Chapter 719: I Have No Interest in Winning Awards

May 5, 2004 was destined to be an unsettled day for the Taiwan music scene.

It was not only because the Golden Melody Awards ceremony was about to begin, but also because of the news leaking from various channels and well-informed sources—

"This year's Golden Melody Awards will feature a program that exceeds everyone's expectations."

No one knew the specifics. All relevant insiders involved in the rehearsals had been jointly required by several major record companies to keep it secret.

Song Sicheng dared not delay; he walked with determined steps to the side of the central podium and addressed the crowd solemnly: "The code name for this operation is 'fight to sustain the fight'! Before the overall commander assigns tasks, I will first explain the overall commander's operational intent and strategic steps."

In the ancient war of the Primordial Gods, Luo An's side emerged victorious once again, obtaining four Immortal Primordial Divine Artifacts and Immortal Divine Objects worth six hundred trillion God Crystals.

The Lord of Deep Darkness, the Prince of the Ancestral Emperor, the Lord of the Future, and the Lord of Arbitration were stunned; they had not expected Luo An to make such a request. They held their breath, their hearts paused, waiting for the Lord of Radiance to decide.

These hired thugs were desperate men who would do anything for money. Upon hearing the words "double the price," except for two who were sensible and stayed put, the others' eyes turned red; they rushed forward in a swarm, pouncing on Chen Hao and the others.

"Very well, I will speak with your chairman later to see what position suits you. Rest assured, I keep my word," Ye Zhengdao said.

At this, the fans before the whole world erupted; instantly, all voices directed their worship and reverence straight at Zhou Yi.

Merely the force of the energy rushing toward him made Liu Tian's face pale. At this moment, a faint trace of regret rose in Liu Tian's heart: why hadn't he asked when others arrived? Instead, relying on his own Half-God realm against the opponent's Golden realm, he had wanted to kill the opponent by force?

The two deities both belonged to the Fourth World, yet their reactions were completely opposite. This was not because the Lord of Silence was more rational and wise than the First Dragon Beast Ancestor, but because the Lord of Silence could determine truth from falsehood.

A faint blush flashed across Zhu Yuyan's face. She thought to herself, why has this fellow suddenly become so bold? Does he truly not fear me punishing him?

A smile of mockery and caution appeared on his face as Ye Yuxuan said, "Who are you, and why did you ambush me? Do you truly believe that a Half-God is invincible and can act without restraint?"

However, just as the two were on the verge of clashing, a melodious bell sound rang out. The sound waves contained a mysterious power that calmed the mind.

Lin Jian, guilty as a thief, was provoked by Qin Shou's casual words, awakening memories of his sins. Hu Sanshun, though not very intelligent and with skewed values, could hardly be considered a chivalrous act to kill the innocent; he immediately severed the divine ability sharing with Lin Jian, turning it into a one-sided silent parasitism.

After a hurried march of about an hour, the sun had already begun to tilt westward, leaning crookedly against a distant mountain peak. They finally arrived before the mountain of Yixiong Village.

Lord Luo's purpose was clear: the three of them working together only needed to tie down Ning Xiaoyao; someone would naturally deal with Yang Shanze's side.

Long Yang planned the route and the covering trees and terrain, slowly hiding his figure behind a tree, his eyes never leaving the grass as he quietly retreated.

Tang Xinyu shook her head, feeling her whole body weak and limp, as if treading on cotton. Recalling what the spell formula said about needing a long time to adapt, she now felt basically no major issues besides slight discomfort. She was completely reassured, with absolutely no aftereffects.

If Bai Xing's name had already caused the company's top executive to feel extremely surprised, then the two characters "Cai Jun" made him break out in cold sweat, at a loss for what to do.

Hua Wan'er's tender face flushed red. She stammered, "Everyone, please sit. I will go make tea!" Saying this, she turned quickly and hurried back to the kitchen.

The complaints and suggestions received daily by the Immortal Demon Legend development team could snow down from the sky above Earth. Everyone received the same reply: the system is running normally with no problems; everything is according to the players' own settings.

The Golden Dragon Warrior was unstoppable. In less than half a quarter-hour since his appearance, several envoys from beyond the heavens had died. His powerful image made the demon race go mad with excitement.

She looks quite good, and has been in the industry for many years, yet she has never really caught fire. No wonder she had to take a desperate risk.

Just as Duobao and his people arrived within a hundred kilometers of Jiang Ziya's main camp, a voice blocked their path.

Leather shoes stepped slowly through the mud toward Shen Yang, splattered with rainwater and dirt. The man paid no attention, each step taken steadily and heavily.

Seeing that the shop's business seemed stable, Lin Yan decided this time to buy a large amount all at once and had just planned to invite the Huang family to go together.

Such a situation had never occurred before; for those top-tier alchemists, it was an incredible matter.

Jiang Mo clasped his hands and slowly retreated until he had exited the corridor pavilion. Only then did he glare at Wang Yiming. A man in his twenties still acting so playfully; Jiang Mo was too lazy to hold it against him.

She and Shen Erping both came from the countryside. In this town, they were strangers in a strange land, and renting a house was a major matter. They were indeed afraid of being cheated.

Niu Daode did not know what tremendous sensation his stunning finger strike, which he cast using a million years of spiritual power to drive the Law of Calamity, had caused.

Knowing that Qiyang could particularly handle spicy food, the Fire Phoenix cooked hot and sour noodles for herself and Qiyang. Her master's breakfast was light steamed dumplings with three fresh ingredients and sweet bean curd pudding.

Activating the Secret of the Soldier Character to control all things under heaven, attempting to seize the Five Flames Seven Birds Fan held by Qingxu Daode Tianzun.

If Chen Ying left, so be it. Perhaps this was also the best ending. It was good for everyone; I told myself this in my heart.

Mu Qingqing had spent all day with Yan Yu and naturally knew that Yan Yu had exceptional hearing. Receiving the hint, she said no more until the two entered the room.

"I will naturally tell Mother. Now, you should sit down and share a few cups with me; that is the proper matter." Young Master Li still advanced toward her.

The call was from Ye Wei. He said the Old Master was going to inspect the Hainan Fleet. As for what level of inspection mission it was, that was unknown. The time was also uncertain; the matter of treatment could only wait until the Old Master returned.

After the meal, everyone left. After offering a few words of encouragement, Wang Mu also returned to the Wang Family Restaurant. She still had to run her business. Looking at the business, it was not very good, even on the first day of opening with a fifty-percent discount. Although she wore a smile, there was still some melancholy in her eyes.

"We are sisters after all; I came to see you." Yan Yu looked left and right. Aside from the wooden chair Mu Qingqing was sitting on, which happened to be intact, there was not a single chair with all its legs whole in the entire room.

Yan Yu switched to grinding with her left hand and gritted her teeth even harder. She could not help but feel some regret: if only she had listened to her mother back then, not been so playful, and properly learned her mother's skills of writing and painting with both hands.

Cicadas perched on the treetops, noisy and restless. The intense midday sun filtered through the tree gaps, casting uneven, mottled shadows on the ground. White Magnolia flowers bloomed on the trees, fragrant and bright, white as feathers.