After the official announcement with the disabled actor

In the caravan, Fu Ying sat quietly on the inside all the time, and the injury on her leg could not be seen at all.

He stared at Fu Ying's wheelchair, his pupils shrank, and his eyes gradually became blurred.

Ting Miao remembered the car accident three years ago all the time.

——At the moment when everyone is about to focus on it, the bright spotlight is his longing. In the award ceremony, where all seats are packed, the host standing on the high platform is the senior he admires the most.Ting Miao was sitting in the third row, with sweaty palms, waiting nervously.

He is waiting for Fu Ying.

Not far away, the place where Fu Ying's name was written was empty. Even though the best actor award was coming soon, Fu Ying, who was also a candidate with him, did not come to the scene.

Ting Miao nervously glanced at the location out of the corner of his eye, licking his lips non-stop, his heart beating inexplicably.

"Now, what I want to announce is the winner of the 28th Golden Tree Award for Best Actor—" the host shouted passionately, staring at the audience with a smile on his face:

"Fu Ying...Ting Miao! Congratulations to both of you!!"

The fans at the end of the audience screamed wildly.

The big screen quickly played the film briefs of the two winners.

In the sound of familiar lines, Ting Miao was embraced excitedly by Wen Qin beside him.

Ting Miao's heart skipped a beat, followed by great joy.

The actor with double yolk eggs, he and Fu Ying...

Ting Miao's heart was turbulent, and tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes instantly.

He wiped away his tears, but before he had time to take a look at Fu Ying's seat, he was half-pushed up to the podium by Wen Qin who was crying with joy.

However, Fu Ying never showed up.

The awards office called Fu Ying's name several times, but even his manager or assistant didn't show up.The director of the movie "Crossing the Sea", which made Fu Ying the best actor, also looked around with a puzzled face, and nervously pulled out his mobile phone to ask where Fu Ying was now, but to no avail.

There was a precedent for the winner not being present at the scene before, and the awarding team was not surprised. After controlling the emotions at the scene, the host recited the award speech passionately, and the hostess delivered the trophy.

But Ting Miao's thoughts have been dragged away by Fu Ying.

His already chaotic heart was beating even more suddenly, his face was full of bewilderment, and he didn't even notice that the host was handing over the trophy.

At this time, the news on the large screen outside the award venue actually began to broadcast: "According to media reports on June 6, a traffic accident occurred on the expressway section of Chunjiang Road in Yancheng towards Beijing, causing one person to be seriously injured. It is reported that the injured For well-known actor Fu Ying, reporter Lin Wen will continue to do follow-up reports for you."

"Bang...Bang!"

The golden trophy suddenly fell to the ground.

There was an uproar at the scene.

Countless fans and the media who came to watch Fu Yingling's award rushed out, and the security guards couldn't even control it.

Surrounded by the cries of little girls.

Ting Miao felt cold all over, and suddenly let go of the hand holding the trophy.

Regardless of the trophy falling to the ground, his face suddenly turned pale.

It seemed that after a long time, a strong force supported his body, allowing him to stand still.Ting Miao's eyelashes were blurred, he raised his head, looked at Wen Qin who came to support him at some point, and said in a hoarse voice, "Brother Wen Qin, Fu Ying..."

Only then did Wen Qin see Ting Miao's face, which was covered with tears.

Hot tears kept falling down.

Wen Qin felt sore, and quickly wiped away his tears, coaxing him: "Don't cry, Miaomiao, don't cry."

But I can't wipe it off.

Ting Miao's tears seemed inexhaustible, they kept piling up in the red eye sockets.As long as you flick your eyelashes slightly, tears will roll down without warning.

……

The good weather in early autumn is brought by the cool breeze.

The autumn wind is softer near the mountains.

Ting Miao regained consciousness from his memory, and suddenly felt that the sockets of his eyes were astringent. Fortunately, the wind came quickly and wiped away his unshed tears.

His mind was completely immersed in the awards ceremony three years ago, and he was stunned for a few minutes.

