Sweet Nothings

"Ye Ye Sheng Ge" was recorded at the end of the period. All the guests sat on the stage and read out the ranking of the competition. Yan Qing took the first place. The singers in the same competition only admired.

No one would worry that her good performance was affected by the appearance of President Huo. Huo Yunshen was very cautious. He waited until the jury vote was over to show up to give Yan Qing the most impartial judgment.

Qing Qing's singing never needs any other factors to add.

The director of "Ye Ye Sheng Ge" also nodded frequently to Yan Qing, and whispered to the music director next to him: "In the beginning, Yan Qing was invited, mostly because she liked her topic. Great expectations, I didn't expect..."

The director smiled and sighed, "No, she couldn't find the second one in her circle, and she couldn't fix the phonetic sounds. She was ethereal and clear, and she was so dumb. I tuned the temperature and wrote lyrics, and the last time "Firefly" was sweet and catchy. I won various list champions as soon as the show was broadcast."

"Being a singer can be a veritable actress, she is the only one. It's more than that," the director lighted. "The appearance is also special. The faces of the film and television circle blow out the sky. I don't see any of them. Beautiful, no wonder Huo likes it."

"It's a pity to say that Huo Yunshen, who can be cold-hearted and cold-hearted, cares so much, but at the end he is just a substitute..."

When they whispered in private, the shooting process was all over. The "stand-in" Yan Qing got up from the seat on the stage, and her high-heeled shoes were a few steps away to wait for her Huo Yunshen.

Huo holds the shawl in his hand, his fingers are slender and clear, his white skin is lined with dark cashmere, and he is elegant and elegant. He has gathered his power and made the atmosphere less so.

After all, in front of this one, everyone is frowning and breathing carefully.

The shawl was raised and wrapped in Yan Qing.

Before Huo Yunshen took his wife away, Min Jing and several assistants came in at the right time, carrying a uniform luxury gift bag in his hand, and sent a copy to the program team and the guests.

Min Tezhu smiled lightly: "Everyone is a wife's colleague, Huo's a little careful, please accept."

Be careful?

Someone couldn't wait to open the bag and sighed and blew straight. Those who were present were not too expensive, but they were also amazed by what they received.

Dozens of six-seven-digit bags were handed out, just decent colleagues in the area.

President Huo is afraid to hold Yan Qing to heaven.

The atmosphere in the recording hall was lively. Huo Yun took Yan Qing's car in his hand. On the way back, Lin Yuan's information jumped out one after another.

The "Qingsi" ending drama of the puppet show came online tonight, and the climax of the show began. "Qingsi" also appeared as an episode in the first three episodes. It matched the plot and grabbed the ears.

It's also a coincidence that the ancient style online game endorsed by Yan Qing released the official MV of the promotion song almost at the same time. The originally questioned "Goddess of Costume" showed the title in a dynamic picture in an all-round way. The harmonious genre and singing style double-checked the strength.

The "Goddess of Ancient Costumes" is really biased, and it almost insulted Qing Bao's talents. The fans were enthusiastic and threw the corrected "Goddess of Ancient Wind" on the hot search in one fell swoop.

Regardless of whether you rely on face value or singing skills, I am sorry that we are all on the top of the mountain that mortals can't look up to.

But compared to these, the most let the netizens fight blood is the last shot of MV.

The general’s illusion is covered in armor, only a few seconds, but—

That is Huo Yunshen deity!

The black fans who are busy brushing ## are mad, and are dispatched every minute to lead the wind, ridicule Yan Qing fans’ dreams and blindness, what identity does Huo Yunshen be able to participate in a broken MV?!

In the car, Yan Qing was shocked to freeze the frame and showed it to Huo Yun deeply: "Online game company dare to put your face!"

Huo Yun looked at her with a smile.

Yan Qing epiphany: "What did you instruct?"

"No, they asked, I just didn't refuse."

Listening to this tone, it seems that the calmness is too high and cold, in fact, the light in my eyes will flash into fireworks.

Yan Qing laughed and dragged his sleeve: "But Mr. Huo, many people don't believe it is you."

Huo Yunshen deepened his eyebrows and hugged Yan Qing to his arms, encircling her arms, her mobile phone was placed in front of her eyes, her lips pressed against her tender ear bones: "Mr. Huo has evidence."

When he opened the photo album, Yan Qing realized that his phone was full of photos of her.

I turned a lot of pages forward, and fixed it in the evening in the period costume.

He actually had a lot of live photos with the director team at that time, from all angles.

Yan Qing thought he wanted to pick up a few large-size hair, but unexpectedly Huo Yunshen logged into the previous trumpet-only trumpet, skillfully brought the topic, and sent a full nine-grid.

