Mother-in-law fans? Why are there still mother-in-law fans
Xia Xiqing felt both amused and embarrassed. He finally understood what karma retribution meant. All the energy he had used to mock Zhou Ziheng these days was now rebounding on himself.
Zhou Ziheng wanted to walk next to him, but Xia Xiqing pushed him back, "Tell your fans that I'm not your daughter-in-law."
"That's not my business. I have too many mothers." Zhou Ziheng smiled proudly, "My mothers enjoy freedom of speech."
The two were in the backstage, and there were a lot of people, all celebrities coming and going. Zhou Ziheng had just won the Silver Bear, and he was very popular and had a lot of traffic. He was very popular in the circle. No matter who came, they had to say hello to him, and they were very friendly. Zhou Ziheng was too busy just shaking hands, and there were so many media cameras next to him, Xia Xiqing felt it was very troublesome.
If it were him in the past, his first reaction at this moment would have been to find a quiet place to stay alone, but now he didn't want to do that. He just stayed close to Zhou Ziheng and followed him in the crowded crowd.
Because he could see that every time Zhou Ziheng bowed and shook hands, he would subconsciously look back to see if he was still there.
After greeting everyone, Zhou Ziheng, Xia Xiqing and their assistants found an inconspicuous place to sit down and wait for the entrance. While the crowd was in chaos, Zhou Ziheng quietly took Xia Xiqing's hand.
"Your hands are so cold." He rubbed them twice. "Are you cold?"
"It was cold just now, but it's much better now." Xia Xiqing leaned back in the chair and looked up at the ceiling. "Being a star is so tiring."
Zhou Ziheng put Xia Xiqing's hand into his coat pocket and said, "You can turn it down later if you don't want to come out."
Xia Xiqing turned his head and looked at him, "I'm talking about you. I'm not a star." He wrinkled his nose, poked Zhou Ziheng's waist with his hand in his pocket, his eyes were gentle, but also revealed a little bit of mischief, "Our Hengheng is exhausted every day."
He had hardly ever called Zhou Ziheng like this. These two words were not unfamiliar to Zhou Ziheng. Fans called him like this every day, and he no longer felt anything special. But Xia Xiqing called him Hengheng with such a cute expression, which made Zhou Ziheng's heart skip a beat.
I really want to kiss him.
What Xia Xiqing didn't know was that it was at times like this that Zhou Ziheng truly felt how hard it was to be a star.
Half an hour before the award ceremony started, the two entered the venue together. While looking for seats, Zhou Ziheng was called away by the organizer because he would be the presenter of the Best Newcomer Award. Xia Xiqing followed his assistant to find his seat. Fans had already entered the venue and started screaming wildly when they saw Xia Xiqing.
"Brother Xiqing!!!!"
"Brother Xiqing, look here!!!"
One after another, the fans pointed their cannons at him, but Xia Xiqing turned around and smiled at them in a fan-friendly manner.
"Xi Qing!! Mommy loves you!!!"
"Mom loves you too!! Xiqing, wear more clothes!!!"
"Xi Qing!!! I went to the art museum yesterday!!!"
"Xi Qing I love you!!!"
The fans were so enthusiastic that Xia Xiqing showed a helpless yet doting smile on his face. He put his hands on his chest, bent down and bowed to them, then found his seat and sat down.
"Ahhh what kind of little prince is Xi Qing!!"
"What a gentleman!!!"
"My Prince Charming!!!"
"It's not yours!! It's Zhou Ziheng's!!"
Sudden internal strife.
"Zhou Ziheng's little rose!!!"
"Ahhh little rose!!"
This nickname was exposed because of Zhou Ziheng's trumpet. Xia Xiqing didn't think much of it before, but now being called out by fans in public is really a bit embarrassing. Xia Xiqing turned his head and made a gesture to keep quiet.
The fans covered their mouths obediently. Xia Xiqing made a heart gesture to them and raised his eyebrows playfully.
Not long after turning his head, Xia Xiqing heard the fans' voices again, not loud but audible.
"Brother Xiqing, turn around~"
After being called many times in a row, Xia Xiqing couldn't bear to play dumb, so he turned around and saw more than a dozen fans holding up their mobile phones. Three huge words - Little Rose - were displayed on the screen. It was a completely homemade electronic banner. The rose-colored words were flashing and very eye-catching.
I really admire these little girls. Xia Xiqing lowered his head and smiled helplessly.
The fans were very happy, thinking they had flirted with Brother Xiqing. But within five minutes, Xia Xiqing turned around and raised his phone.
