When he left, Shen Huai chatted with Director Yu and the others. Shen Huai usually seemed indifferent, but if he really wanted to get along with people, he would be very meticulous and considerate, and put his words into people's hearts.
It didn't take long for us to chat, Director Yu and the others were already chatting with him and becoming friends with each other.
Shen Huai put them in the car and then returned to the theater.
Chu Meibo stood alone under the corridor, staring blankly at the stage.
It was already a little late, the sky was getting dark, and the originally lively stage was deserted. Several waiters were cleaning the tables and floors, as if there was a desolation left after the bustling down.
The lamps under the corridor are antique lanterns, swaying in the autumn wind.
The dim light fell on Chu Meibo's face, casting a half-dark shadow.
She was like the first time Shen Huai saw her, like an old photo of the Republic of China. History passed by her, leaving behind such a back.
Shen Huai frowned slightly and called her name.
Chu Meibo turned his head, as if he had returned to the world.
Shen Huai asked her, "What's wrong?"
Chu Meibo's face appeared a little stunned, and then shook his head: "It's nothing, just remembered some things in the past."
Shen Huai didn't speak, and quietly waited for her to speak.
Chu Meibo's eyes returned to the stage again, and he said in a low voice, "When I met Yun Chuoyi, she was only sixteen years old, and she studied with me under the master. She looked down on a layman like me. I always run against me on weekdays, and I don't have a good temper, but I couldn't get angry at that time, so I made a bet with her."
"Betting on movies or Peking opera, which one will continue to be popular."
Having said that, Chu Meibo suddenly stopped.
Yun Chuoyi didn't see the ending, but she did. She won, but she wasn't happy.
She looked at the stage and remembered the high-spirited woman who stood on the stage back then. She raised her chin and said, "Even if you have learned to sing, and you have learned how to move, so what? If you learn the form, you will lose your mind. You are like this. Can't even get on stage."
Now, Chu Meibo has understood what Yun Chuoyi said, but he will never see this enemy who is also a friend again.
Shen Huai fell silent.
Only then did he understand why Chu Meibo reacted so fiercely when Xue Ling was singing before, and rebuked Xue Ling in person without hesitation.
Xue Ling imitated Yun Chuoyi, but she didn't get the magic at all. A hundred years ago, she couldn't even get on the stage. However, now she is not only on stage, but no one even hears the problem. How far has Peking Opera declined? Although she reprimanded Xue Ling, why didn't she make a point? Why not mourn for an old friend
Shen Huai said softly: "Everything in the world, changing and changing, is a normal thing, so don't be too sad."
Chu Meibo sighed: "I'm not sad, I just feel a little panic. You said, will there be a day when movies and TV series will gradually decline like Peking Opera, and something newer will replace them?"
Shen Huai had never seen Chu Meibo look so depressed before, he thought about it and said, "Don't be too pessimistic, even if the movie is gone, your performances will always exist in the world, this is the truth. the most precious treasure."
Chu Meibo was stunned, Shen Huai's words seemed to wake her up, she shook her head with a smile: "You are right, I am unfounded. Compared with these things that haven't happened yet, how can I adapt to today's performances? The way is more important.”
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After returning from Mujiang, Chu Meibo returned to the crew for the next filming.
Shen Huai also returned to Zhongjing.
The deadline for the shortlisted songs of the Golden Melody Awards is coming soon. Ye Cang's album sales have far surpassed all the others behind him. Even the top ten and the next nine are not as good as Ye Cang.
Especially now, the sales of physical albums are still increasing, platinum has been obtained, and even double platinum is no longer a distant dream.
When Ye Cang made his lofty words and ambitions, everyone thought that he was talking freely, and no one believed that he could really do it.
But now, looking at the rising sales volume, no one does not believe that he can do it.
Many music bloggers have been taking advantage of this wave of popularity recently, analyzing Ye Cang's album in detail from the inside out, and aspiring to bring a topic to the tail.
#Fang Jiqing ran naked today#
Fang Jiqing was so angry that he was half-dead. Although it was because of his cheap mouth, it was Ye Cang's fault that the trouble was now known to the whole country.
He is now helping Lu Zhenzhen to prepare a new album, and even Lu Zhenzhen will tease him from time to time, whether he has exercised well, so as not to hurt his eyes when streaking.
As soon as Fang Jiqing stopped and thought of this, he would scold Ye Cang bitterly.
"Ah!" Ye Cang sneezed suddenly.
Shen Huai turned his head: "What's wrong? Did you catch a cold?"
Ye Cang shook his head and rubbed his nose again with his hand: "It's okay, it's just that my nose is a little uncomfortable."
Shen Huai frowned slightly: "If you're not feeling well, see a doctor immediately. The next schedule is tight, and it will be very troublesome if you get sick."
Not long ago, Ye Cang's physical album sales exceeded one million copies, which is the only album in the past five years that has exceeded platinum status.
Therefore, the Music Association specially held a press conference and awarded him the certification of his physical record breaking through platinum.
Ye Cang naturally wanted to participate in this event.
