When Xu Qingya woke up, it was dark all around.

She sat up in a daze, trying to get out of bed and go to the bathroom.

But wait...... Something seems wrong?

In the faint light, she saw a dark figure sitting on the sofa next to her, leaning back in her chair, her head tilted, and making a slight snoring sound.

Xu Qingya's heart was about to stop with fear. She felt that the blood in her whole body was congealing, and she even felt that if she looked in the mirror at this time, she would definitely see her hair standing on end.

A scream was already in my throat.

But wait, like, this is the uncle?

Why is my uncle in my room?

No, no...... Xu Qingya finally sobered up a little.

It's like...... Not my room?

This is the uncle's room......

Little by little, the memories came back.

It seems that I wanted to wait for my uncle to finish his work last night and say a few words.

It may turn out to be too sleepy......

She looked down at herself.

I took off my coat, and I don't know if I took it off myself or my uncle helped.

But the clothes inside didn't move.

Xu Qingya still believes in her uncle's character, and she has no doubts at all.

Uncle is a wanderer who doesn't bother to do sneaky things to sleeping girls.

Because from his experience, he doesn't believe that there are girls who can't be successful by normal means, and he won't consider using crooked ways at all.

Although Xu Qingya really wanted to lie down and continue to sleep, since she had woken up, she couldn't stay without a face.

So she tiptoed out of bed, quietly put on her coat, and went to the bathroom to relieve her stress.

The clear sound of the night made her blush a little.

Then he walked to the door and put his hand on the doorknob, but hesitated.

After standing for a few seconds, she quietly walked in and came to the uncle.

She gently opened the curtains a little, and a little starlight sprinkled in, although the light was still faint, but because her eyes had adapted to the darkness, she could see the uncle's face and facial features clearly.

The uncle twisted his eyebrows slightly, and he didn't know what troubles he encountered in his dream.

She slowly leaned down and crept closer.

The handsome, but with the vicissitudes of life written in every stripe, is close at hand.

She could hear her uncle's breathing and feel the heat hit her tender face.

What am I doing!" Xu Qingya raised her head suddenly, feeling a little fever on her face.

It's all because the uncle's breath is too hot.

Xu Qingya stared quietly.

I don't remember where I saw it, but the most real time for a person is when he is asleep.

Removed all precautions, took off the mask of camouflage.

A big man with a hideous face, who may be unexpectedly soft inside, will look very cute when he falls asleep, and his face will become soft.

A glamorous person, maybe full of jealousy and ugliness inside? Gnashing your teeth unconsciously while sleeping? The face is distorted.

If this statement is true.

So the uncle is a kind and gentle person, but he is very entangled and worried.

She could see God.

When she was alarmed? I don't know when? Her little hand had already touched her uncle's cheek.

In his sleep, the uncle moved restlessly? There was a muttered mutter, and I didn't know what to say.

Xu Qingya didn't move? After a while? Uncle was quiet again. She rubbed her hand against her uncle's cheek.

......

When Du Caige woke up in the morning, he found that he was covered with a blanket.

Obviously not a hotel blanket.

And Xu Qingya has disappeared.

Du Caige is not surprised by this, the girl is thin-skinned? Wake up and find yourself sleeping in a man's room? It's going to be embarrassing.

He originally wanted to wake Xu Qingya up last night and let her go back to sleep.

But considering that she has been working hard lately, learning this and that, I can't bear to wake her up after all.

After washing, he checks his phone? There were several pieces of information found.

Among them, Fan Yuhong sent him a call back as soon as possible.

It was sent before 7 o'clock in the morning.

Du Caige immediately dialed Brother Fan's phone.

After connecting, he asked, "Brother?" What's up. ”

"I'm just telling you, don't talk nonsense. ”

Du Caige was surprised: "What did you say?"

It was Fan Yuhong's turn to be surprised: "You didn't watch the Golden Melody Awards last night?"

"Didn't see it?" Du Caige immediately guessed a little, "Did I not win the award?"

Fan Yuhong said in a deep voice: "It's not that he didn't win the award? The best soundtrack for "Those Years" went to you. But the best lyricist? Best Composer? Best Arranger, none of the three major creator awards are yours. ”

Du Caige pouted: "Got it." It doesn't matter, I'm not going to talk nonsense. ”

"I got the news, I'm afraid there will be a lot of reporters going to you today, you pay attention to yourself. ”

"Yes. ”

"Seriously," Fan Yuhong was still not at ease, "You really won't win the Golden Melody Award?"

Du Caige smiled: "I don't care what I do to them." ”

After a few idle words, Du Caige hung up the phone. Time is precious and cannot be wasted.

