Chapter 56: Memorial party

Shan Yatong didn't care what Xiao Chengyu would do to him. He fulfilled the director's requirements perfectly while establishing a good relationship with the on-site staff.
During the whole day of shooting, Xiao Chengyu did not bother him, nor did he make cold sculptures at the shooting scene, which made him feel better. The shooting speed was naturally Yaxie.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Fan took him to a high-end clothing store, picked out the clothes, made the appearance design, and then dragged him into the car.
Although this commemorative party is not an award ceremony, it is more important than those messy awards ceremony.
Jing Anjue was a superstar before his death, and the degree of attention he received can be known. In addition to the great planning of the Tianguan, the global media will report on the show. The artists who come to the show should naturally pay more attention to the appearance of the costume. .
The commemorative party was held at the most famous opera house in the city. Before Shan Yatong got off the bus, he heard the constant shutter sound and the dazzling flashing light.
Before the start of the commemorative party, all the media gathered at the entrance, standing densely on both sides of the carpet, and there were some fans of Jing Anjue, both at home and abroad, holding the stills of Jing Anjue before his death, and some people even had tears. Flowing.
When Shan Yatong got out of the car, the flashing light almost made him unable to open his eyes. Under such circumstances, he would naturally not show a perfect smile. He just lowered his head, ignored the questions of the reporters around him, and hurriedly walked in. Field mouth.
I don’t know how many TV stations are broadcasting live. Even so, being in the limelight in this case is not something that the media praises.
As a gold medal broker, Lu Fan naturally understood this truth. While blocking reporters from asking questions, Lu Fan was careful not to offend these media.
Generally speaking, the atmosphere on the scene is very hot. In another sense, it is hot, but it lacks a sense of sorrow to pay homage to the dead. However, the media is the hot spot that needs it, and a few people really cherish the memory of the dead. People of four years.
Shan Yatong looked back at the happy media reporters before entering the arena, as well as the entertainers who stood in place for the reporters to take pictures, sneered and entered the door.
Actually, Shan Yatong didn't want to attend this commemorative party. He found a seat with his name and sat down, looking at the big names in the front circle and some little red stars behind him. When did he know these people, to commemorate? What can I remember without friendship?
Shan Yatong sits in the front position, this is the commemorative party arranged by Tianguan, and Shan Yatong is a newcomer heavily trained under Tianguan. This position can also indicate the status of an artist in the circle.
The more you move forward, the more it shows how popular you are, and the more you go back, the more it shows how disregarded you are in the circle. Every circle has its own rules, not to mention the colorful and complicated entertainment circle.
Lu Fan is a gold medal agent, and Shan Yatong is the only artist in his hands, so he sits next to him.
"Aren't you going to help?" Shan Yatong knew that the planning department and some big agents were too busy at the recent memorial party, including Lu Fan, not to mention that Jing Anjue was an artist under his name.
Lu Fan was a little out of state. He heard Shan Yatong's question, and then said, "Everything is almost arranged, I also want to rest."
The most proud artist under him, thinking of his death, he always has regrets in his heart. This is not hypocritical, but regret.
Shan Yatong lowered his head with no expression on his face, "You will be on stage later, don't think too much." He raised his head and glanced at Tang Ruanqing who was sitting in the front row, "No matter what, the past is the past. It’s a meaningless thing to forget or miss it too deliberately. It’s better to let the flow go."
Lu Fan felt a little funny. A 19-year-old boy comforted himself, a man who was over 30. However, this also made sense, and it was best to be natural.
In fact, Lu Fan didn't really understand Shan Yatong, and he didn't think about the young man's thoughts. Although this young man appeared to be indifferent most of the time, there was something that made him feel unpredictable.
There is only this word to describe him, even if this is just a boy who is only nineteen years old, he is not even a boy.
At the beginning of the party, the big screen began to show some of Jing Anjue’s life, stills, life photos, and some words and charities he did, the background music was very sad, the atmosphere was very depressing, Shan Yatong felt very Speechless.
Seeing the painful look of some artists who couldn't cry but made their eyes blush, he felt uncomfortable for them. What the was this.
Then there was another female voice with a deep but graceful voice reciting the eulogy, which also expressed the world's longing for this outstanding Uranus superstar, and the artists under the stage expressed their sadness and grief even more sad than their dead parents. .
Shan Yatong's eyes were red in conformity with the trend, and her head lowered, showing the yearning and sorrow of the younger generation for the senior. The scene was solemn and solemn. Shan Yatong thought that if anyone sneezed at this time, they might be Everyone kills them with their eyes, and tomorrow's newspapers will be covered with his mouth.
