The famous utensil of the superstar

Holding the business card in his hand, Han Zhao felt very funny.

There is a big "Qi" on the business card, which is a bit glaring under the light of the teahouse at this time.

"I thought it was someone who would invite me to meet at night. It turned out to be Mr. Qi, who has been admiring me for a long time." He put his business card in his pocket, raised his eyebrows and glanced at the old man who walked into the door.

Mr. Qi was supported by several bodyguards, leaning on a cane, and wearing a silk Tang suit, which looked quite luxurious, but his face was already wrinkled, with an old and gray color.

He looked at Han Zhao from top to bottom with burning eyes. After watching for a long time, he smiled and waved his hands, "Director Han's presence today is already a compliment. Let's sit down and chat."

He turned around and sat across from him. Han Zhao's long and narrow eyes were half-closed, appearing to be out of interest.

"Is there something wrong with Mr. Qi asking me to meet? Is the Kunlun Consortium planning to sponsor my new film, or is your company planning to negotiate a new film contract with me?"

Old Master Qi took a deep look at him, his eyes moved cloudily, and complex emotions rolled in his half-closed eyes.

The man on the opposite side is indeed very handsome as written in the survey data, especially his long and narrow eyes, which resemble his mother very much. He doesn't look similar to the Qi family at first sight, but if you look closely, you can see You will find that his nose and face shape are almost carved out of Qi Feng's.

To be honest, nearly 30 years have passed, and he never thought that the child who was still in his infancy and dismissed without looking at it carefully was still alive, and even now he is a well-known director in the entertainment circle .

So when his subordinate showed him the investigation materials, he almost suspected that he had made a mistake.

"Neither of them." With a low cough, he shook his head and said, "Director Han, maybe I should call you Qi Ming, I don't have any purpose in asking you to meet today, I just want to see your left-behind grandson. "

Qi Ming?

Han Zhao raised his eyebrows, showing an absurd expression, "Mr. Qi, I wonder if you made a mistake, I have been surnamed Han since I was a child, and I never had a second surname.

As he said that, he frowned in disappointment, "I thought it was some kind of big deal for you to ask me out at night, but it turned out to be an oolong drama. This is too funny."

After emptying a cup of tea, he stood up and said, "Mr. Qi, if you know what I do, you probably also know that I have a bad temper and never do things that are not beneficial. Since you are not talking about business with me today , but inexplicably talking about your family affairs to me, an outsider who met for the first time, then I have no interest, I will treat you to this cup of tea, and I will be filming tomorrow morning, let’s take a step first, you take it easy."

"I also know that you have resentment in your heart. I must blame the Qi family for not coming to you until now, but you have not heard from you for so many years. Now I naturally have to get evidence before I can come to you." Mr. Qi coughed and took a stack of documents. Put it on the table.

Han Zhao raised his eyebrows with a half-smile, and opened the file in a big way, and a stack of photos and investigation records fell out.

From when his mother came to look for Qi Shaoze with him in his arms, but was turned away, to when his mother died, and he was sent to an orphanage by the community alone; from being adopted by Hande to the United States, to all the records of his growth...

One after another, I don't know how many methods were used to investigate these things, but these reminded him once again of the cold-blooded and ruthless Qi family back then.

From the scumbag father who gave birth to him but ignored him, to this hypocritical old man in front of him, and even that young master Qi Feng who has the right time and place...

Where were he and his mother when they were eating delicious food, drinking hot food, and enjoying billions of dollars in wealth and luxury?Eating bran and swallowing vegetables is precarious, and he didn't get a penny from the Qi family. If it wasn't for his good luck to meet a nobleman, he might have become a pile of rotten bones by now.

"It seems that I have been abroad for a long time, and I didn't know that the well-known chairman of the Qi family has a hobby of tracking down other people's privacy."

Han Zhao raised his eyebrows with a half-smile, and threw the documents aside, "So, what is your appointment with me today?"

