469 [4k begging for a monthly pass] Do you really not remember me?
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Ling Lan got her wish and changed to a seat.
She straightened the hem of her dress and sat down with a ladylike motion.
He glanced sideways at Sheng Kite, who was close to the seat in the middle, and then withdrew his gaze.
Looking ahead, holding her head high, the confident posture of the female star is sufficient, and the management of facial expressions is also appropriate, so as to avoid the gaffe when the director's unconscious camera sweeps over.
The camera does run this way.
However, it took less than a second for Ling Lan to raise her smile.
It was so fast that she didn't even image the big screen, and the camera skipped her directly.
Finally, it stopped at the next location.
Ling Lan's smile froze, and she saw the person appearing on the big screen.
The girl leaned back leisurely on the back of the chair, the petal straps outlined the superior shoulder line, and the slender collarbone was like jade.
The camera stayed on her face and didn't notice or care.
In front of everyone, with his head down and his eyes down, his long eyelashes falling down the silhouette, publicly, playing with his mobile phone.
The director was embarrassed: "......"
Tsk, this is, Waterloo again?
It was the actor just now, and he didn't want to laugh for a while, so he just captured those few seconds, and the online audience in the live broadcast room rose wildly.
Now it's the kite.
Hey, this girl, it's okay to interact with the camera, or to wave or something.
On the contrary, in this way, the audience also buys it.
Look at the messages from the audience in the live broadcast room, how enthusiastic they are, shouting beautiful sister one by one.
The little girl has been very hot lately.
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Sheng Kite can agree to change seats, and there is no other reason.
In this position, she can see the cubs more clearly, and she is happy to do it.
It's just a seat, it doesn't matter.
After a while.
Jiang Mingxin, who answered the phone, came back, followed by Xu Lizhi, who had finished the interview.
Ling Lan's obviously eager voice sounded: "Senior brother, sit here." β
I only heard Jiang Mingxin ask suspiciously: "Huh?" Why did Sheng Kite sit there? β
Ling Lan smiled very naturally and replied, "It's me and Sheng Yuan, we, sit in another place." β
"Oh, that's right."
Jiang Mingxin nodded, didn't say anything else, and prepared to sit down.
The man with silver-gray eyes behind him did not follow.
He opened his legs, crossed the seat with the three words Xu Lizhi written on it, that is, the position next to Ling Lan where he was sitting now, directly ignored Ling Lan, and walked inside.
Then he turned his head and looked at a young actor in the crew who also came to attend the ceremony this time.
"You sit outside."
Xu Lizhi's position is good, and the young actor is almost a little flattered, mistakenly thinking that it was the seniors who gave him the opportunity, and hurriedly said a few good words.
The actor sat down and turned sideways humbly and politely: "Hello Teacher Ling Lan." β
"Hmm."
Ling Lan's facial expression was a little unnatural, and she responded lukewarmly in the face of the greeting from her juniors.
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After Xu Lizhi sat down, several times, he opened his mouth to talk to the person next to him who was fiddling with his mobile phone with low eyes.
But I don't know if I feel abrupt, or if I don't have good words, so I stopped moving.
This cramped appearance.
Where is there still the shadow of arrogance when I pointed my finger at the table and mockingly said, 'Talking to people who have no concept of time, it is a waste of my time'.
At last.
He pursed his lips and looked sideways with a bit of solemnity in his silver-gray eyes.
He shouted clearly: "Sheng Kite." β
It was as if she had just noticed that there was a person sitting in the seat next to her.
When I looked up and saw that it was him, there was no surprise or anything like that.
The beautiful apricot eyes looked at it very calmly.
Sheng Yuan didn't speak, waiting for Xu Lizhi's next words.
Xu Lizhi paused for a moment: "...... Thank you for the previous things. β
He was referring to the car accident.
He didn't seem to have said thank you to her face.
"Hmm."
Sheng Yuan nodded, counting it as an answer, and then continued to pick up the phone.
This short talk should be over here.
But Xu Lizhi didn't move.
He stared at Sheng Kite's side face for a long time.
Then he frowned slightly, and asked tentatively, "...... Sheng Kite, do you really, don't you remember me? β
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"How do his eyes have this color?"
"Isn't it a monster?"
"It must be a monster, normal people don't have such eyes at all."
"Monster, let's get rid of him!"
"Destroy the monsters! Destroy the monsters! β
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A few children of ignorant age, like 'common hatred', thought they were righteous messengers for world peace.
Raising the mud block in his hand, he threw it at a little boy with silver-gray pupils.
