Chapter 122: I Have Something I Want to Tell You!
"So what's next, our high-profile Best Actor, who will he go to? Presumably everyone is looking forward to it, the following is a highlight clip of the outstanding shortlisted actors in the movie, please enjoy it togetherββ"
The crowd applauded.
The clip about Song Xingjia intercepted by the organizer was his performance after learning of Chen Wenya's death in "High School Class 3".
In just a dozen seconds, he expressed the feelings of regret, remorse, and pain after learning the truth.
Jiang Mian remembered that when she was filming this part, she was not in the crew.
Because at that time, her role was already finished.
It was the first time I saw this in the cinema, and I was shocked by Song Xingjia's superb acting skills.
I didn't expect to watch it again now, and I would still be infected by this tension-filled emotion.
The host had just the right smile on his face, "I believe everyone is looking forward to it, then we won't sell it, please ask the famous director Song Ning to reveal the answer for usββ"
"I announce that the best actor at this year's Kyoto Film Festival isβ"
"Yesβ" He deliberately dragged out his tone.
Jiang Mian's little hands were clenched, and a pair of peach blossom eyes did not blink.
She really hopes that Song Xingjia will win the award again.
Maybe it's nothing to this man.
But he has the strength.
The camera swept over the shortlisted actors one by one, and it was Song Xingjia's turn.
Dressed in a white suit, spotless, steady and mature, with a smile on his handsome face.
Host: "It seems that Mr. Song is very happy this time." Everyone is in a hurry, so don't sell it. β
"Okay, well, I announce, the 2x Kyoto Film Festival Best Actor-"
"Yesβ"
"Congratulations to Song Xingjia! Song Xingjia was invited to the stage to accept the award. β
The applause was thunderous, Song Xingjia got up and bowed slightly to the camera, and then calmly walked onto the podium.
Song Ning smiled and handed him the trophy, "Xingjia and I are old friends, and I awarded you two awards for Xingjia." β
Song Xingjia took it with both hands and nodded slightly, "Yes, the first time I met Mr. Song was at the Kyoto Film Festival, when I was still a newcomer. β
Song Ning's eyes were full of appreciation, "Xingjia is a very talented and hard-working person, and it is all up to him to have today." β
Standing in front of the microphone, Song Xingjia's eyebrows were sparse, and his voice was like a jewel, "After debuting for so many years, so many excellent works can be seen by everyone, in addition to the most grateful to all the directors, my fans have always supported me silently behind my back." β
Jiang Mian looked at him, frowning, how did she think that Song Xingjia's words meant to say goodbye to everyone?
Fortunately, the man didn't continue to say anything, just smiled, his eyes swept over Jiang Mian's face without a trace, and then got off the podium.
After the film festival ended, Jiang Mian and Song Xingjia returned to the crew room.
Wang Daole said, "It's rare for all of us to get together, today while Xingjia is here, let's go out for a meal?" First, to fulfill what I said last time, the box office has exceeded 100 million, please invite everyone to dinner, and second, Xingjia has won the award, and the big joy must be celebrated. β
He looked at Song Xingjia, "Xingjia shouldn't be in a hurry to leave, right?" β
Song Xingjia glanced at Jiang Mian, and the little girl's eyes were full of anticipation.
He hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement, "Of course." β
Everyone is fine.
Jiang Mian touched his phone, "Then I want to talk to my assistant." β
Director Wang nodded, "What should you do, what should you prepare, I'll book a hotel first, and send it to the group later." β
He and a few people gathered around to discuss the location.
Jiang Mian clicked on WeChat and sent a message to the man.
Jiang Mian: [Our crew arranges dinner, and you can go home by yourself later.] γ
Xiu: [Where is it?] γ
Jiang Mian: [Undecided. γ
Xiu: [Tell me after eating.] γ
Jiang Mian [Okay. γ
Considering that Nightwing might be looking for her, Jiang Mian sent another message to Nightwing.
The other head also quickly came back and sent an OK.
Jiang Mian had everything done, and when she looked up, she found that Song Xingjia was looking at her.
She put away her phone and smiled, "Congratulations, you deserve this award." β
Song Xingjia has heard this kind of congratulations several times over the years.
He had never taken this kind of compliment to heart, but when Jiang Mian said this, he really felt a sense of sincerity.
Seeing that the little girl was neither disappointed nor even a little happy, Song Xingjia confirmed that she really didn't care whether she won the award or not.
He smiled, "Thank you, you are also extraordinarily beautiful today." β
Although she hadn't seen her mother, Song Xingjia seemed to be able to imagine what her mother would look like.
She combined the strengths of her parents and was born exquisitely.
Such words of praise from his lips do not seem frivolous, but are extraordinarily convincing.
Jiang Mian's eyebrows curled, "Are you going back to Hong Kong City today?" β
Song Xingjia nodded, "Back." β
As soon as he appeared in public, the fake news that he was seriously ill naturally couldn't be hidden.
He wants to go back to the company to assist his eldest brother in handling affairs.
Jiang Mian pursed his lips, a little surprised, it was probably late after the dinner, was he in such a hurry to go back?
Although it is normal for them to turn day and night upside down when rushing to work.
