"Thanks."
Meng Yao nodded, then she picked up the corner of her skirt and walked forward.
"Wait, Meng Yao!"
Hearing the host's voice, Meng Yao had to stop. She narrowed her eyes slightly, and there seemed to be some doubt in her eyes.
"Meng Yao, we haven't taken any pictures yet."
Meng Yao understood. She remembered that there seemed to be a photo session, and even red carpet photo beauty contest was an undefeated hot search topic.
She raised her head slightly and posed casually, the diamond necklace hanging on her collarbone sparkling.
"can I go now?"
The host was slightly stunned. As we all know, walking the red carpet is not only a reflection of one's strength, but also a way to attract fans through coverage, so many stars will stay on the red carpet for a long time, trying their best to get more shots.
It's rare to be so eager to leave...
"Wait a minute, Meng Yao, we have a few questions for you."
"It is well known that Meng Yao's performance in "The Journey to the End of the World" is remarkable. Many people praised your superb acting skills, which really opened the eyes of the audience! Are you confident about this award?"
Meng Yao lowered her eyes and listened.
Of course she had no confidence. In the plot, Meng Qingqing got the role of "Fu Yue" and successfully emerged, winning the "Best Supporting Actress Award of the Year" in one fell swoop.
Now the plot has some deviations, and I got the role of "Fu Yue" by mistake. However, Meng Qingqing's aura as a heroine is still playing a role, and she may win the Best Actress award and shine at the awards ceremony.
“It’s hard to say whether you can win an award or not.”
The host continued to ask: "So you don't have much confidence yourself?"
Meng Yao nodded. How could she have confidence
The host smiled and said, "Meng Yao is indeed too modest, but I don't think so. You have a great chance of winning the prize! I wish you success in winning the prize in advance!"
"Thank you for your good words." Meng Yao replied casually.
Afterwards, the host asked a few more questions, and Meng Yao answered them all in the most concise way.
"Okay, please let Meng Yao come into the meeting room. Thank you for your answer."
Meng Yao hammered her leg and walked inside quickly.
Someone behind me shouted:
"Meng Yao, you are the best!!"
"Ahhh Yaoyao, I love you! Honey, I love you!!"
"Yaobao must win the award! You are the best, we will always support you!!!"
…
Meng Yao paused slightly, then continued walking forward.
Led by the staff, she sat down at a front seat, close to the podium with a wide view.
This place is not only close to the podium, but also surrounded by many cameras. This place is too conspicuous, and it is inconvenient to do anything.
Meng Yao frowned slightly and said to the staff next to her, "I am a little socially anxious and don't like sitting in such a conspicuous place. Can you change my seat?"
"You... are socially anxious?" The staff member swallowed.
Meng Yao is too famous, and this rumored bold and brave person says that she has social phobia.
She is socially phobic...
Meng Yao nodded hurriedly: "Yes, the reason why I don't like to be interviewed is because there are too many cameras. When I talk to strangers, my hands and feet will sweat and I will feel uncomfortable all over."
She lowered her head slightly at this time, and the staff could not see her expression.
"In that case, where would you like to sit, Teacher Meng Yao?"
She said and walked over.
The huge venue was crowded with people. Many artists had gathered there, almost filling up the spacious and bright hall. Meng Yao even saw many familiar faces when she passed by the central passage.
"Hey, Senior Meng Yao!"
Meng Yao was stunned and looked towards the source of the sound.
Cheng Jushu's eyes sparkled, and he waved his hand to greet him: "Senior Meng Yao, long time no see, do you want to sit next to me?"
His gaze suddenly paused, because he was sitting at the side, and the person sitting on his right was Han Mei.
Han Mei and Cheng Jishu looked at each other, their delicate faces were as cold as ever, with a slightly sour look on their faces.
Cheng Jushu looked away in embarrassment, and when he saw the vacant seat in front, his eyes lit up: "Goddess, how about I sit in the front with you?"
Meng Yao shook her head and refused: "Thank you, I prefer the seat at the back."
Cheng Jushu's position was still too far forward and not hidden at all.
Cheng Jushu looked obviously disappointed when he heard that. He looked at Meng Yao's back and was about to speak when he suddenly felt someone patted his shoulder lightly.
"Brother Mei? What's wrong?"
Han Mei didn't say anything, but pointed to the location of the camera.
Cheng Jushu understood instantly that Han Mei meant for him to pay attention to the camera. This was a live broadcast, and every move would be exposed to the audience, so he really needed to restrain himself.
It would be bad if it caused any trouble to the goddess.
Cheng Jieshu reluctantly withdrew his gaze.
Han Mei turned his head and glanced at Meng Yao, then quickly retracted his gaze with an uncertain expression.
Meng Yao found the seat she liked, and after she sat down, she pounded her legs.
If the situation did not allow it, Meng Yao would even like to give herself a foot massage. These high heels are really too rubbing to wear, and it is seriously uncomfortable to walk.
A surprised voice came from the side: "Sister Meng Yao!"
This voice is so familiar.
Meng Yao turned around and asked, "Fan Lan?"
This sweet and good-tempered little girl left a deep impression on her.
Fan Lan chuckled, her sweet facial features showing a bit of childish silliness, and she put her arm around Meng Yao.
"I didn't expect that Sister Meng Yao would still remember me. After all, such a long time has passed since the first episode of Survival Challenge. I really didn't expect that I left quite a deep impression on Sister Meng Yao."
Meng Yao smiled gently.
Perhaps Fan Lan is the kind of person whose smile is very contagious. The moment Meng Yao saw Fan Lan's smile, the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously.
Fan Lan was slightly stunned, and then she burst into an even brighter smile: "I rarely see Sister Meng Yao smile, maybe this is the first time I see your sincere smile..."
She rubbed Meng Yao's arm and said, "You look so beautiful when you smile."
Meng Yao looked into her dark eyes: "Thank you."
"What's there to thank me for? I'm telling the truth! Sister Meng Yao, did you come to sit in the back because it was too noisy up front?"
Meng Yao paused and nodded.
Suddenly, there were sharp footsteps coming from the side, with a hint of urgency.
"Please make way, please make way, I want to pass!"
(End of this chapter)