Chapter 59: Fifty-ninth

Chapter Fifty Nine
The host was dumbfounded, and the people present were dumbfounded. The audience stared with big eyes, only making eye contact, and the huge venue was silent.
The Hua X Award has been the darkest two minutes in history since its creation 20 years ago.
Song Yi's breathing was stagnant, and she stared straight at the stage.
The chief director reacted first and gave the host a wink. Although the Hua X Awards were broadcast live on the entire network every year, few people, except fans of actor idols, were willing to patiently watch this kind of official boring awards ceremony.
This is a good opportunity to promote the Hua X Award.
The host understood it, and smiled slightly, "Is this a confession? Is this this person also on the scene"
Gu Xingchuan smiled slightly, behaving as a acquiescence.
Song Yi frowned, raised her hand to gently support her forehead, looked around, everyone's attention was all caught by Gu Xingchuan, and no one noticed his strangeness.
"What kind of person is he?" The host concealed his excited gossip soul. He was very professional and looked at the audience with a smile.
Gu Xingchuan pursed his thin lips and thought for a while, "If I were to judge him, he is a very sensible person, and he never troubles others because he is too sensible, and I don't want him to be like this."
The scene was surprised, I thought it was hype, but it sounds real
Gu Xingchuan looked complacent and looked at the audience with rare soft eyes, "I always wanted to tell you that you shouldn't be so sensible in the future. You can be a little headstrong with me and be my own kid."
After speaking, bow gently to the audience.
The total photography is very high-end. I zoomed out to take this scene. On the magnificent stage, the young man has an impeccable face, as if he is proud of his body. Step by step, he stepped on his long straight legs and walked down the red carpet. The steps, like a sharp katana, slashed through the silent crowd.
Song Yi pinched the bridge of her nose, her chest was stuffy, and she didn't know what it was like for a while.
If humans have labels, Song Yi's label should be a sensible, calm, and gentle gentleman. The word willful has no marginalities in his life.
The education he received the most when he was a child was to "be sensible", and his relatives and friends praised him as "real sensible."
When he grows up, people who chase him can line up from here. He has heard a lot of love words, praised his face, coveted his temperament, hoped for his hanging curtain, and his lovers, friends and relatives around him regarded him as the best. With a strong backing, everyone depends on him and believes in him, but no one has ever said to him "Don't be sensible."
He clearly felt the strangeness in his heart, like an effervescent tablet stuffed in his chest, sour and sweet bubbles.
After this novel feeling, there is fear again.
Song Yi reached out and tried to open the Weibo software. As expected, the Weibo system crashed again and couldn't get up.
After a short period of commotion and the official awards process of the Hua X Awards, Song Yi was unexpectedly nominated for the best male partner. Although he did not officially win the award, this is a signal of emerging.
Song Yi showed a face in the camera, and it was particularly beautiful when projected on the big screen. His face was narrow, he was born with a photogenic face, and the fact that others were ten pounds fatter on the camera did not exist on him.
The same fine-rimmed gold-wire glasses are gentle and elegant on other people's faces, and there is a cold and sharp taste on his body. Looking at... makes people want to lick honey.
Song Yi's worries came true.
Although Weibo’s server temporarily collapsed, there is also Doujiang Hezheya. A large number of girlfriends and wives’ fans were broken into slag, and they announced on the spot that they had taken off their fans. The extreme loli fans were broadcast live around them. After the normal use of Weibo, they were over-talking. Liwu is miasma.
The marketing account ended up with a rhythm. In order to get enthusiastic and do everything, combined with Gu Xingchuan’s Weibo last time, he named the lover "Mr. 800,000" and took screenshots of Gu Xingchuan’s confession. Fans are like Sherlock Holmes, clutching clues.
There are also many rational fans. Everyone is mediocre ordinary people, like Gu Xingchuan's background and appearance, and his achievements in the music world. It is impossible for ordinary people to fall in love and marry with him.
Like the moon in the night sky, everyone appreciates the moonlight and bathes in the moonlight, but the moon never belongs to anyone.
Reasonable people still account for the majority. It is well known that Gu Xingchuan is a violent temper. Many people criticize him for being domineering, but after so many years of debut, he has not had a half scandal. The peachy aspect is clean and impeccable.
Now that it’s age, it’s normal to fall in love and get married, and there is no place to regret the fans.
The entrance to the banquet hall of the China X Awards made the reporters be the first to get this exclusive news.
After receiving the message from Gu Xingchuan, Song Yi cautiously walked around the crowd, and walked to the back door looking around, for fear that reporters would follow.
The black Maybach was shiny, and stopped quietly by the side of the road. Song Yi opened the door of the co-pilot and sat in.
