After dressing as a villain, I really did a fake scene with the actor

All the voices were intertwined, and the noise made Jing Yiyuan feel a little headache.

But his heart was in a mess. He raised his head and glanced at Fei Wen, who was also looking at him.

The smile was deep, and all the reflections in the pupils were his own face, nothing else.

"Really want to kiss?" Fei Wen probably took Jing Yiyuan's gaze as a request.

Jing Yiyuan rested his head on the other person's chest, and he could still feel the vibration when he spoke. This short sentence made his head start to become confused.

It's not that he hasn't kissed him before, but isn't it a bit too shy on such a fair occasion?

"Kiss one! Kiss one!"

The voices around him became louder and louder, and almost everyone standing by the red carpet started booing, which didn't end well.

Fei Wen held Jing Yiyuan in his arms, and after the two signed their names with golden signature pens, the staff pushed the wheelchair over.

Jing Yiyuan sat firmly in the wheelchair.

At this time, he must have a stronger sense of oppression just now.

Everyone on the field focused their eyes on themselves. They were all taller than Jing Yiyuan, and their eyes were almost looking down, except for the people who squatted down to take pictures.

The voice still didn't stop, Jing Yiyuan felt a little embarrassed, reached out and pulled Fei Wen's sleeve.

Then a shadow enveloped him, and he gently placed a kiss on the face.

It didn't fall presumptuously on the lips, but lightly as if caressing something fragile.

However, under the voice of the media, being able to pay attention to actual actions has given them enough face.

Enough photos are taken, and the next step is the interview session.

The recent media is probably because of their CP enthusiasm. Most of the questions asked are about Jing Yiyuan and Feiwen.

"Mr. Jing Yiyuan, have you watched the live recording of the first episode of the show? The cumulative ratings of the first live broadcast of the first show were deciphered in a short period of time. Did you ever think that this would happen before? scene?"

The media handed it to him with a bent body like a microphone, and Jing Yiyuan smiled at the photographer behind him.

"I didn't watch the live recording. I always feel that it's a bit strange to watch my own variety show. Regarding the ratings, I'm still quite confident, because we have such a good director team, and there are many , very capable actors and teachers to participate in the show together."

"But before that, I really didn't expect that there would be a scene like today, that is, my feet became like this. Now when I see a group of you standing next to me, I feel a sense of oppression, as if I am The ugly duckling among a flock of swans."

Jing Yiyuan was half joking and half answering the media's questions. He thought it was a very smart way of handling it.

He looked down at his feet while talking, and the photographer also pulled his feet closer to the camera in a very dignified manner.

"By the way, about the problem of the feet, some fans should ask this question. Don't worry, the feet will recover completely in a few days. It's just that the doctor said it's best not to get off the ground and exercise too much, so I just sit all the time. wheelchair."

Jing Yiyuan's eyes were curved, and her smile was as bright as the stars.

"It's great to be safe and sound. I also want to ask Mr. Jing Yiyuan, do you know the hot searches for the wedding photos of you and Fei Wen in the first episode of the show?"

Jing Yiyuan stayed at home to rest these few days, and the news was a bit behind.

At least I don’t check Weibo very often, and I even seldom use WeChat.

It's completely emptying out my state, and the four words of eating, drinking and having fun are what I think of.

So when he heard this question, he was a little surprised. He didn't know that he was resting at all, and he was on another hot search these days.

Fei Wen never mentioned it.

Jing Yiyuan looked up at Fei Wen, and said softly, "Brother, do you know about this? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Talking cutely and asking questions, and sitting in a wheelchair is so pitiful, it makes people's heart tremble.

Fei Wen knelt down and reached out to touch Jing Yiyuan's head.

"There's no need to know, just take care of your injuries."

Jing Yiyuan felt the touch on the top of his head, and the man in front of him did not shy away from his eyes.

Jing Yiyuan did not lose the battle, but stared at him abruptly, but in the end the other party immediately avoided it, and he did not know why.

Jing Yiyuan did not delve too deep into it, and continued to answer questions from the media.

"Actually, the wedding photos are quite a messy event. I won't say the reason, everyone should know. I don't think I was particularly ugly in that issue. The makeup artist's skills are quite good."

"It's actually quite good-looking, mainly because Mr. Jing Yiyuan's looks are more attractive. There is also a last question that many netizens asked me to ask. I just want to ask about Jing Yiyuan and Fei Wen's best actor, and the wedding photo suggestions have already been prepared. So, when will the wedding date be set?"

This question is difficult for people.

You can't talk nonsense about the issue of the wedding date. If you say it, if no one honors it, it won't make people laugh.

Besides, they don't have a completely definite relationship now.

Even after the relationship is confirmed, there may be some reasons for breaking up. There is really no way to answer this kind of question.