Even when Fu Ying turned the wheelchair over and asked him, she didn't hear clearly.

He only remembered that Brother Wenqin kept whispering in his ear:

"Don't cry, don't cry, Miao Miao."

Ting Miao suddenly had a headache as if his brain was going to explode.

Those pictures kept replaying in his mind like a revolving lantern, and he nodded indiscriminately, pressing the sore and swollen corners of his eyes with red eye circles.

Fu Ying raised her eyes suddenly, her face darkened.

He saw Ting Miao nod his head, and tightly clenched his five fingers resting on the wheelchair into fists.

Sure enough, I was afraid.

Fu Ying's eyes turned cold, and she looked away.

After closing his eyes, he lowered his eyes and didn't want to look at Ting Miao again. With a poker face, he walked past Ting Miao coldly and walked unhurriedly towards the set.

After he left, Ting Miao realized what he had done in a daze.

He patted his head annoyed, bit his lips tightly, and hurried to catch up.

The crew of Poetry Collector is strictly confidential. All actors and staff have signed a non-disclosure agreement, and no outsiders are allowed to enter or leave the set.

When Fu Ying came over in a wheelchair, the originally noisy studio fell silent for a moment.

All the actors who were chatting or reciting their lines looked at him.

His face was full of astonishment.

"That's Fu, Fu Ying?!!!"

"My god, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I'm a longtime fan of Teacher Fu!"

"Damn it, sitting in a wheelchair? Could it be a car accident..."

"Could Mr. Fu be the other male lead in our show? Damn, the director is awesome, you can hire them all! But Fu Ying hasn't filmed for three years, can she still support the male lead?"

Many actors stood up, their shocked and strange eyes moved back and forth on Fu Ying's wheelchair, but no one dared to step forward.

People who haven't seen on the screen for three years should be shocked when they suddenly appear at this moment.What's more, Fu Ying is actually disabled, which is obviously even more shocking.

Thinking of the news of paralyzed vegetative people circulating in the industry over the years, Fu Ying made it sound as if she would never return to the showbiz.

Fu Ying glanced lightly at the set, without stopping, and went straight to the director's room.

The atmosphere of the crew suddenly became strange. How could there be such a quiet time on weekdays?Zhou Dao, who was talking to the screenwriter in front of the monitor, was puzzled, turned his seat, and glanced outside.

At a glance, he saw Fu Ying who was expressionless.

His face was overjoyed, and he quickly pulled the screenwriter over.

Just after chatting with Fu Ying eagerly, Ting Miao, who came late, walked up to them and greeted them one by one with sweet smiles in the corners of his eyes and brows.

Director Zhou looked at the two male protagonists in front of him, nodded in satisfaction, and quickly said: "It's all here, so I won't say much, let's take a photo of the makeup first."

So he led a group of people to the dressing room.

The set was noisy again.

The poetry picker uses Fu Ying as the male lead, and it will be very popular when it is broadcast. After all, the sudden appearance of the actor who has disappeared for three years will inevitably cause some turmoil in the entertainment industry.It's no wonder that Director Zhou didn't reveal the other male protagonist during the opening banquet, presumably he used Fu Ying as his trump card.

But someone quietly questioned.

"He's disabled and in a wheelchair. Can this scene be filmed well?"

"Although the role is bad, there is no need to let the disabled perform it. Let's not talk about acting skills. How convenient is that? I'm afraid the crew will have to surround him. It's not necessary. It's not necessary. It's even more important to recuperate in the hospital." good."

"I'm afraid of delaying the progress, I still have a variety show that I just signed..."

Lin Wenyuan went shopping elsewhere, and when he came back, he realized that the atmosphere on the set was not right.

He listened to the chanting of the actors around him, and called his assistant: "What are they talking about?"

The assistant looked shocked and whispered to him: "Fu Ying is back."

"Fu Ying?" Lin Wenyuan frowned.

The Fu Ying who made Miao Miao shout out in the real interview.