But after accepting the invitation, they realized that Ye Cang did not have suitable clothes.
Because it was a formal occasion, Ye Cang had to wear formal clothes.
It is also Ye Canghong who is too fast, and the fashion resources have not kept up, but his demeanor on the stage and the popularity of his current popularity, many brands are very optimistic about him, plus the existence of the agent Shen Huai, the brand Fang is very happy to borrow clothes.
The stylist brought two suits over, both of which are couture for this autumn and winter, just right for Ye Cang's size. In addition, there are some accessories and shoes that can be matched.
The first suit Ye Cang tried was a white suit. While he was changing clothes, Shen Huai was also discussing with the stylist about his appearance at the press conference.
The stylist smiled and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Shen, Ye Cang has a very good figure, with wide shoulders and long legs, and a relatively thin figure. He is a very good hanger, and looks good no matter what he wears."
They are talking.
Ye Cang had already walked out of the fitting room.
Shen Huai was immediately stunned.
Ye Cang, who changed into a suit, seemed to be a completely different person. The white suit was slightly close to the body. As the stylist said, his shoulders were very wide, and the neckline of the T-shirt inside was slightly lower, revealing his sexy collarbone and the shoulders. Muscular shape, with a slender waist and narrow hips, white trousers wrapped around a pair of long legs, when he wasn't smiling, he was rather cold, completely abstinent and sexy as a mature man.
The stylist exclaimed: "My God! You really suit a suit, and you're so handsome!"
As he said that, he stepped forward to adjust Ye Cang, and his face was full of excitement throughout the whole process.
Ye Cang turned his head and asked Shen Huai with a smile, "A Huai, what do you think?"
His smile only slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, and immediately transformed from a mature man to a yuppie.
Before Shen Huai said anything, the stylist had already covered his chest: "God! Please don't laugh first! I have a bad heart..."
Ye Cang: "..."
Shen Huai was a little unnatural before, but being interrupted by the stylist turned it into a joke.
He pointed to the other set: "I think that set will look better."
Ye Cang couldn't be tempted, so he could only sigh helplessly and return to the fitting room.
Shen Huai breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to hold his glasses.
The stylist was still praising Ye Cang's figure and temperament, but Shen Huai unconsciously remembered Ye Cang he saw in the gym the day before.
Ye Cang has been exercising since his resurrection, and his thin body gradually gained muscle.
When Shen Huai walked in, he happened to bump into him lifting an iron, his vest was soaked with sweat, and the shape of his muscles was outlined. It hit the hollow of his collarbone.
His eyes were firm, and the edges and corners of his face seemed to be more distinct, which was completely different from the way he usually hangs out.
The whole gym could only hear his low breaths, Shen Huai almost took a lot of self-control to turn his eyes away and leave as if nothing had happened.
Now seeing Ye Cang in a suit again, the excitement is huge.
Ye Cang's second suit is sapphire blue. If you look closely, there are dark lines on the fabric of the clothes, which looks extremely delicate. Ye Cang's facial features are exquisite, but his temperament is somewhat unruly. This contrast reveals a sense of mystery. Just enough to suppress this color that is difficult for ordinary people to control.
The stylist covered her mouth and shouted excitedly: "My God! This set is so suitable!"
He hurriedly stepped forward and adjusted the folds of Ye Cang's clothes while taking accessories from the side. Finally, he chose a pair of tourmaline cufflinks and a record-shaped brooch, which fit the theme of this conference.
Ye Cang glanced at the mirror, but happened to see Shen Huai at the back, looking away uncomfortably.
What did he think of, he waved his hand to tell the stylist to stop first, and then turned towards Shen Huai: "A Huai, how about this set?"
When Ye Cang was facing him, the impact was even greater, Shen Huai's eyes narrowed slightly, and he coughed lightly: "Yes."
Ye Cang raised his eyebrows with a smile and walked towards him: "Is it just okay? Your request, manager, is too high."
The designer was also helping him speak: "Yes, Mr. Shen, I think there is no male star in the entertainment industry now who can wear this outfit so well like Ye Cang!"
Ye Cang looked at Shen Huai with a half-smile but not a smile. Shen Huai held back and did not back down. He almost forced himself to say indifferently, "Then let's set this set. After matching the accessories, let the stylist give you a new hairstyle."
Ye Cang looked at him pretending to be calm, sneered, and didn't push him any further, but his mood was much better.
In the past, he was not sure about Shen Huai's feelings for him. Sometimes he felt that Shen Huai liked him, but Shen Huai always avoided it with official behavior.
But now, as he gradually got to know Shen Huai, it was almost certain that he liked him, but he didn't know what he was thinking about, and he never admitted it.
Ye Cang thought for a moment, then suddenly asked the stylist, "How do you think Ah Huai wears this color?"
Stylist: "Mr. Shen has fair skin and noble temperament, so wearing sapphire blue is the most suitable."
Ye Cang had a successful smile on his face, and said to Shen Huai, "I remember that you also have a suit of this color. Anyway, you have to go to the press conference with me at that time, so just wear that suit!"
Shen Huai: "!!!"