His pictures are always close and clear, and many private itineraries can be taken. In the dinner circle, he has always suspected that he is a staff member near Yan Qing, and even private letters scolded him for public interests.

Once this picture was issued today, I guessed it hard, and I didn't need to rely on a profile to compare it back and forth, directly on the HD front view.

Huo Yunshen, who is usually like a cold king, is right!

The special star chaser fell for a time.

Yan Qing held her breath and always felt that it was endless: "Deeply, what are you doing."

Huo Yunshen's chest was against her thin spine, her thin body was completely imprisoned, and she smiled in a low voice: "Come, show your baby fun."

He switched to the certified real name large size, found the picture just sent by the trumpet, and pressed forward.

In the text box, he entered five very simple and clear words——

"My star chase."

This food circle is well-known and has never been an account with too many words. A large group of people have scolded and cursed, opened their true identity, and opened a mocking account for his first Weibo "This is my wife"...

Huo Yunshen said that he himself.

It is impossible to count how many people can’t sleep in one night, including the team of the ancient puppet show, who bit the handkerchief.

They were big productions and generous, they thought they could dominate the search and take the limelight, but as soon as Mr. Huo took the lead, they were all scum, and even if they were left with no panties in seconds, after all, Mrs. Huo sang their song, They can rub the heat.

The terrible problem is that from the director to the field affairs, they were all fans of Yan Qing during the period of "Peak Girl". At first, a group of people scolded and ran to Mr. Huo's "This is my wife" to join in the fun, and they all spoke in unison-

"Cool, Qing Bao is my wife."

I want to die.

Yan Qing reached out to cover Huo Yunshen's phone screen, turned his head to kiss him, and said quietly, "Deep, you put yourself too low."

Her man has the entire Huo behind him, and Huo's style has always been cold and solemn like him since he took over. No matter what the occasion, killing is decisive and never human.

He has also been the unattainable existence in public opinion.

But now...

He personally supported her and lifted her to the cloud, and he wished to stand in the gully.

Huo Yunshen's voice was heavy: "You think I am low because you are not looking at the world above, but looking at me."

So many gorgeous and prosperous things couldn't attract her. The first thing she thought of was to lower her head and caress him painfully.

His little fool.

Yan Qing arched in his arms to change the direction, facing him, and said softly: "I'm sorry, I have a very small horizon, I can't see how big the world is, only one person can be seen."

Huo Yun murmured with satisfaction: "When does the wife give me a name, I am not looking for a substitute."

Yan Qing remembered that he had scolded him for "scumbag" online, rubbed his face with a smile, and deliberately sold a pass: "It depends on your performance."

One of the hot spots that piled up into the mountains this night, although not enough to watch at the time, was turned out two weeks later and became a gathering place for lemon essence screams.

Weibo is very common. It is an actress with millions of fans.

However, the tea green dress worn by Yan Qinglu and the matching jewelry were posted in it. There were too many topics at that time. Most people just hurriedly swept through. Yes--

The skirt is a high-end luxury brand, the price is marked with eight figures.

There are a lot of zeros behind the jewels, and they are dazzling if you are not careful.

The blogger also wrote a special note, according to the usual sales practices of the two brands, these are Yan Qing's private property.

Other female celebrities even contacted the sponsors to borrow the dresses on large red carpets. Yan Qing was good, just record an episode, and all the clothes they wear were sky-high RMB.

Black powder one by one almost died.

The worst thing is not how extravagant Mr. Yan Qing did, but the reason why this Weibo was turned out.

Two top luxury brands, one official announced Yan Qing's brand ambassador, and one high-profile blown Yan Qing rainbow fart, announced that she is the new season's spokesperson.

The first-line actresses robbed their resources and fell into Yan Qing's hands.

Some of them questioned the home fans, and the relevant senior executives of the two brands coincided with a concise reply.

The meaning is almost the same after-

As long as Yan Qing stands there, the whole person is very expensive.

The daughter taught by the big family has an indelible charm in her bones, and she is spoiled by her lover like a treasure. She doesn’t need to be built, she doesn’t need to rely on makeup to support the gas field. Ordinary dresses sway like skirts and sing slowly, which is an unparalleled brand image.

Yan Qing was crazy for a month.

Three magazine covers, four commercials, in addition to high luxury, there are endorsements of makeup and beverage chocolate, plus the finalization and announcement of the new album.

Yan Qing knows that she has been left out.

But she is preparing for two things that must be done.

The first one, Weibo's mid-year ceremony invited her, many awards for pork, but the final popularity crown winner, there will be two performance opportunities.

Of the many award ceremony evenings, only this one attracted the most attention.

