When asked to this level, the rest of the matter is basically clear, and the unclear can be roughly guessed.
Based on the principle of taking care of pregnant women, Di Qiuhe did not continue to press questions. Instead, he called to Wang Boyi, who had already calmed down a lot, and let him in and communicate with An Xixi alone. He didn't say anything too much. Whether he confessed or not, it all depends on An Xixi's choice, and the result after the choice, I hope she can bear it.
Xing Shaofeng leaned outside the door, saw him come out, and asked, "Aren't you afraid of Wang Boyi being instigated?"
"Not afraid." Di Qiuhe shook his head, tugged at the dirty shirt he had no chance to change, frowned disgustedly, and replied, "Although Wang Boyi jumped over from Dibian, his character and ability are very good. Reliability is not something An Xixi's soft-eared and low IQ can provoke a rebellion."
With soft ears and low IQ, Xing Shaofeng glanced at him with a smile, but didn't reply.
To allow Di Qiuhe, who has always been gentle and polite, to give such a very subjective and naive evaluation, Na An Xixi seems to have been pulled into the blacklist. But think about it, daring to steal the mobile phone made Di Qiuhe miss He Bai’s call, which indirectly caused He Bai who was ill to be frightened and worried. This alone is enough for Di Qiuhe to tie the name An Xixi to the penalty post. The corpse has been whipled ten thousand times.
Those who fall in love...
"When will the clean clothes be delivered?" Di Qiuhe stopped at the door of the newly opened room, feeling very bad. "If there is no clean clothes, then I can only be absent from this awards ceremony."
Xing Shaofeng smiled and relentlessly blocked all his careful thoughts back, "The bodyguard has already rushed back to get his clothes. Don't want to use this bad excuse to turn off today's awards ceremony. Believe me, He Bai will never I am glad to see that you missed such an important moment in your life in order to accompany him."
Di Qiuhe opened the door with a stiff hand, and then his face became darker, and he replied stiffly, "There is no Xiaobai. Today's awards ceremony is just another cutscene that must be gone. Nothing is important." After opening the door and entering, he closed the door directly.
Xing Shaofeng stared at the door for two seconds, reluctantly shook his head, took out his cell phone to make a call, and sighed after he was connected, "Your little bird is having a temper again..."
Fan house.
He Bai hung up Xing Shaofeng's phone and glanced at the clock on the wall. After calculating the start time of the awards ceremony, he raised his hand and touched his heated forehead, frowning.
"Take the fever-reducing medicine first. If the heat still doesn't go down after the medicine is effective, you must go to the hospital to see it." Fan Zhai's family doctor took the medicine apart and gave him the medicine, then poured a glass of warm water and handed it over, carefully instructing Said, "You must not let the air blow or catch the cold anymore these days. Even if the heating is turned on and the carpet is on, you must wear shoes. Repeated high fever is very exhausting and easy to turn to pneumonia. You must take care of it."
Hearing this, Hu Zhao wrinkled his brows almost to the point of pimple, and while calling the kitchen to bring the warm porridge, he said, "Qiuhe is still too sloppy. If he goes out, he doesn’t know how to call someone over. How can he leave you alone? I was sleeping at home, and no one knew about the sudden fever."
"Don't blame him." He Bai obediently took the medicine and explained, "There were bodyguards guarding the door, but I was afraid of noise when I slept, and I was not used to being watched, so I asked all the bodyguards to go next door. Moreover, Qiuhe notified Aunt Xu and arranged for Aunt Xu to cook for me. The sudden fever was because I didn't change my pajamas in time after I was born in a cold sweat. I blamed myself for the mess."
Hu Zhao listened to the explanation but was still dissatisfied, and said, "You are not doing this because you are worried about him. If it weren't for your reminder, Qiu He still doesn't know what will happen to him today. Next time you get sick, come here directly. Qiuhe is unreliable."
"Qiu He did want me to come here before, because I didn't want to, because I was afraid that I would spread the cold to you..." He Bai continued to explain in a low voice, and couldn't bear to let Di Qiuhe continue to be shot.
