The male god in the interstellar entertainment circle is poisonous

The sudden accident on the red carpet made the lively scene silent for a moment as if the pause button was pressed, and then suddenly broke out with a more enthusiastic sound than before.

Those who got close exclaimed "Paint! Who splashed the paint?! Hold her!", or screamed some names indistinctly, jumbled together.And the people in the distance raised their heads one by one, asking each other what happened, anxiously expecting clear information.

The gossip instinct of human beings is fully manifested at this moment, but Mo Yixiao has no time to pay attention to it. The only thing he realizes is that the dress is ruined, and then the next thought that comes into his mind is "Who is this?"

He looked at the arm.

Mo Yixiao himself was wearing a black dress, so even though the red paint was splashed on him, it seeped into his clothes, and it wasn't very noticeable—of course, if he insisted on walking down the red carpet, it would still be hard to see the bright lights in front of him. clearly.But it's not so obvious here.

And this person who seemed to want to block him did not have such good luck.The pure white sleeves have now turned a dazzling red.

"Thank you, sorry to affect you."

He sincerely expressed his gratitude and apology, and turned around, facing a friendly face.The other party frowned slightly and looked at him: "It's okay, I ran here by myself, but I still couldn't help you." He paused, then shook his head and sighed: "I don't know who would do such a thing , this is troublesome."

Mo Yixiao looked at the worried expression on Ji Qingyang's face, he didn't know why, but he couldn't feel any gratitude, even——this person "desperately" came to help him, but he was full of vigilance instead.

I don't know who actually did such a thing?Is this reminding him to find the culprit?

This location is where Luo Zihao's fans gather, and the person who splashed the paint just now yelled clearly-"You can't even compare to Ah Hao with one finger!" But let's not say that idols have nothing to do with fans Constraint, is the other party Luo Zihao's fan... Seeing Ji Qingyang's "Lei Feng Behavior", Mo Yixiao couldn't help asking.

How could it be such a coincidence that this person could run over to protect him?

Generally, when celebrities walk the red carpet, unless they have a good relationship, they wish to stay far away from each other, lest the other party steal their limelight.Ji Qingyang is interesting, he doesn't mind this at all, he obviously walks not far behind him, so he can rush over "in such a timely manner" when he is splashed with paint.

And this kind of self-sacrificing friendship really flattered him.He couldn't remember when he and Ji Qingyang had such a good relationship, or was it just that the other party was too kind and wished to spread the light of love to every corner of the world?

Mo Yixiao smiled in his heart, but his face was full of emotion: "Senior Qingyang, you are so... I don't know what to say... Let's go to the backstage to change clothes. Two new sets are coming, senior, please tell me the data of the clothes."

At this time, the staff of the awards organizer also rushed over, raising the baffle to cover the flying cameras, and hurriedly sent the two of them to the backstage lounge and dressing room. lead.

Ji Qingyang's entire sleeve was polluted, and his face was still as warm and beautiful as water, and he comforted Mo Yixiao in turn: "It's okay to smile, my house is close, and I can ask my assistant to pick up another set. It's you, Hurry up and find a way to send the costumes here, it will be bad if it delays the ceremony later."

"I..." The young man's face was moved, as if he didn't know what to say, "Senior, I'm really...I...I don't even know how to thank you..."

The two were led backstage by the staff.This is the most tense time, everyone is walking in a hurry.Mo Yixiao heard that one of the two people who led them was speaking quickly to the light brain. The scattered words such as "call assistant" and "pass" let him distinguish that the other party was trying to contact Zhang Jin or not. There were Ji Qingyang's assistants—they were not allowed to enter the auditorium, but could only wait in a room near the auditorium.

"Hi, what a big deal." Amidst the sound of countless heels colliding with the ground, Ji Qingyang turned his head and smiled at Mo Yixiao, "We are in the same crew, why don't you call me senior."

"Here." The staff who led the way swiped the pass and opened a room, where some clothes were piled up in a mess, and there were a lot of cosmetics scattered on the dressing table.

"Yixiao, go in and change your clothes first." Ji Qingyang nodded at Mo Yixiao with a light smile, and then turned to the staff member, "I feel a little itchy, maybe I'm allergic to this paint... Can you let me go to the bathroom first Do you want to deal with it?"

