The fuzzy memory floating in the depths of my mind was like a light and flexible goldfish, which went nowhere when it swung, and Yan Rongqiu failed to salvage it after all.Watching him, He Zhu just said in a low voice, "Maybe it's really me." Yan Rongqiu naturally didn't take it to heart if it was a joke.

However, propping up half of her cheeks, listening to He Zhu sitting in front of the piano tinkling and tapping the keys, Yan Rongqiu felt soothed and sleepy, and was once again surrounded by a surging sense of familiarity and intimacy.

If, just if——what if He Zhu's words were not a joke, but true?

Yan Rongqiu closed his eyes in a daze, his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand catties.He wants to explain, he needs to explain, many small doubts accumulated in his heart, at this moment, like bubbles in the water, scrambling to pop up——

Why don't you feel disgusted by He Zhu's closeness that ignores the sense of distance?

Why does the phantom seen on the stage of the charity night overlap with He Zhu's figure?

Why do you only feel gentle and warm when listening to his "Spring Sonata"?

There are also those little details scattered in the daily life.

Just like his once foolish self, He Zhu has an unusual obsession with the legend of the spider spell.

He always seems to carry around (and he's unconvinced, but he loves it) peach flavored fruit candies.

Also, according to him, he kept the gift book at his home so that he could have a reason to see himself again and make himself willing to talk to him.But if this is the case, why not put it in a conspicuous place, or even come to you directly, but in the end, it was placed behind the hidden sofa cushion.

This is really not like his style, not clear at all, not decisive at all.

If at this moment, Yan Rongqiu thinks a little deeper, he will be able to decipher this kind of mood——

On the one hand, I hope that the other party will find out, but on the other hand, I don’t want the other party to find out. This kind of mood is full of joy and fear, anticipation and disappointment, which is extremely contradictory.

It's like taking apart a semi-finished sweater, you only need to find the thread ends that are not hidden, and then pull it a little bit, and you can't stop pulling until it becomes a pile of simple and clean wool again.

It's a pity that he was really too tired, he had too many things to think about, and his mind, which was tense to the limit, was hooked by the sound of the piano very disappointingly.He Zhu was born with a pair of good hands, suitable for beating people, and also suitable for playing the piano, he can do everything neatly.

After listening to the last string of glissando, Yan Rongqiu yawned with tears in his eyes, raised his hands into his black hair, and pulled it back forcefully.His hair hadn't been cut for a while, and it slid through his fingers in black, and it was scattered, clustering his snow-white face into a magnolia flower that bloomed in the night.

Standing up and turning around, Yan Rongqiu said to He Zhu, "I'm leaving."

After spending a whole day with him in the hospital, He Zhu's mind is not clear now.He closed the piano cover, and asked in a daze, "Where are you going?"

Yan Rongqiu: "...Go home...?"

He Zhu was silent for a moment, "Then I'll see you off."

Yan Rongqiu shook his head: "No, I want to go back by myself."

He Zhu came over, and stretched out his hand to adjust the scarf and hat for him one by one, making sure that no trace of night wind could blow in before giving up.

"It's not winter yet. I really hope it will be warmer today."

Yan Rongqiu raised his face, "Actually, I wasn't afraid of the cold at all before, but when it's very cold, I was told to wear more clothes, and I still felt panicked."

He Zhu couldn't help laughing when he heard this so naively, "That's not because you are fat."

Then, like a tacit understanding, both of them fell silent.

When He Zhu realized it, Yan Rongqiu had already spoken first.

"How do you know?" he asked.

Obviously, Yan Rongqiu saw He Zhu's silent expression as he had expected, and he stood motionless, waiting for He Zhu's response.

He Zhu raised his hand and gently smoothed Yan Rongqiu's curly black hair curled up under the brim of his hat. During this gap, he slowly said: "The September issue of "Global Business" last year, in the Entrepreneurial Spirit column, there was an article in the lower right corner. A photo of you winning the Financial Innovation Incentive Project in high school."

Yan Rongqiu stopped talking, and nodded after a while, "You have a really good memory."

He Zhu raised his eyebrows noncommittally, "Because it's about you."

"I want you to correct me a little." Before leaving, Yan Rongqiu turned his head and pointed out with a straight face, "I lost a lot of weight in high school, so I'm not fat at all!"