Jing Yiyuan was a little embarrassed for a while, not knowing how to solve this problem.

Time seemed to stay like this for a few seconds, and the surrounding sounds slowly disappeared and became quieter.

Jing Yiyuan opened his mouth, but still didn't know how to answer.

Fortunately, Fei Wen responded quickly, and spoke first: "As for the wedding date, we will inform everyone in advance when it is finalized."

Jing Yiyuan felt a little stupid, it was obviously a very simple question, why did he hesitate for so long?

Isn't it over with an ambiguous answer?

Maybe he really took this relationship a little too seriously.

After entering the arena, the air conditioner turned on and the temperature became higher.

Because of the red carpet, the people who came didn't wear many clothes.

All of them are at the top of the fashion trend, even if it is cold, they have to bear it.

But everyone wears long-sleeved trousers, so cover them up as much as possible.

However, only Jing Yiyuan is different.

These are for him, the white shirt is looser, with some silver chains on the front cuffs, giving it a cool boyish style.

At first glance, Jing Yiyuan felt that it was not bad, and it was considered to be a relatively well-behaved dress.

But when he entered the changing room, he realized that it was a fucking alluring shirt.

The front of the shirt is very simple, and it is really no different from the looser sports shirts on the market.

But this shirt has been hollowed out from the center of the back to the waist, exposing the entire back waist, and simply hanging a few silver chains to connect the two sides.

It is a bit like the style of H country people.

It's a pity that time didn't give him a chance to make a choice, and he was hurriedly dragged to the scene after changing clothes.

Fortunately, the air conditioner in the venue was turned on very high, so I didn't feel cold.

Originally, Jing Yiyuan chose to take a wheelchair to wander around the venue, but among this group of standing people, the sense of oppression was not usually strong.

So in the end he sat on the high chair and ate silently on the wine table.

Although I can't move around anymore, it's much better to just eat, drink, and chat with people I meet than to be bored at home.

Looking at the various colors of wine on the table, Jing Yiyuan couldn't help swallowing. He smelled them one by one, and they were all filled with a faint aroma of wine and fruit.

The more I look at it, the more I want to taste each one.

It's not that he hasn't drunk fruit wine before, this is the first time he has seen so many categories, it would be a waste of money not to drink it.

Fei Wen settled down well, and a group of people came over beside him.

It seemed that they all wanted him to cooperate, Jing Yiyuan knew that he was not qualified to intervene, so before Fei Wen chatted with them, he asked a question.

"Can I drink?"

Very well-behaved.

In fact, this is his freedom, but after experiencing the last drunken situation, Jing Yiyuan still has some self-knowledge about what he did after drunk.

So even if he wanted to drink, he had to find someone willing to take him home.

Looking at Jing Yiyuan, Fei Wen couldn't help frowning, and looked around at the wine on the wine table.

"Brother ~ good brother ~ can I drink or not? If you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence, and then you will be responsible for taking me home."

Jing Yiyuan looked at the other party unmoved, and couldn't help launching a coquettish attack.

No matter how fierce the film king is, it is impossible to ignore his wife acting like a baby in public.This will not only lose your identity, but it may even make headlines the next day.

"The doctor said……"

Just as Fei Wen was about to use the doctor as an excuse, Jing Yiyuan shook out the written manuscript in advance.

"Brother, don't use the doctor's order as a shield. I asked the doctor before when I went for a follow-up examination. The doctor said that in this state, I can eat and drink anything, but I can't walk! You just let Shall I drink it once! I promise I will never drink it, just drink a little more."

"Okay, but only for one drink."

Fei Wen stroked his red wine glass, looked at the colorful fruit wine glasses on the table, and finally let go.

Jing Yiyuan only drank one cup.

But for some reason, this glass of wine made Jing Yiyuan feel dizzy.

But after drinking it all, Jing Yiyuan couldn't help but spit it out again.

In the end, he couldn't hold on and fell on the wine table.

People around have their own arrangements, either chatting with this person, or discussing cooperation with that person.

No one noticed that a person on the wine table had collapsed.

No one noticed that a man in a black jacket slipped to Jing Yiyuan's side.

In fact, Jing Yiyuan didn't fall asleep completely, he still retained some sanity, but the wine was really too dizzy, and he couldn't hold on.

A pair of warm hands landed on his lower back.

Jing Yiyuan thought it was Fei Wen at first, so she didn't resist.

Unexpectedly, those hands slowly rubbed along the hollowed out back, the thickness of the calluses was not like Fei Wen's hands, but rather like an elderly person.

Jing Yiyuan suddenly woke up, did not turn around abruptly but grabbed the other party firmly.

"who are you?"

Jing Yiyuan reminded herself to be calm, this is not her home, but a venue watched by countless eyes and the media.

The author has something to say: Catch bugs later, and there will be more later.

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