He sent a message to Wang Dongni with LL, and waited for two minutes without seeing Wang Dongni reply, so he sent another message to Chen Fan, asking "Is Wang Dongni better?" ”

Chen Fan quickly replied. "She's not so good today. Don't rush over, her parents will call you. ”

Du Caige pondered for a while, gave up thinking, and replied, "Okay." ”

He's really too busy right now.

Peng Sizhang and Jiang Youxi's schedules are not rich, and they must finish filming their scenes as soon as possible.

And there are a few of them that have to wait until Duan Xiaochen comes back.

Therefore, it is very important to make a reasonable shooting plan.

It's also important to complete your daily schedule on time.

There is also "Full-time Master", which cannot be delayed, and it must cooperate with the layout of WeChat.

This is not only a matter of earning more and earning less, but also related to the jobs of countless people, and it cannot be ignored.

When I arrived at the studio, I quickly made preparations and prepared to start work.

Du Caige and Xu Qingya's eyes met a few times, and when they saw that the little girl's expression was the same, talking and laughing, they no longer worried.

At this time, it is still in the preparatory stage, and the prop artists and makeup artists are showing their skills, and reporters have arrived one after another.

Fortunately, the field staff were clever and didn't let people in, otherwise it would have been messed up.

After waiting for a while, there were more and more reporters, and it was not the way to go on like this.

Du Caige called Liu Zifei over, discussed a few words, and called Fan Yuhong to communicate.

In the end, he decided to come forward for an interview himself, so as not to affect today's shooting.

Surrounded by the staff, Du Caige walked out.

Immediately, dozens of microphones reached out to Du Caige, black, thick and long, as if they were about to poke him in the mouth.

This reminded Du Caige of the life art films he had observed on the earth before, and his face suddenly didn't look good.

Fortunately, Du Caige had the foresight and brought some staff over to protect him to the death.

"Please don't crowd and pay attention to order. If you can't, I'll turn around and leave. He shouted.

Several staff members began to maintain order and told the reporters not to push and crowd.

Soon the commotion subsided.

Du Caige spoke again: "I know it's not easy for everyone to come here, and if I don't accept interviews, it will be difficult for you to make a difference." But, after all, this is a set, and we have to burn money every minute here. ”

After a pause and after glancing at everyone, Du Caige said, "So in this case, I'll randomly pick a few reporter friends, answer a question from each of you, and then everyone will disperse, okay?"

This is also a very common method, and reporters have no objections.

Hemingway is not a big star, and there is no value in following the candid shots, as long as the questions that should be asked are clear, they don't bother to stay here.

"Ladies first, this beautiful woman in a plaid skirt," Du Caige ordered a female reporter in her 30s, who was holding a microphone labeled with the LL portal, "to ask your question." ”

The female reporter probably didn't expect that she was so lucky, and she was the first to be hit. She is not the kind of person who is very beautiful and conspicuous, and usually when she encounters similar occasions, the interviewee often ignores her.

After being stunned for a moment, she asked excitedly: "Mr. Hemingway, at yesterday's Golden Melody Awards ceremony, there was only one less important award awarded to you, what do you think about this? Do you have anything to say to the Golden Melody Award Organizing Committee? Do you think if you arrived at the award ceremony, would the situation be different?"

"This is the 'Golden Melody Award', not the 'Hemingway Award', and it's normal not to award it to me. I never said I wanted to win a major award at the Golden Melody Awards, right? ”

The male reporter who was pointed at asked calmly: "Mr. Hemingway, many people think that you should at least win the 'Best Lyricist Award' and the 'Best Composer Award', and think that you are more qualified to win these two awards than Mr. Yu Fei and Mr. Hu Pei, who won these two awards." What do you think?"

Made, these reporters are more ruthless than the other, this is to make me offend Yu Fei and Hu Pei? By the way, neutral fans hate me? Think I'm stupid?

Du Caige didn't see the slightest discoloration on his face, and said with a smile: "Teacher Yu Fei and Teacher Hu Pei are both very good musicians, and I like their works very much. ”

Perhaps only the victory of the protagonist is true justice. But this is life, and I'm not the protagonist. It's normal to win or lose. Next!"

A third reporter asked: "Some people think that the reason why you did not win the award has a lot to do with the fact that you did not show up at the scene, and it is said that the members of the award committee have said privately that they will no longer give important awards to people who are not present." So will you go to the Golden Melody Awards next year?"

Du Caige shrugged, "It depends on the situation, if you have time, you will go to play, and if you don't have time, you won't go." I don't have much interest in the Golden Melody Awards, and I don't particularly resist them. If you love me, give it to me, if you don't want to give it to me, I don't care. Next!"

The implication is that the Golden Melody Award is not worth your own trouble, and you don't care at all.

Like an antelope hanging its horns, it cleverly pretended to be a beep.