A Glitch in the Entertainment Industry

Although his popularity has declined due to the announcement of his relationship, he has been the husband of a young girl for a while, and most foreign media know him.

Unlike Xie Jie, who was ignored, Cheng Hanwen was asked by foreign media to walk slower so that they could take pictures for a while.

Of course, neither of these two is the most important.

Many foreigners now think of a person's name when talking about China, An Wen.

She was once called the dominator of the red carpet by R media. She will always look gorgeous when she is on the carpet. Every red carpet look will arouse heated discussions among netizens.

[Why doesn’t An Wen come out yet?]

[Nvgoose is finally going to open for business, shedding the tears of an old father]

[Just wait for Yan Ba ​​to kill everyone in an instant]

…

An Wen's car finally arrived. The bodyguards in black got out of the car first and opened the door for An Wen.

First, a slender white jade leg wearing black high-heeled shoes landed on the ground. An Wen came out of the car. She was wearing a black sequined fishtail dress that wrapped her beautiful figure. A large area of ​​skin was exposed behind her, until her waist. Her white and tender waist and beautiful back were exposed. Come.

If this outfit were worn by others, it would look sexy, but on her body, it exudes a cold fairy aura, so beautiful that people can only look at it from a distance.

Her appearance was not only in the media, but even the artists on the red carpet couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Netizens watching the live broadcast were not so calm.

The barrage was all followed by [Ahhhhhhh] [Daddy loves you ahhhhhhhh] [This waist is killing me ahhhhh] [Wife! ! ! 】The screen refreshed.

On the red carpet, the media spent more time photographing her than anyone else.

An Wen, can you take a look at this place?

Look here, An Wen!

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An Wen also knew that she was beautiful and looked at the media camera with a smile, although she was shaking with cold.

Turning around, the exposed white and slender waist was also wildly photographed by the media. An Wen held up her skirt and started to go up the stairs.

If you look closely, you can see some wrinkles on her legs, which are the flesh-colored stockings and long johns that were squeezed out due to the movement of going upstairs.

On the stairs, An Wen put down her skirt, turned around and continued to let the media take pictures.

This action is beautiful and the flash lights keep lighting up.

Then, An Wen lifted up her skirt and walked up the stairs.

Every move she made was so beautiful that some fans screamed while watching the live broadcast.

After walking on the red carpet, An Wen was shivering in her down jacket and posting on Weibo while her hands were shaking.

Fans are so fast that they have already cut off An Wen's video.

An Wen watched the video and screamed for her appearance just like her fans.

It's so beautiful, so touching...

There was no one around, and An Wen shook her head wildly in excitement.

“Let’s go to the next outfit!”

Seeing that she was obsessed with styling, Song Jia couldn't help but remind her: The focus this time is on Double. If Double wins the Golden Bear Award, and you win a Best Actress, you will be a god in Hollywood.

Sister Song, you are more nervous than me every time this happens.

An Wen is used to giving herself a way out and not letting herself have high expectations. On the contrary, Song Jia wants it so much that she is physically and mentally exhausted after every award.

This opportunity is rare. If you miss this opportunity, you don't know when you will get another chance.

Blessed by Venice Berlin, Golden Lion + Golden Bear, there is no rule in Berlin that a film can only win one award.

As long as An Wen wins the Berlin Best Actress Award, she will have won three gold medals. Although she is not as good as Ruo Bing, she is not far behind.

Do your best and let fate dictate. The work has been released and we can only wait now. Sister Song, don't put too much pressure on me.

On such a cold day, Song Jia's forehead was sweating.