129 one twenty nine
One hundred and twenty nine chapters:
Boyan felt that what he said made sense. He looked at Yan Qingchi and said helplessly, "It would be great if our family lived here too, so I can play with him after school."
Listening to his childish words, Yan Qingchi was very happy that Qiqi had such a good friend, he hugged Bo Yan, "It's okay, it's the same if you have fun at school."
Boyan was a little reconciled, but he had no choice but to nod his head and give a "huh".
He looked at Yan Qingchi, and agreed with him, "Uncle, we can't tell others what we said today, okay?"
Yan Qingchi stretched out his little finger to hook him, "Okay, this is our secret too."
Boyan pulled the hook with him, suddenly smiled, and whispered, "We both have two secrets."
"Yes."
Boyan looked at him, with some admiration in his eyes. He likes Yan Qingchi very much, and likes to talk to him, Bo Yan thought, if only his father could do the same. He also wanted his father to hug him and talk like this. He also had a lot of things he wanted to say to his father, and asked him many things he didn't understand, but he couldn't.
Boyan felt a little lost unconsciously, but he soon realized that he was in someone else's house and there were other people around him, so he quickly cheered up to make himself look less disappointed.
"Thank you uncle, then I'll go play chess first." He said.
Of course Yan Qingchi saw the change of expression on his face, and felt sorry for him unconsciously, so he nodded, "Go, have fun."
Boyan got up, waved to him, and went to find Qiqi.
Yan Qingchi watched him leave and sighed. If possible, he hoped that Bo Yan would be more happy. He is too sensible, and his sensibleness makes people feel distressed.
@无限好文, all in
Yan Qingchi stayed at home for two months, cultivating his health and rest, and accompanied his two children. In November, Fu Minzhi called him and asked him when he could film.
Yan Qingchi was surprised, "Is it fixed for me? Am I going to play the male lead?"
"Otherwise, what am I waiting for you for so long?" Fu Minzhi asked him back. @无限好文, all in
"I thought my schedule was not suitable. Director Fu, you chose someone else."
"I came with this idea, but after much deliberation, you are still the most suitable candidate. I have seen you play Meng Luo. Although some parts are not handled delicately, the last scene is amazing. I like you very much. The final performance."
"Thank you." Yan Qingchi said.
"You're welcome. When will you be able to film? You said before that you can't do it this year, so can you do it in January next year?"
"It should be ok, let me confirm with Jiang Mochen."
"Well, give me an answer as soon as possible after confirmation."
"Okay." Yan Qingchi nodded.
He hung up the phone and became excited unconsciously. He called Jiang Mochen almost in the next second, and said excitedly: "Jiang Mochen, I received a call from Director Fu. He asked me when I could film, man The Lord is me."
Jiang Mochen had vaguely heard rumors that Fu Minzhi's next drama had decided on Yan Qingchi, but because Fu Minzhi had never contacted him, he was afraid that the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment, so he didn't tell Yan Qingchi. He called Yan Qingchi directly.
Jiang Mochen laughed silently, feeling quite happy that the dust had settled, "That's a good thing, we can celebrate tonight."
"So can I film in January?"
"If you want to shoot, just shoot." From September to December, four months, Yan Qingchi has recuperated for so long, his body should be able to recover, and he can work, Jiang Mochen thought silently.
Hearing this, Yan Qingchi's heart was overflowing with joy, and he even had a rare unrestrained fantasy, "Tell me, will I win an award with this film?"
Of course Jiang Mochen would not hit him, and he closed his eyes without principle and said affirmatively: "Yes, director Fu's works are all rushing to win awards. If you perform well, you will definitely."
When he said this, he remembered the news he received at noon, "Speaking of which, there is another piece of good news that I haven't told you yet. I came here to tell you when I got home to make you happy. It's all right now, double happiness .”
"what?"
"I just received the news that "Lost" was shortlisted for Best Film at the Golden Ouija Awards, you were shortlisted for Best Newcomer, and I was shortlisted for Best Actor."
Yan Qingchi felt that if he were a groundhog now, he would probably not be able to help screaming. What kind of a good day is today? There is so much good news.
"We won't cook today! Let's go out to eat!" He said proudly.
In times of excitement, eating out is always the favorite way for Chinese people to celebrate.
"Okay, I'll pick you up first, and then we'll pick up chess together."
"Yeah." Yan Qingchi nodded, "It's a pity that Yan Yan is still too young to eat with us."
"Wait for him to grow up." Jiang Mochen said with a smile, "By the way, I told my mother a few days ago, let Aunt Zhang come back to help, and I can also help you look at the inkstone."
"Alright." Yan Qingchi nodded.
"That's it for now. I'll hurry up and pick you up."
"it is good."
