The following evening, the MTV Video Music Awards ceremony was in full swing inside the Nokia Theatre in Los Angeles.
Leon arrived at the scene in a Lincoln sedan provided by the organizers, but he wasn't alone.
Margot Robbie was wearing a tight black dress with a deep V-neck that revealed a tantalizing glimpse of the Mariana Trench, while her fair, beautiful back was mostly exposed to the air.
After several rounds of intense "combat" last night, he couldn't withstand Robbie's cooing tactics and finally agreed to bring her along to this grand event.
According to Leon's original calculation, attending such a gala with his current status would just make him a nobody in the corner. But bringing Robbie along changed everything.
One plus one would easily equal more than two. Sure enough, as soon as the two appeared, they attracted the spotlights around the red carpet.
Cameras that were originally focused on big names like Rihanna and Usher turned towards Leon.
The scandal between Hollywood's newest goddess and the music industry's rising supernova was very valuable for hype.
"Mr. Leon, have you and Miss Robbie officially announced your relationship?!"
"What do you think about Miss Beyoncé publicly stating that you are the strongest of the new generation?"
"What are your thoughts on the rumors between Leonardo DiCaprio and Miss Robbie?"
The reporters' bold provocations instantly ignited Leon's anger. He didn't indulge them at all, immediately firing back with the foulest ghetto profanity:
"Go fk yourself!"
Robbie, nestled in the crook of Leon's arm, had flushed cheeks throughout, and seeing this scene made her burn even hotter.
Last night, Leon had thoroughly conquered this little goddess, body and soul, using trendy positions unheard of by many Australians.
"Fk! Where the hell were you messing around yesterday?!"
As soon as they entered the venue, Phil greeted them with an angry face.
He had tried calling Leon over a dozen times last night, but no one answered.
"Miss Robbie?" Seeing Robbie, Phil understood everything instantly. "So that's how it is... let's go in quickly. Someone saved the best seats for us!"
Before Leon could figure out what that meant, he was led by Phil to the front row.
These seats were generally reserved for A-list superstars or guests who were scheduled to perform.
Given Leon's current status, he should have been sitting further back, just slightly ahead of the media and critics.
"Hi~ pretty boy~"
A sweet voice made Leon's liver tremble. Following the sound, he saw it was actually Beyoncé.
Today, the "Sister-in-law" was exceptionally charming, wearing a long gold sequined dress. The underwire in her bodice pushed her "headlights" together into an astonishing curve, delivering a shocking impact akin to naked-eye 3D.
Leon swallowed hard. "Hello, Miss Beyoncé... Jay-Z didn't come with you?"
Beyoncé sighed softly. "He said he's tired of these boring occasions... He has a show with Eminem at Yankee Stadium in New York tomorrow."
"Sit down, quickly!"
After Leon took his seat, the diva realized something was amiss. She sized Robbie up with the look one gives a vixen. "This is..."
"Hello, Miss Beyoncé. I'm Leon's girlfriend, Margot Robbie."
Facing the powerful aura of Destiny's Child, Robbie didn't show any stage fright. Instead, she extended her right hand first.
Same tight dress, same bursting-out boobs...
The difference lay in their skin tone and their natural endowments.
Beyoncé's figure was simply too "rich." Whether it was the headlights or the tail lights, she crushed Robbie in almost every aspect.
Seeing the faint smell of gunpowder between the two women, Leon quickly changed the subject. "I think you'll definitely be the biggest winner at this year's VMAs."
"Do you really think so?"
"Of course. No one in the world wouldn't choose Beyoncé. Doing otherwise would be a crime!"
Leon's glib tongue made the diva smile knowingly because he quoted Kanye West's evaluation of Beyoncé from the previous VMA ceremony.
During that year's awards, the incident where Kanye grabbed the mic from Taylor Swift was arguably the biggest news in MTV history.
That year, Taylor won Best Female Video.
Just as she was giving her acceptance speech, Kanye stormed the stage, grabbed the microphone, and declared, "Beyoncé had one of the best videos of all time!"
This scene left Taylor stunned on the spot, her awkward expression becoming a classic meme.
After that, Taylor suffered countless ridicule and doubt in the public eye, even teetering on the edge of "social death" for a while.
Just then, Leon suddenly felt a gaze as sharp as a blade from behind.
Turning around, he saw a blonde beauty staring dead at him with big azure eyes, looking exactly like a fox.
What was even more surprising was her height. Even in flats, she didn't lose out to Beyoncé at all. Truly legs for days.
Speak of the devil—Taylor Swift?
Leon instantly realized the person in front of him was the female star rising most rapidly in recent years, aside from Lady Gaga.
Just as he was about to get up and shake hands with this beauty, she bypassed him and hugged Robbie warmly.
"Taylor!"
"Robbie~ I didn't expect to see you here~"
Robbie hugged Leon's arm tightly. "I came with my boyfriend. Let me introduce you~ Leon Smith. He's a newly debuted singer."
Taylor looked Leon up and down, but only gave a friendly greeting, seemingly having no impression of this small-timer.
Then she turned to Beyoncé and said, "Good evening, Ms. Beyoncé. You're as charming as ever..."
"Looks like tonight will be your stage alone again. Congratulations in advance on sweeping all the awards."
Beyoncé squeezed out a smile and didn't respond. The atmosphere was slightly awkward.
After Taylor left, Leon stared at her retreating figure for a long time.
"Fk!"
Suddenly, a sharp pain came from his waist. Little goddess Robbie had her arms crossed, looking displeased. "Taylor, Miranda Kerr, and I are best friends. I don't allow you to stare at her like that."
Beyoncé couldn't help laughing at the scene.
Phil nudged Leon's arm and whispered, "Do you know why Beyoncé seemed a bit distracted when Taylor was talking?"
"Why?"
"Because just now, the committee announced that Lady Gaga has won all three awards she was up for!"
"What?!"
Leon had a look of disbelief on his face.
Just now, before the ceremony officially started, Lady Gaga had already won the heavyweight award for "Best Dance Video" with Bad Romance.
"Best Collaboration" was also bagged by her collaboration with Beyoncé, Telephone.
Phil commented, "My prediction was spot on. This year's VMAs will be a slaughter by that crazy woman, Lady Gaga..."
Leon nodded in agreement.
Previously, on Phil's suggestion, he had watched Lady Gaga's music videos repeatedly. Rumor had it those wildly bold MVs were all her own ideas.