The Actor Wants to Divorce

Jiang Yichen is no stranger to this name. In his impression, the younger brother of Lin Yang, the president of Lin's Group, is called Lin Yan.

Looking at this person again, his eyebrows are arrogant, everyone has a kind of unpleasant rogue air, and there is not the slightest restraint or timidity around Fu Ran, and it confirms his identity.

Lin Yan smiled, "Good for Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Yichen nodded coldly, "Master Lin, you are welcome."

─After the greeting, the three of them took their seats one by one. Fu Ran sat in the middle. Jiang Yichen sat in his right hand position, staring directly at a certain head not far in front.

Fu Ran also noticed Gu Qingrang. He patted Jiang Yichen's leg and motioned the man to look at himself. He smiled like a flower, "Jiang Dog, I really want to thank you very much."

Jiang Yichen frowned, "Thank me for what?"

"Let me sign Gu Qingrang." Fu Ran smiled, "Gu Qingrang is now our company's most profitable cash cow, a vain banknote!"

"Cut." Jiang Yichen snorted disdainfully.

Fu Ran lowered his voice, "Hey, is Lin Zhaozhi sitting next to him?"

Jiang Yichen's face turned dark.

Fu Ran continued to add fuel to the fire, joking, "I have to interview President Jiang, how do you feel when you see your ex-wife and Lin Zhaozhi sitting together?"

Jiang Yichen sneered, "How can I feel? The marriage is my own divorce. Is it possible that you think I will regret it? A joke."

Fu Ran nodded, "Yes, yes, how can we, President Jiang, regret it, it's just that we cried anxiously when Gu Qing made life and death uncertain..."

Jiang Yichen couldn't bear it, "Fu Ran, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as a dumb, so noisy."

Fu Ran's eyes widened innocently, "You can't hear it again, why do you think I am noisy? Why don't you have any trouble if you want to commit a crime, Jiang Yigou!"

Is there any reason.

Jiang Yichen couldn't tell him, turned his head fiercely, his eyes touched Gu Qingrang, and his heart was agitated again.

Everyone is adding a block to others.

If it wasn't for his handkerchief to be used by Gu Qing to wipe his nose, he would definitely use the handkerchief to block Fu Ran's stinky mouth.

Which pot is really not open and which pot!

At eight o'clock in the evening, the Azure Film Festival finally opened.

There are only six films selected for the festival this time. There is no suspense about who will win the grand prize. Everyone knows that this night belongs to the crew of "Sweet Call".

So after some insignificant small awards, such as the best photography award, the best lens award, etc., were divided up by other films, the atmosphere of the audience was also pushed to the climax.

The hostess held the microphone, her voice trembling slightly, "Okay, next is the highly anticipated Best Actor Award, then the 37th Blue Award, the best actor actor is one by one."

On the big screen, the faces of several actors flashed quickly.

Gu Qing, who was sitting in the audience, couldn't help but tighten her breath.

Even if he knew that his name would appear on it without accident, but at this moment, he still couldn't control his breathing, his palms were full of wet sweat.

The big screen freezes.

It's his stills in "Best Call".

That was the last picture before his death. The messy hair was wet and sticking to his forehead, and the blurred pupils lurched in confusion and emptiness, shrinking in the bathtub like a disoriented deer, waiting for death.

Gu Qing asked the host to say his name in a rounded accent.

"In the 37th Blue Awards, the best actor was won by Gu, Qing, and Ren."

There was warm applause and music from the audience.

Gu Qing left his head blank for a moment, he stood up mechanically, and then he was embraced by a person.

It's Lin Zhaozhi.

"Congratulations, my hero."

The man's voice penetrated the hustle and bustle of the scene and fell into Gu Qingrang's ears clearly.

Gu Qing let his heart "bang bang bang" three times. He stared at Lin Zhaozhi's eyes, and it took him a long time to find his true feelings. He quickly sorted out his expressions, step by step, and walked with resoluteness. stage.

Lin Zhaozhi stood at the same place, his suit was tall and straight, and he applauded gracefully, watching Gu Qing let him step onto the stage before sitting down slowly.

Not far away, Jiang Yichen clenched his fist silently.

Fu Ran was still joking, "Hey, the flower protector has changed. The princess has a new knight, and the spring for Gu Qingrang is coming."

Jiang Yichen didn't know what Fu Ran said.

He just looked complicatedly at the man standing under the brightest spotlight in the center of the stage, with mixed feelings for a while.

He is proud of Gu Qing.

But the man who applauded for Gu Qing has now become another person.

Jiang Yichen's nails were firmly in his palm, and his heart was blocked, and he could hardly breathe.

Gu Qing let the countless actor and celebrity shake hands and hug him in a daze, and then went on stage in a daze.

What surprised Gu Qing even more was that the person who gave her the award was his goddess O Lan!

Although Ou Lan is getting older, her charm is undiminished, holding the microphone, she compares all the young and beautiful female hosts.

She smiled and said to everyone in the audience, "I was not a guest of awards today, but a friend asked me, and he said to me very seriously, Sister Lan, this person’s best actor, you must come to present the talent. Okay! I know him... it's been almost 10 years. I have never seen him look so determined, so I'm standing here tonight. Congratulations, Ajan."

Gu Qing asked Ou Lan to take the Shen Shen trophy, and subconsciously looked in Lin Zhaozhi's direction.