But now it's different.
Jiang Mian wanted to ask, but he felt that it was not good to ask too much about other people's affairs.
Song Xingjia saw that she wanted to stop talking, but it was inconvenient to make it clear to her.
The two tacitly stopped the topic.
Jiang Mian got up and said, "Then I'll go back to my lounge first to change my clothes." β
Naturally, you can't eat in a dress.
Song Xingjia nodded, "Go ahead, follow my car later?" β
"Okay."
"Then you're okay, send me a message, I'll go find you." He arranged.
Jiang Mian lifted her skirt and replied crisply, "Okay!" β
Out of the lounge, she walked back.
Just around the corner, he was stopped.
Jiang Mian raised his eyebrows, two points surprised.
Liang Qiao said quickly: "I have something to tell you!" β
She grabbed Jiang Mian's wrist and led her forward, with great strength, she took Jiang Mian into the room and closed the door before letting go of her.
Jiang Mian rubbed his wrist and frowned, a little unhappy, "What do you want to say?" β
She doesn't like Liang Qiao, she doesn't like it.
The few intersections between the two are accompanied by the existence of Shen Tingyu, and now that the two are in the same company, the intersection is pitiful.
So she was really curious, what could Liang Qiao do with her?
Liang Qiao's gaze fell on her, "Jiang Mian, you are really lucky." β
In the past, she saw Jiang Mian as just an eighteenth-tier star, and she didn't take her seriously at all.
But now, Jiang Mian is becoming more and more dazzling, and every one of her works has been broadcast, and she has laid a solid reputation.
Even a guest appearance in "Nine Immortals" is no less popular than the male and female protagonists.
Even if the film festival doesn't win an award, it's only a matter of time before it wins.
Thinking of being slapped in the face for slandering Jiang Mian last time, she still had a few twists in her heart.
"You said you had something to do with me, and that's what you mean?"
"Of course not," she denied, not much better, "just to warn you, stay away from Lofe." β
She knows Lofe too well, and she has never stopped until she reaches her goal, and she can bend and stretch.
In front of the old man of the Luo family, he appeared as an image of being bullied by his eldest brother and won sympathy.
But Liang Qiao knew that the eldest young master of the Luo family was definitely not Luo Fei's opponent.
If it weren't for Mrs. Luo, I'm afraid that the entire Luo family would have fallen into the hands of Luo Fei long ago.
Since he is worried about Jiang Mian, sooner or later he will find a way to get it.
She's not a nice person, but... Remind Jiang Mian that it should be regarded as accumulating virtue for the child who died early.
When Jiang Mian heard this, he didn't look surprised, nodded and said, "No matter what you think, in short, thank you, I already knew that he had ill intentions towards me." β
"Then I'll be nosy!"
Dropping these words, Liang Qiao pushed her away and walked out of the room.
Jiang Mian was speechless at her inexplicable temper, and couldn't help but whisper, "I didn't say you were nosy." β
.....
Shen Muyuan wanted to stay until the end, but there was something wrong with the temporary company, so he had to say to Shen Tingyu: "Mianmian, you will go back by yourself later, call the driver, I want to go back to the company." β
Shen Tingyu couldn't ask for it, her brother left, and she had the opportunity to be alone with Ji Zhixiu.
Immediately nodded hurriedly, "Okay brother, I know." β
Shen Muyuan smiled, said hello to Ji Zhixiu, and then got up to leave.
As soon as the person left, there was no obstacle between the two.
Shen Tingyu stared at the man unabashedly.
When he heard that the best actress was not Jiang Mian, Shen Tingyu couldn't help laughing.
She knew that it wouldn't be Jiang Mian.
It's not in vain that she's here today.
When it was almost over, Ji Zhixiu got up and left the table in advance.
Seeing this, Shen Tingyu hurriedly followed.
Fan Cheng was waiting for Ji Zhixiu outside, and when he saw him come out, he immediately stood up and opened the car door for him: "President, you have a dinner in Fuyunju at night, the project I talked about with Mr. Cheng last time, he said that he had thought about it and could agree to our request." However, he also has a condition, he hopes that we will take the lead in full-screen advertising in first-tier places such as Kyoto, Haishi, and Minato. β
Ji Zhixiu got into the back seat, and when he heard this, his thin lips lifted a cold smile, the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and his voice was cold as if he had quenched ice, "What qualifications does he have to ask me?" β
Fan Chengyilin, "He knew that he was not qualified, so he proposed to give 10 percentage points of profit, and on this project, our company was fully responsible." β
Ji Zhixiu lowered his eyes, and his voice was faint, "Old fox, leave it to us, the benefits are still shared, it's easy to calculate." β
If it is handed over to Ji's, this cooperation will not be much worse.
Naturally, it's much better than his own fingers.
Fan Cheng hesitated: "Then, should it be?" β
How did he feel that the president didn't particularly want to agree.
"Of course I promised, these ten percentage points are enough to make him feel pain once. By the way, did he arrange the spokesperson for this perfume? β
Ji Zhixiu's fingertips lightly touched the leather seat and asked.
"No, Mr. Cheng said that he is willing to listen to your arrangement. You have the right person, and he will pay for the contract. β