Yan Qingchi hung up the phone, and immediately called Fu Minzhi back, saying that he can film in January, thank you Director Fu.
Fu Minzhi breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words. She fixed Yan Qingchi in her heart, and delayed the start-up time for him. If Yan Qingchi still couldn't film, she would be a little worried.
"Well, I'll ask my assistant to send the drama to your email in a while. You should familiarize yourself with the drama first. If you don't understand anything, you can contact me at any time."
"Okay, thank you Director Fu, I will work hard."
"You're welcome, it's you who behaved well. See you in January."
Fu Minzhi hung up the phone, Yan Qingchi looked at the phone, still too excited to sit still, so he called Wei Lan again.
When Wei Lan heard that he had booked Fu Minzhi's movie and was shortlisted for the Golden Gui Award, she was so shocked that she didn't speak for a while, and then she said angrily, "You are just showing off Chi/Guoguo, what do you mean?" , Did you cheat on yourself!"
Yan Qingchi laughed loudly, "Maybe I'm lucky."
"How is it possible for you, you are clearly sure!"
"Don't worry, when I attain enlightenment, I will take you to heaven together."
"I don't want it. Obviously, I took you flying before." Wei Lan snorted, "I mainly focus on TV dramas, and I haven't acted in movies much. Otherwise, I would have won the award long ago."
Yan Qingchi didn't have the heart to remind him, who was the main actor in TV series, that he only won the award last year, and he was still the best supporting actor, so he said softly, "That's right, how amazing you are."
"It's too hypocritical!" Wei Lan mercilessly exposed it, and he sighed, "Oh, actually, I know where my problem is. My limitations are too big, and it's very obvious. Playing the kind of high-spirited, carry the audience It’s okay for me to play a role like that, but I can’t do it when I meet someone who is aggrieved, indifferent, and miserable. I’m not from a major, and I don’t have this kind of experience, neither in theory nor in practice. , can’t it?”
Yan Qingchi comforted him, "You can't say that, you played the best supporting actor role last time very well, and Yan Xiangming also played very well, you have your own advantages."
"I am only suitable to play this kind of role that is a bit like myself. Fortunately, I am not from a major, and I can comfort myself. Isn't that because I have a history of learning, and I have a specialization in art. I am a singer! If it weren't for the downturn in the record market, what kind of drama would I be acting in?"
Yan Qingchi felt that he could see himself clearly, and he was quite open.
"Okay, it's a good thing that you were shortlisted. Your shortlisting proves that you really did a good job, so I should have won at the time. I didn't die unjustly. It depends on whether you can win the award."
"I don't know if I can." Yan Qingchi said honestly.
"You should be more confident at this time. You feel that all the staff are servants outside of personal matters, and firmly believe that you can do it."
"When you found out you were shortlisted last year, was that what you thought?"
"Of course not," Wei Lan said helplessly, "I thought at the time, I was shortlisted for two roles, at least one of them must win, otherwise it would be miserable."
"Then you still make me confident now?"
"Isn't that just to cheer you up? Don't you want to hear me say, don't think about it, it's good to be shortlisted, win prizes or something, we don't have that kind of fate, do you want to hear this?"
Yan Qingchi: "...you better shut up."
"So, be confident. If you win, we celebrate the New Year happily. If you don't win, we look forward to the next award. Anyway, it's the first time. Of course it's the best if you win. It's normal if you don't. Your next film That's the key point, Director Fu's male lead, if it is nominated, it will be the best male lead, and if it is won, it will be the best actor.
"Stop talking, I'm a little nervous when you say that."
"Hahaha, when I was shortlisted last year, I thought, if I win, I will be Shidi. 22-year-old Shidi is too young. I think the judges will definitely not let me break the news at this age. Emperor Records, so I didn’t expect much, and sure enough, it wasn’t my turn. However, TV is different from movies, and there are still such opportunities in movies. Jiang Mochen was already very young when he won the Best Actor, but before him , there is also an eighteen-year-old actor who won the Golden Ouija Award for Best Actor, so please do your best, if you act well and win the Best Actor, then you will be even better than Jiang Mochen."
Yan Qingchi thinks that he is not as good as Jiang Mochen, and he is really not as good as Jiang Mochen in acting, but this does not prevent him from wanting to add a trophy to the glass cabinet at home, preferably the same trophy as Jiang Mochen.
"Then I will lend you a good word." Yan Qingchi said with a smile.
"Borrow it, let's borrow it," Wei Lan said lazily, "Anyway, I don't have much chance of winning prizes this year, so I'll lend it all to you."
"Why are you suddenly so cute?" Yan Qingchi couldn't believe it.
"Maybe it's because I grew up eating cute food." Wei Lan said shamelessly.
