"Golden Camel has to go," Wei Lan thought for a while, "Yu Nanfeng was shortlisted for the best male lead, and Zhao Yimin was shortlisted for the best male partner. Although there is no news about whether he will win the prize, in the end two A nomination, let's go. Let's get in the queue first, and I will check the time."
"Row."
At the end of the year, the entire entertainment circle became lively again. The fashion circle began to hold fashion nights and charity evenings, the portal network held a network festival, and major awards ceremonies. It also counted the works that emerged in the entertainment circle this year. Award for outstanding works as a sign of encouragement. Yan QingChi because of "Let's Fight! friend! "Broadcast on Pineapple TV and Seal Video, and filmed the inside pages and covers of several magazines. So I also received invitations from the seal surprise ceremony and fashion night.
Yan QingChi sent Jiang MoChen a WeChat and asked him, "Are you participating in the SEAL Surprise Festival and Fashion Night this year?"
However, unexpectedly, Jiang MoChen never returned him.
Wei Lan looked at Yan QingChi staring at the phone, and looked at it. He saw that the WeChat interface was still on Yan QingChi's question five minutes ago. He couldn't help shook his head and sighed, "Oh, it's not even seven. Years, seven months have not arrived, you are itchy."
Yan QingChi turned to look at him, "Can't you say something nice?"
Wei Lan thought for a while, coughed, and slowed down, "It's only five minutes, he should be busy with other things. Is that?"
"This is how normal people speak."
Wei Lan sighed, "Living people are really tired."
"Are you still tired?" Yan QingChi was about to be amused by him, "What are you tired of, how chic you are, how many people in this world can live like you."
"So you keep winking at me, do you envy me?"
"It's because my eyelids keep jumping."
"Left eye, right eye?"
"Left eye."
"Left eye jumps for money, right eye jumps for disaster." Wei Lan murmured, "Left eye jumps is a good thing," he looked at Yan QingChi, "You walk carefully, maybe you can pick up money tonight."
"It's really not easy. These years, there are fewer and fewer cash users."
"Maybe you can pick up gold?"
"With your auspicious words, what I really find will divide you half."
"That's OK."
However, until Yan QingChi was filming at night, he did not pick up gold, let alone gold, he didn't even pick up a coin, really feudal superstition is not good.
Yan QingChi just returned to the room, ordered a takeaway, and while eating on Weibo, he received a call from Jiang MoChen.
"Have you finished?"
"Received, what's the matter?"
"I have sent you a gift. Go to the back door of the hotel and sign for it."
Yan QingChi chopsticks, "Don't you send yourself here, right?"
Jiang MoChen laughed, "What do you think?"
Yan QingChi doubted the authenticity of his words. After all, he had just used this trick. Jiang MoChen had also said before to visit his class, so it was not impossible to suddenly appear in front of him.
He put down his chopsticks, "Okay, I'm going downstairs now."
"Well, hurry up."
Yan QingChi put on his jacket and went out, got off the elevator and walked towards the back door of the hotel. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Jiang MoChen wearing a black coat.
Yan QingChi laughed almost unconsciously, and walked in front of him, "Who told me not to send myself?"
"Of course I didn't send me over, I'm just a courier."
"Oh? What about your express delivery?" Yan QingChi asked.
As soon as he said this, he saw a small head sticking out from behind Jiang MoChen's leg, calling him softly, "Dad."
Now Yan QingChi was really surprised, he guessed that Jiang MoChen might have finished, so he learned that he suddenly visited and gave himself a surprise, but he did not expect him to bring QiQi.
"This is a gift to you."
Yan QingChi laughed at once, and opened his hands to QiQi, "Come here, dad is going to sign for the courier."
QiQi ran over immediately, Yan QingChi bent down along his movements, let QiQi jump straight into his arms. QiQi rubbed his neck and looked up at him. Yan QingChi picked him up, got up, gave him a resounding kiss, "Okay, stamped and signed successfully, this little baby belongs to me. ."
QiQi giggled, clasping his neck tightly.
Jiang MoChen suddenly regretted it. It should be said that he was also a courier, and he also wanted to be signed for receipt.
"Okay, let's get in the car first, it won't be good to be photographed later."
Yan QingChi hugged QiQi and walked next to him, "No," he said, "Wei Lan told me that his brother had arranged the place where he was filming in advance, and no paparazzi would dare to be nearby."
When Jiang MoChen heard this, he was a little speechless for a while, "I used to hear others say that Wei Xun is a younger brother, and he is almost doting on Wei Lan. How could it be that he is such a hard-hearted and cold person, even if he treats his younger brother no matter what. Well, how good it can be. The word spoiling is too exaggerated. Later I discovered that this is really just a simple statement of facts, and no rhetoric or grammar is useful."
"I think it's pretty good too," Yan QingChi said, "How many people can one meet so many people who make oneself willing to give in this life, and how many people can meet so many people who are so willing to give for oneself, they both have met , Isn't this also very lucky?"
Jiang MoChen paused, he turned his head to look at Yan QingChi, "What about you, have you met?"
