Sweet entertainment circle

The previous Golden Flower Awards actually walked the red carpet in a large square, and the gathered stars had an afternoon to show up for interviews, but in the past two years, there have been too many fans, and the open square has brought many safety hazards. Last year’s In the red carpet ceremony of the Crowd Awards, which is recognized by the audience, there were two examples of artists being injured when crazy fans came on stage.

For safety reasons, the organizer chose the red carpet ceremony of this year's Golden Flower Awards as an indoor venue, and the venue was set at the Qiushui venue in S City. The time for walking the red carpet was also shortened, and the red carpet ceremony and awards The ceremony is held together in the evening.

In the early days, the Qiushui venue was a place where commodity exhibitions from all over the world were held. The venue was circular in shape, with two football fields in the middle. There are no chairs in the separated hall, and the current ladder chairs are all temporarily prepared.

The Qiushui venue occupies a large area, and the stepped chairs placed in the surrounding halls are enough to accommodate ten thousand people, so the red carpet ceremony is not crowded. The only downside is that this venue does not have a VIP channel. There is no dedicated lounge, which is why the organizer has a lot of money to rent out the Mingyuan Hotel.

The Mingyuan Hotel is next to the Qiushui meeting place, and there is a special aisle leading to the meeting place. It belongs to the internal industry of S City. Although the scale is small, the facilities and consumption in the hotel are all high-end, and the safety measures are also strict. well done.

Therefore, after comprehensive consideration, the organizer booked the Mingyuan Hotel, and those invited to the party will enter directly from the hotel. After all, the party ends a bit late, and guests who are not in a hurry can check into the hotel directly with the invitation letter. The guest room and guest lounge are also arranged in the hotel's banquet hall.

When Song Yaoyao brought He Ming to the banquet hall, a lot of people had already gathered in the banquet hall. With a glance, he could see many familiar faces on the screen.

"Ah, my male god is over there..." Song Yaoyao felt that her eyesight was not enough from the moment she entered the banquet hall, especially when she looked in the direction of the fruit area, her whole body All excited to lose control.

"Hiss..." Following Song Yaoyao's excited voice, He Ming also took a deep breath. After the pain passed, he twitched the wrist held by Song Yaoyao, "Yaoyao , can you... can you let go of my hand first?"

Song Yaoyao is a vajra barbie, just looking at her face, she looks like a soft little girl, but she is actually extremely powerful.In addition, she hadn't been an assistant for a long time, and her temperament was too outrageous. Wen Wen didn't like her, so she took her out to sell coolies when she went out to make announcements.

However, her own family background is not bad, and she came to the entertainment industry as an assistant purely for love, to get closer to her idol.It's a pity that she was a bit unlucky. When she applied for Haitian's job, she didn't know that her male god Song Jiashu had terminated his contract with Haitian and opened his own studio.

This is the first time that she has been so close to her male god, and the excitement can be imagined.

After being reminded by He Ming, Song Yaoyao finally came to his senses, the redness on his face hadn't faded away, and a blush of shame and indignation jumped onto his face again, his whole body was as red as a boiled shrimp, "Ming...Ming brother, I'm sorry Ah, I like to grab things when I get excited."

He Ming was still brooding over the fact that the person who made the grand finale on the red carpet was not his Highness, and he was a little sleepy. After hearing Song Yaoyao's words, he nodded and secretly glanced at his wrist. It really turned red.

Seeing that his complexion was not very good, Song Yaoyao thought he was angry, and then remembered the level of strength with which he was agitated, and felt even more uneasy, "Brother Ming, I... did I hurt you?" ..."

He Ming looked at Song Yaoyao's cautious expression, the word "pain" made him inexplicably ashamed, and the tips of his ears turned red, "No." Thinking of the wrist that was grabbed by her just now, he reminded again: "Men and women can't accept kissing..."

Song Yaoyao's face became even redder, except for sneaking a few glances at her male god from time to time, she didn't dare to look around anymore.

Seeing that Song Yaoyao suddenly became quiet, He Ming thought that what he just said was too serious, so he lowered his head and glanced at her, just in time to see her small movements, followed her gaze, and the man opposite happened to turn towards them Looking at him, he happened to meet the other party's eyes, and the two of them who met their eyes unexpectedly were stunned, and both of them smiled politely before turning their eyes away.

"Yaoyao, shall we go over there to get some fruit?" He Ming looked down and saw Song Yaoyao's face full of love and caress. After a little thought, he understood Song Yaoyao's thoughts. As a brainless fan, He Ming can empathize with him.

The attraction of idols is like the gravity of the earth.

Song Yaoyao nodded naturally.

The fruit area is directly opposite to the entrance of the banquet hall. The banquet hall is relatively large, and the food is placed on the surrounding tables. Cocktails and red wine are also placed, and various drinks are also chilled in the ice bucket next to it.Around the crystal table, there are many tables and chairs.

From the door to the opposite fruit area, it is most convenient to walk through the empty aisle next to the crystal table, otherwise you have to go around the venue half a circle and go through the aisles on both sides.

Song Yaoyao couldn't wait a long time ago, so she naturally chose to walk from the aisle next to the nearest crystal table.

When he walked to the crystal table, He Bunzi Ming couldn't help but take a second look because he was curious about the stack of champagne glasses placed in the shape of a pyramid.

"Brother Ming, would you like something to drink?" Song Yaoyao noticed He Ming's gaze, glanced at the fruit area in front of him, and saw that the male god was still chatting with someone, so he stopped in no hurry.

"Are these... all drinkable?" Seeing that these crystal goblets were placed in specific shapes, He Ming thought they were just for viewing. After hearing Song Yaoyao's words, He Ming was also a little moved.