Hu Zhao choked and glared at him, "You are also uneasy!"
He Bai immersed himself in drinking porridge, pretending to be honest.
Sitting far away, Fan Da looked at He Baiwo's unhealthy appearance on the sofa. Thinking of the trouble today, his expression became heavy, his finger was drawn on the survey data, and his eyes darkened. Go down.
The clock struck at twelve noon, but after taking the medicine, He Bai, who should have been sleepy, couldn't fall asleep over and over. Thinking of Di Qiuhe's situation, he couldn't feel relieved.
Patience closed his eyes and brewed sleepiness for a long time, but to no avail, he took out his phone and wanted to send a text message to Di Qiuhe to ask about the situation, but his finger accidentally clicked on the Weibo icon.
After the software was opened, a lot of private messages and comments and other information squeezed in. The old antique phone was directly stuck. He frowned and clicked on the screen. There was no movement. Just about to violently shut down and restart, the screen got stuck again. There was a reaction to the two messy clicks, the page jumped, a video popped up, and it started playing automatically.
When he was about to turn off the video, the screen suddenly changed, and a familiar figure appeared in the middle of the screen. He was taken aback and immediately retracted the finger that extended to the close button.
In the luxuriously decorated venue, Di Qiuhe was standing in a tall suit and was being interviewed by several media.
"Who is the'he' you mentioned in your acceptance speeches several times before? Is it the photographer He Baihe? What is your current relationship with him?"
The reporter's loud voice came out of the microphone, and He Bai frowned when he heard it, and he mentioned it unconsciously.
On the screen, Di Qiuhe, who was always smiling, looked at the questioning reporter after hearing this question. The smile on his face was deep, and he replied, "Of course it is him. If you don't praise him well, What if he shoots me as an ugly monster next time I work together."
He Bai couldn't help but cocked the corner of his mouth, and a smile flashed in his eyes.
This guy can really break.
The reporter was very dissatisfied with this unobtrusive and obvious answer, and asked in a hurry, "Then what is the current relationship between you and him? Some people on the Internet say that there seems to be an ambiguity between you. Is this true? "
The corners of He Bai's raised mouth collapsed. He stared at the back of the questioning reporter's head almost hatefully, trying to poke two holes in him—how could this reporter be so annoying, asking questions that involve privacy.
"It's not true." Di Qiuhe still smiled easily and replied swiftly and helplessly. "Because he doesn't want to be ambiguous with me. Not only does he think the flesh on my body is too hard, but I also think that my legs are too long. I think I was not invested enough when watching horror movies, which affected his mood when watching movies."
The others couldn't help but laugh, the atmosphere was much more relaxed, but the reporter who asked the question was very unwilling, and continued to ask, "The Internet says you are maliciously selling rot. What do you think of this?"
"I am very upset." Di Qiuhe frowned slightly and sighed, "I am expressing my thoughts sincerely. The word'malicious' is an insult to the relationship between me and Xiaobai. I don't like this. This kind of saying, Xiao Bai is too."
"So what is the relationship between you and Photographer He?" The reporter turned the question around again, and didn't stop until the goal was reached.
Di Qiuhe glanced at him helplessly, and replied with a good temper, "He is my benefactor. He helped me fight for the chance of "The Marriage Army". He helped me get out of the difficulties. I am now more than half of my achievements. He is involved, he is very important to me. Thank you for your question, but the interview time reserved is not long. Please respect the organizer of today's event."
The other reporters who had not had time to interrogate, looked at the reporter who had been asking the same question many times and dissatisfied. Touch the hat of "disrespect to the event organizer".
After the video was played, He Bai stared blankly at the scene where Di Qiuhe smiled and said goodbye to the reporter's exit, feeling depressed. My childish and precious guy was asked outside like this, he was already impatient, but he still had to deal with it patiently with his temper, he didn't dare to shake his face and didn't dare to choke back, for fear that a wrong sentence would cause the reporter to write strayly outside. Cause a bad influence.
With Di’s three-year-old temperament and wealth background, this kind of interview can obviously be answered at will, if it is not because he is temporarily unwilling to disclose the relationship between the two...
