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The following evening, at the Olympic Center Square in Xinghai City.

The temperature was minus ten degrees Celsius, accompanied by a northwest wind that swept like a knife.

On both sides of the red carpet, thousands of fans, bundled up in down jackets, were still shivering from the cold. Media reporters with their long lenses and microphones kept rubbing their hands together, exhaling puffs of white breath.

In the center of the square, a red carpet stretches for 100 meters, leading to a signature wall illuminated by flashing lights.

In the world of fame and fortune in the Chinese entertainment industry, there is no room for sentimentality, only for decorum.

"Next on the red carpet is Xu Lili, the leading lady of Star Shine Entertainment!"

A black van pulled up. The door opened, and Xu Lili took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, took off her down jacket, and stepped out of the car wearing an extremely revealing deep-V backless dress.

As soon as she landed, a strong northwest wind blew in, and Xu Lili's thin back tensed instantly, raising goosebumps all over her body.

But facing the camera, she still forced a perfect smile, walking forward with elegant steps in her sky-high heels, even though her legs were trembling uncontrollably.

It's not just female celebrities; male celebrities aren't much better off.

A thin suit is practically useless in the freezing cold. They all look incredibly handsome in front of the camera, but behind the scenes, their noses are practically freezing.

Red carpet host Li Chen wore two layers of thermal underwear as a base layer, holding a microphone in his hand. His lips were almost frozen, but he still had to maintain his enthusiasm.

"They're so dedicated! Let's see what the next VIP car is about to arrive..."

A black, extended Maybach with consecutive license plates from Xinghai City slowly drove into the end of the red carpet.

The fans in the audience erupted in cheers, and the reporters' flashes went off in rapid succession.

Everyone knows that the biggest star of the night has arrived.

"Here it comes! Qingqiu Studio's vehicle!"

"Lin Shen! It's Lin Yan and Shen Qingqiu!"

"I heard this is Lin Yan's first time attending an awards ceremony like this. I wonder what big brand he'll wear!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Maybach's driver, wearing white gloves, respectfully opened the rear door.

Li Chen gripped the microphone, ready to unleash the enthusiastic opening remarks he'd rehearsed eighty times: "Next, let's give a warm round of applause to welcome the true king of the Chinese music scene, the all-around music producer Lin Yan, and the national diva Shen..."

Li Chen's voice abruptly stopped.

Because he saw two people getting out of the car.

For a split second, all the camera flashes in the stadium collectively froze. The screams of thousands of fans were abruptly cut off.

Lin Yan got off the bus.

He wasn't wearing Armani or Gucci. Instead, he was simply wrapped in a heavy, ankle-length, green military overcoat that looked like a small mountain!

Even more outrageous, he tucked his hands into his wide sleeves, like an old man from Northeast China, with his hands clasped in front of his chest, and he was wearing a Lei Feng hat with ear flaps on his head!

Immediately afterwards, Shen Qingqiu also got out of the car.

The ice queen, who is known for her aloofness and unapproachability, didn't wear a stunning evening gown tonight.

She was also wrapped in the same oversized military coat. Her stunningly beautiful face, capable of captivating all beings, appeared even more delicate against the thick fox fur collar of the coat.

The two stood side by side on the red carpet, looking exactly like two villagers who had just strolled down from a traditional heated brick bed in Northeast China.

"This...this..." Li Chen stared at the card in his hand, his brain completely blanking out.

The phrases "a perfect match, stunningly beautiful dresses" written in the script are now worthless.

After a three-second silence, the live stream chat exploded with nuclear-level activity.

[Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!!!]

[Am I blind? That's a military overcoat?! The Chinese bloodline has awakened!]

[Has Lin Yan gone mad? This is the Golden Melody Awards! Did he treat the red carpet like a bustling market in Northeast China?!]

[Hahaha! They're laughing so hard they'll get rich! While those female celebrities in front are shivering from the cold, these two are practically wearing their blankets through the cold!]

Look at Shen Qingqiu! Even the Empress is going crazy with him! This is definitely true love!

A northwest wind howled across the red carpet.

Lin Yan didn't feel cold at all; in fact, he felt a little hot. That specially made, four-pound, top-grade Tan wool military coat was ridiculously warm.

"It's a bit dry." Lin Yan turned around, took out a handful of caramel-flavored melon seeds from his large pocket, and casually gave half to Shen Qingqiu.

Shen Qingqiu accepted it without any hesitation, and the two of them strolled onto the red carpet with their hands tucked into their sleeves, eating melon seeds as they went.

"Click, click..."

The crisp sound of cracking sunflower seeds was clearly transmitted throughout the square through the microphone.

The celebrities around them, dressed in backless tops and deep V-neck dresses, were shivering from the cold. They looked at Lin Yan and Shen Qingqiu, who were so warm they were practically sweating, and their eyes gleamed with envy and jealousy.

This is infuriating! We're freezing and trying to build up our public image, and you guys are just strolling around like it's a market!

"Lin Shen! Look this way!" A reporter, his nose running from the cold, shouted excitedly.

Lin Yan turned his head, casually spat the sunflower seed shells into the small trash bag he carried with him, grinned, and struck a "hands-in-hand" pose with a strong Northeastern accent.

"Great! So down-to-earth! It really opens up a whole new perspective!" The reporter frantically pressed the shutter button.

When we got to the signature wall, the hostess's hands were trembling from the cold as she handed me a pen.

Lin Yan took the pen, signed his name with a flourish, and then casually grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds from his pocket and stuffed them into the hands of the hostess.

"Eat something, it's too cold today, replenish your energy." Lin Yan said with concern.

The hostess, holding a handful of warm melon seeds, had tears in her eyes: "Thank... thank you, Lin Shen."

Li Chen finally came to his senses and, forcing a smile, stepped forward for the interview: "Um... Ms. Lin, Ms. Shen, your outfits today... are truly unique. Is there any special meaning behind them?"

Lin Yan spat out a sunflower seed shell, speaking as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Special meaning? Yes. It's ten degrees below zero. What else can you wear? A suit is drafty."

In short, a decisive victory.

The live stream chat exploded again.

[This is the truth! This is the bottom line a real man should have!]

[Lin Yan: As long as I'm dressed warmly enough, the cold wind can't get through me!]

[Other celebrities walk the red carpet to compete for beauty, but Lin Yan walks the red carpet to save her life! It's hilarious!]

Shen Qingqiu watched Lin Yan spout nonsense with a straight face, and a stunning smile appeared on her lips.

She didn't feel ashamed at all; on the contrary, she found the sense of relaxation from tearing away the hypocrisy of the entertainment industry to be extremely captivating.

A few minutes later, hashtags such as #LinYanShenQingqiuWalksOnTheRedCarpetInArmcoat#, #LinYanEatsSunflowerSeedsOnTheRedCarpet#, and #China'sNumberOneColdFearingMaleGod# quickly dominated the top five trending topics on Weibo, raising the attention on the Golden Melody Awards by ten orders of magnitude.

Backstage, the organizer, Fatty Wang, stared intently at the real-time viewership ratings that had soared three hundred times, and slapped his thigh in excitement.

"The God of Wealth! This is the real, living God of Wealth!"