Chapter 199 Appearance

The official offline events were quite large in scale.

On the red carpet stage, a professional host with a gentle smile and a script in hand introduces each of the anchors participating in the red carpet segment.

It's almost An Jin's turn.

She sat comfortably in the business van, carefree, playing on her phone.

The process was handled by Yan Qing and Lisa. At this time, all she needed to do was maintain a good attitude, dress up, and prepare to dazzle the audience.

The vehicle wasn't very soundproof, and the strong, clear voices of the male and female hosts could be faintly heard.

The car was quiet. The driver, wearing an earpiece, slowly moved forward according to the established procedure.

The closer you get to the entrance of the red carpet, the more people there are.

Aside from the photographers invited by the organizers, the people surrounding this spot were mostly fans of the streamers.

Some of them are professionals, and some are not; they all came here because of their passion for it.

The car windows were tinted with privacy film, and Yan Qing recognized many familiar faces among them.

"It's almost our turn."

Yan Qing gently reminded An Jin, who was still watching videos.

An Jin listened to the advice and put away her phone.

"It's quite a lively affair."

She looked out the car window at the vibrant red carpet, checked her makeup, and confidently raised her head.

"I will be the most dazzling person tonight."

An Jin is ready.

She straightened her long skirt, adjusted her matching fur coat, and got out of the car expressionlessly amidst the female host's enthusiastic introduction.

This was An Jin's first time participating in a similar event. Compared to the ease and familiarity of the many veteran anchors who had attended before, An Jin appeared much more cautious.

She didn't laugh.

Her beautiful face was adorned with exquisite makeup: black eyebrows, red lips, and curled eyelashes beneath which lay a pair of eyes devoid of any emotion, filled only with a pure desire for battle.

She stepped out of the car in ten-centimeter high heels, the black shoes with red soles blending almost instantly into the vibrant red carpet.

The two cameramen controlling the live stream heard the director's screams coming through their headsets.

They stepped forward in unison, one camera panning downwards, the other focusing on the pair of high heels.

The two cameras kept switching between each other, capturing the woman, who was attending an offline event for the first time, in a visually striking way.

The night was dark, the cars were dark, and only An Jin, wrapped in a black strapless fishtail dress, had color in the camera lens.

What color is Anjin?

Is it the large expanse of white exposed on her chest, or the striking red on her lips, or perhaps it's the ambition and desire in her bright eyes that are impossible to look away from?

The viewers sitting in front of their screens had no idea.

They only saw a mass of darkness, a mass of darkness emerging from the dimly lit carriage and landing on the bright red carpet, a darkness full of desire.

She looked down at the camera that was practically lying in front of her, a subtle expression appearing on her cold face.

You're blocking my way, how am I supposed to walk?

An Jin stared at the camera in front of her with a dagger in her eyes.

She didn't care why the photographer was blocking her way. Once she was on the red carpet, she was the king of the world. Even if a large truck drove up in front of her, An Jin would not budge an inch.

An Jin faced the camera, her gaze passing through the screen and into the homes of millions of people.

The expensive jewelry around her neck became her embellishment, and the jewelry shimmered with colorful fire under the light.

The camera shutters clicked incessantly, and after a brief standoff of just over ten seconds, the photographer finally stepped aside, holding up his video camera.

An Jin could no longer hear what the female host was saying.

She opened her eyes wide and stepped steadily onto the red carpet, moving forward, ever forward, under the dense and dazzling flashes of light from both sides.

The live broadcast content was simultaneously relayed in real time inside the gala venue.

The camera and the big screen will only accentuate An Jin's beauty, not diminish it in the slightest.

There are many beautiful people in the livestreaming industry, but very few are as beautiful as An Jin.

An Jin's sudden popularity on Douyin (TikTok) has given her some recognition among live streamers.

But this fame is nothing but a mirage; even if veteran livestreamers know of her existence, they won't pay her any special attention.

There is no other reason.

In this industry, there are always people who take off by riding the wave of opportunity.

But not everyone can maintain their popularity indefinitely.

Most people become famous suddenly, then suddenly disappear without a trace.

The reason why veteran streamers are called veteran streamers is precisely because they have stood the test of time.

An Jin's appearance tonight was undoubtedly a great success.

She wasn't smiling; her beautiful face was full of sharp angles.

She walked slowly but firmly across the red carpet, and from any camera angle, her straight back was captured.

That posture wasn't a deliberately tense stiffness, but rather a pride and confidence that emanated from the very core of his being.

An Jin arrived at the end of the red carpet, where there was a signature wall covered with the names of many livestreamers.

The best spots have already been taken by the names of these livestreamers.

An Jin glanced at the pen the female host handed her, her eyes showing no emotion whatsoever. The official procedures had already been announced, and she had no intention of causing trouble.

Participating in an event for the first time, it's essential to demonstrate ambition and declare strength.

However, causing trouble is absolutely out of the question.

An Jin's student signature was abruptly printed on the wall.

The female host was very gentle. After An Jin finished signing her name, she naturally moved on to the next part.

She briefly interviewed An Jin with two questions, questions that almost every anchor gets asked once in a row, and they are all boring platitudes and clichés.

After answering the questions in a grand and dignified manner, An Jin calmly adjusted the fur coat that had slipped off her shoulder in front of the camera and swaggered off the stage.

As soon as she entered the venue, the number of viewers in the official live stream began to plummet, to the point that even the director and backstage staff couldn't recognize their own parents.

In stark contrast, An Jin surpassed nine million followers in one fell swoop.

Lisa, Yan Qing, and the others who were waiting backstage greeted An Jin as soon as she came offstage.

"An'an, come this way, let's go inside."

An Jin handed the not-so-warm fur coat to Yan Qing, while she put on a down jacket herself.

"What's the rush?"

An Jin squatted down, about to lift her skirt, when she saw a female staff member wearing a name tag walk up quickly.

"An'an, let me help you."

The female staff member quickly lifted An Jin's skirt, and like a lovesick fool, she sniffed the faint perfume emanating from An Jin, feeling incredibly happy.

"ah?..."

An Jin stared blankly at the female staff member: "I don't think I know you..."

The female staff member said ingratiatingly, "Yes, I'm a backstage staff member, I specialize in helping the streamers with miscellaneous tasks. Don't worry, I'm very good at this."

An Jin looked at Lisa with a puzzled expression, and after receiving a reassuring look from Lisa, she relaxed her guard.

"Okay, thank you."

An Jin smiled at the female staff member and turned to walk into the inner area.

The female staff member happily escorted An Jin into the inner area, then turned around and started talking to Lisa.

"Sister Lisa, she has such a wonderful personality!"

Lisa, who is familiar with An Jin's character: ...

Doesn't Lisa know whether An Jin has a good or bad personality? The reason why she was forced to become half an operations person instead of a management person is because An Jin likes to curse people in the live broadcast room.

If it weren't for her help, An Jin's live stream points would have been deducted long ago.

Lisa said to the female staff member with an annoyance, "Are you free right now?"

The female staff member's eyes lit up: "Yes, yes! If there's anything else, An'an, just call me, Lisa. I'm not very busy today, I'll be there whenever you call!"

Lisa was also at her wit's end with this world where everyone would fall in love with An Jin.