THE ONE only [entertainment circle]

Ji Fengxing sent Lu Beichen to Ziyuan and left without staying.

He Minghao looked out the window: "What's going on? Mr. Ji won't come in?"

Lu Beichen bowed his head: "It's okay."

Nothing to blame.

Lu Beichen went back to his room and locked the door, and touched his lips. It turned out that the feeling of kissing someone else was different from that of a thin heart.

Although it was quickly pushed away, the sense of guilt was still lingering.

Ji Fengxing parked the car on the side of the road, and pressed his lips to him without warning, and he didn't fully react until now, as if it was an illusion.

Lu Beichen sneered, and didn't bother to take out his mobile phone due to time difference and continued to call Boxin. This time it was no longer answered, but rejected.

Bo Yan pressed the call, pulled out Lu Beichen's number to prevent the contact from calling, and deleted the number in front of Bo Xin.

"Don't watch the domestic news anymore, don't worry about what he's doing anymore, he was snatched away, and he will be snatched back later, don't think about anything, what you have to do now is to give me peace of mind and recuperate."

Due to the rumors about Lu Beichen's scandal, Bo Xin suffered another attack, which was worse than last time, but luckily he found out in time and calmed down.

When Bo Xin was discovered, her ring finger was almost cut off by herself, and she unconsciously wanted to take off the ring, but she didn't expect it to be such an extreme approach, there is nothing worse than this.

Bo Xin curled up her fingers in silence, and suddenly said: "What if... you can't get it back?"

Bo Yan slapped the table: "That proves that he doesn't have you in his heart, you are just playing around, recognize the reality."

Bo Xin didn't say a word, inadvertently touched the finger that had just been stitched together, her brow hurt, and the ring on the finger was gone.

Bo Yan tossed the phone to Orange: "From now on, MILI will be fully responsible for answering incoming calls, and passwords for social account permissions will be changed, which will be managed by the manager."

Orange witnessed Bo Xin's attack all the way, and it was shocking: "Honey, are you being too cruel to Bo Xin, Brother Chen is his spiritual pillar after all."

Bo Yan said angrily: "Lu Beichen has too many unstable elements. If the spiritual pillar runs away with others, will Bo Xin die? The men of the Bo family have never been so cowardly."

But for Bo Xin, three years is really too long.

It's not easy to live, but it takes a lot of willpower to re-emerge in your career and bear the doubts about whether your sweetheart will empathize with another.

Before leaving, Bo Yan confessed: "Bo Xin, live a good life for me."

Lu Beichen called Bo Xin many times, but it was indicated that he was on the phone, obviously the contact was blocked.

The messages sent by various communication methods fell into the sea, and even Bo Yan and Orange didn't answer the phone.

Lu Beichen was no less dazed than thin-hearted at the moment, and even more anxious.

Why not give him a chance to explain?

Ji Fengxing returned home, took whiskey and added ice cubes, and used alcohol to numb himself.

He clearly wanted to hide all his feelings in his heart, but he didn't know whether it was because of Lu Beichen's rare helplessness or the rings and tattoos on his hands, and his emotions collapsed.

Occasionally revealing concerns that cross boundaries, Lu Beichen is not against contentment, but after tonight, he may really not even be able to be friends.

He was the one who first interacted with Lu Beichen, but he didn't express all kinds of concerns in the end. Ji Fengxing had nothing but regrets and regrets.

Half drunk and half awake, he picked up his phone and left a message to Lu Beichen: Sorry, there will be no next time.

no reply.

Lu Beichen had no intention of writing for several days in a row, and occasionally dialed the number with a fluke mentality, but in the end he failed to get through.

Li Yanran cooked the meal, but Lu Beichen refused to eat it, and it all ended up in He Minghao's stomach.

Ji Fengxing called He Minghao and said, "Is he alright?"

He Minghao said bluntly: "It's not very good to be honest, Mr. Ji, if you come to persuade him, brother Chen won't listen to anything."

Ji Fengxing: "It will only get worse if I go."

He Minghao: "Huh?"

Ji Fengxing: "Leave to Switzerland in a week, tell him to get ready."

He Minghao: "Mr. Ji didn't blame me for burying you. Brother Chen, let alone going to Switzerland, hasn't eaten in the past few days."

Ji Fengxing: "Still can't get in touch with Bo Xin?"

He Minghao: "Yes."

Ji Fengxing: "Tell him what I said, and he will think about it."

A week later, they flew to Switzerland to hold the awards ceremony on time. Ji Fengxing brought his chief assistant Jin Yan, and Lu Beichen brought He Minghao.

Lu Beichen was silent all the way, and He Minghao helped him unscrew his luggage.

Monsoon's itinerary was full and the schedule was tight. The flight was late last night, and I just arrived at Zurich Airport in the morning, and the award ceremony was in the afternoon.

Lu Beichen went to the hotel suite to change into a shirt and trousers, rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt as he walked, and asked He Minghao to tie him a tie.

Lu Beichen has never been able to learn these things for children with self-care problems.

He Minghao happened to go out to confirm the venue with the organizer. Ji Fengxing stepped forward to fasten Lu Beichen's tie, and said softly, "Don't be nervous."

Jin Yan on the side kept his figure straight, doing his duty as the general assistant, and turned a blind eye.

