The guests lightly handed them, and patted them behind Shi Yi.
She suddenly said, "Thank you. Thank you everyone."
She took the Jade White Pagoda, because she was standing in the brightest part of the stage, and everyone could only be a silhouette. She saw that Zhou Shengchen gently put his right leg on his left leg and adjusted his sitting posture.
"I am a person who is not very good at speech," Shi Yi was very humble. "So, I just thought of saying thank you. I hope that my voice can always dub each of your movies, TV series, documentaries, and translations."
Very simple, simple, everyone thought she hadn't finished.
Therefore, they are still waiting quietly.
Shi Yi was silent for a while, and had to raise the corners of his mouth to say thank you again.
Then slightly, raised the tower trophy in his hand. The moon-green floor-wrapping dress was supposed to be infinite spring, but she insisted on choosing a retro style from cuffs to elbows. There was only one piece of jewelry all over her body. It was the jade necklace that he gave to herself when she saw Zhou Shengchen’s mother that day. , Cui's seems to be able to drip water.
There is no deliberately generous and natural smile, and there is even a feeling of being impatient and wanting to leave.
Everyone, this is conscious, she really finished speaking.
In the applause of hindsight, she left the stage, holding her long skirt, and descending from the brightest place. Behind him, there are already popular artists on stage, performing in the continuous spray of dry ice.
Shi Yi walked to him quietly from the darkness in the audience.
Zhou Shengchen watched her wearing high heels, stretched out her hand, held her hand lightly, and led her to sit down on his side.
"Why are you sitting here?" She just took a seat and asked gently in his ear.
He pondered a little, and felt that the position he had made was too eye-catching: "I just told them that I want to surprise you and sit in a place where you can see you clearly. This is Uncle Lin's arrangement."
She dumbly laughed softly: "Do you know where you are sitting?"
"Probably guessed it." He looked helpless.
"Then... shall we go now?"
"You don't need to wait until the end?"
"No need," she shook her head, "I don't care."
Only he, an outsider, is in this noisy place, and it feels uncomfortable for him.
Zhou Shengchen turned his head and glanced at her.
She looked at him doubtfully.
"Today, my mother asked me why I want to be engaged to you."
She hummed.
"I said, you suit me well."
Because of the noise here, the two people are almost whispering, so they can hear each other clearly.
When he said this, his voice was in the ear of the time, and he could even feel a faint warm breath. Some of her ears were hot, and her face gradually became hot. He couldn't sit still anymore, and moved his hand gently.
Since sitting down just now, he has always held her hand unhurriedly.
She moved, Zhou Shengchen naturally felt it, he smiled to himself, got up and took her, and quietly walked towards the side door. The location is too eye-catching, and Shiyi, the most stunning beauty tonight, is enough to attract attention. Shi Yi felt that many people were watching here, and when he looked at him, Zhou Shengchen looked calm and breezy.
They left the hall, and there were even discussions.
Especially those sitting in the first row did not expect that such a mysterious guest was just for a voice actor. But think about it again, it's not too much in terms of fashionable appearance. Not charming or glamorous, not vulgar and not arrogant, it is appropriate to go to the fairy heroine in a costume movie. Someone asked softly: "One of the four great female voices in mainland China, I didn't expect to be so beautiful. Who is she?"
"Eastview's Meilin," the latter laughed, "I can't believe that she has this kind of trump card in her hand, and she hasn't held it up yet, and she doesn't know what she is waiting for."
"What are you waiting for?" The man shook his head, "You don't know the goods. The old jadeite on her neck tonight is enough to take another golden armor. I guess she doesn't want to come out."
The latter was stunned: "No wonder, a gold-medal agent like Meilin can bear it and don't praise her."
Shi Yi didn't know that Zhou Shengchen's sudden appearance made her a hot topic in celebration banquets.
Someone privately revealed that the person sitting in that position had the surname Zhou.
Going deeper, no one is familiar with his background.
When they came out, it was less than nine o'clock.
When the car drove out of the garage, there were many waiting people at the entrance of the Grand Theater. The lights are brightly lit and cars come and go.
Uncle Lin asked if he was going to try the dress, but Zhou Shengchen was noncommittal.
"Try the dress?" Shiyi was a little strange.
He took away her detailed size and sent a variety of dresses, and even her tastes were similar to those of retro styles that were not too naked. So many, it's really enough to get engaged for ten times, but you still have to try on the dress
"Seeing you in this dress tonight, I think it looks good," he said frankly, "so I made an appointment for the tailor of this dress and want to make a new one for you."
"Is this bad?"
"Very well," he laughed, "but, when I suddenly want you to be engaged, wear a new one."
She suddenly.
It was not until the car drove out of Shanghai that she began to wonder whether he would take himself back to Zhenjiang. Fortunately, she recognized that the road to Zhenjiang was not in that direction, but to an unknown town.
It's not like a big city, where the lights are eye-catching at night, and there is only one family and the lights are on.
Shi Yi wore a formal dress and Zhou Shengchen's suit, got out of the car and walked for a while, and arrived in front of a small house. It looks like a resident, not a shop for sewing dresses. She looked around suspiciously, and Zhou Shengchen explained: "This family has been tailors for more than a dozen generations, and the same is true for the younger generation."
Shiyi thought for a while: "Don't tell me, there are any hidden international designers here."
"That's not true," he laughed. "Their family is also very rich, and there is no need to sew clothes for people. It's just that the ancestors can't throw away the family handicrafts. The younger generation who likes these will go to study around and come back to inherit the family. industry."