His answer was tantamount to acquiescing that he was indeed from the Qi family. Mr. Qi half-closed his eyes and let out a long sigh, "I only found out about your mother back then. Shaoze, that is, your father, was indeed the one who did it." That's not right, if I had known about this a long time ago, I would have stepped forward to stop it back then. I have searched carefully for so many years, but I never thought that you would go to the United States, so the clues were cut off, which makes me very sorry, Qi Ming, it's me and the Qi family who are sorry for you."

As he said that, he coughed, looked at Han Zhao for a moment and said, "I have no other purpose in looking for you this time, but I am excited and want to see you, and I am relieved to see that you are doing well now. "

Han Zhao glanced at him expressionlessly, "My surname is Han, not Qi Ming. Anyway, I have nothing to do with you, so I don't want to mention what happened back then. Now that you've seen it, I'm leaving. "

He got up, but Old Master Qi didn't stop him, and said in a deep voice, "Qi Ming, do you want to come back and be the heir of the Qi family?"

Han Zhao paused, and heard him continue behind his back, "I have been looking for you for so many years, and now that I have told you about this matter, we don't have to hide it. I came to you this time because I want you to go home. The Qi family is your root after all. If you recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors, our family reunion is also my wish for so many years. Now I finally found you. I hope you can come back and give the Qi family a make up for you. Opportunity."

Han Zhao couldn't help laughing out loud as if he heard some big joke.

This old man is smart, and he is not stupid. Who would not say such beautiful words, if he really wants to let him go back, it has been almost 30 years, and with the financial resources of the Qi family, will he not be found?What's more, as soon as he appeared now, the old man got such detailed information about himself, which shows that it's not that he can't find it, but it's a question of whether he is willing to find it.

It is impossible for him to let go of his mother's tragic death and his hatred for the Qi family for so many years with a few provocative words.

"There's no need to make up for it. I'm a hot-tempered person, and I won't say any mild words. To be honest, I haven't considered the Qi family as my family since I was a child, so naturally I won't go to a stranger's house to recognize my ancestors. Please save yourself. "

This time he had made up his mind to go, picked up his clothes and stepped out of the gate, at this moment Mr. Qi spoke in a deep voice.

"In order to show my sincerity, I will give you a part of my shares. Even if there is only 1% of the shares of the Kunlun Consortium, it is much more than you working hard to make movies. I am not joking but I sincerely share with you. You talk."

Han Zhao sneered, he didn't even bother to turn his head back, the tightness in his chest came back just as he was walking, and he covered his heart and coughed violently.

"I saw it all on the basketball court just now."

Old Master Qi spoke suddenly without any warning, Han Zhao paused, and narrowed his long and narrow eyes immediately.

He and Luo Qiubai were the only ones on the basketball court just now, what did the old man see?

"Luo Qiubai is a soft-hearted person, and he accepts death very much. He only has Xiaofeng in his heart. Do you think that with your ability, you can let him go obediently with you?"

Having said that, he paused for a moment, stared at Han Zhao's cold back and said, "Qi Ming, you don't have to give me an answer today, I will give you time to think about it."

Han Zhao lowered his eyes to cover up the emotions inside, coughed, sneered and slammed the door without hesitation, completely ignoring the old man in the room.

After the man left, Daoist Sun, who had been following him all the time, came out with a little worry, "Master, with all due respect, you didn't recognize him before going home, why do you suddenly want to recognize him now? I don't think the young master's temper will be because of He bows to you."

The old man coughed and became more and more ill. "He will always bow his head one day. Now his wings are stiff and he flies around. Is it because he has money? I just want him to recognize the reality. If there is no money, there will be no Qi family and me." This grandfather, Qi Feng, is nothing."

The night wind was howling, and the door was knocked open with a "bang", and he was unsteady and fell to the ground, with severe chest pains.

At this time the phone rang, and he coughed and touched the phone to answer it.

"Uncle Han De...cough cough...uncle..."

The voice on the other end of the phone tensed up, and he said eagerly, "Are you sick again? Why is the attack getting worse recently, have you taken your medicine?"

Han Zhao stood up staggeringly, his whole body was weak, and his chest hurt like it was being torn apart. He stumbled and touched Suxiao Jiuxin Pill and Sexual Inhibitor. As he went down, he kept coughing, and a painful voice came from the receiver. It took a long time before he finally breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, he was already sweating profusely.