The staff naturally did not refuse.So Ji Qingyang walked into this room, which was probably a dressing room or a cloakroom, grabbed a shirt from the hanger, and walked out of the room to find the bathroom.Before leaving, he turned his head and looked at Mo Yixiao worriedly: "Yixiao, you should change this clothes earlier, who knows if there is anything else in the paint?"

Ji Qingyang left with a staff member, and the remaining staff member looked at Mo Yixiao with an apologetic face: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Mo, this is a mistake in our security work, and I apologize to you! We will do our best to help you if there is anything we need to do." With all my strength..."

"Okay, this is just an accident that no one wants to see. It doesn't have to be like this." Mo Yixiao waved his hand.

It’s not that he’s being generous—in fact, this matter is really troublesome, the clothes are ruined, and he can’t be disrespectful to wear them into the venue like this, but it’s not too late to contact Zhang Jin temporarily to let the company (or Mo’s) deliver them, but it’s obvious that he can’t find it for a while. There is no big-name dress that fits as well as this one on him.Overall, he's likely to be overshadowed by the stars tonight.

But what to do with the organizers of the awards ceremony?

It is impossible to turn back time, and it is impossible for them to conjure a high-end set out of thin air.Entanglement and resentment will only leave a bad impression on the organizers—however, the Taoli Awards are held once a year and are one of the most authoritative film awards.Wouldn't it be better to sell them a favor than to let the organizing party think of him and think of unpleasant conflicts, and make the other party feel a little guilty towards him?

Therefore, Mo Yixiao smiled gently: "It's okay, this is just a fan's spontaneous behavior, such a big event, it is always difficult to cover everything."

The staff member apologized a lot, and after confirming that Mo Yixiao had nothing to ask, he thanked him and left. The ceremony started in less than an hour, and everyone was so busy that there was really no room for anyone to stay here with Mo Yixiao and wait. with.

Mo Yixiao sat in the dressing room, wondering if it was a psychological hint left by Ji Qingyang, he also gradually felt a little itchy on his body, or the paint was really irritating to the skin.He looked around, there were all kinds of lotion and other things, and there were some basic items on the hanger, such as a universal match like a white shirt and jeans.

Subconsciously, his fingers were placed on the first button of his suit, and he was about to undo it and change it.

However, it might be that he was really too vigilant towards Ji Qingyang, and every word he said wanted to be broken and crumbled to see if there was any deep meaning in it.The phrase "Smile, you should change this clothes earlier" made him put his hand down again.

He instinctively didn't want to change clothes here.

But—it's really uncomfortable to stay in a dress soaked in unknown paint.It would be nice to have a place where you can rest assured.

Mo Yixiao thought for a while, turned on the optical brain and found a contact person.

"A smile?"

The other party quickly connected to the communication, which surprised him a bit.After all, according to someone's status, this time he is an award presenter and has been staying in the background. He should be chatting with various stars, directors, and investors at this time, but he accidentally indirects his communications.

"Jing Yan, are you backstage at the Taoli Awards venue?"

"I'm in the backstage VIP lounge."

Mo Yixiao also saw the place where the other party was from the light screen. Behind the man was a makeup mirror, reflecting the appearance of the other party in the room.Toiletries, sofas, recliners, etc. are all available, and looking in the mirror, there is no one else except Qi Jingyan and Hongyi.

"Tsk, I'm so jealous." Mo Yixiao half-jokingly said, "You can bring your assistant to the backstage and occupy such a large rest room by yourself. I can only stay alone in the spare dressing room with wet clothes on."

"Wet clothes? What's going on?"

But Qi Jingyan immediately frowned and his voice was a bit harsh.

It was only then that Mo Yixiao realized that the other party didn't know about this matter—although the media that reported the scene of the Taoli Awards in real time probably had already published the matter, but Qi Jingyan probably wasn't watching the news.So he briefly explained the matter, and then asked: "Can you help me find a more suitable place to stay for a while? There is not even a sofa here except a chair, and I don't really want to change the place to hang it." clothes."

Although Ji Qingyang took one away on purpose before and said he wanted to change it, but who knew it wasn't for him to see?

