When Xiaoyu saw that Zhen Tian was not speaking, she comforted her.

"Don't be nervous, it's very simple. When they call your name, just go on stage."

After saying that, she looked around and whispered, "I originally wanted to try to get you a chance to speak, but it's already been decided within the company. I couldn't get it for you."

"It's okay. I don't want to speak either." Zhen Tian smiled obediently.

“I was skeptical when you told me you were a minor before, but now it seems you really are. Because you still look very young.”

The two chatted and laughed as they walked to the stage. After waiting for a short while, Zhen Tian followed Xiao Yu's instructions and went up on stage. She stood there for a short time before being asked to come down by the staff.

"This is the order in which you will be introduced when you go on stage later. Just remember that. There's nothing else to do."

"good."

"By the way, there's a red carpet event before the ceremony. You'll need to wait outside. I'll call you when it's almost your turn."

"knew."

"The ceremony itself isn't important, because everyone will be down there. You'll just have to see who the group's bigwigs are on stage, as well as the representatives from our long-term partner companies. It's good to get to know them. You can have a brief chat at the reception after the ceremony."

"Okay." She agreed, but whether she actually did it was another matter.

"I reckon your fans will go crazy when the live stream starts today." Xiaoyu suddenly laughed: "I didn't expect such a sweet and doting cartoonist to be such a sweetheart."

Zhen Tian pursed her lips, said goodbye to Xiao Yu shyly, and walked back to where the nanny van had been.

After resting in the car for a while, her phone started vibrating rapidly.

[Liuliuliu: Where are you, sir?]

[Liuliuliu: Boss, I've finished the process! Where are you?]

[Liuliuliu: Not here yet?]

[Liuliuliu: Why aren't you replying to me? *crying*]

[Sweet Tongue: Didn't hear you, I'm at the door.]

[Liuliuliu: I'm also at the entrance, in a white Maserati. Can you see me?]

[Liuliuliu: Which car is yours? There are too many cars parked at the entrance.]

[Sweet on the tongue: Mercedes-Benz, a minivan.]

[Liuliuliu: Is it the V260?]

[Sweet taste on the tongue: Perhaps...]

[Liuliuliu: I see you, I'm right behind you, two cars away. I'm coming to find you.]

When Zhen Tian saw the message, there was already a knock on the car door.

"Big brother, big brother, it's me, 66."

Zhen Tian sighed and opened the car door.

A little girl who looked about the same age as Zhen Tian stared wide-eyed into the car.

"Hello, sister... Hey..."

The girl's voice came in as soon as the car door was halfway open.

When the girl saw Zhen Tian's face, she exclaimed "Eh!"

"Hello." Zhen Tian waved to her, "Come up and talk."

"good."

The girl climbed onto the car and kept staring at Zhen Tian even after the doors were closed.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's okay, you're so beautiful, I wanted to look at you more." The girl's words were particularly sweet: "I thought you were an older sister type, like a cool, mature woman, based on your replies to my messages. I never expected you to be like this..."

Zhen Tian smiled.

"Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Zhou Liuliu, but you can just call me 66."

"Zhen Tian!"

"Your name is as sweet as you are. How old are you? I shouldn't call you 'older sister'."

"A sophomore in college. 20 years old."

"Ah, I knew it." The girl looked disappointed. "Why am I so old?"

"you……"

"I'm already 22..."

"..."

Zhen Tian encountered a thought process that she couldn't understand.

“You’re not much older either,” she replied curtly.

They seemed to have gotten a little familiar with each other, and 66 couldn't stop talking, chattering away beside Zhen Tian.

Sweetie also learned from her words that Zhou Liuliu was also a rich second-generation who didn't lack money and spent her time drawing comics.

Fortunately, this rich second-generation seems to be as guileless as she is.

Zhen Tian was quite willing to chat with her.

This led us to the start of the grand ceremony.

[Edited by Xiaoyu: You're in two more cars. Just watch the cars in front of you and follow closely.]

[Sweet on the tongue: Good.]

"It's almost my turn, how many do you have left?"

"Hmm, I don't know, the editor hasn't contacted me yet." Zhou Liuliu glanced at her phone: "Then I'll head back when it's your turn. Let's sit together when we go in."

"We'll see what happens."

“Yeah, if we weren’t scheduled together, we could have fun together at the party. I’m off.” As Zhou Liuliu was getting out of the car, she winked at Zhen Tian and said, “Actually, I’m your fan. I’m the second on your fan list. Hehehe. I even spent my writing fee to get you to attend the ceremony.”

"You have to be my friend."

Zhen Tian hadn't expected this to happen: "Eh... well..."

"Let's go, my friend."

Zhou Liuliu closed the car door.

Zhen Tian didn't know how to handle the situation, so she simply stopped thinking about it.

But after a while, she said to the driver, "You don't need to wait for me when I go in. Go buy me some things and come back."

...

Yang Tao was watching the live stream in her dorm room. The red carpet alone had taken half an hour, and she was incredibly bored. It wasn't some celebrity awards ceremony; she'd been walking the red carpet for so long without seeing a single eye-catching person. And she didn't recognize any of them.

Sweet Peach: When is your turn?

Yang Tao received no reply, and her gaze drifted back to the screen.

A black Mercedes-Benz van slowly drove to the end of the red carpet.

The car door slowly opened in front of the camera, and a figure appeared.

The camera immediately switched from a long shot to a medium shot.

Zhen Tian's face was visible in the center of the screen.

"Holy crap, where did this makeup artist come from? I'm blown away!" Yang Tao jumped forward and leaned against the computer. The makeup was just too good.

The camera then cuts back to a wide shot, showing Zhen Tian slowly getting out of the car. After getting out, she doesn't rush to move, but stands still, straightens her skirt, looks around, and then walks forward.

Yang Tao quickly checked the comments on the screen.

The barrage of comments that had just been partially obscured suddenly filled the entire screen.

Is this my favorite comic book author? Really? Did they hire a celebrity to walk the runway?

[This is a cold, aloof sweetness; I don't believe it.]

Wow, my idol is incredibly handsome!

[Waaaaah, the author looks so young, like a minor! I'm crying. I'm becoming a "mommy fan."]

Has anyone seen the "Sweet Tongue" (舌甘甜) brand?

[I always thought the author, Sweet Tongue, was a sleazy old man, but doesn't this pen name sound sleazy?]

[Girls, I have a bold guess: what do you think is the difference between "sweet on the tongue" and "sweet"?]

[Wow, that's a real eye-opener! Could the author's name be Sweetie?]

【Sweetie! A perfect match for her, waaaaah, the author will call her Sweetie. Nothing else will do.】