Hot Search Nail House [Entertainment]

In the revolving banquet hall on the top floor of the ACE Hotel, the spotlights are flickering non-stop, like a heavy snowflake flying all over the sky, making the whole world glaringly white.

At the end of the weekend, he looked at his watch. There were still two hours before the flight to Venice, Italy, leaving him little time.

He raised his hand to signal, and an assistant handed over the microphone, and the scene became silent for an instant. Everyone held their breath and looked at the focal point, waiting for the final statement to come.

The field controller is an old employee who has worked in ACE for many years. He has been used to this kind of thing for a long time. The actor who was forced to come out due to exposure, ruined his acting career and finally retired.

He held the last press conference during his lifetime at the ACE Hotel, and then under the pressure and pain of public opinion, he chose to embark on the path of self-destruction.

Weekend obviously also had a deep impression on this incident, he picked up the microphone and said: "12 years ago, my cousin who was young was forced to publicly announce his coming out here, and half a month later, at home Turn on the gas to commit suicide."

The film king was Xia Yicen's father's cousin, and his ending was one of the reasons why the old man of the Xia family resolutely refused to allow Xia Yicen to embark on the path of acting.

"The times are progressing, and the horizons and thoughts of the public and friends from the media must be wider than those of 12 years ago." Looking around the audience at the end of the weekend, he said with a big smile: "So today, I will make and That cousin made the same decision, but this time no one will do any self-harming behavior out of fear of worldly vision and pressure from public opinion. Please understand even if you don’t support it.”

The scene was silent for a few seconds, and then, like a pot of boiling hot water, there was endless noise and discussion.

"What do you mean, Mr. Zhou?" Someone raised his voice and asked.

Standing up at the end of the weekend, bypassing the stunned AI public relations team, walked to the long table, put his hands on his stomach and nodded, and finally said: "As Mr. Bai said, we are in love and dating, I choose to come out .”

After speaking, he ignored those who were shocked, questioned, or watching the show, and left the table to rush to the airport.

On the way, his mobile phone was about to explode at the end of the weekend, but this time he didn't even want to answer the phone call from his mother Chen Tong. After picking up the ticket, he turned off the phone directly, and all he wanted was to fly back to Bai Yueyang as soon as possible.

After getting off the plane, I turned to the waterway and rented a gondola at the end of the weekend. The light, slender and uniquely shaped boat shuttled through the water network formed by 117 canals, rushing forward with shallow waves.

The scenery along the way is gentle, and the water city is like a drop of tear that fell into the mortal world before Lucifer fell into the sky. It is crystal clear and soft. It is a warm dream floating on the blue waves.

At the end of the weekend, he had no intention of admiring the scenery. He just felt that the boat was still going too slowly, and he wished he could put on Dorothy's silver shoes and appear in front of that person with a touch of his feet.

Arriving below the hotel, the boatman parked the gondola in a water alley that was narrower than the alley of the Imperial Capital, with the window of the room above his head. At the end of the weekend, he was finally willing to turn on his phone, ignore those incoming call alerts and text messages, and dial to Bai Yueyang .

The phone was picked up, and a cold and calm female voice came from the other end. Ye Ling seemed to have guessed everything, and she asked calmly, "Mr. Zhou, where are you?"

Looking up at the window at the end of the weekend, he told Ye Ling: "I'm right here, let Bai Yueyang answer the phone by himself."

Ye Ling looked at his boss, who was clearly impatient, but still insisted on not returning the phone, and said to himself, "Young Master Zhou, have you made your decision and won't you regret it?"

"Yes, yes," Weekend resisted the impulse, trying to maintain his gentleness and demeanor in front of women, even though he knew that the other party could not see, he still nodded desperately: "Beautiful sister assistant, I'm sorry, I won't put The opportunity is left to you."

After hearing this, Ye Ling looked at Bai Yueyang, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips. It was a very small arc, but she still successfully conveyed a satisfactory answer.

Bai Yueyang answered the phone, called Weekend's name, and when he answered something, he strode towards the window, pushed open the window full of patterns, and looked down full of joy and excitement.

The four eyes met, and then, from the corner of the eye, it seemed as if the sky and the earth were fading, and the colorful Venice gradually turned into a gray nothingness as they looked at each other's eyes, serving as a background to set off the obsessive eyes, and plants lingered in the ears. The voice of withering, that is the low voice of all things, singing with their hearts in their hands, just to make them the only protagonists at this moment.