A sentence scrolled across his screen, each word filling the entire screen.
[Call me brother, be good.]
“Aaaaaaaaaah!”
"Oh my god, Brother Xiqing is so hot!!!"
"Brother!!! Brother, I can do it!!"
Even fans of other companies couldn't help but sigh, "Wow, look at the main actors, my god, they are really good at it."
Xia Xiqing put his phone away, and fans from another direction started calling his name again.
I looked up and heard a fan ask, "Brother Xiqing, do you know that Hengheng reads fan fiction?"
Xia Xiqing smiled and shook his head.
"Really??"
Xia Xiqing smiled coolly and cutely, "He watched it secretly behind my back."
“Hahahahahaha…”
After chatting with the fans, Xia Xiqing lowered his head and adjusted his tie. Zhou Ziheng walked down from a corner of the stage and looked around. Xia Xiqing didn't see it, but the fans behind him saw it first and shouted to remind him one after another.
"Hengheng!!! Your wife is here!!!"
"This way!!! Heng Heng!!!"
At the "enthusiastic reminder" of a bunch of fans, Zhou Ziheng walked to Xia Xiqing with a smile. Instead of sitting down directly, he stood beside him and talked to him, pinching the back of his neck while talking.
It wasn't a particularly intimate action, but the fans below were so excited that they kept taking pictures with their cannons.
Another star came over from behind, and Zhou Ziheng moved aside to make way for him and sat down.
"Which one is winning the newcomer award?" Xia Xiqing looked at Zhou Ziheng.
"Well... the sixth one." Zhou Ziheng felt a little tired and subconsciously leaned his head on Xia Xiqing's shoulder.
"Hey, so many people are watching."
"Just watch." Zhou Ziheng smiled nonchalantly, "I came out just to show our love, I'm just afraid they won't see it."
His tone was childish, like a sulking child. But Xia Xiqing felt very happy, his heart filled with joy, like a small bun slowly expanding in the oven.
"I want everyone in the world to know that you are mine." Zhou Ziheng's tone became calm, and then he suddenly smiled, "Although it was not my intention to expose the secondary account, from the perspective of consequences, it is not a bad thing." He raised his head and turned his face to look at Xia Xiqing, "At least now many people know how much I like you."
These gentle love words fell into the ears like small sparks, igniting a nerve full of emotions.
Xia Xiqing felt a little embarrassed. He leaned on the back of the front seat and buried his face in his folded arms. After a while, he turned his head to look at him, still with a sly smile like a fox on his face.
"But your trumpet is really funny."
Sweet revenge.
After the award ceremony started, the two stopped chatting and laughing, and sat in their seats very straight, waiting for the awards to be presented one by one. This award ceremony is not considered a very prestigious award in China, but because it was linked to Weibo, many celebrities attended and it was quite popular.
When it was time to present the New Artist of the Year Award, Zhou Ziheng walked onto the stage as the presenter. The person presenting the award with him was Feng Cheng, a male actor in his early 40s who became famous for his comedy performances and was very good at handling things. The two had very different looks. As Zhou Ziheng stood on the podium and was adjusting the microphone, Feng Cheng joked, "When I look closer, I realize that Ziheng and I look quite similar."
The audience burst into laughter and applause, and Zhou Ziheng also laughed. Feng Cheng added, "Others say I am the Zhou Ziheng of the comedy world."
"No, no, no, you are much more handsome than me." Zhou Ziheng smiled modestly.
"That's~"
There was another burst of laughter from the audience.
"We are going to present the Newcomer of the Year Award today." Feng Cheng held the envelope and asked Zhou Ziheng, "Ziheng, do you still remember how you felt when you were a newcomer?"
Zhou Ziheng smiled and thought about it, then shook his head and said, "I don't remember."
A fan below yelled: "He was only six years old at that time!!!"
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha… "
The whole audience laughed. Zhou Ziheng licked the corner of his mouth with a helpless look on his face.
"Then do you have any advice for newcomers?" Feng Cheng started by throwing out his own suggestions. "As for me, I think newcomers should not be anxious. The more anxious you are, the more anxious you will become." He pointed at himself and said, "Like me, hahaha."
Zhou Ziheng pursed his lips and said seriously, "I have three suggestions. First, don't set up a persona for yourself."
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha… "
“Second, don’t open a small account.”
“Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha…”
This self-deprecation made everyone in the audience laugh non-stop, it was even more exciting than watching a crosstalk.
Zhou Ziheng cleared his throat and said, "Third, don't use a small account to forward the lottery."
“Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!”
