How can you ascend to heaven when you are a star?

Chapter 437 Brothers in Misfortune on the Red Carpet
The van drove into the stadium and stopped at the designated location.

At this moment, the red carpet event had officially begun. The two sides of the red carpet at the entrance were crowded with fans holding support signs. Shouts and screams rose and fell, intertwined with the dense shutter clicks of reporters, creating a boiling ocean of excitement.

"Are you ready?" Zhang Wen turned to look at the five students sitting behind him, hoping that what had happened on the way had not affected them.

The five girls looked at each other and finally nodded in unison. They had been looking forward to this moment for a long time. They had prepared everything in advance, from makeup and styling to facial expressions, all in order to shine at the Golden Melody Awards.

"Remember, you are the best." Zhang Wen raised his fist to cheer on the five students, then looked at the driver next to him and nodded to him.

The driver pressed the button, and the car door facing the red carpet slowly opened.

Zhao Tong, Zhang Jiajia, Cheng Sisi, Chen Silu, and Su Jin got out of the car one after another, and then walked hand in hand onto the red carpet.

The white tulle dresses shimmered gently under the lights, their hems swaying softly with each step, making them look like five blooming lilies.

They smiled and kept nodding to the fans on both sides of the red carpet.

"Look, it's a girl from the future!"

"Look here, look here!"

"I love you all!"

The cheers from the fans instantly rose dozens of decibels, and the colorful support signs held high in their hands were particularly eye-catching in the crowd, bearing the names of the five members of Future Girls.

Reporters' cameras were also focused on the future girl group at this moment, with flashes as dense as stars in the sky, clearly showing their great interest in this recently popular new group.

As the team leader, Zhao Tong took the lead in stopping everyone and striking the poses they had practiced in front of the mirror. He wore a perfectly balanced smile, neither arrogant nor timid.

Zhang Jiajia and Chen Silu stood in the middle, one handsome and the other elegant, showcasing their respective charms in front of the camera. Cheng Sisi and Su Jin stood on either side, their fresh outfits and sweet smiles complementing the styling of the rest of the team, truly embodying the saying "five people, five colors."

Their appearance seemed to inject vitality into the bustling red carpet, attracting many viewers and reporters who were originally focused on other artists.

"These young girls are really great, they're young and energetic."

"The styling is 90 points; it suits their temperament very well."

"They received two nominations this year, they really have unlimited potential and a bright future."

"..."

All around me were discussions about the future girl group.

Although they are a new group, their achievements are undeniable; the word "super" must be added before "new group".

Other groups that debuted this year are rookie groups, while Future Girls are a super rookie group.

Zhao Tong and the others clearly felt the enthusiasm of the fans and the attention of the media. Their initial nervousness completely dissipated, and they became more composed and confident in front of the camera.

They changed into different poses, sometimes making a heart shape with their hands, sometimes striking various different poses, and every movement attracted countless flashes of light.

They didn't leave the media area and head towards the stadium until the next artist entered.

Zhang Wen watched the five students disappear through the gymnasium gate, a relieved smile appearing on his face.

Good job, I didn't let him down.

This can be considered a girl's first steps into adulthood.

Zhang Wen straightened his suit jacket and was about to enter the stadium when he caught sight of two people in the waiting area. They were Cheng Ke and Wu Jianghan, who had falsely accused him of plagiarism at the party last night and left looking disheveled and embarrassed.

The two weren't dressed as extravagantly as they were last night; both wore tailored suits. Cheng Ke wore a black suit with a subtle pattern, while Wu Jianghan wore a navy blue one, and they both looked quite presentable.

The two were huddled together, their heads very close, each covering their mouth with one hand, whispering something to each other.

As they got excited, Wu Jianghan couldn't help but smile, while Cheng Ke gestured animatedly, looking as smug as if he had encountered something wonderful.

Zhang Wen sneered.

These two guys actually have the nerve to attend an awards ceremony?

They have such thick skin.

Last night, his framing scheme was exposed in public at the party, which was incredibly embarrassing. If it were him, he wouldn't have dared to show his face in such a setting. But these two, not only did they come, they seemed quite pleased with themselves.

Zhang Wen walked over and stood not far behind the two. He heard Sister Li say that the two people were full of bad intentions and reminded him to be more careful in the future.

Seeing the two of them covering their mouths as they spoke, his intuition told him that what they were saying was definitely not good news.
"The Future Girls group walked the red carpet, but that guy surnamed Zhang didn't go with them. Looks like he got stuck in traffic on the way." Cheng Ke lowered his voice, his tone full of smugness.