Mo Yixiao knows that he is too careful with Ji Qingyang, but some people really make people dare not be negligent.After all, a person who has the ability to maintain a perfect image and has an obvious conflict of interest with you, it is always right to be careful.

Fortunately, Qi Jingyan seems to be more vigilant than Mo Yixiao. Hearing that Ji Qingyang ran out to cover him with paint, his first reaction was: "Come to my place, don't stay in the room where Ji Qingyang stayed. —— I will share the location Here you go, follow the directions. Forget it, I'll let Hongyi pick you up."

From what it means, it looks like Ji Qingyang is some kind of strange source of infection.

Mo Yi smiled and agreed, walked out of the dressing room according to his words, and walked for 2 minutes according to the location of the optical brain, and then saw Hong Yi who greeted him, and the latter used his pass to bring him to the lounge occupied by Qi Jingyan alone.

Mo Yixiao walked into the lounge, which was three times the size of the room he stayed in just now, and saw a certain man sitting on the sofa, his long legs wrapped in dark blue trousers, elegantly crossed, and shiny. The toe of the black leather shoes is pointed, which makes people imagine the aura it shows when it steps on the ground.

"Jing Yan."

The boy's eyes lingered on the man's long legs for a while before moving up to meet his eyes.

Qi Jingyan stood up from the sofa, walked up to Mo Yixiao in two steps, and frowned when he noticed the dark stain on the boy's clothes: "Take it off. It will be troublesome if you hurt your skin."

"Okay." Arriving at this person's territory, Mo Yixiao breathed a sigh of relief, and prepared to change clothes behind the curtain that was used as a partition and shelter, but was held down by a slender hand on his shoulder.

"It's not that troublesome. Just change it here."

Mo Yixiao's ears warmed up, his eyes wandered: "Isn't Hongyi still here..."

"No, he went out to do some business." Qi Jingyan let go of him, turned around and picked out a piece of clothing from the closet, "Mine, you wear it first, and wait for the dress to arrive—by the way, I contacted Voldemort's men's clothing department for you." , ask them to send you a men's dress. Although it is not custom-made, the size is suitable, and the quality and shape should still be guaranteed. Don't worry."

Mo Yixiao was taken aback, and even the embarrassment of changing clothes in front of the other party disappeared: "You contacted Voldemort? In such a hurry..."

"They agreed." Qi Jingyan said leisurely.

Mo Yixiao gritted his teeth: "That's right, it's no wonder that the film emperor Qi requested it." Zhang Jin told him that the best luck would be to get a limited edition of Gerdvon Ru, if it was a brand like Voldemort, it would be so small Time can only be bought in shopping malls, and it is impossible to get a limited edition or customization of unreleased models.

But when it comes to Qi Jingyan, it's not a matter.

"Thank you, Jing Yan." Mo Yixiao was a little emotional and touched, and thanked him with a smile with his eyes bent.In the end, the man was very shameless and said: "How is Xiaoxiao going to thank me?"

Mo Yixiao was just taking off his dress jacket, when he heard this, he narrowed his eyes: "What do you want? Hmm?"

Qi Jingyan originally planned to tease his little lover, but didn't intend to really thank him, but when he saw the boy throw off his coat, revealing the black dress that was wet with paint, the words he was about to say got stuck in his throat I can't even say it.

Because the black fabric was half wet, it was tightly attached to the boy's body, outlining a beautiful and slender outline.On the chest, some two small protrusions showed lines restlessly, as if waiting for someone's affection.It is obviously a dark and opaque shirt, without the temptation of a white shirt that is looming after it is wet, but still because of the sharp contrast with the fair skin, people can't wait to tear those black pearl buttons off the neckline, so that the eyes can enjoy it The feast presented by the slender collarbone and the white chest.

Qi Jingyan's eyes locked on the boy's upper body, with a somewhat high temperature.

He didn't speak for a long time, Mo Yixiao looked up suspiciously, and then noticed the man's naked eyes, as if he was about to pierce through the shirt.

"Hey!"

The young man let out a low growl in embarrassment, grabbed the coat of the man next to him and hurried behind the curtain.The scenery is no longer there, someone can only look away regretfully, and grunts unexpectedly in his throat, his heart is full of regret and some kind of sorrow——

Why are you smiling at such a young age...