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"Tall buildings and deep ditch, Song Yishen, do you want to try it?"

After a second of silence and darkness, the host's cheerful and excited voice sounded again:

"The next thing--is--the most-watched movie star--Song Yishen!!!"

There was thunderous applause and screams from the audience.

Behind the scenes, Wei Shihui acted as if nothing had happened, turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation, inviting Song Yishen to take the stage first.

Song Yishen looked at him and suddenly smiled.

Before Wei Shihui could understand the meaning behind that smile, Song Yishen had already stepped over him, stepped onto the stage and took the microphone from the host.

All the lights fell on him alone.

All the attention belongs to him alone.

Song Yi looked at the extremely excited expressions in front of him with deep downcast eyes, and smiled.

When he was a singer, he had already experienced this.

At that time, the applause was even more enthusiastic, and the shouts were even more urgent.

It's truly in the limelight.

"Before going on stage, someone told me—"

Opening his mouth was another burst of emotional cheers from fans.

Song Yishen's smile slowly deepened, and there was a round of carnival shouts that were confused by him in an instant.

Song Yishen pressed his lips lightly with his left index finger, "Shhh—"

The order is quiet.

"Someone told me, Song Yishen, in this circle, there are many people who shine brightly on their front feet, but ruin their reputations on their back feet."

The faces of everyone present changed instantly.

Puzzled, shocked, worried, unbelievable, ever-changing.

It all boiled down to awkward whispers in the end.

Song Yishen watched with interest.

He didn't look back, but Wei Shihui's expression can also be imagined.

After being dazed for a second, the media in the front row crazily aimed the live camera at Actor Song on stage.

The shutter didn't stop for a moment, and the sound of rapid pressing was in stark contrast to the eerie silence of the auditorium.

Is the Great Demon King of Song who has returned to the rivers and lakes going to make trouble again!

Today's headlines: Golden Bear wins award, Song Yishen talks about ruin? !

Behind the curtain, Wei Shihui turned cold, what did he want to do!

In the distance, Xia Shiyou, who was in the [-]th team, opened his mouth. After a while, he silently stared at Song Yishen in the center of the stage.

It was harder than he imagined.

Song Yishen on the stage seemed not to be affected by anything, and continued to laugh and said, "He asked me, do I want to taste this kind of taste?"

The scene was so silent that even the sound of the shutter was frozen.

Who is he?

What is his relationship with Song Yishen?

......

Will he have anything to do with SOW?

Now that I think about it, after the composition plagiarism and Wenyuan accident happened, all the doubts and rumors pointed to Song Yishen alone, and this point is also a bit strange.

Strangeness is gossip, that is, people are right and wrong.

Song Yishen didn't give the spectators too much time to gossip and daydream. He looked at them, and saw that they were the same as a few years ago, talking a lot, avoiding their eyes, and whispering to each other.

Eyebrows are restrained, pressing down a mountain full of demons, her smile is perfect like a mask, her mouth is very soft, like raving hypnosis:

"I want to say, haven't I already tasted this kind of taste?"

After saying this, Song Yishen turned around and walked off the stage without waiting for the reaction of the people around him, without accepting the next Golden Bear award.

There was an uproar.

When passing by Wei Shihui's side again, Song Yishen seemed to remember something, stopped deliberately, did not turn around, his eyes did not have the slightest warmth, but his tone was provocative:

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot about you." Song Yishen said rather embarrassed: "Tsk, it's better not to award it to me. You also know that I'm a clean freak and I hate disgusting. I'm afraid I won't know how to reach out and grab it later." , this is not embarrassing for you."

Wei Shihui's face turned ashen.

Song Yishen walked a few steps forward, stopped after a while, and discussed: "But I earned it so hard--please send the trophy to my house. Do you know my address? After all, I sent someone to squat for so long repeatedly."

After speaking, Shi Shiran left the scene.

The veteran film festival Golden Bear has never encountered such a situation in its history, and the scene was immediately chaotic.

The audience was completely stunned, completely unable to understand what kind of stimulation Song Yishen, who played out of common sense, was stimulated.

The fans are completely crazy.

Song Yishen's sentence "Didn't I taste it a long time ago?" brought them back three years ago.

At that time, Song Yishen was really attracting the attention of tall buildings on the front foot, but his reputation was deeply mired in the quagmire of plagiarism and fire on the back foot.

At that time, everyone thought that from now on, there would never be a character like Song Yishen in the entertainment industry again.

In the nearly 10 minutes after Song Yishen stepped down, fans shouted "Song Yishen" unanimously, with inexplicably excited expressions.

Until the host came on stage in a panic, announcing that the awards ceremony had temporarily entered an intermission.

The tide was completely sluggish.

The person concerned, Song Yishen, took out the car keys from Dachao's pocket, then stuffed his own car keys into his pocket, then turned around and left without saying a word.

"where you go......"

The tide is dying.

"Take the handsome boy to dinner."

"..."

Da Chao thinks that Song Yishen is here to shorten his life.

The phone vibrated.

Song Yishen: Come out.

Xia Shi Youma got up from the seat, took the light card, put on the hat, and quietly walked out from behind the seat with a crowd of crazy fans on his back.

There is a wide road outside the venue, and the signboard of the Golden Bear Film Festival is shining with a golden halo at the intersection.There was a lot of traffic at the moment, and there were two or three cars temporarily parked on the side of the road, but none of them were the one Xia Shiyou had been in before.