The mud kept throwing it piece by piece, and the gentleman's shirt on the smashed little boy became dirty, but despite this, the first thing he thought of was to bend down and protect the camera in his arms.
It was a gift from his father, and he loved it.
I saw the beautiful garden outside the window in the back room, and I wanted to preserve this scenery, so I came out with the camera in my arms, but I didn't want to encounter this kind of thing.
He ran all the way to the depths of the garden and was not spared.
A few children of the same age seemed to have found something fresher than a toy, playing hide and seek.
"Hey, why didn't he beg for mercy?"
"Hey! If you beg for mercy, we can consider not destroying you. β
The little boy still only hugged his camera, silent, and his silver-gray eyes revealed immature stubbornness.
Then when he went backwards, he didn't notice it for a while, his foot was tripped, the whole person fell to the ground, and the camera rolled out of his arms.
He hurriedly picked it up.
The camera grunts twice.
Eventually, he stopped in front of a pair of small white leather shoes.
He looked up and met a pair of delicate apricot eyes.
He was a little stunned, thinking that these eyes were so beautiful, like the best-looking and most shining jewel on his mother's favorite necklace.
But the owner of the apricot eyes was just condescending and glanced at him coldly.
Then he stepped over the camera and over him.
Looking at the children, he said coldly, "Go out." β
For some reason, the children, who were still very arrogant, immediately scattered like mice seeing cats, and ran away without a trace.
He thinks she helped herself get rid of them.
Out of some impulse, he subconsciously picked up the camera on the ground.
Using the photography skills taught to him by his father, the camera slowly focused on the small side face of the owner of the pair of almond eyes.
"Click".
The first photo of this camera was taken.
But she didn't look at him again, squatted in front of the trampled flower, frowned and shouted, "Uncle housekeeper." β
A middle-aged man with a kind face immediately ran out, "Miss." β
She was aggrieved and distressed: "Flowers." β
"It's okay Miss, I'll help you revive it." The housekeeper smiled softly and comforted, and then saw him embarrassed next to him, and sighed: "Whose young master is this, why did you come here?" β
He was invited out by a servant who had been commanded.
At the time of the corner.
He politely asked the servant what kind of flower it was.
The servant replied, "Rose." β
Then he added: "It's our eldest lady, the favorite flower." β
When he returned, he couldn't wait for his father to teach him to wash out the only picture in his camera.
And then.
Sandwiched between one of his favorite fairy tale books.
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"Yes."
Sheng Kite replied.
Xu Lizhi's furrowed brows relaxed for two seconds.
Then, I heard Sheng Kite say his name flatly, "Xu Lizhi." β
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Her eyes were full of strangeness.
She didn't remember at all.
Xu Lizhi's silver-gray eyes, which lit up slightly, dimmed again.
However, it is understandable that she was very young at the time and would forget, and it was not such an unacceptable thing.
But he also forgot.
This made Xu Lizhi a little unacceptable.
The fairy tale book was found, and the picture fell out of the mezzanine.
When he saw the photo, he remembered everything that happened when he was a child.
That feeling.
It's like a long-sealed memory in my mind, reawakened clearly.
Favorite fairy tale books, and photos sandwiched between favorite fairy tale books.
How could he, forget......
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The final countdown to the start of the awards ceremony is three minutes.
I have to say that the director is really good at the whole thing.
Recently, Director Jiang's "Glory Family" has become a hit, and his sharp eyes swept to the audience, sitting in the same row of Sheng Kite and Xu Lizhi.
In the play, there are quite a lot of fans knocking on the male protagonist Shi Jue and the female fifth Song Yunan.
The main reason is that after Song Yunan went offline, at the funeral, Shi Jue personally appeared, bent down and gently placed a white chrysanthemum on her.
Although Shi Jue did not leave a word.
But this scene is very meaningful.
The audience speculated about what kind of emotion Shi Jue had for Song Yunan, whether he liked it or just pity.
There are obviously more viewers who press the former.
There's nothing more fun than snorting CP.
Then the next second.
On the big screen, Sheng Kite and Xu Lizhi appeared directly side by side.
There are only these two people on the huge screen.
The guests at the scene saw it, with a ridiculous smile on their faces, and projected it towards Sheng Yuan and Xu Lizhi from time to time.
The barrage area in the live broadcast room is even more lively.
Song Yunan's fans were directly excited.
And then it didn't take long.
I realized that something was wrong.
On the big screen, Xu Lizhi saw the camera swept over, but raised his hand and said hello.