“What a great man, hahahahahahahahaha”
The camera turned to Xia Xiqing, who could only lower his head to hold back his laughter and applause, and when he looked up he maintained his composure and composure.
Feng Cheng led the applause and said, "It's been a long time since I heard such constructive suggestions." He took out the envelope and said, "Then let's give out the awards."
After the award ceremony, Zhou Ziheng straightened the collar of his suit, walked back to his seat with long legs, and approached Xia Xiqing to whisper something. As soon as the two of them got close, the fans behind them couldn't help but scream. There was no way, the main character was spreading sugar like crazy, and it would be a shame not to accept it.
At the end of the party, Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng came out together. Due to the special nature of the venue, celebrities' nanny cars could not be parked directly outside the venue. Fans gathered outside the venue early, and rushed over when the two came out. Four bodyguards separated them from the fans, but the distance was still very close. A fan joked, "Hengheng, you are taller than the bodyguard brother, who is protecting who? Hahaha!"
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha… "
Another fan shouted, "Hengheng!!! Didn't your mom tell you to wear more?! Don't wear so little just to look cool!"
Xia Xiqing laughed non-stop and taught Zhou Ziheng a lesson in the tone of a mommy fan, "Did you hear me? Don't wear so little just to look cool."
The boasting lasted less than ten seconds before another fan shouted, "Xi Qing!!! You should also listen to your mother-in-law!!!"
Zhou Ziheng laughed very loudly and gave a thumbs up to the fan just now, "Nice!" Xia Xiqing nudged Zhou Ziheng with his elbow.
"Oh my, why is my daughter-in-law so arrogant~"
“Hahahahahahahaha tsundere!!”
Xia Xiqing's forehead jumped twice, "I'm not..."
The fans around laughed, and one of them suddenly shouted, "Yes, you are 0!!!"
…
Xia Xiqing smiled kindly, "… This year's fans are so hard to lead."
"I think it makes sense." As soon as Zhou Ziheng finished saying this, he was immediately slapped in the face.
"Zhou Ziheng, you've been screwed by the fan fiction lady! She said she wants to go against your CP!!!"
"Hahahahahahahahahaha she said she doesn't like elementary school chicken tops!!"
"Hahahahahahahahaha this elementary school chicken attack is awesome!"
Zhou Ziheng said coldly, "Expel me from the fan club!"
"Who gave permission?" Xia Xiqing laughed, "You are not allowed to fire him."
"Dismissed!"
"No."
“Hahahahaha why are my couple so sweet even when they quarrel!”
Suddenly, a male fan's voice sounded familiar from the crowd.
"Brother Xiqing, I love you!!!"
Zhou Ziheng reacted immediately and looked in the direction of the voice. As expected, "Why is it you again!"
“Haha ....”
"How old are you!"
The guy in the blue sweater who had confessed his love crazily at the last road show in Beijing shook his head coquettishly, and continued to shout with an expression like "What can you do to me?" "Brother Xiqing, look at me! I can be 1! I can be 0! I can't stop for Brother Xiqing!"
"Hahahahahaha Green Light Brother!"
"Hahahahahahahahahaha little brother is so awesome!"
Zhou Ziheng pretended to be angry, rubbed the back of his neck with a fierce expression, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to attack, "Let me see if you can stop..."
The young man pinched his throat, "Bodyguards, stop him!"
"The bodyguard's existence is to stop Zhou Ziheng, hahahahahahahaha"
Xia Xiqing laughed all the way, and only finally calmed down when he was almost in front of the car.
"Brother Xiqing is mine!!!"
This sentence finally touched Zhou Ziheng's sore spot, "Let me show you whose it is?" He childishly reached out and hugged Xia Xiqing's head, and kissed him on the cheek.
Xia Xiqing was stunned by his sudden attack and looked at him in disbelief with wide eyes.
"F*ck!!!! A kiss on the cheek!!!"
“Ahhhhhhh I’m dead!”
“Ahhhhhh!”
Xiao Luo opened the car door, "Ziheng, Xiqing, come up, it's cold outside."
Zhou Ziheng grabbed Xia Xiqing's hand, pulled him into the car, waved to the fans, and closed the car door.
The green light guy was still struggling to death, like a screaming chicken being trampled madly, "Ah, Brother Xiqing, look at me! Zhou Ziheng is really too childish!!"
The car was about to start, but the window was rolled down a little, revealing a pair of smiling peach blossom eyes. Amid the screams of fans, a slender white hand held the screen of a mobile phone and placed it between the gaps of the car window. A line of words was scrolling on it.
[I like how childish he is.]