Xia Shiyou threw away the snack bag and was about to send a message to Song Yishen when he heard a car honking from the front left.

Looking at the sound, the car window lowered a finger crack.

Xia Shiyou looked around for a while, and found that apart from the continuous noise from the stadium, there were only a few people around.The cleaning was cleaning and putting away the red carpet, and the outfield security guard was squatting at the door, smoking a cigarette.After several hours of fermenting, the grand occasion before the red carpet has become quite deserted.

Xia Shiyou lowered the brim of his hat and walked towards the car.

Song Yishen sat in the car and smoked.

A cigarette was almost finished, seeing Xia Shiyou obediently opened the door and sat in, quickly said sorry, and smoked the rest of the cigarette in one gulp.

The car window was only opened a crack, and the strong smell dissipated slowly. Xia Shiyou stared at Song Yishen through the cage of smoke, not knowing what to say.

As if choked by the smoke, Song Yishen coughed with a smile, stretched out his hand and waved the smoke in front of him, and said sorry in a low voice.

Xia Shiyou shook his head and just looked at him worriedly.

Song Yi couldn't stand it anymore, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Why are you looking at me like that, we're not going to elope."

It would be Xia Shiyou's turn to choke.

Song Yishen laughed so harmlessly to humans and animals.

After the smell of smoke dissipated, Song Yishen took a look at the red carpet that was being packed at the entrance of the stadium, closed the car window, and turned to Xia Shiyou, "What do you want to eat?"

Xia Shiyou just drank the water Song Yishen handed over, put down the water bottle and thought for a while, "Noodles?"

Song Yishen clicked his tongue, disgusted: "Eat noodles and go home to find my mother."

"Barbecue?" Xia Shiyou was so hungry.

Song Yishen was satisfied, "Can you drink?"

The car started slowly and drove out.

The summer time advantage nodded, "Well".

Song Yishen didn't ask any more questions.

After sitting for a long time, his buttocks were tight, Xia Shiyou glanced at Song Yishen who was concentrating on driving, and slowly took out the light plate from under his buttocks.

"I'm well prepared."

Suddenly, Song Yi glanced at it from the corner of his eye.

Xia Shiyou didn't hide it at all, handed it to Song Yishen generously, pressed the switch on the side of the handle, and shook it back and forth, "Cool, isn't it?"

The three characters "Song Yishen" are very coquettish.

Song Yi smiled deeply, not knowing what to say, and nodded for a while.

After another meeting, seeing Xia Shiyou Akira getting more energetic, he thought about it: "Actually, I don't like light signs very much."

"Really?" Xia Shiyou was startled, and quickly put down the coquettish "Song Yishen".

"Really." Song Yishen didn't change his face.

Eventually the car stopped in front of a resort hotel.

Xia Shiyou didn't understand, so he looked back at Song Yishen.

Song Yishen pushed people in, "Why are you standing there?" He took off Xia Shiyou's hat, put it on his head to cover it up, and ordered, "Go to the room."

Xia Shiyou:? ? ?

"Don't you want to eat barbecue?"

"That's right, what they make is delicious and hygienic, and it can be delivered to the room, which is suitable for our status."

Xia Shiyou thought about it, too. He couldn't expect Song Yishen to eat food stalls.

The whole street is untouchable.

The next day's hot topics on Weibo can also be: Song Yishen, the actor who lost his reputation, drunk and crying in the middle of the night at a food stall...

Five-star hotels are superior in service quality. As soon as the order for barbecue is placed, within ten minutes, a waiter knocks on the door.

Song Yishen hid in the room, and Xia Shiyou arranged for the grill to be placed on the terrace.

When everything was ready, the waiter who said "Have a nice meal" left, and Song Yishen paced out of the room with a pinch.

Xia Shiyou was going to be very busy.

"Thank you, handsome guy!" Song Yishen gave Xia Shiyou a thumbs up with a sweet mouth, and smiled evilly, "I knew you were handsome and kind-hearted."

Xia Shiyou was speechless, standing in front of the grill and turning over the food one by one, pointing to the side of the shelf, "Add what you want, everything is seasoned—"

Song Yishen bent down to pick up a can of beer, opened the can, and took a sip.

The resort hotel is located on the hillside near the sea, the floor is not very high, with its back facing the neon city, overlooking the sea of ​​stars.

The light sign was placed on the swing chair by Xia Shiyou, and the sound of the evening wind and tide, and the colorful and exaggerated "Song Yishen" flickered in the night.

Song Yishen drank the beer in a few sips, flattened the can and threw it into the trash, and picked up the light sign that was obviously low on battery.

The brilliant color of the hot eye has dimmed a lot, and it seems to be covered with a layer of black mist at this moment, which cannot be wiped off no matter what.

Xia Shiyou bit the chicken leg and took a can of beer, but his hands were too oily and the pull ring couldn't be opened no matter what.

Song Yishen glanced, carefully avoiding a few millimeters: "Go and wash your hands."

Xia Shiyou couldn't understand it, so he handed the beer to Song Yishen, his eyes hinted: Do me a favor?

Song Yishen is obsessed with cleanliness and refuses to answer.

Xia Shiyou couldn't take it anymore, he ate the chicken leg in a few mouthfuls, and under Song Yishen's inexplicable gaze, he pulled the ring with his oily hands and drank most of the bottle.

Xia Shiyou finally realized it.

Song Yingdi on the stage, arrogant and domineering, mighty.

Teacher Song on the phone was full of bad water.

But Song Yishen in front of him is awkward and difficult to serve.

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