"Old Cheng, you're brilliant. You actually sent a car to intercept him. I bet that guy surnamed Zhang is having a really tough time on the road right now," Wu Jianghai chuckled.

“This is just the beginning. I’ve also arranged for two reporters to film evidence of his diva-like behavior. Even if he comes to the stadium and attends the awards ceremony, he won’t escape being scolded. I want him to know the consequences of offending me,” Cheng Ke said, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

“Yes, he needs to be taught a lesson, otherwise he won’t know how high the sky is or how thick the earth is. This time, we must ruin his reputation.” Wu Jianghan echoed.

"I'm done chatting, it's almost your turn, hurry up and get ready."

"Ah."

After listening to their conversation, Zhang Wen frowned slightly. It turned out that being tricked by the two reporters that morning, and being cut off by the reporters just now, were all the work of this Cheng Ke.

Just as Sister Li said, both of them were full of bad intentions.

It seems I was too lenient last night. Did they really think he was easy to bully?

In this case, don't blame him for being rude.

Cheng Ke seemed to sense something and slowly turned his head to look, only to meet Zhang Wen's cold gaze. The smile on his face instantly froze, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

Wu Jianghan also turned around, and when he saw Zhang Wen, he was completely dumbfounded, his smug look from before vanished.

He quickly looked at Cheng Ke beside him, his eyes filled with doubt, as if asking: Why is this person here? Didn't you say you were stuck in traffic?

Cheng Ke unconsciously swallowed, his eyes full of question marks, as if to say: How the hell should I know?

Seeing their panicked expressions, Zhang Wen smiled and walked over, saying, "You two seem to be having a very pleasant chat."

Cheng Ke coughed lightly, trying to appear calm, and then asked, "What are you doing here?"

"What, shouldn't I be here?" Zhang Wen took a step forward, his gaze as sharp as a knife as he stared at the other party. "But you two, covering your mouths with your hands while speaking, what shady things are you talking about?"

"What we talk about is none of your business. Don't try to chat us up, we're not familiar with each other." Cheng Ke straightened his clothes, looking aloof, and turned his head away.

But in my mind I was thinking: Didn't I send a WeChat message saying I was blocking the way? Why is the person still here, and it doesn't look like they ran here.

My five thousand yuan!
“That’s true. You can’t just strike up a conversation with someone you don’t know well, like this morning.” Zhang Wen said with a faint smile, “Two reporters followed me and even brought two female students to pretend to be my fans. They tried to scam me, saying I was being arrogant. I wonder if any of you have ever encountered something like this?”

Cheng Ke's face lit up with joy. He was familiar with this tactic and had used it to trap his competitors more than once before, always managing to leave them with a bitter taste in their mouths. It never failed him.

and many more!

He suddenly realized something was wrong.

Since those two reporters had already taken action this morning, why hadn't he received any news yet? Moreover, there was no news online about this Zhang acting like a big shot; the other party was not only standing here unharmed, but also seemed calm and composed.

what is happening?
Did those two reporters take the money but not do their job?

That shouldn't be the case. It's not like it's the first time we've worked together. Every time before, it's been a pleasant experience.

Could it be that those two reporters were bribed by this man surnamed Zhang?

Cheng Ke felt increasingly uneasy, and his gaze towards the young man before him became more probing and wary. Zhang Wen, however, seemed oblivious to this and continued, "Later, I called the police. After an investigation, the officers found evidence on their phones proving that these four were a gang and would face severe legal punishment. What are your thoughts on this?"

Cheng Ke was stunned, and his heart was filled with panic.

Call the police?
Got caught?
If those two reporters expose him, wouldn't his singing career be over?
No, no matter the cost, we must shut those two reporters up.

As Wu Jianghan listened, his palms began to sweat. How come what this person was saying was exactly the same as what Cheng Ke had done?

Is it...

In an instant, a bad premonition arose in his heart, and he even unconsciously took two steps to the side, creating some distance between himself and Cheng Ke.

Zhang Wen saw all of this, and his smile deepened. He looked at Cheng Ke and said, "What's wrong with you? You look terrible. Did you also experience something similar? Did my words just now awaken your memories?"

Cheng Ke was startled. Although his face was pale, he still followed up with, "I don't know what you're talking about." Then he turned and left.

All he wanted to do now was to contact the two reporters as soon as possible to confirm whether what the man surnamed Zhang had just said was true.

"Mr. Wu, it's your turn to walk the red carpet." A staff member approached Wu Jianghan and said, pointing to the location of the red carpet.