On the day before the grand ceremony, Yan Qing was preparing for the night. She was lying on the floor of the long-lost practice room and sweated Huo Yunshen on WeChat: "Deep baby, I invite you to watch the show at seven tomorrow night."

Deep Baby gave her back: "Qingqing kitten, please remember who you are."

Yan Qing laughed and asked him, "Who is--"

Deep baby restrained the useless exclamation mark: "It's my wife."

Yan Qing rolled around on the ground, uttered a voice to him, softly coaxing: "Oh, well, special lately, wait for you every day after you are busy."

Huo Yunshen stood leaning against the car in the night breeze, and looked up at the practice room with the lights upstairs, as if returning to the day when she was watching her at night.

He restrained the urge to catch her, with a smile in his pupils and a cruel tone: "To compensate me more."

At seven o'clock in the evening, the grand climax of the first half of the whole game, the eight-member group of the same name debuting from "The Peak Girl", performed as guests.

At the time of the last game, Yan Qing withdrew and extended the debut position to the tenth place, but was unanimously rejected by himself and all the players.

Eight of them stood in a row, and the central C seat would rather be empty forever.

On the stage where several cameras are aimed, a group of eight people sing fast-paced dance music. When the middle of the stage, the stage lights suddenly change, and a silver halo is spilled, illuminating the lifting platform.

In the front row of the auditorium, a person sat upright, opened his eyes that had been closed since the entrance, solemnly took out the latest upgraded color-changing hairpin, turned on the switch and put it on his head.

At the dark scene, he flashed the bright "Qing Bao" characters.

Before his hand stopped, he continued to spread a folded soft cloth, and the light car hung on the railing in front of him. When the button was pressed, it immediately turned into a huge light plate.

Then there are two luminous slogans, the content of which is the same as that of the lights, and the concise and concise "Qing Bao, I am here".

Such a series of actions took only a few seconds to complete. His whole aura was covered by the hustle and bustle, causing the little girls next to him to have the courage to ask him: "Qing Bao will come out from behind--"

Before the words fell, the man pulled down the mask covering the bridge of his nose.

On the front platform, the lifting platform reaches the highest.

There was a moment of silence, and the screams were deafening.

Yan Qing raised her hair and raised her face in the halo. The long legs under the short skirt were slender and straight. Her facial features were projected on the high-definition screen, her makeup was dripping, she smiled at the camera and let her lazy voice. Connect the next sentence of the song exactly.

But it was not the original song, but a piece of originality embedded in it, which was unobtrusive and natural.

The eight members of the group are automatically separated by two. The beam pushes Yan Qing forward. She acts as the lead singer and stands in the center.

The scene boiled thoroughly.

Huo Yunshen stood among the fanatic crowd and raised his hand.

Yan Qing held the microphone and walked through the turbulent crowd, looking directly at the place she had scheduled, and saw the words accompanying her through each stage.

She is a timid little player, he is a super fan who will never move.

He chased her all the way. She didn't want to stop Mr. Huo's love bean on the night that was scolded by the whole network. She wanted to give him the most colorful performance in this way.

Not only the scene, the whole network was also crazy by the unexpected cooperation stage.

Aside from others, absolute business ability and visual enjoyment are fatal attractions that cannot be changed.

"My God's true C position! The C position of the pinnacle girl always vacant should look like this!"

"What a god! Why have you been able to kill people and bleed into rivers so long after leaving the dance stage?!"

"I regret it, will the younger sister come back to be a beanie?"

"What about being married! I don't dream of marrying you, I can dream of being you! I'll give you help and beg for business!"

After the cooperation with the peak girl group of eight, Yan Qing faced the auditorium and generously folded his hands over his head, comparing his hearts.

Along her direction, many people turned around and bumped into Mr. Huo who took off his disguise and stood by many Qingbao's aids.

The scene was out of control again.

At the end of the grand ceremony, Yan Qing put on a crown of popularity based on Yiqi's internet data. She changed her dress and walked onto the stage again. She sat in front of the piano and said with a smile: "The next three minutes is a song. The first song of the new song."

Everyone knows that the title and title of her new album are still secret.

Yan Qing's eyes were clear and mottled.

"The name of the new song, "Nian Shen"."

The man under the stage froze, his dark eyes staring at her closely.

Yan Qing pressed the key.

She sang the first sentence, and the ending was mixed with a choking voice, just touching the heart.

For three minutes, she left her motionless figure for a moment.

Obviously very small, can't see clearly, but she can perceive all his emotions.

The last sentence, she sang.

"After the snowstorm, I and you are white."

Her eyelashes were covered with mist, and she heard his silent tears clearly, sinking into her hot heart.

In addition to this night, Yan Qing has a second thing to do.