Looking at Yan Rongqiu's furious and furry back, He Zhu pondered thoughtfully, he still has to make people fatter, to be cute if he is fatter, it is best to round it into a peanut, white, fat and ruddy, he likes it in his heart.

In November, a large area of ​​frost rolled quickly on the ground, and the whole Chuanyuan City began to feel cold.Thick white mist and continuous rain followed, and the bright red sycamore leaves and dark green camphor leaves wet|dr||spread the road surface, and after rotting, they transpired into a spicy fragrance of grass and trees, floating slightly in the dark and cold In the biting air.

The long and difficult winter has finally begun.

Fortunately, during this period of time, Yan Rongqiu's condition has improved a lot. Although he still has to wrap himself up three layers when going out, it is not like before, when a little bit of cold can freeze his hands and feet. My bones ached, and even my spirits improved a lot.

Touching the slightly itchy wound on the back of his neck, Yan Rongqiu's cheeks felt hot, thinking that Play's shame was not in vain.

Until now, he still can't calmly accept this kind of ear stop Max's treatment method, and every time he can make a mess of him.Seeing that he always went in with a pale face, and then came out glowing red and steaming, Dr. Wu couldn't help suggesting that they don't have to do it in the hospital every time in the future, and they can choose some familiar environments to relax their emotions.

How to put it, it sounds very reasonable, but Yan Rongqiu always felt that something was weird.On the other hand, He Zhu readily agreed, and worked hard, following the doctor's advice.

As a result, the office (obviously a sacred workplace!), the bedroom at home (it was almost discovered by Xiaoxin, the danger is everywhere!), the back seat of the car (it was God's will to buy a Maybach with a spacious rear seat!), all are well listened to He Zhu, who was told by the doctor, tried hard.

Although it has no effect at all.

Yan Rongqiu is like a delicious prawn, it can be as red as it should be, and it can be as hot as it is hot.

However, when putting aside the fatality of being bitten and vulnerable, Yan Rongqiu still maintained his usual computer style without emotion, and devoted himself to his work with all his heart.Under his devil's urging, Chuanyuan Film Studio has finally completed its rectification and remodeling, and the first film "Pu Lan Peacock Valley" shot after being acquired by Tiansheng Entertainment has also been released in major theaters recently.

In the early days, this work adapted from a domestic literary award did not match the box office of commercial films of the same period, but with the unanimous praise of word-of-mouth, the box office gradually surpassed its opponents, and became the biggest dark horse of the whole platform in one fell swoop.

Taking advantage of the burning fire, Tiansheng Entertainment unanimously decided after an internal meeting to send "Pulan Peacock Valley" to participate in this year's Stuttgart International Film Festival.

So, in mid-November, Yan Rongqiu took He Zhu, together with the CEO of Tiansheng Entertainment and the main creative team, to fly to this German city close to the Black Forest and the Swabian Mountains.

As one of the most influential and top international category A film festivals in Europe, the Stuttgart Film Festival has always been the focus of many people in the industry and outside the world.On this stage, many excellent directors, actors and works emerge every year, and the threshold for their participation is also frighteningly high.This year, a total of two domestic works have been shortlisted. In addition to "Pu Lan Peacock Valley", the other is a film released by a company under Xiren Films.

Strange to say, it is different from Xi Ren Films' previous style of opening and closing, this time this movie only announced the list of a few leading actors and a main visual poster, and there is no other publicity, not even the official title. are kept strictly confidential.Moreover, it has not been screened in China beforehand, and a screening has never been held. It can be said that so far, no one has witnessed its true appearance.

"Why is it so mysterious?" Yan Rongqiu pulled down the sunshade, huddled under the blanket, flipping through the news. "What's going on in the mind of Siren's big boss? Sponsoring such a large amount of money for the Stuttgart Film Festival, do you just want to show your face? This is clearly a loss-making business."

He Zhu poured a glass of juice and handed it to him, "Who knows."

"By the way, haven't you worked in Xiren before?" Yan Rongqiu put down his phone and took a sip from his cup, "Then have you ever contacted your chairman?"

He Zhu shook his head, "My position is too low."

"That's also at the director level." Yan Rongqiu looked at him and said thoughtfully, "Speaking of which, I felt it when you first joined the job. From the perspective of your style and way of doing things, you don't look like middle management. .”