There is nothing left to look at each other, nothing can interfere, nothing can block, nothing can infect...

Bai Yueyang saw a big smile on the end of the weekend, it just showed the beauty, youth, vigor and enthusiasm that he possessed, all of which fascinated him deeply.

"You're back, aren't you?" He asked cautiously, as if he was afraid of scaring away a butterfly that was barely settled.

Waving at him at the end of the weekend, he said loudly, "Yes! Uncle Bai, I am the one who is back! Come down quickly, and I will accompany you to see the Bridge of Sighs."

Gondolas slowly flow along the canal, and the afternoon sun is lazy and bright. According to the mist-tainted foam in the air, the naked eye can't see any impurities and dust, just like being in a perfect crystal ball.

Leaning on Bai Yueyang's shoulder at the end of the week, rubbing against him again and again, no amount of intimacy was enough, she straightened up and hugged his arm, her cheeks were stained crimson due to the ups and downs of her mood.

"Before I came here, I actually wanted to scold you." Weekend deliberately pressed the corners of his lips, and soon he couldn't help laughing, "Uncle Bai, why are you acting like a young man, and we are in big trouble now gone."

Bai Yueyang scratched the bridge of Zhou weekend's nose and asked him: "Then are you afraid?"

Knowing at the end of the weekend that he must not have seen his performance at the press conference more than ten hours ago, he began to look forward to seeing what Bai Yueyang's reaction would be when he found out.

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid to death," he pretended to shake twice, and said, "I'm afraid you're teasing me, dear Mr. Bai, because this time I have no way out."

Without knowing it, Bai Yueyang went in, looked at him suspiciously, and asked with his eyes.

At the end of the weekend, I turned on my phone, and the news about my coming out has indeed hit the headlines. The major domestic media platforms have already blown the pot, and everyone has expressed their views on this matter, with mixed opinions.

Fortunately, there were many voices of blessings, so he randomly selected a video recorded on the spot, and clicked on it for Bai Yueyang to watch.

When Bai Yueyang heard the last words at the press conference at the end of the weekend, he almost couldn't help crying.

He blinked his sore eyes, and looked at his little warrior, his eyes were so affectionate that he could drown him alive.

"You beat Uncle Bai," said Zhou Mo, remembering the dream he had before, he thought of himself as that big rock, plunged into Bai Yueyang's arms, took his hands to hug him, and murmured : "Hold it, from now on, I will walk with you."

Bai Yueyang's heart was soft as if it was about to melt, but he also felt that he was almost invincible in an instant. He finally found his weakness and armor, and embraced it happily.

He took out the pair of carefully crafted platinum rings, first put them on for the weekend, and then asked him to take the other one to put on his ring finger—after doing this, it seemed that something erratic was finally caught by the circle. died.

At the end of the weekend, he raised his hand with the ring and looked carefully at the sun. After a while, he saw the Bridge of Sighs approaching from between his fingers.

The arcade bridge is between the prison and the Governor's Palace. The small Baroque houses are covered with vaults and are tightly closed, only two small windows are left on the side facing the canal.

"Alas—" Weekend Mo sighed, and looked at Bai Yueyang.

"What's the matter baby?" The other party asked immediately.

"Nothing, depending on the situation," Zhou weekend replied with a smile: "Do you know the legend of the Bridge of Sighs? Having to pass through this airtight bridge, they can only look at the blue sky through the small window. Thinking of their family members waiting on the boat under the bridge to say goodbye, they have mixed feelings in their hearts and sigh involuntarily, because they know how to move forward. , I will bid farewell to everything in the world.”

Probably out of interest, when it comes to these western allusions, Mr. Zhou always knows them all.

"Me too, if I move forward, I will bid farewell to everything before..." He added, sounding a little sad.

Bai Yueyang knew that with his personality, it would be difficult to accept this stable and long-term relationship quickly. He grabbed Zhou weekend's shoulders, looked him in the eyes seriously, and told him: "I promise, you will get better of."

At the end of the week, he held Bai Yueyang's hand, nodded and smiled and said, "That's needless to say, so I'm here."