"Uncle, the clinic in San Francisco has run out of inhibitors, please help me send some... Cough, if I don't have this thing, I will die in minutes."

Han Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, and even smiled when he opened his mouth.

Hande was anxious over there, "What's the use of you only eating this kind of thing? Didn't your mother tell you when she was dying that you might also have some shit family genetic disease, and asked you to find someone born in a cloudy year and a cloudy moon?" Wife? Is this really reliable!"

Han Zhao sneered, thinking to himself, of course this is true.When my mother was still the secretary of that scumbag Qi Shaoze, she had heard him talk about this matter with the old man.

The Qi family didn't help him at all, but brought him this catastrophic disease.From a very young age, he knew that he would not live to be 30 years old. Once he got sick, his passion would explode. No matter how many people he slept with and how many times he vented, he could not relieve it. Moreover, when his sexual desire came up, his heart would ache. Even more powerful, to the point where life is worse than death.

Only then did he know that this strange disease like the Arabian Nights was definitely not a legend, but actually existed in him, and he had to find a furnace to cure his disease.

But in a place like the United States, where there is no expert guidance, how can he know who is born in a cloudy year?

In order to alleviate his condition, he had to take illegal drugs. This kind of sexual suppressant can restrain the emotional tide and make him calm down when he is in a turbulent state. The time of action is getting shorter and shorter, and the condition is getting worse with age. He often wonders if he continues to eat, will he become a eunuch who does not lift before he dies.

"Han Zhao, you are already thirty this year, and now you are returning to China. I don't believe that you can't find a suitable stove with your conditions. Both men and women are good. You save your life first, why do you have to find that person? Can't?"

In half a year, the 30-year-old is coming to an end, and his death is coming soon.

"Yeah, why?"

Han Zhao said a few words to himself, answered a few words, hung up the phone, and turned on the headlights.

The room was filled with brilliance, the computer was on, and there were several photos of Luo Qiubai in "Blind Voice" and several photos of him and Qi Feng walking the red carpet together. There was a box of children's cold medicine on the corner of the table. .

It's probably because he took away everything I wanted, and nothing belonged to me, so I tried every means to get it back, right?

Han Zhao flipped through the calendar, he really didn't have many days left.

***

In a blink of an eye, summer is approaching, and Luo Qiubai received a great news.

No.20 The third Green International Film Festival is about to open. As a qualified and authoritative selection of film competitions, its status in the entertainment industry is as light as light.The Green Award is only awarded once every two years, and because of the long selection period and the large number of entries, even being nominated is an extremely honorable and affirmed by the audience.

"Song of the Setting Sun", as a film that broke the domestic box office record a year ago and has not been surpassed so far, has naturally been favored by the judges of the film festival, and won the best film, best director, best shot, etc. With seven nominations, he became the well-deserved uncrowned king.

And Luo Qiubai, as the leading actor in "Song of the Setting Sun", was nominated for both Best Actor and Best Newcomer Awards, although the several popular TV series he participated in before won him a lot Praise and trophies, but this is the first time in the film festival, when he heard the news, he was completely dumbfounded.

"Zheng...Zheng Yan Wang, can you say it again? I was nominated?!" Luo Qiu trembled with white hands, almost smashing Tuantuan's feeding bottle.

Zheng Huaijiang laughed over there. He usually has a vicious mouth and rarely smiles, but now he actually laughed out loud, which shows that he is also in a pretty good mood.

"Yes, you heard it right, your kid has hit the big luck this time, but I have one more important thing to tell you, you have to be mentally prepared."

Speaking of the last few words, Zheng Huaijiang suddenly lowered his voice, causing Luo Qiubai's heart to rise as well, with a bad premonition in his heart, "Didn't something go wrong again?"

"It's a bit tricky."

Zheng Huaijiang paused for a moment, and when Luo Qiubai put his heart into his throat, he suddenly said, "Just now I received a notice from the organizing committee of the Green Film Festival, inviting you to be a special guest to appear in the micro-film at the opening ceremony of the film festival .”

As soon as these words came out, Luo Qiubai was stunned and couldn't believe his ears.

