Floating Color

In late autumn, the weather has turned cold.

Mi Chen wore a plaid wool cloak and walked on the street around the scarf.

This is the first time she has returned to China in the three years since she left. She has been travelling between Europe and the United States all these years, and she is featured in the four major fashion weeks. Whether it is a Hollywood movie star or a supermodel, she is rushing towards her.

The editor-in-chief of "EYESONME" Tina once mentioned in a semi-joking way that when she first saw Mi Chen's work, she had imagined that one day the young makeup artist would also be exhausted. But until today, Mi Chen is still at the cutting edge of the makeup industry. Many fashion masters who have worked with her laughed that Mi Chen connected their clothing style with the temperament of the model, and the fashion show without Mi Chen always felt a little less aura. Although this statement is a bit exaggerated, it is from the heart.

Such a young man with a halo in the fashion world is walking like an ordinary person at the moment.

There are still plenty of cars on the street, but the shops on both sides of the street have long been changed and cannot be recognized. The cafe that I'm often dazed by has been transformed into a clothing store. And her good friend Miao Miao was also married last year, and she also had Xiao Miao in her belly.

Mi Chen's cell phone rang, and when she heard the man's voice, she smiled.

"Brother Bai, how do you know that I am back?"

"There is a spirit in the heart."

Bai Yihan's voice was warm with familiarity.

"Oh ... I have a good heart ... Does Brother Bai know what I am thinking now?"

"You want me to invite you to dinner."

"Huh, how do you know?"

"You want to eat Xu Ji Beef Noodles, but you can't find a place."

Bai Yihan's voice was not slow or slow. Even without seeing his face, he knew that there was a smile on his lips.

"Do you know this?" Mi Chen really felt that Bai Yi was enchanting.

"Just to know you. Li Mojun's performance in" Storm "is too good. Dynasty Films will have a movie next year and want to impact Oscar's best foreign language film. I hope he can play the leading role."

"Aren't you kidding me? Brother Bai, you can play in person!"

"I'm a director. If I take on the lead role again, the pressure is too great."

Mi Chen blinked, how could she forget that Bai Yihan directed two movies in the past two years, the box office and word-of-mouth win-win, and even participated in several international film festivals.

"But if Li Mojun knew that I invited you to dinner alone, you probably went back to kneel and washboard. Oh, it is not popular to kneel and washboard now but remote control. So when I invite you to eat, do n’t forget to call him on."

Mi Chen smiled, "Aren't you worried about me! You want to borrow my Dongfeng to talk to him about movies!"

"Mi Chen, are you going to pierce me like this? Are you going to give me no face in the future?"

Bai Yihan smiled and hung up the phone.

He did not ask her if she was good, because he believed she would make her life more and more perfect.

This is a tacit understanding between Bai Yihan and her.

After walking a few steps forward, Mi Chen looked around, and the bus station and major cinema shopping malls were full of "Storm" posters.

Passing a newsstand, the various fashion magazines and movie magazines displayed are all Li Mojun.

"Storm" won a good reputation when it was released in Europe and America, becoming the biggest hit of the Oscar this year. This movie tells about the world's various situations when the virus hits the disaster. Especially for portraying front-line medical workers and virus researchers, countless details are concatenated and finally converged into a highly infectious conflict. Humanity, affection, and love are reflected, which has moved hundreds of millions of viewers.

This is a group portrait movie, the protagonist is Rene after the last Oscar, she is the clue of the story.

The virology expert played by Li Mojun represents reason, calmness, dedication and dedication. Due to an accident in the research institute, DoctorHan was infected with this deadly virus. At the last moment of his life, he still discussed with the research assistant how to develop antibodies, and even under the inspiration of the entire team to complete the research, but he did not have time to see the last dawn, a person died in an isolation ward.

This was originally a very stereotyped character, and Li Mojun, as an Oriental, did not have the acting skills of European and American actors, and even had few lines. However, Li Mojun's last shot made countless audience tears, and Hollywood's harsh critics also expressed that they were moved.

As Mi Chen stood in front of the newsstand and looked at Li Mojun in the magazine, the phone in his pocket rang.

"Why are you in a daze in front of the newsstand?"

His voice is still cool, but as long as he feels it carefully, a trace of warmth will flow into his heart.

