2007 Jade Solid Gold Best Ten Music Awards Presentation

The 2007 Jade Solid Gold Best Ten Music Awards Presentation (Chinese: 2007年度十大勁歌金曲頒獎典禮) was held in January 2008. It is part of the Jade Solid Gold Best Ten Music Awards Presentation series held at the Hong Kong Coliseum. Mistakes were also made by the hosts of the show in announcing the award for Hins Cheung, which was mistakenly given to Ivana Wong. They agreed to share the prizes.

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