It was a very long night.
For the first time, Zhou Yiyang felt that being too famous and too successful was not a perfect thing.
He couldn't remember how many people gave him sincere smiles, nor how many silly smiles he showed to the flash cameras.
We drank glass after glass of wine, listened to countless compliments, and took countless photos.
He should be happy. Those Americans who looked down on him, even if they disliked him in their hearts, could only hold their noses and congratulate him.
Before he was completely drunk, he received many calls from home.
Guan Fei excitedly told him, "Brother Yang, you're amazing! The moment you received the award, everyone in our company was shouting in surprise! You broke the record!"
As the representative of Moonlight Girls, Su Yin also called Zhou Yiyang:
"Brother Yang, congratulations on winning the award! Ahhh, Tangtang is screaming with excitement. It's so scary. I think she's sick! Xuan'er is also very happy. She told me to drink less! Ruirui is so excited that she's about to cry! Seriously, I'm not lying to you!"
Zhou Yiyang listened to their voices and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.
Of course he was happy.
Ning Mang also called and sounded very excited, which made Zhou Yiyang suspect that Ning Mang was also drunk.
But after Zhou Yiyang hung up the phone, he felt deeply tired.
He suddenly wanted to run away from this place, go to a deserted mountaintop to feel the breeze, and look at the night sky of Los Angeles.
When Zhang Yingyuan noticed Zhou Yiyang's footsteps, he did not speak out to stop him.
"Let him go. Everyone is drunk now anyway, and no one will care who leaves." Zhang Yingyuan said very rationally.
"Should I go with him?" Zhang Yiling asked tentatively, her eyes full of concern. "I'm worried something might happen to him."
Helian Bei nodded: "Then go ahead. Both of you must be careful. The security here is not as good as in our country."
The moment he walked out of the theater, the cool breeze instantly penetrated Zhou Yiyang's coat and seeped into his bones.
Although it was very cold, it made Fu Yun wake up immediately.
He shook his shoulders and suddenly found that there was someone standing next to him: "Why are you here?"
Zhang Yiling stood under the street light by herself. Her eyes passed through the dim light and looked at the bottomless night across the street.
"My grandpa asked me to come here," Zhang Yiling said, pulling out a bottle of mineral water from nowhere. "Wash your mouth, it smells like alcohol."
"Does it smell bad?" Zhou Yiyang exhaled again, asking himself, "It does smell bad. I'm not actually drunk. Did you get a photo with your favorite movie star? If not, I can help you."
"No need." Zhang Yiling stamped her feet: "Should we go for a walk?"
"Where to go?" Zhou Yiyang directly agreed to Zhang Yiling's proposal.
"Let me think about it," Zhang Yiling lowered her head seriously, then suddenly laughed, "I think we should just wander around without any purpose."
"You're right," Zhou Yiyang nodded solemnly. "Playing with a purpose is boring. Do you think Oscar is amazing?"
"I'm fine." Zhang Yiling took Zhou Yiyang into a convenience store and asked the elderly owner, "Hello, do you know him?"
The boss shook his head and laughed: "He must be some celebrity. This is very common in Los Angeles."
"No, no, no," Zhang Yiling shook her head, and then introduced him in a very exaggerated tone: "He just won an Oscar, he's a director, and he's also a boss!"
"Then he's really amazing." The convenience store owner smiled and said, "Do you need anything?"
After Zhang Yiling finished choosing her items, she looked at Zhou Yiyang and said, "See? Even if you won an Oscar, in the eyes of ordinary people, you haven't evolved into any other creature."
"You're right," Zhou Yiyang laughed heartily, "I shouldn't have come today."
"Can you skateboard?" Zhang Yiling suddenly asked after seeing a hippie passing by them on a skateboard.
"No." Zhou Yiyang shook his head: "There are too many things I don't know."
"I know a little bit," Zhang Yiling said proudly, "but I know a lot more."
"Then you are awesome." Zhou Yiyang gave her a thumbs up in cooperation.
"What do you think? If two people love each other deeply, but their lives change, will they drift apart?"
Faced with Zhang Yiling's sudden serious question, Zhou Yiyang also fell silent.
After a long time, he finally gave the answer in his heart: "Yes, I will definitely do it."
"I feel like I already have an idea for my first movie," Zhang Yiling said happily.
"Then I must congratulate you," Zhou Yiyang said seriously, "I believe your movie will be a huge hit."
The two of them walked and stopped like this until they reached a small hill.
In fact, the weather tonight is not very good. Looking down from the top of the mountain, Los Angeles is also foggy and not clear at all.
But Zhou Yiyang still thought of a plot in a movie.
"What are you thinking about?" Zhang Yiling sat on a bench and looked into the distance.
No one would have thought that Zhou Yiyang, the director who just made history and won two Oscars, would now be staring blankly in the mountains of Los Angeles with an unknown person.
This sounds like a story that an unscrupulous tabloid would make up.
"I was wondering," Zhou Yiyang suddenly asked, "what would it feel like to dance here."
"Are you serious?" Zhang Yiling's eyes widened. She couldn't believe what she heard.
She suspected that Zhou Yiyang was making fun of her, but she had no solid evidence.
"Of course," Zhou Yiyang nodded. "Has anyone done this before?"
"Then what kind of dance should we do?" Zhang Yiling's answer was very straightforward. She even took off her high heels that were very troublesome.
"Ma'am," Zhou Yiyang bowed and extended his hand to her in invitation: "It's up to you to decide."
"Then let's do the girl group dance!" Zhang Yiling smiled cunningly, and sure enough, she saw an awkward smile flash across Zhou Yiyang's face.
"Really?" Zhou Yiyang really hoped that she could change her answer.
However, Zhang Yiling insisted on her own opinion: "Of course it is true."
So Zhou Yiyang had to dance a completely uncoordinated girl group dance with Zhang Yiling on the top of an unnamed mountain in Los Angeles.
But they all laughed very happily. This time without the spotlight was still very interesting.
After Zhou Yiyang woke up, he couldn't help but curl his lips when he thought of last night.
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