Entertainment: This top celebrity is really letting loose!

On March 5th, the highly anticipated annual Golden Wheat Awards ceremony was held at the Beijing Grand Theater, attracting numerous singers, composers, producers, and media representatives.

Zhou Yang, who was invited to be an award presenter, also wore a handsome suit, which was rare for him. He joined Sun Weiwei and Lin Youyou, who had just arrived in the capital, and came to the scene.

As soon as they sat down, Lin Youyou, whom they hadn't seen in a long time, disregarded everyone else and took Zhou Yang's arm, excitedly saying, "Brother Yang, I'm participating in the Guangdong Spring Festival Gala!"

"Learn to Meow" practically swept through the entire pop music scene in the second half of the year, and the Candy girl group was invited to participate in the Guangdong TV Spring Festival Gala as a result.

However, Zhou Yang looked a little embarrassed. Last month, the crew did not take a holiday during the Spring Festival in order to catch up with the schedule. Hu Dabiao only organized the entire crew to have a simple dumpling-making session.

He didn't even watch CCTV's Spring Festival Gala, let alone local stations like Guangdong.

Fortunately, Lin Youyou was understanding and knew that he was busy filming. She not only didn't mind, but even put her head on his arm.

Sun Weiwei on the left retorted without backing down, "I also participated in the Jiangsu TV Spring Festival Gala."

Like the Candy girl group, Sun Weiwei also became a sensation last year with her song "All the Way to Bloom". Although her offline popularity and status are not quite there, she is definitely a super internet celebrity singer on the Internet, especially in the short video field.

She raised her chin, her eyes filled with a smug look, as if she were deliberately showing off to Zhou Yang.

However, the latter did not tolerate her and immediately said bluntly, "Whether it's Jiangsu Province or Guangdong Province, they are just local TV stations. What's there to brag about? Let's talk about it when they get on CCTV's Spring Festival Gala."

Although Jiangsu and Guangdong are major provinces in terms of television stations, they still lag far behind super satellite TV stations like those in Hunan and Qiantang provinces in terms of television station operations.

"Hmph! You think CCTV's Spring Festival Gala is some roadside stage where you can just go on stage whenever you want?"

Sun Weiwei felt that he was denying her biggest stage in the past six months, and immediately retaliated.

"How difficult is it? It's just a small CCTV Spring Festival Gala. When I have time, I'll take you two up there for a stroll."

Zhou Yang patted his chest and boasted.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a series of coughs came from the seats in front of him, but Zhou Yang didn't pay any attention to it.

The CCTV Spring Festival Gala in this world is almost no different from the one in the previous life. With the script being repeated year after year, the audience across China has long been tired of this variety show New Year's Eve feast, indicating that the CCTV Spring Festival Gala in recent years has received mixed reviews.

Even so, such a large stage is not something that ordinary artists can step onto; even its predecessor never had such an opportunity.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Sun Weiwei's eyes showed even more contempt as she said, "You don't even bother to think before you start bragging."

"Who's bragging to you? I'm serious."

As he spoke, he stretched out his arms to embrace the two women. Lin Youyou obediently leaned her head closer, while Sun Weiwei's beautiful eyes instinctively darted away. However, after glaring at him, she let him put his arm around her shoulder.

Zhou Yang patted her shoulder with his left hand and asked, "Did you receive any nominations this time, like Best Newcomer or something?"

Lin Youyou has been in the industry for three years and is the leader of the Candy girl group, so she can't be considered a newcomer. She's not qualified for other major awards either. But Sun Weiwei is different; she's a pure newbie singer who debuted last year.

There's nothing there!

Sun Weiwei looked somewhat dejected. The Golden Wheat Awards, as the most prestigious award in the Chinese pop music scene, naturally couldn't win over those discerning old folks, even though the hot song charts were an important standard for various awards. Works like "All the Way to Bloom" with its ubiquitous catchphrases and internet-famous melodies simply couldn't win over those picky old guys.

"don’t worry."

Zhou Yang patted her shoulder again to comfort her, "When we have the chance in the future, I'll take you to overturn the entire Golden Wheat Awards, slap all those old guys in the face, and give you a good venting of your anger."

"Cough cough cough~"

Before Sun Weiwei could even finish speaking, the coughing in the seat in front of her grew louder again. A middle-aged man with slightly graying temples and a square face turned around and was curiously looking at Zhou Yang.

"Sir, is your voice a little sore? And what are you looking at?"

Zhou Yang looked puzzled.

"uncle?"

Hearing this title, the middle-aged man's eyes showed a strange look. "Good lad, you really dare to brag. One minute you're saying you can get on CCTV's Spring Festival Gala whenever you want, and the next you're saying you'll overturn this Golden Wheat Award. I can't stand listening to you anymore, sitting in front of me..."

Zhou Yang showed no shame whatsoever; instead, he proactively asked, "Sir, are you a composer in the industry?"

Judging from his age and demeanor, he seems like one of those aloof, top-tier composers.

The middle-aged man shook his head.

"So you're a singer?"

The middle-aged man shook his head again.

"So you're not some kind of record company's planner or manager, are you?"

At this age, someone attending the Golden Wheat Awards is either a composer or a senior executive of a major company in the industry. The probability of him being a singer is not high, since Zhou Yang has no impression of his appearance.

As the middle-aged man turned his head away, his speculations and curiosity came to an end.

