Zhou Weichuan and Xing Le stepped into the venue, the starlight of the Starlight Festival was really enough, all the hot kings who stirred up the entertainment industry last year were present, the artists and production teams of major companies have begun to take their seats in order, and Zhou Xianfeng, as the award presenter, sat in the first three rows.

Although the old documentary production company does not match the attributes of the Starlight Festival, it is respected enough in terms of status.

And from the moment the two of them entered the venue, the camera of the live broadcast platform moved over, Zhou Weichuan smiled gently, Xing Le squeezed his eyes at the camera, and coped with it easily.

He is used to seeing big scenes.

There were also people at the scene who stood up to look at them.

At nine o'clock, there were many people who knew about the public case, Zhou Weichuan's mother Ji Qiu was a popular little flower, and she was suddenly kicked out by the media for having an ominous father who had a child out of wedlock, and was reduced to having no drama to film, working as a prop master in the crew, and then starting from the group performance, seeing that she played a supporting role, she had the hope of making a comeback, but she couldn't afford to get sick.

At Ji Qiu's funeral, everyone knew that Zhou Weichuan was actually Zhou Xianfeng's son, Zhou Xianfeng was cold enough, and he only appeared when he died.

Zhou Xianfeng and Ji Qiu actually talked about it, made people's stomachs bigger, turned their heads to marry others, and divorced after less than a year of marriage.

Standard, scummy to everyone.

Back then, Zhou Weichuan and Xing Le had a fight and went to the hospital, so much so that Zhou Xianfeng had to give up raising Xing Le, who is also well-known in the circle.

Now nine o'clock and two less appear together?

Hand in hand! That's so unusual, isn't it?

These two people are incompatible, and they are not on the same page as Zhou Xianfeng, isn't it common sense that the three men of the Zhou family don't like each other?

The three members of the Zhou family have never appeared at the same time, and if two of them can appear, they are all big organizers.

Now it seems that the host of today's Starlight Festival is big enough.

Zhou Xianfeng never thought that his two sons could come hand in hand, and he himself was surprised.

Many old friends surrounded him to congratulate: "Lao Zhou can enjoy the blessings of his children and grandchildren, the eldest and the youngest come over to support you together, brothers are harmonious, family is happy, you are comfortable now." ”

"With such a suave son, I don't know how many women will be killed, Zhou Lao is so blessed."

Zhou Xianfeng waved his hand: "If they don't give me a headache, I will ask God to worship Buddha." ”

Zhou Weichuan continued to walk forward, and Xing Le grabbed him: "Why are you doing it, we are seated in the back, and I am not happy to move forward with the invitation letter that we bought temporarily." ”

Zhou Weichuan: "When you get to the place, go and say hello to Dad." ”

Xing Le: "Why are you doing all this fleshy and numb, I won't go." ”

Zhou Weichuan turned around to face him and held him on the shoulder, making Xing Le feel goosebumps all over his body.

"Even if you are going to do bastard things next, you must behave in order to be a filial son and grandson, otherwise how can you let your old man give you the property in front of the public.

It's convenient to do anything after winning people's favor, and others think you're good and pleasing to your eyes, and they will think about your brain. ”

Xing Le trembled: "Are you using this on me?" Don't, I'm throwing up.

Also, what are you talking about, where is the bastard of what we are going to do, it is my thing. ”

Zhou Weichuan let go of his hand and continued to move forward.

Xing Le also straightened his waist: "I just want to ...... with Lao Well, dad has a salute. ”

Zhou Weichuan and Xing Le walked forward together, their movements were uniform, their faces were as warm as a spring breeze, and the appearance and body of the two brothers were very eye-catching.

"Lao Zhou, your two sons are coming at you."

"My bastard boy didn't come to this occasion, he didn't even go to the company, and he couldn't get involved with the starlet all day long, or you taught it well."

Zhou Xianfeng kept shaking his head: "You don't understand, how can I have time to teach, I'm ashamed." ”

Deep in his heart, why didn't he look forward to such a scene, his family really can't be called a family, his son just doesn't go home for the New Year, and only Doudou accompanies him every day when he goes back.

When I was young, I didn't accompany my son, and when I was older, my son didn't accompany him, which was fair.

As for the confused accounts of the previous generation, it is even more unclear.

When he sent Xing Le away, he didn't think there was anything, but now that Xing Le saw him as a stranger, he hadn't even heard a word of father.

Xing Le's neck and arms are full of tattoos, his hair is dyed white, and he has no job.

There will always be a little regret.

