Is the film emperor Shidi divorced today?

[99...roses? 】

In the first round, the male actor group made [-] out of [-], and through the lottery, Tang Song played eighth.

After taking the stage, each person has a 5-minute performance opportunity, and then answers the questions of the observation group, chats, complains, and strives to get more green lights.

The first seven challengers either sang or danced, all of them were excellent, and four of the seven entered the next round.

The host was stringing together words, Wei Dajiang held Tang Song's arm, his palm wet with sweat, "Tang Tang, are you ready? You will be next."

Seeing his nervous appearance, Tang Song calmed down instead, "Don't worry, I practice this set of movements every day, and there will be no mistakes."

At this time, he was wearing a silk Tang suit, a snow-white double-breasted gown, with spots of black bamboo on the corner of the clothes and on the left shoulder, and the shadows of bamboos in the walking were lifelike.

The staff of the logistics and make-up groups came together and shook their fists at him, "Come on, Tang Tang!" - this is what people who like Tang Song call him.

Tang Song clenched his fists at everyone and showed a free and easy smile.

He glanced at his phone for the last time, and the page was still on the chat window with Shen Lei.Shen Lei sent a moving picture, the Q version of the villain is holding a small sign saying "Daughter-in-law, you are the best", jumping around happily.

Tang Song smiled and handed the phone to Wei Dajiang.

The lifting platform slowly went up, and the gorgeous lights hit the top of the head. Tang Song took a deep breath and took the first step confidently.

At this moment, this stage belongs to him.

The stage filled with dry ice was like a dream, and white clouds, valleys, flowing water, and distant mountains flashed on the LED screen, and finally it was frozen in a verdant bamboo forest.

A young man in white "flyed" from the forest, holding a piece of blue silk cloth in his hand, turning it over and shaking it like a waterfall like water.

The soft silk cloth seemed to have life in his hands, sometimes it was as straight as a gun, and sometimes it was as soft as a cloud.When it is folded up, it stands like a stalk of bamboo in the forest, and when it is unfolded, it looks like a dense net passing through the lens.

Not to mention how agile and changeable Tang and Song's body skills are, this magical silk cloth alone caused the audience to exclaim like a magic trick.

Wei Dajiang breathed a sigh of relief.

There are many confidentiality clauses in movie casting, and it took him a lot of thought to find out the types of roles in several movies.Tang and Song were more interested in one of the knights in ancient costumes, so the two of them decided on this performance.

The prototype of this performance is "36 Styles of Wind Bamboo", which has been passed down by the Song family in Changling for 500 years, and practiced in Tang and Song Dynasties from childhood to adulthood.In order not to expose his identity, he replaced the red-tasseled spear with silk cloth.

Unexpectedly, the effect was surprisingly good.

In the back row of the auditorium, Shen Lei folded his arms and said proudly, "My wife is sure to win."

Xu Ying nodded in agreement. She never knew that Tang and Song on the stage would be so beautiful, just like... like a fairy walking on clouds and mist, shuttling among the faint green bamboos.

Shen Lei stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her eyes, full of sourness, "Turn your eyes back quickly and go to work."

Xu Ying gave him a blank look, "After flying for more than ten hours, why don't you go to the backstage to say hello?"

"No need." Shen Lei pressed the brim of his hat, pretending to be cool.

Xu Ying raised her eyebrows slightly, why did she change her sex today?

God knows, Shen Lei is eager to rush to the stage to hug Tang Song and tell everyone that the most beautiful boy is his.

However, not yet.

Tang and Song needed to become popular "without backing", and he himself had unfinished business.

Until she got in the car, Xu Ying was still immersed in the performance of Tang and Song Dynasties.

She clicked her tongue twice and said with emotion: "If Mr. Bai had seen Tang Tang first at the finale banquet of "Lan Fei", he probably wouldn't have signed you."

Mentioning this, Shen Lei's expression changed.

The finale banquet of "Lan Fei" was an irreparable scar in his heart.At that reception, Tang Song, who accompanied him there, was drugged and dragged to the VIP room by a producer who was too smart because of his outstanding looks, and almost had an accident.

If Bai Nantian hadn't kindly rescued the siege, the consequences would have been disastrous.

It was precisely to repay Bai Nantian's favor that he signed into Tianxin Entertainment without a second thought.

In the next few years, the reason why Tang and Song deliberately chose some crews with simple interpersonal relationships and no need to socialize was somewhat affected by this incident.

Of course, Shen Lei also made the producer receive the punishment he deserved, such as digging out all his dirty things and sending him to an absolutely "safe" place with food and housing.

Shen Lei pinched the center of his brows, trying to suppress the irritable emotions in his heart.

He tilted his head and looked out the window. There were a few clouds floating in the blue sky, and the clouds were faint like the stage just now.The amorous feelings of Tang and Song Dynasties on the stage can't help but appear in front of my eyes, with fair skin, crystal clear sweat, and red eye corners...

Shen Lei's heart gradually calmed down.Today, seven years later, he is no longer the impulsive and ignorant young man he was back then.

So, my dear, if you want to fly, then fly, no matter how high or how far away, don't be afraid, I will take care of you.

***

Studio hall.

The applause in the auditorium lasted for a long time, mixed with excited screams.

These audiences were invited from the three major art academies in the imperial capital, and they had a high level of appreciation. If they didn't have strong skills, they wouldn't buy it even if they were stars.

The host is a chubby middle-aged uncle with a very friendly appearance with a harmless appearance.He is well-known in the industry, and his hosting style is witty and humorous, attracting a large number of young audiences.

Tang Song noticed his hairstyle—the braid tied back, and the hand holding the microphone—the platinum ring on his ring finger.

Ah, so familiar.

At this time, he raised the microphone three times, but failed to speak smoothly.