The Green Film Festival has a tradition, that is, every time the most popular director makes a micro-movie to pay tribute to all filmmakers. Of course, this is not the point. There is even a joke in the entertainment circle: Green is in the movie, and Taurus is holding the trophy.

It means that those who can act in micro-films will have a good start at the top film festival of the Golden Bull Awards in the second year.Although I don't know how this sentence came about, many famous actor and actress seem to confirm this "joke".

Many well-known directors at home and abroad also look at this platform, and select suitable actors for their next work through micro-movies. After all, actors who are favored by the organizing committee have a greater chance of winning awards.

Therefore, the candidates for each micro-film have always been the focus of everyone, and the influence and opportunities they bring are even more coveted by many artists.

It wasn't until Zheng Huaijiang yelled a few times in his ear that Luo Qiubai came back to his senses suddenly, surprised and puzzled in his heart, "This is obviously a good thing, why do you say it's tricky?"

"Because the time for microfilm shooting is very tight, and you have to rush to line up "Blind Voice" and several commercials recently, so the schedule is very full." Zheng Huaijiang paused at this point, "This time there are also Ye Cheng and Yun Jinshu. These few celebrities are competing for the best actor, you have little hope, so don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Luo Qiubai continued to laugh, "I thought you were going to say something serious, so that's it, I'm very happy to be nominated, Lord Yan, you have the time to worry that I won't get the award, why don't you think about the film festival?" What suit do I wear one day."

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Zheng Huaijiang gave him a few more precautions, and then helped him ask for leave from the production team of "Blind Voice". After communicating with the organizing committee of the Green Film Festival, he sent the script to Luo Qiubai's mailbox .

In the past, the Green Film Festival favored suspenseful action scripts, but this year it was ingenious, and the selected script turned out to be a bloody war film.

The story is not new, it is nothing more than a story of a poor boy leaving his hometown to join the army in order to defend the country, but the background is set in the turbulent era of the Republic of China. The baptism of war and the era of heroes gave the whole story a more tragic tone. The lines are written in every detail, the national hatred and family hatred, the love between children and other dramas have strong conflicts, and it makes people feel hearty to read it in one breath.

Luo Qiubai will play this time this poor boy who shed his blood for the sake of the war, and finally died on the battlefield separated from his wife.

At this moment, he felt a strong and hot body suddenly sticking up to him, hugging him from behind, and forcibly snatching the script from his hand and throwing it aside.

Luo Qiubai turned his head at this time, glanced at the man in suit and leather shoes behind him, and said with a smile, "When did you come back, why is there no movement at all?"

He's been busy filming recently, and Qi Feng often works overtime in the company, it's rare for the two of them to talk together on the same sofa like this.

Qi Feng half-closed his eyes and looked at him, he didn't speak or let go, there seemed to be some displeasure in his pupils.

It has been more than half an hour since he entered the door, and his wife only found out that he was back now.

Luo Qiubai didn't care either, and after taking off his tie with a smile, he picked up the script on the table and recited his lines, this time Qi Feng took it away and threw it aside.

"Hey, don't make trouble, I'm going to start filming tomorrow, and I haven't finished memorizing the lines yet."

Qi Feng held down his hand, raised his chin towards the opened page of the script, and said in a cold voice, "This scene is a naked scene."

Luo Qiubai was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he was talking about the scene where he went to the battlefield shirtless tomorrow. He couldn't help laughing, and asked pretendingly puzzled, "What's wrong with the naked scene?"

"I have debuted for more than six years, and I have filmed several romance films. Isn't it normal to show off? Besides, I have also filmed underwear commercials before."

Mentioning the underwear advertisement, Qi Feng frowned even tighter.

"Is it normal to take it off for the whole world to see?" Doesn't his wife know that the first thing that must be done after marriage is to be faithful to the marriage in body and soul?

Thinking that his wife had not only photographed once, but also many times before, the more he thought about it, the more he frowned, "Do you just like cuddling with others?"

Luo Qiu couldn't help but laugh, what kind of cuddling and cuddling with the enemy, "That's all fake, okay, besides, it's all men in this fight tomorrow, you think too much."

