Entertainment media like to use "outshine" as a gimmick. For example, "outshine the whole audience", "a certain actress appeared at a certain event and stunned everyone with her beauty", etc.
But as we all know, it is essentially just pulling down others.
However, when the media used these two words in their press release tonight, people watching the live broadcast nodded, thinking that it was understandable.
The reason is simple: Jian Jing is just too beautiful.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m getting older and my eyebrows and eyes are getting longer, or if the makeup I wore today is particularly suitable, but whenever I go to that station, people I don’t know will ask, “Which star is this? Why don’t I see you?”
Among the award presenters invited this time is Zheng Keyan, who is often the most popular in the news and is considered one of the most recognized beauties in China.
Even she, who came to greet Jian Jing at this moment, had to pay attention to her manners, so as not to look haggard by accident.
"Teacher Jane looks so beautiful today." Everyone starts a greeting like this.
Jian Jing stroked her skirt and shrugged, "When others praise me, I take it seriously, but when you praise me like this, I don't take it seriously."
Zheng Keyan smiled and said: "Really? Can we take a photo together?"
"OK."
The two took a photo together affectionately. Cai Tong'er, who was far away, hesitated for a moment, pretended not to see it, and sat in her seat playing with her phone as if nothing had happened.
Zheng Keyan left, and another heavyweight guest arrived - Actor Qi, who replaced Shao Meng to play the devil in "Devil Doctor 2".
Devil 2 has been in production for a while now, and Jian Jing has been busy lately and hasn't met him.
"Teacher Jian." Actor Qi shook hands with her politely, "I am very happy to have the opportunity to work with you."
He is nearly forty years old, but still handsome and tall, with a well-maintained body, no belly, and no signs of aging on his face and body, which is pleasing to the eye.
Jian Jing was also very polite: "I should say I'm honored."
Under the camera, the man and the woman were unmarried, so it was not good to chat too warmly, lest there be gossip the next day. Actor Qi was a small-minded person, so he just said hello and then left.
Jian Jing was also tired from socializing, so she turned around, found her own seat, and sat down to play with her phone.
She sent a message to Jiang Baiyan: [Why don’t I see you?]
The other party replied: [I suddenly fell ill and can’t go]
She replied: [Have a good rest and drink more hot water]
The other party: [face.jpg]
"Who are you chatting with?" Kang Mucheng sat next to her and put a white cashmere shawl on her shoulders. "Put it on. It's November and it's cold."
The auditorium was air-conditioned, but in such a large place, no matter how hard the central air-conditioning was running, there was almost no heat. Who of the female stars wearing off-shoulder and backless dresses dared to say that they were not cold
Jian Jing wrapped herself in a shawl and scanned the entire audience.
Today's guests were all invited by the organizers, and no one without an invitation letter could come in. However, on the stage, the staff's management was much more relaxed.
The stars' assistants, the actors' agents, the staff responsible for lighting, props, stage, and makeup... where would he be
The lights dimmed, signaling the official start of the ceremony.
The opening performance was a classical song and dance, a restored version of "The Green Waist". The young ladies wore long skirts with narrow sleeves, their waists slender, and their graceful dance movements made people unable to help but understand the king's absurdity.
After the dance, the host came on stage and introduced the judges of this year's Dream Pen Award. All of them were well-known figures in the literary world. Some were professional critics, while others were big names who had won numerous major domestic awards. They were very influential, and the decision on who would win the award added a lot of persuasiveness.
After introducing the judges, some informal small awards began to be presented.
Creative Short Story Award, Potential Long Story Award, Best Art Award... Yes, these are awards voted for online, and you can only get a seat at the ceremony, but there is no official award ceremony.
Although this small award is not very famous, it can still help you get some publicity, and you also get a medal as a commemoration, so its value is actually higher.
Everyone clapped their hands out of respect.
Jian Jing asked Kang Mucheng in a low voice: "Why haven't I heard of this book?"
"They are all unpopular books." He explained, "They are well written."
She nodded.
Of course, it was a wave of singing performances, a stage for young idols, and it was very lively with singing and dancing.
Then, the highlight came.
Among the six major award categories of romance, history, martial arts, science fiction, suspense, and reality, the first award to be announced is the reality award.
The five nominated books were lined up one by one on the big screen, and the host read out the comments one by one, saying things like "deeply reveals the living conditions of the grassroots people", "incisively analyzes the psychological state of marginalized people", and "suggests the complexity and variability of human nature with bizarre descriptions".
After a vague description, he slowly said: "This year's Dream Pen Award, the best realistic novel is - "The Luxuriance of Spring"."
Jian Jingting read this book. Although its sales were dismal and most people couldn't understand it, it was highly praised in the literary world and was hailed as the domestic version of "One Hundred Years of Solitude".
She thought the author was a carbon copy of Marquez.
However, as soon as the author took the stage, everyone was shocked.
She was a simple working woman, with dark and cracked skin, a thin body, and a little old lady. She was also very modest. After receiving the award, she said in a mosquito-like voice, "Thank you."
There was a moment of silence, followed by a burst of warm applause.
No matter what she looks like or what her background is, as long as the soul of her writing is genuine, she is worthy of everyone's admiration.
It was another singing program, and the song was the theme song of a martial arts novel.
So, the next award to be presented is the martial arts award.
The winner was a young teacher who was very happy. He said many words of thanks and expressed his love for martial arts endlessly.