Lin Wenyuan's mind moved quickly, and as soon as he turned his eyes, he thought: "Is he playing Huo Wan?"

"That's right, I'm still in a wheelchair." The assistant twitched her lips, apologizing for Lin Wenyuan: "Brother Lin, you also auditioned for Huo Wan at the time, but I didn't expect the director to find Fu Yinglai. That's right, it's quite good for a cripple to play a cripple."

Lin Wenyuan threw a warning look: "You are not allowed to say this in the future."

He bent his fingers and tapped on the page of the script, lowered his head, and stared at the script for a while.

When the director brought people to the dressing room, the stylist was discussing about choosing clothes.

Seeing Fu Ying following the director, everyone was stunned. They never expected that the actor who had been out of acting for three years would appear again.

Director Zhou said at the right time: "Come on, Chu Fengmo and Huo Wan are both here, let's try on makeup first."

Everyone in the crew knew that Chu Feng decided to be Ting Miao, and Huo Wan's role was only known to the director and screenwriter. At this time, seeing Fu Ying who was still sitting in a wheelchair with a calm face, the leading stylist, Li Jie, immediately reacted. The two assistants took out the prepared clothes.

Ting Miao has filmed costume dramas, and although the costumes are complicated enough, he also dresses well, so he refused the help of a makeup assistant.

It's just that when Sister Li brought Huo Wan's clothes to Fu Ying, she was in trouble.

Sitting in a wheelchair, it must be impossible to wear.

Fu Ying looked silent, with a cold face, and they didn't dare to move.

After a few seconds of stalemate, Director Zhou smiled and said, "Fu Ying, I'll help you—"

"No need." Fu Ying shook her head, took the clothes from Sister Li, and pushed the wheelchair to the dressing room next door to Ting Miao.

After a while, when Ting Miao came out, everyone gasped.

"Damn it!!"

"This is too beautiful, very suitable for ancient costumes!!!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Willow blue regular gown, covered with a light-colored robe, Ting Miao is tall and has well-proportioned bones.At a glance, he was tall and tall, and he looked like a romantic young man walking in the rivers and lakes.

Stylist Li Jie stepped forward excitedly and looked around Ting Miao.

"This is Chu Feng's attire when he first entered the rivers and lakes. It is refreshing and lively. The whole body is mainly willow green, with a moon white robe on the outside. Miaomiao, you look so good."

Sister Li did not hesitate to praise her, her eyes were shining brightly.

This set of costumes was decided after a long discussion by the styling team to ensure that it conforms to the mental state of the poetry collector Chu Fengmo when he first entered the rivers and lakes. It is more lively than the warm and elegant frost color in the later period.

The director also praised: "Not bad."

Sister Li's assistant dragged Ting Miao to sit in front of the makeup mirror.

Chu Fengmo is a gentleman, handsome in the early stage and gentle in the later stage. Sister Li took a makeup brush and applied it on Ting Miao's face, her mouth full of amazement never stopped.

"Miaomiao, your skin is so fair that my sister can't bear to melt it for you."

Ting Miao looked at the glasses with a smile in his eyes.

The young man inside had already put on an ancient costume headgear, with two strands of hair hanging lightly on his chest, red lips and white teeth, and slender eyebrows slightly raised, showing a wanton and lively appearance.

Sister Li quickly put on Ting Miao's makeup as arranged.

After brushing the ends of her eyebrows a few times, she put down her makeup brush, nodded in satisfaction, and called to Director Zhou: "Chu Feng is a gentleman, with clear eyes and a face as clear as willows in spring. Director, Miao Miao has found the right one. Look around Among the actors in the film, I am afraid that no one is more suitable than Miao Miao."

The director is getting better and better.

Ting Miao's face became hot after being praised: "Sister Huahua, you make me blush, but I will trouble you to put on makeup again."

Sister Li's real name is Li Huahua, when she heard Ting Miao's words, her heart trembled violently at the young man with bright lips and bright teeth, and she said with a smile, "All right, I won't talk about you."