Turning over a little irritably, he moved his fingers and searched a few interview videos to watch. Without exception, in almost every interview, a reporter asked Di Qiuhe about these privacy questions, and in order to cooperate with Xing Shaofeng. To guide the public opinion, Di Qiuhe also had to patiently answer back and forth again and again, little by little, to bring back the bad public opinion some time ago without a trace.
Today, the online "malicious sale of corruption" speech has been washed away, but in order to leave a better start for the future public relationship between the two, some of the speeches about the relationship between the two cannot be completely washed away. , Can only be guided slowly.
How to keep public opinion in a range that does not hurt people but retains room is difficult to grasp. The team must have spent a lot of effort on this.
"Yes, Xiao Bai is a very good person, and it's hard for people around him not to like him."
After another specious answer, the last interview video ended. He Bai sat up, clicked on the video again, pulled it to the end and listened to the words Di Qiuhe said repeatedly. He pursed his lips, lifted the quilt and got up, put on his shoes and walked out, and then he walked faster and faster. In the end it almost ran.
Hu Zhao, who was working with Fan Da in the living room downstairs, heard the voice raise his head and saw him rushing down recklessly. He was startled and hurriedly got up and asked, "Why did you get up? What do you want to shake the room? The bell in the room will do, so what do you do to get it off yourself."
"I'm going to find Qiuhe." He Bai picked up the coat that was on the sofa and put it on his body. After speaking, he wanted to run outside.
Hu Zhao hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, sullen his face, "What nonsense are you talking about, go up and lie down, don't you think that the illness is not serious enough?"
He Bai was anxious, "Uncle Hu, I—"
"Let him go." Fan Da put down the information, pressed the call bell on the wheelchair, and looked at He Bai, "You can go, but you can't just go like this. Go back and change into thicker clothes and let Xiao Xu take you there. Go to the hospital or return immediately if you feel unwell, don't hold on."
"Uncle Fan." Hu Zhao frowned disagreeably.
"Young people should live a little more casually, Xiaobai and Qiuhe should go with them." Fan Da waved his hand, looked at the bodyguard who stepped forward after hearing the bell, and said, "Let Xiao Xu handle it. The car drove to the door, sent Xiaobai home to change clothes, and then sent him to find Qiuhe."
The bodyguard nodded when he heard the words, then turned and went out to make arrangements.
He Bai looked at Fan Da gratefully, and then smiled favorably at Hu Zhao.
"You really..." Hu Zhao helplessly shook his head, turned around and helped him take a scarf around him, without stopping him from running outside.
At the award ceremony, Di Qiuhe was sitting between Jiang Guanshan and Dong Ni, his eyes fixed on the stage, as if he was watching the performance intently.
"The following is the award of the best actor, are you nervous?" Jiang Guanshan leaned over and asked.
Di Qiuhe was still watching the performance on stage "attentively", without even turning his head to the side.
Jiang Guanshan frowned, looked at his expression carefully, and then found out speechlessly that he was blatantly distracting, but because his brows and eyes were naturally gentle and smiling, and seeing people have the effect of focusing and affection, he was never noticed.
"Xiao Bai is here."
Di Qiuhe immediately returned to his senses and turned around, "Where? Why did he come? Didn't he let him rest at home obediently."
Jiang Guanshan looked at him lightly.
Di Qiuhe stopped and looked around, the light in his eyes slowly extinguished, and his straight back also relaxed and leaned back, lowered his head and adjusted his expression, looked sideways at Jiang Guanshan, and asked gently, "Jiang Uncle, did you ask me something just now? Sorry, I didn't sleep well last night and my energy was a little scattered."
"I don't think you are distracted, but your heart is no longer here." Jiang Guanshan stabbed him with a stern face, then calmed down his expression and said, "This may be your first weight after you re-enter the movie circle. Grade awards will play a watershed role in your future development. Be serious."
"Sorry, I am a little out of shape today, thank you Uncle Jiang for reminding." Di Qiuhe humbly admits his mistake, sits upright and energizes himself, and draws his attention back to the award ceremony.
