Before leaving, Shen Huai chatted with Director Yu and others. Shen Huai usually looked cold, but if he really wanted to make friends with others, he could be extra careful and appropriate, and speak to people's hearts.

It had not been long since they chatted, but Director Yu and others were already talking and laughing with him, and they had become friends regardless of age difference.

Shen Huai sent them to the car, and then returned to the theater.

Chu Meibo stood alone in the corridor, staring at the stage in a daze.

It was already late at this time, and the sky was gradually getting dark. The originally lively stage became deserted. Several waiters were cleaning the tables and floors, as if it was the desolation left after the prosperity had ended.

The lights in the corridor were antique lanterns, swaying in the autumn wind.

The dim light fell on Chu Meibo's face, casting a half-bright and half-dark shadow.

She was just like the first time Shen Huai saw her, like an old photo of the Republic of China. History passed by her and only left such a back figure.

Shen Huai frowned slightly and called her name.

Chu Meibo turned her head, as if she had returned to the world again.

Shen Huai asked her: "What's wrong?"

Chu Meibo's face showed a little surprise, and then shook her head: "Nothing, just remembered some things in the past."

Shen Huai did not speak, and waited quietly for her to continue.

Chu Meibo's eyes returned to the stage again, and she whispered, "When I met Yun Qiyi, she was only sixteen years old. She and I were both learning from the master. She looked down on me as an outsider and always squeezed me out. I was also short-tempered, so I made a bet with her."

"Bet on which one would be more popular, movies or Peking Opera."

Chu Meibo suddenly stopped talking.

Yun Qiyi didn't see the end, but she did. She won, but she didn't feel happy.

She looked at the stage, thinking of the high-spirited woman who stood on the stage at that time. She raised her chin and said, "Even if you have learned the singing style and the posture, what's the use? If you learn the form but lose the spirit, you can't even get on the stage."

Now, Chu Meibo has understood what Yun Qiyi meant, but he will never see this opponent who is both an enemy and a friend again.

Shen Huai fell silent.

He finally understood why Chu Meibo reacted so violently when Xue Ling sang the opera before, and reprimanded Xue Ling in person without hesitation.

Xue Ling imitated Yun Qiyi, but he didn't get the spirit at all. A hundred years ago, he couldn't even get on the stage. However, now she can not only perform on stage, but even no one in the audience can hear the problem. To what extent has Peking Opera declined? Although she criticized Xue Ling, how could she not give some advice? And how could she not feel sad for her old friend?

Shen Huai said softly: "Everything in the world is replaced by succession, which is a very normal thing. Don't be too sad."

Chu Meibo sighed: "I'm not sad, I just feel a little panic. Do you think there will be a day when movies and TV series will gradually decline like Peking Opera, and newer things will replace them?"

Shen Huai had never seen Chu Meibo so depressed. He thought for a while and said: "Don't be too pessimistic. Even if the movie is declining, your performance will always exist in the world. This is the most precious wealth."

Chu Meibo was stunned. Shen Huai's words seemed to wake her up. She smiled and shook her head: "You are right, I am worrying too much. Compared with these things that have not happened yet, how I can adapt to the current performance method is more important."

——After

returning from Mujiang, Chu Meibo returned to the crew for the next shoot.

Shen Huai also returned to Zhongjing.

The deadline for the nominated songs for the Golden Melody Awards is approaching soon, and Ye Cang's album sales have far surpassed everyone behind him. Even the top ten in the current sales list, the bottom nine combined are not as good as Ye Cang.

Especially now, the sales of physical albums are still increasing, platinum has been obtained, and even double platinum is no longer an unattainable dream.

When Ye Cang made his bold statement, everyone thought he was talking nonsense, and no one believed that he could really do it.

But now, looking at the ever-increasing sales, no one no longer believes that he can do it.

Many music bloggers have been riding on this wave of popularity recently, analyzing Ye Cang's album in detail from the inside out, and they all add a topic at the end.

#Did Fang Jiqing run naked today? #Fang

Jiqing was furious. Although he was just a bad mouth, it was Ye Cang's fault that the whole country knew about it.

He is now helping Lu Zhenzhen prepare a new album. Even Lu Zhenzhen would tease him from time to time, asking him if he had exercised well to avoid being an eyesore when running naked.

Whenever Fang Jiqing stopped and thought about this, he would curse Ye Cang angrily.

"A-choo!" Ye Cang suddenly sneezed.

Shen Huai turned his head: "What's wrong? Did you catch a cold?"

Ye Cang shook his head and rubbed his nose with his hand: "Nothing, just a little uncomfortable in the nose."

Shen Huai frowned slightly: "If you feel uncomfortable, go see a doctor immediately. The next schedule is quite tight. It will be very troublesome if you get sick."

Not long ago, Ye Cang's physical album sales exceeded one million copies. This is the only physical album that has broken platinum in the past five years.

Therefore, the Music Association specially held a press conference and awarded him the certification of breaking platinum for his physical album.

Ye Cang naturally wanted to participate in this event.

But after accepting the invitation, they realized that Ye Cang did not have suitable clothes.

Because it was a formal occasion, Ye Cang must wear formal clothes.

