Chapter 56 The One Who Pleases Him: Rong Mo Ningzhi stared at his face and said softly: ...

Realizing he'd been tricked, Qin Weijin chuckled in exasperation, pulled the chattering man closer, and slowly lowered his head, saying, "Why are you so happy?"

Mo Ningzhi looked up, about to lean in, but then suddenly remembered something and pushed Qin Weijin away.

Qin for Jin: "...?"

Mo Ningzhi took two steps back, craned her neck to look in the bathroom mirror, and asked, "Brother Jin, have I gotten a tan?"

"..."

Qin Wei Jin: "Is that all you wanted to ask?"

"Ah." Mo Ningzhi touched her face: "My dad and Aunt Zhou both said I've gotten darker... I guess I have."

After saying that, he turned back and cupped Qin Weijin's face, examining it from all sides for a moment: "That's not fair, you don't seem to have gotten much of a tan."

Qin Weijin let him cup his face, "That should be Yuyu's credit."

Mo Ningzhi: "Hmm?"

Upon closer reflection, Mo Ningzhi realized that Zhang Yuyu would always bring Qin Weijin a bunch of bottles and jars for a full skincare routine before and after filming. She had always thought this was a common skincare routine for male celebrities, never expecting it could also provide sun protection.

"Do you still have anything?" Mo Ningzhi asked. "I'd like to use some too."

With Zhang Yuyu's health certification and Qin Weijin's personal trial, the quality of this product is absolutely guaranteed.

Qin Weijin suppressed a laugh: "You're not dark-skinned."

Mo Ningzhi stared at his face and said quietly, "Darker than you."

Qin Weijin found it amusing how earnestly he asked for the things, and pinched his cheek. "I have two more sets in my room, they're in the closet in the walk-in closet. Go get them yourself."

"OK."

Mo Ningzhi ran back after taking only a few steps, stood on tiptoe and kissed him, "Thank you, Teacher Qin."

It's outrageous that they kissed and then broke up so quickly. Qin Weijin raised his hand to try and grab her, but Mo Ningzhi ran too fast and he missed.

Mo Ningzhi rushed into Qin Weijin's walk-in closet and frantically tidied himself up, not even knowing if he was doing it right. When he came out, Qin Weijin had just hung up the phone. "Zhan Linzhou is coming over later."

Mo Ningzhi looked at his expression: "Is it good news?"

"Hmm." Qin Weijin smiled slowly: "He didn't say it on the phone, but the shortlist for this year's Golden Yu Awards should be out."

It's indeed time to announce the list. The Jin Yu Award is a highly recognized award in China, with academic evaluation as the main criterion and a selection process that emphasizes professionalism and fairness.

The judges are composed of experts from various fields of the film industry. They evaluate films based on multiple dimensions such as artistic quality, creative level, and acting skills. Winning the Golden Yu Award is a major honor in an actor's career, signifying that their professional abilities in acting, directing, screenwriting, cinematography, and other fields have been highly recognized by industry experts.

If Qin Weijin wins an award at this awards ceremony, it will not only be the highest praise for his acting skills, but also greatly enhance his status and reputation in the entertainment industry.

“That’s great.” Mo Ningzhi thought for a moment and said, “This is the Mount Everest of the entertainment industry. The previous awards recognized your outstanding performance at a certain stage, but the Golden Yu Award considers all-round abilities, from acting skills to artistic cultivation, from popularity to industry influence, none of which can be lacking!”

As he spoke, he became somewhat excited, and his voice rose a little: "If I could win the Golden Yu Award, that would be a true grand slam. I'd be able to walk with confidence in the entertainment industry, and I'd have more confidence when I spoke!"

Qin Weijin smiled and said, "Why are you even more excited than I am?"

“I am honored to receive this award.” Mo Ningzhi glanced at the date: “There should be about a month between the announcement of the shortlist and the official awards ceremony, so we still have time to prepare.”

Qin Weijin really liked his talkative and affectionate way of showing affection. Mo Ningzhi was not far from him at the moment and was not on guard, so Qin Weijin reached out and pulled him over.

Mo Ningzhi was speaking when Qin Weijin pulled him so hard that he stumbled and fell onto the sofa. He hurriedly braced himself against the backrest, bent over, and knelt on the sofa with his legs spread apart.

