"Remember to mute your phone.    "

Sitting in the seat, Lei Feng reminded.

Shi Rou and others nodded.

"Is it the first time I attended the award ceremony?"

A nasty voice sounded.

Wang Tong was actually on the right side of Lei Feng, and he sneered: "Look at you, you still want to win the award?"

Lei Feng did not turn his head, but just smiled: "I don't know if I win the award. At least we have some works shortlisted. What about you, come and take the red carpet?"

"Fuck! I invited the awards from the show!"

Wang Tong lowered his voice!

He was a little angry and embarrassed.

Others don’t know, but he knows that he really spent money on this award presentation opportunity today. After all, it is very rare for Chinese players to join European football clubs. As long as the publicity is in place, it is very likely to enter the line. The "Chinese Music Awards Ceremony" is a good platform.

Wang Tong hates Lei Feng very much.

Needless to say, no one in the Chinese national football team doesn’t hate Lei Feng; secondly, it is because of Lin Chan and others’ entry.

The third-tier quota is limited, and Lin Chan, the top 6 and others all entered the line, resulting in the competition for entry evaluations being extremely fierce. When Hao Haixi joined the European club, he entered the line smoothly, but now Wang Tong has become the second person in Europe, but his popularity is not ranked first in the "Spare Tire List". He simply hates Lei Feng to death.

“Yi group is not mainstream!”

Wang Tong was very unwilling.

He wanted to say something, but the host had already come on stage, and the camera was facing each other, and the "Chinese Music Awards Ceremony" officially began.

Lei Feng sat.

He thought it was very fresh.

Many Chinese music singers, men, women, young and old, and many superstars, such as Zhang Tianwang and others, were present in person. Lei Feng sat among these people, a little excited. When he saw the camera approaching him, he immediately showed a cool smile. He didn't know if the slim and the others could see it at home.

But after a while, Lei Feng became a little bored.

There were many awards at the award ceremony and it ended at 10 o'clock in the evening. Although there was a host who drove the atmosphere and interspersed with singer singing performances, the atmosphere on the scene was still a bit awkward.

Of course, the most important thing is that it is not a prize.

“The one who won the Best Single Producer of the Year Award is… Lin Miao! White Bun!”

As the movie star who came to play the awards guest with the intention of promoting the movie shouted, a woman with graceful figure and outstanding temperament appeared on the big screen. At the same time, the white bread music that Yi went on March 4 started to sound.

"Are you very disappointed if you didn't win the award?"

An annoying voice came next to you.

Lei Feng ignored it.

His nobody was the shortlisted song, but was won by singer Lin Miao. It was fake to say that he was not disappointed, but Lei Feng was not very disappointed. His expectations for winning the award were very small. Yi adjusted his emotions instantly and looked at him in order to cater to the camera, and his face still had a cool smile.

"It may be a pity that Xianxian and the others are at home."

Lei Feng thought to himself.

The award ceremony was broadcast live on TV. Lei’s mother and others were watching TV at home. They definitely hoped that he would win the award. Unfortunately, everything in this world is not that simple.

"The nominations for this year's Best Composer Award are: Zhang Xipeng is not worthy of loving you..., Lei Feng Duxiang..."

On the big screen, Zhang Tianwang and Lei Feng switched the cameras;

The award presenter opened the envelope and smiled exaggeratedly

"Zhang Xipeng! I don't deserve to love you!"

Amid the applause of the film, Zhang Tianwang, the three kings of the Hong Kong City, took the stage.

"I didn't win the award, are you very disappointed?"

Wang Tong came over again.

Lei Feng ignored him.

On the stage, after saying his thank you, King Zhang did not step down directly, sat in front of the piano next to him, and at the request of the program team, he played and sang the song himself.

"There is no limit to the literature."

Lei Feng thought in his heart.

There are so many factors that make the song win the award. Lei Feng considers himself a shameless porter, not unwilling to be with him, but just regrets the original creator of the work.