"I'm watching you." Mi Chen pursed her lips. "It's almost all you in domestic movie magazines and entertainment news! It seems that the world is full of you."

"If you want to see me, just go back and cross the road."

For fame and fortune, he still does not care.

Mi Chen has long discovered that this guy particularly enjoys his attention to him. Although she asked her to look back at herself now, she was afraid that she would have been happy for a long time, but she still wanted to put on an indifferent look.

Mi Chen turned happily, walked across the road, and took the arm of the handsome man at the door of the theater.

"You just stood in front of the theater in such a big swing, that you are not afraid of being besieged by paparazzi?"

"Then let the paparazzi accompany us to the movies."

At four in the afternoon on Monday, the whole theater was empty, with only two or three couples.

There were few people, and Li Mojun himself was very open-minded, so that the people passing by occasionally could not believe that he was really the film emperor.

Entering the theater, the entire space seems to become the world of the two of them. Only light and shadow crossed their faces.

Li Mojun and Mi Chen were sitting in the bottom row of the penultimate row. There was no popcorn and no Coke. This was the first time Mi Chen had watched a movie with him in the theater. The story flows through the clouds until the last ten minutes of the film.

Mi Chen knew the development of the plot and had seen that episode countless times, but at this time, she still couldn't restrain her heart from being tightened and her breath was taken away.

As if she had known for a long time that she would be sad, Li Mojun's hand stretched out, bypassing Mi Chen's shoulder and gently pressing her head on her shoulder.

DoctorHan was lying on the hospital bed with a pale and haggard look, which did not feel vulnerable. On the contrary, there is a sense of calm and concentration in his eyes, which is inexplicably admired.

When the assistant anxiously told him that the research encountered a bottleneck, he calmly analyzed the research status and other possibilities with the other party.

Li Mojun's English is very smooth. Whether it's biting or tone clearly sounds sane and lacks emotional fluctuations, but inexplicably makes people want to listen to him, the more the better. But even if there is no fluctuating tone, it makes people feel the love and perseverance of life deep in his seemingly indifferent heart.

"DoctorHan! We will definitely develop antibodies! So please hold on!" The assistant's voice came.

Doctor Han's eyes in the isolation ward seemed to have an infinitely warm stream flowing out, converging into a sea on a large screen, quietly filling in all the depressions beyond his sight.

"... I saw Alice ..."

The corner of DoctorHan's lips, which had never laughed, slowly sank, and the bent lip line caught the eyes of all the audience.

Alice is the daughter of DoctorHan. She died because of the virus, and DoctorHan did not see her daughter for the last time, because he was studying the virus in the research room every minute. This is his lifelong regret and the most painful thing in his life.

"DoctorHan! Alice will also want you to hold on! We still need you! Your ideas and your guidance are crucial to our research!"

DoctorHan didn't seem to hear it. His eyes grew longer and longer, reaching the end of the world and entering everyone's heart.

He held his daughter's hair band tightly in his hand until his fingers were released.

At that moment, what appeared in his eyes was not the fear and helplessness of facing death, but hope.

All his achievements, all envious of him, jealous of his irony, all looked ridiculous.

As if his life finally crossed mountains and rivers, and finally reached the other side.

Mi Chen's tears fell, soaking Li Mojun's shoulder.

She remembers feeling scared and scared when she put on makeup for Li Mojun. She imagined countless times that if Li Mojun left the world like this one day, she would never find him and see him, what would happen to her?

The film unknowingly reached the end. The theater lights were on, but Mi Chen was still leaning on Li Mojun's shoulders, unwilling to get up.

And Li Mojun sat quietly, accompanying her.

No one left in the theater because they knew there were a series of colored eggs after the subtitles.

One of them is the end of Li Mojun's scene. He is still wearing the patient's clothes. The weather has turned cold. He put on a coat and stood outside the studio, kissing a picture of a girl.

The seemingly distant distance makes it unclear who the girl is. It's just that many viewers are so excited at that moment.

Mi Chen quickly covered her eyes, "Oh! How did the director put it in the egg!"

That scene happened when Li Mojun's act was killing and found that Mi Chen was standing outside the staff and weeping. He came to Mi Chen and wiped the tears on her face.

He asked her why she was crying.

