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

"All cameras! Keep a close eye on those two!"

In the broadcast van 300 meters away, Brother Zhuo suddenly raised his voice, his throat hoarse from shouting, "She's leaving the stage! This is her last chance tonight!"

On the stage, spotlights converged into a dazzling beam of light, shining directly at the end of the aisle.

Hanikezi, carrying her golden Dunhuang flying apsara haute couture gown and wearing diamond-studded high heels, walked step by step toward the standing microphone.

She didn't look at the audience below the stage, nor at the guest seats on her right.

Her back was ramrod straight, her chin slightly raised, and her exotic face was flawlessly beautiful under the bright light.

The entire room fell silent.

Section A, third row.

Sister Hong's hands were tightly clasped together on her knees, her nails almost digging into her flesh.

"Xiao Li," Sister Hong said without turning her head, in a low voice, "When she comes off the stage, go directly to the steps to meet her. No matter who tries to talk to her, just pull her back to her seat."

"Understood." Assistant Xiaoli nervously swallowed.

On the stage.

Hanikezi stood still, holding the metal pole of the microphone with both hands.

Good evening, everyone.

Her voice was clear and her tone was steady, showing no signs of stage fright, as if she were making her first appearance on a big stage.

A close-up of her face was cut off on the big screen.

The live stream chat was flooded with comments.

"My wife is absolutely gorgeous today!"

"That aura is amazing! Anyone who says Hani is just a pretty face will have to fight me!"

"Does Star Entertainment Media even know how to promote talent? Such a promising young woman is always playing maids in period dramas?"

Hanikezi lowered her head and opened the envelope in her hand.

"The winner of this year's Chinese Music Awards for Best Music Variety Show is—"

She looked up, a highly professional, official smile on her lips.

"Congratulations on 'Our Song'!"

The awards ceremony music began.

The show's producers and director excitedly walked onto the stage.

Hanikezi stepped back two steps, giving the center position to the winner, and stood quietly to the side.

Section B, sixth row.

Chen Yi rested one hand on the armrest of the seat, his long legs casually crossed.

He looked at the girl on the stage.

That's the person he wants to elevate to the highest position.

The USB drive in the suit pocket was digging into my fingertip.

The legal department has completed all the procedures, and the copyright of that S-level script is completely and cleanly under the name of Chen Yi's personal studio.

Star Entertainment Media wants to exploit her with bad movies?

dream.

Five minutes later, the acceptance speeches ended.

The ceremony then entered its final curtain call.

The host went on stage and guided the guests to leave in an orderly manner.

Hanikezi was led by staff to the glass steps on the right side of the stage.

This direction is directly facing area B.

Inside the broadcast van.

Brother Zhuo stared intently at the six monitors in front of him.

"Unit 3, zoom in! Unit 5, lock onto Chen Yi's face!" Brother Zhuo slammed his hand on the table. "She's going to look! She absolutely will!"

Hanikezi stepped down the stairs, one step at a time.

The skirt fluttered at her ankles.

She knew that Sister Hong was watching.

I knew there were hundreds of cameras filming there.

They knew that the new executives at Star Entertainment were waiting to find something to use against her.

But she just wanted to see him.

Two whole weeks.

Every day is filled with announcements, and I'm constantly faced with greasy investors and poorly made scripts.

She is so tired.

Only in the late-night game voice chat, listening to his nonchalant tone, can I catch my breath.

Go down to the last step.

Hanikezi tilted her head slightly, as if it were perfectly natural.

The range of motion is extremely small.

It was as if she had casually tidied up the stray hairs by her ear.

My gaze swept past the throng of people in the front row and landed squarely on the figure in the sixth row, dressed in a pure black suit.

Time seemed to stretch out at that moment.

Chen Yi sat there.

Meeting her gaze, the corner of his mouth twitched almost imperceptibly, and he raised an eyebrow very slightly.

Don't be afraid.

I am here.

The director's wide-angle shot happened to sweep across this area.

That look didn't linger for even half a second in the official live stream; the camera cut directly to the host's smiling face.

"Did you get it on camera?!" Brother Zhuo roared from inside the broadcast van.

The paparazzi in charge of Unit 3 was sweating profusely, his fingers frantically typing on the keyboard.

"Brother Zhuo! We got it! She definitely looked over there!" The paparazzi's voice trembled.

"Where's Chen Yi?! What was Chen Yi's reaction?!" Brother Zhuo stood up abruptly, his voice trembling with excitement. "Did he make eye contact? Did he give any expression?!"

The paparazzi stared at the high-resolution screenshot on the screen, his face looking worse than if he'd swallowed a fly.

"Brother Zhuo...look." The paparazzi pushed the picture over.

In the photo, Hanikezi's gaze is indeed directed towards area B.

But in the footage locked by Unit 5, Chen Yi's face once again exhibited that extremely eerie out-of-focus look.

It's like a layer of water vapor covering the lens.

It was impossible to tell whether he was raising an eyebrow or just spacing out.

Forget about making eye contact, I can't even tell which way his eyes are moving!

"What the hell is going on?!" Brother Zhuo kicked the control panel in frustration. "Ten telephoto lenses! The best equipment in the entire venue! And you can't even capture a clear expression! How am I supposed to explain this to Star Entertainment?!"

One-sided glances are hardly considered solid evidence in the entertainment industry.

A simple PR press release, saying "looking at the teleprompter in the audience" or "looking at the senior colleague next to him," can easily clear his name.

What Star Entertainment wants is irrefutable proof of two-way interaction!

The inner area.

Hanikezi walked down the steps, and her assistant Xiaoli immediately came to greet her.

"Sister Hani, Sister Hong is waiting for you at the entrance of the passage," Xiaoli said in a low voice.

Hanikezi looked away, her expression returning to normal.

"Let's go."

It's 11:30 p.m.

The Chinese Golden Melody Awards ceremony has officially concluded.

The lights inside the venue were turned on, and the guests began to get up one after another and walk out through the VIP passage.

Chen Yi stood up and casually buttoned up his suit jacket.

Xiao Fang squeezed through the back row, holding a phone in his hand, his expression somewhat strange.

"Brother," Xiao Fang whispered in Chen Yi's ear, "Our security team just sent a message that all three main exits of the underground parking garage are blocked by unidentified vans."

Chen Yi didn't stop walking; he followed the flow of people toward the passage.

"Someone from Star Entertainment?" Chen Yi asked.

"It's most likely those paparazzi from Fengxing Studio," Xiao Fang gritted his teeth. "They didn't get any solid evidence inside, so they're probably trying to wait in the parking garage to see if you two were in the same car."

Chen Yi sneered.

"Make them squat," Chen Yi said calmly.

Xiao Fang followed Chen Yi into the elevator, hesitated for a moment, and then handed over her phone screen.

"But bro, let's put the garage thing aside for now." Xiao Fang swallowed hard. "Take a look at this."

Chen Yi lowered his head.

Weibo's trending topics list.

An entry is climbing at an alarming rate, followed by a glaring "Explode" sign.

The paparazzi's equipment couldn't capture the footage clearly, and the director's shots were cut too quickly.

But they underestimated the microscope-like abilities of this generation of netizens.

The screenshot speed of the fansites and CP fans is faster than any telephoto lens.

Five minutes ago, a GIF that had been sharpened and enlarged several times was posted in the super topic.

In the GIF, a girl in a gold dress walks down the steps, tilts her head naturally, and gazes through the crowd, landing precisely on Chen Yi's seat.

The dependence and grievance hidden in his eyes were impossible to conceal.

It's the number one trending topic.

#Hani Kezi looks at Chen Yi while receiving an award#