He didn't notice the intimacy of the position; his mind was filled with thoughts of accusing Qin Weijin: "You're too strong; I almost bumped into you."

Qin Weijin had originally intended to pull her into his arms, and this position made no difference. He hooked his arm around Mo Ningzhi's neck, gently pressed down, and lifted his face. They kissed on the sofa.

They kissed until Mo Ningzhi could no longer support herself on the sofa and collapsed, her arms going limp. Qin Weijin caught her and stroked her spine with his fingers.

Mo Ningzhi really enjoyed this level of intimacy. He buried his face in Qin Weijin's neck, gently inhaling the same but even more pleasant scent on Qin Weijin's body. He felt inexplicably comfortable, so even though Qin Weijin's touch on his back made him a little itchy, he remained still.

After some time, Qin Weijin rubbed his head and asked, "Asleep?"

Mo Ningzhi opened her eyes: "A little."

This position was so comfortable that he almost fell asleep on Qin Weijin's bed.

Qin Weijin lowered his voice slightly: "Shall I take you back to your room?"

“No need.” Mo Ningzhi rolled over and lay down to the side. “Manager Zhan will be here soon.”

It was agreed that we would come to discuss work, but the host was hiding in his room sleeping and not showing up—that was inappropriate. Besides, he also wanted to know which drama Qin Weijin had been nominated for.

Half an hour later, Zhan Linzhou finally arrived, looking travel-worn and carrying holiday gifts. Qin Weijin didn't stand on ceremony and led him to the living room before asking directly, "The nominees for the Golden Yu Award are out?"

"You're quite perceptive," Zhan Linzhou said. "This selection was brought forward by more than two months. I thought you didn't know."

Mo Ningzhi brought over a fruit platter that had been prepared beforehand, poured a few glasses of water, and then sat down next to Qin Weijin.

Zhan Linzhou glanced at their posture through the rim of his cup without making a sound. Although they weren't exactly intimate, they shared a similar temperament, creating an indescribable harmony and closeness.

"Speak up, stop keeping me in suspense." Qin Weijin tapped the table lightly.

Zhan Linzhou then slowly said, "It is indeed good news. We received a notification from the judging panel that you have made it to the preliminary round."

Qin asked Jin, "Which work?"

"Three! Three made it!" Zhan Linzhou chuckled, becoming excited: "Blood River Map, Broken Blade Without Form, and Spirit Palace Illusionary World Record, didn't expect that, did you?"

"How come there's still 'Lingque Fantasy World Record'? Wasn't that a work from two years ago?" Mo Ningzhi said.

He knew Qin Weijin's works like the back of his hand. The first two were released last year, both were movies, and both were very successful during their release.

"Lingque Fantasy World Record" is a fantasy drama set in the Republican era, which was produced a year ago. The Golden Yu Awards usually only select works from the previous year for nomination.

Zhan Linzhou explained: "The Golden Yu Awards two years ago were postponed and not held for some reason, so this year's awards ceremony can be considered a combination of the two editions."

Mo Ningzhi nodded. Two years ago at this time, he was still photographing sunsets in the desert abroad and didn't pay attention to domestic entertainment news, so it's not surprising that he didn't know.

Zhan Linzhou continued, "The official Weibo account will announce the shortlist in half an hour. With so many works submitted, we certainly won't go home empty-handed this year at the Golden Yu Awards."

Even Qin Weijin himself hadn't expected this outcome. After listening for a while, he said, "You came all this way for more than just this, right?"

He knew Zhan Linzhou too well. If it was just to announce good news, he would just spam the WeChat group, call on Xiao Guo, Zhang Yuyu, and others to be the atmosphere team, have a blast for an hour, and then send out a few red envelopes and that would be it.

After all, a nomination is just a shortlist; whether or not you win an award is still unknown.

Sure enough, the next second, Zhan Linzhou said, "There is indeed another matter, concerning the dresses for the awards ceremony."

Qin Weijin said, "Isn't it usually the brand that sponsors it?"

“That’s right, I’ve already chosen the jewelry and watches, but it’s a bit difficult to choose clothes. Vespera did send over a few haute couture outfits, but they prefer you to wear the ‘Priest’ outfit.”

Qin Weijin seemed to glance at Mo Ningzhi, "The priest's reputation is a bit skewed, so he's not suitable for this kind of occasion."

