happy this month

early june.

The evening twilight gradually dimmed, and the city's colorful lights were lit up one after another. The wide and straight avenues were full of traffic, and the red and yellow lights at the front and rear of the cars added a gorgeous and bright night scene to the city.

An Jiayue leaned on the back seat, staring at the bustling street scene outside the car window, her eyes were not focused on a certain point, there were only countless colorful and blurred spots in her eyes.

The air conditioner in the Mercedes-Benz was turned on a little low, and a gust of cold wind came in from the slightly wide leg of the suit trousers, making him shiver and regained his senses.

Five minutes later, the car only moved forward for more than 5 meters, and when he turned around, he could still see the cotton candy stand that he saw just before his distraction.

And the destination of this trip, the Oriental Grand Theater, is still at the end of the front line of vision. The huge dome is very spectacular. It is less than one kilometer away, but it seems to be out of reach.

Yu Wei, who was sitting next to him, was much more anxious than him, and repeated it at least three times since half an hour ago: "Why are you so slow."

It upset him.

If you're late, you're late, and you'd better go home.

"Don't worry, just close your eyes and rest for a while, it will be at least eleven o'clock tonight." Zhang Yong in the co-pilot seat is their mutual manager, a middle-aged man who looks very shrewd, turned his head to look at Yu Wei's Shi Shi glanced at him by the way, "Jiayue, Xiaowei and I will go to the red carpet in a while, and after the awards ceremony, don't run around, lest you be accused of rubbing the red carpet. I called you when the dinner party started, and I got it for you." A seat."

An Jiayue smiled: "Thank you Brother Yong."

He is very good-looking, with a sweet smile, big and lively eyes, and a small tear mole at the end of his left eye, like a finishing touch, adding a touch of distinctive beauty to the whole innocent face.

But Zhang Yong has been used to seeing this face for a long time, so he didn't think it was so strange. He looked down and looked at his tailor-made suit that didn't fit very well: "Next time I will order a suit for you, this time I will let it go, anyway, it's just a meal." Fan, let me show you some more people."

Hearing this, Yu Wei turned his head and glanced at his suit: "Jiayue, you should have said it earlier, I have a lot of sponsorship suits at my place, let me lend you one."

Yu Wei was young, had just made his debut for more than a year, and became popular too quickly. Many common senses were not clear, and An Jiayue didn't bother to explain to him, so she smiled and said, "Next time, thank you."

Zhang Yong frowned: "Where can you borrow sponsored clothes indiscriminately? If the brand sees it, your notoriety will immediately spread throughout the fashion circle. Let's see which famous brand will lend you clothes."

Yu Wei said: "It's so serious, I don't know, I'm sorry, Brother Yong, I was wrong."

An Jiayue also quickly apologized.

Zhang Yong took this opportunity to educate: "Jiayue, if you want a brand to sponsor you, you have to work harder, work hard, and be successful, you know? When you become popular, here, Xiaowei is wearing these things today. , Armani's new suit, Dior's bracelet, you can have them all. You have this ability, but you used to be No.1 in the acting department. I think you were amazing at the school party..."

It's these old sesame seeds and rotten millet words again.

An Jiayue's already irritable mood got even worse.

But Zhang Yong was right.

A 24-year-old artist who has been signed to the company for three years is not as good as a 19-year-old rookie who has just signed for a year. It is quite embarrassing to say it, and we really should work hard.

In normal times, if Zhang Yong is so aggressive, he would usually nod his head and say yes, sincerely expressing that he will definitely seize the next opportunity, perform well and pass the audition, and one day become a leading actor, with tens of millions of salary and tens of millions of fans.

But when it came time to audition for the next movie, he would still screw up, he would still play at most four men and five men, and he would still be in a blockbuster movie.People in the company rumored that he had a curse on him. He made one film and then another. He made three films in three years, and the combined box office was less than 3000 million. Every director he had worked with lost everything.

The admiration Zhang Yong had for him when he signed him three years ago is rapidly draining away.

The entertainment industry is updating and iterating rapidly, no one can afford to waste time, and everyone likes to attract money.For a dou like him who can't afford it, Zhang Yong's willingness to continue to take him is the most benevolent, and he should be grateful for bringing him to the star dinner where only Yu Wei was originally invited.

But he is really not in the mood today.

Maybe it's the heavy traffic that makes people anxious, maybe it's tired of being compared all the time, or maybe it's just a quick glimpse of the cotton candy stand just now, and my mouth suddenly feels dry, and I want to eat candy again.

He replied lightly: "Understood, Brother Yong."

Zhang Yong looked at him with more disappointment.

The Mercedes-Benz is still driving forward slowly, and the scenery outside the window is retreating slowly. The configuration of accelerating from [-] kilometers to [-] seconds is meaningless, but at any rate, it is getting closer and closer to the Grand Theater, and the dense flashing lights at the main entrance can already be seen from a distance. I don't know which superstar celebrity is stepping up the stairs on the red carpet.

Yu Wei picked up the small mirror to straighten his bow tie, and looked left and right at his face: "Jiayue, help me see if my hair is messed up? The mirror is too small for me to see everything."

