There was quite a commotion here, and the photographers on both sides of the red carpet looked over keenly.

"Sheng Yuan! It's Sheng Yuan!"

At the originally dim entrance, the spotlight suddenly lit up.

In contrast to the girl's lively face, she was wearing a beige long skirt, the entire body of which was covered with five-petal floral patterns.

There were no ornaments on her ears or neck, and her hair was simply tied into a loose low bun at the back of her head.

Compared with the dazzling stars on the red carpet next to her, Sheng Yuan can be considered "simple".

People want to keep a low profile.

But there is no way, with that face and that appearance, it cannot be kept low-key.

Clear almond eyes, delicate nose, and red lips.

A few strands of hair were scattered by the wind and fell on the slender collarbone, and the petal straps connected into a line bloomed on the slender shoulders.

The waistline is concave and the skirt only reaches the ankles.

She was wearing a pair of low-heeled lace-up shoes in the same color, with wide white pearlescent straps that wrapped all the way around her slender and beautiful ankles.

She gently closed her white eyelids.

Looking over here, the whole person exudes a sense of quiet distance.

Look into the camera's eyes.

Then, two seconds later, without a second thought, she lifted her skirt—and ran.

“…”

Everyone was stunned.

The photographers who rushed over after hearing the news were even more dumbfounded, and then they reacted.

"Oh my god! What are you standing there for? Hurry up and take the photo!"

"I came here early today just to take pictures of Sheng Yuan!"

"This girl wants to leave quietly, damn! That won't work, that won't work!"

They really didn't expect that they had seen people skipping classes, skipping classes, and running away without paying.

The first time I see someone running away from the red carpet!

A group of people raised their cannons while cursing and shot at the girl's "escaping" back.

The sound of shutter clicks.

Even Zhang Bai who was standing beside him was not spared.

The excuse is that if you can't take a picture of Sheng Yuan herself, you can just take a picture of her agent.

Zhang Bai was speechless: "..."

* This side of the red carpet main road,

"Rites?"

"Li Zhi...?"

The man with silver-gray eyes' attention was drawn back from the skirt that flashed by at the entrance of the passage.

Turn your head.

Xu Lizhi met Jiang Mingxin's puzzled expression.

Jiang Mingxin stretched out his hand to signal him to change his shooting position. When the two of them faced the camera, he asked in a low voice with concern: "Li Zhi, what's wrong?"

He had been staring at one spot in a daze, standing there for a long time without moving.

Xu Lizhi shook his head and said it was okay.

After walking forward for a distance, he raised his eyes again and looked towards the entrance of the passage.

But the entrance to the passage had already become empty.

The red carpet segment is over.

"Let's go to the lounge first."

Jiang Mingxin patted Xu Lizhi on the shoulder, and then gestured to several main creators of the "Glory Family" crew who were also attending the ceremony behind him.

The scene was very lively.

Every time a car stops and an artist gets out, you can hear the screams of fans.

The constant shutter sounds were mixed with the photographer's regretful comments.

"What a pity, I can't take a photo of Mr. Shi."

"Just think about it. Hey, have you ever seen him show up on the red carpet at an event like this?"

“…”

* The award ceremony has not officially started yet.

All participants had to wait in the backstage lounge arranged by the organizer.

Space is limited.

However, the allocation of lounges is an annual task, and the staff do not find it difficult at all.

Simply stratify the artists according to their status and enter their names into the random room number assignment system. It's very convenient.

But at this time.

The staff member in charge of this matter had a bitter look on his face.

"It's over, it's over."

"What's wrong?"

"I just realized that Mr. Shi was assigned to a single room, but his name suddenly appeared in the allocation system for second, third, and fourth-class people." The man was anxious like an ant on a hot pot: "He was assigned to a lounge with two people in a room."

"Almost all the artists have arrived at the scene. If we need to make temporary arrangements now, I'm afraid it will be a bit..."

"How about contacting him in person? See if he minds being with someone?"

"Ah? You know that Mr. Shi has a cold temper. I hope this matter is not a big deal."

"At least try it first."

“…”

Two minutes later.

"How about it?"

The man held the phone in his hand, and said with a surprised expression: "Uh, the assistant of Mr. Shi replied that he doesn't mind."

"Really? You heard it right."

"No."

“It’s really rare.”

"...Oh, by the way, who is the artist in the same lounge with Mr. Shi?"

"Let me check the electronic list."

"It's Sheng Yuan."

* A lounge backstage.

Although it is called a lounge, it is just a small room of only a few square meters.

There is only a set of small sofas, a coffee table and an LCD screen on the opposite wall in the room, which are only for artists to sit temporarily.