"Huh? Oh." Wu Jianghan responded after snapping out of his daze, then hurriedly walked towards the red carpet.

Watching the two flee in disarray once again, Zhang Wen directly bestowed a bad luck charm upon each of them, letting these mortals experience what it means to suffer revenge in a lower dimension.

On the red carpet.

As Wu Jianghan walked, he greeted the fans on both sides, but his smile was somewhat stiff, as if he had undergone excessive plastic surgery and his facial muscles were not under his control.

There was nothing they could do; the reporter Cheng Ke sent to set a trap had been arrested and taken to the police station.

Once those two reporters expose Cheng Ke... wait, something's not right.

The mastermind is Cheng Ke, not him. What is he worried about here? What does it have to do with him?

Thinking of this, Wu Jianghan felt much better, and the smile on his face became much more natural.

Just as he was about to walk towards the media area, his left foot tripped over his right foot, and he fell straight forward.

"Oh!"

With a thud, Wu Jianghan fell onto the red carpet, his face slamming hard onto the ground in an extremely disheveled manner.

"..."

At that moment, the noisy red carpet scene instantly fell silent, and everyone looked at Wu Jianghan with surprise in their eyes.

Soon, the surrounding reporters realized what was happening and started snapping photos of Wu Jianghan.

Wu Jianghan supported himself on the ground with both hands and slowly stood up. His crisp suit was full of wrinkles, and his face was covered in blood.

Some of the drool came from his nose, some from his mouth, and those two white front teeth on the red carpet looked particularly glaring.

"spit!"

Wu Jianghan lowered his head and spat out the saliva mixed with blood from his mouth. Only when he saw the red carpet did he realize where he was.

He's practically the first person at the Golden Melody Awards to spit on the red carpet.

"Crack!"

Click, click, click!

Reporters love this kind of scene: taking pictures of Wu Jianghan's toothless mouth, his front teeth on the red carpet, and the spittle he drools over.

Moreover, since the red carpet event was broadcast live online, countless netizens witnessed this scene. After a brief silence, the live stream quickly erupted in laughter in the comments section.

"Ha ha!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Even the fans on both sides of the red carpet couldn't help but laugh when they saw Wu Jianghan without his front teeth.

"Look, a front tooth has fallen out."

“What bad luck!”

"There's no need to get so worked up about something like this, when there's no nomination at all?"

Wu Jianghan seemed to hear the laughter of those around him. He hurriedly covered his mouth, lowered his head, and walked towards the stadium entrance with a face full of shame and anger.

"Wu Jianghan, your teeth!" a reporter shouted.

"Yes, your tooth is still on the red carpet, pick it up quickly!" another reporter shouted.

The two of them sang in unison, which immediately drew another burst of laughter.

Wu Jianghan had no interest in caring about his teeth anymore; he just wanted to disappear into the ground.

Cheng Ke was on the phone, arranging for his assistant to shut the two reporters up, but when he saw Wu Jianghan's expression, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Fool!"

I must have slept too much last night, that's why I'm so weak today.

The red carpet event continued, and soon it was Cheng Ke's turn. He tugged at the hem of his shirt, then straightened his back, raised his head, and strode onto the red carpet.

He waved to his fans and smiled at reporters.

As he walked to the middle of the red carpet, just as he was about to strike a few stylish poses for reporters to take pictures, his foot seemed to trip over something, and his body suddenly lurched forward.

"what!"

A gasp rang out, even louder than when Wu Jianghan had fallen. As if they had eyes, the reporters' cameras all turned to Cheng Ke.

And those two teeth on the ground.

Cheng Ke struggled to get up, but for some reason, his hands and feet wouldn't obey him. He just managed to prop himself up and then slipped back down, falling hard on his knees on the red carpet, making him wince in pain.

"Holy crap, another one fell down!"

"Look at his hair, it looks like a bird's nest."

"Wu Jianghan and Cheng Ke, these two are really brothers in misfortune!"

"I guess Cheng Ke felt that Wu Jianghan had stolen his thunder, and he was resentful, so he did this."

Cheng Ke was both ashamed and angry, his cheeks flushed red. With the help of the staff, he finally stood up, only to find that one of his leather shoes had fallen off at some point, and he was walking with a limp.

He quickly put on the leather shoe, stopped posing, and hurried away from the red carpet.

After Cheng Ke left, the staff went to the ground where he had fallen and looked at it. After confirming that there was no bump, they left with some doubt.

The red carpet continues.

……

(End of this chapter)