"Of course, we can take all the things in this banquet hall at will."

"Then... get me a glass of that red one."

"Well, then you just wait here."

The goblet is fragile, there is a big gap around the crystal table, and there are several groups of people chatting around, Song Yaoyao took He Ming and walked from the side, and he still needs to go to get the kind of red wine that He Ming asked for a few steps.

Song Yaoyao quickly took back the red wine, He Ming took a sip quietly, the astringent taste was sweet, especially the mellow aroma was particularly pleasant, He Ming took another sip, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to be I didn't see this person on the red carpet, and I was a little curious, "Yaoyao, what's your male god's name?"

"Song Jiashu."

He Ming took another sip of his wine, said the name silently in his heart, and decided to pay attention to this person on Weibo later.

He now knows that a star's big name depends on the number of fans. Although he is only one person, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

"Brother Ming, let me tell you, if it weren't for my male god to open a studio by himself, our Haitian's first brother wouldn't be able to get Brother Jiang at all. My male god would beat Brother Jiang several times in terms of acting skills and appearance." Street, since debut, I have never made a bad film, you and I..."

Brother Jiang, Jiang Chuan, Haitian's current first brother.

Speaking of his idol, Song. Brainless fan. Yaoyao automatically turned on the chatter mode, and didn't even notice He. Tubaozi. Ming's face.

The amorous He Ming foolishly drank the red wine in the glass, his tongue was a little numb from the astringent taste, and he spoke with a bit of a tongue, "Then...then I...why didn't I see him walking the red carpet It's..."

"Oh, this?" Song Yaoyao, who was suddenly interrupted, paused for a moment. She didn't know why, but as a qualified idiot fan, the idol's nobleness and glamor should always be covered for him, "My man If God comes to power, will the other little flowers and students still have a way to survive?"

He Ming glanced at the man in front of him who was looking down at his watch. Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that the man in front of him was indeed more noble than Jiang Chuan. Such a natural temperament.

"Well, you are more discerning, but still not as discerning as I am, Dian..."

"What's the matter, why didn't you say it all of a sudden?" Seeing He Ming complimenting her, Song Yaoyao was a little smug, and she was listening with enthusiasm, but she didn't want him to suddenly lose her voice, and subconsciously turned to look at He Ming.

He Ming stared blankly at the person who suddenly came out from the side, and unconsciously clenched his fingers until they touched the glass of the goblet. His hand suddenly loosened again, and the goblet in his hand fell instantly.

The banquet hall was covered with carpets, but the goblet shattered when it hit the ground, making a crisp sound, but He Ming still didn't notice it.

Song Yaoyao looked at the wine glass on the ground, and quickly bent over to the two groups of people who were chatting at the side to apologize, then raised her head to follow He Ming's line of sight.

The man strode out from the side door, wearing a well-tailored royal blue suit, with a gloomy face and messy hair on his forehead, his eyes were fixed on the red-haired boy running in a panic ahead...

If the man who was chasing after him was an obscene and vulgar man with a beer belly, Song Yaoyao would have no doubts that this was a sexy and pornographic drama that was forced and used for prostitution.

Seeing that people were about to run towards this side, Song Yaoyao hurriedly pulled He Ming back to the side, but the people who were still standing there didn't move a muscle.

However, what surprised Song Yaoyao was that the red-haired young master did not run towards them, but ran into her male god's arms, "Brother..."

The little jerry who was going to ride a horse, the red-haired, coquettish and slut who ran into this tall banquet hall in fluorescent green in front of him was her male god's younger brother...

Just hot eyes!

Song Yaoyao couldn't believe it, she kept talking about asking her male god to push this coquettish and cheap young master away, but she was disappointed, only to see that her male god really protected the young master in his arms, looking back To the man behind him, he looked unkind.

"I thought that if you didn't come to apologize, I wouldn't pursue it. It should be the greatest kindness to you."

Hearing this, the man in the royal blue suit took a deep breath, blowing away the hair in front of his eyes, raised the corners of his lips, and looked at the red-haired boy with cold eyes, "I'm sorry, I didn't blow my hair away. The charges have been confirmed, and this young master has not thought of stopping."

As soon as the deep, cold, and sexy voice fell, the banquet hall that was still noisy just now suddenly fell silent, and He Ming finally came back to his senses.

Looking at the face in front of him, He Ming suddenly recalled the past when he and he first met many, many years ago.

——The street bully who had suffered was not reconciled. After he ran away, the leader brought many officers and soldiers from the government and threatened to kill them.

At that time, he lay on the man's shoulder and trembled with fear, closed his eyes and gave up on himself: "You don't care about me, you go..."

The man didn't say a word, he still strode forward with his arms in his arms, and when the officers and soldiers swarmed over, he stared at the man with wide eyes.

The man also smiled like this, the coldness between his brows and eyes was like a real knife, he said: Take care, if others bully you in the future, you will bully back like this.

He really didn't dare to blink, and stared wide-eyed at how the man knocked those people down to the ground begging for mercy with one enemy against one hundred.

Before leaving, the man carried him and stepped on the back of the leading bully, and put the jade around his waist in front of him, "I am at the magistrate's house, waiting for you to take revenge."

Looking at the man whose eyebrows and expressions were exactly the same as those of the Third Highness back then, He Ming's eyes suddenly turned red.

Realizing that someone was looking at him, Huo Xiao suddenly felt his heartbeat quicken again. He subconsciously turned his head to search for the source of his line of sight. Although the distance was so close, Huo Xiao felt that he had four eyes with the person in front of him. When facing each other, it seems to have passed through thousands of rivers and mountains...

He Ming's tears fell down, and he moved his lips, "Your Highness..."

It turns out that you are really here, not a dream, nor his illusion.

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