This made Qi Feng even more unhappy.

Does Fu Ronggou really like this kind of drama, and think that being eaten tofu by others is very beautiful in her heart?Do not obey women's morals.

Thinking of this, he picked up the script and flipped through it, planning to find the contact number of the person in charge of the crew, and discuss with him the necessity of deleting nude scenes.

In the end, it didn't matter if it turned over. Looking at this scene, there were not only nude scenes but also a confession.

"Tomorrow, you will play it for me first."

"Why, Boss Qi still wants to watch it for free? Is the price not cheap for me to act?"

Luo Qiubai pushed him a little bit, but he let it go, anyway, Qi Feng would play a part for him if he wanted to see him, as a warm-up for tomorrow.Thinking that he picked up the script conveniently, followed the actions and lines over and over again.

But at the end of the performance, when he was seriously injured and missed his wife far away, he suddenly got stuck, because there was a confession in this scene, just three words.

Qi Feng raised his eyebrows and glanced at him. At this moment, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Why don't you act? Stop acting halfway through the act, and you still want me to pay?"

Luo Qiubai coughed in a low voice, and finally understood that the big bird monster was dissatisfied with his nude scenes, and he couldn't tell his awkwardness in person, so he tried to take advantage of him here.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled, and hugged Tuan Tuan. The little guy made a "Yi Ya" sound, and his little meaty claws pinched his father's front front.

Luo Qiubai kissed his son, pretending to say, "Baby, Daddy loves you."

The little guy giggled when he was kissed, waved his paws "uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh".

Qi Feng, who was waiting to confess his love, was preempted by his son, he was so jealous, since the family had this stupid son, it was like lighting up a [-]-watt light bulb, how annoying!

He put the little guy under his armpit, ignored the little guy's babbling laughter, turned around and went upstairs without saying a word to Luo Qiubai.

"Qi Feng." Luo Qiubai stopped him with a smile behind his back, "If you're really dissatisfied with my nude scene, and you're worried that I'll be eaten tofu, welcome to the scene tomorrow to supervise."

Qi Feng snorted coldly, and said angrily, "No, I don't have time to look at this mess."

After speaking, he went into the bedroom without looking back, but the next day he showed up on the set without any warning, which shocked everyone in the crew.

He used the brokerage company to observe artists and was also one of the investors. He sat aside in a fair manner, saying that he wanted to see the progress of the filming, but he never took his eyes off Luo Qiubai, as if he didn't care about outsiders at all. How to look at the posture.

None of the people present were fools, so they naturally guessed what he was here for, so they kept their heads down and were busy with their work. Even the director didn't ask him why he appeared here.

Luo Qiubai couldn't laugh or cry because of such a big battle of men. Seeing the excited faces of those next to him and Qi Feng, he felt a little helpless.

Come on, come on, as if you were afraid that people all over the world would not know, you just don't know what to say about this guy.

This time, the shooting location of the microfilm happened to collide with the crew of "Blind Voice", and Han Zhao's people were separated by a tent.

After the unhappiness last time, Luo Qiubai never spoke to Han Zhao again, except for the necessary filming, he never communicated with him at all, and even now he is shooting a micro movie next door, and he never went to say hello.

After changing clothes and walking out of the dressing room, the filming officially started.

This scene is a big breaking point of the whole movie. Shanghai fell, internal and external troubles, the poor boy resolutely served the country with his own body and joined the death squads. In the pool of blood, hallucinations appeared in a trance, thinking that his wife appeared in front of him, hugging her tightly and desperately, speaking love words, because he knew that this might be the last time they met in this life.

Everything was done according to the script. Luo Qiubai cooperated tacitly with the actors who played the role of comrades-in-arms. The rehearsal was over once, but when the camera really started to work and the rain was pouring down, he did not follow the original plan. to act.

He jumped up and blocked the gun with his body, the plasma burst from him, and he fell slowly, everything was like a long shot, at this time the camera moved to him, capturing the expression on his face at close range .

It was too cold, he was shaking from the cold, his pupils were shaking, and everyone at the scene was waiting for him to hug his "transformed" wife and give him the last kiss in this life.