He remembered that he had told Lin Zhaozhi that in his lifetime, he wanted to see Ou Lan...

So this friend Ou Lan is talking about is Lin Zhaozhi?

Lin Zhaozhi was sitting in his chair, looking at him with some gentle eyes, Gu Qing was thrown into chaos for a while, before he could react, he was pushed to the microphone again.

Fortunately, the acceptance speech had been memorized countless times a long time ago, and Gu Qing let it finish in one breath, and there was thunderous applause underneath.

The host interrupted at this time, "Okay, in the end, there will be an award for best director. I don’t think there is any suspense about this award. Let’s call him out together.

Is the name good? "

"Lin Zhaozhi!"

Fans on the scene broke out hoarse shouts.

Jiang Yichen sneered.

"Anyone can really be a director these days, Fu Ran, tomorrow I will also go to your company to make a movie."

Fu Ran knew well, "You're just jealous that people can accept the award on the same stage as Gu Qing, so why are you awkward here."

"When am I jealous?"

Fu Ranpi smiled and nodded without a smile, "Yes, yes, of course I am not jealous. After all, one is the best actor and the other is the best director. You

What kind of? The best ex-husband? "

"you!"

"Where do you put your face on stage? I think you should sit here honestly."

Jiang Yichen was dissatisfied, "Why, do you think I don't have the courage to take the stage?"

"Humph."

"Heh, you underestimate me Jiang Yichen, even if I'm on stage, I won't behave abnormally."

"Really?"

"of course."

As soon as Jiang Yichen finished saying this, Fu Ran smiled and held his head, turning his gaze away.

I saw the host saying, "Next, we will invite President Jiang Yichenjiang to come to the stage to present the awards to Lin Zhaozhi."

Jiang Yichen:

Fu Ran's two slaps slapped "Zhao Xin Li ".

"Okay! Applause!"

The bosses of Starbird Media applauded, and everyone else also applauded.

Jiang Yichen's face was stiff, and he looked at his hurt friend bitterly.

Did you do it on purpose?

Why can't this award be given by Jiang Yichen?

Fu Ran curled his lips and made a request.

Jiang Yichen had no choice but to send the arrow on the string now, riding a tiger with difficulty, so he could only coldly step onto the stage and handed the golden trophy to Lin Zhaozhi.

Then he shook his head and left.

The host hurriedly pulled Jiang Yichen, "Mr. Jiang, do you have anything to say to you?"

Jiang Yichen gritted his teeth and said two words reluctantly, "Congratulations."

"Then President Jiang, please stay, we will have a group photo later."

When the photo was taken, Jiang Yichen's face was already very hard to see. He was nothing more than an award-giving guest. In the carnival of Lin Zhaozhi and Gu Qingrang, he seemed to be an insignificant outsider.

Finally, when Jiang Yichen got off the stage, his clothes were already wet with cold sweat.

Fu Ran looked at Jiang Yichen's gloomy expression, only to realize that the joke had been serious, "Are you okay?"

Jiang Yichen gritted his teeth, "I'm going back first."

Fu Ran quickly got up, "Lin Yan, do you want to go together? I promise your brother that I will send you back soon."

Lin Yan didn't speak, but just stood up and followed Fu Ran's side.

Fu Ran hooked Lin Yan's neck carelessly, and the two of them walked out talking and laughing.

When he reached the gate, a person suddenly hurriedly ran up from the side, and accidentally ran directly into Lin Yan's body.

Lin Yan frowned, and when he saw the person clearly, the dark pupils narrowed slightly, revealing a dangerous dark glow.

It is Feng Jin.

Naturally, Fu Ran didn't know this little star, and said displeasedly, "Smelly boy, don't you have eyes to walk? Lin Yan, didn't it hurt you?"

Lin Yan squinted and smiled, "It's not a problem, Mr. Fu, thank you Mr. Fu for your concern."

Feng Jin looked at the hand hooked on Lin Yan's neck, his face pale, and he lowered his head and clenched his fists.

"Yes... I'm sorry..."

"Go away." Fu Ran was impatient.

Feng Jin ran away without looking back.

When Feng Jin was gone, Lin Yan laughed, "Mr. Fu, I have a friend over there. Let me say a few words, you go back first."

"Your brother's side..."

"My brother, I will explain it myself, don't you always think of being a child, OK? I'm twenty-two after the Chinese New Year."

"Okay, then don't go crazy outside, your brother knows that he's going to lose his temper with me again."

"Goodbye, Mr. Fu."

Lin Yan turned his head and waved.

Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, Feng Jin drew a cup of water and buried his face in it.

The self in the mirror was pale, with no trace of blood.

He shook his head vigorously, and what remained lingering in his head was the image of Lin Yan and Fu Ran standing together intimately.

What is their relationship?

Lin Yan...how did you know Fu Ran?

He was stuffed with something in his head, he kept shaking his head, and he couldn't breathe in confusion.

"Bang Yiyi" The bathroom door was kicked open.

Lin Yan pulled his tie in one hand and walked in lazily.

Feng Jin's face became paler.

Lin Yan focused on a teasing smile, walked to Feng Jin's side and turned on the faucet to wash his hands, his eyes fell on Feng Jin's face intentionally or unintentionally.

Feng Jin squeezed his fists, his eyes turned red, "Lin Yan...what is the relationship between you and President Fu?"