Gu Xingchuan turned to look at him, chuckled, and whistled softly, "You look good today."
Song Yi calmly "Hmm", looking at Gu Xingchuan with watery eyes.
Gu Xingchuan's eyes were dark and bright, and he looked forward to praise like a puppy wagging his tail. "Song Yi, I am not moved."
Song Yi's mouth bends slightly, sincerely, "moved."
"Kiss me if you are moved." Gu Xingchuan's clear white face moved towards him.
Song Yi didn't move at all, patted his cheek lightly, and said with a serious face: "Have you ever thought about the consequences?"
Gu Xingchuan sat up straight, frowned, and pulled his lips in disdain.
Song Yi took out a small notebook and pen from the storage box, pulled out the cap, and wrote a line of words, while thinking about analyzing the records, while saying: "I know you haven't considered the consequences, now I will tell you, you There is also a chance to redeem."
Gu Xingchuan looked at him coldly, his blood was extinguished by a head of ice water.
Song Yi’s voice is steady and indifferent. Regarding work, he does not bring in the slightest self-emotion, and only analyzes it rationally,
If we publicize the result of the relationship, first, your commercial value will be greatly reduced, and a large number of fans will be lost. This is reflected in the rapid reduction in your endorsements. You now have seventeen endorsements. By the next quarter, this will be cut in half."
"Secondly, the current talent show variety shows are springing up like mushrooms after the rain, and the endorsements and fans you lose will become other people's cakes."
"Third, the decline in your fan appeal will have a serious impact on the ratings of "The Age of Love". You also know that "The Age of Love" is a fan-oriented TV series. If you fall in love, many of your fans will no longer Watch this show."
Song Yi raised his hand and held his glasses, Gu Xingchuan's glasses looked at him unblinkingly, with an inquiring look that Song Yi had never seen before.
Song Yi took a breath, lowered her head and wrote the words, and said indifferently: "Article 4, it affects me. You are an idol and I am an actor. I rely on acting to eat. If we announce the relationship, I will be the beneficiary relatively. , Because I will get a lot of exposure and will win blockbuster resources, but at the same time, the label of your boyfriend will accompany my acting career. Even if we break up in the future, I will also be your ex-boyfriend. As long as you are a little bit troubled, I will always be on the cusp of the storm."
"I have finished talking about the pros and cons. You can find a public relations company now, and there is still a chance to redeem it," Song Yi closed the cap and handed the little book in hand to Gu Xingchuan.
His handwriting is very correct, stroke by stroke, regular, just like him.
Gu Xingchuan lowered his head and glanced, then chuckled lightly, turning his face away and looking out the window, "Song Yi, do you think I care about this?"
Song Yi knew that he didn't care. With Gu Xingchuan's personality, he didn't care if his fans were off fans or not. Singing was just a personal hobby. He sang songs for a year and couldn't keep up with the day's account flow at home. Being able to show his face is to give everyone face.
But Song Yi was accustomed to thinking about others, and analyzing pros and cons for Gu Xingchuan was a subconscious behavior.
Gu Xingchuan looked very unhappy. They had reunited for so long, and they had never looked as gloomy as they are today, like black clouds pressing down on the city.
The air was depressed in the narrow interior space, and the car was shuttled in the night, and the two people didn't say a word.
The car stopped at the gate of the Shen’s villa area. Song Yi lowered his head and slowly unfastened the seat belt buckle. Without warning, Gu Xingchuan hooked his shoulder and pressed against him, while the other hand fixed his On the back of the head, he kissed him heavily.
Song Yi didn't close her eyes, and so did Gu Xingchuan, with eager sniffles intertwined, looking at each other like a rival.
Song Yi was in a complex mood, until she couldn't catch her breath, she gently pushed Gu Xingchuan's shoulder, and Gu Xingchuan let go of his grip.
Song Yi glanced at the rearview mirror, her ruddy lips were slightly swollen, and she didn't do anything good.
Gu Xingchuan stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, forcing him to raise his head slightly, sprinkling warm breath on his face, and asked in a low voice: "Song Yi, do you want to break up with me?"
Song Yi was stunned. Gu Xingchuan was very confident and arrogant. He never asked these questions, and was sure that Song Yi loved his love to death and death. When Song Yi suddenly asked this question, Song Yi was caught off guard.
"I..." Song Yi hadn't spoken yet.
Gu Xingchuan put his index finger on his soft lips and rubbed it, squinting his eyes slightly, gritted his teeth and said: "I won't break up with you. Don't even think about it. If you dare to run, I have to go through the earth. Find you out, you know how good my physical strength is, then I will make you cry and beg me every day."
Song Yi was helpless and nodded calmly, "Well, I see, don't scare me, I'm going home."