Qiqi left the school gate after school, walked to the car, and saw Jiang Mochen and Yan Qingchi were there, he rarely saw Jiang Mochen coming to pick him up, so he was very pleasantly surprised, pulling them one by one, looking left and right Look, at the end he smiled "hehehe".
A family of three chose a hot pot restaurant, and Qiqi was next to Yanqingchi, and asked him, "Why is there no inkstone, don't you eat inkstone?"
Yan Qingchi explained to him, "Yanyan is still young, it's not convenient to take it out, and he can't eat hot pot either."
"Then we can eat what inkstone can eat." Qiqi said innocently.
Listening to his rather convoluted words, Yan Qingchi patted his head, and said tragically: "Baby, then you can only drink milk, and your father and I can only drink milk with you .”
Qiqi opened his eyes wide, blinked, then bulged his cheeks, "Yanyan is so pitiful."
"When he grows up, he won't be pitiful anymore, and he can have dinner with us."
"Then when will he grow up?" Qiqi was curious.
"Wait a little longer, don't worry." Yan Qingchi said softly.
The three of them raised their glasses and clinked together to celebrate Yan Qingchi's double happiness, and clinked again to celebrate Jiang Mochen's nomination.
Although Qiqi didn't know what they were talking about, he clinked glasses diligently, applauding his two fathers happily.
Jiang Mochen and Yan Qingchi were very happy and wanted to drink some wine, but because Jiang Mochen drove here by himself, he finally drank the drink.
The three of them returned home under the moonlight. Qiqi went to see Yanyan as usual. Seeing that he was asleep, he didn't bother him. He just put his sleeves in front of his nose and whispered, "Brother, you You are too young to eat hot pot, so Dad and Dad didn’t take you there this time, but I brought the smell back, you should smell it first, and then go with us when you grow up.”
Yan Yan slept soundly, so she didn't respond.
Qiqi felt that he should have smelled it, so he took his hand back and said softly: "Good night brother, see you tomorrow."
He waved at Yanyan, and then left Yanyan's room.
Yan Qingchi watched his actions at the door with a smile in his eyes.
He and Jiang Mochen finally opened a bottle of red wine, clinked glasses in the bedroom, sat on the small sofa, and drank slowly.
Jiang Mochen saw that he was curled up on the sofa, looking a little lazy, so he simply lit the candles and turned off the lights.
Yan Qingchi laughed at him, "What are you doing, candlelight dinner?"
"If you want to eat anything else."
Yan Qingchi shook his head, "I'm full."
Jiang Mochen sat across from him and looked at him, "Do you remember, the day the two of us received the certificate, we were also sitting here drinking."
Of course Yan Qingchi remembered, "It's still beer."
"Yes, and then we ran all the way to Qiuming Mountain."
Yan Qingchi smiled when he heard the words, "That's because you insisted on drinking and driving. I protested, but you refused."
"Your bickering verbal refusal is not convincing at all, okay?"
Yan Qingchi drank the red wine, "Then why not, I will kick you out of the car forcibly." He looked at Jiang Mochen, "I'm not that hypocritical, I'm married, I always have to do it, do we still have to make an agreement? Time and place, only one year of marriage is allowed to drive? Or is it forbidden to drive before we have no feelings? Well, if we have no feelings for the rest of our lives, then we are not monks who are better than monks, Amitabha, so good.”
Hearing what he said, Jiang Mochen smiled unconsciously, "I was indeed a little drunk that day, but at that time, I wanted to settle down as soon as possible, so I wanted to establish a relationship with you as soon as possible. Although this method is a bit simple and direct, it is very important to me. Very effective. Before you, I have never had this kind of relationship with anyone. The most intimate contact is probably a hug on the shoulder. You were right that night. I am really picky. Sometimes my eyes are higher than the top. , but I am very lucky now, because of this, I met you."
Yan Qingchi smiled slowly, "You still remember so clearly?"
"I also thought I forgot, but just sitting here drinking with you, I thought of the scene that day, and I thought of you and me that day."
"Then do you want to restore the scene of that day?"
Jiang Mochen got up, walked in front of him, and bent down to look at him. Under the dancing of the candlelight, his eyebrows and eyes were deep and affectionate. Yan Qingchi looked at him and felt that the tenderness and love in his eyes seemed to have turned into candlelight and fell into his own eyes.
He heard Jiang Mochen speak softly in the quiet haze, "Can I?"
Yan Qingchi smiled, put the red wine in his hand on the table, opened his arms, looked at the person in front of him, "Only you can." @无限好文，全在
Jiang Mochen leaned over and hugged him, kissed his ear, and then hugged him horizontally.
Yan Qingchi smiled unconsciously. He looked at Jiang Mochen, stretched out his hand to hook his neck, and kissed him directly in this warm ambiguity.