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The netizens were already in an uproar because of his previous comnt, but Jensen Sterling’s latest remark made them burst into laughter.

[Hahaha, that’s what you get for asking, totally backfired.]

[I’m dying of laughter, just made it up on the spot, I wonder how the host is coping with this. ]

[Jensen Sterling: I answered, I made it up, do you think you can just ask and I’ll tell you everything?]

[Host: This is too hard for ; I admit my mistake, can’t you just give a break? I’m scared.]

[Hahaha, everyone above is a genius, you guys are too funny.]

Even after Jensen Sterling had stepped off the stage, the bullet comnts continued flashing on the screen; a small incident was hilariously turned into a by the netizens.

If the host found out, she’d probably cry to herself: "These netizens are really hard to handle!"

Jensen Sterling walked off stage, placed the trophy on the table next to his seat, and sat down watching the stage.

The host on stage continued with the script since his drama was the top semi-annual drama, which ant that after his departure, the award segnt for tonight had concluded.

There were still a few more acts as part of the finale of tonight’s event.

Jensen Sterling sat in his seat and, after a couple of glances, picked up his phone and opened the WeChat interface.

Then, he tapped the screen a few tis and sent a ssage to Mia Sutton.

"Where are you?"

When he had just co offstage, he had looked towards Mia Sutton’s seat, but it was empty, without a trace of anyone.

After sending the ssage, he kept his eyes on the screen, but several seconds passed with no response and no incoming ssages.

Jensen Sterling paused, then turned off the phone, set it aside, and resud watching the performance.

After a while, either a few minutes or perhaps ten had passed, he picked up the phone again, but there was still no ssage.

Jensen Sterling’s gaze lingered on the screen for a long ti before he realized his fingertips had subconsciously tightened around the device.

The stage performances continued, and even when it ended, and the host returned, he had already looked at his phone multiple tis.

And then... the cara coincidentally panned back to him, and Jensen Sterling was once again caught with his phone on screen.

But this ti, the appearance was very brief as the caraman swiftly shifted the lens away as soon as his face appeared, a response so quick you couldn’t even see a stutter in the footage.

Despite the caraman’s quick reflexes, the fans still caught it, making one wonder if they were watching the live stream with a magnifying glass given their keen observation.

[Hahaha, even with the cara moving so fast, I still saw my hubby picking up his phone, I’m cracking up.]

[I felt the caraman’s desperate survival instincts, shifted within a second, truly impressive.]

[To be fair, Emperor Sterling probably just checked the ti; I saw the screen, it was just the ti screen.]

[Wow, you even caught that, amazing.]

[Hahaha, I’m dying of laughter, just checking the ti, Emperor Sterling is thinking of sneaking out, stop checking the ti, it’s almost over, enjoy the show, will you?]

Jensen Sterling wasn’t aware of the netizens’ comnts, but he knew that, up until now, his phone remained silent with no ssages coming through.

The attractive man’s brows slightly furrowed, his fingertips tense around the phone for a few seconds before relaxing, then he pocketed the phone.

...

anwhile, in the dressing room on the other side, Mia Sutton was having a lively conversation with a few younger guys.

As ntioned before, the dressing room was large, hosting several groups getting their makeup done.

Speaking of which, those boys were also in a group, their performance was right after Mia Sutton’s team.

After watching Amanda Sumrs’ "Swordswoman," the group genuinely enjoyed it, continuing to discuss it even on their way back to the dressing room.

One of the boys remarked, "That performance was truly perfect, especially the last part, I really loved it." He was particularly fond of Mia Sutton’s part.

They chatted all the way to the dressing room’s door, and as they pushed it open, the boy leading the way stopped in his tracks.

Soone behind him patted him, saying, "What are you doing, why aren’t you going in, move it."

Then, as they leaned over to look, they saw several people inside, none other than the ones they had just been discussing.

Amanda Sumrs’ team gave them a glance, greeted them warmly, and everyone went about their business.

The boys entered. Even though they had just watched the performance from the audience and discussed it, really liking them, they dared not approach and speak since they hadn’t formally t before.

Except Henry Hughes, who was different. His teammates were talking among themselves when suddenly soone looked up and asked, "Where’s Henry Hughes?"

At this question, they all turned to find that he was already seated next to Mia Sutton.

...

Henry Hughes had been excited from the mont he saw Amanda Sumrs’ team, and especially when he saw Mia Sutton, he was even more thrilled, so he ran over by himself to sit next to her.

Mia Sutton was sitting slightly apart from her team, so his sitting beside her didn’t seem awkward.

Sitting there, Henry Hughes stole many glances at Mia Sutton, his eyes sparkling with excitent, much like a little fanboy of hers.

Many tis he wanted to start a conversation with Mia Sutton but didn’t know what to say.

Finally gathering his courage, when he looked up, he saw the girl beside him smiling warmly at him.

Henry Hughes was montarily dumbfounded, and by the ti he realized it, his face turned red; she had probably noticed him glancing at her.

Indeed, Mia Sutton had noticed. The boy beside her would occasionally sneak a peek at her, with an excited look, much like a little fan.

Mia Sutton smiled at him and said, "Hello, Henry Hughes."

Henry Hughes was even more stunned, taking several seconds to respond, asking, "You know ?" His voice carried a hint of surprise.

Mia Sutton nodded, "I do, I know most of your group mbers."

In fact, Mia Sutton used to follow their group for a while; unlike Amanda Sumrs’ team, they were a nurturing type of group that debuted four years ago and were very popular. Because they were nurtured, their mbers were generally quite young.

Yep, they were the current trendy "puppy boys." Who doesn’t like puppy boys, right?

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