The noisy crowd, colorful light, a ghostly world, the crowd around them shouting at the top of their voices, the crowd was excited, and Song Ziheng stood in the middle in a daze, out of place.

He just slept for a while, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself in such a strange and crazy world. The screaming sounds of men and women beside him could almost break his eardrums. Song Ziheng was shocked, but he felt that the picture in front of him seemed familiar.

Where did you see it? Song Ziheng opened his eyes again because the lights shaking made him dizzy. He barely adapted to the shaking. Only then did his eyes see the crowd around him clearly. Men and women bare their breasts and breasts were exposed. They were still wearing unhealthy clothes, and they stared eagerly in front of them.

In front? Song Ziheng put away his criticism and looked over quickly. The light came from where he was. There was a huge platform. I don’t know what it was made of. It was not a wooden board anyway. In addition to the light flowing, there were pictures on it, including flowers and grass. People looked like they were alive inside, but he knew it was not.

Song Ziheng's eyes began to shimmer when he stared at the big screen. He knew that there were many unknown things in the world, even beyond his imagination.

Song Ziheng, who was immersed in the big screen, missed the whispers of the people beside him.

"Hey, who is this person? Why do you dress like this..."

"I don't know either, why didn't I find him before?"

"Looking at his dress, it looks very much like Wanwan's husband, it's probably cosplay..."

"Wow, he is so handsome. I didn't expect that there is such a high-quality handsome guy in our Wanmizhong."

The whispers of several girls did not spread and were soon interrupted by screams. Amid the cheers, the beautiful female host held the hand of the handsome male host and slowly stepped onto the center of the stage. The female host held the script and smiled: "Okay, next is the highlight. I believe everyone has been waiting for a long time. Who will win the championship of the Best Actress Award in this year's Hundred Flowers Awards? Let's see the nomination first-"

The host moved away from the position, and the large screen that was fascinated by Song Ziheng suddenly changed the picture. Song Ziheng stared at him without blinking. For some reason, the men and women around him were so excited. The screams could almost overturn the roof. Song Ziheng seemed to hear someone calling Su Wan's name, and his eyes trembled.

The pictures on the big screen are unpredictable, and several photos of the best actress candidates appear on the screen one after another, and finally frozen on Su Wan's face. The woman on the screen has beautiful curly hair spreading, her modern and modern outfit, and her smile is like a flower, but Song Ziheng can recognize her at a glance, his wife.

Fans from the audience spontaneously organized themselves and shouted Su Wan's name neatly. A few seconds later, the big screen fell into darkness. The host slowly stood in the center. The male host said: "That's right, this year's Hundred Flowers Film Queen is our national goddess - Su Wan!"

The female host smiled and said, "Now open your hands and let us warmly welcome the goddess to the stage."

The big screen shows everything. A woman wearing a smoke-colored long skirt and long hair slowly walked from the other end of the red carpet. The long skirt was as close as ankle. When she walked, the hem of the skirt was like waves and curling smoke, which made people unable to see. Su Wan had a charming smile on her face and greeted her as she walked along the way. Listening to the excited voices of fans around her, she was actually a little missed.

After more than ten years of blinking, although she didn't know why she suddenly came back, she felt the familiar spotlight and listened to the excited screams in her memory, and the restlessness in her heart was relieved.

In this way, she walked onto the stage with a graceful look, and the female host said exaggeratedly: "Goddess, have you been practicing in seclusion after a few days? This magical skill of rejuvenation..."

Su Wan laughed, "It seems like I'm an old witch."

"No, no, are you a goddess?" The female host nodded repeatedly, looked at Su Wan's face and enviously, "Looking at the skin and pores up close is amazing. It's not a goddess. After leaving the stage, you must teach me how to take care of me in daily life."

"Hey hey--" the male host said helplessly, "Don't be ignorant of your career, do you still want to give awards?"

So the beautiful etiquette lady gave the trophy and bouquet. One of the two hosts presented the awards and the other gave the flowers. The male host asked Su Wan who was holding the trophy: "Wanwan has been the queen of the Hundred Flowers for two consecutive years. I wonder what she thinks today?"
Chapter completed!