Just then, a handsome young man and a beautiful young woman, dressed in evening gowns, walked onto the stage, and the awards ceremony began.

"Now, let's give a warm round of applause to welcome Hua Rongcheng, Vice Chairman of the Chinese Musicians Association and Chairman of the Chinese Rock Association... to deliver the opening remarks for this Golden Wheat Awards ceremony..."

The beautiful host's string of titles surprised Zhou Yang, who was sitting below. He never expected that the "old man" she had just mentioned was actually a high-level boss.

No sooner had the speaker finished speaking than the old man in the front row, who had been arguing with him for a long time, suddenly stood up and walked slowly onto the stage amidst thunderous applause from the audience.

Zhou Yang's expression froze, and he couldn't help but think to himself: Is this too much of a coincidence?

"Distinguished guests, outstanding singers, composers, and producers, it is an honor..."

The middle-aged man on stage exuded an extraordinary aura, seemingly quite adept at handling such situations.

After the speeches, the awards ceremony officially began. The whole process was very similar to the Taiwan Golden Melody Awards that Zhou Yang had seen online in her previous life. There were dozens of awards, including publishing awards and individual awards, with five groups shortlisted for each category, and one winner was selected in the end.

The most attractive and prestigious awards are those such as: Best Singer of the Year, Best Male/Female Singer, Composer, Producer, Lyricist, and Best Newcomer.

Zhou Yang, as an invited guest, specially presented the award to the winner of the Best Newcomer Award, which was ultimately awarded to a young girl with a youthful face from Yijia Entertainment, a dominant force in the Chinese entertainment industry.

It is worth mentioning that Wei Ran, the gold medal composer, was finally shortlisted as one of the five best composers of the year with his song "Mountain Peak", which can be considered to have slightly redeemed his reputation after being twice defeated by Zhou Yang last year.

As the trophies were being won one by one on the stage, the two little girls beside him made no attempt to hide the envy in their eyes. Seeing this, Zhou Yang couldn't help but comfort them, saying, "Don't worry, you'll have all of these in the future."

The two women took it as just casual words of comfort and didn't take it to heart.

Just then, the "old man" in front of him turned around again, looked at him with a smile, and said, "Thinking that you can win the Golden Wheat Award with a work like 'Learning to Meow' is probably just wishful thinking."

"Who says all I can write is 'Learning to Meow'?"

Zhou Yang immediately refuted this, saying that the system store contained almost all the classic music from his previous life and modern times, but he was just reluctant to acquire and exchange it for the time being due to the price.

"Oh, by the way, besides writing 'Learning to Meow,' you can also write 'Last-Minute Cramming'..."

The middle-aged man seemed to be deliberately trying to embarrass him, and mocked him again.

"I'm too lazy to argue with you, old man. When I'm in a better mood someday, I'll definitely tie up all these top composers and beat them up."

Zhou Yang pointed to the theater's full seats.

"Such arrogance! Otherwise, when I'm in a better mood, I'll have an opportunity, but I'm afraid you won't dare to come then."

"What opportunity?"

"The biennial rock music festival in the capital is coming in three months. If you really have the guts, bring it on."

"Sure, I'll go. It's just a rock music festival!"

"Is it a deal?"

"It's a deal!"

Finally, the old man and the young man even gave each other a high five as a pledge.

"Chairman Hua, Zhou Yang is just a popular celebrity. How could you invite him to a rock music festival?"

As Zhou Yang walked out of the venue with two women in his arms, the young man next to him finally couldn't help but speak up.

The rock music festival is a biennial event in the Chinese rock scene, where rock bands from all over China gather together to compete in three rounds to finally select the King of Rock.

Hua Rongcheng raised an eyebrow, displeased, and said, "What? Do I need to report to you who I invite to the music festival?"

Upon hearing this, the young man immediately broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly explained, "No, no! I... I just think Zhou Yang has absolutely nothing to do with rock and roll..."

"This young man is quite talented, but he's not using his talents in the right way. Maybe he can bring some surprises."

"Talent? Zhou Yang calls that talent?"

Hua Rongcheng glared at him again and said, "Do you really think it's easy to write those catchy, viral songs? And two of them at that. Why don't you give it a try?"

"this……"

The young man's face instantly turned liver-colored. In any circle or industry, it's not easy to stand out. Even though those catchy internet songs have simple melodies, it's really not easy to write one that becomes a hit every time.

"You're still too impetuous."

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Meanwhile, Zhou Yang and his two companions had already arrived outside the theater.

Looking at the two women in his arms, Zhou Yang suddenly said, "It's been so long, how about we meet up tonight?"

Lin Youyou instantly understood what he meant, blushed and nodded, but Sun Weiwei pushed him away and cursed, "Go to hell, you scumbag, don't even think about taking advantage of me."

She had heard about the affair between Zhou Yang and Lin Youyou before she even debuted. The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, so they naturally needed to have a good chat that night. But this scumbag actually wanted to drag her into a threesome. What did he take her, Sun Weiwei, for?

Zhou Yang looked surprised upon hearing this and said, "I meant that we haven't seen each other in a long time, so let's find a place to have dinner tonight and get together. What are you thinking?"

"Eating...a meal?"

Sun Weiwei suddenly looked embarrassed.

"Otherwise what? What did you think we were doing?"