Sheng Yuan almost held down her right wrist and pushed the door open hastily.

hot.

The skin where the bracelet touched felt burning.

【system.】

【……system.】

This was the umpteenth time that Sheng Yuan had summoned the system.

However, no response was received.

In my mind, it was silent and quiet.

What's going on?

Sheng Yuan lowered her head, staring blankly at the bracelet on her wrist that was constantly flashing.

Then he continued to summon the system in his mind tirelessly, trying to catch a hint of its response and urging it to update the strategy mission.

But I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

The bracelet's flashing frequency seemed to increase.

And the burning sensation became more and more intense.

Sheng Yuan frowned in pain.

She watched her originally fair wrist suddenly turn red, her right hand trembled slightly, and the burn marks expanded in her pupils.

It was at this time.

A bony, dry, warm hand reached up to hold mine.

A moment.

The light from the bracelet dimmed, the burning sensation disappeared, and it was as if nothing had happened.

Sheng Yuan raised her head hastily and met a pair of cold black eyes.

She looked at the person who was half squatting in front of her.

He was stunned and whispered: "...Shi Yan, when did you come?"

Shi Yan replied in a low voice, staring at her, and asked, "A minute ago, I saw you sitting here, not moving. I called you, but you didn't hear me."

Sheng Yuan glanced at her wrist which had returned to its white color and no signs of skin smearing could be seen.

She moved her fingers: "Maybe, I was distracted."

"Shi Yan, please sit down."

Shi Yan frowned, but did not move. He remained in a half-squatting position, lowering his eyes and silently inspecting her wrist. "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Sheng Yuan was impressed by the sharpness of her cub, and then shook her head in denial.

"without."

"Sure?"

To attend the ceremony.

Shi Yan was dressed more formally.

He was wearing a straight dark suit and a white shirt. Even in a half-squatting position, his broad shoulders and narrow waist could not be concealed, and his posture was restrained and upright.

The loose hair that usually touches the eyebrows is combed back, so that the beautiful eyebrows and eyes are not blocked and are completely exposed.

Shi Yan's eye sockets are not deep, but there are slight creases at the corners of his eyes, his pupils are dark, and his facial lines are angular.

The whole person has a cold and distant aura.

There is a sense of coolness of an adult man.

However, in front of Sheng Yuan, this sense of distance obviously dissipated, and he seemed quiet and gentle.

Hearing Sheng Yuan's affirmative answer, he pursed his thin lips, said nothing more, stood up, and as he moved, his trousers, which were sticking to his long legs, fell down.

He sat next to Sheng Yuan.

However, he held her hand and did not let go.

His expression was as natural as could be, letting her wrist stay in his palm. The young man had long fingers, and light blue veins bulged on the cold white back of his hand.

Lai Lai, who was brought in by Zhang Bai early in the morning and placed on another sofa to sleep soundly, woke up.

The first thing I did after opening my eyes was to look for Sheng Yuan.

Lai Lai stretched out his two furry front paws and stretched his waist lazily.

With cat-like steps, he jumped over as if no one was around, walked to Sheng Yuan's legs, and when he saw Shi Yan, he looked up and meowed in dissatisfaction, but did not dare to do anything.

Go down to bed and continue sleeping.

The furry cat curled up in Sheng Yuan's arms, sweeping its tail back and forth.

When it swept to the intersection of two people's wrists, it stopped and did not move.

The fluffy and soft tail just covered Shi Yan's hand that was holding Sheng Yuan.

Sheng Yuan moved her legs and complained quietly.

"Laila, you're so heavy."

"Meow?"

The cat didn't even open its eyes, but still made accusatory noises in rebuttal, with a hint of grievance in its voice.

* Zhang Bai pushed open the door of the backstage artist lounge, not having the heart to disturb them.

On the sofa.

There were two people, one was petting a cat, while the other was focusing his eyes on the face of the person petting the cat.

Zhang Bai was really glad that he checked around to see if anyone was passing by before opening the door.

This picture, this scene.

Actor Shi, who is always aloof and never moved by anyone, will hold someone's hand for a long time without any sign of letting go.

If it gets out.

There must be an earthquake in the entertainment industry.

But it’s no longer possible to play the role of an invisible man.

Zhang Bai put his fist to his mouth and coughed: "The award ceremony will start soon, please take your seat."

* The ceremony site was decorated elegantly and luxuriously.

Every seat in the auditorium was beautifully wrapped in silk cloth and tied with beautiful knots.

"Sheng Yuan, here."

Amid the bustling noise before the show started, Jiang Mingxin stood up from his seat near the center front row and waved.

Sheng Yuan lifted her skirt slightly and walked towards the passage.