"Will you break up with me?" Gu Xingchuan pressed against him and forced him abruptly.
Song Yi smiled and raised her eyebrows, "If you are so fierce in the future, I will definitely break up with you. I don't have wild dogs."
Gu Xingchuan snorted softly and got Song Yi's reply. He felt relieved and leaned forward and bit his face lightly, "I won't be murderous with you in the future, but you can't break up with me."
Song Yi sighed from the bottom of her heart, glanced at her worried belly, nodded gently, thinking that when her belly was big, it might be Gu Xingchuan who wanted to break up.
Song Yi got out of the car and walked to the door of his house. From a distance, he saw a thin figure sitting on the steps. In the late autumn season, Shen Li's shirt and jeans, his nose flushed with cold, looked pitiful.
Seeing Song Yi coming, Shen Li quickly stood up and wiped his red and swollen eyes, "Have you already lived here?"
Song Yi let out a faint "Yeah" and walked straight into the house without paying attention to him.
Shen Li followed him in small steps, "Song Yi, something happened to my mother."
Song Yi paused, twisted her neck, coldly, "What happened to your mother?"
This title made Shen Li's throat choke, and his lips trembled in embarrassment. "It happened several years ago. My mother worked in the hospital and gave a patient an overdose, which caused that person to die, you know."
Song Yi nodded. The hospital suppressed the incident, but dismissed Zhao Hongyan. "What's wrong?"
Shen Li's face turned pale, "The patient's family knows the address of our house. These days they dragged the coffin to the door, and the family blocked us. Mom was beaten by them. They will call the police to arrest my mother and go to jail. I don't know. What to do."
Shen Li grew up in good clothes, opened his mouth when he was eating, and stretched out his hands when he was dressed. He had never dealt with complicated matters, and was blinded when he encountered something.
Song Yi didn't want to mix up, and said calmly: "If she breaks the law, then she should go to jail. Come and tell me, I can't help it."
"She was also your mother before." Shen Li whispered.
Song Yi calmly said, "You know it's just before."
Shen Li was stunned, bowed his head to Ai Ai, unable to say a word.
Song Yi glanced at him, very disappointed, Shen Li's self-care ability was too bad.
Shen Li hesitated for a while, sounding like a mosquito, "Song Yi, can you..."
"what"
"Can borrow some..." Shen Li's face flushed, and he sniffed a few times, "It's nothing, I'm leaving."
Song Yi looked at his thin back and talked about disgust and hatred. At this moment, he felt that Shen Li was very pitiful. Out of humanitarianism, he told him the basic social principles: "Shen Li, if you need to ask someone to do things, you must first bring your hand gift. Next, don’t come at night."
"I... I know." Shen Li didn't even dare to look at him. He felt scared and ashamed to Song Yi in private. He was afraid of the light on Song Yi's body and made him look like nothing. It seemed useless.
The only academic qualification he is proud of, and the light he can draw from, are all drawn from Song Yi.
Song Yi shook her head and went back to the room. Zhao Hongyan didn't want to be contaminated with things. The wicked had their own troubles.
He returned home, took a comfortable bath, sat at the desk in a bath towel, and opened his thin laptop.
Weibo is full of rumblings, and the wind and blood are raining. Just one or two hours after you sing, we will appear on the stage, tearing the sky darkly.
Brother 800,000 was ranked first in the hot search. Song Yi clicked in and took a look. The marketing account made an ingenious vote to let netizens guess who is Brother 800,000.
Song Yi clicked to vote and saw that her name was in the fifth place. So far, 9999 votes have been received. The four actors in the front are all popular actors in the circle. All of them have had commercial cooperation with Gu Xingchuan and became the focus. Take care of the object.
Song Yi saw that he was a guilty of obsessive-compulsive disorder, so he lightly voted for himself.
Song Yi used too little on Weibo, and she was scolded when she went up. She occasionally read the news last time and she didn't know much about the hidden function of this software.
The netizens were eating melons and eating Zhengxiang. Suddenly someone discovered that the main character had ended. Everyone was stunned. When Song Yi went downstairs to get a glass of water, the news in the comment section of Weibo exploded.
"Vote for yourself, want to be crazy, right?"
"I'm so ridiculous, this operation is really poisonous, the first time I saw such a blood sucker."
"Brother, buy some marketing account next time, don't fire up yourself, you will get confused."
"Refused to post my brother, don't be a vampire, pass this first."
Song Yi unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of water. He sat in front of the computer, squinted his eyes, and deleted the Weibo. What is this stuff?
Shouldn't all votes be anonymous
But he deleted Weibo and it was useless. Someone had already taken screenshots quickly, and shared them with marketing accounts with the intent of being alone, not as good as others. Netizens were rewarded for their crazy bewildering behavior.