Endme gradually forgot her surprise, because it was a very unusual perspective.
Through the car window, Endme could see the audience still lining up to enter the venue, and someone was arguing with the ticket inspector, causing a small commotion.
She also saw several influencers from her company, who seemed to be late and were hurrying towards the red carpet. She recognized "Sunny" who, in her haste, even lost a high heel...
She saw Mr. Zheng from the company’s planning department as well, who, for some unknown reason, was furiously berating the staff setting up the booth. Sweat drenched his clothes, and his face was full of anxiety...
Seated comfortably in the back of a Rolls-Royce Phantom, she smoothly traversed through the chaos. The well-insulated car windows drowned out all noise, making everything outside seem like a silent farce.
"Hey, hey, are you okay?"
It wasn’t until Zhou Wang waved a hand in front of Endme’s eyes that she snapped back to reality. Unbeknownst to her, the Rolls-Royce had already come to a steady stop, right beside the entrance to the "Wuyou Night 2024" red carpet.
This area was crowded with a large number of media reporters, photographers, and some "lucky fans."
At a glance, aside from the logos of internet media like Xinlang, Tencent, Mouhu, Moudouban, Moumomo, and MouY, one could also see Zhe Province TV, CCTV, and some leading self-media in the field.
In fact, the entire gala was almost equivalent to being broadcasted live across the internet, available for viewing on nearly all mainstream social media platforms.
This prosperous scene was no weaker than the media lineup a major entertainment event could gather. Yet, four years ago, when the first "Wuyou Night" was held, some media sarcastically referred to it as merely an MCN company’s "annual meeting," just a group of influencers self-indulging...
This was the "influencer e-commerce economy" that had already leveraged a huge opportunity. Regardless of the average person’s attitude towards influencers, whether fond or disdainful, it was undeniable that they were now the new darlings pursued by capital.
Even Zhou Wang, who always maintained a somewhat detached state of mind, felt a slight flutter at such a scene.
"Sorry, I, I just zoned out..."
Endme turned red and quickly explained.
"No problem, go on... It’s 7:26 now, you’re not late."
Zhou Wang withdrew his gaze from outside the car, then glanced at his watch and smiled.
Only then did Endme realize the weight of Zhou Wang’s words "there’s still time." She had many questions inside, slightly shocked as well, yet didn’t know what to ask at the moment.
And somehow, at the moment of getting out of the car, Endme suddenly felt a bit reluctant to leave the back seat of the Rolls-Royce Phantom.
It had nothing to do with luxury or comfort; it was a kind of inexplicable peace, an alternative feeling that Endme had never experienced...
Ring, ring, ring!
The urgent ring of her phone interrupted Endme’s thoughts. She glanced at it and instinctively declined the call.
The call was from her boyfriend, Chen He, probably because she had not replied to his messages; the unread count on WeChat had reached dozens...
"Don’t worry, I’ve arrived. A friend gave me a ride."
Endme quickly sent a message back, then tucked her phone into her small Chanel bag, ready to open the car door.
"Zhou Wang, I..."
Ji Xiaoxi’s words were cut short the moment several media reporters and some amateur spectators holding up their phones rushed over to the side of the Rolls-Royce Phantom.
The moment the Rolls-Royce Phantom drove over, it had already caught some attention. After all, in a venue where only certain work vehicles were allowed, a private car driving in was already quite abrupt. More strikingly...
It was actually a graduation model of a Rolls-Royce, a long wheelbase Phantom!
According to the usual sequence for red carpet arrivals, the headlining stars had not yet appeared. The reporters, tired of photographing the various online celebrities parading about, found they couldn’t even name half of them. Then suddenly, a mysterious, aura-filled Phantom showed up, naturally drawing their attention.
The ones rushing over were those with quick reflexes, and others were still on their way, coming into view.
Endme, though she rose to fame early, had never seen such a formation and naturally got a bit flustered.
Zhou Wang hadn’t accounted for such an unexpected factor and, looking at Endme’s pleading gaze, hesitated for a moment.
Originally, Zhou Wang had planned to get off here himself. After all, from this point on, it was walk-only, and he couldn’t drive into the audience seating. However, his previous thought was to wait for Endme to leave before getting out himself.
While Zhou Wang was pondering, the system prompt suddenly sounded.
Ding!
["I came, I saw, I conquered"]
[Detecting a significant life milestone for the host, the system will provide a small bit of assistance for the host’s advancement.]
[During the next 12 hours, the host will receive a temporary title—"Conqueror."]
[Conqueror (Ultimate Title): When wearing this title, every time the host receives a positive emotional response, the Conqueror stack +1. Reaching over a hundred stacks will trigger a reward mechanism. The higher the stack count, the richer the rewards.]
[Note: Positive emotional responses include—Reverence, Admiration, Love, Amazement, Fascination, Awe, Compliment, Respect, and Esteem.]
[The tide of the era rolls forward. In a world with no absolute privacy, fame should be your best armor.]
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