The martial arts drama has been finished, and Mr. Xu's birthday banquet has been eaten. Ming Wei, who has temporarily relaxed, now only needs to prepare for one thing - an important domestic film festival awards ceremony in early April. "Dragon King" was a major special effects film production in China last year. The leading actors Ming Wei and Mu Tingzhou were both nominated, but Shen Su and Xiao Zhao had analyzed in advance that the chances of both of them winning individual awards were not high. "Dragon King" was a big hit and broke various box office records, but it was just a commercial film after all, and the actors' space to show their acting skills was far less than that of art films. Mu Tingzhou, who had won the Best Actor Award, could not win the award again with a special effects film, and Ming Wei, whether from her acting skills or her film and television experience, the probability of winning the Best Actress Award was almost zero. Ming Wei knew it very well, but she didn't think too much about it. She was already very proud that her first movie was a big success. This time she was just accompanying the crew for fun. Apart from anything else, "Dragon King" could at least win a film award, and as the lead actress, she was proud of it. Besides, it was an honor to be together with the most skilled seniors in the industry. As night fell, the ceremony was star-studded.Reporters stood on both sides of the red carpet, snapping away non-stop. Another luxury car stopped in front of the red carpet, the door opened, and Mu Tingzhou appeared in a black suit, with extraordinary demeanor. Facing the cameras and screams of reporters, Mu Tingzhou calmly turned around and walked to the side of the car door, then leaned over and stretched out his hand into the car. The camera followed closely, and a white and slender jade hand gently rested on Mu Tingzhou's palm. Mu Tingzhou immediately held it, stepped back, and led out a beauty in a black slim-fitting tube top dress. "Weiwei, you are so beautiful!" Someone whistled and cheered loudly. Mingwei smiled brightly, with bright eyes and white teeth, and the diamond necklace on her neck was shining. After walking the red carpet with ease, the two began to be interviewed by the red carpet host. "Weiwei, are you excited to attend a film awards ceremony for the first time?" Mingwei smiled and nodded: "A little bit, because I have been working with him for the past two years and have not had the opportunity to meet more friends in the same industry." She has cooperated with Mu Tingzhou too frequently. Tingwei's fans like it, but some fans are criticizing her for this. They think Mingwei is completely famous because of Mu Tingzhou. The popularity of "The Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty", "The Dragon King" and "White Snake" are all Mu Tingzhou's credit. Mingwei is just a vase. Once the two separate, Mingwei will definitely not be able to do it. And Mingwei's answer just now can be regarded as a humorous response. The host got this point and smiled and scolded Mingwei for eating from the bowl and looking at the pot. After talking about Mingwei, the host asked Mu Tingzhou again: "Tingzhou has made many breakthroughs in "The Dragon King". Is there any award you like this time?" Mu Tingzhou smiled: "Yes." The host's eyes lit up: "What award do you want to win?" Mu Tingzhou suddenly hugged Mingwei's small waist and smiled at Mingwei: "I just got it." Mingwei blushed. Why does this man seem to be getting better and better at showing affection in public? He didn't give her any preparation. The host was tortured by this sudden dog food. She envied Mingwei and pestered the two to take a photo together until the new star arrived. "Is it planned in advance?" Mingwei asked Mu Tingzhou in a low voice on the way to the seat. Mu Tingzhou tilted his head slightly towards her, his eyes fell on the necklace pendant on her chest, and said in a low voice: "Impromptu performance." Mingwei was half-believing. After entering the venue, Mingwei focused on socializing. She had only seen many of the seniors on the screen and did not know them in real life. Fortunately, she is now a popular star, and she has Mu Tingzhou, a powerful actor boyfriend, to accompany her. She can be considered comfortable among a group of veteran actors. In addition to socializing, as a rising star, Mingwei also feels a lot of pressure. How much of her success today is her own achievement, and how much is Mu Tingzhou's help? When she sat down, looking at the magnificent stage in front of her, Mingwei was a little dazed, like a primary school student who thought she was studious and stepped into a magnificent library for the first time. She was shocked by the number of books in the world, and suddenly realized her own insignificance. She was lost in thought when someone suddenly held her hand. Mingwei tilted her head and Mu Tingzhou looked at her inquiringly: "What's wrong?" Mingwei approached him and hummed: "I wonder when I can catch up with you." Catching up with him and standing shoulder to shoulder with him is a true statement. Mu Tingzhou stared at her silently for a few seconds, then pinched her fingers and smiled: "Haven't you already caught up with me? Back then, you were just a transparent fan who missed my autograph." Mingwei's "catch up" refers to her career. Now Mu Tingzhou is talking nonsense, as if she asked for his autograph when she was a translator, as if she, a "transparent fan", had really pursued him. Mingwei couldn't help but glare at Mu Tingzhou. Just as she was about to refute, Mu Tingzhou tilted his head away and motioned Mingwei to look at the camera that turned to them. Mingwei's expression changed in a second, she smiled generously, and when the camera turned to someone else, she threw a dagger at Mu Tingzhou. All the participants were present, and the award ceremony started on time. The host was humorous, the performances were novel and unique, the award-winning stars were handsome and beautiful, and the award presenters were no less impressive, and the atmosphere was lively. Mingwei was watching with great interest, and Mu Tingzhou next to her suddenly came over and whispered, "I'm the award presenter for the next award, I'm leaving first." Mingwei