Gong Nan God's little rabbit

How does it feel to be hugged by someone you love?How does it feel to be hugged tightly from behind by someone you have loved for ten years?

This is something Liang Ren had never thought about before.

So, he was a little confused.

As a result of this ignorance, he was gently pulled over by Gong Qi, holding his small face and giving him a deep kiss that was caught off guard.

Then...he fainted.

I don't know whether it was because of the over-shock or the effect of the alcohol, but Liang Ren who appeared out of nowhere shrank back out of nowhere.

Gong Yan hugged and kissed the silly thing who suddenly lost consciousness, a little dumbfounded, kissed his little face flushed from alcohol, and fell asleep with his limp little lover in his arms.

The moonlight was just right outside the window, and the white moonlight hit the wooden floor through the glass of the balcony, illuminating the room brightly, as if in a fairyland.

Gong Yan didn't dare to sleep too deeply, and the little man woke up twice during the night, first complaining about his thirst, and then complaining about his headache.Gong Qi went downstairs to warm up the hangover soup, and changed some cold towels for him. It wasn't until the sky was getting brighter outside, and the faint sound of birdsong could be heard one after another, that Fang You stopped the noise and fell asleep again in a daze.

What happened that night, the little man forgot all about it after sleeping, and there was no trace of hidden thoughts in his expression. He stuck to the palace as always, like a big brown candy, following wherever he went .

Gong Qi also never mentioned Ning Junmin, just pretending that nothing happened, but when Fang You went out occasionally, he secretly added twice as many people, and kept a closer eye on the whereabouts of the Ning brothers and sisters.

Time just passed by like a trickle in the cooperation of the two of them, one in a daze and the other pretending to be deaf.

After "The Journey of Dust" was released in the summer vacation, Gong Tianwang once again became popular among all ages.Fang You is still that little transparent, concentrating on making music and practicing acting, not participating in any publicity nor answering any announcements, never wearing sunglasses when shopping in the supermarket, and not afraid of being recognized with a plain face.

Immediately afterwards, the final production of "This Love Is Not Human" was completed.Because of the subject matter, it couldn't be screened in China, so Sheng Shi directly threw it into the Golden Chrysanthemum Awards in the movie capital, and didn't care about it anymore.It wasn't until the end of the year that the staff of the awards ceremony contacted him specifically and invited him to attend the gala ceremony.

So, Director Sheng proudly took a few leading actors and flew directly to the movie capital.

On the crowded red carpet scene, there are celebrities with outstanding figures and exquisite makeup everywhere. The sound of the shutter clicks, and just listening to the sound can make people's heart beat faster and blood boil.

This is a place full of charm, the tide of applause and aura of flowers makes everyone in it addictive and unable to stop.

The feeling of being surrounded by screams, the feeling of being surrounded by countless amazing eyes, the feeling of standing high above the bustling center...

"Oh? Where's my mirror? I want to take a picture again. My wife is watching the live broadcast in front of the TV. You can't embarrass him."

The deep and mellow voice broke the turbulent atmosphere in the luxury car. Director Sheng, who was holding a red wine glass filled with thirteen, gave him a hard look, and said coldly, "Shut up."

Liu Dabao shrank his neck in fright, let out a low oh, turned his head and asked Fang You in a low voice, "Xiao Jiang, do you have a mirror?"

Director Sheng's fingers pinching the cup turned white, and whenever he thought of counting on such a bastard to come on stage and give an award acceptance speech in a majestic manner, his liver ached.

Fang You took out a mirror from his small backpack and handed it to him, and said carefully to Sheng Shi: "Director, will Mr. Gong really come? When will he come? Will he sit with us?"

"..."

Director Sheng picked up the red wine glass on the table again, turned his head to look at the dark car window, quietly recalled the fleeting years, and felt poetic youth.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fang You seemed to be thinking seriously about something important, so he didn't dare to disturb him anymore, turned around and reached for the mobile phone in the small backpack, swiped open the screen to send a message to his sweetheart, and then happily waited for Gong Zhi's reply .

There was silence in the carriage, everyone was silently doing things that had nothing to do with the grand ceremony, the atmosphere was serious and weird.

After finally getting out of the car, they walked the red carpet gracefully and handsomely, and everyone took their seats in the arranged seats.Sheng Shi glanced at their seats indiscriminately...in the middle of the podium.Except for those international superstars who won awards and got soft hands, this position is already very high.Director Sheng, who was always confident in his heart, was even more confident now.

Liu Yunge sat on a chair with a straight waist and an elegant posture, with a tough face of a domineering president, playing with the phone sideways, occasionally showing a smirk like an idiot, and then quickly retracted it, and his slender fingers quickly moved across the screen of the phone typing.

Fang You was wearing a three-piece suit with luxurious workmanship, his little head turned left and right from time to time, and his eyes scanned every place in the venue several times, but he still couldn't find Mr. Gong, and his little face was a little unhappy .

Director Sheng, who was already in a high mood, was once again beaten into a scumbag by these two things around him, and he was the only one feeling complacent, which is really frustrating.

From now on, he will never attend an award ceremony with these two guys again.

"The 69th Film Capital Golden Chrysanthemum Awards, the best actor. He is a famous actor from Huaguo whose strength and appearance are equally depressing... JOh

yLiu, Mr. Liu Yunge! "

Sheng Shi raised his eyebrows and smiled complacently. This is the actor he brought up with his own hands, so it's too bragging.

Liu Dabao shook his hands, and dropped his phone to the ground. He quickly squatted down to pick it up, but Sheng Shi kicked his ass so hard from behind that he almost got under the table, "Why the hell come out for me?" , go up!"

Liu Dabao crawled out from under the chair disheveledly, with a look of reluctance on his face, "Remember to pick up the phone for me, don't let them step on it."

"Okay, okay, let's go."

Actor Liu walked onto the stage steadily amidst the real or fake congratulations of everyone, and after thanking the award-presenting guests, he respectfully took the trophy with both hands, and spoke in fluent and standard English without any affectation. The elite sportsman style, handsome as a mess.

There were bursts of laughter and uninterrupted applause from time to time in the audience. Director Sheng proudly raised the French red wine in his hand and shook it gently. The rose-colored light and shadow reflected the intoxicating beauty. He seemed to be looking at his own child To be honored is as proud and satisfying as applause.

Actors are great, but those who can teach them are the real bosses behind the scenes, such as him.

On the high stage, Liu Yunge, who was holding golden chrysanthemums, smiled genuinely and decently. At the end of the speech, he suddenly switched from smooth and pleasant English to Chinese. He raised his voice a few degrees, lowered his head to the microphone in front of him, and said loudly and emotionally: "Daughter-in-law, baby Xiao Jing, you said that you would marry me when I get the Best Actor Award, and we will go home to see my parents during the Chinese New Year!"

"Crack!" The goblet in Director Sheng's hand fell to the ground, and the wine spilled all over the floor.

Wucao, who can go up and drag that shameful thing down? !