The live fortune telling is so accurate that the whole network is waiting to watch.

Although he had some complaints about his son's bizarre design, Bai Chengfeng would definitely express his support in front of everyone.

He said to his friends, "Since Ajun took over Star Entertainment, the company's market value and popularity have continued to rise. After tonight, it will definitely occupy the headlines of major entertainment pages. Although my son is quite talented in the entertainment industry, he is still a newcomer in other fields. I hope that the elders will support him in the future!"

Everyone said that Mr. Xiaobai was extremely talented and would definitely surpass his teacher in the future.

Coming from the red carpet is the interior of the venue.

An important person like Bai Chengfeng should be placed in the center of the first row.

But when Bai Chengfeng and his group arrived, there were already people sitting in the middle of the first row - Sang Feiwan and Yu Beiming.

To the right of Sang Feiwan were Zhang Xuexue and nine tree demons. Later, a noble lady came over and greeted Sang Feiwan. Sang Feiwan simply asked the tree demons to move aside and gave the noble lady a seat, sitting next to Zhang Xuexue.

There were fewer people around Yu Beiming, and to his left were Xiao Hei and the Lao Qiu couple.

Bai Jun took a quick look and said, "Dad, there are a few seats on the left side of the row, but it's a bit off. How about you sit over there?"

An elderly man nearby said dissatisfiedly, "Isn't this inappropriate? There are so many eyes watching at this kind of occasion, and respect and order are the most important. Mr. Bai should be sitting in the middle of the first row, right? Who are those people over there? They look like entertainers, ask them to make way!"

Others may not know, but how could Bai Chengfeng dare to compete with Sang Feiwan for the position? He was afraid that when the time came, his son would jump out to oppose it immediately.

"The side is also good. Let's sit there first and talk about it later."

Bai Chengfeng walked over first and sat in one of the remaining secluded seats in the row.

He was just about to go over and say hello to Sang Feiwan first, but Sang Feiwan also noticed Bai Chengfeng, glanced at the people around him, and shook his head.

Bai Chengfeng knew that Sang Feiwan didn't want to socialize with those big guys, so he simply didn't bother him.

Among the people accompanying Bai Chengfeng, the one with the highest status was the old man who just spoke.

He was the former president of the Chamber of Commerce and had promoted Bai Chengfeng in the early years. Therefore, even though his business status had declined over the years, Bai Chengfeng still respected him and addressed him respectfully as "Mr. Lin."

Elder Lin said, taking advantage of his seniority: "Cheng Feng, I'm not saying anything bad about you. You can't give up your position of honor and inferiority casually, otherwise it will be a mess! Have you ever seen an emperor sitting in a corner and handing over the throne to his ministers?"

Bai Cheng smiled and said, "Mr. Lin, you can't use that analogy. This is not a feudal society anymore, so how can you call yourself an emperor? I forgot to notify them in advance today, so I was negligent. It's my fault, I hope everyone can forgive me!"

Since he said so, others were reluctant to criticize him too much. Even Mr. Lin remained silent.

Tonight's banquet was wonderful, with entertainment performances and an awards ceremony.

The award ceremony is an internal recognition event, mainly honoring artists who have made outstanding contributions to Star Entertainment in the past two years.

Among them, Zhang Xuexue won the Most Progressive Award.

The person who presented the award to her was Bai Jun, who jumped onto the stage in a zombie costume, causing the audience to burst into laughter.

Bai Chengfeng couldn't help but cover his face. He really felt like he couldn't bear to watch it - this kid, why did he have to dress up as a zombie, like a clown?

Zhang Xuexue took the trophy handed over by Bai Jun and asked in a low voice: "Does this so-called most ambitious mean the one with the most business and the most money?"

Bai Jun chuckled: "It's just to praise you for your progress, nothing else, don't let your thoughts wander."

As the camera swept over, the two of them hurriedly stopped whispering to each other and smiled at the camera at the same time.

Next there are the Best Shining Actress Award, the Best Glorious Actor Award, etc. There are quite a few awards in a series.

Although the value of this award is not as high as that of other film festivals, Oscars, etc., Bai Jun gave real prize money.

The prize amounts all start at one million, and the level of the prize is also related to the subsequent resource allocation of the artists.

Therefore, the artists signed under Star still attach great importance to the selection of this award.

"Next is the final grand prize. The winner of the Starry Sky Goddess and Outstanding Contribution Award is—"

The host on the stage paused, then raised his voice and called out a name: "Sang Feiwan!"

Sang Feiwan glanced at Bai Jun.

Bai Jun ran over happily, stretched out his hand and said, "Grandma, I'll help you get on the stage!"

The atmosphere had become so heated that it was impossible for Sang Feiwan to keep a low profile.

So, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, she put her hand on Bai Jun's arm and walked onto the stage like a queen.

"Bai Jun, didn't I tell you? You don't need to give me an award."

Although she has been active in the entertainment industry in the past two years, she has acted casually, taking few roles, accepting no endorsements, and not cooperating with the company in any other business.

In terms of money-making ability, Sang Feiwan is not only inferior to Zhang Xuexue, but she doesn't even make as much as other first-line artists.

Bai Jun said seriously: "Grandma, you really deserve this award!"

At this moment, a huge cheer suddenly broke out from the surroundings. In the originally dark auditorium, countless light signs with Sang Feiwan's name on them began to flash.

The golden light is like a sky full of stars, turning the entire venue into a dazzling starry sky.

"Starry Sky Goddess, we love you!"

"Sang Feiwan, the goddess of the starry sky!"

"Wanwan, we love you!"

"..."

Waves of shouts echoed throughout the venue and also in Sang Feiwan's ears.

She looked around and saw that the audience seats on the second floor were filled with her fans.

Although there was a distance and the light was dim, when Sang Feiwan glanced over, he could still see each of their faces clearly.

Those are all her fans, many of whom are familiar faces she has connected with before:

Xiaohua encountered a criminal in an unfinished building and was nearly killed;

Jingjing was traveling on a budget and was almost assaulted by the driver;

"Floating Cloud", who had swapped bodies with her husband, is still sitting in the stands as a man;

Fang Xiaomei, who untied her knot and started a new life;

A father who possesses a white cat to protect his daughter;

The actress Park Jin-jeong from country H who was oppressed by capital and had nowhere to go;

There are also Miss Rabbit, Security Guard Lao Zhang, Lao Gui, Ice Orange Tea, Flying Bird, Wen Xiaoying, Xiaozi...

These were the people who had been saved by Sang Feiwan. They later became his loyal fans. At this moment, they were sitting in the stands, waving their light boards frantically and cheering for Sang Feiwan.

In their hearts, Sang Feiwan is not only a host and an idol, but also the light and helping hand that ordinary people like them see when their fate is in despair!

Sang Feiwan is their God!

From a distance, following the dazzling lights, for a moment they could actually see Sang Feiwan's gaze looking at them.

She saw it—every one of them!

If suffering is inevitable in life, at least Sang Feiwan is a god-like existence that can split all darkness and bring vitality!

"Wanwan! We love you!"

Everyone was shouting from the bottom of their hearts, some were shouting at the top of their lungs, some were in tears...