Jiang Guanshan looked at him without any expectation of excitement in his eyes, sighed in his heart, stopped talking to him, and followed him to the stage.
In the car, He Bai, who had changed his formal attire, watched the live broadcast of the awards ceremony on the tablet screen. He patted the driver’s chair in a hurry and urged, “Xu Qing, drive faster. The Lord’s award."
"Then you sit firmly." Xu Qing reminded, stepped on the accelerator and started to speed up slowly.
He Bai was brought back to the sofa by inertia, and after steadying his body, he immediately lowered his head to look at the computer screen. At this moment, the camera swept across the auditorium, stopped at Di Qiuhe and Jiang Guanshan who were talking, and then pulled closer. Picture.
After more than a year of closeness, He Bai immediately noticed Di Qiuhe's absent-mindedness and poor mood. He held the computer tightly. He felt that he was an idiot who ran away from home before. He pursed his lips and lifted it. Grabbing the handrail on the rear seat roof, he urged again, "Xu Qing, speed up as much as possible without violating the traffic regulations. I'm sitting firmly."
Xu Qing glanced at him in the rearview mirror and continued to step on the accelerator.
"Let’s invite the award-giving guests to come on stage!" The host shouted, looking sideways to the back court, and then the sound of music sounded, and the figures of Jia Sheng and Xu Lao appeared on the stage together.
Di Qiuhe in the audience was taken aback, "How come Mr. Jia and Mr. Xu? Didn't Mr. Xu go to the south to spend the winter?"
Jiang Guanshan was also a little puzzled. He glanced over the two friends, and after careful consideration, a smile suddenly appeared on his face. He glanced sideways at Di Qiuhe, shook his head, and said nothing. We attach great importance to this award today.
The screen began to play the shortlist of the best male lead. "The Married Army" was ranked first this time. When the final frame was frozen, the column representing Di Qiuhe was not his single poster, but A snapshot of the set taken by He Bai casually.
"Here." Xu Qing stopped the car and reminded softly.
He Bai held the tablet computer and responded vaguely. While raising his hand to open the door, he wanted to see the awards to be announced soon. He was doing two things in a hurry. He almost knocked down the car door and fell down. Fortunately, Xu Qing quickly helped him. I didn't make a fool of myself.
"This is an invitation letter. Mr. Xing said he will be waiting for you at the door." Xu Qing helped him walk forward, unconsciously glanced at the computer screen, and said nervously, "He Shao, you said that Di Shao will win the prize. ?"
Some enthusiastic fans were standing in front of the big screen outside the venue holding their breaths and waiting for the result. He Bai glanced sideways when he strode past, his gaze stopped on the light board held by a certain fan, and he replied affirmatively, "Yes , I will, I believe him.” And this award will only be the beginning. In the next ten years, going on stage to receive the award will be what Di Qiuhe will do every year.
"I declare." After the scene was finished, Jia Sheng leaned in front of the microphone, opened the small envelope in his hand, looked at the audience, and said in an old but powerful voice, "The actor who won the best actor is-Di Qiuhe!"
There was thunderous applause, the spotlight quickly shone over, and the wonderful clip of "Marriage Army" began to be played on the screen.
Di Qiuhe was taken aback, then smiled and got up to greet the people around him. He intuitively turned sideways and wanted to hug the people around him, but he paused after seeing Dongni's face, lowered his head and restrained his emotions, and suppressed the feeling of loss in his heart. , Smiling, stepped forward to hug her politely, then turned and hugged Jiang Guanshan, and walked towards the stage.
The fans screamed and cheered behind him. He Bai stopped abruptly, looked at Di Qiuhe who was smiling and stood up in the camera, took a deep breath, then spit it out, and threw the tablet to Xing Shaofeng, who was approaching him. He took the camera bag Xu Qing held in his hand, quickly took out the camera, adjusted the data skillfully, and then strode into the venue.
In the middle of the stage, where the lights are the brightest, Di Qiuhe took the trophy and flowers from Xu Yinrong, stretched out his arms and hugged him, the smile on his face was much more real, and he whispered, "Thank you."