But he smiled softly, looking at the broken rivers and mountains and the comrades who died everywhere, he did not hug that woman, but leaned in her arms, like a prodigal son who finally returned home and traveled far away, raising his hands tremblingly. After touching her side face, when she opened her eyes again, a pair of eyes passed through the rain curtain and were infinitely magnified by the lens.

At this time, he slowly looked towards the sky, and when he turned his head, his eyes were fixed on the direction of Qi Feng behind the camera, and the love words that should be said to his "wife" with the script turned into a shallow murmur, "I just look at it like this With you, it's been a lifetime."

This sentence was not in the script. Everyone at the scene, including the heroine, was stunned. Then he closed his eyes, as if to cover up the sadness of parting, and smiled lightly: "Because... I only have you .”

It's not the affectionate "I love you", but I only have you, the only you.

Qi Feng's heart seemed to be hit suddenly by something sharp, and he froze on the chair, unable to move.

The camera faithfully recorded every expression and tone of Luo Qiubai, such gazes seemed to lock him in place, and he almost forgot to breathe.

His wife had never expressed her love to him in such a formal way. Even the weird symbol sent to him before the business trip could not replace the shocking power of hearing it in person.

When Qi Feng came back to his senses, his heart was beating so fast that he could barely sit on the chair, and at this time the play was over, Luo Qiubai took advantage of his unpreparedness and gently blinked at him, making Qi Feng wish he could Pulled him into his arms on the spot.

This way of acting is so exciting...

His heart was going to be broken.

Although he didn't act according to the script, Luo Qiubai's performance was approved by the director. At this time, the studio was very lively, and no one noticed when Han Zhao stood at the door.

He saw everything in the scene just now. Thinking of the way the two of them were staring at each other just now, he clenched his fists and left without a sound.

A few days later, the Green Film Festival finally opened.

The bright stars almost eclipsed the starlight, with rich clothes, fragrant cars and BMWs, countless well-known celebrities and superstars all appeared on the stage, and the flashing lights joined together. This is a movie feast.

Luo Qiubai came alone, dressed in a black suit, with neatly combed hair, looking like a retro and elegant gentleman, chatting, laughing and waving, causing many fans to scream.

"...The one who is walking towards us now is Luo Qiubai, who is very popular and in the limelight. He is really handsome today. Fans, don't you think so!"

The passionate words of the supporters caused a burst of screaming at the scene, and reporters and the media frantically took pictures of Luo Qiubai.

The host handed over the microphone and asked, "Qiu Bai, as we all know that you have not only been nominated for the Best Actor and Best Newcomer awards this time, but also acted as the leading actor in the micro-movie presented at the opening ceremony. May I ask how you feel now? How is it? The fans are all looking forward to your wonderful performance, and of course they are even more looking forward to you being able to win both awards. Do you have confidence in winning the award?"

Luo Qiubai smiled and blinked, "I must be very excited. This is the first time I have participated in an awards ceremony of this level. To be honest, I was a little nervous, so in order to cover up my trembling legs, I wore black pants .”

One sentence made the host and fans laugh.

"As for winning the award...it is definitely the best, but I am very happy to be nominated. Of course, I dreamed that I won the award yesterday, so in fact, I have already written in my hand. Tell you?"

The laughter and screams from the fans became more intense, and the host also liked his humor very much. He couldn't help but asked with a smile, "What if I don't win the prize? Wouldn't the words written in the palm of my hand be wasted?"

"If you don't win an award, treat yourself to a big meal. As for the words in your palm, I will save it for everyone to read next time."

A few words made the atmosphere more lively. After walking the red carpet, the awards ceremony had already begun before a few minutes of rest.

Sitting under the stage, Zheng Huaijiang was next to him, and Ye Cheng was originally on the right, but unfortunately he didn't have time to come back to participate because of filming.

When the lights at the scene dimmed, the huge rear-projection screen began to play the theme song slowly, and then the screen turned, the military song was loud, and the screen of the old movie of the Republic of China slowly rolled out, Luo Qiubai was carrying a gun with his face full As soon as the scene of blood charging and killing the enemy appeared, there was a burst of applause from the scene.