But Sheng Kite, this girl sat there, stunned and didn't interact with the person next to her at all, bowed her head and played with her mobile phone.
knows, I know that Sheng Kite and Xu Lizhi have just come out of a crew after filming.
I don't know.
I thought it was a coincidence, two artists who were so strange that they had never seen each other, the organizer's arrangement, and the seat number were just connected.
It's obviously on the same big screen.
But between the two, the atmosphere was so cold that it couldn't be.
This coldness, looking at it, is still one-sided, and between it and Xu Lizhi, it seems to have divided a Chu River and Han boundary.
A big screen.
The living being is separated and divided into two worlds.
Shi Song CP, who survived for less than two minutes in the live broadcast room, was disbanded on the spot.
It's still knocking, knocking it, it's really too much brain, these two, inside and outside the play, are impossible things at all.
Some people also threw out the link to Director Jiang's interview video.
ββIn the video, Director Jiang was asked about the entangled relationship between Song Yunan and Shi Jue in the play.
Director Jiang: "It's complicated, but there is absolutely no love between men and women. β
Mockery in the barrage area of the live broadcast roomββ
[If you make up too much brain, you will only hurt you. γ
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Ling Lan was ready enough to go on stage.
But when the awards ceremony began, the music played and the lights dimmed.
The host on the stage announced loudly that the Best Actress award.
It was the name of another female artist.
Ling Lan was stunned in her seat in disbelief, but as a shortlisted artist who was not selected, she still had to do a good job in her superficial work.
She smiled heartily and raised her hand to applaud the female artist and sing happily.
Before the opening, the phrase 'close to the exit' she said to Sheng Kite became ridiculous.
She did sit near the exit.
However, there was no need to get up and go out.
Ling Lan's nails were all pinched into the flesh.
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The award ceremony was well scheduled.
The female artist's part ends, and it immediately becomes the male artist's turn.
At the annual Lily Awards ceremony, the most eye-catching thing is the trophy for the best leading role.
Speaking of which.
The live broadcast room was discussed.
[If the actor hadn't withdrawn from the circle at the beginning, the trophy of that year would have been his. γ
[It's a pity, there was a bye.] γ
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About an hour and a half of the award ceremony ended.
At the end of the show.
Jiang Mingxin found Sheng Kite meaningfully.
"Little girl, come on, this time next year, I think you have a good chance of standing up."
"You still have a long way to go."
When these words come out of the mouths of others, they are at most an encouragement and praise.
can be said by Director Jiang himself, then, it is a little more certain.
Sheng Yuan curled her lips and smiled, but didn't say anything.
Next year...... Is it?
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[Sister Sheng Yuan, I'll hand it over to you, Brother Yan.] ]
- Assistant Xiaozhou.
In the elevator to the underground car park.
Zhang Bai carried the cat bag: "People are in the car." β
As soon as the elevator opened, Sheng Kite walked outside with her skirt.
Zhang Bai prompted: "Right." β
In a hidden corner of the parking lot, the nanny car is parked there.
Sheng Kite walked over and opened the car door.
Shi Yan sat in the last row, and he had already changed the dark suit on his body.
Sweatshirt, trousers, baseball cap, and a mask on one ear.
With cold eyebrows and sharp facial lines, he sat there quietly.
When I saw Sheng Kite, I looked over with black eyes.
Somehow, like, a little bit of- unhappy?
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Zhang Bai sat in the passenger seat with the cat, and then instructed the driver to drive.
The car pulls out of the underground parking lot.
The back seat of the nanny car has half the space.
Sheng Yuan pulled down the hem of her skirt and just sat down.
"Tired?"
Sheng Yuan looked at Shi Yan with a smile, "It's okay." β
Shi Yan nodded.
And then.
A bony hand grasped Sheng Kite's wrist, tightened it, and pulled it in the opposite direction, and her head gently pressed against the chest of the palm owner.
was embraced into an embrace with a clean and crisp smell of cedar.
"Sleep for a while, then."
The low magnetic field is good to hear, and a somewhat cold male voice comes down from the top of the head.
Sheng Kite was a little confused.
She just said, it seems, that she is not tired.
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Sheng Kite blinked.
With a small movement, he moved his head, and his forehead was attached to the side of Shi Yan's neck, and he could see the cold white neck at the collar of his sweatshirt.
"That, Shi Yan."
His warm, dry palms tightened in two.
He said sullenly: "You sleep, don't talk." β
Sheng Kite: I'm not tired.
Shi Yan: You're tired.
Sheng Kite: Okay, I'm tired.
When I was at ease, I hugged my wife Yan.