Entertainment: The joy of being a director is beyond your imagination

Chapter 182 182. Sometimes I think about it, how much award is considered a lot?

Fan Xiaobing had delicate make-up on her charming face, and her delicate body tightly wrapped in a dress revealed the charm of a mature woman, but Pei Ran had no time to care about anything else.

He stared at the cleavage in his chest.

I can't help but feel sad. It's all because of my buddies' lack of strength. You two have to be tied up so tightly and suffer!
Just wait, good brother, one day.

It will definitely free you two!

"Hey, that's enough!"

Pei Ran was swearing to his grandmother from a distance.

Fatty Fan interrupted him, waving his hands in front of Pei Ran, "Just take a look!"

Pei Ran came back to his senses and said, "I just took a look. How can it not count as a look if I didn't move?"

"Then keep watching. When the camera is pointed at you, don't look away... Then all the netizens will call you a pervert. I'll see what you'll do!"

"Why are you a pervert? Even if you were naked and standing in front of me, I would only ask if you were cold. Sorry, I can't do anything that would hurt a woman."

"You're just pretending..."

Fan Xiaobing almost burst into swearing.

Fortunately, I held back at the last moment.

Her chest rose and fell rhythmically as she took a deep breath, and Pei Ran was even more pleased to see it. However, facing this guy's naked gaze, she still pretended to be calm and said, "Pei Ran, I said Pan Yueming and his wife didn't come to the award ceremony. Could it be that they really had a showdown with Dong Jie after hearing what was said on the set?"

Hearing this, Pei Ran turned his eyes away, "Oh, it seems that I really didn't see Pan Yueming and Dong Jie."

"Did they have a fight at home?"

Pei Ran turned his head and looked at the person behind him.

He glanced around and saw Bao Qi smiling at him cheerfully. He also saw Yang Mi glaring at him fiercely, her little mouth opening but silently saying something to him...

What are you talking about?
Yang Mi, you don’t have a cell phone?

Pei Ran ignored her.

After looking around, there was indeed no sign of Pan Yueming. Pei Ran was particularly careful and looked carefully to see if Dong Lianhua's adulterer Wang Daye was sitting there.

Among a group of handsome men and beautiful women, he is such a clown, and he is quite recognizable.

But no.

When Pei Ran turned around, he took out his cell phone and was about to send a message to Pan Yueming to ask how much he, as a director, valued the actors. As soon as he turned on the screen of his cell phone, he saw the WeChat message from Yang Mi.

Well, honey, you still have brains.

But before Pei Ran could look, Fatty Fan came closer again, her expression unusually serious, "Pei Ran, I advise you not to ask Pan Yueming, don't get yourself into trouble again!"

Pei Ran hesitated for a moment.

Indeed, no matter what happened between the couple, or even if Dong Lianhua had several extramarital lovers, it had nothing to do with him, Pei Ran. Besides, family disgrace should not be made public... If he showed some concern now, his kindness might be regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs.

"Well, thanks for the reminder."

After saying that, Pei Ran continued to fiddle with his phone.

Fatty Fan was speechless when he saw this, "You still want to send him a message?"

"No, I'm just bored. I want to chat with the beautiful lady before the ceremony officially starts."

"Hey~ If you want to chat with me, just say it face to face. Why do you have to do it through a phone?" Fat Fan lifted her hair that hung on her shoulders and pretended to be shy on her bright face.

"Don't you blush when you say that?"

Fatty Fan: ...

How can I not be a beauty?
If you think not, then please take a look at my sister's plump and slender thighs, perfectly perky buttocks, slender waist and fair and pretty face, okay?

If you have finished reading it and still don’t think it is right.

Then can you cure your eye disease?

Fat Fan glared at Pei Ran angrily, then took out his cell phone to admire his own beautiful face.

On the other side, Pei Ran also clicked on the WeChat message pop-up window.

Yang Mi: "Did you look at Fan Xiaobing's breasts just now?" Pei Ran was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Yang Mi in the back seat, and saw that she was stretching out her pink little fist and gently shaking it left and right, meaning that she wanted to hit Pei Ran!

No, I just took a glance.

You can notice this?
Isn’t it said that there are no audiences in life?

Why are there surveillance cameras all around this handsome guy?
"Sorry, it's too white and too big."

Yang Mi: "Isn't my figure better than hers?! She's an old woman!"

Pei Ran: "Women are like fine wine, the older they get, the better they taste~"

Yang Mi responded very quickly, probably because she was furious: "You son of a bitch! Is that what you said? Then you can only be with an old woman from now on, and don't even think about asking me to satisfy your unreasonable demands!"

Look, why are you in such a hurry?

Pei Ran replied: "The difference between a young woman and a young girl. If you were more mature, you would know that you shouldn't get angry with me at this time, but try to get my attention back on you."

Yang Mi: "What's the meaning of all this chattering?"

No culture, it's scary.

Pei Ran shook his head helplessly, as if he was thinking that his daughter had not grown up yet. "What I mean is, you can take a few photos for me now. When I see them, I will think that you are more attractive than Fan Xiaobing! Then I will definitely not look at her, but only at you~"

It took a long time to send.

Yang Micai replied:
"And then you keep these photos and use them to threaten me to do something I don't want to do, right?"

Then, the woman sent an emoticon.

A picture of a red panda spitting, with the caption: Disgraceful!
Well, I didn’t expect that Yang Mi now has a brain.

Pei Ran wanted to continue teasing her, but Fatty Fan suddenly poked him with his arm, "Pei Ran! Stop playing with your phone. The opening ceremony is about to end."

Hearing this, Pei Ran put down his phone and sat up straight.

Yang Mi, who had been "spying" on Pei Ran, was angry and jealous when she saw Fan Xiaobing being so intimate with her man. But besides that, she was also a little afraid that Pei Ran really didn't care about her anymore because of Fan Xiaopang...

"Hmph, you bastard, just think of this as me being kind and satisfying you for a bit!"

After feeling jealous and angry, I was still conflicted for a while.

In the end, Yang Mi found a reason for herself in her heart.

However, looking at the cameras around that would occasionally turn their lenses towards the audience seats, Yang Mi frowned. How can I take this photo?
Do I have to go to the bathroom?

……

Pei Ran didn't know that Yang Mi took his words seriously.

He was holding a stand, staring at the stage intently.

On the stage of the award ceremony, a big shot from the China Film Association was giving a speech. Although his words were old-fashioned enough, there was thunderous applause from the audience from time to time.

Everyone knows that the world is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and worldly wisdom.

Five minutes passed.

The big boss left and the prize-giving guest came on stage.

Best Film Award, Best Director Award, Best Actor and Actress Award, Best New Actor and Actress Award, Best Screenplay...

One after another.

Burning Sun won the Best Picture Award.

Won the Best Actor Award.

At the same time, Pei Ran once again won the Best Director Award.

Pei Ran went on stage to give his acceptance speech, first thanking this person, then thanking that person, and finally thanking everyone in the crew.

After finishing his polite words, he held the trophy and said softly:
"Think about it sometimes."

"For this award, how much is considered a lot?"

(End of this chapter)