The traffic and the movie king are together [Entertainment circle]

The lights focused on the stage, and everyone waited with bated breath.

The award-presenting guests walked slowly to the microphone. This famous director in China has passed his seventies this year. His hair is silver and white, his face is clear, and he speaks very energetically.

"No. The 16th Zhoucheng Film Festival, the winner of the best film is," Lin Weifeng opened the envelope, looked at the auditorium and paused, his eyes swept over the seemingly calm but nervous Fei Qin.

The old man smiled and spoke clearly and accurately: ""Glory on Ice"."

In the laughing voice of the host, Fei Qin walked up to the applause and took the crystal cup from the award presenter, even the wrinkles on his face were ironed out with joy.

"The director must be very happy." Bai Xuchuan said sincerely.

In fact, he still felt a little unreal, and his mind was empty.Just now he was still thinking, hey, I acted in a movie, I really acted in a movie.It's not the kind of money-making movie made by the company. I acted in it... In the words of the two film critics who talked loudly later, it's not a movie, it's art.

In a blink of an eye, this debut movie won an award.

They even finished filming for less than two months—did Feiqin start editing the film while filming?

The director worked too hard!

"Yeah." He Yanzhi looked at Feiqin on the stage lightly, "I'm also very happy."

Bai Xuchuan heard Feiqin's eloquent talk, and suddenly felt that something was wrong: "The director's words are too smooth, it seems that he has prepared his acceptance speech in advance..."

As they spoke, they exchanged glances with He Yanzhi, and both of them realized that this was something that Qin could not have done.

"Then he said just now that he would have dinner after the end, didn't he even make a reservation for the celebration banquet?"

At this time, Fei Qin Gang finished his long and wonderful speech, and returned with a happy face with the trophy.

"Director, you have lied to us well enough."

Hearing Li Hui's jokes, Fei Qin rubbed his forehead: "This is me, give it a try. Zhoucheng Film Festival has a good feng shui, and those who win the best film here are among the top three at the box office of the year..."

Everyone couldn't help but suddenly realized when they heard the words.

The best film award at the Zhoucheng Film Festival, indeed even literary films have been spoiled. For this prize, Fei Qin worked hard at three times the speed alone. The hard work is really hard.

"No wonder the director lost weight." He Yanzhi sighed, "Eat more to make up for it tonight."

Feiqin is a down-to-earth person, and the way he chose to celebrate was to eat crayfish together at night.A group of high-end celebrities changed back to their daily attire and went to a pre-booked restaurant to eat crayfish. When they arrived, they found that the place was extremely lively.

On the empty roof, Feiqin was poured alcohol one after another. After a few rounds, he was already drunk, and he was told repeatedly: "Xiao Bai can't drink, I remember. You can't give him alcohol. No one should drink him!"

Bai Xuchuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he was moved and wanted to laugh, he said repeatedly: "I don't drink alcohol, director, please drink less..." But he couldn't persuade him.

In the end, no one persuaded them to drink, they gathered together to chat in twos and threes, and Feiqin moved a stool to sit beside them and watched them, babbling and singing Peking opera.

The trophy was placed on the table, and Fei Qin put his hands on the back of his head, squinting his eyes, looking very comfortable.

Bai Xuchuan said to He Yanzhi: "The director has won many awards, but he will still be so excited for one award."

He thought of what those people said about Feiqin back then, saying that he played several movies in a row, and that this movie was the one he pressured Bao to turn around.

The pressure is really great.

"Of course." He Yanzhi said, "I am also very happy."

When he was talking, the corners of his lips were raised slightly, his thick coat was open, and the cashmere scarf was casually draped around his neck, making him look very warm.

Bai Xuchuan took a look, and couldn't help reaching out to straighten his turned over collar.

Cao Yuan was right next to her. She was happily scrolling through Moments, but she almost cried out when she raised her eyes.

She hurriedly picked up the orange juice in front of her, and poured down a full cup regardless of the coldness.

After calming down for a while, the two of them were peeling peanuts and chatting quite normally, without any abnormality.

In fact, thinking about it carefully, the action of helping to fix the neckline is actually very normal, but the atmosphere at that time was too weird, which made her particularly shocked.

and so……

Why is the atmosphere so weird?

A group of people didn't go back until late at night, and He Yanzhi got drunk and called the driver over.

