The wind lives in this life policy

The opening ceremony of "Legend of Changning" is scheduled for [-]:[-] in the morning. Since the movie has been on the cusp from the decision to start filming to the casting controversy, this launch has attracted the attention of the media. More than [-] journalists from the media were present. Home, not to mention the fans who came after hearing the news, a mighty group of people blocked the entrance of Hengdian Tangyuan Scenic Area.

The producer and the investor dispatched more than 200 security guards to control the scene to prevent riots. Especially when the main actors such as Jiang Yueting and Lin Lin got out of the car, all the security guards were on alert at almost the first level, and they rushed quickly before the scene got out of control. Take people away.

However, this did not give them any time to breathe. Soon, a voice came from the walkie-talkie, and Feng Ce arrived.

When Feng Ce and his logistics team appeared in front of the camera of the media, the cordon that could not be maintained immediately showed signs of loosening. The headsets of hundreds of security guards were about to explode. The team leader held the walkie-talkie Shouting "Suppress, suppress", "All give me the strength to push back the fans", while personally leading a team of people to press beside Feng Ce.

The team leader expected that the appearance of this person might cause chaos, but he never expected that the chaos would come so quickly.

It's only because today's wind policy is so eye-catching, even with such a high level of security, there was still a small commotion at the scene.

It's not that I haven't seen anyone wearing a suit, but after looking at these celebrities, I haven't seen any artist who can wear a suit like this.

He is already tall and has long legs, so the suit is a perfect match for him, making his tall and straight figure even more chic, and a black suit with a pure white shirt is not as sexy and wild as the neckline of the Chinese drama festival, but the buttons are all the way up. It went straight up to the collarbone before it could barely stop, and then was firmly bound by the same dark black tie, only half of her white and elegant neck was exposed.

The temptation has obviously been sealed to the deepest part, but there are still countless seductive people.

Occasionally, the sun penetrates through the gaps in the collar of the skin, even if there is no words all the way, it is hard to hide the coldness and nobility.

Cold in his silent breath, noble in his unparalleled eyebrows and eyes.

Everyone's eyes seemed to be focused on this person in an instant, but he himself turned a blind eye to all this, and only when he was talking softly with the assistant beside him, did he show a smile with extreme difficulty.

It was also this faint smile that couldn't be shallower that made their hard-pressed vigilance begin to loosen.

"Feng Ce, you can't always walk with a straight face like this..." Ye Xiaofeng leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Smile, be kind, come and try?"

Feng Ce didn't want to laugh at all, but for some reason, when he turned his head and saw Ye Xiaofeng staring at him with anticipation, inexplicably, he wanted to laugh.

"That's right, that's it, keep it up!" Satisfied, Ye Xiaofeng reminded him of another important matter, "You can shake hands with fans when the time is right, you know?"

"Handshake? I don't think it's appropriate..."

"why?"

"You know, giving and receiving between men and women..."

"Stop!" He didn't want to know at all...

"..." Feng Ce shut up obediently.

"It's just a handshake, you don't need to be so serious!" Ye Xiaofeng couldn't laugh or cry, "Be obedient, you won't suffer, hurry up! Remember to smile!"

"..." Feng Ce had no choice but to look at the group of people shouting frantically on the left and right, and struggled for a moment in his heart, and finally the mentality of 'listen to Ye Xiaofeng' prevailed.

So in broad daylight and in full view of everyone, a nice young man who hadn't had skin-to-skin contact with a woman for 24 years struggled to the edge of the cordon, and then forced a smile. Although he didn't understand the reason for doing so, he was obedient and obedient He held out his hand to the fans.

In the next second, countless hands rushed to shake it up.

"..."

Since then, the innocence is gone.

Fans of Feng Ce are almost fascinated by this move. You must know that Feng Ce is completely indifferent and ascetic in their impression now. Who knows that they can wait until the male god comes to meet them in person On the day of shaking hands, worshiping God, God really heard their voices, so did they fulfill their dreams? ?

Look at this fair hand, look at these slender fingers, the fans are so excited that their saliva is about to flow down... Huh?What is saliva?

Oh, the beauty is present, and the mouth is naturally drooling.

Feng Ce tried to withdraw his hand, but was pulled even harder by more than a dozen hands, refusing to let go.

Feng Ce: "..."

Not only that, but the other hand was also in a bad state, and was grabbed by the fans, shaking it up and down, left and right.

Feng Ce: "..." His hands were numb.

Just when Feng Ce was worried about the string of hands he was holding, finally the security guard rushed up in time to save him from danger, guarding him from left to right, and then dragged the culprit away viciously. Let him hold on like this, and they won't be able to get their wages!

Feng Ce heaved a sigh of relief, and he turned around and smiled at Ye Xiaofeng, signaling that he was ready.

Ye Xiaofeng smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

Only then did Feng Ce feel relieved, put away his smile, and walked straight to the altar for worshiping the gods not far away.

The long altar is placed in the center of Tangyuan Square. On the bright red tablecloth, there are plates of fresh fruits on the left and right sides, and an incense burner is firmly placed in the middle.

Except for the director team, filming team, actors and other related personnel, assistants like Ye Xiaofeng were not allowed to enter the worship ceremony, so when Feng Ce arrived, only some representatives of the distribution unit were not present.

The director team is preparing the words to be spoken in the ceremony for a while, the coordinator is busy checking the progress with the recording team and the photography team, and representatives of producers and investors are smoking and chatting together, and the actors are standing in twos and threes. Talk to people you know and say hello, and those you don’t know look down at your mobile phone and play games. It’s quiet and peaceful.

Ten minutes later, the worship ceremony officially began. First, the producer stepped forward to give a long congratulatory speech, and then the director thanked all the staff and actors.

It was a long and eloquent speech, and after you finished singing, I appeared on the stage. Half an hour has passed after all the speeches have been finished.

Feng Ce found a place to lean against, and calmly looked at everything in front of him. For some reason, he felt absurd.

Calling an ancient man to play another ancient man...isn't that absurd, so what is it?

After the speech, it was time for all the crew to burn incense. Everyone had to light a stick of incense, worship the four directions in order, and finally worship in the incense burner.

Feng Ce was no exception, he took the incense handed by the staff, then bowed three times, and offered the incense indifferently.

After offering incense, the assistant director put a huge pig's head in front of the case, and the director gave an order, ""The Legend of Changning" is officially launched!"

Everyone cheered, even Fang Jinran, who has always been famous for his seriousness, smiled, obviously looking forward to this movie.

Hearing these cheers, Feng Ce seemed to feel something. He couldn't help but look up and look at the endless sky.

But under the sky, the cold wind was blowing, and there were geese flying by in the distance. He followed the shadows and watched until there were no traces. Then he looked back and closed his eyes sadly.

"Where did I come from..." He murmured silently, his breath was breathed to the bottom, revealing a hint of sadness.

"...Where does the dream go?"

Is it a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou, or Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly? This is an eternal problem that has not yet been solved.