we are not friends anymore

In the middle of the party, Ye Qiyuan on the side began to change his sitting position frequently. Qiao Mingxi turned his head and saw him looking at the stage with a smile on his face, but he was quietly pressing his phone while avoiding the camera.

"Are you okay?" Qiao Mingxi asked.

Ye Qiyuan tilted his head towards him, and asked him also: "Have you memorized the words of thanks?"

The awards of the party were awarded one after another, and it will soon be the turn of the "popular artist". Judging from the situation in the past few days, it is very likely that it will be Qiao Mingxi.

Qiao Mingxi nodded, when it was time to rest, people around started to get up one after another, Ye Qiyuan patted him on the shoulder friendly: "Come on, I'll go first."

At the end, before Qiao Mingxi could speak, she added with a smile on her lips, "There are people waiting at home."

Qiao Mingxi: "...?"

Ye Qiyuan swayed away with long legs, Shen Jiaen took advantage of the break time to walk up to Qiao Mingxi's side, looked at Ye Qiyuan's back and said, "People who show affection are really scary."

Seeing Qiao Mingxi's bewildered face, Shen Jiaen explained in a low voice: "There is a kid in Ye Qiyuan's family, don't you know?"

Qiao Mingxi shook his head, Shen Jiaen looked around, and simply sat down where Ye Qiyuan was just now: "Why is there no gossip in your life?"

Qiao Mingxi had never been too curious about other people's gossip, so Shen Jiaen picked out a few interesting words to say to him.During the period, a photographer came over to take pictures, and both of them cooperatively gave way.Yi Huan also came over and had a few words with Qiao Mingxi. From the perspective of others, the relationship between the two of them was still very good.

After the break, a few more innocuous awards were announced, and soon it was "Popular Artist".

For non-authoritative evenings like Media Night, most of the awards are divided into porky categories, and no one cares about the specific difference between the "Popular Artist" award and the "Most Popular Actor and Actress". Fang is happy.

When the host read his name, Qiao Mingxi wasn't too surprised. He just felt that the cameras in each camera position turned towards him. He knew that any micro-expressions of his at this moment would be magnified in the eyes of the audience. Slightly lowered his eyes, with a serious smile on his face, he got up and went on the stage.

The host exchanged a few more greetings as usual, and the sweetheart princess took the opportunity to pinch his face again, and everyone in the audience laughed in good faith. Although Qiao Mingxi felt a little repulsed by her familiarity, she just frowned. Pursing his lips, he smiled softly, as shy as before.

The words of thanks are nothing more than the ones I'm used to hearing. Qiao Mingxi speaks slowly, and he can't change it. Luna probably doesn't want to hear people dying, so the words of thanks prepared for him are shorter than those of others.

After Qiao Mingxi finished speaking according to Luna's prepared thank-you speech, he lowered his eyes and thought for a few seconds. Everyone present could see his calm and shy face through the big screen.

"Finally..." He slowly raised his eyes, which rarely showed a little emotion, "I want to tell my fans... I will work hard so that you can... like me happily and proudly."

He laughed when he said this, and the few fans who entered the venue screamed amidst applause, and faintly heard "Little Highness" again and again.The boy on the big screen was still the little prince they had loved for many years. His eyes seemed to turn to the auditorium, but he quickly changed direction again, making it hard to catch.

In fact, Qiao Mingxi couldn't see the faces of the people in the audience. In the past, every time he stood on the podium alone, his eyes would always look in the direction of a person intentionally or unintentionally. It has almost become a subconscious habit. Let him become a high-spirited idol under countless flash lights and camera lenses, instead of the kid who hides in the small attic all day long.

He has become good because of him, and he has been silent again because of him.

after……

At the end of the speaking time, Qiao Mingxi bowed slightly to the audience, shook hands with the two hosts, turned and walked off the stage.

Luna's words suddenly sounded in his mind.

The past can't come back.

In the future, the road piled up with countless shots will be like this moment, let's walk alone.

After the party, there was a dinner party arranged by the host. Qiao Mingxi was a little sleepy after sitting at the venue all night, so he asked Xiao Yan to say hello to the host and prepare to leave early.

Fans and the media came to take pictures. He was drowsy, but he stood in front of the background board and took some pictures holding the trophy.

"Hi."

Someone patted the top of the head lightly, and Qiao Mingxi turned her head, but it was Xue Qiao who was also holding the trophy.

Xue Qiao won two awards tonight, and it looks like he just finished a round of media interviews.He wore a suit neatly, making him look tall and handsome, without his usual flirtatiousness.

"Congratulations, popular artist." Xue Qiao smiled.

Qiao Mingxi tilted her head: "Congratulations to you too."

The media wanted to take a group photo of the two of them, Xue Qiao cast a questioning look at Qiao Mingxi, Qiao Mingxi nodded, and moved closer to him cooperatively.The two of them waited for the people around them to finish taking pictures, and Xue Qiao suddenly said, "You haven't followed me back on Weibo yet."

Qiao Mingxi looked at him blankly, and he smiled and said, "You posted Weibo by yourself, right? I've been following you for a week, Your Highness."

When he said the last three words, there was a smile in his words. Qiao Mingxi felt a little embarrassed when he heard him call fans, and lowered his head to get his phone from his jacket pocket.

Xiao Yan was managing his Weibo part of the time, probably because fan reminders were turned off.He clicked into the search page, and Xue Qiao's laughing voice came from above his head: "Shan Qiao Qiao."

He found the correct word and subconsciously said, "I know."

