Compared to last year's music awards, the weather this time was quite pleasant. It was still a little cold but a jacket was enough to solve it. The countless fans waiting for their favourite stars flooded around the barricaded red carpet leading to the entrance of the music awards venue.
Just like last year, there was a very noticeable group among the fans. They were very organized and wore their trademark suits. If not for the posters and lightsticks they were holding, others might think that they weren't fans but triad members instead.
No matter if they were young or old or somewhere in between, they wore their suits with pride. Others found them cool while some thought they were tacky. The Black Stars didn't care. As long as they stood united to support their boss, then that was all it mattered to them.