At this time, Luo Qiubai's mood was even more nervous than when "Song of the Setting Sun" was first released. The screen was played frame by frame, from the lingering love to the bloody battlefield, all the atmosphere of the audience was mobilized. At the end of the movie In one scene, Luo Qiubai was lying on his back in the sea of ​​blood covered in blood, the horn of victory sounded in the distance, and he quietly looked at the sky amidst cheers.

At this time, there was heavy rain, and the picture overlapped with the first scene. He thought of his beloved lover.

"I've been looking at you like this for a lifetime."

Furonggou's voice echoed throughout the venue, bathed in the joy of victory, he stretched out his hand to touch the sky, as if he touched the complete and unified outline of the motherland's rivers and mountains, and also touched the pretty face of his lover who was waiting for him to go home...

The melodious and mellow cello sounded, and warm applause broke out throughout the whole process. The golden curtain was instantly pulled away: "No. 20 The Third Green International Film Festival begins now!"

Zheng Huaijiang cast admiring glances at Luo Qiubai, Luo Qiubai smiled, his phone vibrated suddenly, and he took it out to see that it was a text message from Qi Feng.

When I opened it, there was not a single word, only a photo, all smiling and dancing, and his little hand was held up by Qi Feng, and he stretched out his thumb to give him a big thumbs up.

Luo Qiubai was amused by his son's stupidity, and replied with [(づ￣3￣)づ] and then the live prize began.

"Song of the Setting Sun" undoubtedly became the winner this night. Morikawa won the three awards of best director, best film and best lens, and the scenery is infinite.

When it was time for the best actor, Luo Qiubai's heart was raised, his palms were covered with sweat, and the lights were shining. When the award presenter read someone's name, Luo Qiubai said it was a lie that he was not lost.

Ye Cheng also didn't win the award, so he sent him a crying emoji with an international text message, which cured Luo Qiubai.

He smiled and said to Zheng Huaijiang next to him, "Sen Chuan won so many awards, but lost the best actor, do you think he will kill me and Ye Cheng?"

"You have a good attitude. I think you are glass-hearted. After all, this is the first time and it means a lot to you."

"You also said it was the first time, who can be the leading actor for the first time." Luo Qiubai smiled back.

After the best actor was awarded, Luo Qiubai didn't feel nervous anymore, and continued to watch the ceremony as if he was watching a show. It wasn't until the award presenter suddenly spoke that he suddenly remembered that he still had a nomination for the best newcomer.

"The competition for the best newcomer award this year is also very fierce, but no matter what, there is only one best candidate in the eyes of the judges, and he is—"

The guests paused intentionally, and the drumbeat sounded in full swing. Before Luo Qiubai could react at all, he opened the envelope, "No. 20th Green Film Festival, the best newcomer award is "Song of the Setting Sun" - Luo Qiubai Qiu Bai!"

Luo Qiubai did not parry at all, and he was pushed onto the stage by the cheers and applause of Zheng Huaijiang and the audience.

Standing in the thousands of stars, he held up the heavy trophy, smiling a little helplessly and shyly, but more courageous and confident.

The fans in the audience screamed "Thank you CCTV, thank you MTV", and Luo Qiubai couldn't help laughing, "Thank you for the affirmation of me by the jury, and thank you for giving me the opportunity to act in such a good script for a micro film. I used to My biggest dream is to play a character with ten lines, but now I am standing here, thank you everyone."

At this point, he paused and held up the little golden man, "Finally, um... I also want to thank someone who has never left me, and my precious son, I love you all. Sorry, I didn't memorize the manuscript well, Try to work harder next time.”

Together with applause and laughter at the scene, accompanied by frantically flashing flashlights, Luo Qiubai was illuminated under the bright starlight.

After the awards ceremony was over, Luo Qiubai left from behind, and was surprised to find that Qi Feng's car was parked there. Before he could react, he was dragged into the car. She hugged him tightly and kissed him deeply.

It was pitch black all around, and no one noticed that Han Zhao, who was in a formal attire, was also walking through the back door. He looked at the two people in the car who were kissing passionately, raised his eyebrows, and finally dialed a number.

"I agree with what you said."