"Thank you, thank you everyone." Tang Song bowed to the audience to express his thanks.He pressed his hand, and the audience calmed down with dignity.

The host laughed and teased: "As expected of being the youngest actor of the Golden Bear Awards, it is much more useful than my words."

Tang Song waved his hands in embarrassment, and smiled shyly. Crystal beads of sweat slipped from his forehead, and accidentally stuck to his thick eyelashes, trembling.

This scene was broadcast live on the big screen, causing another burst of screams.

Tang Song blinked inexplicably, his black and white eyes were full of innocence.

The host covered his chest and said in an exaggerated tone: "My God, the girlish heart of this old man has been aroused by you, a beautiful boy."

There was a "wow" sound in the auditorium.

The host pretended to be angry, and the audience laughed.

Tang Song has been left hanging for a long time, but he still has a smile on his face.

The host appreciated his attitude and gestured to camera one.The camera zoomed in, and the huge LED screen showed a close-up of the Tang and Song Dynasties, so clear that the fluff on the face could be seen clearly, and the delicate skin was flawless without being covered with a thick foundation.

Another manager bumped Wei Dajiang's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Brother, I'm afraid you have to start thinking about it now, how can you refuse the next wave of skin care product endorsements?"

Wei Dajiang smiled, looking like "the old man is very relieved".

In the studio, it was the turn of the observation group to comment.

A stylishly dressed uncle patted the lighter and shouted, "I bet Tang Tang definitely has a hair dryer hidden in his sleeve!"

"Really? Let me check." The host leaned over and pretended to flip Tang Song's sleeves.

"No, really not." Tang Song obediently stretched out his arms in front of him.

The host nodded seriously, "I'll testify, there really isn't one."

"Then Tang Tang must have practiced Qigong, otherwise how could he throw that piece of cloth so straight?"

"That's Ling, it's terrible to be uneducated!"

"..."

The observation team made jokes for a while, and finally gave Tang and Song a unanimous vote.

Before stepping off the stage, Tang Song quietly glanced in the direction of the main creative team, just in time to see a director he admired very much nodded to him.

Tang Song raised the corners of his mouth, his good mood doubled.

Wei Dajiang came up to meet him, trying to suppress the excitement on his face, "How are you doing, are you tired?"

"It's okay." Tang Song took a big sip from the thermos in his hand.

The camera guy ran to the side and took a close-up shot.

Tang Song had water in his mouth, his cheeks were bulging, his eyes were round, and he looked at him without blinking.

The videographer's heart was pounding, and he couldn't help but press the camera button while recording, snapping a few close-ups, so cute that he couldn't bear to hand them over to the chief director.

Tang Song swallowed, and asked suspiciously: "Don't you need to stay at the exit to take pictures of other people?"

The camera boy's expression froze, and he ran away.

——Chasing stars is risky, nymphomaniacs need to be cautious, bonuses, performance, just look at it and fly away with wings!

Tang Song couldn't help laughing.

The actors greeted him one after another, and their attitude was obviously much warmer than at the beginning-then they will perform in groups, and they have seen Tang Song's strength, and they all want to be assigned with him.

"Brother Tang, your flowers!" The logistics lady came in with a huge bouquet of flowers, and handed them to Tang Song with a blushing face.

Seeing her struggling, Tang Song took the initiative to take it in his hand.

At first he was a little puzzled, but when he saw the crowded little flower clusters clearly, a little smile appeared in his eyes.

Wei Dajiang wanted to take it for him, but Tang Song waved his hand and refused.

Seeing that he likes him, the logistics lady was even happier, "One more word—congratulations to Brother Tang for a successful start."

Tang Song smiled at her: "Thank you."

A scantily clad actress flickered false eyelashes like fly legs, and said sourly: "Only for Brother Tang, don't we have any?"

The logistics lady was polite and polite, "Sister Yin, I'm sorry, this is a gift from Brother Tang's fans. If you like it too, I'll buy it for you."

Yin Qing waved her hand, "It's just a rose, it's not like I haven't seen it before."

Listening to her sharp voice, Tang Song's eyes flashed that white breast for no reason.He suppressed his laughter, ignored her provocation, and sat back on the sofa with a big bunch of flowers in his arms.

The atmosphere in the lounge is not great.

Someone cleared his throat and took the initiative to break the silence: "Brother Tang, 99 roses, is this fan trying to pursue you?"

"No," Tang Song smiled, "It's not a rose, it's a Chinese rose."

People who don't know the truth: ...

Only Wei Dajiang seemed to think of something and smiled clearly.

This is a famous "allusion" in their small circle——

One year when Tang Song celebrated his birthday, Shen Lei wanted to have something romantic, so he mysteriously bought 99 roses, filling the entire trunk.

Unexpectedly, the store owner had a dark heart and spent more than half of the time going in, but Shen Lei didn't notice it.

When the little friends mercilessly mocked Shen Lei as "the stupid son of the landlord's family", Tang Song bravely stood up and protected his husband with strength, "I just like roses, what's wrong?"

Since then, sending roses has become Shen Lei's "patent".

99 roses are easy to buy, but it is difficult to get so many roses in the same flower shop.Every time Shen Lei drove to the flower garden in the suburbs to pick them, and brought them to Tang and Song with the fragrance of dew.

That garden was later bought by Shen Lei to commemorate their "fifth anniversary".

Recalling these past events, Tang Song felt a deep warmth in his heart.He swiped open his phone, wanting to have a word with Shen Lei.

After a glance, he was not found in the message list.After looking around again, I realized that Shen Lei had changed his profile picture—the whole small box was filled with delicate and charming rose flowers, with a beating heart in the middle.

Everyone in the sand sculpture group has been banned, and the latest news is from Shen Lei, the group leader——

"Daughter-in-law, come on!"