was surprised, Mu Tingzhou was the award presenter? Why didn't he tell her before? What was the next award? After going through the program list in her mind, Mingwei's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Of course, it was not her turn as the female lead, but she was nominated for the "Best Newcomer Award" this time. Was there any special meaning in the program team arranging Mu Tingzhou to present the award? She had just made her first movie. Although the female commander Zhou Jing received a lot of recognition from fans, it was a commercial blockbuster after all... But, if the winner was not her, why would the program team arrange her boyfriend to present the award? Her heartbeat was getting faster and faster. Seeing that the orchestra on the stage had entered the end of the song, Mingwei clenched her sweaty palms and silently prepared the award speech just in case. After the performance, the host bid farewell to several band members, and then warmly invited the award presenters, who were indeed Mu Tingzhou and a beautiful actress. When the names of the winners were officially announced, the female guest smiled and asked Mu Tingzhou to announce them. Mingwei's legs were shaking slightly. On the stage, Mu Tingzhou looked at the card, raised his head, and accurately locked his eyes with his girlfriend in the audience: "... The winner is - Mingwei." The stars present applauded, and Mingwei stood up with her mouth covered. Director Liao saw that Mingwei was shaking with excitement, so he gave Mingwei an encouraging hug in a gentlemanly manner, and the hug lasted for a long time. The host saw it and took the opportunity to liven up the atmosphere: "Director Liao, Director Liao, Tingzhou is watching here, you should pay attention to the impact." Everyone laughed. Mingwei also laughed, and this laugh made her less nervous. After hugging other crew members, she walked to the stage gracefully. Mingwei's impromptu winning speech was very simple, and she was too excited, so she said two sentences less, and she forgot the words later, so she just said thank you. Her thank you speech was short, leaving room for small talk. The female award presenter tactfully went around to the other side of the host, who teased the young couple. "Tingzhou, Mingwei's winning the award is a happy event. Do you have anything to say to her?" Mingwei looked at her boyfriend with her watery eyes. Mu Tingzhou took off the microphone and walked in front of Mingwei under the smiling gaze of his colleagues in the audience. His eyes were gentle: "First of all, congratulations on your winning. Secondly, I hope you can keep a normal mind and continue to act down-to-earth. Don't disappoint the judges and fans." He was serious, like an old senior. Mingwei nodded seriously, smiling as she nodded: "I will follow Mr. Mu's teachings." Mu Tingzhou coughed rarely: "I decided to change my career to become a director, you know?" Mingwei was confused. He had made a public statement, so of course she knew. As she stared blankly, Mu Tingzhou took two steps forward, his tall body only half a step away from her, then he lowered his head, his black eyes focused on her, only looking at her, as if there were only the two of them at the scene at this time. Mingwei was almost shy. Mu Tingzhou held her hand, slowly knelt on one knee in front of her, and said in his low and clear voice: "Miss Ming, I want to devote my life to filming a high-quality and sweet drama. Excuse me, are you willing to be my heroine?" Mingwei opened her mouth. Mu Tingzhou looked serious, holding her hand with his big hand, waiting silently, his eyes obsessed with her. There was restrained restlessness in the audience, and it seemed that they were also holding their breath. It was not until Mingwei nodded vigorously that the audience responded with the warmest applause. The applause lasted for a long time. Mingwei was dizzy with Mu Tingzhou's high-profile proposal. When he stepped down from the stage, Mu Tingzhou took the initiative to hold her hand. She was unaware. When she got to her seat, she was still in a state of excitement. The joy of winning the award was squeezed out by the sweetness of Mu Tingzhou's proposal. It was not until someone else won the award that Mingwei was ready to applaud blindly. When she raised her hand, she found that her hand was still held by Mu Tingzhou. She looked at him quietly, and Mu Tingzhou hit the nail on the head: "Are you back to your senses?" Mingwei: ... What should I do if my boyfriend, no, my fiancé is always rude? When Mingwei got out of the car and returned to the villa at night, she was lifted up by Mu Tingzhou. Mingwei hugged his neck as usual, and her two long legs wrapped around his waist, hanging on him like a koala. "What are you so happy about?" Mingwei asked knowingly, looking into his eyes. The evening breeze was gentle and the night was charming. Mu Tingzhou suddenly didn't want to go into the house. He directly pushed her against the doorpost and kissed her: "You have a fiancée." Mingwei smiled, raised her head, and asked shamelessly: "You look so happy. Is your fiancée very beautiful?" Mu Tingzhou moved his lips down and kissed her neck: "Beautiful, even more beautiful without clothes." Mingwei's ears were hot and she pinched his ears: "Vulgar." Mu Tingzhou paused, kissed her rosy cheeks again, and whispered in her ear: "In fact, the proposal words said on the stage were not the first draft." Mingwei's heart was moved and she asked sweetly: "What is the first draft?" Mu Tingzhou looked at her eyes, suddenly put her on the ground, and knelt on one knee again. Mingwei stretched out her hand to him, and her heart was about to be sweetened. Mu Tingzhou lifted her fair little hand and rubbed it. Then, in the gentle evening breeze and under the bright and quiet night sky, he solemnly proposed to the woman he had chosen: "I want to devote my life to filming a movie. High sugar high.h, Miss Ming, are you willing to be my heroine?" Ming Wei was a little suspicious of her ears. High sugar high what? Mu Tingzhou had been observing her. Seeing that Ming Wei blushed and glared, he smiled, carried Ming Wei on his shoulders, and strode back to the room.
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