She did not answer him, but stepped on the folding chair, stood at the same height as him, and kissed him.

At that time, Mi Chen was immersed in his feelings for Li Mojun.

And a photographer on the scene took it down. The air seemed to be still, only the sound of a heartbeat.

Today Mi Chen saw Li Mojun's reaction at that moment when he saw it turned into an egg at the end of the movie.

His slightly wide eyes seemed surprised.

Then he closed his eyes, and the gently falling eyes seemed to flow through the years. All his efforts and expectations for her finally got a response. He picked up Mi Chen from the folding chair, took her to a position higher than himself, and kissed him very religiously.

"Because the director feels that this is DoctorHan's worthwhile ending."

Li Mojun turned his face to look at Mi Chen.

Mi Chen pulled the corners of her lips, and this man always had the talent to make her heart move. He never needed to give her the delicate flowers, nor the sweet words to please, but just the most plain tone of words, can let her heart fall into a tranquil and distant glass.

The people in the cinema were finally empty.

Mi Chen and Li Mojun received a text message on their mobile phones at the same time.

It was sent by the director.

Li Mojun was nominated for Oscar for Best Supporting Actor!

Mi Chen's eyes widened and determined again and again, then she hugged Li Mojun.

"Did you see it? Did you see the text message? Is it true! Right!"

"Huh." Li Mojun put the phone back into the pocket of his jacket indifferently.

"What" um "? That's Oscar's best supporting actor! Are you not excited at all? That's Oscar! If I were an actor, I would be willing to die for Oscar!

Li Mojun has already got up, he raised his chin, "Go away, have dinner."

"..." Mi Chen sighed.

Li Mojun is still like that. Even if the Oscars fell from the sky and hit his head, he was not lukewarm.

Mi Chen, with some pockets, followed behind Li Mojun with some anger.

After two steps, I suddenly found something on my finger in my pocket. Dialed it ... how does it seem to be a ring?

Mi Chen froze.

When did this ring appear?

I didn't have anything on my finger when I called when I entered the cinema!

Mi Chen suddenly understood what was coming, hurried up, grabbed Li Mojun's hand.

If this is someone else, Li Mojun has long been coldly thrown away. Only Mi Chen can pull like this.

"Is this what you gave me? You put it on me!" Mi Chen shook his hand in front of Li Mojun.

She felt this was the most proud moment in her life.

This ring belongs to Li Mojun's mother, but now it is worn on her finger.

Li Mojun said nothing in silence.

Mi Chen dragged the other party harder without hesitation, "When did you put it on me? Why don't I know!"

"When you cry at the movie and forget yourself."

Mi Chen then recalled that when he leaned on Li Mojun's shoulder and shed tears, the other party kept holding her hand.

"A man can't wear a ring for a woman casually." Mi Chen became proud.

She believes that from the present to the present, she is the only woman who wears his ring.

It's not a diamond ring. It doesn't weigh a few carats, but it bears all Li Mojun's expectations for feelings.

"I know."

What is it you know!

Mi Chen's mouth collapsed and became depressed. Anyway, memorize two movie lines!

"Xiaomi, I won't say good things."

"I know. If you really said that, it wouldn't be Li Mojun." Mi Chen looked at the ring, and his heart was both unparalleled and a little stuffy.

She is a girl! I also want to hear romantic words when I receive the ring!

"I won't prepare candlelight dinner to give you 10,000 roses."

"I already knew."

If one day I opened the door and found candlelight dinners and roses, it must be because I was in the wrong room.

Mi Chen touched the ring, still happy and heart-stuck.

"Oscar ’s best supporting actor or actor is not a big deal. I just want to be your actor forever."

They came to the exit of the cinema.

Li Mojun turned to look at her.

The screen behind them was still a picture of him kissing her.

"I know you enjoy the feeling of being small and proud in front of me. As long as you nod, I will make you proud for a lifetime."

At that moment, Mi Chen suddenly realized that once she was like a deer who could not find the direction, and had been running in his eyes. Whenever she was thirsty and overwhelmed by her own fragility, she could just fall to his heart, sip the lake water under his eyes, and see her reflection clearly.

Yes, from the moment she stopped in front of his poster, he was destined to be her eternal protagonist.

"Floating Colors"