Ji Fengxing took off his tie clip and put it on Lu Beichen's red tie: "That night...it was me..."

Lu Beichen stepped back and pushed his hand away: "This matter has changed, don't mention it again, we are still friends."

Ji Fengxing nodded: "Okay."

What Ji Fengxing asked He Minghao to bring was: "No matter how rigid the relationship is, Bo Xin will definitely watch his awards ceremony."

After hearing this, Lu Beichen boarded the plane to Switzerland without hesitation.

Bo Xin lay on the hospital bed to recuperate, her mobile phone was confiscated, when she was bored, she could only pick up the remote control to watch TV, counting the time is today.

The International Literary Awards Ceremony was being broadcast live, and the camera was just at the entrance. Lu Beichen walked on the red carpet with Monsoon, greeted the camera and the audience around the world, and both sat down.

Bo Xin couldn't help but stop to switch channels, watching intently.

Ji Fengxing adjusted Lu Beichen's clothes. The live music was too loud and he couldn't hear the words clearly, so he had to whisper to each other.

Bo Xin's heart suddenly throbbed, and she fell off the hospital bed.

The nurse on duty came in and took a look, then ran to call the doctor.

Bo Yan heard the noise and followed closely, and instantly understood when he scanned the TV screen: "The TV is off."

Bo Xin stopped the nurse: "I can bear it."

Bo Yan stepped forward to hold Bo Xin's chin with his hands, and looked down at Bo Xin: "Are you so self-abuse?"

Swiss venue.

After taking the call, Jin Yan went into the waiting room, and whispered in Ji Fengxing's ear: "Mr. Ji, someone has found out and said that the photos will be released during the live broadcast of the awards ceremony."

Ji Fengxing had a stern expression: "Give him whatever you want, and seal his mouth."

On the night when I came back from the airport, there were paparazzi following the car. I just wanted to find some gossip. I didn't want to take a picture of Ji Fengxing kissing Lu Beichen, so he charged a sky-high price.

Jin Yan worried: "This person is notorious in the circle, I'm afraid..."

Ji Fengxing interrupted: "No matter what the method is, it cannot be made public."

Lu Beichen came to the stage to award the award and delivered an acceptance speech.

Bo Yan was afraid that something would happen to Bo Xin, so he sat down to watch live TV with him.

Wearing a slim black suit and a red tie, Lu Beichen stood upright on the podium. He was tall and thin and had an imposing aura, compared to the foreigner male host next to him.

Only two literary giants in China have won this award, but Lu Beichen is only 22 this year. Foreign media defined him as a young and promising writer with the most potential in China's new generation.

Bo Yan couldn't deny it: "You have a good vision, you are indeed a rare stunner."

Bo Xin clenched her fists and said in a deep voice, "Don't use that look, he's not a woman."

Bo Yan laughed it off: "In our eyes, it is enough that he can be conquered."

On the other side of the world, Lu Beichen cleared his throat, picked up the microphone, and smiled lightly: "It's an honor to receive this award, thanks to my motherland, and to Fengxing Media."

Very polite testimonial, unscripted impromptu speech.

"Many people forwarded my award-winning news and shared this glory. To be honest, I am very proud."

"I work long hours every day, often all night, day and night upside down, my parents were against it at first, but I persisted..."

"It could be that... you worked too hard, and you always cooperated with Mr. Ji to revise the manuscript until midnight, um... lonely and widowed, living in the same room, let my family misunderstand."

"I forgot to say... I like men..."

The direction was suddenly a bit wrong, and the Chinese in the audience below began to be a little uproarious.

He Minghao looked confused: "Brother Chen said something messy on the international podium, and the rhythm was out of order. This is not purely recruiting himself."

"I know you are watching the live broadcast, so be more confident." Lu Beichen raised his hand and pointed directly at the camera: "Don't look at other people, it's you."

The audience on and off the field looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Do you know... when you're not around... I feel bad."

Lu Beichen smiled again, lowered his head and kissed the ring, then looked up at the camera affectionately, and mouthed a name: "I'll wait for you."

"Also, I love you..."

Ji Fengxing knew that Lu Beichen wanted to ask for forgiveness, but he didn't expect it to be such a grand confession, so he suddenly turned his face away with a sore heart, deliberately not to let Jin Yan see it.

Bo Yan pulled his lips: "I'm good at flirting, and I know how to get your attention in this way."

Bo Xin frowned: "I misunderstood him."

Bo Yan got up: "That's right, aside from wanting to be famous, no one would say such inexplicable words on the international stage. The domestic forums are probably blown up."

Lu Beichen's girlfriend fan and wife fan were saddened, and cp fans revived again, entrenched in all major social platforms.

【嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤咱咱咱咱......】

[I just misread or misheard.Brother Chen actually admitted to coming out on the awards platform! 】

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[Who understands lip language, did the mouth shape just now mean thin-hearted? 】

【I feel like...】

[Upstairs + 1...]

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[As the only remaining Bolu CP fans, will we be slapped to death on the beach by Li Yanran's fans? 】

[Who is afraid of who, anyway, Bo Lu is king! 】

[Brother has a lot of knowledge, it's a good thing to change the shotgun to the cannon anyway. 】