"You are too much." He Zhu smiled humbly. "Maybe you don't know that the chairman of Siren is not always in the company, and usually only controls the general direction. So let alone me, even if it is a higher-level management, few people have the opportunity to be able to See him in person."

"I heard that this year, he turned around and got busy with more important things."

Yan Rongqiu was puzzled, "Is there anything more important than work?"

He Zhu said loudly, "Marriage is a big deal."

Yan Rongqiu: "..."

"The chairman of Xiren seems to have someone he has been thinking about for many years, and that is his first love." He Zhu's voice suddenly became a little warmer and gentler, like the sparkling river surface under the sun.

Whoops!

No way, no way, He Zhu doesn't really believe that someone can give up work in order to fall in love, right?

Yan Rongqiu raised a finger, and swayed it left and right under He Zhu's eyelids.

"Listen to me, and don't watch bloody revelations in the future."

He Zhu: "..."

The index finger snapped back, stretched into a small pale fist, and Yan Rongqiu's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"You know what a gossip story once said about me?

He Zhu: "... would like to hear the details...?"

"I, I separated from He Xun because I had been with He Xun and his brother He Wanzhi... in secret, and the two wanted to... work together as soon as possible." Yan Rongqiu drank a big mouthful of fruit juice and slapped it heavily on the small table. , "Still serialized."

"Do you think this kind of marketing account should be a shark?"

He Zhu: "Yes."

Want to see.

By the time the plane arrived in Stuttgart, it was already 02:30 in the middle of the night.After the group checked into the hotel arranged by the organizer, they soon went to rest.The whole second day was a rehearsal for the opening ceremony.

The biggest highlight of the Stuttgart Film Festival is the two-day opening ceremony, including the red carpet on the first day and the opening film session on the second day.The former is a gathering of stars and superstars, while the latter is the most anticipated masterpiece by the jury.Works that can appear as the opening film are usually successfully shortlisted for the main competition unit and compete for the "Roland Gold Award" for best film-the highest honor in memory of the great German writer Roland von Zmailmann.

Finally, amidst all the attention, the film festival kicked off with great momentum.

The main venue is adjacent to the outskirts, and the weather is very cold, but the venue is still in full swing, as if it makes people feel like they are in two worlds.

As twilight is approaching, babysitter cars arrive one after another, and the "three-way battle" between domestic and foreign media reporters, security guards, and fans of artists from all walks of life also starts vigorously.The continuous flashing lights and the thrilling screams of fans converged into the most deafening "cannon fire" of this "battle".

According to the usual practice, Yan Rongqiu and other industry leaders were the first to leave, and they took their seats after the group photo was over.Considering that the so-called "mirror mirror" of foreign media is always easy to reveal the real appearance, Yan Rongqiu is more cautious and cautious, and invites the world's top modeling team to tinker with him in advance.

The hard work paid off, and the entire modeling team struggled to survive and die, in exchange for Yan Rongqiu's perfect debut.

At the moment when he stepped on the red carpet, the audience seemed to have fallen into a momentary freeze of time and space, followed by the sound of flashing lights like a storm.He is like a little prince who came out of an ancient European court movie. He is gloomy and pale, handsome and beautiful. Every move of his hand and every gesture of his feet reveals a unique elegance and nobility. He separates the space of his own existence and is simply charming. glow.

It seems that the person who murderously forced the stylist to create a visual effect of "fluffy and fullness" and "a lot of hair volume" in front of him is not him at all.

Mr. Yan, wearing a visual diamond stardust special effect all over his body, quietly walked the red carpet, took a photo together, and finally floated into his special seat.

"Keep an eye on the PR department." He ordered He Zhu with his ear, his big black eyes still glancing back and forth, completely unaware that he, a snake spirit like the one in "Gourd Baby", was giving bad ideas to the scorpion spirit . "Let them be prepared at all times, and be sure to get the latest photos as soon as possible, repair what needs to be repaired, and destroy what needs to be destroyed. Even if the media is bought, the reporter will not be able to let the reporter publish my collapsed picture."

He Zhu: "...I really don't know if you think highly of photographers or hate your colleagues in the public relations department..."

Yan Rongqiu looked at He Zhu and thought for a while, obviously not able to get what He Zhu meant, so he simply waved his small hand, as if to scatter his words, "Not yet."