"Let's go." He called Bai Xuchuan who was about to call the driver, "I'll take you back first."

The young man hesitated for a moment, then pointed to the opposite side.

He Yanzhi raised his eyelids, across a wide road, there was a figure flashing behind the traffic lights on the opposite side, and it looked like a paparazzi following him.

In fact, the whole process of their dinner was filmed.He Yanzhi was sure that the paparazzi could see him, so he hooked him directly.

Paparazzi:? ?

He called me over? ?

He's a little timid, actor He probably won't hit someone.

After a while, the red light turned green, and the paparazzi crossed the road with their equipment on their shoulders.

"Is it fun?" He Yanzhi had an unlit cigarette in his mouth. He was tall and looked down at people with a sense of coercion, showing a ruffian air.

For a second, the paparazzi thought of a famous gangster movie that the actor had just starred in that year.

He plays a bandit.

The paparazzi tried hard to calm down, and said awkwardly: "Raising a family...well, Mr. He, please understand..."

Trying to play the emotional card, Bai Xuchuan thought to himself.

He Yanzhi laughed: "I also have a family to support, please understand."

These words sound polite, but the tone is not very polite.

The paparazzi shook, and quickly deleted the video.

Of course there was more than one paparazzi present, but when the other paparazzi saw this scene, they also turned off the equipment with a guilty conscience, so let's just put it away.

If you really follow him again, could it be that you are following He Yanzhi's house?

Bai Xuchuan tried his best to keep his face expressionless throughout the whole process, proving that "it has nothing to do with me, just passing by".

"Let's go." He Yanzhi took off the cigarette used as a prop, threw it into the trash can, and opened the car door for him.

Although Bai Xuchuan didn't drink all the time, after getting in the car, the air conditioner in the car was turned on warmly, and in the small space, the residual alcohol smell on the coats that the two of them put aside evaporated, and it was quite intoxicating.And the gentleman next to him who had been drinking, occasionally turned his head to look at him, and then slightly bent his lips to smile - Bai Xuchuan felt that he was really dizzy too.

Glancing forward at the driver, he seemed to be very dedicated to his duty and kept his eyes fixed.But as long as he is here, he will still feel uncomfortable. Bai Xuchuan simply raised his hands and groped, and pulled the barrier between the front and rear seats.

He Yanzhi looked at him in surprise.

Bai Xuchuan also looked at him: "What?"

"..." He Yanzhi wanted to find a word to describe it, but he could only look at him with a helpless smile, and said in a low voice, "Aren't you afraid that someone will see it?"

Bai Xuchuan took it for granted, "Don't be afraid of my own people."

Before the words were finished, Mr. Driver raised his hand and turned on the stereo, and heavy metal rock music started to play, and he couldn't hear anything clearly at once.

He Yanzhi laughed out loud.

"Yes, my own people, don't be afraid."

Bai Xuchuan went over and kissed his chin, and leaned up to kiss his lips. The two of them stuck so tightly together that they were so eager that they knocked their teeth together.

After the kiss, Bai Xuchuan suddenly froze.

"Yanzhi."

"Ok?"

He Yanzhi rubbed against the side of his neck, wondering where he could bite down so as not to leave marks, but he heard the young man's suddenly disturbed voice.

"That...isn't quite right."

Bai Xuchuan slowly tore himself away from him, pressed the man's shoulder, and said with a very serious expression:

"you've been drinking……"

"Hmm." He Yanzhi looked at him strangely, and replied inexplicably.

"So, you have wine in your mouth."

"..." He Yanzhi already understood what the problem was, and he was stunned immediately.

"And I just kissed you." Bai Xuchuan continued his deduction and came to a complete conclusion, "So, I'm drinking now... right?"

"..." He Yanzhi, "..."

"I've been drinking." Bai Xuchuan said in frustration.

He Yanzhi persuaded him gently: "It's okay, just a little bit, we won't get drunk."

Bai Xuchuan was stunned, and shook his head for a while: "You actually called me Zai Zai."

"Yeah." He Yanzhi coaxed the child earnestly, "I've been calling you Zai Zai in my heart."

Bai Xuchuan looked at him with disbelief: "Really?"

"Yeah." He Yanzhi patted his head, couldn't help hugging him into his arms, and said in a low voice, "Be good, and I'll take you home. If you're not good, I'll take you back to my house..."