Bai Yueyang also laughed, and he asked: "Have you heard of another legend about the Bridge of Sighs? It is said that lovers who kiss under the bridge can last forever..."

He pressed the back of Zhou weekend's head, pulled him towards himself, gently sucked those light-colored, soft and wet lips, and slowly drew, licked, and tasted with the tip of his tongue.

This is a kiss that is not tainted with any desire, but is extremely affectionate.

After parting, the two cuddled each other and sat on the boat full of satisfaction and comfort, letting the gondola lead them along the canal.

At the end of the weekend, he began to chatter with Bai Yueyang, he didn't care whether the other party responded, a quiet but attentive listener was what he had always wanted very much.

He started from his own memory, talking about how he threw chickens into the water as ducklings and drowned when he was young and ignorant; how he secretly dug holes for the teacher's apples and stuffed worms into them to scare people when he was in elementary school; When I was in junior high school, I started to fall in love, fighting with other boys for class beauty, and bullied him until I transferred to another school; I talked about hanging out with a group of friends in high school, and I tried it for the first time under the drive of curiosity...

"... I went abroad to study in college, and I played more crazy, racing cars, taking drugs, one-night stands... But I always pay attention to safety, there is only one accident. Later, the plot turned into a bloody drama, and the girl was pregnant. Yep," at the end of the weekend, he talked about the absurdity of his university, and confessed the guilt that was suppressed in his heart to his lover: "I only found out when I was going back to China, and I didn't know it for a few months. I only gave her money to get rid of it... ..."

Bai Yueyang was very strange, the child's matter was handled very well by Ye Ling, and there was no news about it at all, he thought he knew about it at the end of the weekend, wondering where he heard it from, so he asked: "She contacted you recently? "

"What? Who?" Weekend asked back.

Bai Yueyang looked at him, judging from the bewildered expression, the little villain probably didn't know.

"It's nothing. Baby, what you said to me didn't turn out to be a good thing. It's not too much to say that you are a demon king. Why, do you want to be beaten?" Bai Yueyang evaded this question and joked with a smile.

At the end of the weekend, he suddenly became serious. He grabbed Bai Yueyang's ring-wearing hand, and inserted the fingers of his left hand one by one between the other's fingers, forming a cross-finger pose.

He shook his wrist, and the two rings were tightly pressed together, making a small and crisp sound as they collided with each other.

"Uncle Bai, look, apart from making a lot of noise, I'm generally a good citizen who abides by the law." Weekend weekend bent his big amber eyes into two crescents, and said, "This is almost my All the bad things you've done."

"So?" Bai Yueyang leaned over, and gently pressed his forehead to that of Weekend Weekend.

"I know what you are worried about, and I also know that I may be shaken." Weekend took a long breath, and he raised his eyes to look at Bai Yueyang, his eyes were so firm, sincere, and passionate.

He told him: "So I'll give you the handle, let you handle it... You can't run away if you want to, my dear Uncle Bai?"

——If you have grasped it, never let it go.

The author has something to say:

The main text of the hot search list is over, and follow-up questions such as the attitudes of the parents of the two parties will be written in the episode.

Next, I will write an ancient martial arts story, about love and hatred in the world...

The copy is as follows, if you are interested, you can bookmark it first, thank you for reading and accompanying.

The young leader of the demon sect who just took office was surrounded and suppressed by decent martial arts people for no reason

On the way to escape wounded, he accidentally rescued the only son of his enemy who lost his memory

How to do it?It's better to take it back to make a good student, let him recognize the "thief" as his teacher, and avenge himself

Han Chuan: "I don't care what the world says, I only believe in Master."

Yan Jiu: "Oh, then can you start with being a teacher first?"

Keys:

Martial arts drama master and apprentice 1V1HE

Justice, seriousness and affection, the little loyal dog apprentice Gong X chic and unrestrained big beauty master suffers

In the shape of a wave, the heart belongs to only one person

Conquer self-restraint, love goes deeper

The so-called Demon Cult is nothing more than putting on the surface the tricks hidden by those moral and self-proclaimed righteous people in the martial arts world.

The young Demon Sect leader is the only genius who has practiced "Puzhen Jue" in a hundred years, and this success also brought him a fatal disaster.

Revenge, let those who ruined him for their own selfishness show their true colors in front of the world.