If I let you create your own character, will you become a god directly?

A few days later, in Yanjing.

Weather, cloudy.

Today is the day when Penguin Music holds the annual Music Festival.

As the largest music platform in China.

Every year.

Penguin Music will hold such an event.

Many music awards are presented.

In terms of gold content, although it is not as good as China's Golden Melody Awards.

But it is still a kind of recognition for some singers.

Many singers attach great importance to this music festival.

Moreover.

On this day.

Basically more than half of the singers in the entertainment industry will be present.

The big names in the music industry gather, the traffic stars gather, and the new generation of singers are countless.

Since the annual music festival is live broadcast, and many singers will perform on the stage.

In the eyes of many fans.

It is more like a carnival for them.

So just in the afternoon, when the singers walked the red carpet one after another, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room reached millions.

Jiang Shu was also invited to participate in this music festival.

Moreover.

He was nominated for the Best New Lyricist Award, Best New Composer Award, and Best New Singer Award.

Similarly.

At the invitation of the organizing committee.

Jiang Shu will sing a song at the halftime of the award ceremony.

In the late afternoon.

A business car slowly stopped at the door of the hotel where the festival was held.

The car door opened.

A man and a woman walked down.

The girl was pure and sweet, wearing a white long dress, with two shallow dimples on her delicate face like a porcelain doll.

The boy was handsome and elegant, and his straight suit made him look even more handsome. He held the girl's hand like a gentleman and walked onto the red carpet.

The man and woman were none other than Jiang Shu and Xia Qingning.

The live broadcast room, which was originally a little quiet, suddenly became lively when they saw the two people appear.

"Xia Qingning, my goddess, my goddess!!!"

"Military advisors, please tell me how to pursue Xia Qingning!"

"Don't ask me, I want to know too!"

"God is fair. He gave Xia Qingning beauty and figure, but lost me, just like a fish without a bicycle."

"???"

"Hehe, such a woman can't take my brother, because my brother has been taken by me!!"

"Oh my god! Who is the man holding Xia Qingning's hand? Let him go!!!!"

"Oh my god! It's... that man!"

"Which man?"

"Rain God! Didn't you see the hot search a while ago? ! This guy is a bit weird, he goes down wherever he goes. "

"Haha, I also saw it, but I don't believe it at all. I'm in Yanjing now. The weather forecast says that Yanjing will only be cloudy these two days, and it won't rain. If it rains today, I will go to the septic tank downstairs and show off everything in it!"

"I see a lot of people say that this guy is the rain god, I can only laugh. You don't believe the weather forecast with full scientific basis, but you believe a singer in the entertainment industry. This is obviously a hype method of the entertainment industry. You see, it won't be long before this guy's personality collapses. How can someone make it rain wherever he goes? ! "

Xia Qingning is very popular.

It is considered a hot existence in the current music scene.

Most of the dense barrages in the live broadcast room are related to Xia Qingning.

The rest.

Or they denounce Jiang Shu, this dog guy, how could he hold Xia Qingning's hand.

Or, they were just making fun of Jiang Shu, the "Rain God".

After signing on the big poster board at the end of the red carpet and accompanying Xia Qingning to a few simple interviews with the host, Jiang Shu walked into the scene of the music festival.

Jiang Shu and Xia Qingning found a round table with "Tianxing Media" and sat down.

After a while.

Several other singers from Tianxing Media arrived one after another.

Under the stunned expressions of several singers.

Jiang Shu took out a bag of melon seeds from somewhere.

Several singers chatted and laughed while eating melon seeds.

This attracted the attention of singers from other companies nearby.

It was a little after six in the evening.

As one of the last few to appear, the boss of Tianxing Media, the former queen of the music world, Yang Ruowei, appeared at the scene of the festival in a noble and cold tube top red dress.

As a major shareholder of Tianxing Media and also as a veteran queen in the entertainment industry, Yang Ruowei is of course qualified to participate in this music festival

Ceremony, and one of the most famous people in it.

Yang Ruowei walked straight towards Jiang Shu and others, and then sat directly on the chair between Jiang Shu and Xia Qingning.

Next to him.

Yang Ruowei and Xia Qingning were whispering in each other's ears.

Jiang Shu glanced at them inadvertently.

Just happened to see the large patches of whiteness under Boss Yang's delicate collarbone, and swallowed his saliva subconsciously.

"Hmm? Is there anything?" At this time, Boss Yang noticed Jiang Shu's gaze and frowned slightly and asked.

Jiang Shu shook his head, then nodded, and took out a handful of melon seeds from his pocket, "Boss Yang, do you want to eat melon seeds?"

Yang Ruowei: "..."

…………

Seven o'clock in the evening.

The award ceremony of the annual music storm ceremony officially began.

The ceremony was proceeding in an orderly manner.

Outside the hotel where the ceremony was held, many fans gathered together, holding up light boards, waiting for their favorite singers to come out.

Among them.

There was a small team of only a dozen people.

Half of them were boys, and half were girls.

"Brother Zhang Yang, do you think Jiang Shu has a chance to win this time?" A girl with some baby fat asked a tall boy in a basketball jersey.

"Jiang Shu has three nominations in total, and I think he should be able to get at least one award. The quality of his three songs this year is very high. If he can't get any award, I can only say that there is something fishy!" The tall boy named Zhang Yang speculated, touching his chin.

The dozen of them are all college students studying in Yanjing.

They are also fans of Jiang Shu.

However, compared with other singers' live support groups with hundreds of people.

The dozen of them seem a little weak.

They don't even have a light board in their hands, only a simple banner printed in a printing shop, and it is obvious that they are not regular troops.

But Zhang Yang and others didn't care at all.

They believed that Jiang Shu, whom they liked now, would not remain unknown forever.

One day, he would become the top star in the entertainment industry.

Stun everyone!

"It's started, it's started. Best New Composition Award, Jiang Shu was nominated for this award, and the winner will be announced soon!"

"Ah? It wasn't given to Jiang Shu, but to Zhao Hang, this guy is a rapper!"

"Hahaha, Best New Lyricist Award! Sure enough, the organizing committee was not blind, and gave it to Jiang Shu's "Xiaochou". I said there must be something to gain."

"Alas, there is no miracle. Sure enough, I still can't grab Wei Zihang's Best New Singer Award, so I can only run with him."

After several small awards were awarded.

Jiang Shu didn't get nothing, and got the Best New Lyricist Award, which was pretty good.

Next, the halftime performance began.

"Next, please welcome Jiang Shu, who just won the Best New Lyricist of the Year Award, to bring us his new song "Let the Heavy Rain Fall"!"

Outside the hotel.

The host's voice was clearly transmitted to Zhang Yang's ears through the loudspeaker of the mobile phone.

Suddenly.

Zhang Yang's face suddenly changed.

"Hurry, hurry, find a taxi, let's hurry up, escape from the scene, and go back to school!!!"

"What's wrong, brother Zhang Yang. Why do we have to go back to school?"

"Jiang Shu is going to sing! He is the God of Rain. It's estimated that it will rain heavily today! If you don't want to be trapped on the road, hurry up and take a taxi back!!"

"If you don't leave now, it will be too late!!"

Zhang Yang shouted loudly.