The wind lives in this life policy

The days passed by the two of them in such a peaceful way. Ye Xiaofeng's life has not had any accidents for the time being. He is very busy every day, but it is also very fulfilling. The most important thing left was how to help Feng Ce cope with the host's questioning smoothly.

Since Feng Ce had never attended a formal occasion, Ye Xiaofeng could guess with his knees that the host would not let Feng Ce pass easily, which was a headache, after all, he didn't know the famous host What will come out.

In the past few nights, he has almost gone through the process of all the previous awards ceremonies, even the dog will be overworked.

I can only resign myself to fate... Ye Xiaofeng came to the living room with a pile of papers while thinking helplessly.

And in the living room, the fairy-like person is still living his fairy-like life, a book and a cup of tea, surrounded by the fragrance of tea, someone seems to be sublimated... No matter how good-tempered Ye Xiaofeng is, he can't help but secretly say Sentence: Nima...

"Feng Ce!" Occasionally let the gods step down from the altar... It's rare for the overworked dog with a dark heart to get a little guttural, "I roughly listed the questions that the host may ask at the award ceremony . . . let's get ready."

Naturally, the god didn't understand the hidden thoughts of the overworked dog, so he asked in a slightly confused way, "How to prepare?"

The overworked dog sat upright and coughed lightly, "Let's simulate it first. From now on, I will be the host. You can answer whatever I ask, and then I will make corresponding corrections based on your answers."

The god felt that this was feasible, so he nodded, indicating that the dog could start.

The overworked dog scanned it with a piece of paper, and first described the process of that day to the god, "There were a lot of people that day, really a lot, it's up to you to imagine, there will be countless screams and screams around you." Flashing lights, after you get off the car, you have to walk through a very long red carpet. At the end of the red carpet, there are two hosts, a man and a woman. They will ask you some questions. These questions may involve your personal privacy. You must Be careful with 12, and it may also involve the award ceremony later, and you may be asked about some of the shortlisted works, there are many pitfalls in this place, you should pay more attention!"

Especially for the latter item, many newcomers who just debuted fell into this area, because they were not careful in their wording and got burned, and it made headlines the next day. I'm not optimistic" and so on and so on, and then they were sprayed to death by movie fans and fans.

"..." The fairy nodded in a daze with a half-understanding expression on his face.

"Then let's start! Let's simulate the red carpet part first." After all, the red carpet part is more intuitive than the awarding part. After all, there are thousands of people present in the awarding part. It is a place where stars show off their charm, so it is especially important.

Thinking of this, the overworked dog took a deep breath, "Excuse me, Feng Ce, this is the first time I participated in a national drama festival, do you have any ideas?"

The fairy imagined the entrance process that the overworked dog had just introduced in detail, and replied, "There are too many people."

"...It's too simple." The overworked dog shook his head, so he wrote a supplement next to the question with a pen: It was really crowded with people, and it was even bigger than imagined. I feel very honored to be invited by the organizer this time.

"Continue. Heck, it seems that this is the first time Feng Ce has officially appeared in front of the public. Taking this opportunity, is there anything you want to say to the audience and friends in front of the TV?"

"No."

"...No, you can't say it so bluntly. Others will think you're too pretentious."

"What is pretentiousness?" The immortal was curious.

"...I just think you are doing nothing to show off..." Overworked Dog grabbed his pen and added the following: I am very happy to take this opportunity today to express my gratitude to everyone, and to all the friends who have cared about me and liked me this year, I will continue to work hard and give back to everyone with better works... For some reason, when I wrote this, the overworked dog couldn't help imitating the way the gods said these words in the dog's brain, and felt a chill for no reason.

"Cough, come again. Does Feng Ce have any opinions on the award of the most popular ××× drama tonight?"

The fairy frowned, "What's none of my business?"

"...How can you say that? No, no, absolutely not." Overworked Dog added: ××× is a very good work, I personally like it very much, but the final result is still up to the judges , I am very glad that this problem is not left to me to solve.

It's perfect... Looking at the written supplement, the overworked dog couldn't help admiring his hidden talent. Combined with the scene of the day, it will definitely bring out the best effect and the highest popularity!

"Finally, is there anything you want to say to your fans? I know that Feng Ce is very popular now, and I believe your fans must be looking forward to it too."

"... What are fans?" The gods don't understand human terminology.

"...The people who like you are collectively referred to as fans, and all the people who like you are your fans." Overworked Dog quickly added.

"What am I going to tell them?"

"Yeah! Anything is fine, you can imagine it yourself... At that time, so many people looked at you and liked you, and at that moment you were a male god, the lover of their dreams, don't you Aren't you excited? Don't you feel happy and fulfilled?"

"I don't think..." The Immortal tried to feel it, and then regretfully told the truth, "Besides, I'm not married yet, so it's nonsense for my lover to talk about it."

"..." After hearing this, the overworked dog wanted to rush forward and knock his head open, so that he could find out what kind of old stereotyped things were inside, and he was not yet married?I am not yet married to peat...

It's a pity that the gods don't know love and hate in the world, so I saw him look indifferent, and said indifferently, "Thanks to everyone for your love, Feng Ce is ashamed and dare not take it. If there is a fate today, we will get together, and if there is no fate, we will separate in the future. You don't have to worry about it."

"..." Heaven, earth, what the hell did I hear... Is it really okay for a star to say that? !

"What do you mean..." the overworked dog asked with a trembling voice.

The god shook his head, and rarely showed a little pity for the overworked dog, as if he could not understand such a simple sentence, and finally, after a deep sigh, he explained mercifully, "It's just that I don't like you all. I mean, please respect yourself."

The overworked dog was completely scorched from head to toe as if struck by lightning.

...It's just that labor and management don't like you at all, and those who are sensible should hurry up...Is, is that what you mean?Who will tell him that he understands this right?

The overworked dog stared at the fairy for a while, and after a long time, he couldn't hold back his eruption, and only said, "You, you should go to the book, leave the rest to me, just come..."

The god smiled knowingly, very handsome, and seemed very satisfied with the overworked dog's words, so he stretched out his hand and gently stroked the dog's head, and said in relief, "As the saying goes: Those who are capable work harder. Ye Xiaofeng, you should Proud of you." After speaking, he got up and walked to the sofa.

The words should be good words of praise, but I don’t know why I feel so unhappy when I listen to them... The overworked dog stared at the pile of speech scripts in his hand before he had time to ask, and fell on the table in the dark, only to feel that he was dead from overwork Only one step away.

And the gods are still gods, still the same as at the beginning, a book and a cup of tea continue to sublimate in the lingering fragrance of tea.