Zhan Linzhou agreed, saying, "That's what I think too."

At this moment, Mo Ningzhi suddenly asked, "What's wrong with the priest's reputation?"

He was genuinely curious, but he didn't expect that after asking the question, both of the people next to him would turn to look at him with very strange expressions. For a moment, Mo Ningzhi even felt that he had asked something he shouldn't have.

Zhan Linzhou asked, "Are you really not aware?"

Mo Ningzhi was completely bewildered: "Should I...know?"

Qin tilted his head towards Jin, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Zhan Linzhou sighed and said, "Thanks to you, the priests are almost being labeled as such. They definitely can't wear that to formal occasions like award ceremonies."

Mo Ningzhi: "..."

Forget about this.

Worried that Zhan Linzhou might notice something, Mo Ningzhi turned away and remained silent.

They talked for an hour before reaching a conclusion: Zhan Linzhou would store the haute couture in the studio, and Qin Weijin would go back to order it himself when he had time. Because Director Hou's shooting schedule was quite tight, Qin Weijin had to sacrifice his limited rest time, which meant he would go back tomorrow for a fitting.

Mo Ningzhi looked through the fashion photos brought by Zhan Linzhou. He couldn't know every detail about the entertainment industry, but he was quite knowledgeable about well-known clothing brands.

Zhou Suiyin buys new clothes every quarter, and has several closets full of haute couture items at home, which are neatly arranged by season and color. Mo Ningzhi has seen quite a lot of the world.

“Vespera really values ​​you. Of the five sets they sent, two are not for sale, and the other two are custom-made for you. They are all made with the finest craftsmanship and top-quality fabrics,” Mo Ningzhi said.

When Qin Weijin returned after seeing Zhan Linzhou off, he heard him sigh, "You like it?"

Mo Ningzhi shook his head: "I'm not interested in wearing suits." But he liked seeing Qin Weijin in them.

I not only enjoy watching, but I also enjoy taking pictures.

Qin Weijin recalled what he looked like in a suit. The handsome young man in the banquet hall gradually became clearer. Qin Weijin's eyebrows deepened, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly. He lowered his head slightly and leaned over to kiss his boyfriend.

Mo Ningzhi was inexplicably kissed again. "What are you doing?"

"Can't we kiss?" Qin Weijin lowered his head and touched him again.

Mo Ningzhi was stunned by the kiss. Since no one was home at the moment, he simply reached out and hooked his arm around Qin Weijin's neck. "Does this count as an unspoken rule?"

Qin Weijin raised an eyebrow: "I guess so."

Mo Ningzhi smiled.

“I’m living in your house, eating your food, and drinking your drinks now, so I’m practically being kept,” Qin Weijin said.

Mo Ningzhi: "..."

In the past, Mo Ningzhi would always avoid this topic, as if a secret misdeed had been discovered, and she would feel somewhat embarrassed. But now, as soon as Qin Weijin brought it up again, Mo Ningzhi raised an eyebrow slightly, her expression somewhat complicated.

Qin Weijin asked, "What kind of expression is that?"

Mo Ning smiled mysteriously and took out a card from her pocket. "I just got a card from my dad today."

It's not impossible to keep a famous celebrity as a mistress.

Qin Weijin could tell roughly how much money was on the card just by looking at its design. He pressed Mo Ningzhi's hand back down, saying, "I'm easy to take care of, I don't need that much."

“It’s not that I want to give you everything,” Mo Ningzhi said. “Compared to that, I’d rather support you with my own money.”

Qin Weijin realized something: "Are you planning to resign?"

Mo Ningzhi hesitated for two seconds, "I haven't thought about the specifics yet. Let's talk about it after the awards ceremony."

Qin Weijin nodded and said nothing more. He was happy that Mo Ningzhi had something she wanted to do. Her boyfriend was too outstanding in photography, and it would be a waste of his talents to be a mere assistant.

Time flies. While Mo Ningzhi was enjoying some alone time with Qin Weijin at home, the official list of nominees for the Golden Yu Awards was announced. The names of various artists were mentioned one after another, and soon various trending topics were refreshed.

In a corner that few people noticed, solid evidence of Qin Weijin's relationship slowly emerged into the public eye.