"Boy, you will work harder in the future and can't shame my apprentice." Xu Yinrong patted him hard on the back, his face was stern, but there was a smile in his eyes.
"I will." Di Qiuhe replied, then let go of him, walked over to hug Jia Sheng, and said gratefully, "Thank you for your kindness, thank you."
Jia Sheng smiled comfortedly and replied, "These are all you won by yourself, congratulations."
"thanks."
After embracing the two elders, Di Qiuhe shook hands with the host again, then walked to the microphone and looked at the audience, with a perfect smile on his face, like an ordinary young man who suddenly won the honor. , Wei said excitedly, "I am very happy and surprised. Anyway, thank you."
The audience smiled kindly and gave encouraging applause.
Di Qiuhe paused, and said again after the applause weakened, "I have to thank many people for being able to get to where I am today, family members, friends, seniors in the entertainment industry, fans... too many, thank you. Support. I—"
The door of the venue suddenly opened, and the familiar figure strode in from behind holding the camera, panting slightly, and looked up.
Di Qiuhe stopped talking abruptly, his eyes widened in a gloomy manner.
The audience was taken aback by his half-talking behavior, and they turned their heads and followed his gaze.
Jiang Guanshan also looked over, unexpectedly, "Xiao Bai?" After the accident, a little thought "Sure enough" suddenly appeared in his heart. He glanced back and forth at the two people on the stage and at the door, a smile appeared on his face, and his head bulged. Palm.
Dong Ni returned to her senses, her eyes rolled, and she also clapped. She also poked the other stupid people in the crew, and motioned them to applaud the hot scene—she already knew that the boss behind Huading was Di Qiuhe. The thighs of the future boss need not be hugged, but the thighs of the future lady boss must be hugged tightly! After losing the gold master, she is now a salted fish. For the future, she will fight for it!
The applause changed from small to large, and the audience passively clapped. The people who guessed the inside story were thoughtful, and the people who didn’t know why they were eating melon were full of stunned faces—though I don’t know why everyone applauded, but they followed the crowd. You can't go wrong, so drum it up.
He Bai was stunned by the applause. After catching his breath, he saw Di Qiuhe stupidly on the stage. Without thinking about it, he raised the camera and pressed the shutter at him, then raised his hand and blew a kiss with a smile. In the past, waved, "Congratulations! Di is three years old!"
The voice was overwhelmed by applause and couldn't reach the stage at all, but Di Qiuhe could understand his mouth and his hint.
The round eyes slowly bend, revealing a pure smile of joy.
"Thank you." He said, and the voice reached everyone's ears through the microphone, then the applause gradually stopped, and the audience's eyes turned back to the stage again.
"The acceptance speech I prepared is actually very long." Di Qiuhe spoke again, staring at He Bai at the door. Seeing that he raised the camera again, he couldn't help but lower his head and chuckle a few times before looking up at the audience. Everyone laughed, "But now my most important person is here, so I am going to make a long story short. Thank you everyone, I am very happy now, and I hope my work can bring happiness to everyone."
After speaking, he looked at He Bai holding the camera, smiled deeper, slowed down, and said softly, "You once said, I hope I can be your model for life, now I give you the answer, I don't want to."
He Bai, who had just snapped a photo, was taken aback, put down the camera and looked up on the stage.
"How can you just be your model?" Di Qiuhe looked from a distance across the audience, and the love in his eyes was unconcealed, "I hope to be your lover for life, little dog, would you give me this opportunity? ?"
This time, He Bai was stunned, and then his eyes widened in gaffe.
There was a shallow exclamation from the audience, followed by whispers.
Jiang Guanshan took the lead in applauding again, and Dong Ni hurriedly followed, and she raised her high-heeled foot and slammed on the crew member who was stupid again. She wished to use a loudspeaker to amplify her applause so that the future boss and wife could hear her. Flattering.
Xu Yinrong and Jia Sheng on the stage also applauded after being taken aback. The host saw that the two respected seniors had started to applaud. Although stunned, they instinctively followed.
"Be good to my apprentice, and if you dare to treat him badly, I will break your leg." Xu Yinrong stepped forward and said harshly.
