There is a movie king [entertainment circle]

As a judge, Wen Jian appeared on the red carpet of the film festival, and he was walking with a veteran and capable actress. The two of them also served as judges, so they naturally walked the red carpet together.

Walking together as the younger generation and the seniors of the previous generation, Wen Jian lowered her posture until she got off the signature board and walked to the banquet hall in the backstage. Wen Jian, who was about to say something, was held by Li Qin , turned to look at Li Qin in surprise.

Li Qin smiled slightly, her youthful temperament remained the same as before.

"Wen Jian, do it well, there are few young people like you in this circle~" Li Qin's words were clearly encouraging Wen Jian, and the voice was not too loud, just enough for the people around to hear.

Emotional gossip has been haunting Wen Jian, from the first day it was announced until today, and it has been brought out from time to time as revelations about black news about Jian.What Li Qin said was nothing more than affirming Wen Jian's status, and Li Qin was supporting Wen Jian.

Others could understand, how could Wen Jian not understand, she turned to support Li Qin's arm, and said with a smile, "Aunt Li, I understand, I will do well."

Wen Jian, who was the guest of honor at the awards ceremony, already had the air of a general in his demeanor and demeanor, and his calm, powerful, and just-right words made the people present deeply feel the change in him.Wen Jian was not shortlisted for this film festival, because Wen Jian's film had not yet been released when it was recommended.

At the end of the ceremony, there happened to be a dinner party. Wen Jian and Li Qin had only met once before, but they hit it off when they met again.Wen Jian stayed with Li Qin at the banquet all the time, and occasionally left to chat with the rest of the artists, but when Li Qin came over, she would always say excuse me and go to accompany Li Qin.

Almost an hour after the dinner party, Wen Jian sat on the sofa, a little tired, leaning against each other, and was about to doze off when there was a sudden commotion, and she looked in the direction of the noise in surprise.

They are all people who have seen the world, why is there still a lot of noise?

His eyes swept over, but he couldn't take them back. That person - didn't he mean Huo Jingyang who was on a business trip?How could it appear here, and, without telling him in advance.

This kind of trick, tried and tested?

Withdrawing his eyes, pretending not to care, drinking his own wine, a burst of anger surged up, and he urgently needed to calm down.

Suddenly, Wen Jian felt a shadow appear in front of her, looked up, and found that Huo Jingyang was standing in front of her, and made a gesture of inviting dance.Which one did you play?

"Would you mind dancing to a song?"

"Of course I don't mind."

Huo Jingyang is not worried, what is he worried about?Wen Jian stood up, put down the wine glass in her hand, and walked to the middle of the dance floor holding Huo Jingyang's hand.As for who played the female role in the dance, of course it was Wen Jian. After all, the height difference was innate.

The dance music changed, everyone's dance partners and people on the dance floor also changed, but Wen Jian and Huo Jingyang became the focus of most attention.

The tacit dance steps and eye contact, the aura that others can't get in.

Such two people, so what if they are of the same sex, it doesn't affect others, and in the end it's just the two of them's business.

"Look, isn't it good like this?"

"It's good, but it's hard to get out after a while. There are many reporters waiting outside."

The whispers of the two made many women at the scene blush. There was really no way. The two handsome men stood and danced together, and they were still in a relationship. It was hard to imagine that such a scene would be so harmonious.

After the song ended, Wen Jian and Huo Jingyang came out from the dance floor and ran into Li Qin head-on.

"Aunt Li."

"Auntie."

Wen Jian was stunned by Huo Jingyang's address. She looked at Huo Jingyang in surprise, and then looked at Li Qin, and found that the two people were really similar, especially their eyes.

Seeing Wen Jian's confusion, Huo Jingyang explained, "Not many people know the relationship between my aunt and me, because my aunt changed her stage name to debut after she left grandpa to go out on her own, so—and we don't see each other often."

"Jingyang grew up so much in a blink of an eye. He doesn't look at me often. I would see him often. There are a lot of reports about you. I said before that Jingyang likes men. Those people are not eye-catching, but After living with you for so many years, I know you are doing well." Li Qin's words made Huo Jingyang rub his nose in embarrassment.

Why do you still bring up old things?

Sure enough, everyone knew about this person's black history and bad history. The young master of a rich family with a famous name is really - it makes one's teeth itch.

The three of them stood together, and it was not easy for others to disturb them, leaving a space for them to talk.

The banquet lasted until eleven o'clock in the evening. Wen Jian and Huo Jingyang sent Li Qin to the driver's side, and asked the driver to deliver him safely before walking to the car that Huo Jingyang had just arrived in.

As soon as Huo Jingyang unlocked it, Wen Jian's phone rang. Wen Jian pressed the answer button, and heard a burst of chaotic footsteps coming towards them. They looked at each other suspiciously like Huo Jingyang. I remembered Yang Die's voice.

"Get in the car, both of you, all the reporters are looking for you, and know which parking lot you are in!"

It was too late after saying this, the two of them were already surrounded by the media, and the spotlights kept flashing, but Wen Jian was fine, knowing that when facing the media, she should greet the media with a smile and try to maintain her demeanor.Huo Jingyang was different. He was a pampered person, so he didn't like this and kept a straight face.

The reporter also completely ignored that Huo Jingyang was on the verge of going berserk at the moment, and kept asking questions one after another.

"I heard that you danced together at the banquet, aren't you worried that this will make others think differently about your relationship?"

"Are you doing this as a demonstration? Or are you openly supporting the legalization of gay marriage in the country?"

"Does the same ring on your hands mean that you have registered as legal partners abroad?"

"Is Wen Jian doing this to create momentum for the new play, or is she hyping herself?"

