sound of high heels clicking on the heavy carpet grew louder as they approached.

Chen Yi did not stop walking.

At the corner.

A glimpse of a golden hem of a skirt caught the eye.

Hanikezi walked towards us.

Assistant Xiaoli followed two steps behind, looking down as she sent her location to Sister Hong for updates.

The passageway is very narrow.

The two had no way to avoid it.

Chen Yi walked forward with one hand in his pocket and his expression unchanged.

Hanikezi's breathing became labored, her fingers gripping the edge of her handbag so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

Two meters.

one meter.

Pass by.

Without stopping, without looking back.

In the extremely brief moment when their bodies intersected.

Chen Yi lowered his gaze slightly, his eyes landing precisely on Hanikezi's face.

His lips moved slightly.

Two words were uttered, but no sound was produced.

Are you nervous?

Hanikezi didn't even dare to blink, only slightly lowering her chin by half an inch.

He shook his head almost imperceptibly.

the whole process.

Less than two seconds.

The two walked hand in hand in the corridor like complete strangers, each heading in opposite directions.

The hem of her skirt didn't even brush against Chen Yi's suit trousers.

Behind the emergency exit door at the end of the corridor.

A man in a venue cleaning uniform abruptly pulled his head back.

He was holding a mirrorless camera equipped with a top-of-the-line telephoto lens, and he was so excited that he was trembling all over.

"I got it!" the paparazzi yelled into the hidden microphone in his collar. "Brother Zhuo! I got it! Around the corner in the hallway! They definitely made eye contact!"

Inside the broadcast van, Brother Zhuo suddenly stood up and slammed his hand on the control panel.

"Well done! Send the original photos over right away!" Brother Zhuo's eyes lit up. "As long as we have solid evidence of that eye contact, the final payment from Xingyu will arrive tonight!"

The paparazzi leaned against the door, his fingers flying across the camera's playback button.

The screen lights up.

He couldn't wait to zoom in on the photo, ready to capture the fatal moment when their eyes met.

The image zooms in on the face.

The paparazzi's ecstatic expression froze on his face.

In the photo, the background of the corridor is clearly visible, and even the pattern on the carpet is incredibly sharp.

However, Chen Yi and Hanikezi's faces were strangely covered with an extremely unnatural layer of noise.

Especially Chen Yi's eyes and lips.

It's as if a Gaussian blur has been forcibly applied, completely distorting the light and shadow.

It was impossible to tell whether he was looking at Hani Kezi or at the wall across the corridor.

As for the subtle movement of the lips, it was blurred into a black shadow.

"What the hell is this thing?!" The paparazzi frantically pounded on his camera. "What the hell?! Is the lens broken?!"

I heard Brother Zhuo's urgent urging voice through the headset.

"Where's the picture?! Hurry up and upload it! What are you dawdling for!"

The paparazzi stared at the worthless, unusable photo on the screen, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

"Brother Zhuo..." The paparazzi swallowed hard, his voice trembling, "The photo... is out of focus."

"You're using a Leica! And you're telling me it's out of focus?!" Brother Zhuo cursed into the walkie-talkie.

Chen Yi walked back to the entrance of the inner passage.

On the retina, the red light from the system panel slowly faded.

[The basic camouflage technique has successfully intercepted the optical detection.]

Chen Yi smirked, his expression tinged with mockery.

Want to get solid evidence against him?

Maybe in the next life.

He reached into his suit pocket and touched the USB drive, his eyes gradually sharpening.

The announcements inside the venue came on at the right time.

"Distinguished guests, please be seated. The second half of the awards ceremony is about to begin."

Chen Yi pushed open the inner door and strode towards Section B.

Next.

It's his home turf now.

On the large screen on stage, the opening credits for the first award of the second half of the event were already displayed.

Best Newcomer in Variety Shows of the Year.

Award presenters: Zhang Liangying and Hanikezi.