Shan Yatong didn't care what Xiao Chengyu would do to him. He perfectly fulfilled the director's request while building a good relationship with the on-site staff.
During the whole day of shooting, Xiao Chengyu didn't come to trouble him, and he didn't make cold sculptures at the shooting scene, which made him feel better, and the shooting speed was naturally Yakexi.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Fan took him to a high-end clothing store, picked out the clothes, made a good shape design, and then dragged him into the car again.
Although this commemorative party is not an awards ceremony, it is more important than those messy awards ceremonies.
Jing Anjue was a superstar during his lifetime, and the degree of attention can be seen. Coupled with Tianguan's vigorous planning, the global media will report on this gala. Artists who come to the gala naturally have to pay more attention to the appearance of their costumes .
The commemorative party was held at the most famous opera house in the city. Before Shan Yatong got out of the car, she heard the continuous sound of the shutter and the dazzling flash.
Before the commemorative party started, all the media gathered at the entrance, densely packed on both sides of the carpet, and there were some fans of Jing Anjue, both at home and abroad, holding stills of Jing Anjue before his death, some of them even cried flow all over the face.
When Shan Yatong got out of the car, the flashing light almost made him unable to open his eyes. Naturally, he would not show any perfect smile on this occasion, but just lowered his head, ignoring the questions from the reporters around him, and hurried towards the entrance. field mouth.
I don't know how many TV stations broadcast live here, and even so, being in the limelight is not something that is praised by the media in this case.
As a gold broker, Lu Fan naturally understands this truth. While blocking the reporters' questions, he is careful not to offend the media.
Generally speaking, the atmosphere at the scene is very hot, and the hotness in another sense, it is a little bit less sad to pay homage to the dead, but the media is the hot spot that needs it, and how many people really remember the dead Four years of people.
Before entering the arena, Shan Yatong looked back at the media reporters with joyful eyes, and the artists who were standing still for the reporters to take pictures, sneered, and entered the gate.
In fact, Shan Yatong didn't want to participate in this commemorative party. He found the seat with his name on it and sat down, looking at the big names in the front circle and the little red stars behind him. When did he know these people, commemorate? What commemoration can there be without friendship
Shan Yatong sat very near the front. This was a commemorative party arranged by Tianguan, and Shan Yatong was a newcomer trained by Tianguan with a lot of money. This position can also indicate the status of an artist in the circle.
The closer you are to the front, the more popular you are, and the further back you are, the more you are ignored in the circle. Every circle has its own rules, not to mention the colorful and complicated entertainment circle.
Lu Fan is a gold agent, and Shan Yatong is the only artist in his hands, so he sat next to him.
"Aren't you going to help?" Shan Yatong knew that the recent commemorative party had busy the planning department and some big managers, including Lu Fan, not to mention that Jing Anjue was an artist under his name.
Lu Fan was a little out of shape. Hearing Shan Yatong's question, he was slightly taken aback before saying, "Everything is almost arranged, and I also want to rest."
The most proud artist under him, when he thinks of his death, he still has regrets in his heart, it's not hypocritical, it's just regret.
Shan Yatong lowered his head, expressionless on his face, "You still have to go on stage later, don't think too much." He looked up at Tang Ruanqing who was sitting in the front row, "No matter what, the past is the past Too much deliberate forgetting or nostalgia is a meaningless thing, it's better to let nature take its course."
Lu Fan thought it was a little funny, a 19-year-old boy comforted himself to this man who was over 30 years old, but this also made sense, it is best to go naturally.
In fact, Lu Fan didn't really understand Shan Yatong, and he couldn't see the young man's thoughts. Although the young man showed a calm look most of the time, he often felt unfathomable.
There is only this word to describe him, even if this is just a boy who is only nineteen years old, not even a man.
At the beginning of the party, some events of Jing Anjue's lifetime began to be shown on the big screen, stills, life photos, some words he said, some charity work he did, the background music was very sad, and the atmosphere was very depressing. Shan Yatong felt very sad Speechless.
Seeing the pain of some artists who couldn't cry but desperately made his eyes red, he felt bad for them, so why bother.
Then another female voice with a deep but beautiful voice read the eulogy, expressing the world's longing for this outstanding superstar, and all the artists in the audience expressed their deep condolences, which were more sad than the death of their parents .
Shan Yatong complied with the flow, her eyes turned red, and she lowered her head, showing the younger generation's yearning and sorrow for the senior. Everyone killed him instantly with their eyes, and tomorrow's newspapers will be full of negative news about him.
A song sung by Jing Anjue was played live, the tune was sad and lingering, and the previous host reappeared, but this time leading a teenage boy.
