The director Libaoya looked at Lu Tingwan with malicious intentions, and the more he looked, the more he became unwilling to let her run away that night.

Lin Xing'er at the next table looked at Lu Tingwan with a good look. She thought Lu Tingwan was out of control. After all, she was just a little girl who had just left the society and had no experience.

Unexpectedly, after Lu Tingwan was slightly lost for a moment, he raised his glass and responded to the director of Libaoya with a calm smile.

Then she stood up with a wine glass and walked towards her.

Lin Xing'er felt a little uneasy.

"Sister Xing'er, congratulations." Lu Ting came to congratulate him in the evening.

There were reporters and media everywhere in the scene. Under the camera, Lin Xing'er smiled and picked up the wine glass, and was about to stand up to respond to Lu Tingwan, but one shoulder was suddenly pressed down by Lu Tingwan.

Lu Tingwan held the red wine, bent down and smiled and approached Lin Xing'er's ear. His red lips opened slightly, and he said softly: "Sister Xing'er, it's better to sit down and enjoy the taste of being admired at the end."

"What do you mean?" Lin Xing'er asked in a low voice.

"That prize, you can't bring out this venue tonight."

After Lu Tingwan finished speaking, he took his hand away from her shoulders, then stood up straight, looked at her from a high point, and turned around and left with a smile.

"Sister Xing'er, what did you say?" The others on the table immediately asked curiously.

Lin Xing'er's expression was slightly dazed, then she came to her senses and turned to look at Lu Tingwan's back.

After two or three minutes of confusion and anxiety, Lin Xing'er quickly recovered and couldn't help but feel a little funny that she was actually frightened by her.

Could it be that something happened to her after running out that night and was schizophrenia? It was ridiculous to say something in front of her Lin Xing'er.

The award ceremony began soon, and artists came to the stage to receive the awards, and the atmosphere became even more lively.

Almost an hour passed, and it was finally the finale of tonight's Golden Eagle Goddess - Lin Xing'er.

Under the gaze of everyone, Lin Xing'er, wearing a crown and a golden fishtail dress, slowly appeared on the stage with the help of the lifting platform.

The fireworks flashed on the large screen behind her, making Lin Xing'er even more brilliant, making people feel out of reach.

All the female artists in the audience are envious.

Lin Xing'er, who had won the award in one hand, smiled and took the microphone from the host and began her acceptance speech.

"Xing'er really deserves this award. Thank you for your support and love for me. Thank you for your fans and netizens who have worked hard to vote for me over the past period of time. Thank you so much for your hard work, and the organizer and every staff on the scene..."

Lu Tingwan looked at the stage with a small face.

Lin Xing'er, who is beautiful, generous, decent and elegant in the eyes of others, is sought after by countless fans as a goddess or even a belief.

At this moment, Lu Tingwan's eyes were a ghost who drank human blood and ate human flesh.

There were two applauses in the audience, and Lin Xing'er on the stage was still talking big.

Just when everyone was not paying attention, a woman wearing a mask and disheveled hair appeared at the scene.

Holding the camera in one hand, he was limping towards the stage with an inflexible leg.

"I really thank everyone. This award is not only a prize, but also represents the affirmation and..."

"Bang."

Before Lin Xing'er could finish her words, a black thing suddenly hit her feet, scaring her so much that she screamed and retreated in a mess.

When I looked closely, I found that it was a camera that hit.
Chapter completed!