This is the youth and memories of a generation.
Kang Mucheng couldn't help but sigh: "Martial arts are declining."
Jian Jing nodded silently. That's right, although martial arts still have a place in serious literary awards, fantasy is the best-selling book in bookstores nowadays.
There are no online literature websites here, but the topics are still endless. Because there are too many books, it hurts to buy them, so the book rental business has been getting better and better in recent years.
The essence of martial arts is science fiction.
The result was not controversial. It was the champion of a science fiction novel competition last year and was published in a collection this year.
The next one is the suspense category.
The host began to announce the nominated works: "House of Shadows," "Murder Predicted," "The Woman Who Died Three Times," "Crossing the River," and "Rose, Gold, and the Killer."
Follow the reviews.
"House of Shadows" is described as "exquisite, meticulous and seamless", "Murder in Advance" is described as "constant twists and turns, one after another", "The Woman Who Died Thrice" is described as "full of suspense and twists and turns", and "Crossing the River" is described as "bizarre and unique".
Of course, the longest novel is "Rose, Gold and Killer".
The host said: "This is a unique suspense novel. It is contrary to the gloomy and thriller style of suspense and reasoning. It does not focus on depicting the heaviness and pain of hatred, but tells a story of self-salvation. The writing is timeless and beautiful, and the words that flow slowly are like the fragrance of spring, making people realize that adventures have an end and bloodshed will end, but love is an everlasting rose that lights up the long life in the future..."
As the sound of the music faded, he looked around and announced to the audience, "The winner of this year's Dream Pen Award for Best Suspense Novel is Roses, Gold, and the Killer! Congratulations, Jian Jing!"
The lights and cameras came on at the same time, and for a moment, everyone's attention was focused.
Kang Mucheng couldn't hide the joy on his face, and he didn't bother to hide it. He happily lowered his head and said, "Go quickly."
Jian Jing stood up slowly, and the roses piled on the snow-white veil fell down, looking lifelike.
The moment she stepped onto the stairs, she turned on the charm card again.
The lights on the stage were scorching hot, like the bright summer sun shining down on my cheeks, making them feel hot and naturally flushed a crimson color.
The host was slightly stunned, but luckily he was one of the best hosts in the entertainment industry. Seeing that there were at least a dozen or so beauties, if not a hundred, he immediately calmed down and handed the microphone to her.
"Thank you for the judges' support." Jian Jing held the microphone, her face facing the camera, her eyes bright, "Thank you to all the readers for loving my work. I feel very honored and very happy..."
She read the speech that Kang Mucheng had reviewed behind her back. Her pronunciation was clear and her tone was neither hurried nor slow. Everyone who read it thought she was open and generous.
Kang Mucheng was even more filled with emotion.
He recalled the amazement he felt when he first saw "White Cat Detective", the shock and hesitation he felt when he got "The Kids Playing Hide and Seek", and the disturbance when "The Devil Doctor" was first published... Many years passed in a blink of an eye, and she was like a butterfly, finally undergoing her transformation.
A strange emotion that cannot be described or explained in words filled my head.
It was like satisfaction, but more intense than satisfaction; like joy, but more complicated than joy. However, there was one thought that was without a doubt and extremely clear.
That is it - this is a beginning.
is the beginning of her soaring into the sky.
In the future, she will go higher and further.
And he must be the one who witnessed it.
"Thank you, everyone." Jian Jing finished reciting her lines under the spotlight and received the trophy from the judges.
The crystal-polished brush is engraved with a gilded name, making it a unique souvenir.
The applause was thunderous and overwhelming.
Jian Jing paused for a moment, then bowed and walked off the stage.
The performance is over, and the real battlefield is about to begin.
She pressed the cold trophy against her cheek and thought, I'm ready, where are you
History and romance are the two most fiercely contested prizes in recent years, but Kang Mucheng has already lost interest.
He felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what it was.
President Tao was sweating nervously as he waited for the announcement of the love award. Online public opinion was all applauding Jian Jing, and the guests around him were all normal and talking leisurely.
At first, he thought it was a hangover from the Paris incident, which made him uncomfortable with crowded places, but he soon realized what was happening.
No, it's not a psychological shadow, it's more like... like a hunch.
His eyes fell to his hand, where a white cashmere shawl was draped over the armrest.
A quarter of an hour ago, Jian Jing said she was going to the bathroom, leaving the trophy and shawl behind, and said to him, "Boss Kang, I'll be back soon, don't worry."
At that time, he thought she was joking with him and didn't take it seriously, but when he thought about it now, he broke out in a cold sweat.
Kang Mucheng controlled his emotions and immediately stood up and left.
The auditorium was very busy with people coming and going.
"Excuse me." He stopped a female employee and asked, "Can you help me get someone from the women's restroom?"
The female employee agreed and walked into the nearest bathroom.
After a moment, a sharp scream broke out from inside.
Kang Mucheng's penis twitched violently with a "thump", and the blood almost jumped out of his throat. He didn't care about being rude and rushed in hurriedly: "Jingjing?!"
Blood. He saw the entire mirror was dripping with blood, and the strong smell of blood almost overwhelmed his brain.
The wash basin was filled with bright red rose petals.
And, there was a snow-white envelope hidden inside.
He walked over, fished out the envelope and opened it.
A ribbon fell out, embroidered with red roses. It was Jian Jing's necklace.