"The one who won the Best Song of the Year Award for the Year is...the great rivers and mountains! Tang Zongxiong!"

I shook for an hour.

The third prize for the four beauties in Leifeng was announced.

Nobody lost again.

The winner was bel canto singer Tang Zongxiong.

"Haha, I didn't win the award, aren't you very disappointed?"

Wang Tong's voice sounded again.

"It makes you laugh!"

Lei Feng turned his head.

He was speechless, thinking that this person was so cheap, like a repeater.

Don't you feel tired?

"Haha, oh by the way, today is Sunday again, and the Huayin World Weekly List is about to start again. I wonder if your children's songs can be on the list?" Perhaps when he saw Lei Feng finally paying attention to him, Wang Tongyi was a little excited, "Let's see the time." He looked at his watch and said, "It's almost eight o'clock, South Korea is almost over. I wonder if your songs have won the championship? Ah, I forgot, nobody, gee is no longer able to do it! Hahaha..."

"That's not sure."

Lei Feng smiled when he heard this.

"Isn't it true?" Wang Tong smiled even more violently. "I'm not sure if I don't have the heart to die until the Yellow River. I can't do it last week, and I'm still so stubborn. I'm afraid I can't even enter the top ten, and I still want to be the first one? If you are the first one, I will just eat Xiang!"

“…, make a bet?”

"OK!"

Seeing Lei Feng smiling, Wang Tong was stunned at first, and then sneered.

He had never seen the Korean chart with his own eyes, but the momentum of nobody and Gee in South Korea was indeed declining. Last week, the two songs fell out of the first three. After a week, they might not fall out of the list, but Zhou Guan's position was in a dream.

Still want to scare me?

Wang Tong sneered: "If nobody and gee can win this week's Zhou Guan, I will eat Xiang; if you don't get the week's Guan, you will eat it, dare?"

“Ok.”

Lei Feng nodded.

"snort!"

Wang Tong sneered, and he felt that Lei Feng was just a stubborn duck and would definitely refuse to admit it afterwards.

While speaking, the "Best Lyricist Award" began, and the international song written by Lei Feng appeared on the shortlist.

"You are there again haha, but I'm 100% sure you won't get it! This person actually appeared!"

Wang Tong laughed.

Lei Feng didn't make any noise.

He stared at the big screen

Lei Feng, Internationale; Become an article, hate the dusk; Ma Xiaowu, only the sky is above; Yuankong, yi23; Chinese style, blue and white porcelain!

The Chinese style actually appeared!

Lei Feng was a little stunned.

As his trumpet, Chinese style did not leave any address or phone number, so naturally they could not be present. Generally speaking, in this case, no matter how good the work is, there will be nominations. For example, the previous "Best Song of the Year Award", if the "Chinese style" is willing to come, it will even be just a reply, and the song of loyalty to the country will be used, Lei Feng believes that it will definitely be shortlisted.

But today it was an exception!

"The person who won the Best Lyricist Award did not come to the scene today."

This award was revealed by the organizer of the award ceremony

"Even we can't contact this person at the Chinese Music Awards Ceremony." When the host said this, many people in the audience understood who it was.

"We don't know if he is the one next to him or the girl next to the character "女"; we don't know if it is the individual or a few people behind this name... Our jury teachers argued for this award for a long time, and finally impressed by the Chinese style, blue and white porcelain in the lyrics!"

As the host shouted, the song "The sky is blue and the mist and rain" appeared. The Chinese music award ceremony, perhaps the first time, was awarded but the trophy was stored.

"Haha, I know that you are far behind the Chinese style."

Wang Tong laughed!

Lei Feng nodded: "The Chinese style is indeed too talented. People like you and me cannot be compared at all. I can guarantee that he must be very handsome, just like the fireflies in the night sky, so vivid and so..."

He said casually, but he was very excited. Although he could not come on stage to receive the prize, the system prompted that the two thunderous beans had arrived!
To be continued...