There was no such thing as tickets or no tickets for the small evening party. Shen Zhiming brought Ziyi into the inner circle entirely by his own efforts.

"It's not that going to the temple fair when I was a kid was in vain, otherwise where did I learn these loach skills?" Shen Zhiming took out a small mirror from her bag and kept an eye on her makeup.

Ziyi appeared without makeup, so there was no need to worry about whether her makeup was ruined.

There was a security cordon out front, and some people had already started holding up light signs. Ziyi looked around and saw that there were only a few light signs with the three words "Qin Yuhuan" written on them. Even Shen Zhiming, who claimed to be a true fan for several years, didn't get one.

"Let's move over there so we can shout louder." Chen Zhiming pulled Ziyi towards Qin Yuhuan's signboard.

After waiting for more than an hour, it was Qin Yuhuan's turn. It was not a solo performance, but a duet between her and another male star whose name Ziyi could not remember. They also sang a festive and auspicious song.

It was the first time that Ziyi realized how obscure Qin Yuhuan was.

Anyone with a bit of fame would not want to take on such a program, because they will pay a huge sum of money to invite one or two big names, while the rest are just supporting actors with shabby makeup and it looks like they haven't put much effort into it.

"Qin Yuhuan, Qin Yuhuan, Mom loves you! Mom will always support you!!" Shen Zhiming kept calling her Mom.

Across the cordon, under the dazzling lights, Ziyi seemed to see Qin Yuhuan smiling at them.

Three minutes passed in the blink of an eye. When she tilted her head, Shen Zhiming was crying.

Ziyi: ...

"Why are you crying?"

It's not that she sings well and she doesn't sing out of tune, but it's not that nice to listen to. Qin Yuhuan's singing is like her reading, the pronunciation is accurate, not a single word is missing, but it has nothing to do with being nice to listen to, it's just average.

The tone is quite good, with a cool and comfortable feeling like years of accumulated snow.

"I just feel sorry for her. Why is she so confused?"

"Do you want to go inside and take a look?"

In her previous life, Shu Baizhu was also in the entertainment industry and had won many awards. She knew some of the twists and turns.

Shen Zhiming was a little surprised, but then hesitated: "Can you get in? We invited Gan Qihua, and he's watching very strictly."

"Don't worry, the organizer knows my family, and my dad is their big client. Why can't I go and see it?" At this age, Ziyi has been helped by her parents to build a lot of connections, so she still has some connections in Jincheng's affairs.

He walked out with Shen Zhiming, calling people he knew while walking, and soon a staff member came to claim them.

Shen Zhiming took a deep breath all the way, “What should I do if I feel a little excited after it’s over?”

Ziyi: ...

That's not necessary.

The process of entering the backstage was particularly smooth. Qin Yuhuan was arranged to sit in an extremely inconspicuous corner, and all her resources were given to bigger names. She did her own makeup, and pitifully, she didn't even have an assistant around her.

"Old classmate, what a coincidence?" Ziyi greeted him familiarly.

Qin Yuhuan curled his eyes and said, "I thought you wouldn't come."

Now it was Shen Zhiming's turn to be dumbfounded, "You guys..." When did you meet?

The last time she mentioned Qin Yuhuan to Ziyi, Ziyi looked indifferent and didn't react.

"You already said we're classmates, how come I don't know him?" Ziyi raised an eyebrow. "Always trust your sister Ziyi's connections. Let me introduce you to Chen Zhiming, my childhood friend. Oh, and I've been a fan of yours for ten years."

"Tsk." Someone nearby suddenly sneered in disdain.

Ziyi casually pulled a chair and sat down, looking rather rude: "Any opinions?"

"No, I just think the younger generation nowadays are so shameless. They haven't even debuted for ten years, but they are already ten-year old fans." Isn't that funny?

"The old stars nowadays are quite blind. They didn't even notice it when their friends were reminiscing about the past, and they had to rush to ask for a scolding." Ziyi looked at Shen Zhiming lazily with a faint smile, "Who is this person? What's his name? Say it loud and clear."

Someone saw a conflict happening here and couldn't help but come over to smooth things over.

"Eighteen-tier celebrities are laughing at people too! Is this how you select people for your events?" Ziyi stood up straight, her expression serious, with the seriousness of the event organizer. "Tell me your name. I'll check if any of our products have fallen on this rubbish."

"You--!" Liu Shangqie was about to speak when someone grabbed him and signaled him with his eyes to be more restrained.

"Luckily, you're not famous enough to be considered for my line." Ziyi scoffed. "But your agent is contacting my lower-end lines." She shook her phone. "I've permanently blocked them. As long as an artist is managed by your agent, all of Zhao's product lines will always maintain a reserved attitude."

The agent's phone call went straight to Liu Shangqie, who started scolding him.

"Do you even know who you've offended? That's the Zhao family's only golden nugget! Liu Shangqie, if you want to die, don't drag me along. Just get out of here! Go and apologize! Even if you have to kneel down, you have to apologize to me!"

Liu Shangqie's face turned pale. He tried to come over, but Ziyi covered her nose and dodged him. "What's going on? The sewer in the backfield has overflowed, and it smells like a toilet?"

"Are there any activities later? Let's go out for dinner together." She looked at Qin Yuhuan.

Qin Yuhuan smiled and shook his head, looking as reserved as possible.

"If he goes on stage again tonight, my family will evacuate this street tomorrow." Before leaving, Ziyi smiled and greeted an old acquaintance who had rushed over. "Is this something I can still do?"

"Boss Xiaozi, calm down. This will definitely satisfy you."

Ziyi wasn't angry at all.

After exiting the commercial street and making many turns, we finally managed to drive the car to a spacious area. Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief, "Driving on small roads is really hard."

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