"Don't dare." Di Qiuhe smiled and replied, and then said sorry, stepped off the stage, and ran towards He Bai's position.
After the applause of the audience, Liu Lango, who was supporting the image of the veteran actor, couldn't help but shouted. Yu Hui, who was sitting not far away, also decisively dropped the goddess Fan and took the lead in shouting, " Xiaobai promised him! A kiss! A kiss!"
Yi Jie, who was sitting in the front row, also raised her hand, blushing and shouting "Kiss", causing everyone sitting around her to look over. She didn't understand why Yi Ying Queen, who walked into the introverted intellectual Xiaojia Biyufeng. Suddenly there was a lot of excitement.
Someone took the lead, and the artists who had worked with He Bai gradually let go, and they also started to booby-nonsense, dare you not cooperate, a boss behind China Ting, a top photographer with a super difficult schedule, at this time, dare to sing the opposite. Are you suppressed or want to be disgusted
He Bai watched Di Qiuhe strode closer, impulsively cooled, and sensibly returned. He suddenly became a little shy. He held the camera and tried to hide. He shook his head desperately, "Don't come over, don't listen to them booing, if you dare to kiss, I will just Dare to beat you up, set up, pay attention to set up, don't fall apart."
"It's too late." Di Qiuhe put the flower he got when he received the award into his arms, then hugged him, completely ignoring the crowd around him, raised his hand to hold his face, put his forehead against his forehead, and smiled. The eyebrows were crooked, and he said happily, "Puppy, I'm very happy." After speaking, he bowed his head and kissed.
The staff who controlled the lights moved all the spotlights to see the excitement, and the camera also turned.
The cheers and applause became more enthusiastic.
"Hmm." He Bai's ears blushed, and he was anxious and ashamed. He didn't understand how things turned out to be like this. The scene he expected was that Di Qiuhe was very happy, and then implicitly made it public. The two left the court in a low-key manner. write.
Knowing that he was shy, Di Qiuhe let him go after a kiss, intimately pressed him in his arms, preventing others from seeing his shy appearance, and then thanked the people around him with the last trace of reason and looked towards The camera, endured forbearance, still couldn't hold back screaming, proudly smiled, "He is mine, you are not allowed to snatch me." He Bai, who was about to smoke with his head, walked directly out of the venue.
Outside the court, Xing Shaofeng put down his tablet, smiled and shook his head, took out his mobile phone to make a call, "Follow the pre-plan prepared before, and pay attention to the public opinion on the Internet. Don't make mistakes."
hotel.
Wang Boyi sat on the sofa blankly, turned off the TV, looked at An Xixi who had stopped crying, and said in a dumb voice, "We could have been so happy... Xiao An, I don't understand."
An Xixi blinked vigorously, pressed her eyes full of tears, and slowly clenched her fists, suddenly raised her hand to wipe away the tears, looked at him, and said firmly, "What do you want to know? I will tell you... everything."
Fan house.
Fan Da leaned on the sofa, retracted his gaze from watching the live video, and asked, "Did Qin Li catch it?"
"I just heard the news. I caught it. It has been handed over to Zeng Peizhong's lawyer." Hu Zhao replied briefly, and then asked with joy, "Uncle Fan, can we start preparing for the wedding of Qiuhe and Xiaobai? ?"
"Well, get ready." A faint smile appeared on Fan Da's face, and he touched the old photo album on his leg, and said, "Lianxiu should also be very happy to see Qiuhe happy now. "
nursing home.
Di Bian, who was trapped in his dream, was attracted by the pictures on the TV. He stared at the people kissing happily on the screen for a while, then suddenly turned his head and looked at Di Chunhua in the corner of the room. There was a trace of ruthlessness.
prison.
Di Xiasong looked at the lawyer who came here for countless times, and finally he was willing to speak, and asked with a numb expression, "Do you really have a way to get me out of jail early?"
The gentle and harmless-looking lawyer gave him a soothing smile, nodded and turned back, "Of course, there are many ways to reduce sentences, such as... exposing other people's crimes."