After finishing their makeup, they got into the car. They drove for four or ten minutes in total, without even a whiff of wind blowing, so they could mess around.

An Jiayue put away her slander, put her hands on his shoulders, made him turn around and sit upright, and pretended to look at it seriously: "It's perfect, guaranteed to surprise everyone."

Yu Wei is young and loves to listen to flattery, so he immediately smiled and said, "That's good!"

An Jiayue nodded, and was about to turn back, when suddenly Yu Wei gasped, stretched his hand towards his neck, and drew out his necklace: "Jiayue, is this your own? I've never seen you wearing a necklace, wow... ...so shiny, diamond?"

Zhang Yong turned his head when he heard that, and saw his shiny moon necklace, angrily and amusedly said: "Come on, such a diamond necklace costs hundreds of thousands, which is more expensive than your Dior, can he afford it? Jia Yue, I let you wear some jewelry yourself, I didn't let you wear fake ones, all the people who come to the dinner party will know the goods, you put it in my shirt, don't let others see it, it's embarrassing."

Don't bother him to remind, An Jiayue has already stuffed it in silently.

Before going out, I really couldn't find accessories suitable for this kind of high-end banquet, so I dug out this necklace from a corner.After Dai went out, he regretted it and kept hiding it under his shirt.

Maybe that's the source of tonight's upset.

Ten minutes later, the car finally stopped at the entrance of the red carpet. Yu Wei evoked a standard idol smile, pushed the door out, and accepted the crazy bath of flashing lights.Zhang Yong followed him out, walked through the staff passage, and went to the theater door first to wait for him to come up.

No one noticed that there was another person in Yu Wei's car, and no one noticed that the car quietly drove away from the red carpet area, went around the back door of the theater, entered the underground parking lot, and backed into the parking space.

The driver, Master Wang, turned off the engine, turned around and said, "Jiayue, I'm going to have dinner, do you want to come with me? Let's pad our stomach first."

An Jiayue shook her head: "I'm just wandering around, don't worry about me."

The two of them got out of the car, and Master Wang locked the car to leave. An Jiayue asked casually, "Master Wang, do you have any cigarettes?"

Master Wang took out a box of Double Happiness from his pocket, took out a root and handed it to him: "It's cheap, don't dislike it."

An Jiayue took it: "It's okay, I just feel a bit bitter in my mouth."

"This is the first time I've met someone who likes bitterness." Master Wang took out the lighter again, and the flame flickered, "Here, light it for you."

An Jiayue put the cigarette in the breast pocket of her suit: "No, I'll smoke it later."

"Then give you the lighter?"

"If you can't get in through the security check, forget it."

There is an elevator in the parking lot leading to the first floor where the awards ceremony is located. In order to cooperate with the holding of this Golden Film Awards, posters of popular movies participating in the competition are pasted on three sides of the elevator.

As soon as An Jiayue walked in, she happened to see the poster of the comedy film Yu Wei participated in.

Yu Wei was born in the draft, he looks pretty good, his singing and dancing skills are average, and his success depends on the luck bestowed by God.The first episode of the talent show aired a clip of him crying in the practice room with pear blossoms raining and gritting his teeth. He became the top trending search overnight and became a "human elf". Arrived at No.3.

The entertainment industry is so strange, sometimes ten years of hard work in the audience is not as good as a pretty face.

Nowadays, most of the popular idols will go to the entertainment industry to get a piece of the action, and Yu Wei is no exception. Last year, he took this comedy film with a lovable theme and a lovable character, and acted as the male second in it. , Weibo certification immediately added a "well-known actor", and even the seats for the awards ceremony were said to be in the first two rows.

An Jiayue looked at the poster and sneered.

He used to think that being an actor was easy, but he didn't expect the reality to be easier than he thought.

All the entrances to the Grand Theater have been closed with railings. You can only enter with an invitation letter or a work permit. An Jiayue has neither. After watching the stars in the theater from more than 20 meters away, she turned around and walked up the stairs to the dinner party. layer.

It was too early for the dinner party to start, and there were only a few staff members in the banquet hall of Nuo Da who were arranging flowers for each table.

An Jiayue reported her name. After checking the list of guests, the waiter at the door raised her head and smiled: "Mr. An from Tianyi Media, right? You are at table five, please come in. It hasn't been set up yet, but you can Sit down for a while, and I'll get you a glass of water."

"No, thank you." An Jiayue didn't take a step forward, "I still want to see if a friend of mine is coming this time, can you check for me?"

The dinner guest list is basically the group of people walking the red carpet tonight. It is not confidential. The waiter said enthusiastically, "Of course, what is your friend's last name?"

"His surname is He." An Jiayue leaned over to look at his list.

The waiter turned to the page with H's surname: "What about the name?"

An Jiayue quickly glanced at the ten lines, and felt relieved: "I see, he is not on the list, unfortunately, I haven't seen him for a long time, thank you."

"You're being polite. Don't you really need to go in and sit for a while?"