Wen Jian was overwhelmed by a bunch of questions, looked at Huo Jingyang who was beside him, and Huo Jingyang was also looking at him, the two of them shrugged helplessly, and then——

Suddenly there was a burst of screams in the parking lot, and the spotlights illuminated the entire parking lot. In the center of the crowd, Wen Jian and Huo Jingyang were hugging and kissing, eyes closed, completely indifferent to the media around them, devoted and lingering. The shutter sound of 'click, click' continued until Yang Die brought the security guard over.

It's too bad, these two people are too headstrong!

This kind of thing can be done at home with the door closed, why do you have to perform in front of the public?Don't you know that among Wen Jian's fans there are also a group of primary and junior high school students? !

Yang Die holds his forehead.

On an island in the eastern part of the United States, Wen Jian was drinking coffee. Outside the French windows that were wide open was a piece of blue sky and blue water. Someone was coming back from the outside with a surfboard. After a sound, a sporty man wearing only swimming trunks appeared in front of Wen Jian.

"Hello, you have hacked a lot recently."

"Really? It's okay, it's only half a month." Huo Jingyang took a towel and wiped his hair, and went upstairs barefoot to prepare to change clothes. Suddenly, he remembered something and stopped, "Eating outside at night? Or you Are you going to cook?"

"Da Nian, what do you think? Let's make dumplings at home."

"OK."

After finalizing the meal for tonight, Huo Jingyang went upstairs directly, and after more than ten minutes, another Huo Jingyang appeared in front of Wen Jian—a casual guy with a takeaway style.

Putting down the magazine and coffee in her hand, Wen Jian stood up, trimmed Huo Jingyang's collar, wiped his body, and asked before entering the kitchen door, "Do you want to go to the supermarket? I think we have to go to the New Year's Eve." Buy something, what do you think?"

Looking up at the clock on the wall, Huo Jingyang walked towards the kitchen, "Yes, there is still time, it's only three o'clock."

"Well, let me see what's wrong."

After confirming that there were few things in the house, Wen Jian and Huo Jingyang took their wallets, car keys and door keys and went out. When they came back again, they already had four more plastic bags in their hands, which was quite fruitful.

"I didn't expect you to sign a contract to film here. However, being able to film here is indeed the dream of domestic artists, especially male actors. You don't need to be an actress to appear as an oriental female face. It is difficult for men who are not martial arts stars to make their debut. "

"I was also surprised that the last movie was able to participate in the Oscars red carpet, maybe--fancy my face?" Wen Jian said with a smile.

Wen Jian was able to come to Hollywood to develop and guarantee one movie after another year, and Huo Jingyang's business was also partly here, so the two simply bought a house here and lived there.

Americans celebrate New Year and Christmas. Although Wen Jian and Huo Jingyang have stayed here for a while, all the young Chinese and foreigners have lived here. How could they be authentic Chinese?

The dumpling stuffing was handed over to Wen Jian, and the dumpling wrapper was handed over to Huo Jingyang. After an hour of tossing, the two sat around the dining table and started making dumplings. Chicken was still stewed in the kitchen, and there was a lively fish in the pool next to it. How to live at home, or how to live abroad.

The scent burst into the nostrils, Wen Jian went over to take a look from time to time, and then came back to make dumplings.

When I looked up, I accidentally saw Huo Jingyang, with traces of flour on the tip of his nose when he rolled the dumpling wrappers, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, but—— Huo Jingyang, you can make dumplings with me during the Chinese New Year."

"What's wrong with that?"

With a tacit understanding, Wen Jian reached out to wipe the flour on the tip of Huo Jingyang's nose, and suddenly remembered that she also had it on her hand, she couldn't help laughing, and found that Huo Jingyang's face was even worse.

Now it can become a cat.

Huo Jingyang grabbed Wen Jian's hand, pulled Wen Jian and leaned over to kiss her.Wen Jian was shocked by such a kiss from Huo Jingyang, she closed her eyes, opened her mouth slightly, and the tip of her tongue slipped in cunningly, sparks rubbed against each other, and there was a sudden 'snap' from the kitchen, bringing the two of them back to their senses .

Wen Jian cleared her throat, and secretly blamed herself for being too weak in self-control. She avoided Huo Jingyang's teasing eyes and walked to the kitchen, only to find that the fish in the pool jumped out.

"Really, jumping around like this will eat you up in a while!"

Huo Jingyang, who was leaning on the kitchen door frame, heard Wen Jian's words, and laughed shamelessly. Wen Jian turned around and glared at Wen Jian angrily. Huo Jingyang approached him slowly.

"Hey, your eyes betray you."

"Really? Are your eyes begging?"

Looking at each other, Wen Jian couldn't hold back anymore, put her arms around Huo Jingyang's neck, kissed him on the lips, raised her head and laughed, "It seems that our dinner will be postponed?"

"So low self-control?"

"No, it's because you are too attractive to me."

Huo Jingyang smiled, hugged Wen Jian and turned off the gas in the kitchen, carried Wen Jian upstairs like a sack, and threw her on the bed.

Lifting up the clothes on her upper body, Wen Jian turned her head, because Huo Jingyang's eyes were too revealing.

There are no words, only skin-to-skin contact and total trust in each other.Wen Jian hugged Huo Jingyang's head buried in her chest, and stared at the ceiling absently.

——This is for a lifetime.

Huo Jingyang seemed to have the ability to read minds, he put his lips on Wen Jian's heart, and whispered, "This way, it will be a lifetime."

Raising and lowering their eyes, their eyes collided, Wen Jian and Huo Jingyang looked at each other, as if they could look into the depths of each other's souls.Huo Jingyang held the ring finger of Wen Jian's left hand, and put his lips on it - this is the shortest road to the heart.

In this way, it is a lifetime.