Zhen Tian was unaware of everything. She walked to the autograph board, signed her pen name, and then entered the venue.
I was guided to my seat by the staff.
The second row should be an excellent spot.
The first row was for all the big names, as well as some writers and illustrators more famous than her. She was already quite surprised by the seats in the second row.
Zhen Tian sat down, straightened her skirt, and placed the bag that Ye Qingyan had given her on her lap.
When no one was looking, she took out a piece of chocolate from her bag and ate it in small bites.
Just because no one is paying attention doesn't mean there aren't cameras watching.
When fans saw their idol eating, they all smiled like doting aunts.
[Aww, the author is so cute! We want to be cute too!]
[They eat just like little squirrels, covering their mouths and chewing in tiny bites.]
My dear child, just checking if there are people isn't enough; you need to check if there are cameras.
The child is still young, please be understanding.
That's why so many people are willing to endure the pain of plastic surgery to become more beautiful. It's because being good-looking brings so many advantages.
After Zhen Tian finished chewing the chocolate, she felt less empty in her stomach. She put down the empty paper wrapper and sat there properly, watching the stage.
Yang Tao was helpless. If she had known that Zhen Tian was sitting there yesterday stuffing her bag with snacks, she would have stopped her.
Only Zhen Tian could make such expensive bags to carry snacks.
Sure enough, she wasn't the only one who noticed this.
Did anyone notice the evening bag that the lady is carrying? It looks very expensive.
[Attention, ladies! There was a moment when the light shone on the bag and almost blinded me.]
"I feel like it's a very expensive bag."
Look at this bag, it's worth seven figures. (Referring to an auction on a certain date.)
[Seriously? That's so expensive! How rich must the person be?]
[No matter how much money you have, it's all spent by others anyway. I think She Gantian is too fond of showing off. Is a seven-figure bag really necessary for a grand event?]
[So what if it's a seven-figure wallet? He's rich, why can't he spend the money he earned?]
[Exactly, the author who just went in was also carrying a Hermès Birkin bag, wasn't he? Why isn't anyone saying this is hypocritical?]
[That author earns tens of millions a year, how much does "Sweet Tongue" earn? And that author has been making money for many years. "Sweet Tongue" is just a newcomer. Isn't the contrast obvious?]
[Is it wrong for my daughter to be a rich kid? Fans, stop arguing with those haters, it lowers your standards.]
Yang Tao clicked her tongue in amazement as she watched the comments section.
Indeed, wherever there are women, there is war.
A moment later, 66 also came in.
She looked around and saw Zhen Tian sitting next to her with several other people.
Since they were all strangers, she felt awkward changing seats, so she could only greet Zhen Tian from a distance before quietly settling down.
Everything went smoothly.
Except Zhen Tian was a little sleepy.
It's already past 7 p.m., and after a whole day of running around, she feels sleepy as soon as she sits down here.
The process proceeded step by step, and nearly ten people went up to speak just for the leaders.
Zhen Tian covered her mouth and yawned.
Liu Liu secretly sent her a message.
[Liuliuliu: Hey, wanna go to the restroom together? I'm so sleepy! [Dark circles]]
[Sweet Tongue: You'll be going on stage soon, right?]
[Liuliuliu: No, there are still two comments.]
[Sweet Tongue: Let's go then.]
The two sneaked out and only felt more awake after washing their hands with cold water in the bathroom.
"This is so boring, I'd rather stay home and watch TV shows and eat snacks." 66 pressed the water bottle against her arm to cool down. The venue was too hot.
"Add one."
The two little girls lingered in the restroom for a while, and when they returned, it was time for them to go on stage.
After a brief introduction of the author and his work, I was asked to step down.
I felt like I was just a tool throughout the whole process.
Zhen Tian thought to herself.
At 8:30, the awards ceremony finally began.
Zhen Tian took a deep breath, not out of nervousness, but because she was finally about to reach the end.
She would never participate in such a thing again, even if it meant death.
Zhou Liuliu, who was sitting on the side, also felt the same way.
The two girls exchanged a glance, understood each other's meaning, and then laughed in unison.
Zhen Tian counted down the time, not even wanting to go to the party in a little while. She was too tired; all she wanted to do was sleep.
"Next, we present the Most Popular Comic Award. The winning author is..."
"Sweet to the taste. Let's give them a round of applause."
"Hey, it's you, Master! Hurry up and go!" Zhou Liuliu stood up excitedly, pointed at the stage, and urged Zhen Tian.
As Zhen Tian passed Zhou Liuliu, lifting her skirt, 66 whispered, "I thought you would win the Most Generous Fan Award."
"I still want to thank you." Zhen Tian smiled and walked up to you.
She accepted the giant model check handed to her by the hostess. Zhen Tian then posed for a photo with the award presenter.
She thought it was over, but she was suddenly asked to stay and give an acceptance speech.
What did she say? Nobody told her about this.
After a long pause, Zhen Tian finally spoke under Xiao Yu's anxious gaze.
"Well, I didn't expect to win an award. I didn't even know I had to give a speech. So I'm a little dazed." Zhen Tian held the microphone, and the model check in her hand slipped from her grasp and was taken by a hostess.
"I just wanted to thank everyone for their support. When I was drawing it, I never imagined that so many people would notice and like this comic. It's a very happy thing to be liked by you all. Thank you everyone."
She bowed, handed the microphone to the host, and walked off the stage.
Editor Xiaoyu stamped her foot: "Silly child, why don't you thank the group and the platform? Why don't you say those polite words?"
"Hmm? Do I really have to say it?"
"It's not that it's certain, it's just that everyone's saying it."
"What does that have to do with me?"
Because her comics were initially popular on Weibo, and only later moved to other platforms, she didn't really notice it.
Moreover, the platform has always only been in contact with Xiaoyu, and she has no connection with or knows anyone else, so why should she thank them?
Everyone's already down here, there's no point in saying anything more, Xiaoyu sighed.
Hopefully, the group's leaders won't take this small issue to heart.
After the awards ceremony, the Most Generous Fan Award went to the new cartoonist Xiaomi, and she also gave the speech for Outstanding Artist.
Zhen Tian glanced at the woman on stage with her exquisite makeup and felt that she looked somewhat familiar.
Then he looked away and started texting Zhou Liuliu.
[Liuliuliu: I just saw it, this young lady on stage has spent a lot of money on her comics.]
[Liuliuliu: [Image]]
[Liuliuliu: That's more than double what I sent you, no wonder you won!]
[Sweet Tongue: How do you know she did it herself?]
[Liuliuliu: Everyone knows this account belongs to her.]
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