It was also because Ye Cang became famous too quickly that his fashion resources could not keep up. However, his style on the stage and his current popularity made many brands optimistic about him. In addition, with the presence of Shen Huai, the agent, brands were happy to lend him clothes.

The stylist brought two suits, both of which were haute couture for this autumn and winter, just in Ye Cang's size. In addition, there were some accessories and shoes that could be matched.

The first suit Ye Cang tried was a white suit. While he was changing clothes, Shen Huai was also discussing with the stylist about his styling for the press conference.

The stylist smiled and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Shen, Ye Cang has a good figure, with broad shoulders and long legs, and he is a relatively thin figure. He is a very good clothes hanger and looks good in anything."

They were talking.

Ye Cang had already walked out of the fitting room.

Shen Huai was stunned.

Ye Cang, who changed into a suit, seemed to be a completely different person. The white suit was slightly tight, just as the stylist said, his shoulders were very broad, and the collar of the T-shirt inside was slightly low, revealing his sexy collarbone and the muscle shape of his shoulders. His waist and hips were thin, and his long legs were wrapped in white trousers. When he didn't smile, he looked a bit cold, and he was completely a mature man with abstinence and sexiness.

The stylist exclaimed: "My God! You really suit suits well, and you are so handsome!"

As he said, he walked forward to adjust Ye Cang, and his face was full of excitement throughout the whole process.

Ye Cang turned his head and asked Shen Huai with a smile: "Ah Huai, what do you think?"

He only slightly curled the corners of his mouth with this smile, and immediately transformed from a mature man into a hipster.

Before Shen Huai said anything, the stylist had already covered his chest: "Cang Tian! Please don't laugh first! I feel dirty..."

Ye Cang: "..."

Shen Huai was a little unnatural before, but he was interrupted by the stylist and immediately turned into laughter.

He pointed to the other set: "I think that one will look better."

Ye Cang failed to tease, so he could only sigh helplessly and go back to the fitting room.

Shen Huai breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to adjust his glasses.

The stylist was still chattering about Ye Cang's figure and temperament, but Shen Huai unconsciously thought of Ye Cang, whom he saw in the gym a day ago.

After Ye Cang was resurrected, he has been working out, and his originally thin body has gradually gained muscles. He is a typical example of a man who looks thin when dressed and has muscles when undressed.

When Shen Huai walked in, he happened to bump into him lifting weights. His vest was soaked with sweat, outlining the shape of his muscles. When he exerted force, his brows wrinkled slightly, and his jawline was clear. A drop of sweat fell down the side of his face and hit the depression of his collarbone.

His eyes were firm, and the edges and corners of his face seemed to be clearer, which was completely different from his usual nonchalant look. The

only sound in the entire gym was his low breathing. Shen Huai almost used up a lot of self-control to turn his eyes away and pretend to leave as if nothing had happened.

Now seeing Ye Cang in a suit again, it was a great excitement.

Ye Cang's second suit is sapphire blue. If you look closely, you can see that there are dark patterns on the fabric, which makes it look extremely delicate. Ye Cang has delicate features, but his temperament is a bit unruly. This contrast reveals a sense of mystery, which just suppresses this color that is difficult for ordinary people to control.

The stylist covered his mouth and shouted excitedly: "Oh my God! This suit is too suitable!"

He hurriedly walked forward, adjusting the folds of Ye Cang's clothes while taking accessories from the side. In the end, he chose a pair of tourmaline cufflinks and a record-shaped brooch, which just happened to correspond to the theme of this press conference.

Ye Cang glanced at the mirror, but happened to see Shen Huai behind him looking away uncomfortably.

He thought of something and waved his hand to let the stylist stop, then turned to Shen Huai: "Ah Huai, how about this one?"

When Ye Cang was facing him, the shock was even greater. Shen Huai's eyes condensed slightly and he coughed lightly: "Okay."

Ye Cang raised his eyebrows and smiled, then walked towards him: "Is it just okay? Agent, your requirements are too high."

The stylist also spoke for him: "Yes, Mr. Shen, I think now "Among the male stars in the entertainment industry, I'm afraid there will never be another one who can wear this suit as well as Ye Cang!"

Ye Cang looked at Shen Huai with a smile, but Shen Huai resisted the urge to retreat, and almost forced himself to say coldly: "Then let's decide on this suit. After matching the accessories, let the hairstylist give you a new hairstyle."

Ye Cang looked at him pretending to be calm, sneered, and didn't force him any further, but his mood improved a lot.

In the past, he was not sure about Shen Huai's feelings for him. Sometimes he felt that Shen Huai liked him, but Shen Huai always evaded it with official behavior.

However, now as he gradually gets to know Shen Huai, he is almost certain that he likes him, but he doesn't know what he is thinking about and has never admitted it.

Ye Cang thought for a moment, and suddenly asked the stylist: "What do you think of Ah Huai wearing this color of clothes?"

The stylist said: "Mr. Shen has fair skin and noble temperament, so sapphire blue is the most suitable for him."

Ye Cang showed a triumphant smile on his face, and said to Shen Huai: "I remember that you also have a set of clothes in this color. Anyway, you will also attend the press conference with me, so just wear that set!"

Shen Huai: "!!!"