Just as An Jiayue was about to thank her, she thought about it, drinking a glass of water to dilute the taste in her mouth was stronger than cigarettes, so she took her seat early.

I don't know if these waiters will feel sorry for him. They can't get in to the awards ceremony, so they can only sit here and wait.

After sitting for more than half an hour, a few [-]th-tier Internet celebrities who came to rub the red carpet entered the banquet hall, their laughter disturbed the people, and their selfies ruined their eyes.

An Jiayue glanced at her watch. The awards ceremony had already started for half an hour, and the red carpet was probably over. These Internet celebrities could not enter the awards hall, but they bought invitations to the banquet hall from scalpers or someone, and wanted to continue wave dinner.

An Jiayue was not in the mood to watch them posing, got up and left, and returned to the first floor. The theater was already crowded with people, but he walked towards the empty hall, and then exited the theater gate.

The red carpet was still spread on the steps. Most of the media reporters and fans who had gathered behind the fence had dispersed, only a few were left. When they saw someone coming out of the gate, they immediately recognized the features of the person who came, and found that it was an unknown person. After the male artist, I lost interest and went back to continue discussing with my peers who will get the best film tonight.

An Jiayue stepped on the red carpet and walked down the steps step by step, walking gracefully and calmly, as if she was a big star with many stars.

The heat accumulated during the day has been blown away by the evening wind. After walking up these dozens of steps, his thin three-piece suit is filled with cold wind.

It doesn't feel good to be a big star.

He shook the front of his suit, pulled the neckline to keep warm, and just touched the cigarette in his pocket.

The slender cigarette bulged out, making the already uncomfortable suit look even cheaper.

An Jiayue paused her fingers, took out a cigarette, and asked the big brother reporter: "Hello, can I borrow a fire?"

The cigarette butt glows orange-red, inconspicuous in the neon lights of the night.Puffs of smoke spit out, blown by the wind, fleeting, as if they never existed.

The sweetness in the memory was finally completely suppressed by the bitter taste of inferior tobacco. The cigarette was about to run out, and An Jiayue also finished talking with the reporter brother. She planned to go to the room and wait for news from Zhang Yong.

At this time, a car slowly drove into the red carpet area and stopped at the end of the red carpet in front of them.

The big brother of the reporter "relyed", quickly picked up the camera, and aimed at the door that was about to open.

An Jiayue turned around with a small cigarette in her hand, saw the little golden man at the front of the car, and understood.

A Rolls-Royce came, maybe it was a late superstar.

The driver in the driving seat got out of the car first, trotted to the back seat, and opened the door respectfully. The passengers inside bowed their heads and stretched their feet, wearing well-made Oxford leather shoes, and dark blue suits and trousers that were darker than the night.

The man stood up straight and raised his head. His facial features were deeper than ordinary people's. At first glance, the back hairstyle seemed a bit strong and cold, but a pair of silver-rimmed thin-rimmed glasses framed on the bridge of his straight nose neutralized it. Temperament, on the whole is gentle and handsome.

The big brother of the reporter put down the camera in dismay: "Who is this?"

The driver closed the car door, but the man didn't move. He stood quietly in front of the steps, his dark eyes fell on the man who was only two steps away from him, holding a nearly burnt cigarette butt.

An Jiayue's fingers burned suddenly, she woke up with a start, and subconsciously threw out the cigarette butt.

Unbiased, it just fell on the pair of leather shoes that looked very expensive.

The man's gaze moved down slightly, then raised again, still looking at him with no expression on his face.

An Jiayue took a deep breath of trembling air.

"...I'm sorry." He stepped forward, bent down to pick up the extinguished cigarette butt that rolled to the ground, and brushed the ash off the man's leather shoes, then took a step back, lowered his head, looked at the ground, and remained silent.

With a soft click, the pair of leather shoes appeared in his sight again.

The sound of five years away.

He didn't dare to raise his head, and even wanted to close his eyes, hold his breath, and almost run away——

"Does it hurt?"

With just two words, the man held him firmly in place, unable to move.

Memories are like a runaway car, boom!The ground crashed into my mind, and the sharp pain shot from my heart to my fingertips.

[Jiayue, if you want to sleep in my bed, you may have to endure some pain. ]

An Jiayue was in a daze for a few seconds, and realized that the other party was asking her burned finger: "...does it hurt."

"Hmm." The man glanced around at the media around him, without saying anything, he walked up the stairs, and his figure quickly disappeared behind the revolving door of the Grand Theatre.

Seeing him in a daze, the elder brother of the reporter gave him an elbow: "Know him?"

An Jiayue hummed silently, and didn't want to answer more, and suddenly remembered a passage from the movie she just watched yesterday:

"Life is not a series of accidents and coincidences without a clue, but an intricate collection of events, which have been meticulously and solemnly arranged."

Whether by accident or choreography, they should not meet again.

He watched the glass of the revolving door turn one by one from a distance, his eyes gradually lost focus, and the old pictures from a long time ago in his memory seemed to be reflected on the glass door, and the scenes passed by, as if playing an old movie.

An old movie where he thought he was the main character.