"Well, Sister Yao, we should hurry up, the others are almost here."
"Oh." Lin Yao agreed listlessly.
In order to warm up for the Golden Melody Awards, the organizers specially arranged for the nominated singers to shoot a video together after the rehearsal.
There are dozens of singers nominated for more than ten awards, including the annual top ten golden songs, best new artist, best male and female singer, best stage presentation, etc.
This can be regarded as a gathering of top figures in the Chinese music scene.
Last year, Lin Yao was nominated for Best Newcomer, but when taking a group photo, she was placed at the very edge of the last row, standing like a minion with no sense of presence at all.
Fangfang still remembers that last year she could only watch from afar and could not enter the artist lounge at all.
When taking a group photo with the singers, she had to use a telescope to find Sister Yao.
At this time last year, Yang Jiaxin and Xu Fei were standing in the C position.
At that time, these two people were still out of Sister Yao's reach.
Unexpectedly, in just one year, Yang Jiaxin had become Sister Yao's competitor, and Xu Fei had even become Sister Yao's employee.
Thinking of this, Fangfang suddenly felt like she was dreaming.
She vaguely felt that the starting point of Sister Yao's counterattack seemed to be from her acquaintance with Fang Xiaole?
So she subconsciously asked, "Sister Yao, is Fang Xiaole coming?"
When this question came up, Lin Yao's mood became even lower.
"He's recording a show."
Then he smiled again and said, "It's okay, he said he would watch TV."
"Oh." Fangfang stuck out her tongue, knowing that she had asked another stupid question, and didn't dare to say anything more.
Soon the two of them arrived backstage at the Golden Hill Hall stage where the awards ceremony would be held tomorrow.
At this time, many singers in front had already arrived.
Mo Yan, who had been waiting backstage for a long time, saw Lin Yao coming over and immediately stepped forward and whispered:
"Come on, there are a lot of reporters here. Be careful when taking pictures later, and don't take the initiative to stand in the center position."
Lin Yao nodded when she heard that, perked up, and tried hard to put on a business smile.
Seeing Lin Yao's expression, Mo Yan nodded with satisfaction. The little girl had finally matured.
She raised her hand to smooth Lin Yao's bangs and said softly:
"Come on, your battle has begun now."
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