Jin mainly eats back grass

The eight-hour drive was enough for all three of them to sleep, and it was the makeup artist who woke them up in the end.

Cha Xun yawned contagiously and said, "Then I'll go first."

Yu Congwu stretched his waist and hugged the person: "Next time we have a chance to make an appointment!"

Cha Xun patted the back of the man's head: "See you tonight."

He then jumped out of the car and his agent was outside to pick him up.

Yu Congwu blinked: "What night... is there anything at night?"

Qi Si yawned: "He undertook the performance of Shang Luochen's engagement ceremony.

Yu Congwu recalled: "Isn't it Yi Nian's program?"

What did he think of, and asked Qi Si in a low voice: "Do you know that Yi Nian is the cousin of the Rong family?"

"What cousin?" Qi Si hadn't realized yet, "Which Rong family?"

"It's just... Shang Luochen's fiancée."

Qi Si shook his head: "I don't know. If I knew, I would definitely not let you touch him." He frowned.

Yu Congwu scratched his cheek: "It's all the same... I will stay away from him in the future."

"Don't let people see it." Qi Si sighed, "You still have movies to make."

Yu Congwu nodded: "Understood."

Keith turned his head and stared at him for a while, frowning: "Why do you look so haggard?"

In fact, Yu Congwu was not in a very good mood and his face was not very good. When he was startled, he was interrupted by Qi Si when he was about to speak.

"Makeup artist, help him take a look."

Makeup Artist: Good!

Yu Congwu swallowed back what he wanted to say.He glanced at Qi Si and pursed his lips.

Sometimes, Qis is just a little domineering...

It is normal etiquette to enter half an hour before the dinner.The media that can come in are all managed by the merchants and the Rong family, so Yu Congwu didn't have to pretend to be anything when he entered the door.

He handed the invitation to the doorman, then took off his sunglasses and handed it to Qis beside him.

The moment he entered the door, many eyes focused on him.

Walking on the red carpet at various film festivals is a different emotion.He found a chair and sat down, looking at the two rows of buffet tables.

Keith was sitting next to him.

"You've just had breakfast." He asked, "Are you hungry? Let's put your stomach down."

Yu Congwu shook his head.He thought he would be a little hypocritical, but in the end he was only numb.

He looked at the part of the stage on the right. The instruments had been put on but there was no one there. The BGM at the banquet was transmitted from the computer.

Qi Si urged: "Would you like to come up and play a song? Show off your learning achievements in the past few days."

Yu Congwu rolled his eyes: "You're writing a novel, anyone can play the piano?"

Qi Si smiled and said, "Are you afraid that you will be unhappy? I don't talk about cross talk."

Yu Congwu took a glass of red wine from the passing waiter: "You will lose money if you talk about cross talk."

Although he doesn't drink much in public, for fear of causing trouble, he still has to pretend.

Just see which juice that looks like red wine is replaced later.

He took a sip: "I'm okay, really. Who cares after breaking up for so long."

If you didn't care, you wouldn't come, thought Keith.

The lights at the banquet were dimmed, and the sound of the piano came over.Yu Congwu glanced at the stage on the right. Hong Yinian in a pink suit was playing a melodious instrument in front of the piano.

Yu Sibo's voice came from behind: "O Casey? He is quite famous abroad."

Si Gu was also beside him.The two talked behind themselves: "This is the cousin of the Rong family, and his mother is Rong Ni, a fashion designer."

Yu Sibo raised his eyebrows: "Milan's face?"

Sigu: "Yeah."

This is the first time Yu Congwu has heard of it.He turned his head and waved to the two men, and got a response.

Yu Congwu said, "Okay Xi, what's his English name? He's making a movie with me now."

Yu Sibo smiled: "Then you can get me an autograph. I'll sell the autographed photos when I go back to country M."

It's not a big deal, Yu Congwu agreed.

Qi Si glanced at the two men and knew they were Yu Congwu's friends.He leaned up to Yu Congwu's ear and told him that he would leave first, and if he had something to call, he found a place for himself first.

Yu Congwu nodded.

Hong Yi Nian's voice, which is as warm as spring water, did not know when it joined the sound of the piano. One was deep and the other was bright and soft, and they were perfectly combined together without being abrupt at all.

The soft voice sang like a whisper, telling the boy's secret love.Rhythm and lyrics together tell a beautiful love story.

In all fairness, Hong Yinian's piano performance coupled with his unique intonation is indeed fascinating.

Whether it's Yu Sibo or Si Gu, they have to deal with other entrepreneurs in such a venue.But after a few pleasantries, he left in a hurry.

Yu Congwu was listening to the song while drinking the juice that Si Gu had changed for him.He began to hesitate to go for something to eat.He was a little hungry when he let go of his emotions, and his mood was not as depressed as it was at the beginning.

He glanced lightly from the corner of his eye, and suddenly saw Shang Luochen's voice.Across the crowd, he could only be seen talking in a corner with a woman whose back looked like a woman.He squinted his eyes, thinking about whether to eavesdrop.

"What are you looking at?"

A voice came from behind.Yu turned his head from the fog and looked over, his lips almost touched the nose of the person, and he jumped up in fright.

Chaxun was almost splashed all over with his juice.

"Hey, it will be cool if it splashes on my later show."

"Sorry, sorry!" Yu Congwu hurriedly apologized, "Shouldn't you be in the background?"

"How can there be a backstage in the hotel?" Chaxun took the cup and drank the rest in one gulp.

I don't know if it's Yu Congwu's illusion, but he always feels that Chaxun is using the part he just drank.Thinking of this situation, he was at a loss for a while.

However, Cha Xun didn't care about this kind of thing, he changed the topic before he could keep Yu Congwu in this embarrassing mood for a long time.

"Yinian plays the piano really well."

"Yeah." The three of them just came back from the reality show together, and their relationship is neither far nor close.Yu Congwu nodded, "You can sing well, too."

"It's not bad. It's a pity that amphibious actors are destined not to be proficient in any aspect." Chaixun shook his head regretfully.

No matter what his character is, from the beginning to the end, he is always serious and responsible for his music.Probably this is his only advantage?He spoke highly of Hong Yinian's music, and his regret at this time is sincere.

Yu Congwu's attention has been diverted away.Shang Luochen who passed by in a flash could only imprint his brand on the bottom of his heart, but there was no need to worry about it - at least not at this moment.

He relaxed: "You sing rock and roll, but there is also a business performer for this kind of banquet to invite you."

Cha Xun snapped his fingers: "You are underestimating me. I can also sing gentle love songs."

He didn't say anything, because this matter was temporarily arranged last night. After he arrived in City A, he had been tossing about selecting songs until just now.The live adaptation of the band was too late to rehearse.

To be honest, the reason why he came to Yu Congwu now to make jokes is really not because he wanted to take advantage of the situation to gain some Yu Congwu's favorability.Just because he needed to ease his nerves.

Musically, he would hate himself if he screwed up once.This is his only obsession.

Chaxun asked: "Is there any wine? Baijiu is the best."

Yu Congwu was helpless: "Where is there liquor for you to drink on such an occasion?"

Chason bit his lip.Yu Congwu thought about it and decided to help him find someone to ask.

"You wait for me here for a while, and I'll ask the waiter to bring it to you."

However, as he said, there is no liquor in this kind of occasion.At a glance, the long dining table is either champagne or wine, and some ladies' low-alcohol sparkling wine.

He decided to find someone to grab a glass.