Then she straightened Ting Miao's wig that was hanging down her shoulders.

"The shoulders and neckline are perfect, Miao Miao, have you ever studied ballet?"

Ting Miao shook his head: "I have practiced classical dance for several years."

Sister Li raised her eyebrows and adjusted his headgear: "No wonder it looks so good."

Just as he was talking, the door of the dressing room next to him was slowly pushed open, and Ting Miao turned his head hastily, but when he didn't see Fu Ying, his face contorted and he said "ah" in pain.

Sister Li was startled: "Hey, don't worry, don't worry, your hair is entangled."

Helpless, Ting Miao had no choice but to keep his head tilted like this, and Sister Ren Li helped him free the hair that was tangled on the back of the chair.

He tried his best to look at Fu Ying from the corner of his eye, and he was dumbfounded at a glance.

It took almost half an hour to change clothes, Fu Ying was dressed neatly, her face was as cold as when she first entered, and she was not as embarrassed as other people imagined.

The nearly black dark blue robe wrapped Fu Ying's tall and generous body.

He was sitting in a wheelchair, clasped his hands lightly, and glanced at Ting Miao with heavy eyes.

This one glance made Ting Miao's cheeks flush.

"Miao Miao, that's enough... ouch, you child, why are you blushing again?" Sister Li teased, followed Ting Miao's eyes curiously, and when she saw it was Fu Ying, she picked it up eyebrow.

There is no such thing as a wall in the entertainment industry, and Ting Miao's real interviews are still serious live broadcasts. Now everyone in the circle does not know that Ting Miao is thinking about people. I'm afraid they are inseparable.

Sister Li was funny, and brought two assistants to apply makeup on Fu Ying.

He played Huo Wan as a knight-errant, rebellious and rebellious. Sister Li looked in the mirror and added a few ostentatious eyebrows to Fu Ying, making her look sharp.

The deep pupils deepened, and the long and narrow eyes were not angry and majestic.

Coupled with a jade crown of the same color as the robe, the black hair poured out, the face was indifferent, and the eyebrows and eyes were more severe. The knight who entered the rivers and lakes alone but encountered evil things jumped out.

With a satisfied smile on his lips, Director Zhou applauded.

After Ting Miao successfully rescued his hair, he got up awkwardly and stared at Fu Ying without blinking. The young man's worries with his naked face couldn't be hidden in the not-so-spacious dressing room.

Sister Li had to take a photo with the artist every time after she fixed her makeup. Seeing Ting Miao's shy look of hesitating and daring to move forward, she took out her phone and shook it: "You two handsome guys, wouldn't it be okay to take a photo with my sister?"

After finishing speaking, he immediately gave Ting Miao a look.

Ting Miao understood, nodded like a pounding garlic: "Okay, Sister Huahua."

Fu Ying didn't refuse either, and nodded lightly.

"Crack."

A group photo of the three of them was left in Sister Li's cell phone.

The director here saw that the makeup was good, so he greeted him to go out to the studio to take a photo of the makeup. Ting Miao saw the situation and "come here", while rubbing his toes on the ground, he didn't want to go out, his black eyes looked like shining beads Looking at Miss Li.

Naturally, he also ignored the gaze Fu Ying looked at him when he left.

When only Sister Li and herself were left in the dressing room, Ting Miao blinked, resting her chin on her tender palm: "Sister Huahua~"

"Give me a picture." He pouted, making Sister Li's heart flutter without doing anything.

Sister Li shook her head and laughed, and sent Ting Miao a message directly via WeChat.At the end, seeing Ting Miao holding the phone in his hands, he was fascinated, and pointed out as someone who had been there: "If you like it, shoot it. It's not like you to shrink back."

Ting Miao smiled brightly.

But changed the subject: "Sister Huahua is really good at taking pictures."

After finishing speaking, he ran out with the hem of his robe in his hand.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Yuandan girl;