The President's Deep Kiss: The Little Woman by the Pillow

Ling Momo regained her senses, nodded, and admitted frankly: "It's really unexpected, I didn't expect the lyricist award to be mine."

"Miss Ling deserves this trophy. That sentence of loving you is like a kind of faith. It is so pious that it has already killed countless audiences in seconds. It also shocked our jury, so it was unanimously approved." , and elected Ms. Ling as the best lyricist of the year."

When Ling Momo heard these words, she felt a little apprehensive. The lyrics were written by Enson for her. At first, she thought it was very classic, but never before, these simple words made her win the grand prize of the music festival.

"Miss Ling is really a woman with both talent and beauty. Not only does she sing a good song, she also writes a good song!"

The host's heartfelt praise made Ling Momo feel a little embarrassed. She accepted the award with flushed cheeks, bowed deeply, and then stepped off the stage. [

The music festival is held here, and then there are only two awards to be awarded.

One is the most popular male singer and the other is the most popular female singer.

In other words, they are the king and queen of the music world, and also the first brother and sister of the music world.

The most coveted award of all singers!

The entire awards ceremony has gone through four hours, and the host asked everyone to rest for half an hour at the last moment.

All the stars went to the heavily guarded back of the stadium under the interception of security guards, putting on make-up and changing clothes.

Ling Momo went to the bathroom first, and couldn't help but took out her phone, and sent Enson a WeChat message: [Did you watch tonight's music festival? 】

Soon, the phone received a reply, Enson: [I see, congratulations, the best lyricist. 】

Ling Momo couldn't help feeling warm in her heart. It turned out that Enson was paying attention to the awards ceremony at this time. She smiled with her lips curled up, and then quickly replied: [Come on, stop teasing me. Speaking of it, This award should belong to you! 】

After Ling Momo sent it over, she sent another sentence: [Huh, but, my "Forgiveness" won the second place in the golden song. 】

[I saw it. 】Enson sent a congratulatory emoji.

Ling Momo bit her lower lip, and then continued: 【Suppress Jian Chenxi! 】

After sending it, Ling Momo suddenly thought of Chen Wanru, her originally happy expression became a little lonely at this moment, looking at Enson's message: [Excellent! 】Ling Momo sighed, but she no longer had the desire to continue chatting with Enson. In fact, the number one golden song should belong to Sister Wanru, and she should be the third.

That is, if those scandals do not arise.

Ling Momo walked out of the bathroom and looked at the handsome men and women in front of them who were ostentatious and chatting happily. Those who won the awards pretended to be modest, and those who did not win the awards flattered the winners. Such scenes made Ling Momo feel I feel a little mocking in my heart.

This circle is really cool >

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Who will remember your past glory and brilliance, even if you once bloomed with pride, once it withers, no one will pay attention to it again!