——Sheng Yuan was cast in the role of Song Yunan in "Glory Family" and was included in the Lily Award voting list, so naturally, her seat was arranged together with the crew members.

"Director Jiang." Sheng Yuan greeted politely.

"It's been a long time."

Jiang Mingxin was cheerful and friendly to Sheng Yuan. Director Jiang, who was always serious and demanding on the set, started to joke.

"I also watched the variety show you recorded recently."

“It’s quite interesting.”

Sheng Yuan curled her lips and said, "Oh? Is it the raw garlic juice lemonade that's interesting, or the dragon fruit chicken feet?"

Jiang Mingxin burst into laughter.

"My daughter brought me to watch it. She said if I want to lose weight in the future, I should watch that episode. It will definitely help."

Jiang Mingxin added: "My daughter is already your fan."

Sheng Yuan was slightly stunned: "Me?"

Jiang Mingxin nodded: "Yes."

"She really likes Song Yunan. She cried so hard because of the scene where Song Yunan was killed, and she was mad at me at home."

“It’s just a TV show.”

Director Jiang praised her generously, "This shows that you acted well."

"Director Jiang."

In the middle of their conversation, another female voice interrupted.

Jiang Mingxin looked up.

"Ling Lan is here."

"Hmm? Where's the Li Zhi? He hasn't come yet?"

Ling Lan was dressed very elegantly today, from her hairstyle to her fine clothes to her jewelry, everything was carefully considered.

There is no other reason.

Ling Lan was nominated for this year's Lily Best Actress Award, of course, not for "Glory Family", but for a drama she has already aired.

She was fully prepared for today.

Ling Lan replied to Jiang Mingxin: "My senior is doing an interview over there. It will take about five minutes for him to finish before he comes over."

Jiang Mingxin was about to nod when his cell phone rang.

"Take a call first."

After saying hello to Sheng Yuan and Ling Lan, he got up and went to a relatively quiet place.

Although we have filmed in the same crew for quite a while.

But Sheng Yuan and Ling Lan are not very familiar with each other.

As soon as Director Jiang left, Ling Lan acted as if she hadn't seen Sheng Yuan. She held up her skirt, walked past Sheng Yuan, and went to her seat.

Sheng Yuan didn't even raise her eyelids, she lowered her eyes and replied to the message.

[Boring.] ——Baby.

Sheng Yuan: [Just now, I seem to have forgotten to say it. ] [What did you say. ] ——Zizi.

Sheng Yuan: [You look very good today.] Message sent successfully.

Sheng Yuan raised her head and looked towards the first row of the audience.

The first row of seats are sofa-style, with round tables filled with drinks and snacks.

Artists of average status can’t sit there.

Sheng Yuan immediately saw the lonely silhouette sitting alone on the side of the sofa.

[Who.] ——Zizi.

Who looks good.

Sheng Yuan: [Shi Yan.] Half a minute later, a new message popped up.

[Oh, I see.] ——Baby.

The reply to the message was bland and dull.

But Sheng Yuan clearly saw that the corner of Zizi's mouth was raised in an arc.

There was a loud cry of surprise coming from the front and behind.

The ceremony hasn't started yet.

But all kinds of cameras have already been turned on, and the live broadcast has begun to warm up. There are many viewers in the live broadcast room waiting to watch the award ceremony.

The director randomly switches to close-ups of the artists.

Just see it on the big screen.

The young man with broad shoulders and narrow waist sat sideways, his black eyes lowered, his sparse long eyelashes drooping, looking at the screen of his mobile phone, his cold and indifferent profile revealing a very faint smile.

Although it is very shallow, so shallow that the mark is not noticeable.

But it was enough to make the director excited for a long time.

Not to mention the person who just screamed.

——You really didn’t see it wrong. The actor Shi, who is always serious, actually smiled.

Those who were caught off guard and put on the big screen quickly noticed it.

The thin lips were quickly flattened and returned to their coldness.

It was as if the scene just now had never happened.

The audience in the live broadcast room shouted one after another——[Limited Edition Shi Yingdi! ] “Sheng Yuan, can you get up for a moment?”

Sheng Yuan was typing with her head down when a person stood in front of her.

It was Ling Lan who had just returned.

Sheng Yuan glanced sideways and saw her name written on the back of the chair.

Ling Lan gathered her skirt and said, "The staff must have made a mistake. It would be more reasonable to arrange my seat here, close to the exit."

Sheng Yuan understood what Ling Lan meant.

——Wait, she is going to receive the award, and sitting at the exit will make it easier for her to get in and out.

Happy Dragon Boat Festival, my dears~~Good night 　　 　 (End of this chapter)