After the release of the new album "Nian Shen", it quickly occupied all the major lists, fighting each other on the list every day, and several main hits quickly became popular keywords, successfully advancing into the competition of the most authoritative awards in the current music scene.

But it does not prevent the black fans from perseveringly firing at Yan Qing.

From the name to the lyrics of "Nian Shen", she mocked her as a stand-in without any bottom line. "Are the affectionate couple divorced today?"

"Not only do you not divorce, but also treat yourself as a palace?!"

"Is fainted, isn't it?"

Yan Qingquan didn't see it.

The awards look at the overall results from last year to this year.

In the sluggish music scene, it has been a long time since such an original singer who can drive the heat and have strength. Even if it is just talking about the album, it has been on the line for such a short time, regardless of the actual sales or online data, it has far exceeded the other singers who released the same year. .

On the evening of the awards ceremony, Yan Qing did not let Huo Yun deep.

This time is different from the last festival.

She has a lot to say.

She didn't want to... let him be at the scene, facing the turbulent questioning.

Most of the awards ceremony progressed, Yan Qing received the most popular song of the year and the annual popularity award, but what she wanted was to represent all the affirmed "women of the year".

Until ten o'clock in the night, the end of the ceremony, the only award that has not yet been announced is this one.

The final screen scrolled through the finalists.

The awarding guests deliberately slowed down the speed of reading.

Yan Qing pinched his palm, his emotions suddenly flooded.

She missed Huo Yunshen.

She hasn't stayed with him for many days.

Yan Qing's red lips tightened, not noticing that she was not far behind, staring at her man from beginning to end.

The guest read the name out loud.

"Female singer of the year, Yan Qing."

Yan Qing was suddenly surrounded by light. She couldn't wait to stand up, stepped on the steps, and followed the light to the front.

In a shadow that could not be seen behind her, the man in a suit and leather suit stood up and followed her to the table.

There were a lot of Yanqing's colleagues and fans in the circle. Everyone saw her eyes are always complicated. They seemed to want to grab her and ask: "What is wrong with your brain, you have to be a substitute."

Yan Qing took the microphone and looked at the black crowd.

When everyone thought she would say the common award-winning speech, Yan Qing opened her mouth and her voice was soft and steady.

"I was sick once."

The audience was suddenly silent.

Yan Qing’s eyes were soft and he held the microphone quietly and said, “I was so sick that I lost my memory. For more than three years, I thought I was another person. I didn’t know my name was Yun Qing, and I didn’t know that there were any people in this world. Find me crazy day after day."

At the big awards ceremony, there was exclamation and gasping.

Huo Yun looked intently at his lover.

Yan Qing's nose flashed a hint of red.

"The evening when I signed the "Pinnacle Girl" contract, I heard Huo Yunshen's name for the first time in other people's discussions and remembered his face. It took me half a year before I finally walked back as Yun Qing By his side."

"He didn't find a substitute, and I'm not a replacement for old love."

"Mr. Huo's old love is me."

"This award," Yan Qing laughed with tears. "It was a gift I gave to Mr. Huo and Mrs. Huo. We have no sadomasochism and no divorce. I also want to tell every friend who has followed his tracing..."

Holding the trophy, Yan Qing also saw the scorching eyes in the shadow under the stage.

Why is he here!

Yan Qing lost her voice for a moment, and the tail trembled: "He found it."

In the rumbling sound, Yan Qing walked down top-heavy, Huo Yun deeply left the range of the shadow, stepped up the steps, and reached out her hand.

His legs are full, no longer need to use the darkness as a barrier.

He could stand in the brightest place and greet her with every beam of attention.

The grand prize with the most gold content was announced, and the award ceremony was equivalent to ending. Every year when the prosperity was dispersed, this year was surrounded by reporters.

On the red carpet passage leading to the awards ceremony venue, Huo Yun took off his suit and wrapped Yan Qing's thin shoulders and arms carefully. He wrapped her waist and protected it with a copper wall.

The flash is bright.

The reporters did not dare to get too close, so they could only find it in decibels and hurriedly asked questions.

"General Huo, is Yan Qing really the old love you are looking for?"

"Yan Qing and Yun Qing are really the same person?"

"Are you sure from the beginning? Or did you use her as a substitute first, and then slowly found out?"

The bodyguards on both sides made a strong start, and the reporters surrounded them and refused to give up.

Huo Yunshen stopped.

He collected Yan Qing into his arms, brushed her broken hair on her cheeks, and looked up at the dozens of shots he took at him.

The reporters all held their breath and waited for an answer.

Huo Yun deeply embraced his young and beautiful wife, and she smiled with a smile.

He spoke with a loud voice.

"There is no new love and old love, I am the only one in my life."