He didn't understand what Zhou Weichuan and Xing Le were doing, but he was happy in his heart, at least the two brothers didn't fight and have a cold face as soon as they met.

Zhou Weichuan Xingle walked to the front row, and in front of a group of fellow elders, he shouted to Zhou Xianfeng Dad, we are here.

Then they greeted the uncles and uncles around them together, and chatted a few words before saying goodbye.

This is simply an unprecedented super-national treatment for Zhou Xianfeng!

When did the two problem sons become the most standard good sons?

Everyone around praised him, brothers, friends and brothers were respectful, respectful and courteous, and the sign was generous.

There was a faint uneasiness in his heart, but the smile on his face couldn't be contained.

Happiness came too suddenly, and he could only ask with joy and apprehension: "Ah Le, Weichuan, what are you here for?" ”

Xing Le didn't speak, his eyes looked at Zhou Weichuan Zhou Weichuan.

Zhou Weichuan smiled and said, "Dad, I'll tell you at the dinner later, it's about me and Xing Le." ”

"You two together? Well, that's good. ”

Zhou Xianfeng watched the two brothers act in unison, and couldn't help but feel a sense of relief: "It would be best if the two of you could discuss and act together." ”

Xing Le's eyebrows moved, glancing at Zhou Weichuan's faintly smiling face.

expressed deep sympathy for Zhou Xianfeng, who was kept in the dark and in a good mood, for three seconds.

"Dad, we won't prevent you from catching up with your uncles, go and wait for you later."

As soon as Zhou Weichuan left, Xing Le whistled lightly: "Dad, then I'll leave too." ”

Zhou Xianfeng listened to this dad, and he had no other feeling except for Lao Huai's great relief, and he tried his best to release his kindness and kindness: "Okay, okay, you go." ”

Xing Le caught up: "It's quite ruthless." ”

Zhou Weichuan: "If I were ruthless, I wouldn't have waited for you to come before deciding to split." ”

Xing Le: "Yes, we take what we need, I won't be grateful to you." ”

Zhou Weichuan: "You take your gratitude too valuable. ”

Xing Le: "......"

The Starlight Festival, once a year, is not aimed at acting, not for art, but simply for the popularity of starlight, and for how high the heat wave can be set off by stars, companies, and production teams.

The indicators are search index, online views, ratings, box office, and discussion index.

There are three dimensions involved, the number of people who mention the discussion and the number of people who watch the work, the duration of the discussion and the number of the work.

If other awards are measured by quality, then the measure of the Starlight Ceremony is quality, you are a model worker, you are popular, you have a high degree of attention, you are the brilliant star shining with starlight.

The people who won other awards may not know each other, and the people who won the Starlight Cup were all popular model workers with high national popularity.

Zhou Weichuan sat down and watched the host open, introducing the top eight male and female stars, operating companies, production companies, fan support clubs, broadcast platforms, and entertainment social platforms one by one.

watched the awards being awarded one by one, and finally it was Zhou Xianfeng's turn to take the stage gracefully and present the award to the most starlight production team, Nie Meng Film and Television!

Nie Meng Film and Television will broadcast a total of three TV series in 2020, and the search index of webcasts and ratings is well-deservedly the first, Zhou Xianfeng shook hands with Nie Xiangyin, the representative of the award, and sent the trophy to Nie Xiangyin.

After a long time, Xing Le couldn't hold back his addiction to smoking, he swayed with Erlang's legs, reached out to his arms and made a gesture of pulling out a cigarette, and was glanced at by Zhou Weichuan: "Closed venue, no smoking." ”

"I can't eat gum too?"

Xing Le took out a bottle of chewing gum from his arms, poured out two and chewed it.

Xing Le looked at Zhou Weichuan staring at Nie Mengying, who won the award, with a gloomy face.

"I'm in a bad mood, Xiaoqing'er has trouble with you, right? Nie Xiangyin wants to join at nine o'clock, the old man came to give people an award presenter, and sold your little love to them as a cow and a horse, you have to sign three dramas a year, and you are tired and consumes popularity, are you distressed? ”

Xing Le smiled: "I said why are you suddenly so kind, I see!" Thanks to me, I'm not blind or deaf, and I can know some news. ”

Zhou Weichuan: "What if you know?" ”

"Look at your jokes, what do you think of me?"

Zhou Weichuan: "Don't laugh in front of my eyes." ”

Xing Le: "Heartbreaking? ”

Zhou Weichuan: "My eyes hurt, it's too ugly." ”

“……”