The young man talked about how poor he was, how eager he was to learn, and how Jing Anjue helped him and encouraged him when he knew about it. The whole section of BALABALA just shows that Jing Anjue is a very good person and has a great acting skills. Kesey.
Shan Yatong remembered that she had established a charity foundation, and it was rare that they could still find these beneficiaries.
Looking at the signatures of the people he sponsored on the big screen, densely packed, but quite a lot, Shan Yatong felt that he was actually an artist who was even more saintly than a saint when he was alive.
This is... hallucination, right
Seeing the weeping and outdated artists on the stage telling about their affairs with Jing Anjue, Shan Yatong lowered his head and rolled his eyes. These people may not have spoken more than a hundred sentences to them, and they have become their own at this time. His good friend really made him speechless.
What Huai Lian said was similar, that is, the entertainers were performing arts, no, Shan Yatong also came on stage during the performance, he was led backstage by Lu Fan, and saw King Xiao Datian talking beside Lin Yuxin, Lin Yuxin looked a little lonely.
"Those people are disgusting, and they simply took this opportunity to become famous."
Although Lin Yuxin tried her best to lower her volume, Shan Yatong still heard something. It seems that she was angry at those people's behavior.
Seeing this situation, Lu Fan coughed dryly and interrupted the conversation between the two, "Pray, Yu Xin, get ready to go on stage."
Xiao Tianwang saw Shan Yatong next to Lu Fan, looked at Lin Yuxin again, and nodded, "Got it, aren't we waiting for Yatong to be together?"
Lu Fan pushed his glasses and said to Shan Yatong, "Be more careful, I have something to leave first."
Shan Yatong is not a fool, of course he saw that Lu Fan was abnormal, he nodded slightly and said nothing, just closed the door of the dressing room to isolate the noise from the corridor outside the door.
"Sister Yuxin, they are just past stars anyway, why do you have to meet them, who can't see it, they like to put their faces on the ground, and others can't control it." Shan Yatong's tone Lin Yuxin was a little surprised by the obvious sarcasm in the movie, because Shan Yatong always had a gentle smile on his face, and it was rare to hear him speak so impolitely.
Lin Yuxin's mood improved a lot when she heard these words of relief, and she glanced at Xiao Qizhen, "I'll go to the bathroom first, Yatong will go on stage with King Xiao, and I'll be on stage behind you."
Seeing the door being opened again and then closed, Shan Yatong smiled slightly. No matter what she said, she really missed her, and it had nothing to do with her fame at that time.
I don't know when Xiao Qi even came to him, and said with a smile, "This is the first time I know that Ya Tong hates that kind of artist so much."
Shan Yatong frowned, "In fact, it has nothing to do with this kind of behavior. It's just that this kind of commemoration is meaningless, but it makes the deceased uneasy, and Jing Anjue may not like this kind of nostalgia."
"You mean to say that the commemorative party that I had someone hold made Anjue uneasy?" The door of the room was suddenly opened, and Tang Ruanqing pushed the door in, with a very ugly expression on her face, as if her own intentions had been abandoned by others. With a kind of embarrassing anger.
The situation was very unexpected, Shan Yatong didn't expect Tang Ruanqing to come near at this time, he frowned unconsciously, why did he speak so carelessly, or did he say that he was used to saying such things in front of Xiao Qizhen
When this becomes a habit, it's not a good thing.
Seeing that Shan Yatong didn't speak, Xiao Qi smiled and said, "Cousin, it's so busy ahead, why are you here?"
Tang Ruanqing glanced at him, "If I don't come, how would I know that my commemorative party is unnecessary in the eyes of Shan Yatong?"
Shan Yatong was still silent, he glanced at Xiao Qizhen, who obviously wanted to protect him, and said slowly, "Mr. Tang, what do you think?" He looked at the other party firmly, "Whether it makes sense is not up to others to say , but what you think, what I’m talking about is just my opinion, why do you ask others to have the same opinion as you.”
After finishing speaking, he nodded slightly to Tang Ruanqing, who still had an ugly face, then turned around and walked out the door. When he reached the door, he turned around and said, "Brother Xiao, it's time for us to play."
"Okay." Xiao Qi followed without hesitation.
A light flashed in Shan Yatong's eyes. At this time, it is impossible for a smart person to go with him, and Xiao Qi is a very smart person. He called Xiao Qi, he just wanted to see how Xiao Qi treated him. The good is not deliberate.
Everyone can achieve the big good, but the small details can't be shown by acting skills.
Looking at the handsome man walking beside her, Shan Yatong felt for the first time that maybe this man's kindness to her was really purposeless.