Yan QingChi smiled and kissed QiQi, "I met my little baby."
QiQi kissed him too, put his arms around his neck and leaned on him to laugh.
Jiang MoChen shifted the focus of the question as soon as he saw him, and there was no way, so he didn't ask any more.
Yan QingChi sat in the back seat of the car because he wanted to look at QiQi. He put QiQi in his arms and asked Jiang MoChen, "Where are we going?"
"Of course it is our hotel." Jiang MoChen looked like it should be.
Yan QingChi couldn't help sighing, it is worthy of the attack of the original book, it is a real trench, hotels are located in various cities across the country.
He looked down at QiQi, stretched out his hand to poke his face, QiQi raised his head, a little unclear, so he also stretched out his hand to poke Yan QingChi's face, and the two quickly became a ball of laughter.
Yan QingChi poked him, "How come you lie to me with your father, little liar."
"Father said he wanted to surprise him."
"So QiQi promised him?"
QiQi nodded and asked him, "Are you surprised?"
"It was a pleasant surprise."
QiQi said "Yeah", "It will be a pleasant surprise."
"Yes, of course I was pleasantly surprised to see QiQi."
"Then QiQi is also pleasantly surprised." QiQi followed his example.
Yan QingChi smiled, "Surprise is not used in this way, QiQi knows that I will see Dad, so it is not a surprise, no surprise, only joy."
"Oh," QiQi is kind, "then QiQi also likes...what's that?"
Yan QingChi couldn't help but laughed. He only felt that when the child knew nothing about things, he was really cute.
"Like Dad," he said.
"Well," QiQi nodded, "QiQi likes Dad."
"Dad likes QiQi too."
Jiang MoChen listened to the laughter in the back seat, only thinking that he shouldn't be in the car, he should be under the car, "You two, can't you also like the driver Jiang who is driving you?"
Yan QingChi sighed and asked QiQi: "Are you hungry? Want to eat?"
QiQi nodded, "I want to eat."
"Then let's eat dumplings later, QiQi want to eat dumplings?"
QiQi is not picky about food, but curiously asked, "Why do you eat dumplings?"
"Because your father's vinegar jar was overturned, it just happens to be used with dumplings."
Jiang MoChen was speechless, and he knew it was this stalk again.
QiQi asked curiously, "Father knocked the vinegar jar over?" He looked at Jiang MoChen a little strangely, "I didn't see the vinegar jar."
"What children can't see, only adults can see."
QiQi nodded "Oh oh", "Then eat dumplings. Can I eat the vinegar that has been overturned?"
"Sure." Yan QingChi thought, "I think your father often eats it."
"Yan QingChi, just enough to stop." Jiang MoChen couldn't help but stop.
Yan QingChi frowned and looked at QiQi, "Look, my father became angry from embarrassment."
"What does it mean to become angry?"
"Well," Yan QingChi thought for a while, "This explanation is still a bit deeper for your age, so let's not talk about it yet."
QiQi is a little confused.
Yan QingChi quickly changed the subject, "Did QiQi bring a gift for Dad today?"
QiQi was surprised, "How do you know."
Yan QingChi was more surprised than him, "Really brought it?"
QiQi nodded shyly.
Yan QingChi hugged him, "It's really Dad's little padded jacket, QiQi is so cute." He looked at QiQi and learned from the online fans, "How can it be so cute? Such a cute baby is Does it really exist? QiQi must have grown up eating cute."
QiQi was embarrassed by him and plunged straight into his arms.
Yan QingChi saw that he was a little shy but very happy, and continued to tease him, until QiQi's funny face was a little red, and he smiled vigorously with his eyes bent, and acted softly to him.
Jiang MoChen glanced at the rearview mirror and snorted coldly. Heh, it was obviously a movie of three people, but he was just a movie player, let alone his name, probably not even a voice.
It's really sad.
When we arrived at the hotel, we got off the car, and the three of them entered the VIP elevator and went directly to the top floor.
Yan QingChi looked at his watch. It was 10 o'clock. He looked at QiQi and asked, "Are you sleepy? Do you want to sleep?"
QiQi is indeed a little sleepy, but he is still thinking about eating, so he shook his head, "I haven't eaten dumplings yet."
Upon hearing this, Jiang MoChen dialed the phone and ordered a meal. Yan QingChi turned on the TV and found a cartoon for QiQi.
After a while, the dumplings were brought up. QiQi sat upright, lowered his head and smelled, "It's fragrant."
Yan QingChi picked a few for him and put them in his small bowl, fearing that he would feel sour, so he only dripped a few drops of vinegar, "You taste it, do you think it tastes good?"
QiQi quickly took a spoon and scooped it up, bitten half of it, chewed it seriously, and replied, "It's delicious."
"Well, QiQi likes it."
QiQi scooped one for him, "Dad, you also eat."
Jiang MoChen coughed, QiQi heard the voice and went to see him, and naturally scooped one for him, "Father also eat."
Jiang MoChen was only satisfied with this, and said "Um".
Yan QingChi watched their father and son interact and laughed unconsciously.