who is my old gong tonight

Qi Shaoyang saw Jiang Kaiyu and Yan Hao beside him at a glance, and inexplicably felt hostility.

"Si Rui, you are... very different today." Qi Shaoyang walked up to Jiang Kaiyu, expressing his astonishment unabashedly in his eyes, then turned his eyes to look at Yan Hao beside Jiang Kaiyu, "This is... "

"President Yan, I didn't expect you to be here today." Qi Shaofeng took a step forward and extended his right hand to Yan Hao.

Yan Hao only nodded, stretched out his right hand and shook Qi Shaofeng in a stylized way.

Jiang Kaiyu waited for the two to shake hands before introducing to Qi Shaoyang: "This is my brother, Yan Hao."

Qi Shaoyang unconsciously reduced his hostility towards Yan Hao a lot, followed by fear: "So this is the rumored President Yan!" The change from the Yan Hao he had seen before was also too great.

Yan Hao didn't speak, just stared at Qi Shaoyang with his eyes, Qi Shaoyang felt that he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, and his scalp was numb.

Qi Shaofeng looked at Jiang Kaiyu from the side for a while, and seeing his younger brother's embarrassed expression, he said to ease the atmosphere: "This is Si Rui? I often hear Shaoyang mentioning you recently. I was still hesitant about the nearby land, but I didn't expect that you are Mr. Yan's younger brother, so I feel more at ease."

Jiang Kaiyu didn't want Yan Hao to know about his investment, but it was obviously impossible to keep it secret now, so he couldn't help but look at Yan Hao beside him, and then said with a little embarrassment: "It depends on the income of this movie."

"I really believe in the eyes of Mr. Yan's younger brother."

"Hehe." You flattered Yan Hao so brightly, Qi Shaofeng, you are very different from the calm and experienced heir of the Qi family in my heart!What about the domineering air that one should have?Just eat?

An hour before the movie was shown, Liu Cheng and all the actors were in their seats. Seeing Jiang Kaiyu, Liu Cheng was amazed: "Si Rui, you really killed all the men today!"

"Uncle Liu won the award, I have to congratulate you, uncle, congratulations on your dream come true!" Don't worry about my attire, it makes me feel like a male peacock who failed to attract females, eye-catching and attractive hate.

Although Jiang Kaiyu wanted to divert the topic, but his tone was sincere, Liu Cheng didn't realize that his eyes were a little wet, and he quickly regained his senses, urging Jiang Kaiyu to sit down: "If you want to congratulate, let's wait until the movie is offline. I'm really afraid that you and Qi Ershao's investment can't be recovered."

Jiang Kaiyu was not in a hurry to comfort him, because the result would come out soon, and he believed that "Massacre" would be a miracle.

Due to the small cost, in order to save money, the premiere ceremony was also very frugal. Less than an hour before the film was shown, the actors in the film went up to warm up the scene one by one, some sang, some told jokes, and finally waited until "Massacre of the City" "Showing.

As the plot unfolded, everyone present was shocked.

A good movie should not only have a full and smooth plot, but also a strong post-production. A good movie should be reflected in every detail, and even these details are not noticed by the viewer, but these details will be subtly handled. The viewer's experience of viewing the movie.

Accompanied by majestic music, the soldiers massacring the city and the people defending the city fight and fly in various funny and exaggerated poses. The scene is funny, the music is shocking, and the two contradictions are perfectly combined.

Yan Hao stared quietly at Jiang Kaiyu for a long time in the darkness of the movie screening. A person who was also perfectly combined by various contradictions seemed to be very different from the previous understanding, or in other words, he was not alone at all.

At the end of the film screening, Jiang Kaiyu took the lead and stood up to applaud. Afterwards, everyone was infected by this emotion. The audience stood up and applauded. The sound of applause lasted for more than ten minutes in the screening room.

It was almost three o'clock in the morning when I came out of the premiere of "The Massacre of the City".

"Brother, are you tired? I almost forgot that you have only been on the plane for more than ten hours, and you have stayed with me until this time." Sitting on the co-pilot, Jiang Kaiyu was full of apology.

Yan Hao turned on the car's air conditioner and started to heat up the car. In the middle of the night, it was cold and cold. Jiang Kaiyu was wearing little clothes and sat in the passenger seat. Although he tried his best to hide it, he still couldn't stop shaking.

Yan Hao took off the windbreaker and threw it to Jiang Kaiyu: "I'm used to it."

"What are you used to?"

"It's nothing, put on your clothes first, the air conditioner has just been turned on, and it will take a while to heat up."

Jiang Kaiyu returned the windbreaker to Yan Hao: "You don't wear much more than me, and you have been tossing and tossing for the past two days. I am afraid that your resistance is not as good as mine. Don't catch a cold. If you catch a cold, I don't know how to survive Yan Jun. Aunt Shang explained."

Yan Hao directly took the windbreaker and wrapped Jiang Kaiyu from the front, then started the car and drove slowly in the night.

Jiang Kaiyu pinched the skirt of the windbreaker with his fingers, and a faint man's body odor lingered on his nose. In this night, an invisible net was woven.

With the rising temperature and slight bumps in the car, Jiang Kaiyu didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up, he was still in the car, but the car had stopped, and a strong smell of smoke went straight into his nose.

Jiang Kaiyu raised his hand to wipe his eyes, and looked at Yan Hao who was smoking by the window. A small crack was opened in the car window to release the smell of smoke, but it obviously had little effect. Smoke was blown in instead.

Yan Hao seemed to be in a trance, Jiang Kaiyu didn't even know he woke up, there was a long strip of ash hanging on the butt of his cigarette, and he didn't shake it off.

Jiang Kaiyu frowned slightly, perhaps because he had just woken up and his mind was still not clear, he actually asked in a tone similar to criticism: "When did you learn to smoke?"

Yan Hao suddenly returned to his senses, his pupils shrank slightly, and there was no other superfluous performance, so Jiang Kaiyu didn't notice any abnormalities in him.

Yan Hao quickly extinguished the cigarette, opened the car window and waved the smoke out, the cold air rushed in through the window, Jiang Kaiyu couldn't help shivering, and then sneezed four or five times in a row, Yan Hao stopped waving his hand, He quickly raised the lowered car window.

"Did you have a cold?"

Jiang Kaiyu shook his head: "It's okay, I'm not that fragile, you haven't answered my question yet, I remember you didn't seem to smoke before."

"People will always change." He leaned back on the car seat, his expression full of vicissitudes.

Perhaps something happened abroad.

Thinking of this, Jiang Kaiyu didn't want to be nosy anymore, so he returned the windbreaker to Yan Hao: "Let's go back, tomorrow's New Year's Eve, I have nothing to do, you must be busy with a lot of things, you can sleep for a while before dawn, It’s good to face relatives and friends with energy.”

Yan Hao acquiesced to Jiang Kaiyu's statement, the two got out of the car, went back to their respective bedrooms, and had nothing to say all night.