A song sung by Jing Anjue was played on the scene, the tune was sad and lingering, and the previous host appeared again, but this time leading a teenager.
The young man talked on the stage about how poor he was and how eager to learn. After he knew it, how did Jing Anjue support him and encourage him, BALABALA for a long period of time, it just shows that Jing Anjue is very good, and his acting skills are very good. Kersey.
Shan Yatong remembers that he once established a charity foundation, and it is rare that they can find these funded people.
Looking at the signatures of people who had been funded by him on the big screen, they were densely packed and quite a lot. Shan Yatong felt that he was actually an artist who was even more saint than a saint during his lifetime.
Is this... an illusion?
Seeing the overwhelming artists on the stage with tears and tears telling them about two or three things with Jing Anjue, Shan Yatong lowered his head and rolled his eyes. These people may not have spoken to them more than a hundred words, and they became themselves at this time. Is a good friend, it really leaves him speechless.
The words of nostalgia are almost the same, that is, the artists are acting. ``No, during the performance, Shan Yatong will also be on stage. He was led backstage by Lu Fan, and he saw King Xiao Datian saying something next to Lin Yuxin. Lin Yuxin looked somewhat lonely.
"Those people are really disgusting." "It's just taking this opportunity to get out of their place. "`"
Although Lin Yuxin tried her best to lower her volume, Shan Yatong still heard something. It seemed that she was angry at the behavior of those people.
Seeing this situation, Lu Fan coughed and interrupted the conversation between the two, "Pray, Yuxin, ready to take the stage."
When Xiao Tianwang saw Shan Yatong next to Lu Fan, he glanced at Lin Yuxin again and nodded, "I see, aren't we waiting for Yatong together?"
Lu Fan pushed his glasses and said to Shan Yatong, "You pay more attention, I have something to leave first."
Shan Yatong was not a fool. Of course, he saw that Lu Fan was abnormal. He nodded slightly and said nothing, but closed the door of the dressing room to isolate the noise in the corridor outside the door.
"Sister Yuxin, anyway, they are also some old stars. Why do you know them? Who can't tell the people present? They like to step on the ground and others can't control it." Shan Yatong said in a tone. The obvious irony in this made Lin Yuxin a little surprised, because Shan Yatong always smiled mildly on weekdays, and seldom heard him speak so unceremoniously.
Lin Yuxin felt much better when she heard the words to relieve her anger, and she glanced at Xiao Qizhi, "I'll go to the bathroom first, Ya Tong will wait a moment to go on stage with King Xiao Datian, I will play time behind you."
Seeing that the door was opened again and then closed, Shan Yatong's mouth showed a slight smile. No matter how she said, she was a person who really missed her, and had nothing to do with her reputation at that time.
I don't know when Xiao Qizhi has already walked to him and said with a smile, "It's the first time I know that Ya Tong hates that kind of artist."
Shan Yatong frowned, "Actually, it has nothing to do with this behavior. It's just that this kind of memorial method is meaningless, but it makes the deceased uneasy, and Jing Anjue doesn't necessarily like this nostalgic way."
"What you mean is that the memorial party I organized by the people made An Jue uneasy?" The door was suddenly opened, and Tang Ruanqing pushed in, with a very ugly expression, as if his own mind was rejected. With an embarrassing anger.
The situation was unexpected. Shan Yatong didn't expect Tang Ruanqing to be here at this time. He frowned unconsciously. Why did he speak so carelessly, or said he was used to saying this in front of Xiao Qishi?
When is this a habit to develop? This is not a good thing.
Seeing Shan Yatong not speaking, Xiao Qi smiled and said, "Cousin, you are so busy up front, why are you here?"
Tang Ruanqing glanced at him, "If I don't come, how do I know that in his Shan Yatong's eyes, my memorial party is unnecessary."
Shan Yatong remained silent. He glanced at Xiao Qishen, who obviously wanted to protect himself, and slowly said, "What do you think of Mr. Tang?" He fixedly looked at the other party, "Is there any meaning? , But what do you think, what I said is just my opinion, why should you ask others to have the same opinion as you."
After that, he slightly nodded to Tang Ruanqing, who was still looking ugly, then turned and walked out the door, walked to the door and turned and said, "Brother Xiao, it's time for us to play."
"Good." Xiao Qi followed without hesitation.
A ray of light flashed in Shan Yatong’s eyes. At this time, it is impossible for a smart person to go with him. Xiao Qi is a very smart person. He is called Xiao Qizhi, just want to see Xiao Qishi treat himself The good is not deliberate.
Anyone can do great things, but small details can't be shown by acting.
Looking at the handsome man walking by his side, Shan Yatong felt this way for the first time, maybe this person really has no purpose for being kind to him.
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