He Zhu: "..."

When night fell, the gorgeous lights came on with a "snap", and the whole venue suddenly turned into a beautiful crystal palace.According to the schedule in the hands of the dispatcher, those artists gradually appeared in costumes, and started the bloodless "battle of killing" on the red carpet.

As in previous years, the artists who participated the most this year were the artists who brought their film works to the competition, followed by the actors who were invited to be judges.And this kind of world-class event has never lacked sponsors, so some of them are the spokespersons of the main sponsor's brand, and some celebrities invited by the first-line brands to walk through the scene.

Leaving aside these four categories, it is those "Idon'tknowher"-people who come from thousands of miles to rub the red carpet.

However, there must be rules of rubbing. The opening and the finale have always been reserved for the big movie kings and queens, and the "blanket stars" who just want to get a share of the popularity can only insert a needle. , it is best to know what it means to accept as soon as you see it.

The night is getting darker, and the red carpet session is coming to an end.

"It's Constance Lange's turn next, right?" Yan Rongqiu whispered.

He Zhu nodded, "That's right."

"She is an amazing person, and I look forward to seeing her." Yan Rongqiu said.

Constance Lange is a famous American actor and an old Oscar queen. Not only has he performed many well-known classic works, but he is also very noble. He is over [-] years old and is still actively working around for women and Omega rights.For her to take this finale position, it is really justified, and it couldn't be more suitable.

All media outlets are ready.

The spotlight is ready to go.

All the guests held their breaths.

Yan Rongqiu put his hands on his knees, straightened his back and looked forward——

A stretched Lincoln stopped slowly, the door opened, and the slender legs wearing Jimmy Choo crystal shoes landed gracefully, and a luxurious and beautiful woman came out.

Standing at the other end of the red carpet, she raised her hand and gently parted the bun on the back of her head. The thick chestnut hair was poured down fluffy and curly like seaweed, covering her snow-white round shoulders.

Pausing for a while to let her perfect moment bloom, the woman entered the arena leisurely, like a glamorous swan swimming in the brilliant river of light gathered by the lights.

Everyone was stunned.

That was not Constance Lange.

Some domestic media whispered to each other.

They knew who she was.

Ling Siyu.

The queen of bad movies and hype.

The unrivaled black lotus who holds the highs and tramples the lows and is riddled with negativity.

Although they knew that she was backed by a certain bigwig in the industry, and she always acted in a high-profile manner, but they really did not expect that this time, she actually extended her hand to the film festival.

Several media looked at each other and shook their heads in unison.

Alas, it's embarrassing to throw it abroad!

But having said that, squeezing out the red carpet finale of the famous actress is not the most impressive achievement since her debut——

"Hey, do you know about Ling Siyu's relationship with Yan Ming?" a member of the media lowered his voice and said mysteriously.

"Of course, this incident has caused a lot of trouble in the city, and the Yan family has lost all face, okay?"

"This woman is really powerful. She almost succeeded in forcing the palace."

"The most pitiful thing is Mrs. Yan. On the day of my son's birthday, I bumped into my husband with another woman. Tsk tsk, how did the former Miss Wen fall to such a state!"

"Alas..." an older media member sighed, "I have seen Mrs. Yan when she was seventeen or eighteen years old, and she is really different from her later. That kind of radiant look on the stage is really amazing. It will never be forgotten.”

When passing the guest seats in the front row, Ling Siyu's footsteps seemed to slow down gradually.

The heel of the JimmyChoo crystal shoe stopped slightly, and the hem of the skirt twirled slightly. She stood still, her eyes gleamed with water under the thick false eyelashes, her eyes were like honey in the sun, warm and sweet, Seemingly absent, she threw herself in the direction of Yan Rongqiu.

All sound, all light, has been extinguished.

(monster!)

(monster!)

(monster!)

In the dense darkness, Yan Rongqiu could only see a strange and bewitching miasma poisonous flower, which opened a fat disc full of mucus in slow motion.The strong stench almost licked the tip of his nose.

"It" spoke to itself.

The bloody mouthparts opened and closed, and silently spit out four words——

Small.ugly.eight.Strange.

The author has something to say: @吴医生You really understand thick

Everyone should learn from the little assistant, listen carefully to the doctor's words, and cherish the hard-won health (kimbo)

And, the author of that yxh is probably not me...

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