Xue Qiao's Weibo id is actor Xue Qiao, and his profile didn't mention his famous masterpieces, only four words: "an actor".

It was rare for Xue Qiao to see Qiao Mingxi showing other emotions, with a smile on his face, looking down to see him pay attention to him, and the relationship between the two on the screen became mutual attention.

"It's rare to see you here." He said, "Take a picture together?"

"Didn't you take a picture?" Qiao Mingxi said slowly, but Xue Qiao took out his mobile phone, pulled out the front camera and held it in front of him.He then understood and adjusted his stance a little.

Xue Qiao was about to press the camera button when he looked at Qiao Mingxi who was holding the trophy properly in the camera and smiled: "Why do you look like an Olympic champion?"

Qiao Mingxi was taken aback when he heard the words, blinked his eyes and adjusted to an official smile.

Xue Qiao laughed lightly, put his shoulder on his shoulder and pressed the camera button, and the phone made a clicking sound, which was drowned out by the continuous sound of shutters in the venue.

Qiao Mingxi was extremely sleepy at first, so she went back to Qiao's house after talking to Xue Qiao, got into the bathroom and took a shower, but suddenly lost sleepiness, and simply curled up under the blanket and started to brush Weibo.

Just when Luna crackled a string of texts on WeChat asking him why he hadn’t posted on Weibo, he remembered that he almost forgot Luna’s instructions.Quickly saved a few pictures of the venue that had been refined and sent by the other party, edited some simple text and sent them out together.

During the live broadcast of the party, his last speech had already moved the fans outside the screen, and they were almost squatting waiting for him to post on Weibo. Sure enough, as soon as the message was successfully sent, the phone kept ringing with new messages.He clicked on the comments, and there were nothing more than words like "Congratulations, Your Highness" and "Your Highness, you are our pride".

He clicked on the topic of #media night Qiao Mingxi#, and many fans were crying and laughing. The more Qiao Mingxi looked at them, the more cute they became, and he laughed out loud before he knew it.

He froze for a moment, touched the corner of his lips, the upward arc was still there.

Xiao Yan had previously helped him turn off the notifications for non-following objects, but at this moment there was a notification message about the following objects. He thought it was Shen Jiaen or an artist from Dongxing who had reposted his Weibo, but he clicked on it and was taken aback.

Actor Xue Qiao v:

Popular artist, congratulations to brother Wen Qiao Mingxi

There were only eight words, but there were enough pictures for nine pictures, two of which were photos of the two of them taken by the media, and one of Xue Qiao's selfie with him before.

In the selfie, Qiao Mingxi is holding the trophy of a popular artist, with a shy smile on his lips.Xue Qiao and his brothers draped his shoulders nicely, smiling handsomely, and the youthful hormones almost overflowed the screen.

In the comments, fans lined up and called "husband".

There were also quite a few CP fans of the Yan Brothers who seemed to have finally found some sweets, screaming to grab the front row.

"Official candy! Young Master Wu's strength favors his younger brother!"

"Girlfriend fans, wash up and sleep, look at this cp feeling."

"Da Qiao is so handsome when he smiles [Bixin] Qiao Mingxi looks like a class leader..."

"Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao ha ha ha ha, I seem to have opened the door to a new world."

"Brother Wen is happier for winning the award than himself. Young Master Wu is really enough."

There was joy in the comments, but soon there were discordant voices.

"Aren't you really selling rot?"

"Qiao Mingxi is poisonous. It's rare for Xue Qiao to have good looks and acting skills. Huang Yao is also a guarantee of quality, so he's going to sell him to attract attention?"

"What misunderstanding do you have about Qiao Mingxi, who is so hot and hugging his thighs? Why did you grab Ji Yan and tie him up so quickly that you forgot?"

"I'm really drunk. Back then, I got out by relying on c.air. When I was disbanded, my real strength was exposed immediately. If I didn't get any results, I could only tie others up."

"I don't know whether to sympathize with Ji Yan or Xue Qiao."

"Let's sympathize with his fans, he's blind at a young age."

"This is also a strange place. The owner has a paralyzed face. Sometimes he stirs up natural idiots, and sometimes he stirs up melancholy little princes. Fans pretend to be crazy and foolish like mentally retarded."

"Am I the only one who thinks that he is not suitable for Brother Wen at all? Brother Wen is obviously a little sun, so he is paralyzed, right?"

"Little Sun 1"

"This show hasn't even come out yet, so you guys know it's not suitable? Your acting skills have been eaten up by you?"

"Acting skills? Does Qiao Mingxi have any?"

……

There were all kinds of user IDs in the comments, and the original smile on Qiao Mingxi's lips faded a little bit. He closed Weibo and called up his familiar mailbox.

I stared at the interface for a long time, but didn't know what to say.

The entertainment industry, or the Internet, is actually like this. He has long been used to it. In fact, Qiao Mingxi is not a person who cares about what others say.

But at this moment, he has an urge to rush out, and he rarely wants to refute.

He didn't tie Ji Yan up.

But he just stared at the phone for a while, and the faint light from the screen reflected his delicate face.It took him a long time to select the only contact person and send out two words.

"Good night."

A reminder that the other party had received popped up on the screen, he curled his lips, put down his phone, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

This time I slept peacefully, but was woken up by a ringing phone call early in the morning.

Qiao Mingxi stood up to answer the phone with her messy sleeping hair: "Hello?"

"Brother Ming Xi, you can check Weibo." Xiao Yan's helpless voice came from the phone.

"You were blackmailed by an incredible person."