Jensen Sterling walked to the autograph wall, the sound of caras clicking incessantly, lights flashing wildly. As a leading actor in the entertainnt industry, Jensen’s popularity was beyond doubt, and every dia outlet wanted to capture valuable photos.
Jensen reached out and took the pen from the staff mber’s hand, turned around and signed his na in an empty spot on the wall. His handwriting was elegant and flowing, with a strong and fluid stroke, done all in one go.
Unlike other artists, he didn’t linger long by the autograph wall; after signing, he answered a few small questions from the hosts and quickly entered the venue.
This award ceremony was the Starlight Awards by Soarstream, which had been held for several years, and its popularity never waned. During this ti, you could see all sorts of stars on the red carpet, competing in splendor, with so putting great effort into their appearance.
The invited stars were all very popular and well-known celebrities within the circle.
At this grand event, awards for the year’s most popular male and female actors, most popular TV actors, as well as up-and-coming male and female actors, among many others, would be revealed.
Likewise, such events were also fans’ favorites. They could see their favorite stars through the cara lens, while for the artists, it varied from person to person.
To cater to the fans’ desire for star-chasing, it was always broadcast live, and this ti was no exception.
Jensen’s seat was in the very front row, extrely conspicuous. When others saw that he had arrived, many artists stood up to greet him, and Jensen responded to each one.
He then walked to his seat and sat down, legs casually crossed, his expression lazy, and his exquisite, deep-set features projected onto the screen through the lens.
As the cara panned, the fans in front of the screen went wild.
[Ahhhh, my husband, my husband, I’m drowning in his looks.]
[How can soone be this handso, is it even reasonable to be this handso.]
[Why can he look so good casually dressed, while I dress up like it’s a social death situation.]
Jensen always had male fans, quite a large number, mostly captivated by his roles.
[To the comnter above, if you want to be that handso, first you need that face. Once you have that face, you’ll find that even if you wear a sack, you look good.]
[...So true.]
[Teacher Jensen has never attended this event before, now that he’s finally here, I’m so excited.]
The live stream comnts were scrolling rapidly, while the cara had shifted away from Jensen Sterling.
The host was on stage delivering the opening remarks, with the stars below occasionally whispering a few words, so even too bored picking up their phones to look.
One award was presented after another, the scene was very lively, and the live chat was even livelier.
When the host started to announce the most popular male actor, the comnts went into a frenzy.
[It has to be Teacher Jensen, he hadn’t participated in this event before, that’s why it was soone else, but now that he’s here, it’s definitely him.]
[With Jensen Sterling sitting there, no one else stands a chance.]
[Hahaha, when Emperor Jensen appears, all others are re mortals!]
The comnts buzzed with excitent, and just as the host had whetted everyone’s appetite, a na was announced.
"The winner of the year’s most popular male actor is—Jasper Sinclair!"
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